The nearby hills are full of people.

Taoist priests who are successful in water law practice not only cure illnesses and save people, but are also responsible for irrigating farmland.

Under the influence of the spell, one acre of wheat can be produced in less than a month, greatly alleviating the food crisis.

Under the leadership of Song Lin, the people rebuilt their homes, and Mr. Donghua's prestige surpassed that of Jiuyou.

This made Jiuyou, who was observing secretly, jump to his feet.

He never expected that he would make a bad move. He originally wanted to use the righteousness of master and disciple to restrict Song Lin.

Instead, he was used by this guy as a tool to steal his prestige.

Now Jiuyou wants to take down Song Lin in a fair and just manner, which is almost as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Unless everyone who sees it is killed, once word spreads, they will definitely die.

Jiuyou thought for a long time and already had a plan in mind.

"Don't you want the support of the people and prestige? Well, I'll give you more prestige!"

Jiuyou's plan is very simple.

A man with the hearts of the people must be trapped by the hearts of the people. He will lead the demons to attack the villa and use a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain to trick Song Lin out.

Then, after completing the seizure, he goes back to save the world as Song Lin, and naturally he takes over the magpie's nest.

Thinking of this, Jiuyou breathed out a breath of green energy, and transformed into a green-faced and fanged ghost and god, entered the void and disappeared.

This day.

Song Lin retreated in a secret room, refining his soul in the real world while feeding the dragon in the story world.

The training strategy is correct.

It has been half a month since I returned to the mountain.

In the past half month, one after another monks have successfully practiced water magic.

Among them, Wang Ziye's training has the most significant effect. He is in charge of a total of 8,000 water magic soldiers. This guy now simply worships Song Lin.

Of course, there is no one who worships Song Lin more than the Taoist boy who entered the period and first breathed his womb.

These people themselves have no special skills and are of low strength and cannot practice any magic. Some only know one or two tricks.

Now that we have the water method, things are different.

As long as you have true energy, you can also practice one or two fierce soldiers to protect your body, and you can also practice one or two fireball techniques to stop bleeding, which greatly increases your self-protection ability.

For them, Song Lin is their ancestor, their father and mother.

Some people even regard Song Lin as the future master, like Liu Bang who entered Qin, and the people were afraid that he would not become the king of Qin.

All this was within Song Lin's expectation.

"As long as Jiuyou is eliminated, I will be the leader of the temple." Song Lin thought in his heart.

Of course, now is not the time to celebrate. Jiuyou's card has not been played yet, so nothing should be taken lightly.

Song Lin took out the jade ring and said to the jade ring: "I'm sorry to trouble you, fellow Taoist."

The jade ring flashed, indicating that it didn't matter.

Hua Qing had helped him a lot. He hadn't canceled the spell for half a month now and was still helping him monitor everything around him.

At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside the door.

"Oh no, the demon army is coming this way."

The monk was panting and sweating profusely.

"How many?"

"Four to five hundred."

Song Lin's eyes flashed, it was so organized, there must be someone behind the scenes.

Have you finally played your cards?

(asking for monthly ticket)
Chapter completed!