Chapter 134 The truth about the story world, official viewer (modified)

After making the agreement, Song Lin let this guy leave.

After all, Suo Po He is also an expert in elixir formation.

Although Panlong's green jade armor was invincible in defense, he wanted to leave, and Song Lin himself couldn't stop him from escaping.

After Suo Po He left, Song Lin looked at his leaving figure and murmured to himself: "It's time to end."

"What are your plans next?" Fuso Jade Chicken asked.

"Call the others over first, and I'll give you some instructions." Song Lin said.

It’s not enough to rely on yourself, you also need the support of the team.

"Yes." The Fuso Golden Chicken lay on the ground, like an old hen hatching eggs, with its golden beak pecking its golden feathers from time to time.

Song Lin sent a message to others and took advantage of his free time to chat with Fusang Jinji.

"Are King Wu and King Mu gods?" Song Lin asked.

"That's right. The king has the father of heaven and the mother of earth. He is the son of heaven. Since he is the son of heaven and earth, as long as he is a virtuous king, he will also become an immortal. The same is true for Zhou, and the same is true for Xia and Shang. There is no difference."

As for Xia and Shang being equal to heaven and earth, it is even more nonsense to say that Zhou himself was demoted to the first level and became the emperor.

"Tang Oath" says: "You Xia has committed many crimes and is destined to be punished by fate."

The Yin Shang were also conquered by the orders of heaven and earth, and after their death they ascended to heaven and became "emperors". The emperor also existed in compliance with the destiny of heaven, and may have a better name than the son of heaven, but in essence he was the product of the great destiny.

"Now that I have become an immortal, have I gone to another world?"

"I don't know. This is not something I can think of. The only one I saw who came and went freely was King Mu."

King Mu traveled around the world on eight horses, and there were car marks everywhere.

"There are thirty-six heavens in the world, and each heaven has countless worlds, at different times and in different places. Only by standing at a higher place can we see the whole universe."

Fuso jade chicken sincerely says.

Everything in the universe is like a long river, and the world is like small waves.

Time flows from top to bottom, and the same wave appears in different river basins, but the effects it presents are different.

Because the time flow rate in the world is different, the dimensions are different.

Its development is not the relationship that ordinary people understand: from front to back, from new to old, from ancient to present, where there is water, there are fish, and where there is father, there are sons.

For low-level people like them, their heads would probably explode just by being exposed to this information.

Only those who swim against the current can explore the truth of this world.

"I advise you to be more pragmatic and understand your current cultivation level first, and then talk about these things." Fuso Golden Rooster said in a tone of experience.

"Been taught a lesson!"

Song Lin nodded.

The world of this story should not be illusory. If your guess is correct, it is probably a real world.

The Illustration of Legends and Monsters is like a powerful force that can reverse the long river of time and reach the world that really exists or has disappeared.

Soon, everyone arrived.

Song Lin took out weapons such as the Green Dragon Hook, the Demon-Conquering Sword, the Demon-Conquering Vajra, the Vajra Solemnity, the Red Umbrella, and the Nine-Yang Sword Talisman.

"Who wants it?"

"I don't want it, I just have the Cicada Sword." Zhengyang refused.

The Cicada Sword is a growth-type magic weapon. It seems inadequate now, but when it grows up, it can destroy the world.

Song Lin distributed the magic weapon equally to others.

"By the way, I will teach you the innate Bagua Formation and the method of refining rampant weapons."

Song Lin originally wanted them to develop on their own.

Now it seems that it is better to forget it. There has been no progress at all in twenty years. It is better to practice the innate Bagua Formation of Rampant Art of War.

Rather, each of these seven people is in the state of concentration, and each of them can control ten thousand troops.

The 640,000 innate Bagua array is even more terrifying.

A few days later.

Song Lin taught everyone how to use the innate Bagua Formation to ramp up military force. On the other side, the reality was that the gods were being trained intensively.

We are all familiar with the routines of refining the gods. Now we only have time to practice.

As time passed, another ten days passed.

In reality, news came from Chihai that Taoist Priest Huoyun of Meishan Jungle held a Dharma meeting to prepare for receiving the urn and discussing meritorious deeds.

Returning to reality, Song Lin ordered everyone to build with peace of mind, preparing to rebuild Shanyin County, transport residents from the mountains to the bottom of the mountains, rebuild farmland, Taoist temples, etc.

Then we flew to Meishan Jungle.

Along the way, I saw countless miserable scenes, with corpses strewn across the fields, ten houses empty, and hungry people everywhere.

This scene is even worse than in Shanyin County.

Fortunately, the situation in Meicheng seems to be good. With Huoyun in charge, it is indeed much better.

Arriving at the gate of Meishan Jungle, Song Lin handed over the token and was led to the White Tiger Hall by the Taoist priest.

Baihu Hall is a solemn and solemn hall, where the Sanyuan Great God, the founder of the Yinshan Shengwei Taoist Sect of Nanchuan Yinshan, is enshrined.

He was majestic and his eyes were as bright as a torch, as if he was alive.

Under the Three Elements God of Heaven, Earth, and Water, there are rows of rosewood seats.

Sitting inside the door were all the temple masters and the leaders of the three capitals and five masters. After a rough calculation, there were about thirty people.

Song Lin took a seat under the leadership of the Taoist priest.

On the left is a Taoist priest with an immortal demeanor. His temperament is the most immortal-like Taoist priest Song Lin has ever seen.

With white hair and white eyebrows, skin like white jade, eyes like paint, and holding a whisk in his hand, he looks extremely chic.

The other person's specific appearance cannot be clearly seen. He has white hair and a yellow face, his mouth is tightly closed, and his pupils are vertical.

Seeing Song Lin's gaze, the yellow-faced man grinned and revealed his astonishing insect mouthparts. It was a dark hole with dense barbs on both sides and a sharp stinger in the middle.

"Fellow Taoist, I am compassionate, I am Tian Wu, the master of the True Demon Temple!"

"Brother Tianwu's Taoism will last forever. I am Song Lin, the Master of Xuanke Temple."

"I know. I heard about your deeds. You defeated a giant fish in a big way and produced talented people for generations."

Other people looked over one after another, and it seemed that they knew the news about Song Lin in advance.

After all, he is the new owner of the Three Great Dao Temple, but it doesn’t look that good either.

Zhenyao, Chaozhen and Xuanke are all Taoist temples that have masters in forming alchemy. Now it seems that another Taoist temple has fallen.

The Taoist Taoist with the immortal style next to him smiled and said: "Master Chaozhen Taoist Master Chaozhen! Speaking of which, I still have some relationship with my fellow Taoist."

"Oh? What's the relationship?" Song Lin was a little confused.

"You killed my apprentice! Haha!" Several people nearby laughed.

"I see, it's really funny." Song Lin found that he couldn't keep up with their brain circuits.

It is estimated that for them, the so-called apprentice is just a tool for fun.

"Ahem, be quiet!"

When Taoist Master Huoyun spoke, everyone suddenly became quiet.

"In this Zhuxie Zhaijiao, five Taoist temples disappeared, leaving only 23 Taoist temples. Meilin County has a population of over 10 million, and more than 2 million people died in this war. Overall... it is better than the previous one.

Bar……"

Taoist Priest Huo Yun sighed.

"Now we will announce the selection of the new temple leader. The current situation is tense, so there is no need to be extravagant and wasteful." Taoist Master Huo Yun said as he took out the Taoist Seal from the jungle.

"First of all, the main chapter of the new view of Shanhe Guan! The sixth generation of Ming Dynasty in Shanhe Guan, he was awarded the Third and Fifth Red Officers of the Taishang with the Evil-Slaying Ritual. From the sixth-grade Tianling Red Officer, he was awarded the title of General of Photographing Evils, and he can control the energy of hundreds of miles of Huangliu Mountain!"

"Disciple accepts the punishment!"

A middle-aged man in his thirties stood up and exchanged old treasure baskets.

Taoist Taoist Huo Yun personally awarded the seal, seal and seal.

"Shui Yin Guan Daoming, the third Taizi generation of Shui Yin Guan, was granted the title of Taishang Third Five Red Officials to Kill Evils, from the sixth grade Tianling Red Officials to Kill Evils, the title of Censor, and to control the water of Shuiyin River!"

Taoist Master Huoyun received the burial in person.

Among them, the job certificate does not require others to master how many Tao soldiers. It is estimated that mastering Tao soldiers is a unique treatment of the weapon refining series.

These may be the private urns of Chihai, covering almost all the mountains, rivers and sacrifices in Meijun.

During the last evil-killing ceremony, Chihai had a temporary magic basket, which could be blessed by thousands of miles of earth energy and have a continuous flow of magic power.
To be continued...