Chapter 156 Spreading Taoism and the Way of Cultivation

"It's time to consider taking on a disciple."

Shi Yinhua said.

Recruiting a disciple means special training for a disciple.

Although inner disciples, that is, people above high-level Taoist disciples, are very free, after all, without a master, it is easy to make detours if you are alone.

"Me? Let's wait until we pass three levels before making a decision." Song Lin shook his head and had no intention of accepting a disciple, or accepting him later.

Song Lin has almost thought it through during this time.

It is not necessary to force the disciples to practice the art of rampant warfare.

Some people are really not talented enough.

This was the case with the man named Gu Yuchan. This man had an astonishing understanding of the Beidou Red Dragon Qigong, but he was like a retarded person when it came to the way of rampaging soldiers.

Until now, I can't even make two rampant soldiers.

"Instead of keeping the Taoist teachings of other worlds unused, it is better to teach them to disciples or win over other Taoist temples."

Everyone learns what they are good at, and they can major in thunder magic and weapon refining, and just pass it on as their direct line of magic.

In the future, others may also be able to spread their wings.

"If everything develops in the future, wouldn't I also be called the ancestor of Taoism? I wonder what Taoism will be called by future generations?" Song Lin couldn't help but fantasize.

Don't blame him for his slow reaction. It's best to do this method only after you have a certain status, otherwise you will be killed.

Now that my cultivation is not good enough, I should first take care of the Taoist temple, and then take care of other people.

Song Lin came back to his senses and felt that time was very slow when he thought about it. In fact, it was only a short moment.

"It's up to you, do you want to consider accepting a disciple?" Song Lin looked at Shi Yinhua.

This kid was just a young boy a few years ago, but now he can be a master.

The innate inanimate soul practiced by Corpse Yin Hua is also good. The illusion of corpse energy is spread out, making it difficult for people to distinguish between reality and illusion. When they wake up, they have already turned into a walking corpse.

"That's what I meant!"

Shi Yinhua smiled.

"who?"

"We'll talk about it when we come back after three passes. Let me give it a try."

"That's okay." Song Lin looked at the other Taoist boys.

"Okay, are you all ready?"

"Ready."

Song Lin waved his sleeves, and the dark clouds lifted everyone up and flew towards the Meishan jungle.

Song Lin explained the precautions to everyone on the way.

"It's very dangerous to pass the three levels. Fortunately, they allow you to quit halfway. If you can't hold on, just shout to quit. Don't show off!"

"Yes! Guanzhu!"

In fact, Song Lin has great confidence in these people.

In order to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, the Taoist temple is very strict in reviewing people sent to the three passes.

So there were only eight people this time.

It is completely incomparable to the dozens of people at Song Lin's time.

Soon, the group came to Meishan Jungle.

At this time, almost everyone from the twenty-three Taoist temples in Meishan Jungle had arrived.

"You guys are waiting in the main hall. Be careful not to be too nervous. Work together and listen to the leader of the Rampant Army. Who is the leader?"

"Looking back to the master, it's me!"

A man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes and a handsome appearance walked out.

This person is Yan Jiuge, who was born by his parents who sensed thunder and lightning. Song Lin thinks that this person may be very talented in refining weapons with thunder.

"Okay, after passing the level, you must be on guard against others. If anyone provokes you, you will kill them immediately."

The jungle Taoist priest led a group of people to the main hall.

Most of the Taoist boys from the Taoist temple have arrived.

Song Lin asked everyone to wait where they were, and then followed them upstairs.

Most of the Taoist temples are led by Sandu, and a small number are the temple masters. Song Lin, the only free person in the Taoist temple, leads the team himself.

"Guanzhu Song!"

"Guanzhu Song!"

Several familiar Taoist priests came forward to say hello, including the old man, the Master of Five Ghost Temple.

"Long time no see." Song Lin returned the greetings one by one.

He also saw this guy Lian Wenzhao.

Standing next to this person was a middle-aged man who was much younger than him. He had an elegant appearance and a five-thunder jade talisman on his waist. If you guessed correctly, he should be the Master of Jing, Zhao Wuji.

Most of the Taoist temple's senior officials were on defense in the war zone, and less than half of them came to the jungle.

Soon, Taoist Master Huoyun brought all the Taoist boys into the Taoist Fire Palace.

A huge sand table appeared in the main hall where everyone was sitting, and the sand table clearly reflected the scene inside the Three Levels Conference.

The meeting begins after passing the three levels.

The first level is to cross the paper bridge. There are flames under the bridge and fire above.

Even if you can fly, if you are not careful, you will die immediately.

The Xuanke audience behaved well and behaved well.

"I heard that you killed Tian Wu? How?"

An old Taoist in white with an immortal spirit came up to him.

This man is a Chaozhen Taoist priest and the master of Chaozhen Temple.

Not only Chaozhen Guanzhu thought so, many people speculated that it was Song Lin who did it, but the Taoist master had already determined it, so he didn't ask out loud.

"Um, don't be embarrassed. We just had a conflict. The death of fellow Taoist Tianwu is heartbreaking. I think of it late at night. I regret it and wish I could take my place."

Song Lin looked sad.

The leader of Chaozhen Temple took a deep look at Song Lin, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "I have offended him many times in the past. I am an outspoken person who speaks louder than his head. Please bear with me."

There are three Taoist temples: Xuanke Temple, Chaozhen Temple, and Zhenya Temple.

The two viewers died directly or indirectly at the hands of Song Lin, which is terrifying to think about.

"Don't dare."

Song Lin was a little speechless, thinking that he had gone through three levels and killed his disciples before, why was this guy apologizing to him?

Shouldn't it be the other way around?

At this time, most of them passed the second level and the struggle began to break out.

The most intense one is the Taoist boy from Zhenyao Temple.

These half-human, half-demon guys are the strongest in the Taoist stage.

Now, for the sake of their patron, they flew madly towards all the Taoist priests present.

Song Lin took a glance and saw Lian Wenzhao's expression was proud and slightly provocative.

It turned out to be this guy’s fault!

The people from Meishan Jungle automatically qualified as inner disciples, so this guy encouraged the people from Zhenyao Temple to attack the disciples from Xuanke Temple.

"Do you have the capital to attack my disciple?"

Song Lin smiled slightly.

"How brave!"

Except for Gu Yuchan, the other seven people each summoned ten rampant soldiers in the air.

Seventy rampaging soldiers formed a counter-siege against the True Demon audience. The formation was so fierce that three of the twenty True Demon Dao soldiers died instantly.

"Huh? These children are so united!"

The people watching above were surprised.

"Song Lin just came to power a few years ago, right? How come his disciples are so good at training him!"

"I think Song Lin's military training skills are the strongest in the jungle." Someone deliberately made a fuss and wanted to cause a conflict between Zhao Wuji and Song Lin.
To be continued...