About to die? It's a good thing to be about to die. He likes people who come to ask for help with problems the most.

"Come here, bring some tea!"

Song Lin quickly asked his subordinates to bring tea, then turned around and motioned for the two of them to sit down.

"Don't dare, don't dare, the visitor is too polite!" Yun Lian only sat halfway down, looking very reserved.

"That's right. Fellow Taoist is the guest, so you're welcome."

After a few polite exchanges, Yun Lian finally explained his intention.

"It's like this. How many of the three land princes who have been named land princes by the temple master are left?" Yun Lian came here for this reason.

Yunlian is the master of Yunze Temple in nearby Ze County.

Yunze Temple is a small Taoist temple, and the main cultivation level of the temple is the perfection of concentration. Yun Lian lived for 365 years, and he was only a few months away from death.

Hearing Yun Lian's words, Song Lin looked embarrassed and said: "I'm afraid not, yes, there are, but these three positions have already been reserved..."

"Master, I am willing to exchange 50,000 Dharma money for it."

Song Lin made some strange movements, and Corpse Yinhua suddenly stood up and said in an exaggerated tone: "The master of the temple can't do it! If you leave good things to outsiders, wouldn't it chill the hearts of the brothers?"

Song Lin slapped his head: "Yes, we need to pay more!"

"Eighty thousand! Add two more bottles of high-grade Feather Pills. From now on, everyone in Yunze Temple will obey the order of the temple leader, telling us to go east and never to the west!" Temple Master Yunlian gritted his teeth.

There is no way, this is the last chance.

A life span of two hundred years is enough, even if it costs all the money.

Song Lin and Shi Yinhua looked at each other and said with a smile: "In that case, I will reluctantly leave one for my fellow Taoist. When will we start?"

"Thank you, Master, let's start now." Yun Lian said excitedly.

Of course, the sooner the better, since you might die at some point, so you might as well take advantage of it now.

"Okay, Yinhua, let's open the altar!!"

Song Lin handed over the official certificate naming the land ruler to Shi Yinhua.

Disciples outside the door came and went, preparing fruits, incense, candles, yellow cloth, etc. for building the altar.

Song Lin and two others were waiting inside.

"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment." Song Lin was also a little curious about what happened to the position of Lord of the Land. It had never been granted to anyone.

After a while, the incense candles were lit, the gongs, and the three animals were prepared.

Song Lin put on his robe and recited the incantation.

"To offer the boundless saints, incense smoke spreads across the sky. The boundless saints in the heavens, the sun, the moon, and the stars..."

As the incantation was recited, the land certificate emitted light and the pure spirit of the Nine Heavens fell.

The Qingling Qi and the light merged into one, and then gradually solidified, turning into a rectangular piece of jade, a bit like the jade wat used by the emperor.

"Yun Lian, your birthday!" Song Lin shouted softly.

Yun Lian came quickly.

Song Lin formed a sword finger and drew it in the sky. Yun Lian's name and birth date were correspondingly drawn on the wat board.

"Edict!"

Song Lin stretched out his hand and pointed.

The wat board turned into white light and sank into Yunlian's forehead.

"Ahh!!"

Yun Lian was lifted up into the air by an unknown force, and white light spread across every inch of his body.

The white light corrodes flesh, then bones, and eventually dissolves into nothingness.

Flesh and bones are formed out of nothingness.

Yun Lian, who was alive and without any body spots, appeared in front of everyone again.

Song Lin looked at this scene with some familiarity. Isn't this the underground master of Taiyin Refining?

However, Tudigong's life span is shorter than that of underground lords. Any underground lord can live for thousands of years. Tudigong is better than underground lords in that he can move around at will.

Yun Lian looked at his hands and couldn't help but feel excited.

"Okay! It's finally okay! Thank you, the viewer."

"You're welcome. I'll pay you to Yinhua later."

Not only that, Song Lin can even sense the land treasure in Yun Lian's body, and can deprive him of the treasure at any time, so he is not afraid of this kid defaulting on his debt.

No matter what, I have conquered another Taoist temple, which is generally pretty good.

Although it is only a small ticket, there are still four votes.

In the past, the Taoist Master never paid much attention to the following loose votes.

You must know that the three capitals, five masters and eighteen heads account for most of it, but now that Chihai is causing trouble, the Taoist masters pay more attention to it.

"Just don't blame me in the future." Song Lin reminded.

Once the body has completed its transformation, it will continue to improve throughout its life and only retain this state.

An extra two hundred years would deprive it of future potential.

Therefore, Song Lin has never granted it to others in Taoist temples, unless he is really desperate to use it to extend his life.

Besides, he also has the Taiyin Form Refining Technique, but the Taoist priests are all very strong and have never used it.

"Haha, I don't have grand ideals. I will be content to live two hundred more years and enjoy another two hundred years of glory and wealth." Yun Lian was very generous.

Two hundred years is enough for a mortal to reproduce for ten generations. What if there is a precious life-extending medicine in the future?

"That's good."

Yun Lian went down to pay the money under the leadership of Shi Yinhua.

Since becoming the temple's owner, Song Lin has rarely added any personal wealth, and almost all of it has been used to develop the Taoist temple.

The current strength of the Taoist temple is almost the same as that of the Jiuyou era.

There are still five masters of concentration, and the number of Qi-refining Taoist priests has doubled to seventy-five, as well as more than 400 Taoist boys, more than 800 handymen, etc.

Coupled with the invention of the divine-level Taoist soldier Yang Lei, the Taoist temple has regained its vitality.

The main reason is that the time is short. In a few years, when the three Taoist heroes and some old Lianqi break through, Xuanke Temple will be the number one Taoist temple in the jungle.

"I haven't seen this guy Gu Yuchan for a long time." Song Lin thought to himself.

Then he walked to the higher ground in the back mountain.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of roaring waterfalls could be heard not far away.

The hundred-foot waterfall crashed down, and the sunlight slanted down, reflecting the colorful light.

Beside the waterfall are twelve white-robed Taoist priests.

The Taoist priest crossed his legs and vomited, and the sound was like thunder, faintly covering the waterfall.

The Taoist priest with a face like white jade in the middle and an ordinary appearance is even more powerful.

Gu Yuchan opened his eyes and immediately stepped forward to salute when he saw Song Lin.

"Meet the Master!"

Others collected their anger and saluted.

"Meet the viewer!"

"Yes, we have recruited so many people."

"Master, my disciple has broken through to the ninth level of Qi refining, and is only one step away from the cultivation stage."

"I will give you the secret book of Peiyuan period in a moment."

Song Lin was quite satisfied.

The Thunder Department's cultivation led by Gu Yuchan has achieved good results. They all practice cultivation, focusing on sword thunder, palm thunder and other thunder methods.

Maybe a new dharma lineage will be formed in the future.

At least the skills up to pill formation can be guaranteed.

After that, it depends on Gu Yuchan’s talent.

In less than a year, Gu Yuchan had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining. Although he had accumulated some experience in the past, his talent was clearly high.

After a while, maybe he will reach the ninth level of Peiyuan.

The Peiyuan period corresponds to the Dingshen period, which represents the change of true temperament.

After instructing everyone, Song Lin continued to go back to retreat.
Chapter completed!