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Chapter 7: Rampant Soldiers in the Mountains, Ghost Infant Altar(1/2)

Song Lin stayed in the Taoist world of Laoshan for three years.

During three years, he learned the Eight Secret Techniques of Zhigang Dao Ren, broke through to the fetal breathing realm, and knew about the production of Qianlong Shooting Xisan.

The cause and effect in ancient books has exceeded 50%.

I have gained a lot. Although I can't take it away, I have relevant memories when I go back to reality and can practice slowly.

Song Lin's thoughts moved and returned to the real world.

As soon as I returned to the real world, I suddenly felt weak, my eyes turned black, and I almost fell off the bed.

"Not good, I'm hungry!"

Song Lin almost forgot about this. He spent three years in Laoshan World, and the outside world had been there for three days.

I haven't eaten a bite of food these three days.

Fortunately, I woke up in time, otherwise I would not starve to death.

Song Lin took out a few dry cakes and swallowed them in cold water. Finally, he felt a little better.

"You have to pay attention next time." Song Lin murmured to himself.

You cannot fast in the regular period. At most, you can last longer. It should be fine if you don’t eat for ten days. If you don’t have a meal after this time, it won’t work.

After recovering from his physical strength, he opened the ancient books and turned over the information column on the third page.

Name: Song Lin

Realm: Entering the period

Daoxing: Half a year

Supernatural powers: bats' method to improve eyesight.

Items: Sanyang Fire Sword, Qi Yang Dan Pill, Qianlong Shooting Xi San.

Back to reality, the panel changes accordingly and it really cannot be brought out.

But he still has memories.

Thinking of this, Song Lin stood up and pulled out a wooden box from under the bed.

There is a wooden sword hidden inside, as well as mixed yellow paper, cinnabar, etc.

These are the things under Zhang Jin's bed.

Song Lin took out the talisman paper and spread it on the table. The cinnabar was ground with water and a little dipped with the brush in his hand.

Calm and concentrate, keep your mind tightly on the spiritual platform.

Then start writing.

First, the three hooks are drawn, representing the three purity, which is the talisman head.

Then there are the imperial edicts, the two pillars of heaven and earth, and external lines such as the Hot Wheel, which are written with four big characters "avoid filth and drive away evil spirits", and add a character "Gang" at the end.

Finally, add a little true energy.

Sure enough, it failed.

Song Lin was not discouraged and continued to draw talismans.

It takes time to reproduce the spells in the story world, and you have to practice from scratch.

It is easier to draw talismans, just draw them in full as long as you draw them.

This kind of talisman is not too difficult. It belongs to the "official document school". It has fixed rules and formats, and can be drawn with the unique true qi infusion techniques of the talisman.

There is another type of painting school, which is unregulated and looks like a ghost painting talisman.

The same spell is drawn differently by everyone.

This kind of talisman has no words, and is painted into patterns with the true energy and spiritual thoughts of the talisman painter, achieving the effect of induced the power of heaven and earth.

This type of talisman is powerful.

Just as she was thinking, Song Lin drew a complete talisman.

An hour passed, and a total of three illusion talismans and two fire light talismans were drawn.

The true energy has been consumed almost the same amount of time after painting it.

At this time, it was dark.

Song Lin packed his things and went out.

The fog was hazy in the morning and the dew wet the shoulders.

Every intersection is guarded by tall Yellow Turban Taoist soldiers with red faces.

Usually, it is like a statue is still moving, but once there is an accident, it immediately turns into a glaring Vajra and knocks the enemy's head.

Soon, Song Lin came to a luxurious mansion.

White walls and black tiles, and rich doors and high shelves.

Two black sharks at the door were lifelike, with two big flags next to them, and the flags were flew in the wind.

There are two big characters written on the plaque above the red door: dictionary

Once you come to this mansion and the surrounding gardens.

It seemed as if the surrounding environment changed accordingly, the sky became gray and the yin energy was extremely strong. The mansion was surrounded by hazy green fog, which set off the Dian Zao Mansion like a netherworld.

This is the creation of the palace.

One of the departments of the warehouse is called Dian Zao.

Responsible for manufacturing various types of equipment, processing materials, maintenance altars, utensils, etc.

Wude is the master of the Yin-Yang altar of the Dian Zaofu, and there is another person in Dian Zao.

Song Lin walked through the gate.

At this time, a group of people walked in the mist next to the gate.

Song Lin stopped where they were, and these people passed by him.

These people were nine feet tall, wearing brown armor, holding long swords, indigo faces, disheveled hair, and long fangs.

There were eighteen people in two rows.

The iron-armored general in charge had sharp eyes, and two yellow flags were inserted behind his shoulders, and he wrote to the letter "Youshanchang".

The iron-armored general looked at Song Lin, saw the boy's talisman on his waist, and then led the soldiers to float away quietly.

After they left, Song Lin continued to walk deep into the mansion, and unknowingly, sweated down coldly.

These are not people, but rampant soldiers, that is, ghost soldiers.

It is stronger than ordinary evil ghosts. Don’t look at only eighteen people, if they form a formation, even two hundred evil ghosts will not be able to defeat them.

Follow the route to the hall and led a Taoist boy to another yard.

When I entered the yard, I saw yellow paper all over the floor and yellow cloth hanging on the walls.

The house in the yard is like a large ancestral hall, enshrined with hundreds of black altars.

The smoke curled up and soared into the sky.

The yard was sparsely populated, and a big man in purple was directing everyone.

This person is Taoist Wude, and Li Xuan is standing next to him.

"Oh, you're here." Li Xuan saw Song Lin and immediately smiled and stepped forward, "I thought you were not here anymore and was about to send someone to find you."

"Why not come? A good thing isn't it?"

Song Lin seemed to be smiling, for some reason, but this look made Li Xuan feel extremely uncomfortable.

Although only three days have passed, after three years of practice in Laoshan World and dozens of test-study life, I have already developed a scheming of not showing my emotions.

"That's good." Li Xuan smiled, probably because of his own illusion.

Just an ordinary Taoist boy, how can he be regarded as a person?

From now on, he will be a disciple of Taoist Master Wude and have a great future. He will be comparable to a little Taoist boy. So what if he cheated this guy? Can he still seek revenge on himself?

Thinking of this, Li Xuan's face turned cold and said, "Do it well, I know you have complaints in your heart, but the world is unfair, isn't it?"

"Haha, what you said is very much." Song Lin smiled.

He was too lazy to talk, and once he had a chance, he must repay the cause and effect of his predecessor and present.

"What's wrong?"

Master Wude noticed Song Lin and then looked at Li Xuan: "Is this the person you recommend?"

"Yes, Taoist priest."

"Okay, Liu He!" Master Wude shouted into the hall.

"Here you come!"
To be continued...
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