"Mica Ganoderma Pill!"

Song Lin recognized this elixir at first sight, and it was the elixir he refined himself.

I instantly remembered the person in front of me.

"Are you the stall owner?"

Don't blame him for not recognizing it.

The first time I met the stall owner, he was a strange man with a pale face in a jar. After that, he became a normal person a few times, but he was not what he looks like now.

"That's my clone."

Taoist Ziyuan smiled.

"It turns out you and the Taoist priest know each other."

Taoist Tongshou suddenly realized that no wonder he was suddenly asked to take care of Song Lin. It seemed that the relationship between the two was not bad.

"Come, take a seat."

Zi Yuan took the two of them away from the altar and came to the spacious living room.

The beautiful maid floated over gently and served tea to the three of them.

These maids should be spirits.

Song Lin took a sip of the clear tea, the fragrance lingered on his teeth and cheeks, and he felt relaxed and happy.

After a few people chatted, Song Lin found out the identity of the person in front of him.

Taoist Ziyuan is a direct disciple of the master of the temple, Jiuyou Zhenren. He had already followed Jiuyou Zhenren in Meishan Jungle before the opening of the temple. He is also the current master of Du Gongyuan.

The generation of Xuanke is divided into: Qingjingtongxuanhua, physical enlightenment sincerity and clarity.

Zi Yuan was born in the Qing Dynasty and Song Lin was born in the Ming Dynasty. This shows how big the gap between the two is.

"Have you offended Wu Ji?" Zi Yuan said suddenly.

"Exactly..."

Song Lin told the whole story one by one, including the feud with Li Xuan, the conflict with Chi Yang, and Wude's death.

Zi Yuan was not surprised by this, he should have investigated it in advance.

"Did you kill Wude?"

"The Taoist priest is joking, how could he be the one below?"

"Okay." Zi Yuan nodded, believing it, and did not delve too deeply into it, "These things are over, now you can practice Mica Ganoderma Pill for me, Qingfeng! Qingshan! Moet!"

Zi Yuan's voice spread everywhere.

After a while, a middle-aged man came with two people, a man and a woman.

These people look like they are all Taoist priests who have taught the capital.

Zi Yuan pointed at the middle-aged man at the head and said:

"The eldest disciple, Lu Qingshan, is currently the general manager of the Taoist temple's public affairs, managing fields, shops, houses, loans and leases, etc."

"The second disciple is Gu Qingfeng, and the third disciple is Mo Yue. Qingfeng is the guard of the spiritual palace, and Mo Yue is the inner disciple and ignores secular affairs."

"This is Song Lin, the Taoist priest of the alchemy room."

"I've met Taoist friends."

Everyone greeted each other, and some of the disciples were courteous, but it was obvious that people felt a sense of distance, and Song Lin didn't want to be hot-faced and cold-blooded.

"By the way, Qingshan, do you have any spare manor there?"

"Yes, there is a mansion at the foot of Beishan Mountain, with two thousand acres of farmland, ten acres of spiritual land, and two ponds. The mansion is not big, but it can be lived in."

"I will hand over the land deed to Song Lin later."

"No, no, it's too expensive and I don't have time to take care of it."

No reward for no merit, Song Lin accepted this, which means he joined Ziyuan's camp like Tongshou.

"Just keep it. From now on, I will still receive ten mica pills every month. Otherwise, others will think that there is no future in working with me. As for taking care of it... let my subordinates run rampant, or buy some slaves."

"I accept it with a smile."

Song Lin thought about it and agreed.

I am making rapid progress, and without a background it is easy for others to spy on me.

Taoist Ziyuan is of Buddhist origin and only cares about elixirs.

"That's right! To practice Taoism is to have a wealthy partner and a land. There will be many places that will need resources in the future, and even ten manors won't be enough."

Zi Yuan patted Song Lin on the shoulder.

"Tomorrow I will receive the qi refining method from Shou Lu. What kind of true qi are you going to practice, or is it the taiyin qi that is common to the sect?"

"I'll go out and look for opportunities myself."

Song Lin plans to use moon bricks to practice Taiyin Yuehua Zhenqi.

There are many kinds of Qi in this world, including the Sheshan Qi that is born from eating spiritual things, the Zhenqi of corpses, the Qi of ghosts. There are also the Xuanlei Qi that is bathed in thunder and lightning, the Zhenhuo Qi of flames, the Lihuo Qi, etc.

The more special the infuriating energy, the stronger its power and the greater its limitations.

For example, if you practice water-based spells with fire attribute Qi, the power will be greatly weakened.

To put it bluntly, lunar moonlight is moonlight. Since ancient times, no matter what magic is used, sun essence and moonlight will be used.

Song Lin travels through major mythological systems, not lacking in powerful spells, but lacking in true energy that is compatible with everything.

Therefore, Taiyin Yuehua Zhenqi is the best.

"Yes, I am ambitious." Zi Yuan smiled.

"When I first saw Song Lin, I felt that he must be extraordinary."

Tongshou, who had been silent just now, suddenly spoke.

Other disciples had official duties, so they said goodbye and left one after another.

"Let's go and show you a place."

Taoist Ziyuan suddenly stood up.

The three of them walked around in circles and passed through many corridors.

Pavilions, carved beams and painted columns.

Song Lin didn't expect that a Taoist priest could live in such a nice place and be accompanied by so many beautiful maids.

But think about it, the three thousand sects in this world can openly and openly establish religions. It is normal for different sects to have different systems, some strict and some loose.

The three of them came to the backyard.

This is a big open space.

The floor is paved with blue bricks and is spotless.

A gloomy ghostly mist shrouded the lonely bronze hall in the center.

The Nine Barbarians are rampant in the east, and the Eight Barbarians are rampant in the south.

All of them were wearing armor and had a solemn temperament, guarding this bronze hall, as if there were some treasures inside.

The three of them came to the door, and the thick bronze door slowly opened.

What comes into view is a shed made of five-color fabrics. Under the shed is a solemn altar with copper bells, swords, etc. Various precious tributes are also enshrined on the altar.

As soon as Song Lin walked into this place, a thick smell of blood hit his face.

I saw a huge pool of blood behind the altar.

Blood bubbles kept popping up in an eight-foot radius.

A corpse is suspended in the center of the blood pool.

The corpse was covered with dark runes and white demon talismans. What was even more surprising was that the corpse had a huge black dog head.

At first, Song Lin thought it was a stranger, but found that there were stitching marks on the neck of the body.

"What is this?" Song Lin asked doubtfully.

"The dog-headed Taoist weapon developed by me." Zi Yuan stepped forward, took out the Mica Ganoderma Pill, and threw the pill into the center of the blood pool.

After a while, the elixir melted and integrated into the body of the dog-headed corpse. The skin became rosy, and there seemed to be signs of resurrection.

"This is a Taoist soldier that Master Ziyuan discovered in ancient books. The dog-headed Taoist priest has the ability to escape from the ground, have yin and yang eyes, spit fire, and blow wind." The bronze-headed Taoist explained at the side.

Broken corpses and organs were piled randomly next to the blood pool, and they were restrained with charms to prevent the corpse energy from leaking.

There is also a thick booklet on the case.

"I see."

Song Lin glanced at it and saw messy notes written on the booklet, which were probably the key points and methods of making the dog-headed Taoist.

There are hundreds of routes, but it seems they haven’t been researched yet.

Zi Yuan suddenly spoke and said:

"Do you know why I value you? Mica Ganoderma Pill can nourish blood and stabilize the body. Dog-headed Taoist soldiers are ancient Taoist soldiers. If they can be successfully restored, I don't know how great the benefits will be."

"I will do my best to make elixirs for the Taoist Master."

Song Lin smiled.

The scariest thing is to be courteous for nothing, because you don't know what the other person wants to do.

The strongest relationship between people is not family and friendship, but the value of mutual use. This is the strongest relationship.

Seeing this, Song Lin felt relieved.
Chapter completed!