My Taoism comes from the world of myths and monsters

Chapter 263 Cursed God Puppet, Righteous Path Alliance

Four thousand and five thunder warrior masters, one thousand thunder mansion yin soldiers ride auspicious clouds and follow behind the sun god chariot.

Song Lin was dressed in a yellow robe, sitting on the front of the chariot, with a black dragon pulling the chariot in front, and three hundred-foot-long alien dragons guarding him.

Surrounded by hurricanes that are visible to the naked eye, wherever they go, they cause violent changes in the sky, and the clouds with a radius of hundreds of miles rotate around the sun chariot as the center.

This scene is extremely shocking.

If it weren't for the publicity in advance, the soldiers would have to be scared to death.

Song Lin adopted the strategy of going east, first going south and then going north.

Yasukuni established the Dingding in the south not long ago, and its foundation is weak, mostly relying on Han warlords.

Although they frightened everyone with butcher knives, the warlords seemed to be obedient, but once they started, there would be chaos.

Thanks to Song Lin's help, the war went surprisingly smoothly.

Wherever they went, the enemy surrendered in anticipation, and the speed of surrender was faster than the speed of capture.

Except for the barbarians who knew that they could not be forgiven and resisted to the death, they didn't even have the desire to resist.

The scene of the emperor driving around the world is too shocking.

There are many gods and ghosts in the folk, but most people will never get in touch with them throughout their lives.

Knowing from his mouth is just a joke.

When Song Lin drives a car, it really exists.

Except for the blind, anyone with good eyesight can see when they look up.

Even if this kind of miracle is placed in modern times, it can make all living beings accept their heads and worship.

Not to mention superstitious ancient people.

The moment I saw the Sun God Chariot, all slogans and orthodoxy were false.

That is the most unique orthodoxy!
In addition to the stubborn literati, a small number of scholars shaved off their braids and took refuge here to participate in the small battle of recovery.

In one month, the Xuan army went out of Shu and captured Yunnan, Guizhou, Huguang.

The momentum of going out of Shu is a small success, and the momentum is unstoppable.

At the critical moment, Xuan Jun stopped and concentrated on managing the territory.

Because of Song Lin's policy, many local tyrants and gentry fled wildly.

What we do is nothing is done by people.

Countless deputy positions, or disciples from poor families replaced them.

Those people were unfamiliar with government affairs, so Ye Shao stopped to rectify in order to avoid a fire ahead.

Part of it is that the number of troops incorporated is too small.

Originally, there were only [-] troops out of Shu, and there were [-] fewer troops fighting back and forth.

Moreover, there were too few famines in the barbarians, and Song Lin also needed manpower to relieve the disaster.

Tanzhou City.

At the beginning, the barbarians slaughtered this place even more lightly, ten rooms were empty, and only one tenth of the residents were there.

As soon as Song Lin left the city, he saw the young man with a numb expression and braids on the front of his head, like a walking corpse.

Seeing the hair of Song Lin and others, a trace of fear flashed in our eyes.

For fear of being implicated by barbarians.

That fear disappeared in a moment.

I saw the cavalry leading rows of barbarians and Han gentry generals who did little evil.

The cavalry rode their horses to gallop, and the group of people were dragged to run in front of the horses. None of them had enough strength, and they were dragged all the way by the horses forcefully, and the ground was full of blood.

"Your Majesty, a total of [-] barbarians were captured, and there were not [-] grassland barbarians, and [-] were covered with Han flags."

Lu Bowen reported later.

"Find an open space and kill them on the spot. The remaining barbarians... are dragged by horses and paraded through the city. After dark, you hope to see a living."

Song Lin said.

That city full of pain must be healed with blood.

Porridge stations are set up in the city to collect refugees from all directions, and you can see the tragic situation of the barbarians at any time.

"what!!"

"Help!"

"You were forced!"

Very slowly, the cavalry team finished patrolling the city, dragging a series of barbarians as special as candied haws.

There were bloodstains in the street.

"Youquan, sloppy censorship of the literati, see who is helping the tyrant in the past, and join the city patrol team!"

"Yes!"

Just like Song Lin said.

Everyone fled.

Immediately afterwards, Song Lin brought people to the Temple of the City God.

There are no ghosts in the temple, and there are countless ghosts entrenched. They all use their hands, showing only a little sword energy, and immediately kill the ghosts to ashes.

"In the past, the tablet of the anti-barbarian general was placed outside."

Song Lin pointed to the statue covered with spider silk.

With a wave of his left hand, the light flickered, and a bunch of staggered people disappeared from the ground.

The group of young people are braided and mandarin jackets to show off, and there is no tangible aura under them. Needless to say, they must be monks who have taken refuge in the Northern Man, and Qiying is among them.

When those people saw Song Lin, they immediately cursed.

The conquest along the way was not smooth sailing, and monks were often assassinated along the way.

Or flying swords, or poisonous smoke, or curses.

Thinking of that, Ye Shao looked at a hunchbacked old man.

The old man was sallow and thin, and looked like a special old farmer, with a low bulge on his back.

This person is called Camel God, and he is good at the technique of cursing Nightmare Victory. Song Lin almost fell for that guy.

This person was photographed in the air.

"If you want to kill or slash, please listen and respect!"

That man was very tough.

"I want to say that there is something that doesn't exist. I will definitely kill him. I want to tone it down again!"

Song Linhao was right and sentenced me to death.

It's a pity that the guy who helps the evildoers die, just to see if he can pull out any useless information.

Song Lin searched for a moment with his spiritual sense, and then took out a storage bag from under the person.

Followed by a sword owl head.

Swish!
The flying sword chopped off the man's head, and blood spurted out, and the head quickly grew out of the neck.

"Ok?"

Song Lin beheaded again.

That time, the camel god's head could no longer grow back, and it was deadly upturned.

Then he pierced the heart of the remaining person with a sword, and broke the dantian with another sword.

"All the corpses were hung on the city wall and exposed to the sun for ten days!"

Ye Shao said to Lu Bowen.

"Do you really want to hang up?"

Lu Bowen has nothing to say.

In the world of practice, there is a theory of good and evil, and there is no awe and pride in the status of a monk. No matter how evil a monk is, he can hang on the top of the wall with special people and be humiliated by others.

Song Lin may cause public outrage by doing so.

"It's okay, he will do it."

Song Lin had a so-called attitude.

Since I came to the throne, I know how many shocking things I have done.

Just giving the monster an official position is enough to make decent verbal criticism.

Song Lin thought that way.

It is the basic ecology of that world that monsters live together.

That being the case, it is also necessary to consider giving Lu Bowen's monsters from four classics a stage to play their role.

For the next few days, Song Lin was distracted by manipulating thousands of Dao soldiers to handle affairs while practicing.

On that day, Mr. Zhuge and Lu Bowen visited.

"Your Majesty, the unjust man takes refuge!"

"Ah."

With a flash, Ye Shao appeared in Xuanzheng Hall.

"Grassman Li Laiheng, Yuan Zongdi pays homage to His Majesty!"

"Huh? A general of King Chuang?"

Song Lin was not surprised. He thought we were dead, but he thought we were still alive.

Since the death of King Chuang and the entry of barbarians, those former troops of King Chuang have been resisting all these years.

When I first came to Huguang, I also heard about our deeds. I thought about adding our name to the Martyrs’ Shrine, but I thought that we were still alive.

Before that, there were no practitioners who took refuge.

"Teach Ma Jiefu in Shangheng Mountain, and pay homage to Your Majesty."

Ma Jiefu is an old man, in the early stage of earth immortality, that is, in the early stage of alchemy, he holds a whisk, his beard and hair are white, and he is very handsome.

"Mangshan Li Qingyun pays homage to His Majesty!"

"The Ma family in southern Yunnan..."

"The He family in Xiangxi..."

"Xiangxi Li's family..."

Those people all kept the clothes of the imperial court, and they seemed to be people who were willing to take refuge in Yasukuni.

Li Gu, the head of the Li family in Xiangxi, and Li Qingyun in Mangshan, were brought by Li Laiheng and us.

"Okay...without all of you, you can be said to be like a tiger even more powerful!"

Ye Shao came over and held our hands kindly.

We are flattered, Song Lin is a special emperor, but a top immortal weakling with weak combat power.

"It's a dare, the younger generation has been over-reputed, and I'm just doing my best."

Li Gu clasped his fists and said.

That time we only came here by ourselves, and at the same time brought our disciples and family.

It can be said that he put all his strength to rely on it.

Let the barbarians trample on it again, saying that I will definitely go to a place like Siam.

Everyone greeted for a while, Ma Jiefu asked: "Your Majesty, I heard that you have a good relationship with Emei?"

"Exactly."

Are we also afraid of the power of Emei?

"That's great!"

Unexpectedly, everyone became excited instead.

Then Ma Jiefu explained the whole story.

A small number of those people suffered from it.

Especially the Yixiu of Mount Emei.

Yixiu is happy to look for so-called opportunities.

But those small chances are the private property of our sect.

Taking advantage of Emei's weakness, Yixiu beat it up and said that it was the owner's property, and took it out of hand.

Li Qingshan's strong man clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were red, and he said: "Next month, Yixiu killed your father and eight younger brothers, this revenge is for revenge, and I swear to be a man!"

"Hmph, the so-called decent sects are just like that. You are worried, and you will definitely uphold justice for you in the future!"

Everyone declares allegiance.

Then Song Lin took us to the world in the pot.

It was completely shocked.

Did you think that there is no such cave in the world!

Ye Shao introduced Gongsun Siniang and the rest of the Taoist boys to us.

Gongsun Siniang practiced swordsmanship and the method of self-cultivation.

At present, it has broken through to the gas refining stage.

"If you want to fight against Emei, you must first have a sect. If you want to join your Qionghua sect?"

Several people looked at each other, and then announced to join.

Ye Shaojing is an Earth Immortal, granted the title of Taixia Elder, one level lower than the head teacher Gongsun Siniang.

The rest are granted the post of hall master, such as eight capitals and seven masters, each with or without functions.

The framework of martial arts has been completed, and now it is to fill talents outside.

The eighth year of the Golden Demon.

Yasukuni suffered minor defeats in eight consecutive battles, and its territory was completely stabilized.

Xuan Kingdom, which had been silent for a year, ended its mobilization.

A total of 70 troops.

Next came the areas of Jiangxi, Jiangnan, and Lingnan, which were marked by the situation of planning and ruling the river.

The world in a pot.

Inside the secret room.

Behind Song Lin's face lay two straw figures the size of fists, one white and the other white.

This is the Cursed God Puppet.

White kills, white protects.

It was the curse spell found in the storage bag of the camel god.

The white straw man just saved the camel god's life.

Getting that spell was a joy.

The art of cursing is inherently mysterious, and it is the best way to defend against it. The white grass man can kill the enemy, and the white grass man can use the mysterious curse art of hell.

In addition to this, the technique of exorcising corpses in western Hunan and the method of raising Gu in southern Yunnan is also a wrong method, and it can be cultivated to the alchemy stage at least.

Although it is a side door, it is also a path.

Song Lin decided to bring those eight exercises to the real world.

Xuanguo's mobilization for war day and night finally alarmed Yasukuni.

People from Taizhen Sect and Mount Emei also realized that it was right.

Did Song Lin die suddenly!

Sure enough, there will be no evildoers in troubled times!

Chenhua realized that it was right.

If Song Lin is really allowed to rule the river, it will be a small disaster for Shenzhou.

There is no emperor for hundreds of years.

The world is in chaos.

Of course, I would also go directly to the door stupidly, after all, I know the opponent's strength.

Ever since, Emei issued an order to hunt down the righteous way.

Invite the Righteous Dao of Heaven to defeat the demon thief Song Lin!

At the same time, Yasukuni also dispatched a small demon army.

(End of this chapter)