Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 324 Alchemy body in bitter kiln, golden lotus in bad water

Lin Feng was wearing a Taoist robe, with a large number of Taoist boys behind him, and Ji Xiaodaoren followed him with his brothers. They walked all the way, swaying paper money, releasing water talismans, opening the dojo, ringing the bell, and reciting scriptures.

Heal the plague and appease the dead.

Lin Feng, he did all kinds of good deeds, and everyone called him "Living Bodhisattva" along the way.

Although it is a bit weird to call a "Taoist" a "living Bodhisattva".

But Lin Feng didn't care.

His purpose was achieved.

Along the way, his merits and virtues were praised everywhere.

He saves people, a village has a bucket of rice, and a shrine is erected to enshrine the "Prince Zhuan".

He even dealt with the evil spirits entrenched in the village quickly.

Born in troubled times, life is lost.

Lin Feng is really doing good deeds.

Along the way, the "Prince Zhuan" became famous.

A large number of people gathered around him.

It's astounding to see its size.

The team is still expanding, and the continuous expansion here is not only about the living, but also the dead.

Lin Feng bought paper, pasted paper umbrellas, and the little Taoist boys held the umbrellas during the day. It seemed a bit paradoxical. Occasionally, the whole village died, and he took other people's cloth and made a hundred curtains.

Do your own thing in there.

Looking at that posture, it looks like a big boss in monsters and suspense horror movies.

And these people still couldn't see the huge illusory shadow floating above Lin Feng's head.

The corpse of "Lishan Old Mother".

Lin Feng really created a new god in a short period of time.

"The Prince of Compilation".

There was a new Xiaodaotong who took the place of the original Ji Xiaodaotong, and walked in front with the soul-seeking banner, shouting loudly, "The soul is back".

When Zong Yang saw this scene, he narrowed his eyes. He stared embarrassingly at Lin Feng in the crowd, wanting to eliminate harm for the people.

"Huh, demon".

He fixed Lin Feng's sex immediately.

This is a monster who borrowed skills!
He should be killed, he should be killed, just like the Jin family, he must be killed with a clear punishment!

Troubled Times!Kill, kill to shake the universe, kill, kill to create a Kaiyuan prosperity!
The demon in troubled times, Wudoumi in the last years of the Han Dynasty, took advantage of the chaos in the world, spread the Taoism, gathered the militia, and formed his own separatist force.

It was the same later.

There are always people who use the names of Buddha, Bodhisattva and Taoist emperor to gather refugees and do "big things".

Quietly dormant, waiting for a big world where dragons and snakes rise from the land.

At this moment, during the troubled times, there was a rebellion by the Tianli sect in the capital, and a rebellion by the money sect in the south of the Yangtze River, Zong Yang's heart was tightened.

Seeing Lin Feng, he immediately became murderous.

If you like pretending to be a ghost, I will turn you into a ghost!
Moreover, this Taoist is very unusual.

He saw that Taoist at a glance, not serious.

That Taoist has a strange cohesion.

The explicitness of strong mental power.

The gathering of "meaning".

He is like a magnet, attracting the attention of the surroundings, regardless of men and women, this is the result of Lin Feng deliberately restraining his "will".

So when the Taoist said Zong Yang's birth date, his purpose, the doggerel he made when he was a child, and even such things as how old he was when he peed his pants, Zong Yang didn't believe this Taoist even more.

He just felt horrible, and felt that this Taoist priest was really capable.

Oh, it really is a monster.

Even these things are known.

Lin Feng didn't care, he found a quilt for Zong Yang and his bodyguards, and put them beside him.

Let's go outside together.

At night, like a maggot, Zong Yang poked his head out of the bedding, glared at Lin Feng, and bit the tip of his tongue, wanting to spit.

Lin Feng said flatly: "You don't need to spit. The blood on the tip of your tongue is useless to me. My bloody spitting is still interesting."

Zong Yang thought for a while and endured it.

Biting the tip of the tongue, it hurts.

He turned his head to the side and gasped when he saw the situation outside.

He saw a hundred ghosts walking outside at night, following the chariot that was not being carried.

These "people" are surrounded by a gloomy mist, and in the mist, "people" with missing arms and legs walk.

Gloomy, sinister.

Seeing this, Zong Yang understood what it meant to be ghostly.

What is eerie.

"You, you demon dao, what are you going to do? There are so many people, you, you demon dao, do you want to create a law?"

Zong Yang was so frightened that his tone changed, and his lips kept wriggling.

Lin Feng held a carving knife in his hand, and beside him were various wooden knives and wooden swords.

And robes, masks.

At the first moment, Zong Yang thought of rebellion.

Lin Feng said boredly: "Rebellion? Throughout the dynasties, even in the era when evil laws flourished, have you ever seen rebellion using evil methods?
It won't work, it won't work, evil methods may only scare people, it's a pretext, an introduction, if you want to rebel, you still have to rely on the art of war, and be upright.

You see the power of evil, but you don't know the power of dragon and tiger.

It's just the official air on your body, ordinary little devils can't take you down.

In the crowd of thousands of troops, life is full of vitality. If people become red-eyed again, they will be full of blood, ghost?Even ordinary gods dare not enter the formation, not to mention that the world is like a prison, the five virtues reincarnate, and governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. Even if people have thousands of means and ideas, they must be carefully considered.

Let me teach you how to behave, you are the magistrate of a county, you should be upright when you encounter things, as the saying goes, if your name is not right, your words will not go well, and if your words go wrong, nothing will happen. "

Lin Feng also looked outside.

While speaking, the little ghosts outside had already pulled over a few lonely ghosts, and some even pulled over some man-eating ghosts.

He was tied tightly, like a prisoner, and pulled on the road.

Used as firewood for the next.

Lin Feng said with a calm expression: "I'm going to deal with the big things that will happen next, don't you want to deal with the Jin family? It just so happens that I also want to deal with the Jin family.

But this time, I'm afraid you're a bit powerless to bring the troops of Dutong.

I have to come to the door.

But I am the one who came to the door, and you are the one who takes the credit. After all, I can only deal with evil spirits. If you really want to leave your name in history, you have to fight for yourself. "

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he stopped explaining, and traveled eastward all the way, the [Secret Method of Stealing the Door] used by Lin Feng.

Finally, after subduing many Yin soldiers, he felt that he had reached his limit.

Almost seven hundred Yin soldiers.

Any more and there is a risk of getting out of control.

This is thanks to the dual functions of "meaning" and "incense". Under these two functions, Lin Feng's grasp of the soul has made great progress.

And, as long as he continues to refine his "will" and spread his "incense", this is just the beginning.

He felt that as the belief of the "Prince Zhuan" spread further, the incense became even more popular, and the number of these Yin soldiers he commanded should be able to increase by another three points.

There are thousands of people.

But time is running out.

He attacked the "Mage" who came to Jinjia Town several times on the road, and found that things were as difficult as he expected.

Most of the "mages" he saw on the road were not serious.

Occasionally, one or two eminent Taoists and eminent monks also came here with the intention of mortal death.

Slightly powdery, dull.

May die on the road without being found.

Same as starvation.

Lin Feng held back a few people, and each of them had their own difficulties.

They're all like borderline people.

One eminent monk in particular, he made it clear that he was a monk from the nearby Jialan Temple, and he could be regarded as an honest person.

The honest person here is a commendatory term.

He had a stomachache at night, and when he went to the hut, he saw a bloody black figure. After eating the people, he walked into the main hall of the temple.

He was horrified.

Take a look the next morning.

On the back of the Buddha statue, there were a few drops of blood, his anger rose from his heart, and his evil came to his gallbladder.

There was a wave of anger.

He has the heart to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but he doesn't have the power to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

After a thrilling night, he escaped, encountered this incident, and wanted to come out to see.

Honest people are honest, he can't think about it.

Can't figure out how things turned out like this.

"What's wrong with this world?"

The monk sighed.

Lin Feng dismissed them without explaining and told them to go back.

"There's no need to die. I was ordered by Prince Zhuan to go to Jinjia Town to kill demons. Those around me are all ghost kings under Prince Zhuan."

When he said this, he was not guilty at all.

What happened to me being my own boss?
What happened to me ordering myself?
Which sentence I said is false?
Lin Feng dismissed these people, and the righteous people are scarce enough.

If another batch dies.

It's even more pity.

However, he found that these "mages", after a small group of mages were caught by him, the rest of the mages gathered together in large numbers.

Extremely difficult to deal with.

Wanting to pass is tantamount to charging.

On the contrary, it is easier to deal with these people by keeping these people and telling them to bite their mouths.

In desperation, he had no choice but to come to Jinjia Town first to prevent anyone from getting there first.

after all:

【Northwest Evocation】

[Scene III: Desperation]

[No matter what method is used, be sure to destroy the gods, don't let the gods fall into anyone's hands (including the player himself), and protect the people as much as possible (protection is a side task, which only affects the evaluation, not the task itself)]

[Life remaining: 1]

[Reward for completing the task: props, official luck and prosperity]

[Props, official luck and prosperity: After entering the game next time, players can use props to obtain a more favorable status]

[Task cooling time, same as above]

Props: Prosperous official luck.

A more privileged status...

This is a very powerful prop.

Lin Feng didn't think it was a worthless prop. On the contrary, it was a fairy prop. The good thing about this prop is that the division of knowledge is monopolized. The higher you go, the more you may know.

The more force you can use.

The more powerful the prying force is.

This official fortune sounds like giving Lin Feng a more favorable status in the official sense, but there is no such patch in the description behind it.

It is not clear if this is the case.

Furthermore, even if it is only an official status.

Also strong enough.

It's not Lin Feng boasting.

Lin Feng knew very well that in times of peace and prosperity, those folk mages and Taoist temples would bow their heads to the imperial court.

With an official status, it is not impossible to be a cruel official.

The magistrate who destroyed the family and the county magistrate who destroyed the family have been like this throughout the ages.

This thing is extremely useful.

But the problem now is that there are many benefits to get this item, but this is not the most important thing, the important thing is that he must pass this hurdle.

If he can't pass this level, he may be eaten alive by the "Mother Lishan" when he goes out.

Take someone else's unique source seed.

This is a hell of a holiday.

Besides, everyone is innocent and guilty.

If you don't store the source seed well in your body.

He was afraid that one day he would become a big medicine!
Lin Feng entered the arena and summoned the soul from the northwest. He thought he was summoning the soul of a child, but he did not expect that in the end it was he who summoned the soul of the dead in this land.

Even, he was summoning the soul of the city god and the land system who had left temporarily.

They are gone.

But the traces they left are still there, just like the Han Dynasty, which is thousands of years away from now.

For thousands of years, the legend of the Han Dynasty has been left behind.

Even if witches disappeared from the mainstream of ancient times, the pictures and information they left behind have also been handed down in other ways.

Not forgotten.

Things that have existed for thousands of years are there, let alone things that are still there now?

"Although the City God and the land have already been turned into history, they have lost the support of the heavenly court.

The spirit of dragon and tiger has declined, and the way of humanity has not suppressed the way of chaos.

But as the saying goes, what has been divided for a long time must be united, and what has been united for a long time must be divided.

In the past few decades, if the situation in the world was not too corrupt, the current situation would not be like this.

Even so, the remaining shadow of the heaven is still there, and the city god and the land, as long as there are people in charge, can barely bless them.

It's a pity that the world is corrupt and there are too many evil spirits, these people are not blessed after all.

What a pity, what a pity, what a pity. "

It's a pity that Lin Feng said three times in a row.

It is precisely because the heavens are still there, and there are still gods in the world, so under such circumstances, an ancient existence like "Lishan Old Mother" appeared, wanting to get a share of the pie.

Occupy the title.

The dove occupies the magpie's nest.

Zong Yang looked at the bustling Jinjia Town, and he couldn't help but said: "This is Jinjia Town, just from this point of view, it can be regarded as a paradise.

The Jin family can be regarded as well-governed. "

Lin Feng sat on the chariot and said: "Good governance? You already know what the Jin family is doing, why do you still think that this is a paradise.

The owner of the shop here is an old ghost who has been dead for many years. His body is about to rot, but he still doesn't know what happened.

Look at the old man who walked past, he has an unconcealable earthy smell, this is the posture of a native master for many years, the Jin family has something interesting, it can protect these people, and when their energy and blood decline in their later years, they don't have to be hunted down by ghosts and gods.

And this, this, that..."

The more Lin Feng talked, the more numb Zong Yang became. After a long while, he said, "Then why am I here to judge? Am I here to judge ghosts?"

Lin Feng said with a smile: "I've said it before, you have to be confident, confident, confident!
Haven't you read the play, Bao Gong judges ghosts and gods at night, and Kaifeng mansion during the day? "

Zong Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said: "I also have self-knowledge. How can I be compared with Bao Qingtian?"

Lin Feng's chariot came to the "Zian Wangye Temple" and said: "People still have to be confident, after I introduce some people to you, I will burn myself in an iron pot.

During this period of time, I will give you some life-saving instruments.

Whether you can live or not is up to you! "

(End of this chapter)