Chapter 177: Conferring the title of Lord of the Land, the Great Refining God General convenes the Dharma Assembly (two-in-one)

The banquet of the gods has been going on for almost twenty years.

Time has no meaning to immortals who live long lives.

For ordinary humans, twenty years is almost half a lifetime.

Looking at the departing figures of the gods, Emperor Yan was thoughtful, and then turned his attention to Song Lin.

Emperor Yan always had a special feeling for this little guy, so he chose Song Lin as his envoy.

There are many immortals in Immortal Danqiu, and some of them are the incarnations of ancient emperors after their death.

Yes, the Emperor of Heaven will die too.

Of course, this kind of death is different from death in the eyes of mortals.

Death is undoubtedly very terrifying for mortals, but for powerful people with profound Taoism, death is just another experience.

The Emperor of Heaven can live as long as he wants, so why not die? Death is just sleeping for a while and then appearing in another form next time.

The strong man can die if he wants to, and live if he wants to live.

Soon, Emperor Yan saw Song Lin below entering the secret realm of the Emperor of Heaven.

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real world.

Song Lin woke up from meditation.

Next time, he will completely deal with Wuzhi Qi and Xiang Liu.

Although these two guys are ancient evil gods, their strength is not as strong as imagined. After all, they have been banished to the mortal world for many years.

If you prepare well in advance, there is actually no pressure to capture these two guys.

Of course, the things in the story will be resolved within the story, and the top priority is to prepare for the conference of gods and generals.

The importance of this conference is self-evident.

Before that, Song Lin had to accept a position.

He had only been in the rank of sixth rank before. It stands to reason that a person with five thunder lanterns should be at least the sixth rank.

Now that he has truly become a disciple, his position must be obtained.

I have been waiting for news from Huo Yun during this period.

I don’t know if this guy left it dry on purpose or if he just couldn’t get away. He didn’t send a message until a few days ago.

Song Lin stood up and did his usual inspection before flying to the jungle.

The deacon of the Taoist temple felt a little strange. Why had the temple owner become more diligent recently? He had not been able to see him for several months before, but now he was inspecting several times a month.

Of course, everyone was rigorous in doing things, so they were not afraid of Song Lin's sudden attack.

After a while, Song Lin came to Meishan Jungle.

Stepping into the jungle again, he found that everyone's eyes on him had changed.

He became full of awe and fear. Even Hua Qing, who had a good relationship with him, this guy just nodded and smiled slightly and did not come up to say hello.

This is the subsequent effect.

No matter how upright your reasons are, some things just get done. No matter how strong you are, you can't stop other people's thoughts.

This incident will remain with me as a stain for a long time.

Therefore, the importance of the Great Refining God General's Dharma Conference is self-evident. It would be much better if he could restore his reputation from Taoism and Dharma.

Inside the jungle, in front of the metropolitan courtyard.

Standing next to Huo Yun, who was dressed in a rich robe, was a sinister-looking man.

"Can Song Lin be eliminated in this Dharma conference?" Huo Yun asked. He didn't mean killing, but eliminating.

After all, it was not a life-or-death duel, and there was no chance of even a physical fight. As long as Song Lin was not made famous, Huo Yun would have plenty of opportunities to slowly deal with this guy.

Once Song Lin becomes famous, even if he is successfully elected, it will be impossible to deal with him openly.

Otherwise, if the higher-ups hold another meeting and invite Song Lin in person, after asking, they will find that this guy Song Lin is dead.

Even if the higher-ups are well aware of the struggle in Taoist temples, it is another matter to show it openly.

"It used to be 100%, but now that Song Lin has formed an elixir, there have been some changes, so let's count it as 80%."

The Weapon Refining Ceremony is not a life and death duel. In terms of his weapon refining skills, Zhao Wuji should be the highest in Meishan Jungle and he has developed many powerful weapons.

Perhaps the controllability is a little worse than Song Lin, but it can be made up for by strength.

"Furthermore..." Zhao Wuji suddenly coughed a few times, looking a little embarrassed, "and our jungle's rampage skills are at least third-rate. There are many masters up there who can treat him, so you don't have to worry about this guy showing off his skills."

After all, even Zhao Wuji himself couldn't.

Having said that, Huo Yun vaguely felt that this boy was not simple, but he couldn't explain why he was not simple.

Maybe he was worrying too much.

After a while, Song Lin flew to the Taoist temple.

"Greetings to the Taoist Master, Lord Jing!"

Song Lin bowed.

"Get up!"

Naturally, Huo Yun didn't have a good look on his face. He walked straight to the altar and quickly accepted the post for Song Lin.

He was appointed as the sixth rank Shanlingguan, waiting for the Youdu Divine General.

As expected by Song Lin, there was no special position.

It's not that Huo Yun is targeting them intentionally, most of the Guanzhu and Taoist positions with real power usually no longer include official certificates granting real power, otherwise the power will be too great.

What are generally called generals, officials, and historians? Most of them have empty posts.

"besides……"

Huo Yun threw over a piece of yellow cloth with the Taoist Master's seal on it. This was a token of recommendation to participate in the Taoist Dharma Assembly.

"Thank you." Song Lin saluted neither humble nor overbearing, neither proud nor arrogant.

For him, some conflicts do not necessarily have to be made public. Venomous snakes never take the initiative to show their fangs. When the enemy reveals his flaws, he will naturally launch a fatal blow.

After receiving the job certificate and tokens, Song Lin prepared to return to the Taoist temple.

As long as you wait less than a month, you can participate in the Divine General Dharma Assembly.

There is still one month left to prepare, and I don’t know what kind of rewards this divine general ceremony will bring.

Song Lin returned to the Taoist temple and continued his practice.

The sun and moon were shining brightly in the secret room, which was caused by the magic power after forming the elixir.

In fact, it is not that complicated. To put it simply, mana is the power of rules. After practicing to a certain extent, visions of heaven and earth will occur. This is actually a manifestation of high mana.

The elixir formation stage is divided into three stages: front, middle and last, and each stage has different transformations.

Therefore, condensing the golden elixir is not the end, but the beginning.

Each stage may take hundreds of years of effort and massive manpower and material resources.

Many people who have reached this stage of cultivation have actually reached their upper limit. Either their potential has been exhausted or their skills are not deep enough.

Some of them are in the stage of refining Qi and calming the mind, and the quality of absorbing the essence of heaven and earth is not high. In this state, there is almost no potential for improvement.

This is why it is required that the quality of the initial Qi must be high.

The higher the level, the higher the limit will be in the future.

While Song Lin was practicing, there was a knock on the door.

"Guanzhu! It's me!"

The voice is like corpse yinhua.

In fact, it is not the door of the secret room that is knocked, but the door outside the main hall, which is then transmitted through a special device.

Song Lin stood up and walked towards the main hall.

Corpse Yinhua didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall without any problem. This guy must have encountered a problem when he came to see him in person. When he walked to the hall, he saw only two people in the dim hall.

One is Shi Yin Hua, and the other is an unknown old man.

This old man's condition seems to be not generally bad.

The fair skin is covered with dark spots and gives people the feeling of dying soon, and the air of death emanates from all over the body.

It was as if a gust of wind could send this guy to hell.

Why did Shi Yinhua bring a half-buried man here?

"This is Temple Master Yunlian." Hearing Shi Yinhua's introduction, Song Lin suddenly smiled.

"Greetings to the Master!" Yun Lian bowed deeply, his attitude seemed very humble.

"Welcome distinguished guests."
To be continued...