Chapter 97 Nuo Gao World, Qiuci Great Witch

The jade talisman of the prayer meeting fluctuated.

Song Lin frowned and took out the object from the Qiankun cloth bag.

Then my mind changed and my mind entered the world of the prayer meeting.

A man wearing a mask with a ghost head has been waiting for a long time.

"Fellow Taoist, you want the common sense of concentration and the records of the lectures of the major heavenly masters."

The man's name was Tian Gui, and the items Song Lin traded were relatively rare prescriptions from other worlds. Of course, he had never used these prescriptions.

"Should I pass the physical object to you directly?" Tiangui said.

"Have you passed it to me? Can you still pass entities here?"

"Of course, we all practice the Void Photography Technique, through which entities can be transported. This is a benefit given to us by the Heavenly Lord."

The person who spoke was the God of Fire, who took out a pair of jade slips.

Song Lin thought about it and exchanged it for one. Then he wrote down the Heavenly Ghost's concentration insights and would study the Void Photography Technique slowly when he got back.

My mind returned to the secret room.

Song Lin recalled the knowledge recorded in his mind.

The energy absorbed during the concentration period is different from that during Qi refining.

The sky is pure and the earth is turbid, so the qi absorbed during the Qi refining period is all turbid qi; the soul is inherently delicate and cannot stand the filth of turbid qi, so it generally absorbs clean qi.

Qing Qi is generally in the sky and is also divided into nine categories.

Meishan Jungle has the official sixth-grade cloud and mist. Of course, more people choose to go out and look for opportunities.

Generally, the higher the quality of the energy used to refining Qi and calming the mind, the easier it will be to build a foundation and pass the level in the future.

"I have also received the Taiping Calming Method and the knowledge. It is time to start a new world." Song Lin thought secretly in his heart.

If you want to control your own destiny, you must become stronger.

Song Lin cut his palm open and summoned a catalog of supernatural beings.

Blood composes three bloody words: Nuo Gao Ji.

【Eight horses travel thirty thousand miles in a day, why doesn't King Mu come back again?】

[World]: The story of Nuo Gao (Nian Gao)

[Thirty-six Heavens]: Four Heavens, the Mortal Realm

[Velocity of time]: One to fifty years, one to one month.

【Advent】:Soul

[Type]: Western Kunlun myth, Buddhist myth, Eastern Penglai myth.

[System]: Buddhist pantheon, Penglai pantheon

【Causal Ring】: None

Song Lin had a thought in his mind.

A feeling of dizziness came over me.

Open your eyes, and in front of you is the boundless vast sea of ​​Gobi.

The yellow sand is rolling and the climate is hot.

Song Lin swept it away with his spiritual thoughts. He was also dressed in an exotic dress. His robe had narrow sleeves and his clothes were dotted with gems. However, they were all stones. Could they be statues?

At the same time, a panel appeared in front of him.

Name: Song Lin

Realm: Dingshen period

Taoism: forty years

Supernatural powers: "Guangchengzi Qigong", "Taiyin Secret Technique", "Tan Temple Taoism", "Taiping Xuanke Art for Cleansing and Refining True Qi"...

Blessing: [Xiuyue Great Witch] [Blessing from the Temple Emperor]

Items: Temple Emperor Seal, Jade Osmanthus Tree, Taiyin Bone Mirror, Red Umbrella, Heavenly Demon Stomach, Nine Yang Sword Talisman...

The panel has an additional category called Blessing, which was set by Song Lin himself. Blessing represents all passive spells.

"He actually came with his cultivation level."

Song Lin said in surprise.

Behind you is an oasis. There is a clear pool in the center of the oasis, and cattle and sheep are drinking water at the edge of the pool.

The water flowing out of Hantan formed a stream and meandered to the huge city not far away.

The moment I saw the majestic city, memories suddenly came to my mind.

"Xiuyue Great Witch!"

Because there is the Kunlun myth in this world, the blessing of Xiuyue Great Witch will automatically take effect, and you can enjoy the identity of the Kunlun God System.

In this life, his identity is also called Song Lin, and he is a god worshiped by the Kingdom of Kucha for generations. He suppresses the thousand-year-old treasure Buchuquan in Kucha.

The inexhaustible spring is an inexhaustible source of water, which is the foundation for the survival of more than 80,000 people in Qiuci.

Tap tap tap!

At this time, a series of horse hoofbeats were heard in the distance.

A group of soldiers came not far away.

The soldier wore chain mail, had a cloth wrapped around his head, and a gauze covering his face in front of him.

The leader was a young general, who was different from the Kucha soldiers with tall noses and deep eyes. Although he also had a beard, he still had the face of a Central Plains man.

They are soldiers guarding the spring.

Click click click!

Just as they passed Song Lin's statue, the statue suddenly cracked, revealing Song Lin's original body.

"Great witch!"

The bearded general was startled at first, and when he saw it was Song Lin, he immediately knelt down and shouted.

"Greetings to the great witch, are you coming down to earth this time to avenge the late king?"

"Huh? Who are you?" Song Lin wondered, who is this guy?

"My ancestor, Bai Zheluo, has been the king of Qiuci appointed by the Han Emperor for more than three hundred years."

Bai Zheluo was actually a Han Chinese, and Ban Chao once used the strategy of occupying the magpie's nest to make a Han man the king of the important town of Qiuci.

During the time of Bai Zheluo's grandfather, the ministers launched a rebellion to seize the throne, and the young royal family was assigned to guard the spring here.

"I see." Song Lin just wanted to refuse. He would not meddle in other people's affairs and help others seize the throne.

Then Bai Zheluo said again: "Since the traitor came to the throne, he destroyed your temple and worshiped the bald donkey."

Can you bear this? What Song Lin hates most are monks, especially monks who rob his business.

"How many troops are there in Kucha?"

"Twenty thousand!"

There are actually 20,000 soldiers in Qiuci out of a population of 80,000. This is really a sign of militancy.

"What about you?" Song Lin asked.

"Six horses and twelve soldiers."

Song Lin was speechless for a while, he couldn't even match the horse.

At first, I was wondering why the King of Kucha didn't kill them all, but now I think it's not necessary. Six horses and twelve soldiers are not enough to squeeze people's teeth, and they won't risk being blamed by killing all the previous clan members.

"Forget it, I'll take you there first."

Wow!

Song Lin fired a burst of crimson Qi, which swept everyone into the air. He stepped on a ten-foot-long red dragon and disappeared from the spot.

Kucha City.

This place, together with the Han Dynasty and the Western Regions, is the most prosperous place in this generation.

The city was crowded with people, sweating like rain.

The coolies carried living animals on their heads, sweating profusely, and walked under the scorching sun.

The girl has fair skin, her face is covered with a gauze, she wears jingling earrings, her clothes are tight, and her belly button is exposed.

Wow!

At this time, there was a strong wind in the sky and it started pouring rain.
To be continued...