If other Taoists saw the scene in front of them, they would be scared to death.

Song Lin's heart surged when he saw the scene of everyone uniting as one.

This is the reason why he wants to be the master of the temple, instead of sitting in this position and letting the people below him scheming, which is meaningless.

Xuan Ke Guan is a sect that refines weapons. It gathers the power of everyone and controls tens of millions or even tens of millions of powerful soldiers. This is the romance of the altar leader.

Song Lin wanted to reform the Taoist temple, impose restrictions on the monks, and screen the morality of his disciples. This was not because he had a strong sense of justice, but because he had his own interests in mind.

Now there are only eight people. In the future, the formation will be subdivided into eight hundred and eighty thousand people. If the number of people is uneven, the formation will be broken from within before even going to the battlefield.

This world is different from the world of Tanmiao Emperor, but there are top masters.

If the strength of the rampant troops cannot be twisted into a rope, then there is no point in having more numbers.

Therefore, it is better to understand the most basic management first, establish the threshold commandments, and abandon the system of raising gu.

You won't see any effect for a while, and you may still be laughed at and complained about. But in the future, if you accumulate it to a certain extent, you can exert the power to change the day.

There are already signs of this happening.

Song Lin looked at everyone sweating from the side, his eyes were very clear.

Soon, the exercise was over.

Everyone was exhausted.

"How do you feel?" Song Lin stepped forward and asked.

Wang Ziye, the master of the art of war formation and the controller of Erlang Shen, said excitedly: "This eight formations of soldiers and horses is so powerful. It feels easier than controlling your own arms."

The deputy commander is Lu Qian. Her talent in weapon training is not inferior to that of Wang Ziye. She said: "It is very simple to use the eight formations of soldiers and horses, but we lack some tacit understanding and the connection is not skilled enough."

"It will be good if you practice more." Wang Ziye said, "Part of the reason is that our cultivation is a bit poor."

The entire formation has more than 60,000 people, and the total number that these eight people can control is less than 20,000.

The rest were all rampant soldiers summoned by Song Lin, but Song Lin just ordered them to listen to their words.

Therefore, the changes in the formation are still a bit stiff, but with more practice it will be almost there.

Everyone rested for a while and then practiced the Xiantian Bagua Formation again.

The proficiency is getting higher and higher, and when this sword is sharpened, everyone will be shocked.

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Meishan Jungle.

At this time, an old Taoist in green clothes set out with his disciples, surrounded by thousands of fierce soldiers guarding him, all of them tall, like the protector gods enshrined in temples.

This man is Lian Wenzhao, and he is also the disciple of Master Zhao Wuji, who is the most accomplished in jungle weaponry.

Everyone persuaded everyone that day, and finally convinced the Taoist master that Song Lin, a young boy, might not be able to control the overall situation.

After all, this is a time of war. If it were before, it would not matter if Song Lin was a little weaker and less experienced.

Now we must gather all our strength as much as possible.

So Lian Wenzhao was sent to take charge of the overall situation. After all, he was also training troops.

"Congratulations, Taoist Priest, congratulations to Taoist Priest, you are finally going to be the master of the temple!"

The subordinate next to him complimented.

Lian Wenzhao showed no expression of joy or anger. Although he was relieved in his heart, he scolded him on the surface: "What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't even written the eight characters yet. I need to communicate with Taoist fellows from Xuanke Guan first."

The Taoist master was not so ruthless and did not directly deprive Song Lin of his position.

Instead, let Lian Wenzhao investigate. If Song Lin is indeed qualified, then let this be revealed.

"Is it possible for those bumpkins in Xuan Ke Guan?" Lian Wenzhao thought to himself.

The people in Meishan Jungle always have a sense of superiority towards the people below, after all, all the Dharma methods are spread from their side.

Take weapon refining as an example, let alone his master Zhao Wuji.

Just by practicing Wenzhao himself, he can completely destroy those bumpkins.

If Lian Wenzhao is a regular army, then the people below are bandits at best.

"No matter what, the position of the temple master will be decided!" Lian Wenzhao was full of lofty ideals.

After so many years, I finally have the opportunity to go out.

Moreover, it is a Taoist temple with relatively good foundation, such as Xuan Ke Guan.

Although a lot has been lost, the foundation is still there. As long as you rest and recuperate for a period of time, you can return to your peak.

Of course, Lian Wenzhao didn't come here with any hostility. After all, he was his future subordinate.

The first step is to conquer Song Lin, who has the highest prestige.

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(The second step is to ask for monthly tickets)
Chapter completed!