The corpses of the three capitals were covered in Yinhua and Qingyu, and the prince paid homage to Song Lin night after night.

"Tao Master, this matter is too harsh. Besides, most of them are meritorious ministers. Can't the merits and demerits be offset by the merits?"

"Gong is merit, fault is fault, and they cannot be compared. Even if he makes a meritorious service one second and makes a mistake the next, I will reward him first and then punish him."

The foundation of the Donghua Jungle sect lies here and there cannot be any relaxation.

Everyone was speechless.

They did slack off

Song Lin said earnestly:

"A little closer today, a little less relaxed. A little worse tomorrow. By the time you realize it, you will be already terminally ill and unable to save yourself. Have you forgotten your original intention? Have you forgotten where you rose from?"

"Perhaps you think you can handle it, but how much energy do you have? What about future generations? Relying on their consciousness? One day it must be institutionalized, and don't let the devil's descendants destroy the orthodoxy."

"I understand. I will no longer interfere with the exorcism altar or ask questions."

Shi Yinhua and others said.

"Thank you, Taoist Master, for your guidance."

"Go back, there are still many things to do in the jungle."

Song Lin got up to see off the guests.

After resting for a night, we got up and headed to the back of Yinshan Mountain.

The action of the exorcism altar is far less than this.

He wanted to carry out a thorough demolition of mountains and temples in Meishan.

The monsters, evil cultivators, obscene temples, and bad rules were all swept away, the kind of eradication that no one in power would give face to.

So take charge personally!

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Chapter completed!