The night opens, and the stars are arrayed.

The blood stains at Huxin Pavilion have been cleaned up. The Taoist priest of Laoshan was wrapped in gauze, his face was pale, and his expression was aging several times.

Song Lin walked to the pavilion in the middle of the lake and sat opposite the Taoist priests in Laoshan.

"Drink." The Taoist priest of Laoshan pointed to the empty kettle in front of him, and the kettle turned into wine out of thin air.

The two of them had nothing to say, but were drinking.

The breeze blows, and the yellow leaves fall by the lake.

The Taoist priest of Laoshan did not ask about Song Lin's power or Taoist practice, but only knew that Song Lin was a good person.

"What is the purpose of practicing Taoism?" The Taoist priest of Laoshan suddenly spoke.

“…”

This question stopped Song Lin.

Why did he practice diligently?

It is nothing more than a real-world crisis. As a Taoist boy in the Taoist temple, he has entered a dangerous department and practiced diligently but wants to avoid being eliminated.

If one day the crisis is resolved, will he still have the motivation to practice Taoism? Perhaps he is addicted to wine and sex, or indulges in the world of story calling the wind and rain.

"Since the cultivation of Taoism is to cultivate the truth, seek the true self, eliminate the false and retain the truth. Everything is empty, and perhaps it is also illusory in the world. Our cultivators are constantly climbing to the top, exploring the true world, and cultivating the truth that cannot be destroyed by all disasters."

The Taoist priest of Laoshan said this to Song Lin.

He didn't want Song Lin to go astray like his previous apprentices.

"I've been taught." Song Lin thanked solemnly.

These words gave him a deep understanding.

The path of immortality is long, the scenery of the journey is dazzling, and the glory and wealth of the world are nothing compared to the highest Taoism.

"Master, why do you practice?"

"I? I don't know. I followed my master as soon as I can remember, and then... I got used to it."

The Taoist priest of Laoshan became darker: "What a pity, I couldn't see Laoshan flourishing... Haha, Laoshan is left to you, I'm going to see the Grand Secretary."

"The sky gate is wide open, and I ride on the mysterious clouds; let the wind blow and lead the way, and let the rain sprinkle dust..."

The Taoist priest of Laoshan was chanting ancient songs, as if he was riding on the black clouds, and the whirlwind opened the way ahead, and the heavy rain washed the dust for him.

After a long time, the Taoist priests in Laoshan disappeared.

"Go away." Song Lin murmured to himself.

For the first time, he realized that the people in the story world were flesh and blood.

Song Lin used to regard them as NPCs. After all, it is impossible to say that there is no relationship after more than ten years of getting along.

After calming down, Song Lin asked someone to have a grand funeral for the Taoist priests in Laoshan.

The real name of the Taoist priest in Laoshan is Changjing.

After burying Chang Jing, Song Lin became the new Taoist priest of Laoshan.

"Promote Laoshan..."

Song Lin knew that this was the final cause and effect.

In the first year of becoming a new Taoist priest in Laoshan, Song Lin announced the establishment of Laoshan Road and granted the eighteen cavalry of Yanyun to the positions of Sandu, Eight Deacon, etc.

Manage internal and external affairs and the fields at the foot of the mountain.

The third year.

Song Lin took over fifty disciples and used the Hidden Dragon Shooting Xisan to stimulate their potential, and finally twelve people passed the test.

In the tenth year, Song Lin was forty years old and sent his disciples to the mountain to cure diseases and drive away evil spirits. The reputation of Laoshan Dao increased greatly.

Twenty years.

The major disciples also accepted disciples, and Laoshan Road had a third generation.

After twenty years of hard work, Laoshan Dao's reputation has increased greatly, and countless sects have been dependent on it, with tens of thousands of land and tens of thousands of tens of thousands of tens of thousands of tens of thousands of tens of thousands of tens of thousands of tens of thousands of farmers.

Thirty Year.

Song Lin has become a gray-haired old man.

Due to the excessive consumption potential before, it only lasts about sixty years old.

"Master, the Emperor is here to visit."

The eldest disciple Zhongtong, and the second disciple Shentong hurried over. The name was obviously Song Lin's evil taste.

"Okay, let him see him at Huxinting."

Song Lin smiled.

He walked out of the Taoist temple, and all places outside the Taoist temple gate were filled with elite soldiers.

But I did not go through the main door, but encountered the wall and passed through the door.

The soldiers looked at him in surprise and admiration.

An old man in yellow robe sat in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, with at least thousands of elite soldiers holding powerful crossbows and steel guns guarding him.

This person doesn't need to be seen and he must be the emperor of Lin State.

Facing the eyes of thousands of people, Song Lin sat opposite the emperor without fear.

"Bold! Isn't it still there to see the emperor..."

The old man in yellow robe waved his hand, and the eunuch immediately shut up.

"I heard that the Taoist priest has the ability to chase the moon, so I want to meet him."

There is no moon in broad daylight, the emperor wanted to make things difficult for Song Lin.

"Haha, what's the difficulty?" Song Lin waved his sleeves and a bright moon suddenly appeared in the sky.

The emperor remained silent and laughed: "The beautiful scenery of the night is endless. Since it is a banquet, how can we not have wine?"

Song Lin smiled slightly and took out the wine pot. He couldn't finish the wine, then picked up the chopsticks and threw it at Yuezhong.

Two beauties dancing appeared under the moonlight.

Even if the emperor saw all the beauty, he could not help but be fascinated.

"The immortal is indeed powerful." The emperor hesitated for a moment, and a hint of greed appeared in his eyes. "Can the immortal learn the method of immortality?"

The emperor personally visited him and the prestige of Laoshan Dao reached its peak.

At this time, cause and effect have been fulfilled.

[This world has been transcended and returns after ten breaths]

"The method of immortality? Of course I have it!"

At this time, the soldiers started to make a noise, and saw a gate that emitted white light appeared in the ten feet of void.

Song Lin's figure rose to the sky in full view of everyone.

"I am a member of the Immortal Class of the Great, and I am a member of the Immortal Class. When your Majesty's life is not over and I will send a fairy child to greet you."

Hurry!

A white light flashed and Song Lin disappeared.

Later generations all said that this was to turn into a rainbow and ascend to the sky.

Countless geniuses went on one after another for Honghua, but only Song Lin was able to become immortal by Honghua.

What later generations could not have imagined was that the so-called immortality was just the show of Song Lin before he left, and Honghua was naturally nonsense.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you."

The emperor kowtowed excitedly, and he didn't want to become an immortal so early, and he hadn't enjoyed enough wealth in the world.

The deeds of ascension in the sun spread throughout the Lin Kingdom in an instant.

"The Story of the Strange Legend of Lin Guo": There is a hill in Laoshan in Shu, and the immortals are out of their belly. The emperor conferred the great masters of the Three Realms to build temples.

Real world.

Song Lin opened his eyes leisurely, and a trace of vicissitudes flashed through his eyes.

It's a familiar sense of gap again.

In the Laoshan world, he is a Taoist priest of Laoshan worshipped by all people.

This place is just a little Taoist boy.

A box appeared in front of Song Lin.

When I opened the box, the green light was faint, and a miasma green bead was filled with.

When the thought moves, miasma floats out.
To be continued...