Xixiang died and the leader decided.

Everyone was suddenly in an uproar.

"Upset! Haha, wonderful!"

"This person is cautious and will never take action if he is not sure. He will decide the world. Haha, he has my style!"

"I haven't seen such a calm Taoist boy for a long time. I will definitely have a world in the future."

The true demon viewer's face turned pale, her golden vertical pupils flashed with murderous intent, and she said unconvincedly:

"Hmph, relying on some courage, I will just kill two or three times. Let's take a look in the future? I will be the leader..."

During the Taoist childhood, many geniuses had not been fully developed, and the gap between geniuses and ordinary Taoist children was not large.

The battle between life and death is often caused by the person who is experienced, bold and careful.

It is obvious that Song Lin is such a person.

Including Jiuyou, he thinks so.

Song Lin obviously has no talent, and even if he gets the lead, he values ​​corpse Yinhua more.

People like Zi Yinhua have the results of practicing in one day equivalent to those of ordinary Taoist children for ten days.

Don’t look at Song Lin’s amazing now, two or three years later, the two can open a huge gap.

However, Jiuyou would not have looked down on Song Lin because of this. After all, he had earned face for himself, so he retorted: "It's a pity that your disciples can't see that time!"

"you!"

"Okay, OK, the three levels of the meeting are over. Let's pack up and leave. I want to return the Fire Palace to the Lord of the Jungle." The Lord stepped forward to smooth things over.

After saying that, he walked to the sand table and pushed away the fire clouds lingering above.

There were only 45 children below, and in the end, they only passed the test.

At this time, the fire cloud above the head dissipated, revealing more than a dozen huge human faces.

The human face was like a torch, occupying the entire sky, and the people below were as small as ants.

Everyone was so overwhelmed that they were so majestic that they were envious.

The Taoist boys also recognized their sage masters and bowed to salute.

"Greetings to the Taoist priest!"

This time, a total of seven people passed the Xuanke Temple.

Everyone in the sky flashed and appeared in front of everyone.

All the temperaments are different. The viewers here have the lowest cultivation level.

After various treasures of heaven and earth, they have cultivated their true qi and soul. Every move has the power of celestial phenomena and momentum, and their momentum alone can suppress everyone.

The Lord waved his hand and turned into the Eight Immortals Table in front of him.

A group of ghost soldiers walked next to him and began to set up the altar.

Enjoying three animals, fruits and gods from all directions.

Then count the names and birth dates of all the people present.

In this world full of magical powers, the birth date and eight characters are extremely important. Giving birth date and eight characters means surrender and truly accepting Taoist temples.

The master held a peach wood sword in his hand, dipped it with willow branches with a little talisman water, and sprinkled it on the list of people.

The list was slightly shining, and he asked everyone to stand in front of the altar, Song Lin was the leader, standing in front of everyone.

"Nine Qi Qingtian, the great star god. It shines on the Dongxiang, and the cave reflects the nine gates. Turn the candles and the sunlight, sweep away the filth and eliminate the atmosphere... The tranquility and the mysterious transformation, and the nature and nature are enlightened. In the year of Renyin, the month of Jiachen and Wushen, they are awarded the title of the "Ming" generation of disciples!"

Wow!

The list turned into blue smoke on the spot and flew into the distant sky.

Since then, Song Lin has been a member of the Ming generation of Meishan Conglin, but usually he still has a name or title given by others.

After all, it is very ugly to have some people's names plus seniority, such as Minglin.

Hurry!

After the ceremony, everyone was captured by a mysterious force.

When they opened their eyes, everyone came to the palace where ghosts and gods were worshipped in Xuanke Temple.

The hall is dark, and the candles are dark and green.

Jiuyou faced everyone with his hands behind his back, and behind him were the spiritual positions of the great ghosts and gods. The scene was as gloomy as the underworld.

"From now on, you will be the Taoist children of the inner sect, and you will receive three Taoist salaries every month. I hope you will continue to work hard and become a formal Taoist priest as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Master!"

"Everyone who passed this time will go to Dugongyuan to get a bottle of Qi-raising pill, let's go!"

"The leader stays!"

After everyone stepped down, Jiuyou looked at Song Lin and smiled and said, "The Taoist Dharma is very sharp, where does it come from?"

Song Lin told the places he had arranged in advance one by one, and told the spells, mirrors, and the existence of Miasma Green Beads that he was good at.

These are nothing, and it is only to hide deeper opportunities.

"The top-grade magic weapon? It's not bad. Remember not to rely on the benefits of magic weapon to waste your own Taoism."

Under the gloomy hall, Jiuyou's face was gloomy and sunny, with moonlight flashing between his eyebrows, sometimes ferocious and sometimes kind-hearted.

It seemed as if there was some monster suppressing in the body.

"Disciple knows." Song Lin glanced at it and was shocked.

This person is so powerful and his feeling is like he met the underworld demon king, with green face and fangs, a stubborn head, and a stunning stance, and an eagerness to eat people.

"Go, tomorrow morning, remember to go to Dugong Academy to choose one piece of magic, magic weapon, and elixir."

Song Lin walked out the door.

squeak!

The thick and rich doors are automatically closed.

In the hall, the right half of the face of the Jiuyou Taoist became dark at some point, with demons on the right and humans on the left.

"Uh!!" Jiuyou whispered in pain, holding the altar with both hands to prevent himself from falling down.

The altar was filled with blue smoke, transforming into various demonic forms, and was sucked into Jiuyou's mouth. It took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Haha, Fengtai throws the dragon..." Jiuyou murmured to himself, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and then he hid it deeply.

Now is not the time, whether it is a campaign or a team.

Everyone knows the thought of Huo Yun, the Taoist Lord, who does not want to step down, and at this time he participates in competition or takes the team, and he doesn't know how he can easily express his opinion.

Unfortunately, the Taoist practice is limited, otherwise I would have run for the election without myself.

"It's a pity that there is no chance. I don't know when my injury will recover."

Jiuyou vomited a mouthful of blue smoke, and the blue smoke turned into a battalion of rampant soldiers.

"Go to Hantan, find a cave, see if there are any corpses, and secretly monitor it for a few days. If this person lies, he will be sent to the prison of heaven and force him to find out the opportunity."

"yes!"

The rampant army turned into fog and disappeared.

Jiuyou doesn’t take the best magic weapons and magical powers seriously, just be cautious, what if there is a better opportunity?

Song Lin seemed very at ease and kept his door closed. He either used the Taiyin bone mirror to practice, or looked at the items exchanged after research.

The reward of the leader is OK. Song Lin chose a Qiankun cloth bag that accommodates ten cubic meters, a method of practicing the Nine Yang Sword Talisman, and a bottle of feather pill.

He knew that there were people around him who were testing him, so if he saw it, let them see it.

These days, since the Tongshou Taoist is not in the Taoist temple, he continues to work in the Dharma Altar Warehouse and just pass by tomorrow.

Three days later.

Song Lin finally realized that the other party had left.

Secret room, doors and windows are closed.

Around them are the house guard talismans exchanged for ghost markets.

"It's time to open a new world." Song Lin thought to himself.

With the help of Taiyin Bone Diagram Mirror and a bottle of Feather Pill, we finally broke through to the late stage of fetal breathing and had been in the Tao for eight years.

I hope that the new world can bring different opportunities.

Only by becoming a Taoist boy can you have further freedom.

Thinking of this, Song Lin rolled up his sleeves and slashed hard on his wrist with a dagger.

Blood flowed.
To be continued...