Zi Yuan patted Song Lin on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, how did you find out?"

"Photo: If a demon becomes a Taoist immortal, he will absorb the sun, essence, and moon. I wonder if the Taoist soldiers will follow this example?"

Song Lin was talking nonsense, and he couldn't say that he knew it with the Taiyin Yuehua true qi.

"Yes, you are very talented. You can practice the method of raising ghosts and refining weapons with me in the future. Tell me, what else do you want? Just mention it!"

"Thank you, sir, I dare not ask for rewards."

Relying on the knowledge studied from another world, Song Lin successfully gained Zi Yuan's trust.

Taking advantage of Zi Yuan's good mood, Song Lin said intentionally or unintentionally: "Master, can the Taoist master know that the underground master? The underground master is about the same qualities as our immortal officials, right?"

"How is it possible? The underground lord is not a poor scattered general. We are Taoist priests who are recognized by the Dao to be of grade. How can we confuse them? Why do you ask these questions?"

"How should I subdue if I encounter an underground master? To be honest, I bought a message from the ghost market. There are low-level underground masters in Heishan, the north of the city, and I plan to subdue them as a guardian ghost general."

Song Lin was talking nonsense again.

Anyway, if you really want to go around for a few times, you will say you can't find it or you're cheated.

"It's very simple. Didn't you go from the ninth grade? Just use the Dharma Seal and Order Flag given to you by the Taoist temple, and then use the Dharma Talismanship Certificate to open the altar to suppress it."

Taoist priests are also heavenly officials, and ninth-rank sesame officials are also officials.

It can be suppressed directly on the level.

"So that's it..." Song Lin hesitated for a moment and said again, "Master, can you borrow your rampant soldiers and tiger talisman? I think it's still not safe enough."

After laying the foundation for so long, I finally expressed my purpose.

Zi Yuan stroked his beard and looked at the dog-headed Taoist priest with satisfaction. It was worth Song Lin, and borrowing a little force was nothing.

"Okay, how many troops will be borrowed."

"Ten thousand!"

"Okay...well? Are you going to fight the country?"

"Ahem, just be safe."

"Oh, okay, when will you go?"

"tomorrow."
Chapter completed!