"Xuantong's secret?"

Song Lin felt a stern, it seemed that this honest and honest senior brother also had an unknown side.

Speaking of which, as a senior brother, he has no sense of existence and has an unusual side.

From seeing Xuantong's face just now, Song Lin knew that this guy was not simple.

"Xuantong has eleven mansions at the foot of the mountain, twenty-five wives and concubines, and five manors. This person is a pseudonym Lin Yuanwai at the foot of the mountain. His subordinates investigated a few days ago and found that Lin Yuanwai was Xuantong."

"Do you have evidence?"

Taoist priests in Laoshan prohibit their disciples from marrying wives and having children, and prohibit them from being infected with wealth and honor in the world.

If a practitioner wants to gain wealth, he must involve magic. Using magic to confuse mortals is a taboo.

Moreover, after having a family, he became timid and did not dare to fight with demons.

"Of course, Xuantong has seven sons, and the eldest son looks exactly the same as him, like a young version of Xuantong."

"I understand, you guys continue to investigate."

An inexplicable light flashed in Song Lin's eyes.

He speculated that not only Xuantong, but other disciples might have participated.

A few days later, when he met Yang Xing again, Yang Xing's right arm disappeared. Not only that, there were dark scars on his face, and the wound seemed to be corroded by something.

"Master, it's not good, there are people in Lin's house!"

Yang Xing said panting, covering his wound.

"What's going on?" Song Lin frowned, Yang Xing's body was full of evil spirits.

"I followed Xuantong, and sure enough, I saw him enter the Lin house. Then I met an old man in green. I shot out a ball of green smoke, and my subordinates became like this. Fortunately, my subordinates ran fast."

After returning, Yang Xing found that he was poisoned, so the hero cut off his arm.

"And what? He found out about your identity?"

"No."

"Okay, you go down to heal first and stay away from it next time."

After Yang Xing left, Song Lin's face became solemn.

According to legend, the miasma monster back then was an old man in green clothes.

It seems that decades have passed, and the miasma monster has not been far away, but is hidden around Laoshan.

If you guess correctly, senior brother Xuantong should have colluded with this demon.

As for the reason... you don't need to guess, it must be for the sake of glory and wealth, and the miasma monster must offer undeniable conditions.

"Luckily, I asked Yang Xing to investigate in advance, otherwise I wouldn't know how he died."

Unexpectedly, the traitor was by my side.

Should I tell the Taoist priests of Laoshan?

Song Lin thought about it and decided not to talk about it first. With the character of a Taoist priest in Laoshan, he would definitely break up.

Moreover, the other party has been hiding for so many years, and probably has already figured out the truth and reality.

The only hope for a turnaround in Laoshan Taoist Temple now is probably myself. No one knows that he has broken through the fetal breathing period and the existence of the Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun.

This is the only place in the dark.

If Song Lin makes good use of it, it might have a miraculous effect.

Thinking of this, he went back to investigate the method of breaking miasma.

The Xuanke Temple has a long history and a lot of information, which is not comparable to the Laoshan Taoist Temple.

Sure enough, he discovered ancient records in the library.

A plague occurred in a place. After investigation by people from Xuankeguan, it turned out that it was the miasma of the demon rat.

So the Taoist mixed betel nut, cinnabar, magnet, and fire pepper to make the blood of roosters and black dogs into the miasma.

When using it, use water to dissolve it and then sprinkle it around. Miasma must not invade this place. If you take it orally, you will not be afraid of miasma.

Later, the Taoist killed the demon rat and took out the poisonous beads from his body.

Poisonous beads are the essence of the demon rat. When the rat practices and breathes in a yin and damp and rotten land, beads will form over time.

This bead can release miasma and can be practiced into a magic weapon.

"Good thing." Song Lin's eyes lit up.

If you get such a thing, Song Lin will definitely consume the cause and effect and take this thing out.

For monks with shallow Taoism, the most important thing is magic tools.

Because monks at this level do not have a deep magical practice.

When you finish chanting the spell and casting the spell, the other party will have already pierced more than a dozen holes in your body using the magic weapon.

Song Lin remembered the prescription and ordered the other seventeen cavalry to collect materials to relieve miasma with all their strength.

The more the better, each person brings dozens of pairs.

Two months passed without realizing it.

Name: Song Lin

Realm: fetal breathing period

Taoism: Eight years

Supernatural powers: "Eight Secret Techniques of Zhigang Dao Ren", method of summoning birds, curse of stopping bleeding, and Taiyi sword technique.

Items: Sanyang Fire Sword, Qi Yang Dan Pill, Qianlong Shi Xi San, Jie Bai San.

During this period, Song Lin learned the method of summoning birds and the curse of stopping bleeding in Laoshan World.

At the same time, I learned a sword technique to cooperate with the use of the Sanyang Fire Sword.

Not only that, he also asked Yang Xing to find skilled craftsmen to create more than a dozen pairs of iron masks.

The mask covers the cloth soaked by Jie Jiansan, including a set of clothes soaked by Jie Jiansan.

It can be said that everything is ready, just waiting for the time to be ripe.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a dark secret room.

The candlelight is green and the fire is strange.

The hazy light and shadow should make the two people in the secret room look like ghosts.

An old man in green sat in the head seat, with his eyes wide open, and his pupils were straight.

Next to the old man is a middle-aged man with a loyal appearance.

"Xuantong, how are you prepared?" said the old man in green.

"I have all bought up the other seven junior brothers. Now I only follow my orders, and there is also a junior brother ninth, I have no contact with you."

"Why did you miss one?" The old man in green frowned and looked a little unhappy.

"This man is diligent in practicing and not moved by external things. His money and beauty cannot impress him." Xuan Tong said.

"Well, then, it's just killing one more person, and it's not too late. Take action in full fifteenth month!"

Hurry!

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man in green turned into a gust of cold wind and disappeared.

After the old man in green left, Xuantong relaxed her expression and collapsed on the chair, looking at the void, muttering to herself.

"Master, don't blame me for being unfilial. Who made you ignorant of your ability?"

What is the purpose of practicing Taoism? Most people are for glory and wealth, and for enjoying longer glory and wealth.

Few people are willing to hide in the mountains all day long.

This kind of life is boring even if it lasts a thousand years.

After practicing hard for several years, Xuantong could not hold back his loneliness and began to buy a house in the name of training in the mountains and raise a beautiful concubine.

Of course, he did not have the talent to do business, and he only had this career by relying on spells, fraud, robbery, or stealing.

Due to being too indulgent, the progress of practice is slow.

The first time I tasted the forbidden fruit, the first time I used magic to harm people, the first time I killed people... The precepts of the masters were all destroyed by Xuantong.

He was afraid that one day he would be exposed, and his master would not be able to spare him.

Just when he was frightened, the old man in green came to teach him the method of immortality and the method of hiding his breath, and promised to kill the Taoist priests in Laoshan together.

So a shocking plan kicked off.

"Old guy, Song Lin, enjoy the next time, you can live for half a month." Xuan Tong smiled coldly.

The reason why he didn't contact Song Lin was that he still had a secret in his heart.

That is, he hates Song Lin, who has a temperament that looks very much like his master when he was young.

One mind, one mind, one mind, and one mind.
Chapter completed!