Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 135: The 131st Zhongnan Mountain discusses the fate of the masses; a decisive battle between Taoism and Buddhism!

Chapter 135: The 131st Zhongnan Mountain discusses the fate of the masses; a decisive battle between Taoism and Buddhism!

Before entering the story world, Song Lin summoned everyone.

"Temple Master!"

Everyone cupped their hands and bowed, their expressions becoming even more respectful.

Ever since they had witnessed Song Lin’s abilities, his prestige in their hearts had surpassed that of Jiuyou.

Water Technique Refining Soldiers, Thunder Law Refining Soldiers, and the Soldier Formation Map—none of them could compare to the previous temple master.

"Erlang God can now control Rampant Soldiers to unleash thunder; let’s call this move Thunderclap."

Using this technique is equivalent to a full-force strike at the Core Formation Stage.

This can be used as a trump card.

After all, once activated, it cannot be used again in a short span of time.

"Lu Qian, Wang Ziyue!"

A woman with a cape and faint scars on her face stepped forward.

Lu Qian had decent potential, and since Song Lin had rescued her from peril, she was absolutely loyal to him.

"I will teach you both the Five Thunders Talismanic Skill. Using the Five Thunders Talisman, combined with the Water Technique to dissolve it, will allow Rampant Soldiers to comprehend the essence qi of the Five Thunders and transform into Yellow Turban Warriors."

Song Lin passed this talismanic skill on to the two of them.

In various mythologies, Yellow Turban Warriors were the most used Taoist Soldiers, typically hidden within mystical artifacts. They are strong and large in stature.

Not only can they slay enemies, but they can also be used as laborers.

"Temple Master, I may need to close myself off for a while to prepare for breaking through Divine Establishment." Shi Yinhua suddenly spoke.

"Oh? That’s quite impressive. By the way," Song Lin suddenly remembered something.

"Behind Hidden Sword Manor, there’s a laurel tree rich in Taiyin Moonlight energy. In the future, if there are any talented candidates in the Taoist Temple, they can absorb Taiyin Moonlight from there. You all can visit occasionally as well."

The laurel tree had no use for him anymore.

It could serve as a sect resource, letting the temple geniuses absorb its Taiyin Moonlight.

"Can I go?" Lu Qian asked. She cultivated the sixth-rank Taiyin Qi of the Taoist Temple, which is essentially a branch of Taiyin Moonlight energy.

"Of course."

As the temple master, the more geniuses in the Taoist Temple, the better.

"Also, Lin Qing, make sure to summarize the merits earned in the past few days. Prepare a list for rewards. If we’re short on resources, I’ll go to Mei Mountain Jungle to secure the rewards later."

"Li Jing, you’re now appointed as the Grand Commissioner Institute Master of Shi Yinhua. Collaborate with Lin Qing to tally the Taoist Merit and yin merit gained from this Evil Extermination Jiao."

Song Lin instructed.

Afterward, he assigned tasks to administrative Taoist Li Hu and Ghost Market Taoist Dongyang, asking them to take advantage of the current peace to begin business expansions.

Everyone took their assignments one after another and went out to execute them.

Being the temple master wasn’t actually that busy. In fact, Song Lin had more free time than when he was a steward, as the Three Capitals and the Eight Deacons handled most of the tasks.

The temple master’s primary role was to oversee major events.

Besides, the rhythm in the cultivation world is inherently slow; it might take years before there’s a major event requiring the temple master’s personal attention—most of the time, it’s merely performing the liturgy for new Taoists.

Some temples even bestow the additional title of "Chief" to the Capital Management Master to delegate decisions on major affairs.

All in all, the temple master’s most important duties are bearing responsibility for significant matters and leading by example. The higher the rank, the more leisurely life becomes.

After arranging all affairs, Song Lin returned to the Nuogao Record World.

...

Thirty-five years into the Nuogao Record.

A sudden visitor descended from Zhongnan Mountain.

An unexpected "person."

"Why have you come here?" Song Lin asked in surprise.

Standing before him was a half-human-height golden chicken.

"They’re finally here, at the East Sea!" said the Fusang Golden Chicken.

It had been resting under a Fusang Tree, when it luckily spotted the Tianzhu monks ahead of time and managed to escape.

"Tianzhu Arhats?" Song Lin asked.

How did this Fusang Golden Chicken find him?

Aside from the Five Great Taoist Sects’ higher-ups, almost no one knew.

"Indeed."

"Where are they now?"

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"I’ll go!"

This creature had actually led them here.

At the mountain’s base, a middle-aged man slowly approached.

This man had dark skin, short hair, wore a dirt-yellow monk’s robe, and walked barefoot on muddy ground, with prayer beads dangling around his neck.

Each step he took shortened the distance significantly.

Behind him was a large white elephant—but he didn’t ride it.

The monk took three steps forward and soon stood before Song Lin.

Seeing that this person bore no hostility, Song Lin didn’t act immediately but instead chose to observe, curious about his intentions.

"Amitabha Buddha, the Third Arhat Sahpohe greets the benefactor."

Sahpohe recited the Buddha’s name while bowing courteously.

"Benefactor, please do not misunderstand. This humble monk harbors no ill intent and has come for the sake of all sentient beings."

"You’ve come uninvited to my Zhongnan Mountain—isn’t this a provocation?" Song Lin retorted.

"This humble monk sees that the benefactor also cares for all living beings. Why persist in opposing the Buddhist Sect rather than joining us to save the world?" Sahpohe beseeched earnestly.

"Three hundred years from now, the Dragon King shall awaken, floods will engulf the earth, and Master Vajra will descend upon the Sahpohe World, united in wisdom, compassion, and the power to subdue evil, for the sake of all sentient beings. Together, we should build a Buddha Country on earth and strive to help all escape this calamity."

This speech made Song Lin frown deeply.

What was all this nonsense?

An old monk suddenly arrives, standing on moral high ground, delivering a long barrage of rhetoric.

"Wait, did I hear this correctly? You guys cause destruction, yet also claim to save the world."

The truth was that cultivators often displayed divine skills, misleading mortals into blind faith.

Back then, King Wu had chased away the Four Sea Dragon Kings with clear reasoning.

The mortal world must separate from celestial influence—gods would remain gods, humans would remain humans.

Yet these people were still dissatisfied and sought to destroy the mortal world.

Now this group was blaming him for not saving the world?

How could there be such shameless individuals in the world?

"If you want to save the world, go chop off the heads of the Four Sea Dragon Kings first."

As he spoke, the Coiled Dragon Jade at his waist transformed into a fierce coiled dragon, slowly winding around Song Lin’s body, preparing to strike.

"I am an Arhat—you cannot harm me, nor can I harm you. Fighting like this would be a foolish waste of effort."

Sahpohe remained fearless, having already prepared for sacrifice prior to coming here.

Tianzhu saw Song Lin as difficult to control, and Song Lin couldn’t easily deal with their forces, so they sent someone to persuade him.

"Fine, then!" Song Lin retracted his weapon. "Indeed, continuing to fight would make it difficult to reach a conclusion!"

"Let’s set a twenty-year truce! Tianzhu and the Central Plains will stay out of each other’s way. Twenty years from now, we’ll duel on Qiong Island at the South Sea!"

"Twenty years? Is the benefactor planning to advance to the Heavenly Human level by then? Wouldn’t that be unfair to us?" Sahpohe countered.

"The same applies—I’ll retreat to Taodu Mountain in the East Sea. I can train for however long I wish."

Song Lin didn’t want to prolong the conflict.

But relying solely on the Coiled Dragon Jade might be insufficient to deal with the remaining three Arhats. Thus, he set the date twenty years later.

Moreover, he had matters to attend to in the present. If he acted now, he might end up neglecting both sides.

"Agreed! This humble monk swears by the Buddha: the duel shall take place twenty years from today!"

Sahpohe had faith in Tianzhu and even greater confidence in Master Vajra Heavenly Person. This time, they would surely turn Song Lin into the Fourth Arhat.

"I swear by the Great Dao!"

At the peak of Zhongnan Mountain, the truce and duel between Tao and Buddha were thus established.

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