Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 91: The Night of Killing Intent, The Method of Minor Liu Ren

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: The Night of Killing Intent, The Method of Minor Liu Ren

The third day.

The secret chamber was filled with thick, eerie mist, periodically echoing with the wails of ghosts and gods.

In the center of the swirling fog was a white-robed Taoist.

The Taoist held his breath and focused, as moonlight subtly formed around his breaths, his palms pressed together towards the heavens, holding a jade seal.

The jade seal emitted a white light that flickered like it was alive, breathing. On its surface were inscribed the names Donghua Great God and Temple Emperor.

Around him stood countless Rampant Soldiers.

The mist coalesced further, forming a handsome young lord with a jade face clad in golden armor, holding a treasure-carved bow. Beside him stood a hunting dog, and on his shoulder perched an iron-beaked eagle with a third eye on its forehead.

The Erlang God opened his eyes, noticing Song Lin staring at him as well, and knelt on one knee: "Greetings, Altar Master."

"You still remember me?" Song Lin was amazed.

After some inquiries, he realized he had misunderstood.

The Erlang God only had memories from the Guan River Mouth and was loyal to Song Lin because he was the Temple Emperor and had summoned him.

Upon realizing this, Song Lin felt relieved.

It was a blessing he did not remember the events that followed.

In this strange world, there were many mysterious skills, and there was no guarantee someone wouldn’t be able to uncover memories through spells. It would be troubling if someone discovered his secrets.

The Temple Emperor Seal could summon five thousand men. Previously, with his Secondary Eighth Rank position, he could summon five hundred, meaning the number of people summoned increased tenfold with rank.

Among the ranks were various powerful Rampant Soldiers, all products of the training in the Altar Temple World.

Apart from them, there were the Water Snake Soldiers and Erlang’s infantry, among others.

With a mere thought, Song Lin dismissed the Rampant Soldiers, replacing them with a group of soldiers with pit viper heads.

These were Water Snake Soldiers, and the Water Snake Soldiers spewed forth Water Snake Evil Qi, capable of summoning storms and rains. When the auras of five thousand Water Snake Soldiers combined, they formed a giant serpent hundreds of feet long, wielding immense power.

When using the Temple Emperor Seal, a red Other Shore Flower pattern always appeared in the middle of his forehead.

This was the blessing of the Temple Emperor Seal.

Song Lin opened the Monster Chronicles.

Name: Song Lin

Realm: Qi Refinement Realm

Taoist Realm: Twenty-eight years (500/2000)

Divine Skills: [Moon Cultivation Great Witch][Temple Blessing], Guang Chengzi’s Qi Gong, Taiyin Secret Technique, Temple Taoist Skill, Peace Xuanke Refining True Qi Technique.

Song Lin had organized and practiced the Taoist skills he learned in the Altar Temple World.

The spells learned in Altar Temple World were numerous, and after mastering them, they surpassed the past Lao Mountain Dao and Moon Cultivation Skill, indicating they would no longer appear on the panel.

Among the spells learned in Altar Temple World, the most potent was the Water Technique Refining Soldiers Technique.

This technique could alter the pattern of the Rampant Skill. If spread widely, it would enable everyone to train soldiers, but for now, this spell would not be exposed.

Moreover, there was an additional blessing [Temple Blessing]: immune to all evils, accepting all ghosts, all Rampant Soldiers, and ghosts and gods could serve as eyes, being in an environment filled with yin energy could accelerate the rejuvenation speed of True Qi.

Additionally, there were skills like Wood Control Skill, Five Thunders Palm, Rain Spreading Technique, earth tunneling technique, Little Liuren, and more.

Combined with the original spells, they broadly encompassed the spells of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth elements.

Hua!

At this moment, a thousand paper cranes flew over.

Song Lin opened the thousand paper cranes, on which a symbol was drawn.

This was Taoist Ziyuan’s symbol, representing today’s action.

"Finally, it has come." Song Lin’s gaze was profound, then he flew back to the Yin Yang Altar.

The sun set in the west as darkness enveloped the night.

Dark clouds obscured the moonlight, plunging the earth into pitch blackness.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

The corridors of the Taoist Temple were shrouded in an eerie green mist, and occasionally Taoist Soldiers in black and white silently prowled back and forth, moving in a strange and mysterious manner.

The Master’s Hall.

Jiuyou sat cross-legged.

Crack!

The main gate of the Taoist School opened, admitting an elderly Taoist with white hair.

"Hmm? Why have you come?"

The newcomer was Taixuan.

Taixuan knelt with a thud.

"Disciple is unable to fulfill the role of temple master. Master, being still vigorous and strong, should not relinquish the position."

"You are indeed filial, rest assured, if I bestow it upon you, it’s yours, and no one can take it."

"As for Ziyuan..."

"Hmph, that kid, ignore him." Jiuyou snorted coldly.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a roaring explosion.

Boom!

Flames filled the sky, illuminating the void.

"Fire!"

Chaos erupted outside, followed by the clamor of battle cries.

Jiuyou seemed to realize something, his face pale, blood spewed from his mouth as he roared in rage, "You vile creature!!"

"Master, don’t get angry, your disciple will quell the rebellion for you."

"Pass my command, Ziyuan’s followers are to be killed without exception!"

"Yes!"

Taixuan hurriedly left the hall.

The door shut automatically, Jiuyou’s expression immediately returning to normal.

Outside the Taoist Temple, Ziyuan led fifty thousand Rampant Soldiers, and three hundred Dog-headed Taoists descended upon the yin-clouds. The mountain gate swung open, and Patrol Housekeeper Murong Feng awaited nearby.

"My lord, three thousand Rampant Souls await your command."

"Kill!"

"As you command!"

Elsewhere, Tongshou Taoist led his Copper Man Iron Man disciples to act, controlling various terrains and passes, etc.

Guest Steward Dao Wen also took control of the Yunshui Hall area, setting fire everywhere.

The two archivists from the Grand Commissioner Institute, along with the Taoist Soldiers, killed Taixuan’s informants on the spot.

Everything proceeded smoothly; all that was left was a blaze.

Ziyuan glanced towards the Yin Yang Altar, seeing no activity there, instructed his eldest disciple Lu Qingshan, saying: "You go have a look."

With that, Ziyuan’s eyes shot out lightning, his dharma robe billowing, and his Thunder Striking True Qi cascaded out, electric arcs crackling around him, forming a dharma image behind him half a foot taller.

Boom!

Ziyuan streaked across the sky like lightning.

To catch the king, one must first seize the king’s ministers. It wasn’t about conquering the land directly but taking down the key figure to secure victory.

Just halfway, someone blocked his way.

It was Taixuan and others.

"Junior Brother!"

...

Yin Yang Altar.

Song Lin didn’t destroy the Gathering Yin Formation of the altar; instead, he ordered heavy troops to guard it.

He always felt the temple master was not simple.

The temple master’s calmness was too much, he must have known Ziyuan’s intentions, but he didn’t intervene; instead, he acted nonchalantly, a little too calm.

Hua!

Just as he was thinking, a yin-cloud flew over from a distance.

Out of the yin-cloud came five hundred Rampant Soldiers and a middle-aged man.

"Song Lin! What are you up to!! Dilly-dallying!" Lu Qingshan drew out fifty Rampant Soldiers to land and scolded him upon meeting, the Rampant Soldiers behind quickly surrounding Song Lin.

"Ah, fate." Song Lin inexplicably sighed.

"What’s with your nonsense? Don’t you want the antidote anymore for the pills?"

"I meant, Ziyuan’s last disciple, is destined to die at my hands too."

"Also?"

Lu Qingshan suddenly realized something, his face changed drastically, and soon his legs tightened as green vines, grown from the ground unknown when tightly bound his legs.

"Enlighten!!"

Song Lin’s left hand pinched a Sword technique, and with his right palm, he pushed out a two-foot long blue lightning bolt. (The Sword technique is not the sword control technique. Many spells require a Sword technique, which involves joining the middle and index fingers together.)

Boom!

The lightning exploded on Lu Qingshan’s chest.

A white light followed swiftly, striking right between the eyebrows.

Lu Qingshan finally saw Erlang God behind Song Lin, drawing the bow.

His vision gradually blurred, only hearing Song Lin teasingly say: "Sorry, I’ve already cracked the pills."

With a thud, the body fell.

Life ended, dao vanished, and the Rampant Soldiers dissipated.

Boom boom!

The ground began to shake, almost as if experiencing an earthquake, dust quickly falling, with doors and windows creaking and cracking.

Song Lin frowned, looking at the three-zhang high wall.

From the wall above protruded a large, plump head, full of flesh, with long sharp fangs, constantly chewing something in the mouth, the round eyes like lanterns, mockingly looking at him.

The appearance was none other than Wuj Ji.

Seeing Song Lin’s gaze, Wuj Ji grinned: "What a show of internal strife, Song Lin, I’ve come to settle accounts with you."

Saying this, he extended a hand the size of a millstone towards Song Lin.

Boom!

Song Lin held the jade seal, unleashing another Five Thunders Palm.

Seizing the moment during the lightning explosion, he jumped out of the window, summoning two hundred Rampant Soldiers as a rear guard, while his hands rapidly changed hand gestures, chanting:

"The Little Liuren follows the movements of sun and moon, the hour clearly defines the palace!"

Little Liuren was a method taught by Wus Youxu for prognosticating fortune and disaster.

After determining a safe direction, Song Lin leaped over the wall.

"Hmm? A nice magic treasure, I’ll take it!" Noticing the jade seal in Song Lin’s hand earlier, a trace of greed flashed in Wuj Ji’s eyes.

Facing the fierce and vile Rampant Soldiers, Wuj Ji scoffed, opening his mouth and inhaling, swallowing all two hundred Rampant Soldiers into the Divine Ability Sky Demon Stomach.

The two soon crossed into the wilderness.

Suddenly, Song Lin stopped.

"Run? Why don’t you keep running?" Wuj Ji laughed, the two were less than a mile apart.

"Run?" Song Lin grinned malevolently, an Other Shore Flower emerging on his brow, as a red umbrella unfolded behind him, his silhouette gradually fading, "I’m just finding a burial ground for you!"

"Erlang God!!"

Saying this, Song Lin’s figure vanished.

At the same time, countless Rampant Soldiers surged from the heavens, underground, and the mountain forests.

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