Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

"This method is extremely ingenious."

Zhi Xin nodded in agreement.

If this is the case, then a portion of people can be drawn from each Taoist Temple for training.

Divide the functions into exorcism and supervision.

Exorcism can recruit people from below, as for supervision, it requires finding and training personnel.

Two days later.

The twenty-seven temple masters of Donghua Jungle, the Three Capitals and Five Masters, and the Eighteen Heads, all major stewards gathered together.

The senior members of Donghua Jungle stood in front of the dharma altar, followed by the newcomers.

Song Lin stepped out of the ranks to stand at the forefront.

In grand attire, he recited the scriptures.

Buzz buzz!!

With the sound of the dharma conch three times.

The ceremony was completed, and dark clouds flew from the horizon.

Seven people appeared on the dark clouds.

Each was dressed in black robes, with masks of evil ghosts on their heads, exuding an aura that warned strangers to keep away.

"These are the Sword Guards, Vice Envoys of the Evil Exorcism Altar, and they will enforce the rules. Each Taoist Temple is to provide twenty Qi Refining Taoists, from which the envoy of the Evil Exorcism Altar will select seventy for training."

Song Lin explained the rules to everyone.

From now on, one must hold the precepts and receive the liturgy under this altar.

Starting from the Taoist disciples, holding the precepts means adhering to the rules, or else punishment is inevitable.

This process seemed meaningless, which Song Lin once despised.

Now the thought was different.

This represents a form of legitimacy; since you have taken the precepts before the altar, there is a reason to control you.

The Taoist School has no reason to say anything, as the jungle can also have its private law.

The envoy of the Evil Exorcism Altar has the power to summon anyone, beyond the Taoist Temple and the jungle, as long as they are under the Donghua Alliance, they are subjected to their supervision.

Besides that, they also handle tasks of breaking temples and cutting mountains.

During the tasks of breaking temples and cutting mountains, each Taoist Temple is obligated to cooperate with them.

Suddenly appearing were seven Core Formation Stage experts, astonishing everyone.

Especially the Three Capitals and Five Masters of the jungle, they knew nothing of these emerging experts.

And judging from their aura, they weren't recruited externally, but cultivators of the Taoist School's Magic Vein.

This generated a deep sense of frustration within them.

"Return, tomorrow some will be selected by the envoy."

Meeting adjourned, Song Lin returned to the secret chamber to cultivate.

Now at the Purple Mansion Middle Stage realm, the next goal is Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, with the Nine-Transformation Indestructible Body reaching the Fifth Transformation.

Let them handle the mundane matters.

This time, only seven people were exposed, as for Xiangling, she was instructed to stay hidden.

After this grand meeting, everything resumed normally, the people from the Evil Exorcism Altar did not appear again.

Except for selecting people the next day, they were never heard from again, and no one knew where they went.

At first, it seemed like a small detour, just casually mentioned, who would have experts watching others every day.

In Donghua Jungle, a short, ugly Taoist returned drunkenly to his residence.

The mansion located in the suburbs, amidst a tranquil yet prosperous rich district.

Judging from the Scripture Talisman at his waist, it should be the Alliance Power Talisman, belonging to a cultivator of Divine Establishment Period.

His name is Chen Yong, the deputy head of Donghua Jungle, the assistant to one of the Eighteen Heads.

Chen Yong staggeringly opened the door.

"Master!"

Several servants quickly ran up to support him.

"Don't hold me, I'm happy today because I finally got promoted."

Chen Yong stumbled to the back courtyard, his face full of triumph.

He was among the first veterans after Song Lin succeeded, coming from a poor family and with an ugly appearance, he achieved his current status through hard work.

Back in the rear courtyard, a woman with a worried face looked at him coldly.

Chen Yong's blood rushed, angrily said: "Don't put on that face, how many years has it been?"

The woman didn't speak and turned away.

"I did snatch you away, so what? You lead a life of abundance and you're still not satisfied?"

Chen Yong tore at the woman's clothes, she was as pliable as a puppet.

The joy of Chen Yong's promotion immediately vanished.

"You still look down on me! What more do I need to do to satisfy you?"

He once had nothing, the woman before him was of noble birth, if not for a favor granted by his noble-born wife, he would have long been starved on the streets.

Back then, she was an unattainable existence, Chen Yong secretly vowed to repay her one day.

Later, he joined Donghua Temple and worked hard to finally achieve some success.

Subsequently, taking the opportunity during a training session, intending to visit old acquaintances.

At the door, it was just the engagement banquet, she was still as beautiful and kind as before, her husband was the son of a wealthy merchant.

Back then, she was still an existence he admired from afar, but he was now a Qi Refining cultivator.

In a flash of a thought, he could kill his rival.

With a weapon in hand, murderous thoughts naturally arose.

He was no longer the man he used to be, why not replace him, he was after all just an ordinary mortal.

After the engagement banquet, the fiancé died of tuberculosis.

Chen Yong used means to forcibly marry her back, since she learned her husband was killed by him, she hadn't smiled once in ten years.

This made him all the more inferior and angry, acting more reckless, forgetting past ideals.

He wanted the most delicious food, the most luxurious mansion, the most loyal servants.

"Don't wear that face, you'll never escape my grasp, I am of the Donghua Sect, who dares to touch me? Not even the Prefectural Governor!"

"And what about me?"

A figure wearing a black iron mask emerged from the void.

A waist tag read Evil Exorcism Altar True Guard.

"Who are you?" Chen Yong's pupils shrank, thinking of something unfortunate.

"Chen Yong, come with me!"

The True Guard spoke with an irresistible tone.

"No! Don't! I have made contributions to the jungle, I want to see the Taoist Master! The Taoist Master knows me!"

Chen Yong fell to the ground.

The void condensed and displayed a black text, detailing Chen Yong's sins.

"Chen Yong, unlawfully killed merchant Li Feng, Li Chuanshi, and Li Chuangle, forcibly abducted three women, plundered thirty thousand taels in wealth, and a mansion. Violated the Three Laws of not appearing as a saint in the Mortal World, and the nine prohibitions of no killing, no licentiousness, no stealing, no cheating. Unforgivable crimes, execute!"

Swoosh!

The black light passed, and Chen Yong vanished, the woman's expression gradually regained some vitality.

The next day, officials confiscated the property, returning the stolen wealth to each household, and the woman received her original property, never marrying again, devoting herself to good deeds.

The same scenario occurred in various corners of Donghua Jungle.

The violators either died, got captured, were crippled, or demoted.

For a time, everyone in the jungle was alarmed.

The higher-ups in the jungle were even more baffled, feeling isolated from the core of the jungle.

Shi Yinhua, Qingyu, and Wang Ziyue of the Three Capitals met Song Lin overnight.

"Taoist Master, isn't this too severe, considering most were meritorious officials, can't their merits offset their faults?"

"Merit is merit, fault is fault, they can't be equated. Even if he made meritorious deeds a second ago and committed faults the next, I will first reward then punish."

The foundation of the Donghua Jungle's establishment lies here, and there can be no slackening.

Everyone was left speechless.

Indeed, they had been somewhat negligent.

Song Lin spoke earnestly:

"A small slack today, another tomorrow, by the time you realize, it's already too late to save, it's incurably sick. Have you forgotten your original intentions? Forget where you climbed up from?"

"Perhaps you think you can handle it, but how much energy do you have? What about future generations? Relying on their self-awareness? It must be institutionalized one day, don't let the devils corrupt the Taoist tradition."

"I understand, we won't interfere with the Evil Exorcism Altar's affairs in the future, nor will we inquire."

Shi Yinhua and others said.

"Thank you for the Taoist Master's guidance."

"Return, there are many matters in the jungle."

Song Lin rose to see them off.

After a night of rest, he then set off for the back of Yin Mountain.

The actions of the Evil Exorcism Altar were far less than this.

He wanted to conduct a thorough temple busting and mountain cutting within the boundaries of Mei Mountain.

All demons, evil cultivators, immoral temples, and bad practices swept clean, completely eradicated, faces saved for no one's power.

Therefore, he must personally oversee!

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