Wet viviparity

Chapter 376: Weide, a small meeting
"Eight altars determine eight generals, and eight generals settle the evil ridge."

Above the jade aura, Lu Daojun spoke and decided the most important matter of this conference.

Next, it was the time to arrange the rest of the Taoists. Some were assigned to be followers of the Eight Generals, some were sent to various places in the mountains as roving envoys, some were assigned to various large towns to make elixirs, and some were assigned to logistics.

From what Ji Ming heard, there were very few people who could actually participate in the fight.

This is not a war among mortals, nor is it a bloody fight between tens of thousands of people. Rather, it is a battle of wits in which great power is concentrated in one person. The decisive factor for victory lies more in the elite individuals. If the Taoists do not have any special skills and are not blessed by the gods, they will be cannon fodder.

Of course, this does not mean that Ji Ming denies the majority or the collective. When power is limited, the law will end. Individuals lay the foundation for victory, and the collective supports and continues this victory.

After the conference, the atmosphere of war became even more intense. The Taoists gathered in the mountains and hills were taken away one by one to various places to contribute their strength to World War II. Everyone was disrupted, and relationships and human connections had to be re-established.

They were panicking, but more importantly, they were expecting something. If they were rich, they could just live in the secular world or in the downtown area. They came to attend the conference just for that unrealistic dream of becoming an immortal.

Five days after the conference, the deacons of the upper government were still assigning disciples and arranging tasks.

Among those waiting for assignment, there was a boy with a fat head and big ears, wearing two buns and a coarse linen shirt. He pushed through the crowd and rushed to the steward of the upper mansion, saying, "I want to serve under General Zhang Dao."

The deacon became annoyed when he heard this, but when he saw that the boy had a look of great spiritual insight, he began to explain patiently.

"The eight Taoist generals have the right to select candidates, but as far as I know, Senior Brother Zhang from our Shangfu usually selects disciples who are familiar with him to listen in, and they must have magic skills and magic tools at hand."

The boy interrupted and said, "I'm talking about the other Senior Brother Zhang."

"Golden boy!"

The deacon nodded in understanding, took a serious look at the boy, and said, "Brother Jintong had already appointed all the disciples of Heguan on the first day after the conference, as well as some of the disciples in Fayan Branch Court and Sibeiyun Temple."

"Then how can we get to Senior Brother Jin Tong?"

The boy asked anxiously.

The deacon patted the book in his hand and said, "Those who have registered as Taoists will be assigned in the mountain. What is your name?"

“Ruyi, Ding Ruyi.”

The boy said.

The steward flipped open the book, glanced at it, and said, "You are lucky. You are a disciple of our Taoist temple and have been assigned to the fire room in the Zongjue Square. As long as you accumulate enough working hours, you can be appointed as a fire Taoist and enjoy a monthly salary of thirty talisman coins, a box of pearls, and a bushel of fine rice."

"No, I'm going to go to Senior Brother Jintong."

Ding Ruyi said persistently.

The deacon felt somewhat helpless. He looked at the disciples waiting nearby and was about to use his strong men to drive the boy aside when he suddenly felt that there were some extra objects in his sleeves. He quickly put his hands into his sleeves and took out a few beads.

Taking a quick look, the pearls were colorful and undoubtedly treasures.

"When did you give it to me?"

The deacon was shocked and said to himself, then looked at the book again. The information in this book was copied from everyone's Taoist books, and basically covered all the important experiences of the Taoists.

According to the records in the book, the origins of this Taoist boy in our Taoist temple were unknown, but not long after, he passed the Taoist examination and was noted in the Taoist annals.

"Please give me some advice, Deacon."

Ding Ruyi raised his hand and clasped his fist.

"Haha~ Junior Brother Ding, you don't have to do this." After a short moment, the steward decided to sell it and said, "If you are very willing, the upper house will not stop you. However, if you tell me your relationship with Senior Brother Jintong, it will be much easier for me to handle it."

"Brother Jintong saved my life."

Ding Ruyi said this.

"Okay, that's enough.

I will first arrange you to a talisman room in the Leixi Great Hall of Lanyinfang. That is one of the Taoist properties of Senior Brother Jintong, and it stores some basic armor and horse talismans, miasma-avoiding talismans, etc., as well as a new type of firewood talisman made by Senior Brother Jintong.

If you do well there, Senior Brother Jintong will naturally come to see you."

"Okay, let's go here and ask the deacon to make the arrangements."

Ding Ruyi said happily.

The steward looked at the innocent boy and said with a smile, "Then you have to work hard. Brother Jintong will lead the troops of the old camp to bypass the mountains in the ridge and reach the south of the ridge, which is behind Panku.

He will cooperate with the five great generals of Lingbei to attack from the north and south, so you don't have much time left."

The cranes are singing and the cranes are watching.

A small meeting at the end of the conference is held here, where everyone is eager to find their own role and get closer to the role around the Taoist general.

Ji Ming did not show up at this small meeting, and left full authority to Shu Si and Qian Geng. These people in Heguan were not the ones who made the overall decisions, so there was no need to meet them one by one, win their hearts, and ensure fairness in rewards and punishments.

In the temple, a distant visitor led a group of monks. These monks were received and participated in a small meeting with the disciples of Heguan and some disciples of Fayan Bieyuan, and listened to the arrangements, but this distant visitor came to the ancestral temple alone.

He calmed down outside the temple for a long time, but his heart was still restless, and the beads in his hand seemed to be sparking.

In the ancestral temple, a familiar, nightmare-like voice was faintly heard. He knew that the man must have noticed that he was outside the door, but he just couldn't step in and didn't dare to face this person again.

Especially when this man exercised his privilege to recruit disciples from their Sibeiyun Temple, a great chaos broke out in his Sibeiyun Temple just because of this recruitment.

He wiped the sweat off his smooth forehead and walked into the ancestral hall, where he saw a Taoist priest sitting on the altar with a hanging curtain named "No Taboos" and talking to three or four Taoist priests on the altar.

"The Taoist has granted me a special privilege. No matter how great or small your achievements are in the battle, I will certainly reward you with good deeds, talisman money, etc."

On the altar, Ji Ming spoke to everyone.

"With this kind of support, it's enough to build a separate one outside the city."

Lin Shuijun said with some emotion.

Taoist Xuan Jing looked at the sweaty Abbot Jueguang of Sibeiyun Temple who had just arrived, then turned around and said, "It can be seen that the upper house is doing everything possible to provide the best conditions for the Taoist generals, otherwise the second master would not be assigned to be with Senior Brother."

Lin Shuijun nodded in agreement, and another person sitting here, Wen Daoyu, said: "That's right, but if no results can be achieved in a short period of time, then the privileges and resources will be concentrated on those Dao generals who have achieved results.

The next generation of Taoist masters of Taiping Mountain will first be promoted from the Eight Dao Generals here."

After saying this, Wen Daoyu noticed that everyone was a little quiet and the atmosphere was slightly stagnant for a moment, and he immediately realized the problem.

Jin Tong may not be the weakest among the Taoist generals, but his accumulation of high-level dragon and tiger skills is definitely not among the top ones. During the dragon-tiger intercourse in the late third realm, the golden blood in his body has not been completely replaced.

If this is the case, even if one has made the greatest contribution, it will be difficult for him to be the first to achieve the Golden Elixir, because a lot of accumulation requires time. What he said just now touched upon some taboos.

Lin Shuijun narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered, "Zhelongzi is indeed worthy of being a capable envoy."

Wen Daoyu gave a bitter smile and quickly acted weak and pitiful, "It's just because I'm in charge of winning over the people in Tianteng Mountain in the Southern Wasteland, and recently I became a Taoist couple with Huang Ling, a disciple of Tianteng Mountain, so I was appointed as the Youyi Envoy.

This title sounds nice, but it is used to show favor to Tianteng Mountain, because in the eyes of the upper house, I am already half a member of Tianteng Mountain."

"All right."

Ji Ming spoke, and the sound stopped immediately.

“Linshui Jun, and Jiehuo Jun, Zhelongzi, and Xuanjing who are meditating in the blessed land, you are sitting with me on this altar called the one with no taboos, facing the tablets of the ancestors in the ancestral hall, which proves that you are my family in my heart.

Since we are one family, we should not have different opinions. We still have a long way to go in the future."

As he spoke, Ji Ming looked at Zhi Guang, the current abbot of Sibeiyun Temple, and said, "Do you want to go up to the altar?"

"miss you!"

Zhiguang folds his hands together.

Ji Ming looked at Zhi Guang until he saw him sweating profusely, then he said, "I won't say much else. In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures should be taken. Let the temple hand over the head of Sister Su Luo from the Fangsha Cave in Heshan. I will not pursue the rest of the people, and the past will be over."

Such straightforward words made everyone stunned, but they soon felt it was normal.

Everyone here has dealt with Ji Ming more than once, and they all know Ji Ming's true style of doing things. However, Jin Tong usually covers it up, but in wartime, under pressure, Jin Tong must cut the Gordian knot.

On the first day after the conference, Jintong was the first to exercise the right of conscription. When he recruited some disciples from the Sibeiyun Temple, he had already decided the life and death of some people.

"I've heard of Master Ji Hai."

Xuan Jing gently persuaded Zhi Guang, "When Su Luo died, she was the first one to stand up and denounce my brother. She has not been very quiet in recent years and has colluded with many people to seek revenge. Sacrificing her, who is about to die, in exchange for the peace of the whole temple for thousands of years to come, this deal is something that everyone would consider."

"Yes."

Zhiguang’s robes were soaked through, and he took out a box and presented it to the emperor.

"Master, the heads of the other rebels in the temple have all been processed and sealed in this box."

"You did it?"

Jiming asked.

Zhiguang kowtowed, not daring to look up, tears streaming down his face, and said, "Brother, it was this Jihai demon nun who did it herself. She must have been overwhelmed by your might and virtue, and so she wiped out all the rebels and committed suicide."

"Haha~"

Ji Ming laughed, and everyone laughed. Zhiguang also laughed, crying while laughing.

"He is indeed afraid of power but not virtue. However, he is brave enough to sacrifice himself. He is quite courageous. He is a real character."

(End of this chapter)