I am immortal

You are late.

I had no choice but to come find you.

It fell into the Taoist's ears, like thunder on the ground, causing all the blood to dissipate from his face bit by bit, and his body trembled slightly, because he heard the equal attitude contained in this sentence, don't He said that he, a descendant who relied on his elder Yu Meng, could not have such a good relationship with the mountain god even if he was the ancestor three hundred years ago!

Damn it... why does such a person appear here...

Without him, I would have succeeded today!

This Taoist was filled with hatred.

Li Puyu was stunned. She wanted to raise her head to look at Qi Wuhuo next to her, but she was worried that doing so would offend the mountain god.

But I still want to see it!

But I dare not!

His body froze.

The minds of everyone here are blank, in a trance, as if they are in a dream, as if the entire lobby is depressed.

Until the young man's voice sounded: "Thank you."

"I was a little late...and I still need you to come to me."

There was no agreement about drinking, it was just a random excuse given by the mountain god.

But Qi Wuhuo still responded like this.

The tiger laughed.

A strong wind rose invisibly, lifting up the people in the room. Li Yuelin quickly recovered his senses and said respectfully:

"Today there are demons and monsters harming people. Fortunately, the mountain god protects you and shows his power. In the future, a good man will be at the foot of the mountain to build a golden temple for you. Year after year, he will continue to worship."

The mountain god said: "No need."

"I am not the so-called gods whom you worship with incense."

"I am like a mountain."

"If you go into the mountain and don't worship, you should do the same when you see me."

After saying that, he took Qi Wuhuo's arm and walked out. He lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the huddled up Taoist priest. The latter tried hard to control his breath and pretended to be dead to prevent himself from being noticed, but this was naturally Impossible, the mountain god asked: "How to deal with this person?"

Qi Wuhuo saw the wooden sign tied to the belt around his waist.

The vague memories of the past came back again. He paused and said:

"I have something to ask him."

The mountain god nodded and said calmly:

"Then don't kill him yet."

Five ordinary words, filled with murderous intent!

The Taoist's face instantly turned pale.

He was about to beg for mercy, but he heard a roar of a tiger that shook the heavens and the earth, and his soul immediately froze. Even though his lineage also has the means to cultivate the soul, which can resist many spells, but at this moment, there is no way. It was of little use, but his soul was directly shaken away, and his cultivation level was ruined.

"It's an evil cultivator who kills living people and uses the living person's yang life to extend his own life."

"We can't let him live in this world."

The mountain god whispered, and the tiger's Dharma was just an opening of his mouth. The strong wind swept through, and rolled up the Taoist priest, getting smaller and smaller, and swallowed it directly. The man's sleeves and robes transformed by the mountain god were swept away, and the tiger's Dharma behind him was like the wind. Dispersed, turned back and said to everyone: "Then I will borrow the guest away. I am really sorry for disturbing everyone's enjoyment."

Li Yuelin said with utmost respect: "It should be like this, it should be like this."

Qi Wuhuo bowed his hands to everyone.

Then he followed the mountain god and moved forward.

After walking no more than three or five steps, the clouds gradually rose, and the howling wind was lifted up by the large clouds. He walked away before his eyes. Looking back, he saw that the Li family's house was getting smaller and smaller, and finally it was even smaller. The town with more than 10,000 houses looked like something out of a painting. People were coming and going on the avenue, and their footsteps were hurried. Qi Wuhuo suddenly thought of his childhood.

Squatting under the big willow tree outside the door, watching the ants working hard and coming and going during the day.

Now that I think about it, isn’t it the same for everyone, and isn’t it the same for me?

Momentarily dazed.

Flying in the air and riding the wind, we arrived at the mountain in a blink of an eye. The clouds dispersed and the wind calmed down.

Qi Wuhuo recognized that this was the place where the tiger discussed the Tao before.

It's just that today there are no spiritual beasts who understand spirituality, but a few old men.

The leader was wearing a rather loose official uniform, with a head full of silver threads, and was holding a crutch that was taller than himself. He had kind eyes and a gentle smile.

Qi Wuhuo said in confusion: "This is..."

The mountain god said: "I was chatting with some friends today, and I felt that there was evil in the Li family, so I stopped by to take a look."

Doubts arose in the land of Xunhe Town, and doubts arose in my heart.

It's strange, didn't the mountain god just take advantage of the strong wind and run away when he heard about the location of the evil spirit?

How could this be by the way?

Why not just say that you went to save people personally?

If he directly said that he was going to save people and relieve disasters, wouldn't it be another huge favor?

Do you want to leave the favor that comes to your door?

It's really strange.

The mountain god then said to several landowners: "I'm here today to introduce you to a good friend."

The tiger pointed at the old man who was most elegantly dressed in a military robe and said: "This is the Fude Zhengshen of Xunhe Town, named Tao Chen. This land was once a cultivator, and he followed Taoism. He is orthodox, can control the wind and thunder with one hand, and is not much worse than a real person from the Taoist sect."

The old man smiled and stroked his beard and said, "He's just a little land god. How can he compare with real people?"

"It flatters me."

While speaking politely, he opened his eyes, and there was a spiritual light flowing in his eyes, looking left and right.

But I have never seen anyone who could make this highly practiced mountain god value such an introduction so much, I couldn't help but be surprised.

The mountain god pointed to another old man with a huge forehead and wearing brown cloth, and said: "This is the land from Xinda Township to Canglin Mountain. It is called Shenhongxue. The area it governs is vast. Within this range, no matter whether it is Both monsters and monsters, as well as human monks, must offer three incense sticks. If there is any dispute, they must seek him to make a decision. He is highly respected and respected."

Finally, he pointed at the only tall old man with white hair and white beard, who looked like a Taoist priest, and said:

"This is the God of Good Fortune in the area under Canglin Mountain next to him. His name is Luo Yizhen. He was once a cultivator. When his life was up, he didn't want to follow the path of ghosts, immortals, and gods, so he chose to be in harmony with the earth's veins and regulate the earth's veins. Gao Shen, I also learned a lot from him.”

The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "Your methods are clearly superior to mine, so don't let me offend you."

The mountain god then looked at Qi Wuhuo, who was wearing a blue shirt, and said:

"This is the good friend I want to introduce you to."

? ! ! !

The three Fude Land Gods were all stunned, and their eyes crossed each other.

With their eyesight and knowledge, they could tell at a glance that the young man in front of them could not even condense his innate energy, and he could not even hold on to the title of Taoist Master. At best, he could be regarded as a scholar of Taoism. No matter how carefully he looked, Look, the lifespan is not even a hundred years, at most it is more than seventy years old.

The mountain god said slowly: "This friend's name is Qi Wuhuo. He is very knowledgeable about the Tao."

"It is even more wonderful in the practice of Yuan Shen's method!"

"Everyone is practicing in these mountains and rivers. We met each other today and walked around a lot."

The tiger's tone was solemn, and he looked after the young man very much. Mr. Tao was the first to react. He stood up with a smile and cupped his hands and said:

"I see, the little old man has met the Taoist priest."

The other two locals also stood up and took the initiative to greet them, calling them Taoist priests.

Qi Wuhuo saw that this was the Tiger Mountain God taking the initiative to introduce him to the mountain gods and earth creatures in this area, so he returned the favor.

He is known as the God of Fortune and Righteousness.

The Tiger Mountain God laughed and said: "That's right, that's right. We are all friends. We can move around more often in the future!"

"Come on, come on, sit down, sit down!"

He knew that Qi Wuhuo recognized the old man, but he had traveled all over the world in his life, and he also knew that such a person would not stay in one place for a long time. When leaving, he would at most give some fate, but not anything extraordinary. Qi Wuhuo Huo didn't follow, so he introduced the land and mountain gods he recognized to Qi Wuhuo. He invited a few people to sit down at a round table, took out the jug and poured wine. Tao Taigong smiled and said:

"But what is the reason for such a strong evil spirit in this town?"

The fierce tiger replied: "An evil cultivator who practices Yin and Longevity."

With a sweep of his sleeves and robe, the Taoist fell to the ground like a gourd.

The Taoist priest fell to the ground and wanted to escape again, but when he raised his head, he was stunned.

I saw all the mountain gods here.

Beside the stone table, the plum blossom tree was in bloom, and the immortals were drinking wine, and the young man was among them.

He lowered his head and watched the names on his Dharma Vein Jade light up one by one.

The Taoist felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He raised his feet, but couldn't move any further.

Bitterness, bitterness.

What kind of slate did I kick on...

He staggered and held up his hands.

Worship to the end.

Menghu held the flask and poured wine, looked at Qi Wuzhuo and said, "Wuhuo, if you want to ask anything, just ask."

Qi Wuhuo looked at the Taoist with a flattering smile on his face.

It was difficult to travel that year, and images of human tragedies emerged in my mind. The flags and flags fluttering on the 'vegetable market', and the gentleman who said that young people should live and walked into the market to exchange one life for another. All kinds of images flashed through his mind. , only the talisman words like thunder snakes were left.

After a long time, he said:

"That badge on your waist."

"Where did it come from?"