Taoist Huang Ting

Lu Qingfeng got up and walked on Fufeng Mountain.

It can be seen that the war three thousand years ago caused considerable damage to the foundation of Fufeng Mountain, causing the spiritual energy to become thin and has never recovered.

Lu Qingfeng walked and sensed the atmosphere of the mountains with the help of the seal.

After the war, the earth's atmosphere was chaotic, causing constant disasters and weak ideas in Fufeng Mountain, six hundred miles away. Lu Qingfeng was in charge of the seal, exercised his legal duties, and carefully adjusted the earth's energy. This is a hard and delicate work that not only requires hard work day and night, but also requires great concentration.

Normally, the mountain god would have a priest to do the work for him, so Lu Qingfeng could only go into battle on his own.

Measure Fufeng Mountain step by step, constantly regulate the earth's energy, and return to the right path.

As the temperature of the ground becomes milder, disasters in Fufeng Mountain become less frequent, vegetation gradually grows stronger, and wild beasts multiply more powerfully.

Everything in heaven and earth has animism.

Lu Qingfeng is the mountain god, regulating the earth's energy and benefiting all spirits. Immediately, countless incense wishes mixed with gratitude and longing thoughts came across the void and were absorbed by the mountain god's seal in Lu Qingfeng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Slowly refine it and turn it into a star of divine power.

After gaining divine power, Lu Qingfeng could regulate the earth's energy faster.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

Time passes year by year.

It took Lu Qingfeng three years to deal with the first earth energy obstruction.

It took Lu Qingfeng five years to successfully deal with the second earth energy obstruction.

It took Lu Qingfeng eight years to successfully deal with the third earth energy obstruction.

…

Flowers bloom and fade.

The grass grows and the orioles fly.

Before you know it, it’s spring again.

The main peak of Fufeng Mountain.

I don’t know when, brick and stone buildings were erected, which reveal a bit of fairyland in their simplicity. Middle-aged, young, and teenagers wearing green robes were either breathing in the morning sun, practicing sword moves, or performing spells.

There are actually some ignorant spirits mixed in among them.

They meditate and practice martial arts and techniques.

On the mountainside, there is a mountain temple located with strong incense.

There are three more temples like this in Fufeng Mountain in Liubaili, located on the main peaks of the three major branches, where thousands of mountain people can worship.

This day.

A young Taoist priest in white robes held a sword to chase down a monster that was causing trouble in the countryside. He pursued it all the way to Fufeng Mountain.

The monster was cunning and dived into the dense forest without leaving a trace.

The young Taoist raised his eyes and looked around, and settled on one spot.

"Duh!"

The magic sword was released from his hand and shot away like a bolt of lightning.

boom!

More than a hundred feet ahead, the ground suddenly exploded. A radius of ten feet was turned into charcoal, revealing the traces of the monster.

It looks like a civet cat with a red tail.

It’s a red-tailed civet cat!

His body was covered in blood, and his skin and flesh were torn apart by sword marks, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Damn monk!"

The red-tailed civet cat was filled with hatred.

It has never been hunted like this before!

Not to mention running away in embarrassment, he also narrowly escaped death again and again. If he hadn't had a glimmer of hope, he would have turned back and shared life and death with this Taoist.

"Soon!"

"Not far ahead is Fufeng Mountain. I heard that in recent years, there is a mountain god in Fufeng Mountain who is so tyrannical that everyone in the wilderness will bow to him. If we can get his help, we will definitely escape the murder!"

The red-tailed civet cat has a lively mind.

After being blasted away by a sword, his speed increased by three points and he ran forward again.

"monster!"

"Where to escape!"

The young Taoist had a murderous look on his face, and the sword energy gathered under his feet. He used the virtual force to control the wind, and fell straight behind the red-tailed civet cat. The magic sword is in his hand, and his eyes are shining with wisdom.

It is clear that he has the ability to kill the red-tailed civet cat with one blow, but he has yet to make a killing move.

"Let's see where this monster wants to escape!"

Wang Pan remained expressionless, just closing the red-tailed civet cat tightly. After chasing him all the way, the red-tailed civet cat headed straight in this direction. If you talk about escaping for your life, it will never be like this.

The chase and escape soon covered dozens of miles.

"here--"

Wang Pan raised his eyes and saw a temple in the distance. Mountain people come and go, and the incense is quite prosperous.

The red-tailed civet cat saw it and ran straight over, shouting——

"Master Mountain God, save me!"

It's heartfelt and extremely sad.

"ah!"

"monster!"

"Where is the monster that comes to the door of the mountain god and complains?"

…

The mountain people who were entering and exiting the mountain temple to worship the mountain god were frightened by the red-tailed civet cat, and they all avoided it. But they didn't stay away, they just gathered together and whispered.

With the protection of the mountain god, no beast or monster can harm anyone in Fufeng Mountain!

"Mountain God?!"

Wang Pan looked around and his face suddenly became serious.

I was unaware of the pursuit just now, but now I realized that this place was lush and lush, with a good aura. Although it is not as good as Xianmen Lingshan, it is still a rare place for cultivation.

If he remembered correctly, Wang Pan remembered that this place was located in a remote place thousands of miles away, and practice was cut off. Very few monks came here very early, and spirits and monsters were also rare.

Unexpectedly, this mountain area is still hidden.

"Is it that mountain god?"

Wang Pan didn't dare to be careless, he made a sword gesture with his hand, and struck out with his sword, directly targeting the red-tailed civet cat!

A mountain god, at least a seventh-grade god, comparable to a true cultivator of Lingxu. And although his swordsmanship is superb and can be said to be invincible at the same level, his cultivation is only at the level of foundation building, and he is far from the enemy of seventh-level gods.

We must kill the red-tailed civet cat as soon as possible and withdraw from this mountain area. It will not be too late to come back after the investigation is clear.

At this time——

I saw a flash of light in the temple, and suddenly a middle-aged man wearing a scribe's robe appeared. As soon as it appeared, a brilliant sound came out of its mouth!

"Proclaim the decree of the mountain god!"

"The red-tailed civet cat is full of murderers and has malicious intentions. It deserves to be punished for its crimes!"

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The middle-aged scribe waved his sleeves, and a strong wind went straight towards the red-tailed civet cat.

"No!"

The red-tailed civet cat was shocked.

There are scribes in front and sword cultivators behind. There is really no way to escape from all directions!

It had heard about Fufeng Mountain God earlier and deliberately attracted the sword cultivator here because it wanted the young sword cultivator to conflict with the mountain god. Whether it waited for an opportunity to escape or surrendered to the mountain god, it was always a way to survive.

Who would have thought that before the mountain god came out, the middle-aged scribe who jumped out of the mountain temple would kill him.

The red-tailed civet cat was frightened.

However, a magical sword came from behind, and a strong wind came from ahead.

boom!

The red-tailed civet cat had nowhere to dodge. The strong wind and magic sword fell, instantly turning into flying ashes and dissipating. It is already at the end of its war effort, and is unable to deal with attacks from one side, let alone a flanking attack from two sides.

It's a pity that hundreds of years of hard work have finally come to nothing.

The red-tailed civet cat turned into flying ashes, and the strong wind and magic swords collided. The wind dissipated and the sword retreated.

Wang Pan and the middle-aged scribe stood looking at each other.

The middle-aged scribe spoke first with a smile on his face and said, "Friend Taoist, you are polite. My god is going through a tribulation and it is inconvenient to come. If you don't mind, Taoist friend, you can move and observe the tribulation."

"Overcoming the tribulation?"

Wang Pan looked at the middle-aged scribe and saw that his figure was condensed and undisturbed. It should be the condensed body of a master in the ghost way. The flick of his sleeve just now was comparable to the power of his flying sword, and his strength must be far superior to his.

And the ‘divine king’ he refers to must be the god of this mountain.

The mountain god overcomes the tribulation!

I don’t know what calamity I have passed through.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Pan did not refuse, "Xiao Dao Wang Pan, thank you fellow Taoist for the invitation. It's a great honor."

"please!"

"please!"

The two of them walked side by side and walked deeper into the mountain.