Taoist fast crossing

There are towering mountains, shrouded in clouds and mists, turbulent waterfalls, and quiet streams of birdsong.

Looking at the reflection on the water, Si Qingyan finally felt a little fresh.

A handsome white deer bowed its head and leaned close to the water, as if wanting to drink.

The fish swimming underwater are very curious, and they are looking here.

"Quickly, grab it! Use it as a mount for my grandfather!"

The sudden sound of a broken gong shocked the fish into the water in an instant, and Si Qingyan turned her head, only to see a young man in brocade clothes and a purple gold jade crown rushing towards this side with a dozen guards.

Si Qingyan turned back and rushed over, but the young man was surprised and said:

"Your Majesty is so heroic, and the strange beast actually took the initiative to vote!"

The other guards drew out their weapons and were very cautious, reminding:

"My lord, be careful!"

Si Qingyan suddenly walked around behind the young man, kicked him hard on the buttocks, jumped up, dodged the attacking weapons, and hid in the forest.

The young man was beaten severely for the first time in his life, and he fell to the ground due to the huge impact. His face was just buried in a lump of undried wild boar manure nearby. After being lifted up, he couldn't help crying.

When Si Qingyan was running, clouds and mist appeared from his feet, and a layer of clear light shrouded his whole body, which was very miraculous.

A little fluorescent light between the eyebrows appears and disappears, echoing the whole mountain, the trees automatically clear the way, and the birds and beasts quietly retreat.

The white deer got the mountain god position of Mangshan by accident, but his spiritual wisdom was not developed, he didn't know how to use it, and he didn't get the power of incense and fire, so his weak soul was dragged down by the position.

It was the first time for Si Qingyan to experience the feeling of being a god of incense and fire, and she was a little curious.

When he communicated with the divine position, his soul power was immediately connected with the whole mountain, whether it was birds in the mountains or insects and ants in the ground, all clearly appeared in his senses.

Mang Mountain is thousands of feet high, and the clouds and mist get deeper as it goes up. There are several big monsters on the top, and ordinary people in the villages below the mountain dare not go hunting in the depths.

After careful inspection, there are quite a lot of exotic flowers and weeds.

Becoming a mountain god again, Si Qingyan was quite kind.

The ancient protoss did not need the power of incense and fire, they could control the laws by themselves. Unlike the current gods, they not only need the power of incense and fire, but also the pardon of heaven and earth. A slightly stronger ghost king can suppress the mountain gods so that they dare not speak.

After taking over the god position, the causal line gradually became clear.

Now that you have accepted the priesthood, you must protect the land and water.And also to avenge the fallen mountain god.

Bailu is unable to accept the cause and effect at all, and does not know the cave of the old mountain god.It used to live in the forest, thirsty to drink streams, hungry to eat mountain fruits, and when it rained, it would find a place to hide from the rain. After it got the god position, it was no different from before.

This place lacks aura and is not suitable for transforming. Si Qingyan thought of a monster clan kung fu technique for improving bloodlines, and planned to find a shelter before starting to practice.

The original mountain god was not particularly powerful, and lived in a remote valley halfway up the mountain.There is a layer of mist on the outside to block beasts and hunters. After entering the valley, you can see the gurgling water, and the sunlight casts a rainbow among the water mist.

After Si Qingyan entered the valley, the little fox inside who was licking his wound barely stood up with his broken leg, baring his teeth fiercely in the direction of Si Qingyan.

Finding that it was a white deer, the little fox burst into tears and collapsed on the ground again.

As Si Qingyan approached, the little fox took a few steps back.

Si Qingyan transformed into a human form, with a pair of white antlers still on top of her head.This form is not considered an avatar, it is just for the convenience of movement.

He has a clean and dignified demeanor, with a gentle expression. When he pointed out, a black air gushed out from the little fox's wound. Burn it clean.

Although the little fox's wound has healed, his spirit is still sluggish.

It was originally a demon clan that could transform into form, but now the demon core is completely shattered, the meridian is completely broken, and it is eroded by the dead energy, and it will not be healed for a while.

Si Qingyan touched the little fox's blood-stained ears, gently comforting it to relax it, and soon fell asleep with its eyes closed.

The little fox was defenseless, and Si Qingyan took a memory with the technique of entering a dream.

Although this little fox has lived for one or two hundred years, he has been growing up in the valley and has never seen any danger in the world.The mountain god is a kind and kind old man, who has no relatives and no reason, and raises the little fox as his granddaughter.

Fortunately, the little fox's talent is quite outstanding, and he experienced the catastrophe of transformation when he was over 100 years old.

The fox family is so beautiful, and the little fox is ignorant of world affairs, like a piece of flawless jade in the rough, when he went through calamities, he was spotted by Jin Linjun, the most powerful demon king a hundred miles away, and wanted to accept him as his concubine.The mountain god disagreed, and Jin Linjun burned the temple, smashed the statue, and was seriously injured to the point of death. He hid in Mount Mang and escaped with the power of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

The believers died without the power of incense and vows, and the mountain god was quite old, so he couldn't survive this disaster and fell hastily.The little fox's demon pill was shattered, his cultivation base was regressed, and it was already abolished. The demon king was not interested, so he withdrew his hand.

Si Qingyan's cause and effect is Jin Linjun and the little fox. The former needs revenge, and the latter needs to keep the little fox safe for a hundred years, so it's not too troublesome.

Si Qingyan did some calculations, and this Jinlin Lord was originally a viper, who accidentally obtained a drop of dragon blood, refined it by luck, awakened the blood of the flood dragon, and has the memory of inheritance. He is one of the best monsters in this area.

He was blessed by heaven, and the opportunity was good, but he didn't know how to cherish it. He loved beauty, relied on his cultivation to steal and plunder, and unintentionally lost a lot of luck, and he hasn't shown signs of decline yet.Lord Jinlin has countless goblins, sits on hundreds of miles of lakes and rivers, and claims to be the Dragon King. In fact, he has not received the inheritance of the gods, but is just a false god.

After three months, Lord Jinlin will go through the catastrophe, shed his snake body completely, and turn into the king of a dragon.If he succeeds, he will naturally have the ability to call wind and rain, and without pardon, he will naturally be able to take the water within a thousand miles into his palm.

I hope that Mr. Jin Lin will be stronger and able to tide over the difficulties successfully.Killing a snake demon is no better than killing a dragon.

Hundreds of miles away, Mr. Jin Lin had a faint feeling, and an ominous feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out.

"Recently, what kind of enemies does this king have?" Jin Linjun was puzzled, and summoned Prime Minister Gui to ask.

"My lord, all your enemies are dead." Prime Minister Gui thought for a moment, then stroked his beard.

"Maybe it's the imperial court... Maybe it's other demon kings, hmph, if you dare to attack me while I'm crossing the catastrophe, I will cut off their hands and feet..."

Jin Linjun's tone was gloomy and cold. Thinking of his hole cards, he felt much more at ease.

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There is a bamboo forest in the valley, where the old mountain god lives in a hut. The bamboo house is facing the water, and the sound of the gentle running water is endless. Tea trees and Lingmi are planted nearby. For all the flowers on the Mang Mountain, there are several in the valley, all year round. , the flowering period continues.The little fox likes to roll in the flowers and catch butterflies very much. Every time the old mountain god sees flowers and plants, he will move some in.

It was originally a paradise, but it suffered a tragic accident.

Si Qingyan put aside the matter of incense and vows, and began to practice.

The white deer's foundation is fair, with a trace of the blood of the ancient beast nine-color deer.The Nine-Colored Deer is born with auspiciousness, has the supernatural power to ride the clouds and ride the fog, and has a gentle and kind disposition. When he becomes an adult, he masters the law of light and can attack, defend and escape. Unfortunately, the white deer's cultivation base is too low, and he has not had time to grow.

The monster clan kung fu practiced by Si Qingyan can purify the blood and restore the ancient power, which is very useful.This level of practice is not difficult for him, and once he gets started, it will be a thousand miles a day.

He regained his deer body, and the aura around him was quickly attracted here.

The sunlight containing the power of the sun also gathered, wrapping Si Qingyan into a thick cocoon of light.

He sealed off the valley with the Mountain God Talisman, even if outsiders were curious, they couldn't get in, let alone spy on it.

About two or three days later, the blood was tempered four or five times, the blood of the nine-color deer was completely activated, and the aura storm stopped.

At this time, the White Deer was completely different from before.The whole body is white and flawless, and the double horns are elegant and slender, like the best warm jade, shiny and clear.The pupil color is extremely light, clear and clean, not stained by a speck of dust.The body is elegant and vigorous, and the whole body is surrounded by curling clouds.

The little fox has woken up.

Although he couldn't practice, being in the rich aura made him feel much more comfortable.

"Can you talk?" Si Qingyan transformed into a human form again.

The little fox nodded, still some distance away from Si Qingyan, raised his head and asked:

"Are you the new mountain god?"

The voice was clear and clear, and it sounded like a mortal girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

"Yes."

"Can I still live here?"

Said, with tears in his eyes, not daring to fall, quite pitiful.

"This is your home, of course it's up to you. Can I live here?" Si Qingyan's tone was very gentle.

"Yes..." After the little fox finished speaking, he couldn't help crying.

It was just sobbing at first, and then weeping loudly.

"Grandpa Mountain God..."

"I want to kill Jin Linjun and avenge Grandpa Mountain God!"

Big and big crystal tears rolled out of the eyes, and the little fox who was innocent and ignorant of the world had strong hatred in his eyes.

The gods in this world cannot be reincarnated after death. Once they die, they will completely perish in the world.

The death of a relative who depended on each other cast a ferocious shadow on her clear eyes, showing a bit of a demon.

"I'll help you." Si Qingyan patted her head.

The current little fox is really not cute, the dried blood is clotted on the fur, one part is black and the other part is white, crying pitifully.

"I seem to have seen you before. You were not so powerful back then."

"Jin Linjun is very strong, we can't beat him."

The little fox said seriously.

"You can fight now. Do you want to take revenge yourself?"

"Think." The little fox nodded again and again, with a little hope in his eyes.

"Wash it first, and then I will teach you how to practice."

"it is good!"

The little fox rushed to the stream with an arrow from the string, soaked for a while, combed the clumped hair, and came out quite funny.Shaking wildly, shaking the water clean, it became a clean and lovely furry again.

Thinking of what Si Qingyan said, he wanted to teach her how to practice, so he hurriedly bowed to Si Qingyan.

"I don't know what the adults call it?"

"Just call me Qingjun."

"Master Qingjun." The little fox was very respectful.

Even though he is quite gentle, he still makes the little fox feel frightened and trembling from time to time.

Beneath the gentle appearance, something very dangerous is hidden.

This new mountain god with antlers is unfathomable.

No matter who he is, as long as he can learn some skills, he can avenge Grandpa Mountain God.

"The exercises you practiced originally were quite rough, and now you are starting again, which is a blessing in disguise."

"First use the power of Yuehua to repair the meridians, and then practice the exercises I taught you."

"Yes." The little fox nodded obediently.

As a god favored by Yuehua, Si Qingyan easily opened a small stove for herself and brought the little fox to practice together.

Suddenly, Si Qingyan heard the cry of a child coming from the foot of the mountain, so she went there to investigate.