After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Yan Beigui didn't know that his disaster was coming.

But it was still some time before his disaster.

The once pure mountain, the real pure mountain, has been moved to the shore of the East China Sea by Da Neng. This hill that was cut off not far from the foot of the mountain has no similarity to the mountain at all.

This place is now called Mingtai.

The bright platform is like a mirror reflecting the bright moon, and the bright moon shines like frost, and the Sanren Dao is on this bright platform.

The sword aura of Zongheng Mingtai in the past has been eliminated one by one by the great supernatural power. Although there is still no grass on the ground, in a few years, various exquisite small buildings have sprung up, adding a lot of color to the place.

Although Sanren Dao made Yan Beigui lose his family fortune, but for such a big place, he would not be the only one paying for it. He has many friends, and there are also many like-minded casual cultivators. It's not as good as the Three Immortals, but it can be regarded as the big sect's monks who repaired the place to look good before they arrived.

Not to mention that the scenery is not important to monks.

What matters is the aura.

"The place where the earth veins once gathered, even now that the Canglan earth veins have moved, the aura of this place is still dizzy and strong. Such a good place is actually occupied by a group of beggars and casual cultivators..."

During the meeting, many people whispered.

The past few days have been busier than Yan Beigui's, and Jiang Ying, who was finally able to relax, rolled his eyes, turned around and didn't go to the side where the words came out, and changed the direction to avoid getting upset.

However, he changed directions a few times, and found that the words he heard were always somewhat similar.

Tsk tsk tsk, the monks of these great sects can only say some sour words, if they really send out the station, I don't know who would dare to accept it.

After all, luck is involved, in case of a backlash, who can bear it?

Jiang Yingliu comforted herself so much in her heart, she opened the folding fan, showing off the four Chinese characters "Playboy" written in wild cursive on the snow-white fan. Positive type, look for the fairies who came here.

At this moment, in the winding corridors of the pavilions, terraces and pavilions, there are small tables placed everywhere, and there are various kinds of spiritual fruit wine on the tables. The monks may stand or sit, in groups of three or four, and many female cultivators are sitting together, holding round fans to cover their faces. From a distance, only hair buns like clouds could be seen, beautifully blooming. Jiang Yingliu immediately found a target and walked over. The older sister was longer and the younger sister was shorter, which soon made the female cultivators beside her giggle.

Just as he was trying to talk to his target about the stars and the moon, some gossip fell into his ears.

"Look, people who are undisciplined are like this, it's really shameless."

Jiang Yingliu's mood, which had only just improved, suddenly became worse.

He raised his head and looked at the side where the voice came from, and found that there were seven or eight disciples of Yuheng Dao standing beside the vermilion railing, seemingly whispering secret words among their seniors, but actually staring at Jiang Yingliu.

Seeing that Jiang Yingliu was looking for the voice, the disciple of Yuheng Tao turned his eyes away.

This person turned his eyes away, but the moment he turned his eyes away, his eyes rolled slightly, showing a little contempt, which is the kind of contempt that big sects usually have for casual cultivators, who are superior and don't care.

However, the acting skills are not good enough, and it can be seen that this is done on purpose.

Jiang Yingliu's hand holding the fan bone was violent, and the veins on the back of his hand burst out.

However, his expression didn't change a bit, and there was still a slight smile on his lips.

I saw this young master Swallow Butterfly, who was very popular with women, turned his head, put his mouth next to the ears of the group of female cultivators, and said in a very low volume that the cultivators could definitely hear: "Do you know why that guy wants to slander the Sanren Dao?" ?”

After arousing the curiosity of the female cultivators, he smiled lightly and said: "That guy, he obviously has a junior sister, but he still flirts with him outside. His junior sister complained to me, but he thought it was me who seduced me." His little junior sister almost beat me up, fellow junior sisters, don't care if I seduce you or not, this man's face..."

Before he finished speaking, the surrounding female cultivators shook their heads one after another, and when they looked at the Yuheng Dao disciple again, they all looked disgusted.

That Yuheng Taoist disciple: "...Jiang Huaishi, you spout blood!"

Huaishi is Jiang Yingliu's Taoist name, and Jiang Yingliu, who is not bloody, shakes the folding fan in her hand and narrows her eyes with a smile, "Daoist friend, did your little junior sister and you make a marriage contract in the mortal world? Elected into the Yuheng Dao together again? As a senior brother and sister, childhood sweetheart? Do you have a confidante of the Xiaoyao Dao, flying cranes to pass letters every day?"

As he spoke, the face of the Yuheng Dao disciple who was all mentioned turned blue and red, as if he had overturned the dyeing workshop.

"It turned out to be a scumbag who played with his daughter's heart!"

Hearing Jiang Yingliu's words, and seeing the look of that Yuheng Dao disciple, how could the female cultivators here not understand, and there was a female sword cultivator who was jealous of evil and called out her spirit sword from the dantian between her eyebrows, aiming at the Yuheng Dao disciple .

"This girl is the Tianqing deacon of the Wanhua Society, and today I will take care of you, a scumbag, on behalf of the sisters in the world!"

This female cultivator is a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Dao, and she is very majestic with a spirit sword. Don't say that sword cultivators of the same level have always had the highest combat power. He was beaten all over the floor looking for teeth.

The other Yuheng Taoist disciples wanted to step forward to help their junior brother, but the female cultivators around Jiang Yingliu saw them approaching, and also took out their magic weapons, and stared at them.

Several Yuhengdao disciples exchanged glances, very distressed.

If they save their junior brother today, their reputation will be spread to more than half of the female cultivators in Cang Lan through the Ten Thousand Flowers Association tomorrow. Yes, I never thought about not looking for a Taoist companion.

Fortunately, their rescuers came soon.

"What are you doing here!"

A reprimand from the visitor made Yuhengdao's disciples retreat one after another. Jiang Yingliu looked up and found that it was Yan Zhong and his junior brother Jiang Tong.

Among the ten immortal cities on Yuheng Road, Yuyi Immortal City is the head, and Baidi Immortal City is the capital of Datai. There are not many monks stationed there, but their status is also very important. In comparison, Changwu Immortal City ranks second in every aspect. Second, because of this, she pays special attention to face, and wants to be the first in everything.

Yan Zhong is the Young City Lord of Changwu Immortal City, and also the elder brother of Yuheng Dao's branch sect in Changwu Immortal City. His prestige is a bit higher than that of Yuyi Immortal City's Young City Master Shang Huihui. These inner disciples of Yuheng Dao saw him , None of them dared to make a sound, not even complaining to Yan Zhong about Jiang Yingliu.

Young Master Jiang tapped his chin with the folding fan thoughtfully.

"The guests here are all fellow Taoists, and there is an important matter of forming an alliance, how can we fight on the spur of the moment." Yan Zhong came up and taught his junior brother a few words, and then slapped the female sword repairman, Said, "I don't know how my stupid junior brother provoked this junior sister of Tianjian Dao? No matter what, I will take him to accompany me first."

He has a very good temperament, his clothes are in the wind when he is playing Jishou, his actions are extremely chic, he looks like a gentleman, and male monks with a good face are always treated preferentially in the eyes of female cultivators, let alone female sword cultivators and Yan Zhong. My junior brother didn't have much conflict at first, so Na Na said no, and retreated to the little sisters.

At this time, Yan Zhongcai and Jiang Yingliu met their eyes.

The two people who are good at acting smiled at the same time, Yan Zhong was about to say hello, but Jiang Tong turned his face and waved to Jiang Tong who was following Yan Zhong: "Cousin, don't say hello when you see big cousin Is it?"

Jiangxi Copper: "..."

The two are indeed relatives, and according to their seniority, Jiang Yingliu is indeed a cousin, but let's not mention that this relationship is so far away that they cannot be beaten, and in the cultivation world, the strong are respected, and as a jade Jiang Tong, a true disciple of Heng Dao, and Jiang Yingliu, who spends his kung fu talking with female cultivators about the ideals of life, the stars and the moon, know which one should be respected without even thinking about it.

It was Jiang Tong who greeted Jiang Yingliu, but the other Yuhengdao disciples also felt that they were being provoked.

Junior brother Yu Hengdao, who was beaten up by the female cultivator of Tianjian Dao, was still depressed and angry. He was beaten up like a pig brother and immediately jumped up when he heard the provocation: "Brother, Jiang Huaishi and his concubine—"

"—Who do you say is the concubine!"

There was a scolding, and a sword ming.

Yan Chong frowned, his hand glowed like jade, folded strangely, turned into the sword wind, raised his index finger and middle finger together, and touched the gap between the sword strokes.

The wind stopped in an instant.

The momentum of the sword in the female cultivator's hand was blocked for a moment, and then the momentum weakened, and it touched the fingertips, unable to advance an inch.

The strong wind blows to both sides, blowing the audience back one after another.

And grab the attention of those who don't care about this little corner.

With one hand, he grabbed the nun's sleeve and pulled her behind him.

The female cultivator exclaimed in shock, "Master!"

Xu Fanyun was dressed in a simple white and blue Taoist robe, with a sandalwood crown and black hair, and was extremely cold. Behind him was the pink and tender Yu E, who stepped into the fight.

Her eyebrows were like the sharp edge of a sword, Yan Zhong and her looked at each other, and moved away without any trace.

This woman's cultivation has improved again. Among the disciples of her generation, the only one who can compare with her in the Heavenly Sword Dao is the Little Sword Master.

And Yan Beigui came from another direction.

The white-haired Taoist glanced at Jiang Yingliu who was still sitting on the stone bench in the pavilion, pretending nothing happened, gave him a warning look, then turned his head and said, "All fellow Taoists who come to Mingtai Mountain are all Guests, if you are not satisfied with anything, just come to the poor, sit down and have a cup of tea, don't hurt your friendship."

Yan Zhong remained silent.

Inside Yuheng Dao, Changwu Immortal City and Yuyi Immortal City are at odds. For example, Yuyi Immortal City and even the head sect of Yuheng Dao support this new Sanren Dao, while the Yuanshen City Lord of Changwu Immortal City supports the former Sanxiu League, and gossip among disciples , In fact, it was ordered by him. If it is not handled properly, it will also affect his reputation among the disciples.

Since it is involved in the Heavenly Sword Dao, why don't you just keep doing it...

He gave the disciple who was almost cut by the sword a look, and the disciple understood, almost without thinking, and yelled out a word: "Yan Haoran, you are here to protect those little girls, it is clear that Xu Fanyun is you mistress!"

The crowd fell silent for a while.

This person seems to have deep resentment towards the relationship between Jiang Yingliu and his junior sister, and only the word mistress is on his mind.

The corner of Yan Beigui's mouth twitched, and he was about to speak when he suddenly heard a voice he was familiar with and remembered in his heart: "Miss?"

His heart trembled, and he turned his head quickly. Suddenly, the seal became bigger and bigger in his field of vision, and flew towards him rapidly.

Ji Yi stood in the distance and grinned: "Little Canglan!"