After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Yan Beigui was surprised.

Because no matter according to Ji Shi's character, or according to the relationship between the two of them now, it should not be impossible for Ji Shi to come to fight with him because of an inexplicable concubine.

It's not a punch like embroidered kicks, but a punch with real kicks.

Xiao Canglan was like a stream of light, with golden brilliance glowing from the edges of the four corners of the square, hitting him along a straight line.

It's very easy to avoid.

But Yan Beigui hesitated for a moment whether to hide or not. After a moment, he realized that if he didn't hide, he would be dead. Yan Beigui still didn't dare to dodge. He drew the Haoran Sword, and the sword frame like a book page turned into a bronze shield.

Before the jade chapter collided with the copper shield, the spiritual energy wrapped in the jade chapter and the copper shield collided with the real essence, and there was a boom like the ringing of a bell in an instant.

This moment was much more eye-catching than the small fight between the female sword cultivator of Tianjian Dao and the inner disciples of Yuheng Dao before. The monks on the bright platform turned their heads one after another to see who was fighting.

The strong wind takes the collision point as the midpoint, and spreads to the surroundings. The onlookers who were blown down by the sword wind before leaned forward and backward again. The disciples of Dao, and Xu Fanyun cut through the strong wind with a sword, protecting the disciples of Tianjian Dao on the left and right.

Only Jiang Yingliu, who is not included in the two camps, and his cultivation base is average, although he barely was blown down by the strong wind, his long flowing hair took half an hour to comb in front of the bronze mirror. , was directly destroyed.

He was the only one among the people around who was so embarrassed. After the strong wind passed, Jiang Yingliu stroked the top of her hair with her hands stiffly, looked at Xu Fanyun, and found that the female swordsman didn't even look at him, and immediately knew that she was provoking the sword girl that day with words. She knew about the fact that the disciple had stood up for her. Xu Fanyun definitely did not help on purpose to make him look like this.

Jiang Yingliu lowered his head and gritted his teeth at the reflection in the cup, then he thought about the relationship between Yan Beigui and the Shinto monk who came out just now, and felt that things would not get better later, so he put down the wine and decided to sneak away.

It really can't be good.

The strong wind raised tens of thousands of gunpowder smoke, and when the gunpowder smoke cleared, Ji Shi, who had already stood opposite Yan Beigui at some point, seemed to be throwing bricks, and threw Xiao Canglan in his palm one after another, posing like a hooligan , with a piece of grass torn from nowhere in his mouth.

He read Yan Beigui's name word by word: "Yan, Bei, Gui."

The white-haired Taoist blinked, he still didn't know why Fellow Daoist Chun was angry.

But until he finds out, he'd better be...

"sorry!"

The quick apology, and the slightly blank look in Yan Beigui's eyes, how could Ji Shi not understand that this guy didn't know what he was apologizing for at all.

The falling seal was caught by him, and the mountain god had a grim expression.

"No, no, why do you need an apology," Ji Shi smirked, "Actually, you didn't do anything wrong, I'm just angry..."

Halfway through his words, Xiao Canglan flew out again, Yan Beigui still didn't dare to move, and only parried with the Haoran sword, but he didn't expect that Xiao Canglan didn't fall down, but hung on top of Yan Beigui's head, with the Canglan mountains on his back slightly Shocked, Yan Beigui raised his sword, but with a small movement, it felt as if he was under the deep sea thousands of miles away, and the head and body were squeezed with great force.

--gravity.

If it's just to besiege him... Yan Beigui rolled his eyes, and then put down all his defenses, even the protective essence was taken into his dantian.

Then--

A white fist hit his eye socket.

After several times of training, his body was already indestructible, but after being hit by this fist, it soon turned blue and purple.

When Ji Shi withdrew his hand, Yan Beigui had a big black eye socket on his right eye. Fortunately, although it was bruised and purple, the part where he was beaten was not swollen, otherwise the swollen eyelid would be covered with a closed eyelid. Eyeballs, even for a talented person like Yan Beigui, who is naturally upright, will look very wretched.

Yan Beigui lowered his voice, and asked Ji Shi, who was close at hand, "Have you calmed down?"

Ji Yi: "Tsk."

He withdrew his fist and clapped his hands. Xiao Canglan turned into a stream of light and automatically sank into the center of his eyebrows. He even repaired the uneven ground due to the fight before he raised another topic and asked: "How many palms are there?" Where is the door?"

"I'll take you..." Yan Beigui glanced at the spiritual cultivators who were pretending to be passers-by and followed Ji Shi, paused for a moment, and said, "I'll take you there."

Ji Shi squinted at him: "Sanren Dao is so short of manpower, you, the leader, are going to come out to pick up the guests?"

Finally willing to communicate, Yan Beigui knew that Ji Shi didn't continue to refuse to talk to him, he had really made a big step forward in pursuing someone, and his mood immediately improved, and he replied with a smile: "You are special."

Ji Yi: "..."

In broad daylight, in broad daylight, can this guy be any more shameless?

He subconsciously glanced around, and found that the onlookers didn't respond to Yan Beigui's words.

...Probably understood to mean that the righteous gods have a special status.

There are only three people with a bit wrong expression.

Zhi Niang who was standing in spiritual cultivation, Jiang Yingliu who was pitiful, and Xu Fanyun whose expression suddenly became stiff.

Yan Beigui didn't seem to think that he said something serious, he greeted Ji Shi and said, "Let's go, apart from you, only the representative of Xiaoyao Dao has not arrived yet."

At this time, I remembered to add your words again, Ji Shi's forehead twitched, wanting to say something, but worried that Yan Beigui would give him another unexpected answer, so he could only shut his mouth and wave to the spiritual cultivators behind him.

Yan Beigui, Xu Fanyun, Yanzhong and others bid farewell, and then led the group away. After they left, the climax of discussion erupted in the strange and quiet space just now. Everyone opened and closed their mouths, and their voices were concentrated In a line, it exploded in the ears of the companions.

The sound transmission technique should have no sound at all, but there are too many people using the sound transmission technique at this moment, which disturbs the aura, and Xu Fanyun only feels a buzzing in his ears.

After a while, she felt someone grab her sleeve.

She lowered her head and saw Yu E's little face just raised, and the worried look on Yu E's face.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Xu Fanyun shook his head, and found that his actions were not convincing enough after a while, so he added: "It's okay."

The first love fell in love with Long Yang... It doesn't matter if you don't talk about it.

The trance just now was just thinking that Taoist Haoran would pursue the Dao all his life alone, but he didn't expect that he would also have someone he admired, so he was immersed in the past for a while, so he didn't react.

Xu Fanyun twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled slightly, and repeated: "I'm fine."

Her smile brightened Yu E's eyes, and two red clouds flew up on her cheeks, and the woman in the pink dress instantly laughed as if peach blossoms were blooming on her cheeks.

The two have been traveling together for more than seven years, and there is an inexplicable tacit understanding when they look at each other and smile.

Xu Fanyun turned around and walked to the side pavilion with the female kendo disciple that day, and Yu E, who could only be regarded as a servant, followed her step by step.

The female swordsman didn't see it, and Yu E, who lowered her head to show respect, glanced at the direction where Yan Beigui and Ji Shi left from the corner of her eyes, and a cold look flashed across her eyes.

...Is there anyone Ayun ever liked?Just thinking of such a person exists here, the fire of jealousy is burning in her heart.

Thinking of the letter she received a few days ago, the delicately disguised female nun of the Red Concubine couldn't restrain a sneer from her lips.

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Yan Beigui stopped in his tracks.

Ji Shi followed behind him and stopped with him.

Originally, Yan Beigui wanted to walk side by side with Ji Shi, but if he walked faster, Ji Shi would walk faster, and if he walked slower, Ji Shi would walk slower. In the end, he wanted to keep a distance from him.

This time, even the spiritual cultivators other than Zhiniang could see that something was wrong between the two of them.

"Why didn't Hao Ran Lingren remove the purple silt on his eye sockets?"

"Aren't there rumors that our Spring Mountain Lord has a good relationship with this Haoran spirit? It doesn't look like it at all."

"I've also heard that the two have experienced many disasters together, such as the monster wave and the Haicheng cave disaster. Although one of them is a god and the other is an immortal, they are brothers with excellent friendship."

"I don't know if this alliance, can this spirit man say a few words for us..."

The righteous gods whispered about the relationship between the gossip Ji Shiyan and Beigui, and soon turned into this alliance.

It is related to the future, and the status of the righteous gods in the past is not even a small splash in the Canglan cultivation world. Although they know that they are also an indispensable party in today's melee, some righteous gods are still not very optimistic about this time. alliance.

Hearing these people's whispers, Ji Shi exchanged a glance with Yan Beigui.

He sent voice to Yan Beigui's ear, saying: "Don't meddle."

"Ah."

Yan Beigui's eyes curled up in a smile, as if he was in a particularly good mood. Such a happy smile hadn't appeared on his face for a long time, and Ji Shi was taken aback.

He suddenly felt a little guilty, thinking that in the past few days, Yan Beigui was unable to eat because he couldn't sleep well.

Ji Shi, who forgot that Golden Core cultivators don't need to sleep and eat, put his fist to his lips, coughed lightly, looked at the sky and the earth but didn't want to look at Yan Beigui, but stepped two steps faster, standing side by side with Yan Beigui.

The two stepped into the hall together.

This hall is the largest building in Sanren Dao. It is located in the center of the Ming Terrace, and it is also the place where the spiritual energy is most abundant.

High walls and rich gates, flying eaves and bucket arches, and long corridors are erected at high altitudes. The whole picture is not clear due to the dense clouds and mist.

It was Yin Hao who came here in advance to open the Zhumen of the main hall for them. The adult high priest looked much more stable than when he was young. He was wearing a feather crown and a bead chain and stood in front of the Zhumen.

Only at the moment before entering the hall, Ji Shi heard the murmur of this young man who was brought up by him:

"God, my God..."

"No need to worry."

Ji Yi lowered his voice.

Not only Yin Hao heard his words, but also the spiritual cultivators behind him.

The restless expressions of the crowd were finally suppressed a little.

Ji Yi and Yan Beigui looked at each other, and they both took a step forward.

His heels landed on the ground, making a slight sound. Before the eyes of everyone in the hall came to him, Ji Shi already had a smile on his face.

The people who really hold the power of Canglan, the battlefield where there is no gunpowder——

— and there is nothing to be afraid of!