After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

The blade swung down, bringing out a crescent-like silver light.

Tai Xu seems to be focusing on the moving talisman, but in fact he has heard about Chun Shanjun's actions, and knows that Chun Shan Jun cannot be caught without a fight, so he took precautions early.

One Yuanshen, one Yinshen, if he deliberately guards against it, even if Mr. Chunshan wants to do some tricks, he will not be able to do it.

In fact, Ji Shi also knew that Tai Xu was worried about him, but throwing out the moving talisman was the only flaw Tai Xu might reveal, and it would make people more suspicious if he didn't do it.

If Taixu can guard against him, is it possible that he can guard against Yan Beigui who he believes is already under his control?

The timing of the two people who did not even discuss it was very consistent. The war puppet beside Taixu stepped forward to stop Xiao Canglan, his arms were almost broken under the force, and at the same time Yan Beigui slashed down with a sword, even if the divine consciousness warned, the other The speed of the sword light is also unstoppable!

Between sparks and lightning, all kinds of prohibition talismans on Daoist Taixu's body lit up, and the tiny lines like spider silk flickered for a moment, and were pierced by the Haoran sword that appeared from the real body, and the sword was twisted and shattered directly.

But this little time difference was enough for Taixu to prepare again.

It was a fact that Yan Beigui had escaped from his control, but Taixu still didn't want to believe it, he roared: "This is the puppet silk that took three years to refine just for you!"

Yan Beigui, who had just mastered his body and was a little dizzy, would give Taixu a blank and innocent look, "Is it specially refined for me? It doesn't feel special."

If it wasn't for the Haoran sword that was holding him back, he would have woken up a long time ago.

Hearing this, Ji Yi almost laughed out loud.

Then he couldn't laugh at all. The battle puppet he was fighting with was at least refined by Yuanshen Daoist and used to protect himself. The weight of Xiao Canglan was the highest in the world, but it was useless if he couldn't hit it.

Ji Shi almost wanted to blow up Xiao Canglan, but if he really hit it like this, Taixu and his war puppets would not know what was going on, and Mingtai and Sanrendao should no longer exist anyway.

Although Yan Beigui's house had been demolished and the foundation of Yanbei's home had been moved, it could still be rebuilt now. When Xiao Canglan fell down, there was no possibility of rebuilding.

"Even if you are awake for a while now, what's the use?"

Tai Xu sneered.

The real energy infused in the Shifting Talisman is close to full, and it can be activated immediately.

Everything seemed to be settled, at this moment, Jiang Yingliu, who had been watching the crowd for a long time, finally reacted.

"The Demon Puppet Dao swaggers to have fun, is it possible that he really thinks that he can also swagger and leave?!"

Ever since Ji Shi said that sentence, Xu Fanyun, who was full of thoughts and ups and downs in his heart, calmed down when he heard the words, the red tassels on the sword danced without wind, and the dharma image of thousands of troops galloping above his head unfolded, and he was the first to cut off the sword.

The crowd of Sanren Dao and the envoys from Chunshan came to act awe-inspiringly with the anger of being teased.

All of a sudden, all kinds of brilliance appeared, spells and swords radiated endlessly, and they all hit the shifting talisman that was about to reach the critical point.

The war puppet is holding Jun Chunshan to prevent him from escaping, and Taixu himself is facing Yan Haoran who is holding the Haoran sword. Not easy to get along with.

...Damn it, why is Yan Haoran the master of the Haoran sword!

Master Taixu pointed his hand to the side, and the golden bell swayed with his movements, making an ethereal ringing sound again.

The puppets who were ordered to stop moved again, and those who were close to the distance rushed over directly, using their body as a shield to block the anger of hundreds of people around them, but Tai Xu's reaction was always a step too late. Before the puppets arrived, several The magic sword light cast by hundreds of people at the same time has enveloped him.

Daoist Taixu curled his index finger pointing to his side, and with his movements, countless faintly visible silk threads spread out in all directions with his fingers trembling slightly. When his fingers moved, thousands of silk threads also trembled.

"You... are nothing but puppets!"

The golden bell rang softly, and the silk thread trembled slightly. It was about to stop the sword light and the brilliance of his true essence. Even time seemed to be suspended for a moment at this moment. Along the same path with Jian Guang, they shot back at their former owners.

The crowd was originally angry and shot, how could they cope with such a change.

Ji Shi was blocked by the war puppet from left to right, so he could only use evasion techniques within a square inch. If it was used as a weapon, the trajectory of Xiao Canglan's drop was so easy to discern that the war puppet could dodge without even looking at it. The power of calming the soul is useless in the face of a war puppet with at least [-] layers of restrictions on the whole body. Ji Shi felt sorry, knowing that his natal magic weapon must be upgraded, and it can't be used now. It's better to throw it out to the group of onlookers as a shield.

Xiao Canglan suddenly grew up a few laps, and under the guidance of his spiritual sense, he summoned the spirit of mountains and mountains, surrounded by mountains, Jiang Yingliu felt that the distance between himself and the real Taixu was instantly opened by several feet For several miles, the spells and sword lights that came back from the original path fell through one after another, and the puppets who moved again seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

Ji Shi faced the puppet with his bare hands.

He raised his hands, stood still on the spot, made a gesture of surrender, and said, "Taixu Master, is this how you invite people?"

"Mr. Chunshan should also abide by the etiquette of guests!"

Yan Beigui also went to intercept the spells of Zhenyuan and Jianguang that were thrown back, Taixu grinned grinningly, and squeezed out his decision, intending to restrain Ji Shi first, lest he make trouble again.

At this moment, when the zhenyuan pierced through the fingers and turned into a rope, Taixu suddenly felt a cold wind rising from the ground, which made his heart feel cold.

His spiritual sense had actually sensed it, but he subconsciously turned his head to take a look.

Yan Beigui split the moving talisman with a sword.

The point he hit was just right, half of the teleportation talisman failed immediately, and was blown to pieces by the burst of true essence due to the blockage, but the other half was still able to function barely, driven by the air current stirred up by the explosion, and floated in front of Daoist Taixu.

All this happened in an instant, Ji Shi withdrew his gesture of surrender that no one could understand, and was satisfied to see the real Taixu being taken away by half a teleportation talisman.

"Shouldn't have landed at the original destination," he said happily, "Unfortunately, even if he suddenly moved to the deep sea below [-] kilometers, if a true Yuanshen tried his best not to die, he still wouldn't die."

The war puppet who originally controlled Ji Shi saw that his master was gone, froze for a moment, put Ji Shi down and ran north.

Ji Shi felt that this thing was like a robot that triggered some programmed settings, and watched the puppet flee with interest. When he turned around, he found that Yan Beigui had quietly walked to his side.

Lord Shanshen suddenly trembled all over, and felt his hair stand on end.

But he did not avoid the eye contact with Yan Beigui after all.

Yan Beigui who caught his eyes seemed to be very tired, but the corners of his eyes and brows were filled with joy at seeing Ji Shi, which made Ji Shi who stabbed Yan Beigui with a sword rarely feel a little guilt in his conscience.

However, Yan Beigui had already stopped the bleeding and healed the wound, so Ji Shi didn't need to worry about the rest.

"A bad thing will always be followed by a good thing," Yan Beigui said with a smile, "Sure enough, when I woke up, the first thing I saw was you."

The white-haired Taoist pronounced the word "you" very lightly, but clearly.

Ji Shi froze, turned around like a wooden man with immobile joints, and said, "The puppet army hasn't retreated yet, that idiot Yin Hao can't hold on, I'll go and help."

Yan Beigui, who would never get an explanation from Ji Shi before, nodded happily and said, "Yes."

The Haoran sword was leaned on his shoulder with his backhand, and at this moment he turned his wrist and pulled out the sword flower. The sword edge was glowing coldly, and he was about to rush into the enemy's formation with Yan Beigui.

It's a pity that such a demon-killing weapon like the Haoran Sword can't be easily mastered. After being tricked one after another, the very comfortable Haoran Sword suddenly thought of the trial after just accompanying the current owner in a battle.

The trial of the Haoran Sword needs to rely on the evil spirit of blood, and the unreliable sword spirit found that although the current environment is not as good as the previous battle with the demons in the Nine Heavens, it can barely meet the standard for starting the trial.

So without saying a word, it once again pulled Yan Beigui's soul into the trial.

Ji Shi turned around at this moment, and saw Yan Beigui who was still talking to him just now closed his eyes and fell down again.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Yan Beigui.

"Huh? Cause and effect?"

Ji Shi seemed to hear a childish voice saying this in his ear, and then his eyes went dark.

Sure enough, seeing Yan Beigui is not a good thing!

It was his last thought before he lost consciousness.

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Ji Shi woke up and found himself in a strange place again.

He felt that he was already very proficient in this kind of thing, such as when he first time traveled, such as when he was thrown into the fragments of the Yin Realm by Yan Beigui Luanlai, for example, when he left the Yin Realm to go to the Central Plains but ran to the Western Wilderness... …

He doesn't want this kind of experience at all, okay?

Maybe this is the truth about Yan Beigui being the son of luck?Or is it that the two of them really have different fates, and it's unlucky to be together?

…Obviously Zhiniang said that the two of them are very…ahem.

Ji Shi raised his forehead, the experience of asking Zhi Niang for advice on relationship issues was really embarrassing in retrospect, this kind of dark history must be sealed.

While slandering for a moment, Ji Shi was also looking at the surrounding environment.

He is definitely still in Canglan, it is rare on earth to have such an antique place full of life.

At this moment, Ji Shi was standing in an alley, with white walls and black tiles half a head higher than him on both sides, uneven bluestone ground under his feet, the osmanthus tree in the wall on the left protruding from the wall, and the hanging green branches and leaves could be seen See little golden flowers.

The scent of cinnamon floats in the alley.

It's autumn.

But it was not late autumn where he was before, but early autumn.

Ji Yi searched for human voices, walked forward along the alley, and soon left the alley, flowing into a wider street.

Looking at the majestic palace under the setting sun in the distance, Ji Shi raised his eyebrows.

Great Thailand Capital, Baidi Immortal City?

Why did he suddenly appear here?

There is nothing special about Baidi Immortal City. Ji Shi carefully searched his memory and determined that apart from a real Yuanshen who was enshrined by the Taitai royal family in the palace, this immortal city was regarded as the immortal city with the fewest monks. Walking sideways is fine... um, wait.

When chatting with real person Xuanhe Haoran before, it seemed that she had said that Yan Beigui was from Baidi Immortal City?

It so happened that at this moment, the customer who bought Chaos in front of the Chaos booth left with a bowl, revealing behind him who was blocked by him.

Ji Yi cast a casual glance and stopped in surprise.

Damn, this stern-faced kid sitting on the steps looks like Yan Beigui's illegitimate son!

The author has something to say:

It doesn't seem to be a question of who Xiaoji and Beibei are dragging whose luck