After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Ji Shi, Yan Beigui and Yuanji were not the only three people on the messy ruins of the main hall.

Don't mention those monks who dared not leave because the head and the elders didn't leave. They could only linger on the side, and some monks hid at the side of the battlefield. Try to pick up cheap monks or spies from all sides.

Shun was almost dead, and it seemed that there was no need to fight this one, so the number of monks and spies who fished in troubled waters decreased by half in an instant, but there were still some people who were unwilling to get any good things and did not leave.

Most of the sects of the Sanren Dao had already gone to the fairy city not far away in order to prevent being accidentally injured on the battlefield. Therefore, Liu Weijiang Yingliu and others, who can be regarded as the elders of the Sanren Dao, had no manpower, so they could only be divided into two halves, and half drove away those who came secretly. half of the guests, go to entertain the guests on the bright side.

Jiang Yingliu was wearing a smirk and talking to people with words they couldn't understand, when suddenly an acquaintance from the Xiaoyao Taoist sect—a woman, of course—came in, with a strange smile on his face, and said to him: "Senior Brother Jiang, you have now found a backstage that everyone envies."

Hua Gongzi couldn't figure it out, and said: "What's the explanation, Junior Sister?"

The female disciple of Xiaoyao Dao's eyes sparkled, she turned to one side, and Jiang Yingliu's gaze followed, just in time to hear Chun Shanjun's astonishing words.

and many more? !

The expressions of all the Sanren Taoists present were broken.

They haven't slowed down yet, and many of them who also heard the "good news" sent his disciples to congratulate them.

"Congratulations, there is a big rich man this time, and I can no longer call you poor sects. I wonder when we can play the autumn wind?"

"Congratulations, last time you borrowed money from me to buy spiritual materials, please return it to me as soon as possible."

"Congratulations, when will your heads get married, do you need help with the dowry?"

Everyone in Sanren Dao was speechless.

This rumor can't be suppressed or stopped. The image of their sect after they disperse the human way, is it just gone?

"In fact, there are still benefits," Liu Wei said happily, "the rich sect can always recruit more people than the poor sect, and some plans that have been stranded can be picked up again."

"...Really?" Jiang Yingliu was expressionless, "The question is where are we getting rich?"

After he finished speaking, facing Yan Beigui's refusal, Ji Shi on the ruins of the main hall raised his eyebrows and said, "Did you make a mistake? Did I say you don't have to pay back the money?"

Yan Beigui: "..."

He didn't say he would borrow it either.

The white-haired Taoist covered his mouth with his fist, coughed softly, and said: "Fellow Taoist Yuanji, I know the purpose of coming with the seniors, but I don't know where the thing you are looking for is. "

"But the book of Guanshi came out on your bright platform, are you going to say that it has nothing to do with you?" Wu Chenzi said, shaking his whisk.

"That's what I said," Yan Beigui said with an extremely innocent expression, "But I really don't know how Guanshishu came out."

Ji Shi couldn't help twitching his eyes when he heard the kindness in this man's tone.

The other three real people who are wallflowers have different expressions. Real person Yuheng seems to have a smile on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows on weekdays. He is always expressionless on the ground, and those who don't know may think that he himself is a puppet.

In fact, there are always rumors about whether the head of the Demon Puppet Dao is an individual or not. Anyway, Ji Shi didn't hear the heartbeat.

Seemingly noticing Ji Shi's secret sizing, the downcast middle-aged head of the Demon Puppet Dao turned his black and white eyeballs to Ji Shi's side, staring at Ji Shi with a shock, then turned back, and said to the real Yuheng: "Thank you, ancestor, for taking the shot."

"Na Shun thinks very highly of himself, he opened his mouth, and thought he could control my concubine." Yinxiu took out an embroidered handkerchief to cover his mouth and smiled. The girl is juicy and tender, how can she listen to a rough man like him, and do such trivial things as servants?"

Pay attention to the twitching of the corners of Ji Shi's eyes when he listened to what they said.

Master Yuheng also smiled, but what he said was not funny at all.

"If you get into Guanshishu, I'm afraid you two won't be able to go back."

"Oh, why did the ancestor say these mournful words?"

Daoist Yinxiu waved his handkerchief, and Ji Shi wanted to turn his eyes away because of his posture, and suddenly felt a surge of aura, and the breeze was blowing, and when he turned his head again, Daoist Yinxiu was no longer in the same place at all.

The head of the magic puppet way nodded reservedly, said goodbye, and then disappeared.

The demon cultivators of the two demon sects immediately evacuated with their own heads, and there were only three or two blood river cats left on the Mingtai.

Ji Yi: "..."

What are these two people here for?

"They don't want to listen to Shunhu's order, but it doesn't mean they don't want Guanshishu," Yuheng said.

Probably the old fox can read minds, Ji Shi silently slandered, and then said: "Don't the real people want it?"

"Guanshishu is a hot potato, and its function is of no use to me. I stay here just to say a few words to you."

"Oh? What does the real person want me to do?"

The smile on the real Yuheng's face was even bigger, the sensible junior is really very lovable.

He sent a sound transmission to Ji Shi's spiritual consciousness: "The second half of the book of Guanshi is not related to my Canglan world. You just listen to me."

The real Yuheng narrated in the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness, and the more Ji Shi listened, the more speechless his face became, which made Yan Beigui, who was dealing with Wuchenzi and Yuanji, and finally let them leave for a while, subconsciously turned his head to look at it. Eyes, wondering what kind of shocking things are being said by one person and one god over there.

When Master Yuheng finished speaking, Ji Shi had already accumulated a lot of complaints.

Immortal Yuheng finished speaking, and said again: "In a short while, I am going to visit Jinlong Tianzun. If you want to come, you also want to go together." Immortal Yuheng waved his sleeves like those two immortals Disappeared, Ji Shi couldn't even see his back, and he heard the last sentence that was not transmitted by spiritual consciousness.

Everyone on Mingtai heard this sentence.

"I wish the two of you a happy marriage forever."

Ji Yi: "..."

This old ancestor's acting style is really unpredictable, no, is there a real soul in Canglan, whose acting style can be figured out?

On the other side, Yan Beigui choked on Patriarch Yuheng's words, and almost fell when he stepped over the collapsed girder of the ruins.

Ji Yi turned around.

Yan Beigui felt that Ji Shi's expression at this moment was really indescribable. If he was in modern times, he would probably understand that this expression is called dead expression.

……What's going on here?

This meaning was clearly written in the eyes of the white-haired Taoist, but Ji Shi covered his face and said, "I'll tell you later."

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Waiting for those people to be sent away, and then to bring back their own people, it will already be the climax of the moon.

Although Ji Shi wanted to have a few words with Yan Beigui, but the Daoist Temple of Sanren is in full swing, and Yan Beigui is so busy that he can only sit on the chair brought by his own little demon spirit who also ran back, and look at it with his face bored. .

This was the first time he saw what Yan Beigui looked like when he was the head of the sect.

Yan Beigui, whom Ji Shi knew, started from the wrong impression left by "Supreme Heavenly Venerable" at the beginning, to the impression that has been completely subverted now - slovenly, always smiling, more like a poor Taoist priest who wanders around than a monk, and speaks a little bit Unfocused and intimidating in doing things, but always getting good results.

Like, a pearl that shines brightly at night.

Those good results are by no means luck, but from invisible planning.

But Ji Shi rarely saw how Yan Beigui planned.

Yan Beigui was talking with a few elders of Sanren Dao, and seemed to be gesticulating something. Those elders looked a little lazy, but their attention never moved away from Yan Beigui, and they were all listening to the white-haired Taoist very seriously.

There are still quite a lot of affairs accumulated in the Sanren Dao.

Yan Beigui couldn't handle affairs properly for a year, and Sanren Dao had to stop some things. Now that Yan Beigui woke up, he was rushing to catch up with the progress.

Those elders left, and the monster clan in the door came to ask for advice, and soon got a satisfactory answer, and left.

Before the next wave of people arrived, Yan Beigui looked back and smiled at Ji Shi.

Under the bright moonlight, his white hair was almost the same color as the moon.The cool night breeze blew past, blowing his clothes, even if he was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, under the reflection of the stars all over the sky, he felt a little bit more floating.

Ji Shi met his gaze, and his body shook slightly.

Before Lord Shanshen looked away, Yan Beigui turned his head and continued to answer the next group of people's questions.

So he hesitated for a moment between looking away and not looking away, but Ji Shi still didn't look away in the end.

I don't know if Yan Beigui will be able to clean up this mess in three days.

He might as well go to meditate to get some insight, what is he doing sitting here and staring at Yan Beigui?

This thought came to mind for the third time, but Ji Shi didn't look away at all.

Jiang Yingliu, who had just finished cleaning the library, came back and saw Chunshan Jun teasing the little demon spirits around him while staring at Yan Beigui for a moment, and Yan Beigui would always take time out of his busy schedule to give Chun Shanjun a loving look. to continue with the business.

Jiang Yingliu: "..."

The playboy angrily threw the mustard bag containing the jade slips in front of Yan Beigui.

"Continue to be immediate." After Yan Beigui said this to the two little boys, he turned his head to look at the mustard seed bag that had fallen to his feet, and raised his head to ask, "Huaishi, are you asking for a mission to travel?"

Jiang Yingliu: "...how do you know?"

"Yu Wu is your confidante, help her to design the formation." Yan Beigui didn't say how he knew, and arranged Jiang Yingliu's whereabouts lightly.

After finishing speaking, Yan Beigui looked back at Ji Shi again.

Jiang Yingliu stood close this time, and he judged that Yan Beigui's turning back was subconscious, and there was no intentional showing off at all.

...If you go to Jade Five Immortals City, go to Jade Five Immortals City, as long as you can leave this place as soon as possible.

But before leaving, Jiang Yingliu still insisted on his heart of gossip and asked a question.

"What is the relationship between you and Mr. Chunshan now?"

Yan Beigui was taken aback for a moment.

A few hours later, Yan Beigui sneaked out of his busy schedule and was finally able to talk to Ji Shi who was sitting by the side, so he asked this question again.

"what relationship?"

Ji Yi repeated in surprise.

When he recounted, his voice was extremely soft, and Yan Beigui couldn't help getting closer to him.

It may be because of the bright moonlight, or the atmosphere is too poetic, or the person in front of him is too beautiful—of course, Ji Shi doesn’t think he thinks so—Ji Shi looked at Yan Beigui’s approaching face, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold Yan Beigui collar, and pulled Yan Beigui closer.

The lips are right in front of the eyes.

Ji Shi blinked his eyes, before his body could react, he had already kissed her.