After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

"When you find the elixir, I will refine it for you."

"So, thank you Yao Weng."

Yan Beigui suddenly laughed.

The medicine man shook his head indifferently.

The place where the two played chess was on a huge blue rock, and beside the blue rock was a giant pine tree with clusters of needles and leaves, like a cloud cover, stretching out like an old man welcoming guests.

Seeing the two standing up at this moment, the pine tree shook, shaking off a large number of needles and leaves.

Yan Beigui glanced at it, and said, "This old pine, Yaoweng, seems to have opened his mind?"

The medicine man was putting the chess box back into the mustard bag, glanced at it, and said: "There are still hardships."

The two walked away from the pine forest together, turned a few turns, and stepped into a thatched hut.

The hut has no door or window, only straw curtains are hung on the four walls, and the air leaks everywhere. Even the thatch on the roof is bald. It looks dilapidated and shabby, which is simply horrible.

And in the thatched hut, there was a stove, and sitting beside it was a fat white doll, holding a banana fan in his hand, hanging down weakly, dozing off with his face buried on the wall.

"Oh!" The medicine man became anxious all of a sudden, "It's time to switch to a simmering fire, baby, you will make me angry!"

The old man woke the baby up with a hammer, pinched the fire with a pinching technique, and kept pouring a silvery blade of grass into the alchemy furnace. After a cup of tea, he lifted the furnace lid again and poured out Miscellaneous Dan Qi.

Yan Beigui on one side could only feel the flames billowing, accompanied by the fragrance of various medicines.

If it weren't for the formations woven on the shabby-looking straw mat, the thatched hut would have been on fire long ago.

After waiting for another stick of incense, the furnace opened and the alchemy was completed.

There was half a thatched hut-sized alchemy stove that was picked up by the medicine man, and a hundred or so mellow pills with the color of white jade flew out and fell into the jade bottle that the medicine man had prepared long ago.

It seemed that there was at least eighty-year-old medicine man with agility. As soon as Bai Yudan was put into the bottle, he quickly closed the lid with his eyesight.

After he finished all this, the old man turned his head and said to Yan Bei with a half-show off: "How?"

Yan Beigui: "Even the alchemists of the Three Immortals Sect are nothing more than that."

"Hmph," the medicine man said disdainfully, "How can those old fellows compare with me? They have hundreds of thousands of years of good spirit plants, or monster inner alchemy, skin bones, and gold stones to refine such a furnace of white jade. Dan, I can do it with a spirit plant that I haven't had in 100 years!"

"You are the best."

Yan Beigui complimented with a smile.

The three bottles of White Jade Pill that were refined all belonged to Yan Beigui in the end.

He kept one bottle, and he poured the other two bottles into his wine gourd. After a short breath, the Bai Yudan would be turned into spiritual liquid by the wine gourd, and after another three days, it would be completely turned into wine.

Such a generous or reckless behavior made the medicine man blow his nose and stare. Yan Beigui pretended not to see it, dipped his finger in wine, and teased the fat baby.

The old man looked at him, sighed, and made no accusations.

Although Yan Beigui was hundreds of years younger than him, in terms of cultivation, he was once a first-grade golden elixir.

but……

The old man's gaze rested on Yan Beigui's white hair, and he couldn't help feeling sorry.

He is only over a hundred years old, and his lifespan is not over yet, but he has white hair. It seems that the rumors are true. Since the incident three years ago, his little friend Yan has already fallen in realm, and his vitality and blood have been greatly depleted. , but whether it can be re-formed or not is unknown.

It's rare to find someone as talented and gorgeous as Yan Xiaoyou among casual cultivators, but in the end, did he still end up like this?

The medicine man suddenly became more regretful.

"Back then you avenged your master, if only you weren't impatient, but now you have this internal injury..."

Yan Beigui was taken aback, no one had mentioned this matter to him for a long time.

Feeling the regret in the old man's tone, he felt guilty for causing the elders to worry, and explained: "The Jindan spirit who killed my master's puppet way will enter the Huayuan realm soon, he is better than me. The older generation, if I wait a few more years, I'm afraid the gap will widen again, and if things go on like this, the words of revenge will probably become "don't talk about it again."

"Having said that... hey." The medicine man shook his head.

Back then, the kid said he wanted to avenge his teacher, but I didn't say anything to motivate him. I didn't expect this kid to be so serious. Canglan was shocked by this incident, the disciples and grandchildren of the golden elixir, everyone thought that he and the puppet Dao golden elixir died together, seeing this kid outside the mountain protection formation yesterday, he thought he saw a ghost.

"I heard at the time that if it wasn't for other people's swearing, this old man wouldn't believe that it was something you did." Yaoweng said, "You are usually too kind, and any fellow Taoist will be the first to help you if you have something. Others say that you are kind. It’s deceitful, it made me worry about you all the time, now that you have made a decision, I feel relieved.”

"People can be deceived by kindness..." Yan Beigui repeated these four words, and the corners of his lips curled up in exclamation.

Since he stepped into the practice, he has been a hero all the way, punishing evil and promoting good, but he never thought that in the eyes of others, he would be a bully.

Forget it, if others say that, he can still change his behavior. He is used to stepping forward to take care of any injustices he sees.

At that time, he also joined his master's sect to become a martial arts hero. He did not expect that what he learned was not martial arts but fairy arts, and what he entered was not Jianghu but the world of cultivation.

However, even so, what he is doing now is no different from what he wanted to do when he was apprenticed to his teacher back then, and he can manage a lot more nosy things, which is good.

The medicine man didn't know what he was thinking, the old man was thinking carefully.

Let's talk about the lineage of Daoist Haoran, who has used Haoran as his Taoist name from generation to generation. He is not from a sect, but a benchmark in casual cultivation. In the sub-level, not to mention fighting for the benefits on behalf of casual cultivators, I am afraid that they will not even be able to protect their own safety.

The demon cultivators of the Demon Puppet Dao are eagerly waiting to chase and kill this kid.

Moreover, the rule in the cultivation world is that no disciples will be accepted if they don't have the golden core. If this kid is injured at this time, Daoist Haoran's lineage will have no incense. Thinking about it this way, it really makes people feel desolate.

Forget it, the Alchemy Conference will be held for one year, when countless alchemists will gather in Donglin Mountain, he will go out with his old face to get in touch with the alchemists of Yuheng Dao, Xiaoyao Dao, Tianjian Dao, maybe he can get a three-turn jade liquid pill.

So the medicine man changed the subject, "Do you know which spiritual plants are needed for the three-turn Yuye pill?"

Yan Beigui nodded and said, "I know."

Medicine Man: "Do you know where to find it?"

Yan Beigui: "It's nothing more than the Central Plains, Dongling, Nanman, Xihuang, Beibing, the medicine man can rest assured."

The medicine man was silent.

This kid opened his mouth, and included the entire Canglan Great World.

The medicine man asked again: "Do you know where you are going and what you should do along the way?"

Yan Beigui paused for a moment and did not speak.

He can't say that he sees where there is no business to take care of, so let's go there first.

The medicine man asked again, "Where do you plan to go first?"

Yan Beigui: "Uh... let's take a look at the east side first?"

Medicine man: "..."

From Donglin Mountain to the east is Dongling, and eastward from Dongling is the East China Sea. The land is barren, so where is there any good medicine!

Yao Weng really wanted to beat up the sneering white-haired Taoist priest in front of him.

After a while, the medicine man said helplessly: "Forget it, you junior, the old man can't control it... No matter what, you should go to the Central Plains for me first, and find Qiong Yun, the head of Xiaoyao Dao, to pick up something for the old man."

"nature."

Yan Bei returned.

It was said to be a piggyback, but it was actually to help him build relationships. He had to accept such kindness.

He shook his head again, patted the white fat doll's head, was hugged reluctantly by the doll, bid farewell to the medicine man, and flew into the air with the magic weapon of white clouds.

Seeing the unrestrained and unrestrained back, the medicine man shook his head, and hit the white fat baby with a hammer again.

"Although Yan Xiaoyou is really good-natured...but don't imitate him, you know?"

The ginseng doll let out a dissatisfied grunt, and got into the ground.

Yan Beigui didn't know what Yaoweng was talking about him behind his back. The white-haired Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the white clouds while drinking and singing.

"A scripture in one hand and a sword in one hand, a gourd and a jug of wine, and the empty sleeves pouring the breeze, only the chivalrous heart remains."

Worshiping the immortals to seek longevity, the road is endless, and in a moment, who will travel with me in all corners of the world.

... He is such a good man, I am afraid that he will not be able to find someone to swim with.

Thinking of this, a face suddenly appeared in Yan Beigui's mind.

But I don't know what happened to that Fellow Spring Taoist who walked the divine way.

The author has something to say: Yes, Xiao Gong was born gay

Only Chivalry keeps this sentence in my heart. It comes from the V family song, Luo Tianyi's "Chinese Clay Girl", which is very nice~

A part of Yan Beigui's character is also born out of this song, but "Chinese Clay Girl" doesn't seem to agree with the happy life of love and hatred

If Yan Beigui is the main character, the title of this article should probably be changed to "When a Hero of the Jianghu Cultivates Immortals"

...No, it should be "Supreme God" 2333

Part of the lyrics of China Clay Girl

[Let's say that ink is like a river manifold and a single shadow travels to the sky]

[The worn-out long sword and old clothes are only left in the heart in a narrow sense]

[There are so many things in the rivers and lakes, how can one sword cut off grievances]

[People's hearts are not like wine in a mirror, who can guess right and wrong]

[Golden and golden buildings full of gold and jade cups are worry-free]

[Suddenly strayed into the world of mortals, the ink stains the river, the blood stains the dangerous building]

[Seeking hatred in vain for three thousand years, once relieved after three cups]

【Resentment, revenge, revenge, revenge, resentment, when will the cycle of resentment rest?】