After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Everyone opened their mouths wide as they watched Tianmo, who was evenly matched against Fake Tianyang, being thrown out by Old Man Cao.

In the Canglan cultivation world, there is no rigid impression that alchemists are not good at fighting, but the old man Cao opened a dojo in Donglin Mountain, which gave the alchemists who are in casual cultivation a world that will not be restricted by the big and small sects, and it is transformed by grass and trees God, Li Tiantian hates fighting. Ji Shi has never seen the old man Cao make a move. He really didn't expect this senior to make a move if he didn't. It was amazing.

Among these people, the only one who knew the strength of Old Man Cao was the only one who knew the strength of Old Man Cao. The old man snorted softly and stroked his white beard proudly.

It seems that Mr. Cao is still lively and jumping around, so he doesn't have to worry about anything.

The medicine man who thought this way raised a beard and frowned.

Although he knew that the old man Cao was also an alchemist himself, and it was impossible that he did not have the necessary pills by his side, he still carefully looked at the expression on the face of the old man Cao in the secret realm, and the condition of the big tree behind him, and finally took out the inside that was still burning. He came to the alchemy furnace with raging flames, intending to refine a furnace for his old friend.

But he didn't want to, after carefully looking at it, he was shocked, and almost missed and smashed the alchemy furnace that looked only the size of an exquisite ball, but was actually extremely heavy, on his foot.

It was the little apprentice Cui Chunhao who had been watching him all the time who gave him a hand to prevent the pill furnace from being damaged.

The pill furnace fell to the ground with a loud noise, attracting the attention of the people around. The medicine man patted his little apprentice on the back reassuringly, and stared at the grass old man in the secret realm without the slightest deviation.

"Cao Laoer..." he hesitated, "Is it the old man's eyesight? Why does Cao Laoer feel that Shou Yuan is getting closer to the end?"

Ji Shi originally wanted to reply, saying that anyone in the world is not like this, but Yan Beigui said seriously before he said: "It is true."

Hearing what he said, Ji Shi took a closer look.

Nowadays, monks, no matter which world they are in, basically get [-] life yuan for achieving golden core, and [-] life yuan for achieving primordial spirit. There may be a shortage, and there is absolutely no possibility of more.In addition to this, it can be increased by other means, such as eating spiritual fruit and spiritual plants with innate energy, but this is for ordinary human monks, and the lifespan of monster monks is also different for different heels. Different, spiritual cultivation has a long lifespan, the incense is not extinguished, and the gods live forever.

Whether it is a grass demon spirit or a spiritual cultivator, they all have a lot of lifespan. Perhaps the only one who is older than the old man Cao is the ancestor of Yuheng, but Ji Shi said that the ancestor of Yuheng might die tomorrow. When the lifespan expires and then hiccups, the old man Cao can live another 1000 years.

But the phenomenon of rapid aging of the face can only be explained when the longevity limit is reached.

"Is it a secret technique at the cost of longevity..." Yan Beigui sighed softly, "No wonder it can defeat the flying demon with one blow."

Ji Shi frowned, and this was the only explanation.

"Stupid! Why are you so stupid!" the medicine man gasped and scolded.

The surrounding Yuhefeng disciples heard what Yan Beigui said, and felt that a catastrophe was imminent in their ignorance. They looked at each other and found that the faces of the brothers and sisters were full of panic, and the white clothes looked like the sky was falling. , Tsing Yi, the only one among the crowd who was a little calmer, could only pat him on the back, fearing that he would cry in the next moment.

Yan Beigui touched his nose.

He turned his head to Ji Shi and said, "I just suddenly had an idea."

Ji Yi: "Say."

Yan Beigui said: "The way of the devil is said to lead people into the devil, and the way of righteousness is also common."

The corner of Ji Shi's mouth twitched and said: "Which one do you want to talk about? Heavenly Demon can't do it, so could it be that you want to take a vacation to Tianyang as a righteous god? Don't mention the fact that he is essentially the evil mind of Tianyang God. The current situation is because of his confusion Haunting... eh?"

The mountain god suddenly stopped talking.

He felt that he seemed to understand Yan Beigui's thoughts.

"It's an evil thought, how could you be entangled in the obsession?" Yan Beigui smiled gently, but in Ji Shi's eyes, the smile flickered, "Since the obsession is obsessed, the obsession must be biased towards the right way, isn't that right? Our chance to guide him back to the right path?"

The corners of Ji Shi's eyes twitched along with the corners of his mouth.

...It really makes sense, and he didn't think of any words to refute it.

Yan Beigui continued to talk eloquently.

"Since the great god's confusion is whether he is the real Tianyang or the fake Tianyang, isn't it difficult to solve this kind of thing? If he wants to become the real Tianyang god, he should follow the actions of the real Tianyang god in the past. Do……"

"Then the first thing he has to do is to kill Su Yi who killed him, and the heavenly demon who set him a trap, such as the one in the secret realm." Ji Shi nodded, "Good idea... God Tianyang knows it Will kill you later."

"The dead are gone, we should think more about the living." Yan Beigui spoke righteously.

However, Ji Shi just felt that this white hair...was black again.

Forget it, it wasn't him who was hacked this time anyway.

"Your idea is very good, but it's not easy to do it." Ji Shi finally said.

"Ah, this kind of thing..." Yan Beigui looked down at the unpretentious Haoran Sword in his hand.

The sword edge of Haoran Sword was trembling slightly, and the sword spirit of Haoran Sword was urging repeatedly.

Yan Beigui raised his head and sneered at Ji Shi. Ji Shi sounded the alarm in his heart and heard Yan Beigui say: "After all, Poor Dao is the Sword Master of Haoran, so he can only go up and get beaten up."

The coherence of the upper and lower sentences is so poor that Ji Yi was taken aback before he understood what it meant.

Does it mean to use the Grand Virtue Sword and Grand Virtue Qi?

Just looking at the gap where Ji Shi was stunned, Yan Beigui bent down, like a mouse, and got into the gate of the secret realm that was about to collapse.

Ji Shi: "...I'm fucking your mother!"

Before he even had time to raise his middle finger, Ji Shi followed without thinking.

The medicine man couldn't help stroking his beard.

"At first, I thought that Beigui's choice of Taoist couple was too poor, but now I see that Lord Chunshan really has deep affection for him. If it's not a spiritual cultivator... hey."

"Isn't senior Cao also a spiritual cultivator?" Cui Chun said.

The medicine man's hand stroking his beard stopped, and after a while he beckoned for the pill furnace that fell on the ground, and threw it at his little apprentice.

The commotion outside the secret realm was so loud, but within the secret realm, the world was turned upside down.

Hei Jialuo, who was thrown into the air, stopped in mid-air. Before he could stop, a black dragon was swung out from the magic sword in his hand. The roar of the black dragon caused several cracks to appear in the secret realm, and he rushed towards Old Man Grass wagging his head and tail. .

The wind howled, the lightning flashed.

The black dragon covered the sky, and even Wang Yang was silent for a moment.

The next moment, Jia Tianyang raised the white snake staff and rushed to the sky. On the snake's head of the white snake staff, two scarlet bean eyes flashed, facing Jia Tianyang's own scarlet eyes, and let out a terrifying neigh.

The water waves surged hundreds of feet high and turned into countless water snakes. The water snakes were tangled together and assembled into a huge water dragon, which hit the black dragon head-on.

"boom--!"

The magic energy overflowed, and the water splashed in all directions.

Hei Jialuo laughed: "If it's the real Tianyang, there is no need to let the water flow into a snake, and the snake into a dragon. I'm afraid you can use 99 water dragons to entangle me and grind me to pieces. You are just a low-quality counterfeit. Do you really think that with Tianyang's name, you are Tianyang?!."

His words really stepped on fake Tianyang's sore foot

Hei Jialuo's voice fell, the black dragon smashed into the water dragon, swung its long tail, and changed direction, rushing towards the false sky.

The shattered water dragon fell into the ocean, and the hem of Fake Tianyang's clothes floated in the water. He tapped the water surface with the root of his stick, and the second water dragon flew up again in an instant, opened its mouth and roared, and then flew out the third one, and the fourth one strip.

The three water dragons form a triangular encirclement, their tails are entangled, and under the thunderlight, one can vaguely see the dragon scales protruding as they circle, and the edges reflect cold light, which is extremely sharp at first glance.

The dragon horns of the water dragon, like the lush branches, directly lead the thunder and lightning from the sky, rushing towards the black dragon while roaring.

"Heh," Hei Jialuo rubbed his wrist, "it's a little bit of his demeanor back then."

He raised the magic sword again.

Hei Jialuo stood firmly in the air, starting from the point under his feet, the blackness spread out to the surroundings, like a drop of ink dripping on paper and then rendered and unfolded, the endless magic energy burned, turning into pitch black like an abyss behind him His cloak was dragged behind him by the head-on wind, like a straight line.

The black fire spun, burning from the tsuba of the magic sword to the edge of the sword.

Heavenly Demon held up the magic sword and shouted: "Tianyang——!"

The next moment, a seal bigger than a mountain hit him on the head.

On the back of the seal, there are thousands of ravines and ravines, and on the front are engraved with four seal characters - Tianshou Youming.

At the same time as the seal fell, a door faintly appeared behind Hei Jialuo. The white bone skeleton opened the door, letting out a little of the darkness in the door, and there was a man wearing black clothes and a high crown standing at the door Finally, he stretched out a paper-pale hand to Hei Jialuo.

It feels really weird to have both the real body and the extravagant avatar at the same time.

Thinking so, Mr. Chun Shan stood beside Old Man Cao, bending over to look at Old Man Cao's situation.

Old Man Grass's skin was already the same as the dry, cracked bark of the big tree behind him, and roots sprouted from under his feet, tying him to the ground.

While mobilizing the aura of the ground under his feet, Ji Shi tried to help the old man Cao up.

Old Man Cao waved his hand away and shook his head: "Leave me alone, young man."

"What you said is not kind. I don't want to fight against the big banner of Shinto. If there are fewer useful seniors, I won't let you go."

Hearing this, Old Man Cao finally had a smile on his face.

"Although you are not a very good young man, I am relieved to entrust the Shinto to you..."

"Hey, don't make such an appearance of confessing your last words, do you know how much Yao Weng is worried about you?"

"The medicine man... I have collected all kinds of alchemy secrets and secret recipes over the years. I put them on the paper crane that flew away when I quarreled with him a year ago, and told him that he knows how to find them... and the ones from Donglin Mountain. The title deed...my disciples..."

Ji Shi only felt that no matter how much spiritual energy he mobilized from the earth, he would be sucked up by the roots of the old man Cao like a whirlpool, but the old man Cao's situation did not improve at all, and he broke down and shouted: "Damn, you really confessed your last words!"

"The magic general Shunhu's soul-searching technique is extremely overbearing. If it weren't for His Majesty's evil thoughts, I wouldn't be able to survive today. But now, the old man is just a burnt firewood. He wants to be lit again. It's not a pity to turn into ashes... Chunshan Jun, don't cry..."

"Can a dying person slander me like this?" Ji Shi asked with a cold face.

Grass old man smiled and shook his head.

"At the end, let the old man do his best."

Ji Yi was silent.

... If he wants to die, he really can't control it.

Ji Shi let go of his hand, stepped back, and looked at Old Man Cao quietly, keeping his eyes on him for a moment, watching him stand up and raise his dry hands like branches to the sky.