After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

A gray curtain of rain enveloped the South China Sea. On the remains of Tianshui Palace, a Daoist Primordial Spirit with a Dharma face on his head shielded the rain, and sighed: "The poor Taoist has always been suspicious, and the Heavenly Demon has tried his best to revive the evil thoughts of the Great God of Heaven and Oceans as the Great God of Heaven and Oceans." , What kind of intention is it, now it seems that they have long wanted to use the corpse of the Great God Tianyang to infect our world."

Another person said: "Even the filth that can't be purified by the four seas and sea eyes these years, whether it is the resentment of God Tianyang...is another matter."

"Speaking of which, what about the fake Tianyang?" A Jindan spirit person interjected, "The original plan of the Heavenly Demon should be to have the evil idea manipulate the corpse of the Great God Tianyang, so why is he personally fighting now? No matter what, the evil idea is still with Tianyang." God Yang is related, so manipulating the corpse will not be a problem, and this Heavenly Demon is not the original owner after all, so if he can do it like this, can he really succeed?"

The point put forward by this golden elixir hit the nail on the head. Immediately, the group of primordial spirit elixir tried to prove the success of the Heavenly Demon Society with various arguments.

Yan Beigui silently reduced his sense of existence among this group of primordial spirit golden elixirs. After all, it is impossible for him to have nothing to do with what happened today.

...However, if the Heavenly Demon had prepared such a plan early on, it wouldn't matter if there was him or not.

"So what are you worried about?" Ji Shiyi, who killed the demon-stained Tianshui palace servants by himself, prevented them from appearing unexpectedly and disrupting the situation at a critical moment, and then silently sneaked into the group of Yuanshen Jindan With voice transmission from the divine sense, he whispered to him, "You must have made up some very interesting things in your brain, the classic plot of a hero who wants to do good things but is deceived by others, and ends up doing something wrong?"

Yan Beigui: "...uh."

Ji Yi: "Hehehehe."

The white-haired Taoist looked away awkwardly, not daring to say that he was silently reciting the opening words of the story book "Li Xiaoren's Xue Yeying is tricked, Zhang Daxia kills his son angrily with three punches" in his heart. Layman Hanmei's story is so well written, Zhang Daxia Later, when I found out that I was deceived by Li Xiaoren, the disbelief, anger, and grief of death were very vivid and can be called classics.

Although he didn't know what Bai Mao was thinking, Ji Shi rolled his eyes when he saw his expression.

Everyone in the world is blind, so take such a guy as a benchmark for casual cultivators and a model of righteousness.

Even though he thought so, he did not reject Yan Beigui's hand that he quietly extended.

A smile flashed across the eyes of the white-haired Taoist, and then Ji Shi pretended not to feel anything and asked: "Shall we continue to watch here like this?"

Yan Beigui shook his head.

"We'll have to wait a little longer to see how things develop."

Those Yuanshen masters who spread out their spiritual consciousness and talked with each other also came to this conclusion.

"That Heavenly Demon is only in the state of primordial spirit enlightenment. To master the divine body of the heavenly god, the backlash is huge. Although I don't know why he gave up the plan to manipulate the divine body with the fake sky ocean, but we just need to wait a little longer. know the consequences."

As soon as the Master Yuanshen said this, in the rolling Tianhe River, Hei Jialuo, who was trying to manipulate Tianyang's corpse to take a step, was unsteady on his feet, and the rotten white bones were beaten by the turbulent water and broke directly.

Everyone watched the giant in Tianhe fall face down in the water, and they all said, "Oh—"

The great sword master pointed his sword at the sky and shouted: "There is nothing to be afraid of!"

Not only in this part of the South China Sea, but also in other parts of the Canglan Realm, the Daoist Yuanshen are gearing up, forgetting the difference between immortals and gods.It is necessary to go to Tianhe to kill the demon who has polluted the body of one of the three canglan gods.

Shinto is also in high spirits, and it is rare to get along with Immortal Dao.

Turning into a wisp of black smoke, Hei Jialuo entangled in the bones with hatred in his heart. On the rotten bones, there was not a natural forbidden brilliance, preventing him from continuing to control this body.He saw Yang Wu on the ground looking up at him like everyone else, and wished that this bitch who had left the plan without authorization would die immediately.

"But you didn't find any sign of him turning into the righteous way of God, your eyes might as well be cut."

Hei Jialuo was startled: "Your Majesty!"

The Heavenly Demon Emperor Moyi only realized that the celestial artifact he had given was damaged, so he used his divine sense to investigate it, which happened to save Hei Jialuo in a critical situation.

The Emperor Moyi, who was far away in the Heavenly Demon Realm, could not make a move. Among other things, although the Golden Dragon Tianzun had not yet returned to Canglan, and the restrictions placed by him had been ruined by the previous invasion of demons, the arrangement for the realm of the immortals was still there. efficient.

The Jinlong Tianzun was designed to be dragged in the land of the dragon clan and could not leave, and Emperor Moyi attacked Canglan with his subordinates under the realm of immortals, which did not touch the bottom line of the Jinlong Tianzun, but once the Emperor Moyi himself made a move, things would be completely different. different.

The incompetent subordinates made Emperor Moyi angry, but he still told Hei Jialuo what to do in the future.

"You can't control Tianyang's divine body in a short time, first close the road from Canglan Mortal World to Tianhe."

Canglan Realm, Changwu Immortal City.

Patriarch Yuheng watched the rain wash away the mottled blood on the ground, and heaved a long sigh.

The names of the fairy cities of Yuheng Road usually start with the word Yu and end with a serial number, such as Yuyi and Yuer.

Changwu Immortal City is not the original city of Yuheng Dao, but hundreds of years ago, after a battle between immortals and demons, Yuheng Dao won the immortal city from Demon Dao.

"Maybe I'm really biased? Or has the root of the rebellion been planted from the very beginning?" Patriarch Yuheng put away the jade ruler, took out a pot of wine, held it in his hand, and walked through Changwu Immortal City. The slow corridor in the mansion, "But... Sun Miao is a good boy."

His temper may not be good, and his behavior is somewhat utilitarian, but the starting point is good.

That demon dared to put his hand into his Yuheng Dao. One day, he will take back the calamity of the millennium and the catastrophe of the Yuheng sect one by one.

Patriarch Yuheng looked up at Tianhe in the sky.

"Even if the Great God Tianyang is dead, how can the divine body be easily driven by others? It takes time for the demon to succeed."

This really couldn't be better, because what the Canglan Realm lacks the most is time.

Patriarch Yuheng, who put everything in his heart and was full of calculations, walked out of the city lord's mansion.

The fairy in white walked thousands of miles towards the South China Sea.

And above the sky, the phantom of the Milky Way that caused the people to talk about it tonight appeared only for a few sticks of incense, and disappeared in the rising sunlight like morning dew.

An hour later.

The Tianshui Palace completely crashed into the South China Sea. I am afraid that in the next hundred years, there will be monks trying to salvage magic weapons and treasures on this seashore. Crowds gather, and it may be another bustling city.

But at this moment, no one thought about such a long time ago. Huohuangshen and Yu'e slipped away together while others were not paying attention. Now Ji Shi, Yan Beigui, Yuhefeng disciples, Yaoweng, Du Rufeng, Jing Rong, Xu Fanyun, Yang Wu, as well as the members of the Sanxian sect who came to help later, all gathered on the rocky cliff by the sea, arguing with each other about the current situation.

Ji Shi and Yan Beigui didn't argue with other people about this, but stood with the great sword master of Tianjian Dao, watching Du Rufeng try various methods, trying to wake up the internal energy before he went out and was thrown a plate of soy beans Jing Rong, who was stunned, listened to the great sword master explain the sword intent of destroying the world.

The Mieshi Sword Art and Mieshi Sword Intent, because they can echo the power of the Law of Destruction, were not allowed to be practiced in the Canglan Realm in the past.

However, it may be due to luck that Jing Rong obtained the sword art of destroying the world, but he has been active in the Canglan Realm for so many years, and he has never been killed in the name of "practicing magic skills", so it can be seen that he practiced destroying the world Sword intent was acquiesced by the Three Immortals.

It was even acquiesced by the Three Demon Sects.

"Because the Heavenly Demon has been dyeing my Canglan Realm for a long time," the great sword master said to Ji Shi, "heaven and earth will use the son of luck to fight against the magic dye, such as you, Haoran Spirit, or now The chief disciples of several major sects, my apprentice, is also a child of luck."

The Great Sword Master paused for a moment before continuing: "Once the cultivators in our world can't resist the demon dye, the world will become turbid, and the morality of the world will be ruined.

Ji Shi and Yan Beigui silently looked at Jing Rong, who was lying on the car made of white clouds, with edamame sauce on his forehead.

This image really did not expect him to bear such a heavy responsibility.

The exceptionally strong old man sniffled and burst into tears, glanced at the god standing next to his apprentice, and made a final conclusion: "My apprentice...is so pitiful."

Du Ru, who was casting a magic spell to remove the stains on Jing Rong's body, heard the rumors, his hands trembled, and he made a wrong command, turning the little sword master's hair into the shape of lettuce.

But he didn't notice this mistake at all, staring at a pair of crying red rabbit eyes, Du Rufeng tremblingly touched Jing Rong's face with a somewhat impatient expression.

...So this person has always been burdened with such a fate?

He rejected him also because... huh?

Du Rufeng's thoughts of galloping away like a galloping wild horse were pulled back by a big hand that firmly held his hand.

There is a thick callus on the palm of this hand that was sharpened by sword practice, and you don't need to think about whose hand it is. Du Rufeng and Jing Rong, who didn't know when he woke up, looked at each other, and opened their mouths to say something, hmmmm Ah, I was speechless for a long time.

Jing Rong let go of his hand, touched the big bag on the top of his head that was smashed by the diamond-like edamame, and looked at Du Rufeng with extremely condemning eyes.

Under the crowd watching, Du Rufeng took a step back frightened by this look, took out a bag of melon seeds from the mustard bag, bent down and bowed, and tremblingly raised the melon seeds above his head.

He quietly raised his head a little, observed Jing Rong's face, and said, "...new, newly fried... oh."

Jing Rong: "..."

Great Sword Master: "..."

Surrounding audience: "..."

Ji Yi: "Pfft."

It was so embarrassing, Ji Shi mourned for Du Rufeng for a moment.

He looked away and caught a glimpse of Yang Wu standing in the corner with a branch in his hand.

Ji Yi touched his chin, and walked towards that corner.

This corner is close to the edge of the cliff, and you can even feel the water vapor raised by the waves hitting the sea cliff below, sitting cross-legged - a branch as long as one arm and two fingers thick is placed on his thigh - sitting Yang Wu, and cross-legged on his lap. On the opposite side, the atmosphere seems to be confronting medicine men.

The cubs of Jade Crane Peak are like quails just hatched, rather than standing behind the medicine man, it is better to say they are hiding behind the medicine man.

Of course, the focus of the eyes of the three parties was on that branch.

Ji Shi turned his head and whispered to Yan Beigui, "Sure enough, he grabbed it."

Yan Beigui didn't speak, but held his hand again, using the temperature of ironing to warm Ji Shi's cold hand in the rain.