After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Of course, Yan Beigui's public request for citizenship was unsuccessful.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of Daoist Yuanshen who survived the catastrophe and the only immortal in the Canglan Realm, Ji Shi looked at Yan Beigui three times, focusing on the upper three roads and the lower three roads. Zhou Fu's true energy breath was not injured, so he put the heart that had been raised in his throat back into his chest cavity.

So he put Xiao Canglan and the drawing back home in his sleeves and put it away, ignoring Yan Bei's return date Ai Ai's eyes, turned around with a cold attitude, and said to Patriarch Yuheng: "Younger, there is still something about the Yin domain. Can deal with it, since the matter is over, let’s take my leave first.”

"...Huh? A little..."

Ancestor Yuheng obviously didn't want to let him go after he finished the play, but Ji Shi told him that it was just for the sake of saving face, and the relationship between immortality and divine way was not good enough for that, so he didn't wait for his reply , opened the gate of the netherworld, turned around and stepped into the dark and lightless passage.

Yan Beigui awkwardly greeted the people present, and then chased into the Nether Gate.

Everyone on Mingtai sighed.

"I thought Sect Leader Yan wanted to hold us accountable, why did Mingtai become like this?"

"……young people."

"It's great to be young."

Yan Beigui sneezed.

He felt that he had obviously overlooked something unimportant, but since it was unimportant, it was okay to put it aside for the time being.

The gate of the netherworld closed behind his back, immediately plunged him into complete darkness, Yan Beigui tried a little to see how the law of heaven and earth restrained his actions, and felt that compared to the last time he entered the underworld, this restraint and hindrance were much stronger. After a few years, he immediately had a preliminary understanding of Ji Shi's work in Yin Yu in the past few years.

There was silence in the darkness, and the only thing that could be felt was the damp water vapor blowing on his face.

The white-haired Taoist suddenly became curious.

Canglan Yinyu... Now under Ji Shi's governance, what does it look like?

His heart moved at will, and he immediately took a step forward.

The darkness dissipated immediately, and the loud voices of people flew into his ears. The first thing Yan Beigui saw was the bright stars shining together.

The surrounding scenery was blurred due to the sudden change of Yan Beigui's perspective. He couldn't help blinking, and when he opened it again, he realized that those twinkling brilliance were not the light of stars.

"Soul fire?"

Saying this word, he took another step forward.

As he walked, he nodded apologetically to the ghost who was standing beside him and blocked by him.

Yan Beigui, who came here from the darkness, is now standing on the side of a certain stone road. The stone road paved with Qingyan is three feet wide, and there are wide raised steps on both sides. At this moment, Yan Beigui is standing on this wide step, blocking a Passing the way of ghosts.

Yan Beigui glanced vaguely around the ghost, changing his description of the ghost.

Because this ghost was wearing a black coat, carrying a lantern, and wearing a hat on his head, it was obviously different from the ghosts in ordinary white shirts who were walking around.

The ghost was also taken aback by Yan Beigui's sudden appearance. He raised the lantern and looked at Yan Beigui's eyes. After a while, he shouted in surprise: "Isn't this the Haoran Spirit?"

In fact, Yan Beigui left the Canglan Realm this time, and he often encountered adventures along the way. Now that he has stepped into the Yuanshen, he can be called a real person. However, he did not express anything to this ghost's mistake, but after searching his memory for a while, he finally remembered This ghost in front of me.

"You are, the one who followed Ah Chun back then..."

"The spirit still remembers me. The villain's name is Zeng Wu. You can call me Xiao Zeng."

This is the ghost of a monk who followed Ji Shi from the beginning. Yan Beigui remembered that he had some connection with his master, but the tone of this ghost's speech was more like a small official in the mortal officialdom than a monk.

And in terms of shrewdness and slickness, it is several times better than this ghost in the past.

"Xuanhe Daoist did not enter His Majesty's command. He entered the reincarnation of the soul Daze half a year ago. If you want to know where that reincarnation is, who is his last name, and his date of birth, I will tell you about it right away. Bring the news."

Yan Beigui: "Ahem... this, there is no need to do this."

Zeng Wu: "Oh, are you worried about not complying with the regulations? It doesn't matter, you have a good relationship with our Majesty, speaking of it..."

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Yan Beigui coughed like he had tuberculosis.

Zeng Wu, who was interrupted, smiled a little teasingly, with a more serious expression on his face. He took a step back to show respect, and said softly, "If you want to ask His Majesty, he is over there."

"Thank you."

Yan Bei, who finally stopped coughing, returned, he followed the direction Zeng Wu's lantern pointed, and the first thing he saw was the soul fire that dazzled his eyes before.

The soul fire floats on the small paper boats, burning quietly, reflecting the faint blue reflection on the smooth mirror-like water, which is beautifully quiet.

However, if you look up, you will see the hustle and bustle breaking the silence.

On the dark sky where the sky never sees the sun, there is a huge shadow attacking downward like a tentacle. After a while, Yan Beigui realized that it was not a tentacle, but more like an angry root system.

It is a pillar of support.

Some roots have penetrated into the Great Soul Lake, and the cool water shocked the roots, and they moved faster immediately.

Around the root system, there are countless ghosts and gods who are dressed similarly to Zeng Wu, and there are even Baiding ghosts who are working hard, carrying supplies like ants. shape.

In just a moment, based on the root system, the configuration of a city was built.

Ji Shi, who was watched by Yan Beigui, did not participate in these matters.

The Lord of the Nether stood in mid-air, and the jade medal that held the authority of the Nether floated above his head. As the roots fell, in the soul lake with waves of fragrance, hundreds of millions of soul fires rippled with the waves, and with a single stroke of his hand, they all left one after another. Paper boats rise with the wind.

The wind revolved around Ji Shi, and countless flickering soul fires were drawn into the wind, riding the wind straight up, circling Ji Shi, and reluctantly blending into the supporting pillar.

In the faint blue soul fire, the handsome god is relying on the wind to control the wind, and his clothes are fluttering, fluttering like a fairy.

"...It's so beautiful."

Yan Beigui sighed in a low voice.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

This time it was Zeng Wu who coughed like he had tuberculosis.

Completely disregarding the influence he had on others, Yan Beigui has been standing by the side of Hun Daze, watching his sweetheart dance.

Zeng Wu, who had a job, naturally couldn't accompany him, so he left quickly. Yan Beigui watched silently until the shock brought by the Tianzhu to the Yin Territory came to an end, and he was anxious to send the souls in the Hun Daze to The reincarnated Ji Shi also stopped, exhaling a very tired breath.

When he raised his eyelids again, Yan Beigui had already appeared by his side.

The white hair carefully handed over the elixir and water to supplement the divine power - wine, of course - the innocent and pure appearance made Ji Shi feel a dark fire in his heart.

This dark fire has been burning since Yan Beigui left without saying goodbye, and it has been burning until now, reaching its peak at this moment.

However, all the sarcasm and ridicule of Yan Beigui seemed like he was thinking about everything, as if...he was a bitch.

Time passed quietly, and the two surrounded by hundreds of millions of soul fires looked at each other for a while, and it was Yan Beigui who spoke first.

"I was wrong--"

"—No, don't say that."

Ji Yi interrupted him.

Yan Beigui, who was being watched closely by him, felt terrified, while Ji Shi looked him up and down, as if he was thinking about an extremely important matter.

After a while, he said: "Follow me back to the bedroom."

Yan Beigui: "Hmm... huh?!"

Ji Shi: "Hey, what, I've got a date, and I haven't taken advantage of any benefits until now. You just wash it up obediently and wait for me to fuck you."

Yan Beigui had a strange look on his face.

But after thinking about it, he agreed.

"Of course," he said, "you can do whatever you want."

Ji Shi, who made a cut and turned to lead the way, did not know that behind him, the white-haired Taoist showed a malicious smile that could be described as malicious.

Then, a night of passion.