After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Young Master Li recalled: "I seem to have opened it secretly..."

Ji Yi frowned, as if?

Young Master Li continued: "I think I was too curious on the way, so I opened it... But I don't remember what's in the kit, so I probably haven't opened it."

Ji Shi frowned even deeper.

These words and descriptions are completely fascinated.

Although Ji Shi did not believe all of Young Master Li's words, the information pointed out a new direction for his thinking. For example, a monk designed the Li family.

I don’t know the benefits of designing mortals in this way, but assuming that a monk does this kind of behavior for a certain purpose, the only person who will have such a snake-spirited way of thinking is——

——Magic repair.

On the other side, while parrying the female ghost in red and distractedly listening to Ji Shi's question, Yan Beigui reacted more quickly.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said three words: "Demon Puppet Road."

There is a red-clothed female ghost who can turn a recently dead soul into a fierce ghost, and even make it grow into a monk at the heartbeat stage or a monk at the jade liquid stage in a short period of time. only then.

Most of the demon cultivators in the Demon Puppet Dao are not as powerful as their own demon puppets, but their puppets are really powerful, plus there are demon cultivators commanding in the dark, it takes two or three righteous cultivators to deal with them. A puppet's magic puppet Dao magic cultivator.

In order to avenge his master, Yan Beigui once put in a lot of effort to study the Demon Puppet Dao, one of the three sects of the Demon Dao.

It seems that the Demon Puppet Dao is only good at manipulating puppets, and there is no difference between other sects that are good at enslaving beasts and planting spiritual plants, but the difference inside is huge.

The root of it lies in the sect philosophy of the Demon Puppet Dao.

The sect philosophy of the Demon Puppet Dao is that the sky is a puppet, the earth is a puppet, and everything can be a puppet.

Relatives and friends are puppets, enemies are puppets, and all but oneself are puppets.

It is said that this is a strange sect where the master turned the apprentice into a puppet, and the apprentice who turned into a puppet always thought about how to regain control of himself, and by the way turned the master into his own puppet. It is a miracle that there are signs of the head of the magic path.

Back then, Yan Beigui's master had an enmity with a golden elixir spirit who was a puppet, and the golden elixir seized the opportunity to kill him, destroy his soul, consciousness, and refine his body into a puppet.

Li Tangshi, after committing suicide with resentment, was probably transformed into a puppet by the magic puppet practice.

The demon cultivator must be hiding in the dark at this time, casting spells to support the red-clothed female ghost, so the red-clothed female ghost, who could not even retreat under Daoist Xu's sword before, is quite at this moment. trend.

However, Li Tangshi has only been dead for seven days, so he should not be completely refined. The refining cannot be interrupted, and the demon cultivator is on the side at this moment.

Yan Beigui glanced vaguely, he thought, the most important thing to do now is to interrupt the control of Li Tangshi by the magic cultivator in the dark...

...and then attack the dark demon cultivator!

Ji Shi, who had the same thoughts as Yan Beigui, pinched out several spells with his fingers, and two khaki rays of light hit Yan Beigui and Xu Fanyun, turning into two armors with hazy outlines, and luckily threw old master Li and young master Li out of the Li residence.

He didn't intend to protect these two mortals, but for Moxiu, living energy and blood can be used to replenish mana, and letting old master Li and young master Li stay here is basically the rhythm of giving each other tonics.

After finishing all this, he stepped forward a few steps, as if planning to participate in the fight with the red ghost.

Yan Beigui frowned, Shaoqing opened again, and moved aside, as if he wanted to make room for Ji Shi.

The secret Moxiu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled coldly.

Standing in the position Yan Beigui vacated, Ji Shi's fingers conjured phantoms, like petals of a lotus in full bloom, and squeezed out another spell to shoot at the red ghost, but turned halfway, and the earthy yellow light flashed out. After that, cut Li Tangshi's spiritual tablet and the two white candles beside the spiritual tablet in half.

The earthy yellow light turned into fine sand, covering the faint blue and green fire light, directly extinguishing the candle flame.

The red-clothed female ghost, who seemed to have a steady stream of mana, stopped her attack and became powerless. There was a gleam of clarity in her blood-red eyes, and she didn't know where she was in a trance.

At this moment when the dark magician couldn't react for a while, the light of the sword in Yan Beigui's hand rose a few inches, and the majestic righteousness gathered on the sword, and they slashed towards the dark coffin together.

Only Xu Fanyun was serious about beating the female ghost in red, only to find that things were changing too fast and she couldn't keep up.

Is the tacit understanding between Yan Daoyou and the monk who doesn't know the details very good?They are meeting for the first time?intrinsic?

These three questions flashed through her mind, and she was instantly forgotten by the female swordsman who only focused on the way of the sword.

After all, she is also an inner disciple sent by a famous family. Although she is a bit slow in turning her head, she can still do it with learning and style.

The second cold and sharp sword light slashed at the coffin. Yan Beigui had already cut the coffin in half, but Xu Fanyun's sword just hit the forehead of the demon cultivator who came out of the coffin.

"Chong-"

The female sword cultivator's sword let out a long sword cry.

It was chopped on a puppet made of pure gold.

The demon cultivator who narrowly escaped a life-and-death catastrophe was panting, and revealed his true colors. It turned out to be a female cultivator with a pretty face and charming eyebrows. She gritted her silver teeth and gave the three of them a hateful look. In an instant, five or six seven puppets were released, commanding them to kill the three of them.

But she herself flew up, planning to escape.

This will not work.

The relationship between Yan Beigui and Mo Puppet Dao is endless, his expression turned cold, and he said loudly: "Fellow Daoist, please slow down—"

As he uttered these words, the old yellow "Awe-inspiring Scripture" was suspended above his head, and the pages were quickly opened as if blown by the wind, revealing a fixed word.

And Ji Shi, who adhered to the law of cutting weeds and eradicating roots, was one step faster than Yan Beigui, only to see the earth tremble and tremble, and mountains suddenly rose in front of the female demon cultivator, blocking her way.

The female demon cultivator whose combat power was only on the puppet stopped for a moment before being beheaded by Yan Beigui with a single sword.

As for the five or six seven puppets, Xu Fanyun, who was out of the mood, could barely hold on for a moment.

Ji Shi, who cooperated with the perfect solution to the enemy, frowned and looked at Yan Beigui, and the white-haired Taoist priest also looked at him.

The two looked at each other, and then each averted their eyes.

Xu Fanyun let out a miserable howl.

"You two! Come and help!"

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Tens of thousands of miles away, in the Central Plains Desire City, where the Scarlet Concubine Road belongs, in a small courtyard belonging to the central palace complex of the Desires City, a female cultivator raised her head and let out a little hey in surprise.

This female nun was lying in piles of bright red veils, naked, her fat-like skin was set off by bright red as white as milk, her long black hair was loose and poured on the big bed, and there was a blood-red lotus print between her eyebrows.

She looks extremely beautiful, extremely gorgeous, and extremely charming.

Apart from her, there were several naked and beautiful women on the big red gauze bed. Their hands and feet were intertwined, and the unspeakable parts of their bodies were connected together, panting softly.

A woman noticed the distraction of the beautiful female cultivator, her soft body wrapped herself around like a snake, and said softly, "My lord, what are you thinking?"

The beautiful female cultivator known as an adult: "A month ago, I teased a lovely female disciple from the Demon Puppet Dao. She said that she would give me the Weaver Girl who Canglan can weave the best red silk into a puppet. From what I feel, that lovely female disciple seems to have suffered a physical injury."

The woman said unconvinced: "I can also find the best Weaver Girl for my lord."

The beautiful female cultivator raised the woman's chin, "Baby, I don't want you to go to Zhinu, why not stay in my bedroom... The sun is just rising, it's time to practice, let's come again..."

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The sun rises.

A new day has come.

There was such a big commotion in Li's residence last night that it was impossible for the people around to not know about it.

When Yan Bei returned to Xu Fanyun and the two of them—yes, Ji Shi did not participate, but just watched from the sidelines—were exhausted to deal with the puppet, the officers and soldiers sent by the local government surrounded the Li Mansion early on.

The sky of Dongling is high and the emperor is far away. The officials who serve are usually demoted to such remote places because of the failure of political struggles, but they are not completely free from the jurisdiction of Datai.

The official surname of the parents here is Zhang, and they hardly care about anything on weekdays, but this time it seems to involve a struggle between several immortal elders. As the representative of the Taitai Dynasty here, they have to ask for the sake of the dynasty's face.

Unexpectedly, one of the immortal elders disappeared after leaving the gate of Li's mansion, another immortal elder returned to the Taoist temple, and the last immortal elder sent two Li family members into the yamen.

Then there was a female ghost beating a drum in front of the gate of the yamen to complain.

With the immortal elder by his side, Mr. Zhang could only accept the case in fear and start the trial.

The common people who heard the news stood outside the court, pointing at the female ghost in red.

"Isn't that Weaver?"

"Yeah, isn't she dead?"

"Of course I'm dead, how can I become a ghost if I'm not dead?"

The common people were whispering excitedly, Master Zhang already had a fat face and was pale, and the gavel was slapped on the table, making such a sound that even ants couldn't fall down.

As the female ghost in red narrated the case, and the young master of the Li family was shaking as if he was sifting rice, the eyes of the people all turned to young master Li.

Zhiniang is a big character in their big set.

Whenever the common people mentioned Zhiniang and the red silk from Lijiabuzhuang in other places, they always looked very proud.

It can be said that Zhiniang and Hongsi can be regarded as the signatures of their big fair.

It's okay that Zhiniang went for other reasons, they can't say anything, but the truth now is that this little boy from the Li family died in collusion with the demon cultivator. They all want to go up and beat Young Master Li to death, okay?

The facts of the case are very clear, and there is even a fairy who testifies.

At the moment when Mr. Zhang took a picture of the gavel and was about to announce the verdict, Young Master Li wanted to grab the corner of the red-clothed ghost with tears in his nose and tears.

His hand passed through the corner of the red-clothed female ghost's clothes repeatedly, but he remained steadfast and howled.

"Zhi Niang, I have always admired you, Zhi Niang, you have been in the family for so many years, I have not treated you badly at all, Zhi Niang, please forgive me."

The red-clothed female ghost who has regained her clarity since her spirit bit was broken, no, she should be called Zhiniang now.

Zhiniang fluttered back a step.

She still has scissors in one hand and silk thread in one hand, but now there is no support from Moxiu, and she was forcibly transformed into a ghost by Moxiu's blood energy. After Moxiu died, she gradually changed back to an ordinary soul, and the scissors and silk thread also lost their entities .

Zhiniang looked coldly, picked out a strand of silk thread, and cut it with scissors.

"Li Lang," she said, "from now on, the fate between you and me has been broken, so it will be like this."

Under such an announcement, Young Master Li was convicted of colluding with Moxiu, murdering his wife, and sent to prison to wait for the winter solstice to be executed.

Yan Beigui didn't return to the Taoist temple where Tianjian Dao was here until these matters were dealt with and he sent Zhiniang back to the Li Mansion.

"You have been busy," said Xu Fanyun, who had returned to the Taoist temple a long time ago. "Didn't you get the news that there is a seven-star blood fungus plant in the surrounding mountains that is almost a hundred years old? Now that you have rushed to it, I don't know if it is still there? Your three-turn jade The liquid pill is short of this elixir, if someone else gets it first, where can you find the second one?"

Yan Beigui didn't seem to hear what she said, he fell into deep thought and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Friend Daoist Yan?"

"... That fellow Taoist who walks the path of the earth, feels very familiar..."

"I don't know where he came from. He disappeared when he left Li's residence, and he didn't even leave his name. Although he is quite good at using various spells... What? Is there any problem with him?"

Yan Beigui nodded, then shook his head.

After a while, he said: "I suddenly remembered something, Fellow Daoist Fanyun, please wait for me."

Xu Fanyun was surprised: "Wait, you really don't want Seven Star Blood Muzhi?"

Before she finished speaking, Yan Beigui left in a hurry.

But at this moment, Zhi Niang, who was wandering in Li's house with nowhere to go, met Ji Shi who had been waiting for her early.

Surrounded by divine light, Ji Shi's brows were faintly marked with a divine pattern, with his right hand holding the seal of the gods, and a smile full of pyramid schemes on his face, he said, "Ma'am, do you want to become a god?"