After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Ji Shi's smile was too bewitching, and Zhi Niang froze for a moment, wanting to agree in a trance.

But after all, she is not the ignorant young master Li, and because she has been manipulated by the demon cultivator, she is very disgusted with the state of insanity, but she wakes up in a moment, floats back a foot away, and watches vigilantly. Ji Shi.

Ji Shi is still dressed as a Taoist priest with a mask on his head. Zhiniang remembers him. If Yan Xianchang showed her amulet and helped her go to the Yamen to beat the drums and complain about grievances, there is no way to repay the great kindness, but this person not only rescued from Xu Xianchang before, It was also he who laid her down and broke the spirit position to help her escape from the control of the demon cultivator, and it was also a great kindness.

The immortal head disappeared after the matter of Li's mansion was settled, and he never expected to meet him again here.

Zhiniang bowed and made a blessing, and said: "Little girl, I would like to thank the Taoist priest for his kindness before."

"Oh?" Ji Shi squinted his eyes and smiled even wider, "How will Madam repay me?"

This is simply a blatant beg for favor, Zhiniang has never seen such a shameless person like Ji Shi.

But she did thank the other party for her great kindness, and wanted to repay the elders who rescued her. The woman frowned and asked, "May I ask what the elders mean by turning into a god?"

"Gods are nothing but Shinto monks," Ji Shi said, "But for ghosts like you who have no shelter, it is a better way than ghosts."

As he spoke, a few wisps of khaki-yellow light spots appeared from his fingertips, and the light spots turned into two clay figurines, evolving into two roads.

"The demon cultivator who manipulated you is dead, but the blood qi she gave you when she practiced is still there. Although you are no longer a ghost, but if you don't get rid of the ghost, one day you will turn into a ghost again. At that time, you will lose all consciousness. It's just a murder weapon that craves flesh and blood, and there are many restrictions on walking the way of ghost cultivation, even if you are successful in cultivation, you are still the weakest one among the monks in the same realm, how can there be a divine way?"

"But..." Zhiniang hesitated, "Little girl heard that the guests from the Central Plains said that the gods are evil things."

"Ha!" Ji Shi laughed.

He shook his head at Zhiniang, and said: "Is it possible that after becoming a god, you will do evil things?"

For example, Ji Shi himself, after becoming a righteous god who guards the way of heaven and earth, has not become a good person who likes to do good things.

However, there are all kinds of inconceivable things in the realm of comprehension. For example, the evil spirit left by the female demon cultivator on Zhiniang, for a person with an unstable mind, if he is entangled with evil spirit for a long time, he may change his nature and become irritable , loves to use violence to solve problems, it is not impossible to become a murderous ghost if one is not careful.

Ji Shi didn't intend to tell Zhiniang about this.

He just continued the previous words, lightly said the second way.

"You can be a god."

"You can be the god of weaving, worshiped by weaving women all over the world, bless all weaving women's ingenuity, and use the skills of weaving to lead the way... Can be the god of love, arbitrarily judge the fate of men and women, cut the red thread with a pair of scissors... Tang Zhi Mom, which one do you want to choose?"

"Weaving? Love?" Zhiniang murmured these two words, her heart moved.

She remembered how she and Li Lang made green plums around the bed when they were young, the red candles flickering in the bridal chamber on the wedding day, the day after day weeping beside the loom, and Li Lang picking up the blood-red loom. The words of praise that came out of his mouth during the silk satin, finally remembered, as the family's income was almost entirely dependent on her red silk, Li Lang gradually became indifferent.

She loves to weave silk with her own hands, otherwise she would not have spent a lot of time studying it every day since she was young.

She is also very happy to help the family.

But in the end, what exactly went wrong?

After much deliberation, only... men are unreliable.

Zhi Niang knelt down to Ji Shi.

"Zhi Niang is willing to save the women who are suffering from love and sorrow in the world from the sea of ​​suffering. Dare to ask the fairy elder, what should the little girl do?"

How to do?

Ji Yi said lightly: "Bring pens, inks, papers and inkstones."

Li's house is a merchant's house, but it is arty and has a collection of several sets of literati utensils. Zhiniang found these out, bowed her head respectfully, and did not want to see what Ji Shi was up to.

Canglan has the custom of mortals not to observe fairy arts, and fortunately, Zhiniang didn't see the words that the immortal master is not much better than a dog crawling.

Ji Shi wrote down Zhiniang's name and birth date on the rice paper, and also wrote the priesthood.

Then he poured his divine power into the Fengshen Seal, and printed a large golden seal on the rice paper.

The seal printed on the paper flashed brightly three times, and suddenly a flame ignited, which burned the whole paper, and finally turned into a fire, which shot into Zhiniang's eyebrows.

The seal script of Fengshen Seal flashed between the woman's eyebrows, and then disappeared without a trace.

This is a divine dao seed.

The air of heaven and earth surged over Li's house, Ji Shi frowned, and with a wave of his sleeves, suppressed the vision of conferring a god.

Fortunately, this is not a real conferred god, and it can be covered up with Ji Shi's cultivation.

If you want to truly become a god, you need incense table tributes and priests to offer sacrifices, both of which are indispensable, but what Ji Shi did was to guide Zhiniang. If you want to truly become a god, Zhiniang needs to work hard on her own.

Ji Shi went out to travel this time, with the intention of finding the materials of the natal magic weapon and planting the seeds of the divine way, but he did not intend to make these seeds of the divine way to be a god, one is that the realm is not enough, and the other is that he does not want to use the seal of the god Let these Shinto seeds completely obey his orders.

The kindness of enlightenment is enough.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

When one party revolts, all parties respond.

Rather than holding all the seeds in his hands, Ji Shi prefers them to grow naturally.

It's easier and less... messy.

After Zhiniang accepted the imprint and regained consciousness, Ji Shi continued: "One hundred, you will truly become a god after you save a hundred people from love."

Weaver's eyes lit up.

This method was very much to her liking.

Ji Shi first gave her the exquisite weaving girl who was cultivated by his divine power, and then injected a divine power into her scissors, saying: "The stone carving will give you shelter. When you find a heartless and ungrateful person, use the scissors to cut off the marriage." That's enough, but remember, if you cut off the marriage between those passionate lovers, not only will you not become a priest, but you will also lose your soul."

"Naturally, the little girl must be careful." Weaver nodded.

After saying that, she happily took the stone carving weaver and the brand-new scissors, thanked Ji Shi again, and left in a hurry, as if she planned to find a couple who had been divorced for an experiment immediately.

The purpose of meddling in Li's house is to transform Li Tang's practice of Shinto. Now that the matter is over, Ji Shi heaves a sigh of relief, turns around and plans to leave.

As a result, behind him, a figure appeared in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The man was wearing a washed white Taoist robe, with a long sword on his back and an exquisite gourd on his waist. A corner of the blue book cover was exposed from the front of his chest.

His white hair reflected the last brilliance of the setting sun, each strand of hair seemed to blend into the blood-red sunset glow.

Ji Shi looked at this person and couldn't help but remain silent.

After a while, it was Yan Beigui who spoke first.

"Friend Spring, long time no see."

The white-haired Taoist's tone was sparse and normal, but Ji Shi's eyebrows twitched fiercely.

Is it because I saw him conferring gods that I guessed his identity?

Ji Shi guessed in his heart, quickly restrained his emotions, and greeted with the same words: "Long time no, friend Yan Dao."

The two looked at each other, speechless.

I don't know what Yan Beigui is thinking at the moment, but Ji Shi himself feels very embarrassed now.

As for the embarrassment, he didn't know.

Ji Yi coughed lightly, and said, "How long has Fellow Daoist Yan been here?"

Yan Beigui fell silent, and said, "It started when you asked Mrs. Tang if she wished to become a god."

Oh, that's a long time to watch.

It felt even more awkward.

I had such a quarrel before, and I feel that the impression of pretending to be cute left by the first meeting will be completely broken. I don't know what the Holy Mother will think...

"Fellow Daoist Chun has successfully enlightened Tang, congratulations."

"Thank you...no need."

After another short exchange, the two returned to silence.

Ji Shi was silent, and suddenly asked: "Speaking of which, Yan Daoyou, don't you say anything about my behavior?"

Yan Beigui was taken aback, smiled wryly, and said, "Friend Chun Daoist is a cultivator of the Divine Dao, and there is nothing to blame for wanting to revive the Divine Dao. What you want to ask is my opinion on the fact that after the revival of the Divine Dao, there will inevitably be conflicts with the Immortal Dao? "

Ji Yi snorted.

"Yan Daoyou didn't come up and kill me with a sword, I couldn't help myself in panic."

"How could I..." Yan Beigui sighed.

When they met last time, both of them avoided the dispute between immortals and gods that they didn't mention, but now they can't avoid it.

Yan Beigui felt that Fellow Daoist Chun seemed to have a slight misunderstanding of his character. He was not a person who would go up and kill him if he had a disagreement with his innocence.

Not to mention the long journey to immortality, most of the monks will be physically injured for various reasons. Could it be possible that as one of the immortal monks who doesn't even have a golden core, he can remove the obstacles for those people one by one?

In addition, Fellow Daoist Chun did not do anything evil, so why did he come to kill him?

Ji Shi really didn't really understand Yan Beigui.

His deepest impression of Yan Beigui is only the last chapter in "Supreme God", which is such a great sentiment to sacrifice oneself to save the people of the world.

Yan Beigui did this because of the righteousness in his heart. For people like Ji Shi who came from the modern earth, the only evaluation is the three words of "Good Mother".

Is Our Lady a compliment?no.

Ji Shi knew that he might look at people through colored glasses, but he didn't feel guilty at all, after all, the other party was a saint.

"Since Fellow Daoist Yan doesn't want to kill me," he said, "I don't have anything else to do, so I'll leave first."

After finishing speaking, Shrinking the Ground into an Inch was about to use it, but before his foot landed, Yan Beigui suddenly reached out to stop him.

"What are you doing?" Ji Yi said angrily.

"Fellow Daoist Spring, Pindao has thought about it. In fact, the immortal way and the divine way are not incompatible. If the divine way is to be revived, there is no need..."

"Hehe," Ji Shi interrupted him, "How can the gods and immortals live in harmony? Do you know where the fundamental contradiction is?"

Yan Beigui remained silent, while Ji Shi continued: "The contradiction lies in... everyone believes in God, but who practices Taoism? If one cultivates Taoism, how can one believe in God?"

If there is a powerful god with boundless power, the kingdom of God is spread across the sea, and people who grow up in the kingdom of God are influenced by their ears and eyes, and their beliefs are firm since childhood, even if they practice for faith, how can there be Taoism in this world?

As for the latter example, you can know it by looking at the current Canglan Great World.

In the final analysis, a large part of the battle for the Dao of Immortals and Gods is for the sake of orthodoxy for generations to come, and it is all about fighting for those seemingly insignificant but in fact important people.

Ji Shi's mind came up with large paragraphs of Marx's materialism and various ways of serving the people in a certain country.

He opened his mouth and wanted to continue, but he didn't expect a person to fly over the wall and stand between them.

It's Xu Fanyun.

The bold female sword cultivator shouted: "Friend Yan Dao, that Seven Star Blood Muzhi plant has been discovered by others, if you don't leave, you will be late!"