After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Yan Beigui: "..."

Fellow Daoist Chun, the ability to beat snakes and sticks is really good.

This person is always this kind of cleverness that flashes of inspiration, which cannot be called the right way, and people have to worry that he will go on the wrong way.

Yan Beigui suppressed this faint worry in his heart, but said on his mouth: "That's good, fellow Daoist, let's make a Dao Heart oath too."

"Oh, didn't you say you can trust me?" Ji Shi was not surprised by his request, as if he asked casually.

"Of course I believed in the words of the fellow daoist, but the fellow daoist didn't say that he would cooperate with me."

Speaking of this, the handsome Taoist with frosty hair laughed again.

"Fellow Daoist promised to apologize, and fellow Daoist Daoist will apologize, but Fellow Daoist didn't promise not to make a bad idea later, I can't give you a chance to make a bad idea."

This answer was not what Ji Shi expected. It was an answer that didn't look like the Virgin but wasn't a hypocrite either.

Then, in the future, you can't treat him as a virgin, and you can't treat him as a hypocrite.

But I still don't understand, about Yan Beigui...

Ji Shi said: "Are you sick?"

"Maybe, I just want to be a hero." Yan Bei returned.

This is almost the same tone as a kindergarten child who said that he would grow up to be a scientist. Ji Shi's eyes twitched, and he heard Yan Beigui continue: "Anyone who cultivates the Tao must have a paranoid heart. The heart is the way, and my way is the way of chivalry... ..."

Having said this, Yan Beigui stopped suddenly.

According to past experience, he felt that Ji Shi should not be interested in such topics, so he coughed lightly and said, "Ahem, the book I'm looking for is in Xisan Shisan, Fellow Daoist Spring, shall we go together?"

With this rope holding me, is it possible not to walk together?

Ji Shi with black hair turned and walked towards the west of the library.

Yan Beigui stepped forward quickly, passed Ji Shi, the Wuming Sword was already in his hand, and wanted to walk ahead to open the way.

At the moment he passed, he suddenly heard Ji Shi ask: "Why?"

"Uh," Yan Beigui paused, "Because...he listened to a lot of Jianghu storytelling when he was young...probably."

... so perfunctory, Ji Shi thought.

It's fake at first glance.

Not long after the two of them left the Zhumen high platform, the Tai Chi diagram on the high platform spun again, and when the dazzling light dissipated, a male cultivator and a female cultivator appeared on the two poles of the Tai Chi diagram.

These two are Yan Zhong, the young city lord of Yuheng Road, and Yuan Ji, the big disciple of Xiaoyao Road. Even if they work together to enter the third level, their eyes still look at each other with hostility and vigilance.

Yuanji's golden palace attire had a few holes, Yan Zhong didn't look embarrassed, but the junior brother Jiang Tong who was lucky enough to meet before had disappeared.

It was precisely because of being attacked by Yuan Ji that Jiang Tong was out of the game.

Yuanji, who is good at calculation of celestial secrets, could not show any clues before the sneak attack. She was aggressive and could kill Jiang Tong with one blow. Yan Zhong, who had already climbed the steps of the jade platform with his junior brother a few steps, realized it. The two entangled each other. After fighting for a while, I went to the Jade Terrace of Zhumen, only to find that the third pass requires the cooperation of two people to enter.

It's not a good idea to kill the opponent and wait for the next one that doesn't know when it will come, because you don't know if the next one will be worse than the one in front of you.

The relationship between Yuhengdao and Xiaoyaodao is like that, but it is better than encountering the rampant sword of Tianjiandao.

Yan Zhong made a choice very quickly, and negotiated quickly. Yuanji, who had the same concerns, agreed to cooperate with him temporarily, but the only cooperation was to enter the third level.

As soon as the two of them entered the library, they immediately looked around and made sure that there was no danger before turning their attention to themselves. It was also at this time that they saw the thin rope tied around their ankles.

After reading the note Xiao Cui was holding, both Yuan Ji and Yan Zhong turned pale.

The cooperation that was originally an expedient measure has to be maintained at this third stage. The two of them don't trust each other at all. Is the goal of going to Yuanji first or going to Yanzhong first?

Just when the two of them started negotiating again with dark faces, the Tai Chi diagram under Zhumen lit up again,

This time, it was Jing Rong, the chief disciple of the Heavenly Sword Dao, with a casual cultivator they didn't know.

On both sides, four people, with eight eyes facing each other, were all taken aback.

The casual cultivator they didn't know was Du Rufeng.

Probably because of the candied haws before, Du Rufeng was so unlucky that he managed to touch the gates of the second and third levels, but happened to run into Jing Rong's and was forced to cooperate.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the big disciples of the other two sects. Du Rufeng twitched the corners of his mouth, swallowed the crystal cake that could restrain his breath, and retreated to hide behind Jing Rong, not to disturb the three big disciples of the three sects of Immortal Dao. Historic meeting.

As a result, his actions immediately drew Jing Rong's attention back.

Completely ignoring the two on the opposite side, Jing Rong's brow flashed with a sword, and a slender lavender sword appeared in his hand. He looked at the string between him and Du Rufeng, and summoned the third sword with one hand. In the other hand, he held a long sword and directly pierced Du Rufeng's collar.

Du Rufeng was taken aback, and shouted, "Hey, I'm the only one who helped you pass the third level. Don't turn your back on you so fast."

The long sword picked up Du Rufeng's collar and picked him up. While looking at the note in his hand, Jing Rong said, "Didn't I help you in too... Ah, this way."

After finishing speaking, he threw away the note casually, and with a wave of sword intent, the note was chopped into thousands of fine pieces, and then carried Du Rufeng, who was constantly struggling, down the high platform of the Zhumen.

Yuanji and Yanzhong watched the two go away, and the corners of their mouths twitched together.

"The casual cultivator doesn't know the rules of the third round at all, and I'm afraid he won't know how he got out when he's out." Yan Zhong sighed, "You Daoist Jing's move is pretty good."

Yuanji raised his eyebrows, "Friend Daoist Yan is regretting that this method can no longer be used on little girls, isn't it?"

Yan Zhong smiled and said, "How is that possible, Fellow Daoist Yuan, let's continue discussing the route of the third level."

The two stopped lingering on the high platform, and quickly found a direction to leave. After waiting for a long time, finally another pair of monks entered the library through the Taiji diagram, and after reading the rules brought by the old man's spiritual pet, all They all sighed, only a few were lucky, and the monks who entered the third level with their classmates or friends quickly got off the high platform, and the rest of them were all blocked on the high platform, arguing over which side to go first.

Ji Shi and Yan Beigui, who were the first to leave, both sensed the movement behind them. They looked at each other, and Yan Beigui asked, "Speaking of which, I don't know what the second level is like. Can fellow daoists explain it to me?"

"If you want to ask how many people are left after two trials, roughly one-third is left." Ji Shi replied.

"That is to say, there are about four or fifty people?" Yan Beigui asked again, but this time he seemed to be talking to himself, "That is to say, there are more than 50 groups... I hope we don't run into each other."

"This library is so big, and we are at the forefront, it is difficult to meet people."

As Ji Shi said, he casually took out a scroll from the bookshelf next to it, glanced at the completely incomprehensible seal characters on the seal, and unfolded it directly.

"Well!"

Ji Yi widened his eyes.

Yan Beigui, who was walking in front, heard Ji Shi's exclamation. Looking back, he found that Ji Shi had stopped in his tracks, his eyes were fixed on the scroll, the look in his eyes had disappeared, and a lot of cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead.

The white-haired Taoist frowned, and raised the long sword in his hand. Instead of using a sharp spine, he used a flat sword to knock Ji Shi away from the scroll in his hand, and then took a step forward to support the crumbling Ji Shi.

"Friend Spring!"

Ji Shi was in a daze for a moment, escaped from the illusion just now, and stared at Yan Beigui, who was very close to him, for a moment with a worried face.

Yan Beigui felt that his eyes were a bit strange, so he couldn't help but said again: "Friend Spring?"

Ji Shi blinked, and suddenly said: "Are you still running?"

Yan Beigui: "What?"

Ji Shi pointed behind him, Yan Beigui raised his head and looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw the scrolls that had been blown away by him lying on the ground, revealing the graphics and scribbled seal characters outlined in black ink on the scrolls.

Under Yan Beigui's eyelids, the handwriting broke away from the silk surface of the scroll, and the numbers were connected together, swaying like a snake and standing upright.

It seems to be the seal characters on its head. Look around, turn around, and resist Yan Beigui and Ji Shi.

Yan Beigui: "Uh..."

Ji Shi happened to turn around too, seeing this weird scene, he felt goosebumps all over his body, jumped up and ran straight away, Yan Beigui, who was being pulled by a string, followed behind him, the two of them flitted across the rows of bookshelves like the wind, And Mo Mo turned into a monster chasing after the two of them.

Yan Beigui tried to slash with his sword, but it felt almost nothing from the blade to his hand.

"Cough cough," Yan Beigui, who knew the attack was useless, coughed lightly and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what did you see in the scroll just now?"

"Seeing myself being swallowed by this monster." Ji Shi said.

After answering Yan Beigui with a blank face, the Lord Mountain God began to spurn himself again. People will not die unless they die. Why did you have to be so cheap just now?

...However, it is human nature to enter such a library and take out a scroll or bamboo slips to see what it contains.

Ji Shi didn't want to say anything good about the person who designed the level. He took several miles in one step, and ran along the road divided into countless trails by rows of bookshelves, scanning his surroundings.

Thinking of the countless monsters sealed in the hundreds of scrolls and bamboo slips around him at this moment, he felt a little...

...The main reason is that the atmosphere is too f-cking like a ghost movie.

Ji Yi, who had a hopeless phobia of ghost movies, threw a hill behind him to block the way while running, but the two of them managed to get rid of this one. As soon as they turned the corner, they saw a row of bookshelves being knocked down by someone. The scrolls and bamboo slips were all scattered, and countless black-ink monsters hovered over them. Even though Ji Shi retreated and hid immediately after seeing them, the movement before had already made all the black-ink monsters turn their heads and look at them.

The black ink monsters didn't see anyone, but a few of them twisted their bodies and swam towards them.

Yan Bei stepped forward, blocked Ji Shi behind him, held a long sword in his hand, and took a stance. Then he felt that something was wrong, and retracted his long sword, only holding the "Hao Ran Zhen Jing".

The pages of the book were flipping, and the movement attracted more ink monsters to swim over.

Ji Shi grabbed the book and prevented it from making a sound.

Yan Beigui was puzzled, "Fellow Daoist Chun, if you don't make preparations, I'm afraid..."

Ji Yi shook his head, signaling Yan Beigui to shut up.

He cast off the Silencing Curse, and whispered into Yan Beigui's ear, "Listen."

What are you listening to...

Yan Beigui only felt that the muscles in his ears and even his neck began to twitch, and he didn't need to think about it to know that he was blushing, but Ji Shi didn't notice that he suddenly became weird, but raised his body and looked forward.

In the distance, with a bang, large bookshelves collapsed together.