After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Ji Shi, who returned to the temple of the Snow Mountain Goddess with the gloomy black air above his head, began to cultivate.

To be honest, he has been busy with chores for the past six months, apart from remembering to refine his natal magic weapon every day, he has hardly ever settled down to practice.

When Ji Shi enters the heart world, the land formed by the small canglan stretches as far as the eye can see, with mountains and mountains, and waters and waters, all of which are full of spiritual scenery, but except for the journey that Ji Shiyou has traveled in the past, other places are blurred. Waiting for Ji Yi to complete it.

Above the earth, the incense burns turned into clouds, or multicolored or seven-colored, lingering together.

Ji Shi stood on the top of the Spring Mountain in his heart, looking around, feeling that something was missing.

From the auspicious period to the opening of the mansion period, what is missing?

The incense clouds gather together, and the essence is extracted, turning into rain and falling down. Every drop of rain falls on the ground, and there will be a light halo. As the light rain keeps falling, the earth is getting brighter and brighter.

The rain of incense gathers on the ground to form streams of incense, streams gather to form rivers, rivers gather to form rivers, and rivers gather to form vast oceans.

As the belief of the Snow Mountain Goddess spread in the North Ice, the essence of incense in Wang Yang became more and more. Some of these incense were converted into Ji Shi's divine power, and some were used to sacrifice Xiao Canglan.

According to Ji Shi's original plan, if he continues to temper like this, in about 15 years, he should be able to start trying to open up God's Domain.

But now, he only has ten years to burn the divine fire and become the Yin god.

Even if he comprehends the law or even has an epiphany, it is impossible to do it.

Through practice time and time again, water drips through stones and perseveres, and when it comes to a layer of window paper, what epiphany does is to puncture that tough window paper.Now Ji Shi, all he has to do is to accumulate, accumulate, and accumulate again... It is the effort that takes the most time and tests patience, and no tricks can be used.

Ji Shi, who tried to immerse his mind in his perception, tried a few times, but found that he couldn't concentrate.

He sat behind the curtain, listened to the voice of prayer in his ears, felt the incense being continuously stored in the small copper incense burner, took a few deep breaths, and finally decided not to force himself to practice.

This kind of practice has no effect, it is better to go out and relax.

Thinking so, he came out from behind the curtain invisibly, looked left and right, and was at a loss for a while.

This is not Snow Eagle Fort.

The temple where Ji Shi is now is the Snow Mountain Goddess Temple in the Snow Fort closest to the battlefield. It was built three months ago as a gesture of sincerity when the Snow Fan Fort was poured into Ji Shi's side. Decorated with jewels and silk, the color is either gold or white, and the atmosphere is incomparable. The servants in the temple are all beautiful girls who are only [-] years old. They wear uniform white dresses and white gauze on their faces. They are graceful and elegant when walking, Obviously, she was not a girl from a poor family who was bought, but a servant selected from a noble family in the city.

After being sent to the temple, they will practice together the superficial method of nourishing qi, and learn how to descend from the spirit. They are regarded as apprentice priests. Of course, these girl priests are completely different from Yin Hao, who is also an apprentice priest on Chunshan Mountain. However, if Ji Shi didn't intervene, he would probably be the apprentice priest's life for the rest of his life.

All they can do in the temple is to sweep the floor and dust and chant scriptures and pray every day.

... What's wrong with going out to work and marrying someone, why are you nesting in his temple, making him look like something here.

Ji Shi looked at a group of young men with bright eyes outside the temple, speechless.

In the mountain temple on Chunshan Mountain, there are only a group of monkeys and Yin Hao, who is no different from monkeys. Yin Mei, who comes to the mountain temple occasionally, looks better the longer she is, but she said that her unique leader temperament has made it difficult for others to pay attention to her. looks.

At the Snow Mountain Goddess Temple in Snow Eagle Fort, currently the priests are a few unmarried women selected from the Snow Fort. When Mr. Bai handed over the list, he only thought that these old women had stepped into a dead end It is good for psychics, and if you want to be a little priest who can communicate with the gods, you can do well. Now that I think about it, his temple seems to be regarded as a nunnery by some people.

As for the situation of the Snow Mountain Goddess Temple in Snow Fan Castle, one can tell from the prayers he heard in his ears—basically asking for marriage.

He lived for 23 years, and died for more than a year. He was still a single dog, and he didn't have a girlfriend. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't bless other people's marriages.

The impetuous Ji Shi looked at the pink bubble of Yi Temple, and became even more irritable in an instant.

Hey, the practice of being a priest is that you can't marry a wife or marry a person. Even if you trainee priests are released from the temple someday and go home to marry someone, you can't flirt with those boys in front of him. Bar.

Ji Shi stood in the center of the temple, and the curtains on the high pillars all around were blown up by the sudden wind because of his emotional changes, but the girls who were trainee priests only let out a small voice of surprise because the veil was blown up. Shouting, showing half of his pretty face, making those young men who came to the temple to offer incense but glanced at each other round their eyes.

Ji Yi: "...hehe."

This group of girl priests was finally let go by Ji Shi. He made a special appearance in front of the Lord of Snow Fan Castle, and talked about some truths that sounded good, and asked the Lord of Snow Fan Castle to send some old and prudent ones for the time being. People first manage the temple. As for those who are naturally psychic and suitable to become priests, it may take some time to be sent.

After finishing all this work, Ji Shi specially ran around the Snow Mountain Goddess Temple in the other five Snow Fortresses to pick out some problems and solve them.

The last one he came to was Snow Eagle Fort.

There is nothing wrong with the Snow Mountain Goddess Temple in Snow Eagle Fort. A few old women can be considered ascetic. Although they are old and frail, but because it is easier to concentrate in practice, they progress faster than young people. When they were in the temple, they actually felt something, not to mention that after Ji Shi possessed the statue, no one informed them that they could also gather in the front hall of the temple and salute the statue on the altar.

Ji Shi was in a better mood, and after a few instructions, he turned and went to the Castle Lord's Mansion to see how the old man's work was done.

However, apart from the servants, there were no other people in the several halls of the Castle Lord's Mansion that were often used to deal with affairs.

Ji Shi searched for Mr. Bai's aura and found them in the back garden of the Castle Lord's Mansion.

They include Old Master Bai and Xue Ji.

Xue Ji was being taught by two nuns, learning calligraphy and painting, while Mr. Bai was sitting on the side, holding the official booklet, but his eyes were not on the booklet, did he look at Xue Ji once or twice, and then he looked like he was immersed in memories The appearance in the middle sighed.

Because of Mr. Bai's abnormal behavior, both the two nuns and Xue Ji were expressionless, their movements were stiff, and they even wrote a few large characters on the rice paper very badly.

Disturbed by old master Bai's strange gaze for a long time, Xue Ji showed a sad expression that a little girl shouldn't have, and asked the two nuns to step back first.

When the nuns left, there seemed to be ghosts chasing after them. Xue Ji, or the White Snake God, watched their backs disappear behind the corner of the corridor, and lowered their eyes, staring at the pattern of the bricks on the ground.

Old Man Bai also realized that the person who appeared at this moment was the one he had always wanted to see, so his eyes couldn't help but stop on the little girl's bun, and he stopped flipping the booklet indiscriminately.

The White Snake God considered it for a while, and said, "Bai Qi..."

Old Man Bai's dry lips trembled, and he wanted to say something.

The atmosphere in the small pavilion in the back garden became more lingering and affectionate. Those who dared not look at each other remained silent for a long time. Just when they felt that this silence would last forever, someone suddenly broke the atmosphere here.

The one who spoke was Ji Shi who appeared.

He said, "Old Bai, have you finished your work?"

Old Man Bai: "..."

White Snake God: "..."

Ji Shi: "I have observed the faces of Xue Ji and Bai Lao, he is your granddaughter, right, where is your conscience if you dare to attack me like this?"

Old Man Bai: "God!"

"Snow Fan Fort and several other castle owners went to my god for the caravan's stationing. I didn't expect the castle owner of Snow Eagle Castle to hurt the spring and autumn here," Ji Yi said lightly, "my god I know that you are actually not willing to take over the position of Castle Lord, since you don’t want to, then I won’t force you, if you want to say goodbye, just say goodbye.”

Old man Bai's eyes lit up.

However, the brain he had put aside since the appearance of the real White Snake God finally played a little role at this moment, and it was also because Ji Shi's attitude was a little weird, which made old man Bai feel wrong, who knew that the Snow Mountain Goddess was not a good person to get along with.

The old man thought for a moment, then asked: "You can bid farewell, but what about Ah Bai... Xue Ji?"

"Since Xue Ji calls the god a mother, of course she will follow me to the Goddess Temple." Ji Shi said.

Old Man Bai: "...It's the villain's mistake, so I'm going to discuss caravan matters with other castle owners."

After finishing speaking, the old man stood up, trembling like a salute to Ji Shi, and You Qi slowly left the back garden.

Ji Shi looked at his unwilling back, the corners of his mouth twitched, blowing away his bangs hanging down his face.

The White Snake God also stood up and saluted Ji Shi.

"Tiger, you are not in a bad mood, and the little god will not bother you."

After finishing speaking, she fell asleep again, the little girl blinked her eyes, her eyes became clear again, she suddenly threw away the brush in her hand, and rushed towards Ji Shi.

"Mother!"

Thousands of miles away in Chunshan, Ji Shizhen opened his eyes amidst the lingering incense.

He held his sore forehead, only feeling worse.

Yin Hao was not in the mountain temple, he seemed to go down the mountain to find his elder sister to discuss the autumn harvest festival, Ji Shi walked out of the mountain temple, intending to sort out the atmosphere and get some fresh air.

The setting sun, which is rarely seen in the Arctic, usually sinks into the sea, shining like magma flowing in the sea. Ji Shi stood on the top of the mountain and looked around, when he suddenly heard Xiaotao creaking.

Ji Shi turned around and looked, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Xiaotao has awakened the blood of a monster, her head has not grown in more than a year, it is still the size of two fists, similar to the two or three month old monkeys in the monkey group, pampered by the big monkeys in the monkey group, she only knows how to play all day long .

What it is playing with at the moment is a paper crane struggling to fly.

Seeing his favorite mountain god, Xiaotao jumped all the way to Ji Shi, holding the paper crane in both hands to show Ji Shi.

Ji Shi felt the familiar breath of true essence on the paper crane, and the corners of his mouth twitched even more.

He took the paper crane and took it apart. First, he shook off a branch of osmanthus, and then he caught his eye with a few gentle and sharp running script characters.

"Fellow Daoist Spring is like meeting..."

Yan Beigui was the only one who would call him that, Ji Shi frowned and watched.

In the letter, a certain white-haired priest first talked about his current situation, he was too busy to separate himself, and he mentioned a few words about the chaotic situation in the Central Plains, asking Ji Shiyou to avoid the Central Plains first, etc., in these Before Ji Shi's patience was exhausted, he finally changed his style of writing.

"...Seeing Jingui outside the window, I remembered that I watched the arena with you in Donglin Mountain in the late autumn of last year. Now that Mid-Autumn Festival will pass, and we go back and forth for a year, you and I are separated from each other. It is not easy to meet each other, so I bring a sweet-scented osmanthus with the letter, which is just outside the window. That tree, enjoy under the moon——

—— Haoran word. "

"Zhi Zhi Zhi." Xiao Tao squatted on Ji Shi's shoulder, read the letter with him, and curiously used her claws to hook the sweet-scented osmanthus that Ji Shi held in her hand.

It snatched the sweet-scented osmanthus away and jumped off Ji Shi. After running a few steps, it looked back at Ji Shi's expression. Seeing that he didn't agree, it happily took the osmanthus branch to find a friend to play with.

Ji Shi stood where he was, watching the little guy leave helplessly, then lowered his head to read the letter.

Just now Xiaotao snatched the osmanthus branch, and a few osmanthus flowers fell from the osmanthus branch, just landing on the letter paper.

White paper and black ink, beautiful ink characters and golden sweet-scented osmanthus, all added together, Ji Shi almost wanted to take out his phone to take a photo.

Even the letter paper had a faint fragrance. Ji Shi lowered his head and sniffed it, smelling the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and realized what he had done after a moment of trance.

But he didn't notice the blush creeping up his cheeks.

The Lord Mountain God folded the letter paper and stuffed it into his bosom, and he didn't bother to comb the atmosphere. He blew the wind on the top of the mountain for a while, and returned to the mountain temple leisurely.

The impetuousness all over his body has disappeared, um, let's start to practice hard.