After Becoming a Mountain God [Transmigration Book]

Cold comes and summer goes, spring goes and autumn comes, seven years have passed.

The struggle between the immortals and demons in the Central Plains intensified, and gradually spread to the surrounding four places.

But for the time being, neither the Spring Mountains on the coast of the East China Sea nor the snowfields in the north were involved.

After all, Chunshan's location is too remote, and the North Ice has the blood sea patriarch to draw a barrier, few monks are willing to test the blood sea patriarch's illustrious reputation back then, and there has been no turmoil for seven years.

In the past seven years, as soon as Ji Shi faded away from the impetuousness brought by the modern era of the earth, his heart completely calmed down, and he did not pay attention to other things, but focused on cultivation again.

On this day, he was sitting in the mountain temple in Chunshan, resting his jaw with one hand and playing with the jade slips with the other.

The jade slip kept shuttling between his fingers, leaving phantoms behind. Every time he was about to lose control, Ji Shi's fingers would hook them and fall back into his palm.

This is the jade slip left by the pure monkey back then, in which it recorded in detail how to cultivate the divine way, and what aspects should be paid attention to as an earth god.

According to the above description, Ji Shi was sure that he could start building the mansion, but he tried twice and ended in failure.

So Ji Shi could only read this jade slip again, to find out if there was anything he missed.

The result is of course not.

The mountain god sighed, his body floated up, and he turned twice in the dark room.

He has been stuck in this state for more than a year, and there has been no progress. He also wrote to the old man Cao to ask, but the old man only said that this is a stage that monks all over the world have. Don't be anxious, you can get through it smoothly.

Ji Shi didn't want to be anxious, but he wasted a year of the ten-year contract, and now there is not much left.

Seven years is but a blink of an eye for a monk.

In these years, the occasional life adjustment turned out to be...

While thinking about it with a headache, Ji Shi glanced at the small box on the desk.

In the small box were all the correspondence between him and Yan Beigui in the past few years, none of which was lost. Together with these correspondences, there were bare osmanthus branches missing not only the osmanthus flowers but also the osmanthus leaves, a frost-red maple leaf, and several feather.

Seven years ago, Ji Shi received an invitation letter from Yan Beigui to appreciate osmanthus flowers. Ji Shi didn't want to reply to the letter, but for some reason, he could smell the faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers in the mountain temple for several days, almost making Ji Shi think that Yan Baimao was here. Some kind of spell had been cast on the letter so that he would never forget to answer it.

So Ji Shi could only write a letter to Yan Beigui in his Goupiao characters.

He considered for a long time what to write in this letter, and finally he only wrote three words.

The flowers are very fragrant.

Not to mention Yan Beigui's smirk when he was surrounded by a group of friends when he received the reply, Ji Shi sorted out the atmosphere the next day and found that the reason why he always smelled sweet-scented osmanthus was because the sweet-scented osmanthus on the Spring Mountain was also in bloom.

There are only three osmanthus trees on the mountain, but I can’t stand the strong aura of spring mountain recently. One of them has spiritual wisdom and is close to a demon spirit. When it blooms, the mountain is full of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

In this sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, Yin Hao, a priest who is not as good as his elder sister but who is already able to put on airs in front of the tribe, personally casts blessings and spells on a few strong men selected from the hunting team, and sends them away Chunshan went to the Central Plains.

It is impossible for Damin to always hide in the corner of the sea. One day they will go before the world, no matter what they will develop in the future, for that day, they have to prepare early.

The development of Beibing is also very good. Compared with government affairs, Mr. Bai is better at being a businessman. After the nephew of the original owner of Snow Eagle Castle took over the position of owner, he pulled a caravan through his past contacts. , working hard to climb the Hengduan Snow Mountain twice a year, sending the treasures of the Arctic to the Central Plains, in exchange for money to build the Arctic.

No matter which one of the fifteen snow castles in the Arctic, he is held up as the God of Wealth. He even has the title of honorable priest of the Snow Mountain Goddess Sect, and is now a man of the Arctic.

The Snow Mountain Goddess Cult has also become the most prosperous sect in Arctic.

The Central Plains Immortal Dao, who has no other skills, wanted to take out his hand to deal with Ji Shi's incarnation several times, but just like the ancestor of the blood sea promised, the disciples that Immortal Dao can send are at most only alchemy cultivation bases, all of them are golden alchemy Under the circumstances, after several narrow escapes in the middle of the snow mountain, they became more and more powerful in fighting skills. One by one, they took Xiao Canglan and shot the group of immortal monks back like whack-a-mole. In the past two years, the Sanxianzong seemed to acquiesce The rise of Shinto is general, and no longer send disciples to deal with Xueshan.

For today's Immortal Dao, the confidant's big trouble is not the Divine Dao, but the Demonic Dao.

Life has been stable for two years, both Da Min and the Snow Mountain Goddess Sect are thriving, but Ji Shi himself fell into depression.

Back then, when he was playing whack-a-mole with those immortal monks, how fast his cultivation progressed.

Could it be that he is really the kind of [delete line] shaking m [deletion line] who won't improve without pressure?Didn't get hunted down but felt something was wrong?

Get the hell out, isn't he stressed enough now?

Ji Shi in the mountain temple looked cloudy and uncertain.

Compared with other monks, he is always less experienced in worldly affairs, or should he go out and travel?

For example, go to the hinterland of the Immortal Dao of the Central Plains to challenge, find a few opponents, and go to a few restaurants recommended by Yan Beigui along the way...

...stop!

Now is not the time to play.

But he can still do it to relax, the avatar in Beibing looked at the invitation in front of him and thought.

The person who handed the invitation to Ji Shi was the North Sea Merman, the Merman Wang Dashou, who invited the respectable monks from Bei Bing to celebrate together.

The royal lineage of the North Sea mermaids is not ordinary mermaids, they have the blood of real dragons, they are the descendants of Jinlong Tianzun, of course they are the kind that have passed through countless generations.

Even so, the Shark King of the North Sea still has a lot of face in the North Sea, and most people would not refuse his invitation.

Ji Shi looked at the invitation, and Xue Ji, who had grown into a young girl, carried the map from the study and spread it out on the table.

She looked at the map and said curiously, "Master Shangshen, the territory of the mermaids... is very far away."

After growing up, Xue Ji already knew that Ji Shi would never be her mother. When she understood this, she tugged at Ji Shi's sleeve and cried all day and night. , She cried for about three days and three nights.

This incident made Ji Shi have to reflect on himself, he was not good to Xue Ji on weekdays, why did this little girl consider him as her mother so wholeheartedly?

Thinking of this incident again, Ji Shi frowned for a moment, and quickly relaxed it.

"Snow Eagle Fortress is at the southernmost tip of the North Ice, but the territory of the Merman Race is in the North Sea, which is further north of the North Ice. Of course, the distance is very far." Ji Shi, who knows the Canglan map well, said, "Ask your grandfather to prepare a congratulatory gift, the day after tomorrow Let's go."

"Us?" Xue Ji was pleasantly surprised, "Mother... no, I mean, Lord Shangshen, shall we go together?"

"Well, you are my priest now, so you are naturally qualified to participate." Ji Yi said lightly.

Having said that, he couldn't help squinting his eyes as he looked at the name of the White Snake God attached to the invitation.

The next day Ji Shi approached Mr. Bai to inquire about the situation of the White Snake Clan and the White Snake God.

It seems that Mr. Bai, who has found a new sustenance, has been very concerned about his new job these years. Although Ji Shi doesn't know where this change came from, he can figure out with his toes that it has something to do with the White Snake God who has never shown up.

After listening to Ji Shi's question, old man Bai was very surprised: "God wants to ask this? Since the First World War seven years ago, hasn't the White Snake Sect become your subordinate?"

"It's not the White Snake Cult that this god wants to ask," Ji Shi said, "It's been so long, and I haven't heard you talk about your people. I have nothing to do today, so let me tell a story to amuse my god."

The corner of old man Bai's mouth twitched, and he said, "...as ordered."

While swearing that you have a ghost, the old man told the story of the White Snake Clan.

The White Snake Clan, many years ago, was a small tribe with the White Snake as its totem.

At that time, Datai was established not long ago, and had not yet extended its influence to the ice field. The North Ice was isolated from the world, and hundreds of tribes fought endlessly. As a small tribe, the White Snake tribe had almost no other specialties except that they were very good at recognizing the way. When encountering other tribes, the only fate is to be plundered.

So the White Snakes migrated to colder places with fewer people.

They migrated all the way to the North Sea.

Hearing this, Ji Shi's spirit was shocked, and he felt that he had found the intersection between the White Snake God and the North Sea Merman.

Mr. Bai continued to talk.

The White Snakes who migrated to the North Sea were driven away by the Mermen, and the entire North Sea and the seashore were the territories of the Mermen. They hated the Humans so much that they did not allow them to live by the sea.

However, the White Snake tribe migrated for tens of thousands of miles, some of them became exhausted along the way, some fell ill after arriving in Beihai, and half of the whole tribe died. How could they have the strength to migrate again.

Just when the shark tribe was about to attack them, the patriarch of the White Snake tribe at that time saw a white snake rising into the sky from the sea and massacred the sharks. The white snake tribe rescued many injured sharks and brought them into the snow mountain to protect them. The blood of the merman.

In order to express his gratitude, the Yuren gave the patriarch of the White Snake Clan at that time a jade egg, saying that the patron saint of the White Snake Clan would be born from the egg.

Ji Shi: "So the White Snake God is the snake hatched from that jade egg?"

"Probably," Mr. Bai spread his hands, "The legend of the ancestors has been passed down from generation to generation. I don't know if it is true or not. The villain asked Ah Bai before. She said that since she can remember, the White Snake Clan has been living in the Hengduan Snow Mountain, but our clan does have connections with the Sharkmen, and I have heard my father tell me about how he went with Abai to attend the Sharkmen King's birthday."

Ji Shi listened to his words and nodded.

In other words, the White Snake God would have participated in this birthday in the past.

But now, except for a few people, the other human races in the Arctic regard the White Snake God as an evil god, who was beheaded by the Snow Mountain Goddess. How could anyone write invitations to a dead god?

When you think about it that way, it becomes very odd.

Ji Shi suddenly had a mysterious feeling in his heart.

Whether he can break through the auspicious period and enter the Pifu depends on this trip to the North Sea Merman Clan.

The next day, Xue Ji packed her things and set out on the road with Ji Shi.

Ji Shi's avatar who was far away in Chunshan received another letter from Yan Beigui at this time.

"...I heard that Beibing has been prosperous in the past few years, so I want to go and have a look..."

Ji Shi's hands holding the letter paper trembled.

Can't enter the Arctic on the top of the golden core?Even if this white hair wants to go to the Arctic, it won't be able to get in.

... Nothing will happen, he should stop worrying.