Waste Strong Foundation

Without waiting for Fei Mingqiu's answer, the two mountain gods exchanged dozens of stories about roasting chestnuts.

The best planting method of local chestnut trees was drawn from the South and North Mountain God Association, which has been put aside for tens of thousands of years due to differences in living habits——

It fully proves that the mountain god is a group of gossip guys.

In the end, the tailless mountain god spoke dryly, took a break, and turned to talk to the new hapless ghost, asking in a hoarse voice:

"What happened to your original mortal body? Hmph, did you teach Danzhu to peel off your flesh and blood? Sooner or later he will suffer retribution!"

"How did he get retribution? Di Jun is his backer, and he turns a blind eye to things like killing gods as if he doesn't know!"

The amount of information in the conversation was quite large, and seeing that the two mountain gods wanted to drag the topic away, Fei Mingqiu immediately said: "What kind of formation are you two talking about?"

The tailless mountain god hesitated to speak, "I haven't introduced yet—but everyone will die tomorrow, do we have to recognize the name—oh, just call me Lu Si, the cowardly and gluttonous white fat man next to him is My brother Lu Jiu, what's your name?"

Fei Mingqiu felt back pain from standing for a long time, so he sat on the ground and said, "Some people say I am Kunlun."

Lu Si almost choked to death with his saliva, and said with a sneer, "All right, all right, if you don't want to tell your background, then I'll call you Kunlun."

Lu Jiu: "I think he is really a bit like the mountain god in the west, because the god is the highest, and he has a cold attitude."

Lu Si accidentally touched the wound on the tailbone, gasped in pain, gasped for a while before saying: "The formation just mentioned is a sorcery recorded in a secret book that Danzhu stole from Zhulong's treasure house. Use, It uses very weird characters, which can summon gods of low god rank. The two of us were hit by the trick. We ate melons at home and ate well, but we were suddenly dragged to a sandy field, and then..."

Lu Jiu: "Then, he beat up three hundred strong men by himself, and his tail was cut off by Danzhu. That was his fate."

Lu Si glared, "Thank you for being so brave! It's also your fate! If you don't do anything, you want me to distract you to protect you!"

The brothers quarreled, but Fei Mingqiu remained silent empathetically.

Lu Dada scolded Danzhu, and said: "I think you were summoned from far away by Danzhu's formation. But why did he choose you?"

Fei Mingqiu also didn't understand.

He didn't know what enmity he had with the king who was exiled by Yao.

After thinking about it, Fei Mingqiu talked about his affairs in the Kingdom of Baimin, including the fact that the royal city was swallowed by the flood.

Lu Da Da was taken aback, he didn't expect that the seemingly weak kind had the ability to disturb Di Jun's minions.

The two mountain gods couldn't help nodding their heads in admiration, with the hope of escaping from the bottom of their hearts burning, you complained to Danzhu one by one:

"After Yao's burial, Danzhu came back disheartened, hated the Yu family (Shun) to the bone, and stole Zhulong's secret book in his early years."

"However, even the most intelligent Lu Da in the locality can't understand the text of the secret book, so I'm afraid it's not the text of later generations."

"Either the age of writing has surpassed the future that our little mountain god can see. Hey, let me write a few and you will see."

Fei Mingqiu looked forward, and saw that the mountain god was waving his front hoof with difficulty and drew several interstellar universal symbols with zigzags and hooks.

Lu Jiu was startled when she saw Fei Mingqiu, "Don't tell me you know him too?"

Fei Mingqiu's voice was muffled: "Yeah?"

"Yeah, until 12 years ago, Danzhu saved a man and ordered him to be the high priest of the tribe. This foreign priest knew astronomy and geography, as if he had a pair of eyes to know the future! He quickly interpreted Candle Dragon’s handwritten cheats, building formations in each of the newly attached tribes, in order to satisfy Danzhu’s desire to regain the throne, his hands are covered with divine blood! He is simply a slave to a tiger!”

"With him here, Danzhu is even more powerful!"

"It's more than that! Who in this tribe doesn't admire him! Tonight is a great excitement with the participation of the entire tribe!"

"Hey! Let me take a closer look now, brother Kunlun. If you get tanned, older and fatter, you will look like him!"

"It's very similar! I used my remaining divine power to go back 12 years ago, and that priest is exactly like you!"

Fei Mingqiu defended with difficulty: "I think...maybe..."

Lu Si was emotional and didn't allow him to intervene, "But you are a mountain god and our kind, it can't be wrong, I can see the soul in your body, soft like a newborn baby! This must be some kind of bloody fate! God knows what! Jun likes to make up bloody stories!"

Fei Mingqiu had nothing to say.

He vaguely understood.

Strange footsteps came from outside the square cage.

Lu Jiu drooped his eyebrows and stroked the deer's tail, and sighed in a waxy voice: "We brothers and sisters in trouble are doomed to die. Tonight, while they are having a funeral, why don't we follow the example of ordinary people and come to Taoyuan to be married three times? We don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, but on the same day. Please die in the same year, the same month, and the same day.”

A series of bronze locks clanged and clanged.

The farm officer hung the key back on his waist, held up the torch and roughly illuminated the nearby ground, and ordered the slave to take Fei Mingqiu away.

……

Evening sunset, cicadas sing low.

The men returning from hunting sat at the city gate to rest their feet, while the women skillfully skinned the animals, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt straw.

Fei Mingqiu was pushed forward by the farm officer's men.

Perhaps it was because Fei Mingqiu had been very silent and obedient since he appeared in the formation arranged in the Yushiqiu tribe, or because he fully believed in the suppression of the mountain god's divine power by the formation of his own tribe, the agricultural officials were too lazy to tie him up. Get up, but make fun of his thinness.

Fei Mingqiu, who was bitten by mosquitoes and had red marks all over his hands and legs, withdrew his scratching hand: "..."

He was also depressed.

According to the two mountain gods, his current body is a new mortal body created subconsciously when Danzhu summoned him, and he was congenitally malnourished.

Lu Si comforted and said that practice makes perfect, and it will be the same next time—then the three hapless ghosts looked at each other in blank dismay.

Fei Mingqiu collected his wandering thoughts, and saw a sealed well beside the road, and the well cover was half a ring of old tree roots covered with moss.

Several ragged civilians knelt aside and carefully piled stones into hills.

This is an ancient and primitive blessing ceremony.

The old man at the head wriggled his lips and said in a dragged tone: "It has rained for more than two months, and the fish and shrimp brought by the flood are inedible. Red-faced snake god, drive this natural disaster to another place. North or west, I wish my children and grandchildren to serve you!"

The floods and sea tides created by Emperor Jun also had a bad influence on the south, and the family of rain masters and concubines who are good at controlling rain can't support them alone.

And the snake god he mentioned probably refers to the creation god Candle Dragon.

Zhulong is comparable to Emperor Jun in the legends of the Yue people in the south, and he is alone in the rank of gods. Unfortunately, the dragon sees its head but never ends, and rarely shows miracles.

The farm official put away his sloppy attitude, greeted these people with a nod, and told them to go home and rest quickly.

Because of his exceptionally long life, the old man had a high status in the clan, so he nodded and said, "The priest will be buried tonight, so forgive me for not being able to go."

"He's an outsider, I think it doesn't matter if you don't go." The agricultural officer gave Fei Mingqiu a push, "Go!"

The old man glanced at Fei Mingqiu's face with cloudy eyes, forgot to speak a few times, and finally asked vaguely: "Is this child the priest's?"

The farm official and his party have already left.

Fei Mingqiu had a lot of worries.He probably understood it all.

Just as the ghost mother warned at the time, the Taishi pen is an artifact that breeds evil spirits. He is not a ghost mother who has been soaked in yin energy since birth. Designed story ending.

It wasn't that Di Jun was a small person who couldn't spare time to kill him like Fenghuang and Fuxi said, but he had already figured out how to kill him.

His body as Fei Mingqiu had been killed by the combination of the limiter in his heart and the watch bound by the court.

The young man who appeared in the city of Danzhu at this moment is a mountain god with a mortal body.

The only good thing is that he remembered many past events in advance, such as his relationship with Kunlun.

The gods live the same life as the sky, but if they accidentally die one day, they will die. The gods and souls are scattered in the universe, and there is no such thing as reincarnation.

Only Fenghuang, because he was a god born at the same time as Dijun, voluntarily gave up the position of the father god in exchange for the nirvana supernatural power.

Kunlun discovered the real purpose of Di Jun ordering the gods to go to God's Domain...

The purpose is... Fei Mingqiu couldn't remember it for a while.

In short, both he and Kaimingjun disagreed with Dijun's method. He wanted to fight against Dijun's Taishibi, and tried many methods. The drunken Fenghuang wanted a way to nirvana.

With a new soul, the stories you Di Jun wrote in the second volume can't be fulfilled one by one, right?

[Oh, my family's Nirvana supernatural powers can't be used by other gods, especially you, the higher the god level, the more painful it will be to use. ]

[You don't care?Hmph, you are guarded by Mr. Kaiming, you only know that the two of you are watching the sun and the moon together, you don't know any love or hate! ]

[If you learn my Nirvana, Kunlun will die from now on. ]

[In exchange for a child born in an unknown age or place. ]

[Whether you and I, master and apprentice, can meet again is unknown. ]

[At that time, if you are an unarmed mortal, how will you fight against Di Jun?Why not surrender to him now! ]

It's almost autumn.

The hot and humid evening wind slowly blows from the dark clouds hiding the moon to Fei Mingqiu's cheeks.

He was pushed to the center of the orange torch, facing Danzhu in crimson linen gauze.

A girl with bare arms and feet kneels beside a long earth pit, and sprinkles cinnabar and golden snake-patterned bronze pieces into the pit.

[I don't know if you see Di Jun's bad idea.You have never seen mortals, what are you going to do to save their lives? ]

[What's more, silly apprentice, you are the mountain god of Kunlun, you can't go to the realm of the gods, as for the enlightened king - I won't give it to him if he wants Nirvana! ]

[Have you thought about it, if you really learned my Nirvana, it is equivalent to killing you with my own hands, so our masters and apprentices will not be so tragic? ]

The new priest was a middle-aged man with a beard, and gently lifted the animal skin covering the corpse.

This is a man who has been so tired and old for ten years that he can't see his original appearance. His skin is dark and his fingers are stubby. Some people believe that he is 50 years old.

Fei Mingqiu stared at it for a long time, and recognized that this was his elder brother Shi Rongyu who had been missing for many years.

The author says:

Tomorrow, Shangyuan will come out, and my text and attack will not be dropped.