Taoist Quick Wear

Mountains stand tall, clouds and mists linger, waterfalls flow, and birds sing in the valley.

Si Qingyan looked at the reflection on the water and finally felt a little fresh.

A handsome white deer bowed its head and approached the water, as if to drink water.

The fish swimming under the water were curious and were looking over here.

"Quick, catch it! Let me ride it!"

The sudden blast of the broken gong scared the fish underwater. Si Qingyan turned her head and saw a young man in brocade clothes and a purple gold jade crown rushing towards this side with a dozen guards.

Si Qingyan turned around and rushed over, but the young man was surprised and said:

"My master is really heroic, and the strange beast actually came to surrender on its own initiative!"

The other guards drew their weapons and were very cautious, reminding:

"Be careful, my prince!"

Si Qingyan suddenly went around behind the young man, kicked his butt hard twice, jumped up, avoided the attacking weapons, and disappeared into the forest.

The young man was beaten by life for the first time. He was kicked to the ground by the huge impact force, and his face happened to be buried in a pile of undried wild boar dung nearby. After being helped up, he couldn't help crying.

When Si Qingyan ran, clouds and mist appeared under his feet, and a layer of clear light enveloped his body, which was very magical.

A fluorescent spot between his eyebrows appeared and disappeared from time to time, echoing with the whole mountain. The trees automatically opened the way, and the birds and beasts quietly retreated.

This white deer accidentally got the position of the mountain god of Mangshan, but his spiritual wisdom was not opened, and he didn't know how to use it. Without the power of incense and vows, his weak soul was dragged down by the position.

It was the first time for Si Qingyan to experience the feeling of being an incense god, and he was a little curious.

He communicated with the position, and his soul power was immediately connected with the whole mountain. Whether it was the birds flying in the mountain or the insects and ants underground, they all appeared clearly in his senses.

Mangshan is thousands of feet high. The higher you go, the deeper the clouds and mist are. There are several big monsters on the top. The mortals in the villages below the mountain dare not go hunting in the depths.

After careful investigation, there are still many exotic flowers and plants.

Becoming a mountain god again, Si Qingyan feels quite familiar.

The ancient gods do not need incense and vows, and they can control the laws by themselves. Unlike the current gods, they not only need incense and vows, but also need the forgiveness of heaven and earth. A slightly stronger ghost king can suppress the mountain god so that he dare not say a word.

After taking over the position of god, the cause and effect line gradually became clear.

Since you have accepted the position of god, you must protect the land and water. And you must avenge the original fallen mountain god.

The white deer is completely unable to accept the cause and effect, and does not know the cave of the old mountain god. It used to live in the forest, drink stream water when thirsty, eat mountain fruits when hungry, and find a place to hide from the rain when it rains. After getting the position of god, it is no different from the original.

The spiritual energy here is insufficient and it is not suitable for transformation. Si Qingyan remembered a demon clan skill to improve blood, and planned to find a place to stay before starting to practice.

The original mountain god was not particularly powerful and lived in a remote valley halfway up the mountain. There is a layer of fog outside to block wild animals and hunters. After entering the valley, you can see the gurgling water and the sunlight casts a rainbow in the mist.

After Si Qingyan entered the valley, the little fox licking its wounds inside dragged its broken legs and barely stood up, baring its teeth fiercely in the direction of Si Qingyan.

When it found that the person coming was a white deer, the little fox burst into tears and collapsed to the ground again.

As Si Qingyan approached, the little fox took a few steps back.

Si Qingyan transformed into a human form, with a pair of white antlers on his head. This form is not considered a transformation, but just for the convenience of movement.

He has a clean and noble temperament and a gentle look. With one finger, a black gas rushed out of the little fox's wound, which was very fierce. After being forced out of the body, it was very unwilling and rushed towards Si Qingyan again. In an instant, it was burned clean by the blood-red flames that suddenly rose.

Although the little fox's wounds have healed, its spirit is still weak.

Originally, it was a demon that could transform, but now its demon pill was completely broken, its meridians were completely broken, and it was corroded by death energy. It would not be healed for a while.

Si Qingyan touched the bloody ears of the little fox, and gently comforted it to relax it. Soon, it squinted its eyes and fell asleep.

The little fox was defenseless, and Si Qingyan took a memory with the dream technique.

Although this little fox lived for one or two hundred years, it had been growing up in the valley and had never seen the dangers of the world. The mountain god was a kind and gentle old man, with no relatives or friends, and raised this little fox like a granddaughter.

Fortunately, the little fox was very talented and experienced the transformation disaster when she was more than a hundred years old.

There were many beautiful foxes in the fox clan. The little fox was ignorant of worldly affairs, like a flawless jade. When she experienced the disaster, she was favored by the most powerful demon king Jin Linjun a hundred miles away, who wanted to take her as his concubine. The mountain god disagreed, and Jin Linjun burned down the temple, smashed the statue, and beat him to death. He hid in Mangshan and escaped with the power of the mountains and rivers.

The believers died, and there was no incense and vows. In addition, the mountain god was quite old, and he could not survive this disaster and died in a hurry. The little fox's demon pill was broken, and his cultivation level regressed. It was useless. The demon king was not interested and stopped.

The cause and effect that Si Qingyan took on was Jin Linjun and the little fox. The former needed revenge, and the latter needed to keep the little fox safe for a hundred years, which was not a big deal.

Si Qingyan calculated that Jin Linjun was originally a viper. He accidentally got a drop of dragon blood, and was lucky to refine it, awakening the dragon bloodline. He also had inherited memories and was one of the best demons within a thousand miles.

He was favored by heaven and had a good opportunity, but he didn't know how to cherish it. He liked beauty and relied on his cultivation to take advantage of others. He accidentally lost a lot of luck, but he hasn't shown a decline yet. Jin Linjun has countless little monsters under his command and owns hundreds of miles of lakes and rivers. He calls himself the Dragon King, but in fact he has not inherited the throne of a god and is just a false god.

Three months later, Jin Linjun will pass the tribulation, completely shed his snake body, and transform into a dragon. If he succeeds, he will naturally have the ability to call the wind and rain, and he will be able to take the water within a thousand miles into his hands without the need for pardon.

I hope Jin Linjun is strong enough to successfully pass the difficult times. Killing a snake demon is not as rewarding as killing a dragon.

Hundreds of miles away, Jin Linjun felt something, and suddenly had an ominous meaning in his heart, but he couldn't figure it out.

"Recently, have I made any enemies?" Jin Linjun was puzzled and summoned Prime Minister Turtle to ask.

"My lord, your enemies are all dead." Prime Minister Turtle thought for a moment and touched his beard.

"Maybe it was the court... maybe it was other demon kings. Humph, if they dare to attack me while I am passing the tribulation, I will definitely cut off their hands and feet..."

Jin Linjun's tone was cold, and he felt much more at ease when he thought of his trump card.

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There is a bamboo forest in the valley, where the old mountain god lives. The bamboo house is next to the water, and the sound of gentle flowing water is endless. Tea trees and spiritual rice are planted nearby. There are several flowers on Mount Mang in the valley, and they bloom all year round. The little fox likes to roll in the flowers and catch butterflies. Every time the old mountain god sees flowers and plants, he will move some in.

It was originally a paradise, but it suffered a sudden disaster.

Si Qingyan put aside the matter of incense and vows and began to practice.

The white deer has a good foundation and has a trace of the blood of the ancient mythical beast Nine-Colored Deer. The Nine-Colored Deer is born auspicious, has the magical power of flying clouds and mist, has a gentle and kind temperament, and masters the law of light after adulthood. It can attack, defend and escape. Unfortunately, the white deer has too low cultivation and has not had time to grow up.

The demon clan skills that Si Qingyan practiced can purify blood and restore ancient power, which is very suitable. This level of skill was not difficult for him at all. As soon as he started, he made rapid progress.

He restored his deer body, and the surrounding spiritual energy was quickly attracted here.

The sunlight containing the power of the sun also gathered and wrapped Si Qingyan into a thick light cocoon.

He sealed the valley with the mountain god talisman, so that outsiders could not enter even if they were curious, let alone spy.

About two or three days later, the bloodline was tempered four or five times, the nine-color deer god blood was completely activated, and the spiritual energy storm stopped.

The white deer at this time was completely different from before. The whole body was pure white, and the two horns were elegant and slender, like the best warm jade, crystal clear. The pupil color was extremely light, clear and bright, without a speck of dust. The body was elegant and agile, and there was a wisp of mist lingering around it.

The little fox had woken up.

Although it could not practice, being in the rich spiritual energy made it feel much more comfortable.

"Can you talk?" Si Qingyan transformed into a human form again.

The little fox nodded, still some distance away from Si Qingyan, and looked up and asked:

"Are you the new mountain god?"

The voice was crisp, sounding like a 12 or 13-year-old girl in the mortal world.

"Yes."

"Can I still live here?"

As she said this, she held back her tears, not daring to let them fall, looking quite pitiful.

"This is your home, of course it's up to you. Can I live here?" Si Qingyan's tone was very gentle.

"Yes..." The little fox couldn't help crying after she finished speaking.

At first she just sobbed, then burst into tears.

"Grandpa Mountain God..."

"I'm going to kill Jin Linjun and avenge Grandpa Mountain God!"

Big, crystal tears rolled out of her eyes, and the little fox, who was originally innocent and ignorant of the world, had strong hatred in his eyes.

The gods of this world cannot be reincarnated after death. Once they die, they will completely disappear between heaven and earth.

The death of her relatives who depended on each other cast a fierce shadow on her clear eyes, revealing a bit of demonic nature.

"I'll help you." Si Qingyan touched her head.

The little fox now is not really cute. The dried blood coagulated on the hair, one part black and one part white, crying pitifully.

"I seem to have seen you before. You were not so powerful at that time."

"Jin Linjun is very strong, we can't beat him."

The little fox said seriously.

"Now we can beat him. Do you want to take revenge yourself?"

"Yes." The little fox nodded repeatedly, with some hope in his eyes.

"Wash first, I will teach you to practice."

"Okay!"

The little fox rushed to the stream like an arrow from a bow, soaked for a while, combed the clumped hair, and came out quite funny. Shaking wildly, shaking off the water, it became a clean and cute furry one again.

Thinking of what Si Qingyan said, that he would teach her to practice, he bowed and saluted Si Qingyan.

"What's your name, sir?"

"Just call me Qingjun."

"Sir Qingjun." The little fox was very respectful.

Even though he was quite gentle, he still made the little fox feel terrified from time to time.

Under the gentle appearance, there are very dangerous things hidden.

This new mountain god with antlers is unfathomable.

No matter who he is, as long as he can learn some skills and avenge the mountain god, it will be fine.

"The skills you originally practiced were quite rough. Now you start over, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise."

"First use the power of Yuehua to repair the meridians, and then practice the skills I teach you."

"Yes." The little fox nodded obediently.

As a god favored by Yuehua, Si Qingyan easily opened a small stove for himself and practiced with the little fox.

Suddenly, Si Qingyan heard a child crying from the bottom of the mountain, so he went to investigate there.

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