The pine on the Tingting Mountain, the stroke in the valley.

There is a pine tree on the cliff, and the cold wind blows off its seeds, some in the crevices of the rocks, and some in the fertile soil below the cliffs. After a few years, the seeds in the crevices grew into small saplings more than half a person tall, and the seeds in the fertile soil grew into small pine trees more than a person tall.

After a sudden gust of wind, people were surprised to find that the small pine seedlings that had grown in the crevices of the rocks were still standing, and that many of the small pine trees growing in the fertile soil had long since been uprooted.

This is the story of the mountain god Pu Dali.

This is an ordinary day, the mountain god Pu Dali patrols the territory under his jurisdiction as usual, and the eight hundred miles of continuous mountains are all under his jurisdiction, and there has been nothing wrong for eight hundred years, until today.

Today, Pu Dali has planted a fight, he never thought that he would be an eight-hundred-year-old mountain god, what evil tiger spirits, fox spirits, and jackal spirits are also hand-to-hand goods on weekdays, which are not worth mentioning.

Today, he fell into the hands of a monster who looked like a white-faced scholar.

Pu Dali's heart was stunned at this time, could it be that the stinky Taoist priest of Chang'an said at the beginning, a catastrophe in eight hundred years, and it is impossible to escape?

"It's not so evil. Pu Dali's heart tightened, and his face smiled more strongly at the flattery of Prajna.

It's just that the magic power of this monster is unfathomable, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to protect my life today, I knew that this was the case, and it would be okay if this mountain god didn't do it, Pu Dali thought in his heart.

Pu Dali's true appearance, is 800 miles of mountains, Black Fox Mountain, an ancient pine on the cliff, born between the cliffs, this has nothing to do with the cultivation of immortals, let alone the position of the mountain god.

Everything originates from the Black Fox Mountain, there are often monsters to haunt you, every few hundred years, I don't know whether it is feng shui luck or other reasons, there will be a big demon on the Black Fox Mountain, whenever the big demon on the Black Fox Mountain appears, the heavenly realm will send a team of immortals to come to encircle and suppress.

lest the big demon of Black Fox Mountain be born and cause trouble to the world.

And I just bumped into shit luck, more than 850 years ago, I was still an ignorant pine tree.

Hanging upside down between the cliffs, the posture promoted in the cold winter is the last stubbornness.

The only thing that can accompany it occasionally is moonlight.

There is no fragrance of flowers, no slender figure of birch, and no fragrant and sweet fruit of fruit trees, but in the stone crevices of the cliffs, it is difficult for other trees to take root in the soil of Ansheng, and only he can stand proudly.

Countless dark nights and heavy rains are coming, but he is still standing proudly, perhaps it is this iron bone that finally touches the heavens one day.

As a motionless ancient pine, Pu Dali was on the edge of the cliff, basking in the sun as usual, drinking the dew of the rising sun.

The mist and clouds are like light veils around.

Just when Pu Dali was enjoying the life, which was as combative and lazy as a salted fish.

A heavy object, falling from the sky, the pine leaves trembled, "click" sound, is the sound of Pu Dali's old waist will be broken, this heavy object just through the branch of Pu Dali's pine branch inserted into the robe, forming a barb, hanging it upside down, swaying with the wind, but will not fall.

"Ouch yo ~ my waist ~ " It's a pity that although Pu Dali has thoughts now, he has not cultivated his divine sense, let alone screaming miserably, these few screams, Pu Dali can only hum in his heart.

If he could speak, he would inevitably scold, "Which bastard threw objects in the air, a cub with no public morality." ”

Fortunately, he can't speak now, otherwise the trouble will come out of his mouth, and with his ten guts, he will not dare to provoke the culprit of this high-altitude projectile, which is the demon fox in the limelight on Black Fox Mountain, the thousand-faced fox.

Pu Dali relieved himself, calmed the fiber core of the plant, and looked at what he was carrying one by one, which was deeper than ten large iron pots combined.

Don't look at it, don't care, as soon as you look at it, this evil fate will begin, just because I saw you more on the cliff, and I will never forget your face again.

The wide robe, red with blood, was now tattered, like rags draped over the body, and behind him was a scabbard, and a light sapphire carved into the dark blue sandalwood was obviously a treasure, and the sword that could be contained in this scabbard must also be extraordinary.

Whoever can wield this sword will be extraordinary.

Then, look at the face again.

It's a person, and Pu Dali can only preliminarily judge that this is a person.

The nose is the nose, the eyes are the eyes, it's quite normal to look at it when it's taken apart, but it's against how to look when put together.

Although this person is in a coma at the moment, coupled with a strange and disobedient face, this still can't hide a mysterious aura that exudes from his body and is compatible with all things.

At this moment, Pu Dali had a thought in his heart, "I'm afraid this person is not an immortal, mortals don't look so weird, mortals who look so strange would have been killed as monsters a long time ago." Haha"

Not only was he amused by the appearance of this immortal, but he was also amused by his own words, Pu Dali smiled and laughed, and actually moved.

No wind automatic.

This frightened Pu Dali himself, and he felt that he stopped thinking about laughing, he was a plant, how could he move, this is not logical.

In fact, what Pu Dali didn't know was that at the same time as he caught the body of the immortal who had fallen into the deep valley, because the immortal was seriously injured by the demon beast, the blood on the robe was dripping at this time, and the blood that flowed out not only rendered the robe but also flowed into his branches and leaves.

This immortal's name is Jin Kai, sincerity, gold and stone are open, this is the name of the Dharma given to him by his original cultivator, until he became an immortal, and it is still used today.

Inadvertently, Pu Dali not only saved Jin Kai's life, but also got the immortal blood essence.

Jin Kai was unconscious, hanging on the ancient pine branches in the deep valley surrounded by clouds and mist, and drifted for seven whole days before he woke up.

Jin Kai and Pu Dali, who woke up, saw each other, looked at each other and were startled.

What Jin Kai didn't expect was that the Heavenly Realm God was recruited by the decree that day, and the seven-person immortal team entered the Black Fox Mountain for only a moment, and then fell into the illusion of the thousand-faced fox, layer upon layer of fog.

Not only that, in addition to illusion, the Thousand-Faced Fox is also good at the art of change, and he inadvertently fell victim to his way.

The seven people were broken one by one, Jin Kai dragged the seriously injured body, took advantage of the demon fox's carelessness, fought desperately, and successfully seriously injured the demon fox, but he was also knocked off the cliff by the demon fox, unconscious, he thought that he would dissipate the divine element, but he could still wake up again, how could he not be surprised.

On the other hand, Pu Dali, he was shocked, this immortal man, if he doesn't wake up, he will soon become fertilizer on my tree, and when the time comes, he will hang a dry corpse for no reason, and he is still a member of the immortal family, and he has also sucked the essence of other people's qi and blood, he is really going to die, how can he tell clearly.

Fortunately, this person finally woke up, Pu Dali just wanted to say hello, but he didn't want to pretend to be stupid and forget it, more is better than less.

But he didn't think that the other side was more serious than himself, Jin Kai recovered his senses, looked at the environment, and was afraid for a while, immortals and mortals who had exhausted their immortal power, if they fell into this unpredictable abyss at that time, they were afraid that there would be death and no life, and there would be more than one luck.

Yes, Jin Kai's immortal recipe was sealed, and an auspicious cloud floated in, and Jin Kai jumped into the cloud, but he didn't turn around and leave immediately.

Instead, he turned to Pu Dali, made a big salute respectfully, and said in his mouth, "Little Immortal Jinkai, thanks to Brother Song's life-saving grace, there will be a reward in the future." With that, the Dharma seal in his hand flew over and left sixteen lines of Taishang on the stone wall.

Fly away.

For more than ten days, Black Fox Mountain was a thundercloud burst, Pu Dali heard it, and a familiar roar came from above, "Demon, the same move is useless to my Jin Kai, take prisoner, demon." ”

Since absorbing Jin Kai's half of his body's qi and blood essence, and getting the sixteen elements left by Jin Kai, he has been reciting day and night, and he has unconsciously produced many magical changes, his hearing has improved a lot, and his life has become much happier.

This happy day lasted until Pu Dali cultivated his human form and was recommended by Jin Kai as the local mountain god, and lived happily for more than 800 years.

In those years, divination was prevalent in Chang'an, and Chang'an City had two masters and apprentices of Baigua Bailing, Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng.

The deeds of these two men are not only prevalent in the human world, but also widely spread in the heavenly realm.

Mortals who have glimpsed the heavens will be punished by heaven, and this principle also applies to low-level immortals, who can measure mortals, but cannot measure themselves.

But the two masters and apprentices of Chang'an City, who don't know what method to use, seem to have deceived the eyes of heaven, and they can't help but not suffer from the punishment of heaven, but they respond to their requests, divination and fortune-telling, and they are happy every day.

Immortals inevitably moved mortal hearts.

The Dragon King of Jinghe was the first immortal family to provoke, but unfortunately the end was not very friendly.

But the blame can only be blamed for the Jinghe Dragon King's stubbornness, he has to bet with others, and the gamblers are not accurate, isn't this that he can't give himself a table.

The Dragon King of Jinghe was measured by Yuan Tiangang's master and apprentice, and the fish and shrimp converged, and there was no difference.

He moved his anger and made a bet with the two, betting on the time and amount of precipitation.

Unexpectedly, the will of the Heavenly Realm Law was not different from what the master and apprentice measured, and the Dragon King was so angry that he changed the amount of rainfall without permission in order to make a bet.

It's embarrassing.

Since the deeds of the Dragon King of Jinghe spread in the heavenly realm, it has further confirmed the strange skills of the master and apprentice of Chang'an, which is true and false.

The more they call, the more and more immortals come to the door one after another to ask for hexagrams, these immortals often turn into mortals to ask for signs and ask for hexagrams, and the immortals naturally do not ask about marriage, and most of the questions are their own fate.

Immortals also have the troubles of immortals, immortals are born in response to the catastrophe, and if they can't survive the catastrophe, they will die.

On this day, Pu vigorously hung the anniversary of the 800-mile mountain god, and deliberately traveled thousands of miles to the lively market streets of Chang'an City.

Wandering left and right, I asked a few uncles and aunts along the road, and only then did I find the stall of Yuan Tiangang's master and apprentice, but I saw three layers inside and three layers outside.

Seeing this scene, Pu Dali sighed, the gods can't cut the queue if they ask for it, they can only line up obediently.

Just got the number plate, and after three days and three nights of shooting, I finally waited for his hexagram.

I saw Yuan Tiangang holding the lot he drawn, patting him on the shoulder, looking at him very sympathetically and saying,

"Big brother, you will have a great disaster in eight hundred years!"