Feng Qingyan came out of the library building.

By the time he got back to the cabin, it was almost time.

In the past ten days, every time the time comes, the wind and snow will come on time, accompanied by a low whining and mourning.

In that strange darkness, evil spirits are rampant.

Although the star flag was shining and the Confucian disciples were guarding the town, the evil spirits were like moths to the fire, constantly rushing towards the burial mountain.

It's like going to the soup and fire, so that everyone can't understand it.

Whew-

Moments later, the wind and snow returned.

Feng Qingyan stood on the steps of the wooden house with his coat on, looking up at the dark night sky, and said after a while: "Jiuge, let's go to the Mountain Temple." ”

Jiu Ge appeared.

But it still has a fear of demons......

In the past ten days, every time he arrives, he will hide near the academy to avoid being found by the murderer.

Soon, Feng Qingyan and Jiu Ge came to the foot of the mountain, looking at the mountain temple that had already been sacrificed by the people of Bocheng, and sighed a little in their hearts.

Since the return of the evil spirit, more people have come to worship.

At this time, Feng Qingyan could faintly see the sky above the mountain temple, lingering with some incense like mist. He closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then stepped forward to the idol and wiped off the three handfuls of blood that had been smeared.

Success or failure is here.

He bit his finger and reapplied it with three handfuls of blood, and then saw the regular chains hanging from the night sky, gradually merging with the mountain temple.

After a while, the mountain temple was finally connected with the burial mountain and officially became the temple of the burial mountain.

Jiu Ge was overjoyed when he saw it, babbling and screaming.

At this time, Feng Qingyan looked at the mountain temple that seemed to have become sacred, and wondered again, could it be that the vague memory in his mind was not a dream......

Is it his past life?

In his previous life, he really created the underworld and sealed the ten halls of Yama?

But why did he open the Wen Palace, so that his own blood could connect the mountain temple with the burial mountain?

He closed his eyes and carefully recalled his previous life, but unfortunately the memory of his previous life was still vague, and after shaking his head, he said with a straight face: "In the name of my seal Qingyan, I will seal the nine songs...... The god of the buried mountain, in order to guard the safety of the water and soil, admire this!"

Jiu Ge knelt down with a thud.

Originally, it was "the god of the underworld, the god of the mountain", but after thinking about it, he changed it.

After Feng Qingyan finished speaking, a ray of light suddenly flew out from the ghost gate behind him, turning into a black page that emitted a ghostly light, and directly submerged into Jiu Ge's body.

Jiu Ge was suddenly a little restless, and then he was overjoyed.

What is it?

Feng Qingyan was stunned, he only saw that it was a black page, but he couldn't see what was written on the black page, which made him curious.

The ghost gate behind it is really getting more and more mysterious.

"Bestow the magic power of 'dead wood in spring'. Feng Qingyan closed his eyes, his face showed some surprise, but he still said it seriously.

After he finished speaking, another ray of light flew out from the ghost gate behind him.

The light submerged into Jiu Ge's body.

At this time, Jiu Ge understood the technique of "dead wood in spring".

"Bestow on the supernatural power of 'driving wolves and tigers'. Feng Qingyan's face was surprised again, and he said again.

Another ray of light flew out, and instantly submerged into Jiu Ge's body, and then he learned the technique of "driving wolves and tigers".

"Bestow the magic power of 'spring breeze and rain'. "Feng Qingyan three ways.

Jiu Ge knows the technique of "spring breeze and rain".

It doesn't need to be cultivated, it doesn't need to be enlightened, and it just knows how to use it. And, all you need is incense......

"Grass and trees, animals, wind and snow......"

Feng Qingyan understands a little, this is the three divine powers of the mountain gods, which are specially used to protect the mountains.

At this time, Jiu Ge was very excited, and after bowing respectfully to Feng Qingyan, he began to smoke the incense of the mountain temple, looking extremely enjoyable.

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but smile when he saw it.

He said before that after opening the Wen Palace, he would help Jiu Ge settle in the Mountain Temple, and now he has done it.

And after Jiu Ge smoked the incense above the mountain temple, the black shadow gradually became clear, and a small human figure could be seen......

After a while, she turned into a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

"Nine Songs Meet ......"

At this time, Jiu Ge knelt down respectfully, but the words in his mouth were stuck for a while, and he didn't seem to know why it was good to call Feng Qingyan.

Jiu Ge's appearance is very delicate, with long black hair.

However, he had no clothes on.

But there was a cloud of mist on his body, covering the indescribable parts.

"Just call me senior brother. ”

Feng Qingyan said with a smile.

"Jiu Ge didn't dare. ”

Jiu Ge said respectfully, hesitated for a moment and said, "Can Jiu Ge be called a gentleman?"

"Sir, too. ”

Feng Qingyan smiled, just a title.

At this time, Jiu Ge was stunned, it seemed that it was more appropriate to call him a supreme, but "sir" had already been exported, which was not bad.

No points.

"Mr. Jiuge thanked Mr. Jiuge for helping Jiuge ascend to the position of the god of the burial mountain. At this time, Jiu Ge bowed respectfully again, "If there is no help from Mr., Jiu Ge is afraid that he will not even be able to transform ......."

"Don't be so polite, you saved me. ”

Feng Qingyan motioned for Jiu Ge to get up, and then asked with some curiosity: "You and I have never met before, but in order to save me, you dare to confront the murderer, why is this?"

Jiu Ge was silent.

Feng Qingyan didn't ask when he saw it, and said, "Jiuge, you are now officially the god of the burial mountain, and you should protect the safety of the water and soil of the burial mountain in the future, can you understand?"

Jiu Ge understood. ”

Jiu Ge said respectfully.

Although he didn't wear clothes, the clouds and mist lingered on his body, making Jiu Ge exude a faint divine might. She was born from the burial mountain, she is the soul of the burial mountain, and now she is the god of the burial mountain, and she naturally has a deep affection for the burial mountain, how can she not protect and cherish the burial mountain?

"The three gods of the mountain, can you?"

Feng Qingyan hesitated and asked, what he said in the dark had really become the three divine powers of the mountain gods?

"Yes. ”

Jiu Ge always looked respectful, and said, "But you need incense to use it." ”

"What's wrong?"

At this time, Feng Qingyan saw Jiu Ge's face, and it seemed that he was not very good, so he asked.

"Sir, there are evil spirits that have invaded the Burial Mountain and devoured many of the creatures in the mountains...... Jiu Ge said respectfully, and the creatures in the mountains are like her people to her.

And, demons invade her territory.

How can you make her happy?

"Jiu Ge, do you know what secrets are hidden in the Burial Mountain?" At this time, Feng Qingyan was puzzled, otherwise the evil ghosts would continue to pour towards the Burial Mountain?

Why is that?

"Jiuge doesn't know. Jiu Ge shook his head.

"I don't know?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, as the god of the burial mountain, he didn't know the details of the burial mountain, which was really unreasonable.

Doesn't the mountain god know the mountain best?

"Sir, the Burial Mountain contains an unknown power, and even Jiuge can't explore one or two. Jiu Ge said helplessly.

Although she is the god of the burial mountain, the burial mountain is not under her control.

There was a deep helplessness on her face.

"Unknown Power?"

Feng Qingyan frowned, could this be related to evil ghosts?

......