Lu Qingfeng got up and walked on Fufeng Mountain.

It can be seen that the great war three thousand years ago caused a lot of damage to the foundation of Fufeng Mountain, resulting in a thin aura, which has not been restored to this day.

Lu Qingfeng walked, sensing the atmosphere of the mountains with the help of Fayin.

After the war, the earth's qi was disordered, so that the six hundred miles of Fufeng Mountain continued to suffer, and the spirit was weak. Lu Qingfeng was in charge of the Law Seal, exercised his legal duties, and carefully adjusted the earth's qi. This is hard and meticulous, and it requires not only day and night hard work, but also careful care.

There are gods under the command of ordinary mountain gods, and Lu Qingfeng can only go into battle on his own.

Step by step, measure Fufeng Mountain, constantly regulate the earth's qi, and return to the right path.

As the temperature of the ground is smooth, the disasters of Fufeng Mountain are gradually reduced, the vegetation is gradually growing, and the wild beasts are reproducing and growing.

Heaven and earth are animist.

Lu Qingfeng is the god of the mountain, regulating the earth's qi and benefiting all souls, and suddenly there are countless incense wishes mixed with gratitude and longing thoughts across the void, and they are absorbed by Lu Qingfeng's knowledge of the mountain god seal in the sea.

Slowly refined, turned into divine stars.

After having divine power, Lu Qingfeng was able to regulate his earth's qi faster.

year.

Two years.

Three years.

Time passed year after year.

It took Lu Qingfeng three years to deal with the first ground qi obstruction.

It took Lu Qingfeng five years to deal with the second earth qi obstruction.

It took Lu Qingfeng eight years to deal with the third earth qi obstruction.

……

Flowers bloom and bloom.

The grass grows and the warbler flies.

Before I knew it, it was spring again.

The main peak of Fufeng Mountain.

I don't know when, brick and stone buildings have been raised, and the simplicity reveals a bit of fairy. Middle-aged, youthful, and young people in green robes are either facing the morning sun, or practicing sword moves, or performing spells.

Among them, there are even ignorant spirits and mixed spirits.

It seems to meditate and practice martial arts and techniques.

On the mountainside, there is a mountain temple where incense is strong.

Such a temple, in the six hundred miles of Fufeng Mountain, there are three more, respectively located on the main peak of the three major branches, for thousands of mountain people to worship.

this day.

A young Taoist in a white robe chased and killed a monster in the township with a sword, and pursued all the way to Fufeng Mountain.

The monster is cunning, and it goes headlong into the dense forest and disappears.

The young Taoist raised his eyes and looked around, fixed in one place.

"Duh!"

The magic sword came out of his hand like a flash of lightning.

Rumble!

More than 100 zhang ahead, a place exploded violently. A radius of ten zhang turned into coke, revealing the traces of the monster.

Tanuki-like, with a red tail.

It's a red-tailed civet!

It was covered in blood, and the sword marks cut open the flesh of its wounds, which looked terrifying.

"Damn monk!"

The red-tailed tanuki hated it in his heart.

How could it have been hunted down like this!

Not to mention fleeing in embarrassment, he was even more close to death again and again. If it weren't for the glimmer of hope, he would have turned back and shared life and death with this person.

"It's coming!"

"Not far ahead is Fufeng Mountain. I heard that in recent years, there is a mountain god in Fufeng Mountain, and the four wildernesses and eight wildernesses all bow down. If you can get his help, you will be able to get rid of the murder! ”

The red-tailed civet cat has a lively mind.

was blasted off the track by a sword, and his speed increased by three points, and he fled forward again.

"Monster!"

"Where to run!"

The young Taoist had a murderous face, and the sword qi under his feet gathered, and he fell straight behind the red-tailed civet cat by virtue of the void to resist the wind. The magic sword was in his hand, and a pair of eyes flashed with wisdom.

It is clearly capable of killing the red-tailed civet cat with one blow, but it has not been a dead hand for a long time.

"Let's see where this monster wants to escape!"

Wang Pan's face did not move, and he just closed the red-tailed civet cat. Chasing all the way, the red-tailed tanuki went straight in this direction. If you say run for your life, it will never be like that.

chased and fled, and soon it was dozens of miles.

"Here—"

Wang Pan raised his eyes and saw a temple in the distance. Mountain people come and go, and the incense is quite vigorous.

When the red-tailed civet saw it, he ran straight over and shouted in his mouth—

"Lord Mountain God save me!"

The love is sincere, and the sadness is extreme.

"Ahh

"Youkai!"

"Where is the monster that came to the door of the mountain god to cry?"

……

The mountain people who were entering and exiting the mountain temple to worship the mountain god were startled by the red-tailed civet cat and avoided it. But he didn't stay away, he just gathered around and muttered quietly.

With the blessing of the mountain god, whether it is a beast or a monster, they don't want to hurt people in Fufeng Mountain!

"Mountain God?!"

Wang Pan looked around, and his face suddenly turned grim.

I didn't realize the pursuit, but at this time I found that this place was lush and lush, and the aura was good. Although it is not as good as Xianmen Lingshan, it is also a rare place to practice.

If he remembers correctly, Wang Pan remembered that this place was located in a remote place, and cultivation was cut off, and there were very few monks here very early, and spirits and monsters were rare.

I didn't expect this mountain area to be hidden.

"Could it be the mountain god?"

Wang Pan didn't dare to be careless, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and took the red-tailed civet cat directly!

A mountain god, at least a seven-grade god, comparable to the spiritual void true cultivation. And although his sword path cultivation is superb, he can be called invincible at the same level, but his cultivation is only a foundation building realm, far from being the enemy of the seven-rank gods.

The only way to do this is to kill the red-tailed civet cat as soon as possible, withdraw from this mountain area, and wait until the investigation is clear.

At this time—

I saw the temple flicker, and suddenly a middle-aged man in a scribe's robe appeared. As soon as it appeared, a brilliant sound came out of his mouth!

"Xuanshan God's Decree!"

"The red-tailed civet cat is full of killing, with evil intentions, and its crime should be punished!"

In a word.

The middle-aged scribe waved his sleeves, and a strong wind went straight towards the red-tailed civet cat.

"No!"

The red-tailed tanuki was shocked.

There are scribes in front and sword cultivators in the back, and there is really no way to escape from the upper and lower Quartet!

It had heard earlier that the Fufeng Mountain God had deliberately attracted the sword cultivator to the mountain god, just to make the young sword cultivator clash with the mountain god, and it waited for the opportunity to flee for its life, so it was under the command of the mountain god, it was always a way to live.

Whoever thinks that before the mountain god comes out, the middle-aged scribe who pops out of the mountain temple will kill him.

The red-tailed civet is frightened.

However, there was a magic sword attacking behind, and there was a strong wind in front of it.

Rumble!

The red-tailed civet cat had nowhere to dodge, and the strong wind and magic sword fell, turning into ashes and dissipating in an instant. It is the end of a strong crossbow, and it is still powerless to deal with an attack from one side, let alone a flanking attack from both sides.

Pity hundreds of years of penance, and finally come to naught.

The red-tailed civet cat turned into flying ashes, and the strong wind magic sword collided. The wind dissipated and the sword retreated.

Wang Pan and the middle-aged scribe stood at each other.

The middle-aged scribe smiled and spoke first, saying, "Daoist friends are polite, my family's Shenjun is crossing the catastrophe and it is inconvenient to come, if you don't like it, you can move to watch the tribulation." ”

"Tragedy?"

Wang Pan looked at the middle-aged scribe and saw that his body was condensed but not dispersed, and it should be the body condensed by the cultivation of the Clever Ghost Dao Method. With that flick of his sleeves, he could catch up with the power of his flying sword, and his strength would definitely be far above him.

And the 'god monarch' in his mouth must be the god of this mountain.

The mountain god is in trouble!

I don't know what kind of catastrophe it is.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Pan did not refuse, "Xiaodao Wang Pan, thank you for the invitation, it is an honor." ”

"Please!"

"Please!"

The two walked side by side into the depths of the mountains.