Seeing that the old monk Baiyun fainted, Huang Shaohong shook his head both funny and angry, what kind of monk is this, how can he look worse than himself.

What else is refined with essence blood, what is the disaster of the world, should it be so exaggerated?

Who can't see that this 'apricot yellow flag' is a magic weapon, if it is to be stained with your essence and blood, I am afraid that it will really be refined by you and recognized the master, and it will be used for your own use.

And what made Huang Shaohong feel funny the most was that this old monk Baiyun was obviously on the verge of fainting, and he relied on his willpower to hold on not to faint, and he just wanted to take advantage of this 'apricot yellow flag'.

What a greed for this!

I don't know how the old monk cultivated such a pure Dharma, so I'm really puzzled.

Huang Shaohong turned his head and looked into the big pit that had been smashed out by the rat demon before, and the gravel at the bottom of the pit was covered with pitch-black scorch marks, which were obviously traces of thunder.

I looked towards the temple gate again, and saw that the doors and windows of the mountain temple had been shattered, and only a lot of charred and broken wood was left on the ground.

Thinking of the previous time when the thunder that seemed to destroy the world and the earth fell, if it weren't for the mountain god who appeared to resist, with the speed of thunder and lightning, maybe he wouldn't have had time to summon his pet, and he would have been hit by the pond fish.

Huang Shaohong felt that although he could be resurrected, and the mountain god blocked the thunder robbery mostly to protect himself, he was the kind of person who was good to me and good to you.

Not to mention the grace of receiving a drop of water, he repays the spring, but he receives this kindness.

So thanks to the grace of the mountain god to block the thunder, Huang Shaohong planned to take advantage of the fact that the sky was not yet bright, and he didn't have any sleepiness, so he would first clean up the dilapidated mountain temple, which could be regarded as his own mind.

The two monks of Bai Yun and Shifang fainted on the ground, Huang Shaohong checked it, and saw that the injuries of the two were not serious, so he dragged them to the corner of the mountain temple and let their master and apprentice rest on the side first.

When the two monks were moved, they saw that the wooden box on the back of the ten parties turned out to be a shrine covered with a red cloth, and they couldn't help but move in their hearts, and lifted the red cloth with their hands, and immediately appeared a seated statue of Shakya Buddha made of pure gold.

"It's really the same as in the movie!" Huang Shaohong thought in his heart, folded his hands and bowed slightly, and then covered the red cloth, restored it to its original state, and placed it next to the two monks.

After getting these things done, Huang Shaohong didn't call for help from Jalvo or the governor, took out rags, brooms and other things from his bag, and picked them up by himself.

With the physical quality of his martial arts, he worked neatly, and it only took an hour to clean the temple inside and outside.

After all this, the clouds and rain outside had been exhausted, so Huang Shaohong easily burned the zombies he killed last night with fire, filled them in the big pit in front of the temple, and moved earth and stones to balance the big pit.

I also found a plane tree that was large enough far away from the mountain temple, cut it down with the Heavenly Sword, and remade the door panels and window lattices for the mountain temple, plus new shrines, god cases and other things.

This carpenter work is difficult for ordinary people, but for a great master like Huang Shaohong, who is not bad, since he can accurately control every muscle and strength of himself, as long as he has tools, there is nothing he can't do, and it just so happens that he doesn't have too many tools in his bag.

The brand new doors and windows were pressed, the shrine was placed, the statue of the god was invited down and placed on the new shrine, and after it was finished, he went outside and jumped to the top of the temple with light skills, and repaired the damaged places on the mountain temple.

By the time the sky turned white, the mountain temple had taken on a new look inside and out.

At this time, Bai Yun and Shifang had not woken up, and Huang Shaohong was not worried, these two monks had not slept for most of the night, and they were injured by the thunderstorm, so it was normal to rest for a while.

After thinking about it, looking at the desolate appearance of the mountain temple before, this mountain god was also more miserable, and I thought that there might be no one to worship for many years.

Huang Shaohong felt that this mountain god was strange and pitiful, so he took out the delicacies he had prepared in his bag, took a roast whole sheep, a roast suckling pig, and a stack of marinated beef tendons, barely enough to make up three animals.

Then he took out the fire fold and put a few large handfuls of incense on the shrine case, leaving it for the people who passed by in the future to worship the mountain god.

Speaking of these letters, they are all good things, and they were made by Huang Shaohong in Zixiao Palace when he was studying the scriptures in Wudang Mountain.

He twisted three by himself, lit it, held the incense to his chest with both hands, and said: "Thank you for the rescue of the mountain gods, Huang Shaohong has thanked him here!" ”

After saying that, he bowed three times, inserted the incense into the incense burner, and when he turned around and wanted to check the injuries of Baiyun and Shifang masters and apprentices again, he couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw three steps behind me, and I don't know when there was a middle-aged scholar in a white robe, who was twisting the green beard on his chin and looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you?"

Huang Shaohong didn't perceive the slightest threat in this white-clothed scholar, and only had a sense of affinity, but he knew that this scholar could appear behind him silently, which must be extraordinary.

The white-clothed scholar first hugged his fist: "Taoist friends are polite, in Xia Xue Zhenyi, is a poor scholar, because of some medical skills, often see people to see a doctor, accumulate some merits, after his death, he was enshrined by the underworld, and became a mountain god within a radius of 100 miles five hundred years ago!" ”

He said it easily, but fools know that those who accumulate merit and are named Yin Si Zhengshen must have lived countless people with their medical skills during their lifetime, so that they can have such treatment.

Huang Shaohong also understood the reason, and hurriedly returned the salute: "Huang Shaohong has seen the mountain god, and this time he encountered the rat demon tragedy, thank you for the protection of the mountain god!" ”

Xue Zhenyi shook his head and smiled: "Daoyou is polite, you call me Daoyou, and blocking the thunder tribulation is just self-preservation, speaking of which, it is the rat demon who caused trouble!" ”

"Although the rat demon has not been transformed, I don't know where I got the demon cultivation magic, killing and killing people as blood food, so that the demon law is extremely strong......"

"In the position of the mountain god, naturally I can't eat a vegetarian meal, and I have also moved the idea of eliminating demons, and I have fought with it a few times, but my mana is low, but I can't help it!"

"This time, I would like to thank Daoyou for helping God eliminate demons, the merits are immeasurable, and it really helped me a lot!"

Huang Shaohong first called 'Daoyou' and then humbly said a few words, saying that he skillfully helped God eliminate demons, mainly for self-preservation, and he really didn't dare to take credit.

Xue Zhen nodded, his smile was even better, for Huang Shaohong's humble attitude, the mountain god master, a scholar in his previous life, was more and more satisfied.

I saw him take out a talisman seal with golden light from his cuff and hand it to Huang Shaohong.

"In order to thank the Taoist friends for helping the heavens get rid of the monster, and helping to repair the temple dojo below, there is a 'mountain god mantra', which was made by the believers' wish power and their own mana when the incense was vigorous, which was quite wonderful, and it was given to the Taoist friends, which was considered to be a good intention in the next time!"

"How embarrassing this is!"

Huang Shaohong said that he was embarrassed, but his hand was not slow at all, and he quickly took it with both hands and put it away.

"Daoyou is such a wonderful person!"

Xue Zhenyi laughed, explained the use of the charm, and nodded approvingly: "I began to see that Daoyou was decisive in killing, and the resentment lingered on my body, and I thought that Daoyou was the one who killed him......"

"But seeing Daoyou encounter zombies and not being afraid, it's for Dayong!"

"Help the heavens to kill the rat demon, it is for the great benevolence!"

"The method is ingenious, it is great wisdom!"

"Seeing that the Golden Buddha does not have greedy thoughts, it is for the sake of righteousness!"

"Thanksgiving for repairing the temple, thanksgiving and retribution, is for the sake of faith!"

"Taoist friends worship the statue of the lower god, and there is no shortage of three animal sacrifices and Taoist rituals, which is for courtesy!"

Speaking of this, the mountain god Cui Zhenyi said with admiration:

"In today's world, the discipline is in ruins, etiquette and music are broken, and the rule of law is not extensive, and there are fewer and fewer people like Taoist friends who have the virtue of the five constants and have both talent and morality!"

Huang Shaohong was confused: "What? I didn't hear what you just said! ”

The mountain god said again: "In today's world, there are fewer and fewer people who have the virtue of the five constants and have both talent and virtue like Taoist friends!" ”

Huang Shaohong shook his head again: "Huh? What's wrong with my ears, I'll hear you if you say it again! ”

Cui Zhenyi thought that the young man in front of him had lost his hearing by the thunderstorm, and stretched out his finger, and a divine light hit Huang Shaohong's ears.

But he didn't know that when the divine light entered his body, he was instantly swallowed by a piece of broken copper on the other party's chest.

After Cui Zhenyi hit the divine light, he said again: "Let's talk about the ...... of today's world."

Halfway through his speech, he saw that the corners of Huang Shaohong's mouth were upturned and his face was useful, and he immediately understood the truth, and couldn't help laughing, and immediately changed his words:

"Not to mention the current world, even if you have been in the position of this mountain god for five hundred years, the people you have seen, such as the brazen people of Daoyou, are not very common!"

Huang Shaohong laughed: "You are polite, I just think that your voice is good, and I want you to say it a few more times!" ”

Cui Zhenyi pointed at him with a wry smile: "Fellow Daoist, you are really unfathomable...... The little god can't see through you! ”

The two laughed, but they were a little less polite, and they became closer to each other, and under Cui Zhenyi's initiative, they were called brothers.

After chatting for a while, Cui Zhenyi suddenly said:

"There is something for my brother, I want to ask Brother Xian for help, I don't know if Brother Xian is convenient!"

Huang Shaohong naturally couldn't agree to everything, so he just arched his hand and said: "As long as you can, you will do your best!" ”

"Good!"

Cui Zhenyi clapped his hands and smiled: "This matter is not difficult to say, three hundred years ago, I don't know what happened between heaven and earth, as a brother is a mountain god, but I can't even contact the underworld, the surrounding land, the city god, the day and night wandering gods, and all the yin divisions, are completely gone......

Huang Shaohong was also stunned when he heard it, and suddenly thought that in the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story", zombies, monsters, and ghosts are indeed rampant, and even ministers and prime ministers are going to be killed by goblins.

Now listening to Cui Zhenyi's words, all the yin gods and spirits can't be found, and monsters, ghosts, and the like are less yin control, so they naturally become more and more rampant, and the world has become like in the movie, which makes sense.

I only heard that Cui Zhenyi continued: "Brother Wei wants to invite Brother Xian, go to the 'Capital City God's Mansion' in the capital, and ask Lord Wen Tianxiangwen, the master of City God, for Brother Wei, what happened to this Yin Si, and how to deal with himself for brother!" ”

Huang Shaohong frowned and said, "Brother Cui, you said that this was the case three hundred years ago, haven't you asked someone else to do this for many years?" ”

Cui Zhenyi said helplessly: "Why not, in the past three hundred years, my brother has dreamed of five ways to rest in the temple here, and the last one is a passing scholar named Ning Caichen a hundred years ago!" ”

"But these people clearly promised to be brothers in their dreams, but they never came back, and I don't know if they believe what they said in their dreams, or if something happened on the way, which really makes my brother anxious!"

"Ning Caichen?"

Huang Shaohong was a little funny, remembering that the scholar in 'A Chinese Ghost Story' seemed to elope with a daughter who looked similar to Nie Xiaoqian, where would he remember the things you entrusted.

He thought about it, when he arrived in this Xianxia world, he naturally had to travel well, and it was not difficult to go to the capital, so he immediately responded:

"Brother Cui, don't worry, I will definitely go to the capital's 'Capital City God's Mansion' to take a trip and help you understand!"

Cui Zhen thanked him again and again, and after thanking him, he gave his hand and said goodbye, but suddenly he thought of something, and said:

"That's right, brother Xian, this mountain is the place where the ancient immortal Huang Chuping Zhenren refined the treasure, and the 'Apricot Yellow Xiaoqi' is the treasure of Huang Zhenren after his ascension, which was obtained by the rat demon by luck, and passed on a set of sacrificial refining methods to your brother, you use the essence blood true yuan to refine as soon as possible, don't let the slippery old monk deceive him!"

As he spoke, Cui Zhen pointed his hand, and another divine light flew out and went straight into Huang Shaohong's mind, and the latter suddenly had an extra set of methods for sacrificing magic weapons in his mind.

When Huang Shaohong came back to his senses, seeing that Cui Zhen's figure was getting lighter and lighter, he said goodbye to him, and he hurriedly said: "Brother Cui has any exercises and secret techniques, it is better to pass them on to me!" ”

Cui Zhenyi laughed and arched his hand again, his figure had disappeared.

"Donor..... Donor, are you alright? ”

Huang Shaohong only felt that his shoulder was pulled twice, and then the surrounding picture was instantly shattered, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Shi Fangzheng looking at him worriedly.

Behind Shifang, the old monk Baiyun couldn't see any injuries, and was holding the roast suckling pig and eating it.

"What happened to me?"

Huang Shaohong was puzzled in his heart, could it be that what he saw before was an illusion, but after thinking about it carefully, the set of methods for refining magic weapons in his mind was still very clear.

Shifang smiled: "It's okay if the donor is fine, the master and I woke up for a long time, and I saw the donor leaning on the god case and fell asleep, I called you for a long time before I woke you up!" ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and took a piece of dim sum from the god case and ate it: "The donor is fine, hurry up and eat something, my master said that this is the mountain god master is grateful to us for helping him get rid of the demon, please eat something!" ”

Huang Shaohong is so angry, this old monk Baiyun has to be shameless to deceive his apprentice like this and make excuses for his greed.

He stood up directly and walked to the old monk's side: "You put down the roast pig, this is what I found to worship the mountain god, you want to eat me, I have other food here!" ”

The old monk of Baiyun smiled: "I don't understand, this tribute to the gods, in the end it is not for people to eat, the gods and Buddhas only absorb the essence in the food, and the rest will naturally be cheaper for us, otherwise as soon as we leave, this thing will stink and attract flies!" ”

After speaking, the old monk dodged Huang Shaohong's hand and took another bite on the roast pig.

On the third pole of the day, Baiyun and Shifang masters and apprentices wanted to continue to hurry, Huang Shaohong mentioned that he was going to the capital, and asked the two monks if they knew the specific direction.

The old monk Baiyun immediately invited: "It's really fate, the poor monk and apprentice, just about to go to the capital of the Great Power Temple, if the donor does not dislike it, it is better to walk with the poor monk and apprentice!" ”

Huang Shaohong didn't expect the old monk to be so upright, so he immediately agreed, and the three of them worshiped the mountain god, went out of the temple, and went north along the mountain road.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, the old monk Baiyun was discussing with Huang Shaohong: "Donor, the small flag you got yesterday is really a monster, if you don't handle it well, I'm afraid it will be a disaster, it's better to hand it over to the poor monk, and let the poor monk use the essence blood true yuan to refine it for 7749 days, and it will definitely be able to be practiced into ashes, what do you think?" ”

"Seven seven forty-nine days? The fiery eyes have been refined! ”

After Huang Shaohong finished speaking, he suddenly felt something, turned his head to look at the mountain, and seemed to see a white-clothed scholar standing in the middle of the mountain waving to him and seeing him off.

He waved to the mountain, then turned back to the little monk of Shifang who was looking at the map and asked, "Shifang, where is the next stop?" ”

"I'll take a look, it's Guobei County, donor!"

The old monk Baiyun chattered and said: "Donor, if you can't do it, you can give a word, even if you say a word, it's okay?" ”

"Get out!"

Sure enough, it's a word!