"Lord God, you can't let go of this devil, such an evil god, why don't you punish ......" Although Zichuan is a big man, he is crying like a child at the moment, kneeling on the ground, crying blood, unable to let go.

The priest and the old village chief listened to his nonsense, and trembled with fear, and almost fell to the ground.

"Zichuan, stop making trouble!"

"You can't be so impulsive all the time!"

The young woman of Qingli also persuaded: "Brother Zichuan, the mountain god is the spirit of a mountain, and the Emperor of Dongyue is the supreme of heaven and earth, how can you kill his heir?" ”

Fang Xiaotang looked a little distressed, she walked in front of Zi Chuan, squatted down, and said softly: "We can understand your feelings, but killing can't solve the problem, it will only attract more brutal revenge." ”

Her hair hit Zi Chuan's face, itchy, he was stunned for a moment, and said, "Then my child will die in vain?" ”

"Zichuan ......" sacrifice is furious, you are a mortal, do you still need to find the gods to seek justice?

"Of course not, when you are strong enough to protect the village, and you can be comparable to the gods, you will naturally be able to ask for an answer." Fang Xiaotang explained with a smile, she thought that she could defeat a mountain god in less than half a year of cultivation, and she took it for granted that he could do it too.

"Are you willing to practice with me? Become a monk. The words of the girl in the green dress seemed to come from an endless distance, and at this moment, it was a little ethereal.

Zichuan listened, and was at a loss for a moment, monk? In the eyes of a peasant kid like him, he is really a first-class person with immortals, and he himself never thinks that one day, he will have the opportunity to practice. It's just that this price is not what he is willing to pay.

He gritted his teeth, and finally knew that it was useless to think too much, so he opened his mouth and shouted: "Master." ”

Zi Chuan's gaze was firm, and there was a ball of light burning in his bright pupils, firm and sharp until it burned to the depths of his heart, brighter than the stars in the sky.

Fang Xiaotang smiled and nodded, "Okay." ”

When Fang Xiaotang turned around, there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth. Master, you are wrong, there are never fewer people in the world who are obsessed, if it is used on the right path, how can it be demonic?

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord God, the rootless village will repay you by knotting grass and ringing!" The priest and the old village chief put their hearts at ease and stepped forward to thank them, becoming more respectful than before.

Fang Xiaotang waved his hand, not caring and said, "Get up, it's not me who saves you, but yourself." ”

"Ourselves?" The two were stunned for a moment, and they didn't know what to do.

"Yes, from the moment you treat me sincerely, the catastrophe will be resolved naturally. I can coincidentally break into this place, and by mistake help you get rid of the mountain god who caused trouble, what is this not God's arrangement? ”

Fang Xiaotang had actually been thinking about the strange things she had encountered for a long time, why couldn't Qingmei Shanxiao's spell help her? Why did the profound mountain god let her break her arm with a sword?

Is Fang Xiaotang's Sword Immortal Dao sharp?

Not only that, but more importantly, Fang Xiaotang is fearless, occupying the Tao and reason, and will naturally be protected by heaven and earth. And the mandrill is abusive, and the mountain god is the one who is the disaster, and their qi is exhausted.

Even if Fang Xiaotang didn't make a move, it would be impossible for them to escape the sanction of God, but it was the difference between morning and night.

"Yes, what the gods say." The priest and the old village chief nodded their heads again and again, and as for how much they listened, only they knew how much they had heard.

Fang Xiaotang felt that after she defeated the mountain god, most people had a deep awe of her, rather than the original simple worship.

The beliefs and awe of these people are very clear, and they have a clear goal, because they have seen Fang Xiaotang show miracles with their own eyes, this belief is even simpler.

If a monk who cultivates the Heavenly Eye can see at a glance that the wishes of the villagers are like white and gold silk threads that have submerged into Fang Xiaotang's body.

However, Fang Xiaotang couldn't see their awe-inspiring appearance, and impatiently sent them away.

After tossing for so long just now, my stomach was already "growling" with hunger.

The meal arranged by the villagers today was extremely sumptuous, as if to celebrate, and the atmosphere of joy enveloped the whole small village.

Looking at the table full of food, Fang Xiaotang almost didn't pounce, but when someone else was there, he still sat politely at the table. It wasn't until the priest sent them all down that he devoured them.

The priest waited for her to eat, while he himself reported the trivial things that had happened in the past few days.

Fang Xiaotang sighed secretly, it turned out that being a god was so tiring, no wonder the gods recorded in the ancient books were all hung high one by one, and they didn't have much contact with the world.

Even so, the wishes of sentient beings are still mixed with miscellaneous wishes, unless the gods don't care about the purity of the will, otherwise the face work still has to be done, and it can't be messed around at will.

For example, the dragon clan must change at four times; If you are a mountain god, you must be in feng shui; Like the god of thunder, he wants to subdue demons and subdue demons; Like the Yin Cao, it is necessary to reincarnate the heavens.

After the mountain god asked Fang Xiaotang to take it away, the priest became her exclusive spokesperson.

It's a pity that Fang Xiaotang has always defined himself as the auspicious Three Treasures, so that the priest will always feel guilty for his inaction. Therefore, from time to time, he led the villagers to visit her, which was called "pilgrimage".

Such a day is very leisurely, but such a calm is too rare for Fang Xiaotang. She still had a lot to do, and it was impossible for her to stay in a small village.

Zhao Ruozhu said that the way of the sword immortal is to step on thousands of mountains and rivers, find the hardware of heaven and earth, the seven qi of the sun and the moon, and take the copper of the first mountain, in order to refine his own sword.

Fang Xiaotang immediately decided to go out, which frightened the villagers, crying and staying. It was so hard to resist that she almost couldn't leave, until she promised the eyes of the gods that they would always be on the spot, and they let her go.

"Master, do you really want to leave?" Zi Chuan was a little embarrassed, his swordsmanship had already been practiced.

Fang Xiaotang saw that he was in a mood of being unable to leave his homeland, patted his arm, and comforted: "When you can walk out of this world alone, we will meet again." ”

After speaking, he did not linger and strode away.

"Hey, Master, you haven't told me yet, where are you going?" Zichuan shouted anxiously from behind.

"My name is Fang Xiaotang!"

In the air, only the girl's voice rose and fell, echoing in everyone's heart.

Fang Xiaotang ...... But Shizun still didn't say where he was going? Zichuan looked confused, thinking that Fang Xiaotang had forgotten to tell him.

The young woman chuckled lightly, pursed her lips and said, "You are stupid, you are really an elm head, since the gods only tell you her name, it means that she has the confidence to pass on her name all over the world." When the time comes, you can find any person and ask where she is. ”