Inside the city of the divine capital, quietly.

Outside the city of Shendu, it is in full swing.

The major forces have come up with the power and treasures at the bottom of the box.

Wu Xiu and the generals were originally scattered, but after learning that life cultivation, Taoist cultivation and cultural cultivation had their own means, some martial arts cultivators were not convinced, so some of them lobbied the major forces of martial arts cultivation.

In terms of numbers and strength, Wu Xiu was completely superior to any single force.

However, because Wu Xiu did not know spells, he could not exert his strength together like other monks.

But, it's not that there isn't, it's just that there was no such condition in the past.

And now, it seems to be possible.

As night fell, the outside of the city gradually quieted down.

Many martial cultivators either go to bed early or meditate.

Until midnight.

The scholars got up and sat upright, with all the Bible books in front of them.

A gust of wind blew, from south to north, from east to west, and instantly swept through the world.

Baihe County, Zhangjia.

The old couple of the Zhang family chatted and chatted at night, couldn't sleep, and as before, lit the lamp and sorted out their son's old books.

The two old men slowly smoothed the pages, pressed a book up, pressed it gently, smoothed the pages again, and pressed another book.

After a short time, the stack of books on the east side was arranged to the west side.

Tired, the old couple sat aside to rest.

"Feng Yuan, that kid, I like to read the most......

"Do you remember when he was a child, even when he couldn't read, he was always curious to turn to my books......

"He studied very hard......

"When he went north to guard the river, you and I disagreed, but I couldn't stop it......

"Kill demons and demons, you know what you should do, but it's your child's turn......

"He didn't lose the face of our Zhang family!"

"Hey, let's seal it away, of course there is a future."

"Huh?"

The old couple stopped and looked at the stack of books, and the one in the middle was slowly glowing.

A light breeze blew, and the book began to turn the pages, and the stack of books so thick on it couldn't be suppressed and scattered aside.

The title page of the book opened, revealing the text.

The old couple looked at each other, their eyes slightly red.

"It's Feng Yuan's news that is coming, Feng Yuan is in the sky, and he still remembers the two of us......

The old couple watched blankly as they flipped through the pages of the "Holy Words", and after a long time, the pages closed.

The old couple took the rag and walked out the door.

Go under the sign on the left side of the door and gently wipe the words on it.

Loyal martyrs.

All the books of the Holy Word in the world, whether they are placed on the shelves, on the bookcase, or pressed by other books.

With a light breeze, the first page of the Holy Word was opened.

Nothing stands in the way.

The "Holy Words" of the whole world was turned page by page, and the readers all over the world were reciting word by word.

At first, the voice was soft, but slowly, reading page by page, book by book, the sound became louder and louder, spreading in all directions.

People who hear the sound of reading not only do not feel irritable, but feel extremely comfortable and fall asleep quietly.

When the scholars of the world recited the holy scriptures, all parts of the human race, all Taoist sects, gathered in front of the hall and began to worship the immortals and gods, and worship heaven and earth.

Pillars of light slowly rose from the various sects of the Dao Sect, and slowly rose as time passed.

The top of each pillar of light, gently tumbling, seems to be brewing something.

Beiban Mountain.

Hundreds of miles of Beiman Mountain, rich in products.

Unlike other places, the hunters here call themselves mountain guards.

Take only what you need for your livelihood, and never take more.

Whoever wantonly kills or destroys it, within a few days, will be isolated, and even salt will not be bought.

The spirit beasts and monsters of Beiban Mountain are also strange, rarely hurting people, and the two sides are alike

Harmony.

Liu Sandao, as a hunter, boasted that he was a good hand within a radius of thirty miles, relying on learning a little idle king exercises, and often wandering around the Beiban Mountains.

Today it was planted.

Lost.

He couldn't find his way home after walking all night, so he had to hide in a tree, make a warning trap, and sleep quietly.

While he was asleep, he faintly heard the croaking of the beast in front of him, which was very different from the usual time.

He opened his eyes and squinted, not far ahead, in the dark night, a faint light rising.

In the light, shadowy beasts bowed down.

Liu Sandao's eyes opened, and he remembered the rumors of Beiman Mountain a few days ago, saying that Beiman Mountain had been cultivated for many years, and finally a mountain master came out, and from then on, the residents of Beiman Mountain were no longer afraid of natural disasters and man-made disasters.

The mountain lord, that is the mountain god, is completely different from the mountain monster mandrill.

Liu Sandao quietly descended from the tree, slowly approached, took a closer look, and was secretly shocked in his heart.

The famous one-eyed bear king was pouting his big belly and did not dare to move.

The golden tiger has long been a spirit, and the ordinary Zhongpin is far from being an opponent, but now he is honestly lying on his stomach, like a big cat.

There is also the group of black monkeys who like to tease people the most, and they honestly lie down with their bellies turned up.

In front of the beasts kneeling, an old man with white light stood, looking up at the sky.

Suddenly, the old man turned his head to look at Liu Sandao and asked, "But the local hunters?"

Liu Sandao saw that the old man's demeanor was extraordinary, he knelt down with a thud, knocked his head three times, and hurriedly said, "Xiaomin Liu Sandao, I have seen the mountain master."

"Master Shan? There's still a piece of paper left to be canonized." The old man muttered to himself.

Liu Sandao lowered his head and secretly aimed at Master Shan, not daring to answer.

After a long time, the old man said, "What's wrong with Cangman County?"

Liu Sandao tried his best to recall, and hurriedly said, "Are you asking the Death Demon Land?"

The old man nodded.

"There was no grass there, and people and animals were destroyed. Later, the old man of Xianwang took action and took over the land of death, and now he has regained his vitality. I often hear people in the neighborhood say that they have met their relatives and told them that they have been reincarnated and reincarnated as human beings when they have been freed from the sea of suffering. There have been some strange things in the past few months, and some of the children's birthmarks and appearances are very similar to those poor people who died in the land of death."

The old man lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and sighed, "Out of the saint."

Liu Sandao looked at the old man, looking at the familiar coarse cloth clothes on his body, washed white, and suddenly a vague memory emerged, and he exclaimed, "Aren't you Wang Xuexue?"

The old man smiled and did not answer.

"Congratulations to the old scholar on his ascension to the god of the mountain!" Liu Sandao bowed three times again.

The old man just looked up at the sky and did not answer.

Suddenly, the sky was full of light, like a shower of stars breaking through the sky.

A flash of light turned and landed in front of the old man.

The light dissipated, revealing a scroll of paper.

The old man stretched out his finger and touched it, and the paper exploded, and the light fell on the old man.

Liu Sandao's eyes widened and saw that those rays of light were intertwined on the old man's body into a set of red robes similar to official uniforms, with a black gauze hat on his head.

"Now, you can call me Lord Mountain." The Northern Barbarian Mountain God turned his head to look at Liu Sandao.

Liu Sandao only felt that the old man in front of him was standing up to the sky, as high as Beiman Mountain.

"Xiaomin Liu Sandao, I've seen Master Shan!" Liu Sandao and those little beasts slowly leaned over.

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