"Lu Gong, even if you kill the divine envoy, it will have no effect. There are more than a dozen dogs like the white-headed divine envoy, and this is just a pack of biting dogs. What everyone is really afraid of is those wild cultivators, once they are targeted, no one will have a good end. The land god had obviously sensed Lu Gong's thoughts, and he was very reluctant to persuade him.

"I have lived in this small village for decades, and I have not seen those gods who rose up to resist, but they either disappeared inexplicably, or they were finally scolded and forced to fall into a foreign land. Against the City God, there is no chance of winning. He has been operating here for many years, and even if he is a judge of Si Tianjian, he can be called a brother and a brother. ”

Looking at the desperate appearance of the land god, Lu Gong felt more and more that he had to do it.

"Could you please invite the mountain god seniors to come again?" Lu Gong pleaded.

Although he was not very willing, he still did it when he saw Lu Gong asking for this.

This time, it didn't take long for Baigu to come to the Land Temple.

The land gods seem to have deliberately distanced themselves from each other and disappeared directly into the statue.

"What's the matter with me?" Baigu was a little curious, why did Lu Gong, who was on the third day of the Lunar New Year, suddenly let him come.

He is now the busiest time of the year, and after a period of spring, the group of ginseng pickers will enter the mountain again, not to mention, the grass insect larvae in the mountain should also wake up.

Lu Gong briefly talked about the conversation just now, and the old man suddenly fell silent.

"Lu Gong, thank you." The old man's voice suddenly became extremely tired, "Your appearance has given a glimmer of hope to my rotten body. But we all know that it will be in vain. Now, the prestige of the land in Fulong Town is far higher than mine, and they are ready to replace me. I haven't had incense in my small temple for four or five years, and even if they don't take action, I won't survive this spring. ”

"Senior mountain god, don't give up." Lu Gong was anxious.

If the mountain gods have already accepted their fate, then what is the use of how hard he tries?

"It's not that I want to give up, it's that I've been fighting for decades, and I know I'm at the limit." The mountain god smiled and reached out to touch Lu Gong, which was a comfort.

Lu Gong could clearly feel the hands covered with cracks and calluses, and took a deep breath and said, "Senior Mountain God, let's let the incense of the Mountain God Temple flourish first, and then make plans for the future, is it okay?" ”

"Let the incense burn?" The mountain god shook his head and said, "This is not easy to say. What can I do now with my old body, it is estimated that the nearby villagers have long forgotten the existence of me, the mountain god. ”

"There's a way!" Lu Gong said seriously.

The mountain god stared at him. He liked Lu Gong very much, but he didn't believe that there was any other way to make the villagers remember the mountain temple again.

It's not that he hasn't tried, but the hunters who went into the mountains are now almost extinct, and after having ginseng pickers, they don't dare to enter the mountains casually, after all, the obstacles they have laid out, ordinary people can't get out at all.

"The land god has a rejuvenation technique, you should have a similar spell, right?" Lu Gong said expectantly.

The mountain god nodded. "In terms of spells, I'll know some. What is needed in the mountains is the most basic in the wind, rain, thunder and fog, and I should be able to use the rejuvenation technique better than my brother, and Shenwei can barely use it......"

Lu Gong listened, but his heart was full of shock.

Is this called some?

It's not too strong, okay?

What Lu Gong didn't know was that as a mountain god who was more advanced than the land, Baigu's thousand-year-old cultivation was almost close to the level of the local city god at its peak.

You must know that in many places, the status of the mountain god is even higher than that of the city god.

Throughout the Hua Dynasty, Wuyue Zhengshen even had the status of influencing the trend of the world. Even if the dynasty changes and the country changes hands, every time a new dynasty opens, the emperor will also hold a ceremony to seal Zen.

"Senior mountain god, do you have a spell to make the mountains and forests grow mushrooms?" Lu Gong already had a plan in his heart.

The mountain god stroked his beard and smiled. "Yes, of course. Every time the ice and snow melt and the branches and leaves fall, after a winter of savings, a simple rejuvenation technique can make the mountains and forests full of vitality. In previous years, there was no shortage of brave villagers who went into the mountains before the morning sun rose. ”

"Then look at that wild vegetable again!" Lu Gong reminded him.

The mountain god's brows moved slightly, he groaned for a moment, and suddenly slapped his thigh. "Xiaoyou mean that I want to give this natural gift to the villagers in exchange for incense?"

Lu Gong smiled: "This kind of thing, for you, it should be simpler, right?" ”

"However, how can I let the villagers know that I did it, and offer me three pillars of incense?" But the mountain god was in trouble.

He is not a personality god, and naturally he does not have the dream technique of the land god, he is just a plant, he can appear, and as a god, he can only avoid the villagers.

"Spring is coming soon. Just tell me where these wild creatures grow, and I'll take care of the rest. "Lu Gong's victory is in hand.

If it were in the past, he might still need the dream technique of the land, but now that he has learned the soul technique, he naturally has his own means to accomplish this.

"Are you sure?" The mountain god's eyes were shining.

The value of wild mountain mushrooms is much higher than that of this wild vegetable garden.

In previous years, occasionally some villagers went into the mountains, and they could pick a few and send them to the town or Tianshui County, which could be exchanged for rich returns, and it would be great if more people could make a profit.

"Don't worry." Lu Gong promised.

"Okay, if Xiaoyou can do it, maybe my Baigu can really regain his life, and my Qinglan Mountain can be saved." The mountain god's words were full of anticipation.

He got up, bowed his hand to Lu Gong, and said seriously: "Seven days later, spring will return to the earth, and when the ice and snow melt, the old decay will come to bother again." ”

"Please be careful." Lu Gong reminded.

The mountain god is the old god, stroking his beard and smiling. "Don't worry, now that Wang Yi is here, those ginseng pickers don't dare to do anything to me at will."

The mountain god departed.

The land god jumped out of the clay sculpture, glanced at him, and reminded, "I won't interfere in this matter. ”

Lu Gong was not surprised by his performance.

It's not much easier to change a god than it is to change a person. He believed that the land would one day be figured out.

If people don't save themselves, heaven can't help them.

So it is with man, and so it is with God.

"Don't worry, just look at it. Everything that follows, you can act as if it didn't happen. Lu Gong said.

The land god sneered.

He wanted to see how he could communicate with the villagers and help Baigu without his dream technique.

He admitted that Lu Gong's idea was very good, but without the ability to communicate, no one would still think of the mountain temple.