Black Cloud Mountain, somewhere on the top of a mountain.

This place is the closest to the outside world, and a cottage has been set up on the mountain, and hundreds of acres of mountain fields have been reclaimed nearby.

The mountains are steep and barren, making it difficult to grow much food.

Among the cottages, many buildings are built in a very orderly manner, and the center is an ancestral hall.

Xu Yunlang is a noble son of a family in the outside world, but he is cautious here, and he doesn't dare to take a breath.

He walked into a study room, and in the study was a middle-aged man who looked like him, writing with a pen.

"Father's ......"

Xu Yunlang gave a salute first: "Today, the children inspected Xiaotian Village and saw that Zhuangtian is growing well, and it should be a bumper harvest in the coming year...... The Datong cloth village in the city, the annual plan has been audited, and a total of 1,267 silver ......"

"Well, it's not bad......"

The middle-aged man's face softened slightly: "The winter festival will be coming soon, and all kinds of sacrifices must be prepared, and there must be no ...... missing."

"Yes, the child knows."

Xu Yunlang bowed, but the fist in his sleeve was secretly clenched.

Although the sacrifices are all ready, there is not much new, and his room still has to be unknown to everyone.

If you can get the spiritual wine of that day, you will be able to make the ancestors happy and please them, but what can you do......

At this time, he couldn't say more, so he bowed again and walked backwards out of the study.

Not long after he walked out of the door, he was greeted by a noble man in brocade clothes and holding an ivory folding fan.

"It's a cloud wave......"

When the noble prince saw Xu Yunlang, he greeted him with a smile.

It is hugged in front of and back, surrounded by beautiful servants and maids, and it looks more magnificent than Xu Yunlang's specifications of only a small servant.

Xu Yunlang recognized that it was Xu Yunding of the big house, and his face couldn't help showing a flattering look: "Starling...... You're here too? ”

"Well, this mountain will be the foundation of the family in the future, and we will wait for the main lineage, so we still have to adapt to it more......"

Xu Yunding frowned, obviously this place was still too shabby compared to Zhong Mingding's own mansion.

The two chatted a few more words, and he continued: "This winter festival, I spent a lot of effort to find a white cow...... If you sacrifice it, you will be able to make your ancestors happy. ”

Hearing this, Xu Yunlang hurriedly said, "Brother Starling has a heart...... Even a white cow can be found. ”

Pigs, cows, and sheep are collectively called the three animals, and they are all beautiful things that are sacrificed to the gods.

Among them, cattle are more expensive.

The white cow is a rare treasure.

This thing is not worse than the spirit wine.

'When the ancestors really become the gods of Heiyun Mountain, and the big house is the lineage, they will be more noble in the future......

Xu Yunlang looked at the back of Xu Yunding leaving, and a haze flashed in his eyes.

And at this time, in the ancestral hall.

Xu Yunlang's father, the middle-aged man stood solemnly, looking at an old man slowly sorting out the family ancestral hall and melon and fruit offerings.

In the ancestral hall, incense is swirling, with a mysterious atmosphere.

"There are rules and ...... rules"

Xu Shilang, who retired to Zhishi, opened his mouth in a calm voice: "In the family ancestral hall, only the people of the family can worship, and the control of incense is very strict......"

After all, it is the Shinto world, and the power of faith represents power!

"If you want to break through this shackle, the only way is to become a righteous god!"

The old man said slowly: "As a father, now there is only a Taoist ...... Back then, the Daoting party struggle, the old man was considered to be the faction to resist all the criticism, when there is a merit, there is nothing to sneak around, there are people in the court who speak for the old man, and now the divine power is enough, and several other families have also been forced away by my family, it should be more radical......"

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly turned awe-inspiring.

The more radical plan is naturally to publicize that Xu Shilang is the god of Heiyun Mountain, and as the god of Heiyun Mountain, he accepts the belief and worship of the nearby mountain people.

The power of Shinto is refining the false to come true!

As long as a large number of people believe that Xu Shilang is the god of Heiyun Mountain, the fake ones may become true or even condense the priesthood of Heiyun Mountain.

Of course, in this way, it is the evil god who has been severely attacked by the Dao Court!

Fortunately, there are people in the Xu Shilang Dynasty, as long as they become the gods of Black Cloud Mountain, they can immediately request the Dao Court to canonize them.

Although it is the first to get on the bus and the ticket to be paid later...... But as long as there is a ticket, it will not be surrounded and suppressed.

At that time, the Xu family will be able to inherit it for hundreds of generations in Heiyun Mountain, stretching endlessly, just like the cave metaphysics of Fulong Mountain.

"Is this finally the point?"

The middle-aged man looked awe-inspiring.

That's a bet!

If the process is slightly wrong, it will immediately be the end of the family's ruin!

"You don't have to worry, this is what they owe to the old man."

Xu Shilang sneered: "The old man resisted the thunder for many people behind, otherwise, as a squire, he would receive the canonization and gift from the imperial court, and he may even far surpass the god of Heiyun Mountain...... This time it's compensation. ”

If the big guy behind him can't even do this, then people's hearts will be scattered......

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately felt much more at ease.

Bang!

At this moment, a thunderclap suddenly sounded from the outside world.

To middle-aged people, this winter thunderstorm is just ordinary.

But for Xu Shilang, he was suddenly startled, the muscles on his face twitched violently, and he crawled out of the ancestral hall.

The middle-aged man had never seen his father so out of shape, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed, only to see the dark clouds rolling in the sky, and the sky suddenly cracked a crack.

A golden light fell, enveloping the mist-shrouded mountain somewhere in Black Cloud Mountain.

The entire Black Cloud Mountain Range seemed to be roaring at this time.

Countless birds, beasts, and spirits ran out of the lair, looking at this scene, and followed their instincts to worship that mountain.

"It's ...... Worship of beasts? The mountain god ascended the throne? ”

The middle-aged man muttered in disbelief, "Black Cloud Mountain...... Out of the mountains? How is this possible? ”

He read poetry and was obsessed with Shinto, and he would never admit his mistake.

This is definitely a sign that the mountain god is in the right position!

But how is that possible?

Obviously, the imperial court has not been canonized, and the most incense nearby is obviously his own father!

Why are there still mountain gods?

Unless......

The middle-aged man thought of the most unlikely scenario, and his eyes turned red.

"Heavenly Priesthood ......"

When Xu Shilang saw this scene, two lines of tears flowed down involuntarily: "The sky is long, why is it thinner than me?" ”

But he cried out loud!

……

Panlong Lake.

Under the water, there is a magnificent palace.

The walls are inlaid with fist-sized pearls one after another.

Around the corner of the corridor, you can see corals of several feet high.

"Bastard!"

An angry roar came from the main hall: "In the past many days, I haven't caught that loach demon...... The navy army of this government is really slack! ”

Bang!

A huge turtle was thrown out of the main hall.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be the turtle prime minister.

It seemed to have been kicked in the leg and appeared to be limping a little, but at this time it was lying on the ground, not daring to move for a long time.

Xiao Jijun was kidnapped, and the kidnappers even manipulated a fish in a big way to extort a hundred jars of 'Ice Jade Burn'!

Panlong Hujun was furious, which was a matter of course.

However, he mobilized his divine power and ordered thousands of water tribes to almost turn Panlong Lake over the sky, but he did not find any trace of the hateful demon.

With the power of Long Jun's induction of Panlong Lake, he was afraid that the loach demon had already fled into other waters.

The Dragon Monarch only has incompetent rage!

At this time, in the main hall, there was a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe.

It wears a golden crown on its head, a jade tree is in the wind, and there are two forked dragon horns on its head.

Suddenly!

Panlong Hujun sighed lightly, the anger on his face subsided, turned into a golden light, and flew out of the lake.

I saw that in the Black Cloud Mountain Range bordering Panlong Lake, a mountain was suddenly wrapped in a golden pillar of light, and I couldn't help but sigh: "Born a god...... Alas! ”

"Why should you sigh, the god of Black Cloud Mountain is no more than a seven-grade priesthood at most......"

A water tribe general said: "Even the god of Lianyun Mountain behind the Black Cloud Mountain Range has to bow down to the king, and he specially came to congratulate the ...... on the birthday of the god of the king."

"You don't understand ......"

Panlong Lake Jun stared at the Black Cloud Mountain Range and was silent for a long time.

He and the god of Yunshan have both been canonized by the Taoist court, and they have a Taoist urn on their bodies, as if they were chained to a dog.

From then on, not only could the Dao Ting restrain them, but it would also be difficult for them to be promoted.

The God-given priesthood has no such concerns.

The difference is enough to make the eyes of those who know the inside story red with jealousy.

'It's just...... The Dao Court will inevitably not allow it, even if the God-given priesthood is not an evil god, it should be canonized in the future...... is just a small mountain god, but I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand the pressure of the Dao Court. ’

Panlong Hujun was silent in his heart.

Don't say that the god of Heiyun Mountain, even if it was himself back then, how could he have withstood the pressure?

But at this time, there was some expectation in my heart that the other party would fail......

I don't know when I started to become such a narrow-minded person?

Whew!

At this moment, above the Black Mountain Range, there was a thousand rays of light, and a figure appeared.

The mountains roared, from the earth, from the plants, from the void...... Wisps of inspiration emerged, converging on that figure.

As a native mountain god, he can naturally mobilize local spirits!

Especially when it comes to promotion, you can even ignore the law of suppression to a certain extent!

I saw countless milky white spiritual opportunities swarming in, cascading like white clouds, spitting reddish in the middle.

The rapid expansion of that red thread dyed the entire spiritual cloud red, turning it into a scene of red glow in the sky.

"Crimson divine power, it is indeed a seven-rank divine position!"

Panlong Hujun was just about to nod, but his expression suddenly changed suddenly.

I saw that in the red glow of the sky, there was a trace of golden light!

Originally, this golden light was just a wisp, but it soon became like a tidal wave, and all rivers returned to the sea to converge on the figure's body, casting it into a 'golden body'.

By the time the last trace of crimson disappeared, the water tribe general who had spoken at the beginning had already been shocked: "Golden divine power, five-grade divine rank?" This...... Even the Yunshan God is nothing more than that, right? How can a mere hundred miles of mountains support the five-grade priesthood? Directly one step into yang? ”

Under the five-grade priesthood, they are still Yin gods, similar to the first-class Yin Soul.

But above the five grades, you can cast a divine body, which is no different from ordinary flesh and blood creatures!

How many gods can't change from yin to yang in a lifetime.

The other party succeeded in one step!

The Aquarium generals are going to grit their teeth.

"No!"

Panlong Hujun felt a coercion, and his expression changed suddenly: "It's not over yet......"

I saw that on the top of the golden god's head, a trace of blue threads emerged, wisps of it, like rain falling from the sky, and then turned into a cyan cloud.

"Providence?!"

At this moment, I don't know how many followers are speechless......

(End of chapter)