Seven days later, when the two reached a hillside, a small mountain village appeared in their eyes.

"The small mountain village ahead is my hometown Weijiazhuang!" Wei Xuanji smiled, and he was overjoyed when he was about to get home.

Jiang Xingyuan looked at a small mountain village surrounded by mountains in front of him, followed Wei Xuanji and the two of them to gallop towards the small mountain village.

As soon as he arrived at the small mountain village, he saw a very backward village, with a remote geography and desolate places, Jiang Xing really couldn't figure out how a person from such a remote and poor background could have such profound knowledge.

Wei Xuanji seemed to know what Jiang Xing was thinking, he said: "Although my hometown is poor, there are three generals here, they are all old and live in seclusion here, and I have been more intelligent since I was a child, and I feel that they have a special temperament, so I often go to their house to play, and over time, they have taken a fancy to them and passed on what they have learned in their lives to me." ”

He continued: "They told me that this mountain village is indeed remote and poor, but it is a rare place of peace in the world, suitable for seclusion. However, according to my observation, this place is located on the edge of the 100,000 mountains, not with any country, plus this place is remote and poor, there is no benefit of the soldiers, so this place can be free from war, but even so, this place is not very quiet, this is remote, there are mountain bandits, no one dared to come here to make trouble with me before, now it is a troubled time, it is estimated that those mountain bandits will no longer have scruples. ”

He looked at Jiang Xing and said, "My wish is that they can spend this life in peace, and I don't have to worry about it." It's just that now it's a troubled time, and this small village will be plagued sooner or later, and it seems that I can't go to the immortal cultivation world. ”

His words touched Jiang Xing, and he thought of Qingshui Village, he also wanted to protect Qingshui Village for eternity, but Qingshui Village was destroyed. It was a thorn in his heart.

"You can't protect this place for a long time by relying on your own strength, so why don't I help you!"

Jiang Xing remembered that he had a secret technique of faith teleportation, and this mountain village was the right target.

This Weijiazhuang is remote and poor, and it is a good place to take refuge, and if he is in trouble one day, he can also take refuge through the altar teleportation to the sendrier.

And this teleportation only requires a stone of faith that has been imprinted as a mark!

Wei Xuanji glanced at Jiang Xing suspiciously, and said, "Help me, do you want to stay and help me protect this land?"

Jiang Xing shook his head and said, "No, I have a secret technique of faith, which can be teleported from thousands of miles away. If the villagers are in trouble, you can send someone to rescue them, and you don't need to worry that the Immortal Cultivation Realm is thousands of miles away from here, and you can't rescue it in time. In addition, I can send a ghost immortal to sit in Weijiazhuang, so that you can go to the immortal cultivation realm to cultivate with confidence!"

"Thank you so much!"

The two of them had just walked into the small mountain village with their tall horses, and someone on the road immediately cheered: "Wei Wazi is back! General Wei is back! Everyone come and greet General Wei!"

In the blink of an eye, countless villagers came out from the streets and alleys beating gongs and drums to greet Wei Xuanji.

Wei Xuanji repeatedly stopped the villagers, he felt that the villagers' behavior was a little abnormal, although he had always been very loved by the people in his hometown, but the villagers had never welcomed him so much.

He has always been low-key and does not like the excitement, and the villagers also understand him, so they used to say a few words of greeting on the street and bring some souvenirs to his house at night.

He accepted these local specialties one by one, all of them were pickles, dried beans and the like, which was the intention of the villagers and could not be refused. In order to thank him for always taking care of his hometown and making his hometown free of disasters, the villagers specially built a temple for him and paid tribute to his stone statue.

After he knew about this, he insisted that the villagers remove his stone statue, and then let the villagers put other gods on the altar. But the villagers are unwilling, thinking that it is he Wei Xuanji who has been protecting this land and not other gods and Buddhas, so this temple will only pay tribute to Wei Xuanji alone, even if Wei Xuanji is unwilling, this temple will always be kept by Wei Xuanji, and will never pay tribute to other gods and Buddhas.

"Xuanji, I recently heard that there is a war in Dongyue, and the villages outside the mountains closest to here have also been devastated by the famine, and now the capital is ruined and has gone away, some people have fled to us, and they told us that they only knew that such a big thing happened outside, so we want to ask Xuanji to protect us from this catastrophe!"

A white-haired old man walked out of the crowd and said.

"Folks, Xuanji came back this time to protect everyone from harm, and this time I specially invited an immortal master to help protect everyone, so everyone put their hearts back in their stomachs and live here with peace of mind!"

After speaking, Wei Xuanji glanced at Jiang Xing and motioned for Jiang Xing to say a few words.

Jiang Xing didn't speak, and directly cast the Spiritual Rain Technique, a pouring heavy rain fell, and then he cast the Fireball Technique, and a large fireball with a diameter of two meters bombarded the hillside in the distance, blowing the hillside flat.

Looking at the stunned villagers, Jiang Xing took out a fist-sized white stone and held it high for everyone to see clearly.

"This is a fairy stone, if you are in trouble, you only need to pray to the fairy stone, and I can hear your call and appear to save you from danger!"

When Wei Xuanji heard this, his brows furrowed, he had a very good relationship with Lin Zhaoxuan, and he still had a cognition of the immortal cultivation world, as soon as he heard what Jiang Xing said about immortal stones, what heard your call, and appeared to save you from danger or something, he knew that it was fake.

So he leaned into Jiang Xing's ear and whispered, "You can't be deceiving them by saying this, right? I've never heard of any immortal stones!"

Jiang Xing leaned into Wei Xuanji's ear and whispered: "Yes, this is my exclusive secret technique, just build two altars in two different places, put two immortal stones into the altar, and recite the activation spell." When I return to Kowloon City, I will build an altar in Kowloon City, and you will know when the time comes, and you will be able to teleport back to Weijiazhuang from Kowloon City at any time in the future. ”

After Jiang Xing finished saying to Wei Xuanji, he straightened up and said to the elders of Weijiazhuang: "You are protected by me, but explain in advance that it is not free to protect you," Speaking of this, the villagers talked one after another, and Wei Xuanji's brows couldn't help frowning.

Jiang Xing continued: "I don't need anything from you, I just need you to worship this thing on a regular basis!

After speaking, Jiang Xing took out a palm-sized white stone to show everyone, this white stone was one of the small pieces of the two pieces knocked down from the large piece of divine stone that Jiang Xing got from the Extreme Yin Void Heaven. At this time, he was holding it in his hand and showing it to everyone.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xing spoke: "In the future, if there is a drought or natural disaster, you can worship and pray for this sacred stone, and I will send spiritual rain to let you wait for a good harvest! If you encounter a war and chaos, mountain bandits and robbery, please pray in time, I will show up to punish them! In the future, you will need to worship on the first and fifteenth days of each month!"

As soon as Jiang Xing's words were finished, the villagers cheered, such a simple thing, they were naturally willing!

In the evening, the villagers dispersed, and there was an altar a large one zhang in the temple.

Jiang Xing left behind the village chief, who made the village chief the high priest and taught him the mantras to be recited during worship, and was responsible for taking care of the temple or reciting mantras for some villagers who suddenly came to worship.

After the village chief left, Jiang Xing began to use the secret method to imprint on the divine stone, and in the future, this divine stone would directly transmit the beliefs gathered into Jiang Xing's storage bag from the big divine stone in Qingshui Village.

This was a contribution to his journey back to Earth to collect faith.

As for the temple, Jiang Xing sent a message to Bi Lian, ordering her to send a ghost fairy over and let the ghost fairy sit in the temple, and in the future, this Weijia Village will be guarded by that ghost fairy.

On the second day, on a small hillside more than ten miles away from the small mountain village, Jiang Xing said to Wei Xuanji: "Let's go! Now that everything is settled, you can leave with confidence." ”

Seeing Wei Xuanji nodded, Jiang Xing flew up with his imperial sword and flew towards the Immortal Cultivation Realm.