Seeing off Guang Zhenzi, Lin Yi hurriedly welcomed the mountain god into the guest hall and served tea to entertain him.

The mountain god curiously scanned the Taoist temple and noticed that there was a strong aura entrenched here.

Although it is a small Taoist temple, it has a sense of being blessed with heaven.

This made him even more convinced that this place was the dojo of a certain great immortal.

He took out another carved mahogany box, placed it on the table, and opened it carefully.

"Lord, a small gift, please be sure to accept it. ”

Lin Yi squinted, his heart throbbing.

It turned out that the box was a yellow ginseng, with aura and golden light, which was a good thing at first glance.

"This is a ginseng that has grown in Qingqiu Mountain for 500 years, and it can strengthen the body and get rid of diseases," the mountain god introduced with a smile, "Qingqiu is just a small mountain god, and it really can't take out the precious things of heaven and earth treasures, please don't be suspicious." ”

Lin Yi would not be disgusted.

Although spiritual ginseng is not a fairy herb elixir, it is a first-class tonic and is invaluable in the world.

He smiled slightly, his face calm, "The immortal is too polite, Xiaodao is ashamed of it, dare to ask the immortal why he visited my Taigu Temple, he will not give a spirit ginseng as a gift, right?"

Lin Yi wanted to figure out the purpose of the mountain god.

Otherwise, my heart will always be uneasy.

The mountain god coughed lightly, and his expression became serious, "It's not a secret, a few days ago, I was cultivating in the mountain dojo, and suddenly I saw a divine light rising up to the sky, suppressing Qiankun, and I fixed my eyes to see that it was from Guiguan." ”

"This divine light is amazing, it is not that the great immortal can't hold it, I thought to myself that since the great immortal has arrived near Qingqiu Mountain, as a mountain god, I should visit the door, and the number of rituals will be combined. ”

The mountain god and the pan were revealed, and there was no concealment.

As he spoke, he stared at Lin Yi to see how he reacted.

As a result, Lin Yi's face did not move at all, as still as water.

Can't see anything.

Lin Yi was happy in his heart, it turned out that the divine light emitted when he recognized the Lord Taikoo Temple had misunderstood the mountain god.

It is not surprising that the Taikoo Guan is a magic weapon refined by Hongjun Ancestor, and its divine light is naturally extraordinary.

Lin Yi didn't rush to explain, but calculated in his heart.

The Taikoo Temple needs more statues of the Golden Body.

He never knew how to get it.

No, there are door-to-door deliveries today.

Seeing that the mountain god was waiting a little impatiently, Lin Yi suddenly smiled and said, "Sure enough, I can't hide it from the immortals." ”

When the mountain god heard this, he immediately sat upright, "Oh?

"In fact, the divine light that the immortals saw did not come from the small path. "Nonsense, Lin Yi said that he had to be believed.

"Who's that?"

"Master of the trail. Lin Yidao.

The mountain god was amazed.

When you think about it, it's expected.

As soon as he saw Lin Yi, he saw that this little Taoist priest was an ordinary man.

Now that I know that Lin Yi has a master, I am relieved.

The mountain god solemnly asked, "Who is the master of the contemplation master?"

Lin Yi shook his head and smiled, "Don't say that I don't know Master's name, even if I do, don't tell others at will, please forgive me." ”

"But as the immortals thought, my master is a great immortal. ”

The mountain god shrugged and nodded repeatedly.

Although immortals rarely accept mortals as apprentices, they are not completely absent.

Of course, the qualifications that can be looked down upon by the gods are the best in the world.

"I wonder if the little fairy can meet the master of the master?" the mountain god asked worriedly, "I can't hide it, the little fairy has a lot of doubts in the fairy path, and I want to ask the great fairy for advice."

The mountain god's words became more and more polite.

Naturally, it is not because of Lin Yi, but the "master" in Lin Yi's mouth.

Speaking of which, Lin Yi is not lying, after all, Hongjun Ancestor is half his master.

Lin Yi shook his head, "Master Shenlong saw the head and the tail, and he left the clouds a few days ago, even if I agreed, I couldn't find his old man." ”

The mountain god's gaze suddenly dimmed, and he hung his head in despair, "It's a pity!

He thought to himself that he should have hurried to visit when he saw the divine light that day, but unfortunately he missed the great opportunity.

The mountain god was remorseful, and Lin Yi snickered in his heart.

"However, before the master left, he left a word," Lin Yi rolled his eyes and continued to flicker, "He pinched his fingers and said that an immortal would come to visit him in a few days. ”

"I didn't believe it at first, but today I realized that what the master said was true, it turns out that this immortal is you!"

Lin Yi pretended to be surprised.

The mountain god was dumbfounded, but he was really shocked, and his face changed, "He can actually measure the heavenly machine, and the master of the Lord is at least a heavenly immortal!"

"Well, maybe. Lin Yi didn't know anything about the realm of immortals, so he just said it casually, and it seemed to have played a good role, making the mountain god more convinced.

"The master also said that since this immortal has arrived at the Taikoo Temple, he is fateful, so he left a gift to give to the immortal. ”

The mountain god was surprised and delighted, like a student named in class, he suddenly stood up and said excitedly: "Dare to ask what Daxian left behind?"

"Hmm...... It's a chance. "Lin Yishen is a mysterious secret way.

"Serendipity?" the mountain god was stunned.

Lin Yi didn't explain, and asked rhetorically, "Can an immortal have a golden body god statue?"

The mountain god nodded, "Although Qingqiu is an inferior earth immortal, there is indeed a statue of a golden-bodied god, standing in Chenjia Village under Qingqiu Mountain. ”

"That's right," Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing, "Master said that the opportunity is to allow your golden body statue to move into the Taikoo Temple and enjoy the incense of the Taoist Temple." ”

"Hehe, immortals, don't miss the opportunity, my Taikoo Temple's god position is limited, and many immortals want to move their idols into the Taoist temple, but the master has never agreed. ”

The mountain god was stunned.

What kind of chance is this?

His golden statue has enjoyed incense in Chenjia Village for hundreds of years, and it has always been good, and there are also villagers from nearby villages who often come to worship, which has given him a lot of benefits.

Suddenly about to move the idol to the Taikoo Temple, the mountain god naturally hesitated.

Lin Yi explained in a vague manner: "The immortals don't know, after the blessing of the master's divine power, the Taikoo Temple is no longer an ordinary Taoist temple, and the incense obtained by worshipping the gods in it can increase tenfold or even a hundred times. ”

The mountain god was shocked.

The Taikoo Temple was extraordinary, he had already noticed that the aura of this place was converging, and the divine light was looming, like a blessed earth.

As for growing incense, it is unheard of.

"Really?"

Lin Yi smiled and nodded, "Immortals don't believe in Xiaodao, can't they still believe in Xiaodao's master?"

"Besides, the immortals only need to move the golden body statue to try it, and they will know the authenticity. ”

The mountain god hesitated.

I thought hard in my heart.

If he can really multiply the incense he gets, needless to say, the benefits are as important to the gods as the mortals to eat.

But after thinking about it, he came to Taikoo Temple for most of the day, but he didn't see a single pilgrim.

The incense of the Taoist temple is too bad.

Even if the Taikoo Temple can really multiply the incense and belief of mortals by a thousand times and hundreds of times, without the arrival of pilgrims, it is still a mirror to see the flowers.

The mountain god is not stupid and does not want to make a loss-making transaction.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat and said, "I don't know that my golden statue was built with money donated by the villagers of Chenjia Village, and if the villagers don't agree, I can't move the statue here without permission." ”