After sighing, Bai Zimo remained silent, and Li Zhizhong and the others were still chatting and eating, but most of his attention was on the content of the conversation between the diners at the adjacent table.

Finish a meal.

Li Zhizhong insisted on having a treat, Bai Zimo naturally followed him, fought for it, and then found a step to let Li Zhizhong pay the money.

Those who give out the money are happy, and those who don't are happy, and they are all happy.

Out of the Lushui Building, Daoist Zhang gave priority to a few people.

"The mountains and rivers meet, and they will meet again in the future, and the poor road will be goodbye. ”

Bai Zimo and the others also bowed goodbye slightly.

"He'll talk about it later. ”

After seeing Daoist Zhang leave, Bai Zimo smiled.

"Zhang Daochang is an interesting person!"

When Li Zhizhong's father and son heard this, they were silent, thinking that they were savoring what Bai Zimo meant by what he said interestingly.

Seeing that the two of them were frowning and thinking seriously with a serious face, Bai Zimo also felt funny, after all, he was a scholar. At that moment, he remembered the news he heard during the meal, and said to Li Zhizhong.

"Li Juren, I still have some things to do, so I won't go back home with you for the time being. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Li Zhizhong to answer, he walked in the direction of the town with a small bamboo in his hand.

"Master Bai is really a busy man. Li Zhanbo said.

Li Zhizhong listened and looked in the direction where Bai Zimo left, "By the way, Zhan Bo, you said last night that Master Bai put a little bit of water with his hand, and the water flew into the sky?"

"Well, that's true. ”

"Did the carp really jump out?"

"Yes, the carp understood Master Bai's words, Master Bai asked it to jump, and it jumped, just like the juggling of the Lantern Festival on the night of the Lantern Festival, it was magical. ”

Li Zhi Center already had some plans, and solemnly admonished his son.

"You remember, don't mention this matter in front of outsiders in the future. After a pause, he continued: "When I have time in the future, I will go to the backyard to talk to the carp." ”

It seems that his Li family has really met an immortal. Thinking of this, Li Zhizhong's face became more and more red, and his heart was excited.

Bai Zimo naturally didn't think about what he did on a whim would have any impact on the future. He was walking on the official road from Kanli Town to Surabaya Town at the moment.

Before, on the Lu Shui Building, the two diners at the next table were talking about the strange things that happened in Surabaya Town.

According to two diners, there is a mountain temple built by villagers under a locust tree on Qingniu Mountain in Surabaya Town. I heard that it was the locust tree that apparitioned, and entrusted the dream to the local villagers.

At first, of course, everyone didn't believe it, but for several days, many people had the same dream.

In the dream, there was an old man with a goatee, with glowing hair, and bluntly said that it was a locust tree on the mountain, and he had cultivated a fairy body, and he came to thank the villagers, just help him build a mountain temple, and he could appear in the world, and he would be healthy.

Only then did the villagers feel that something was wrong, and they would rather believe in it. Everyone raised money and built the temple in a hurry.

After that, the local villagers, when encountering major illnesses and small disasters and other things, would always bring tribute and go up the mountain to pay homage to the locust tree fairy.

It is also strange to say that after most villagers worship the mountain god, they will always turn into a major illness and a small disaster. One to ten, ten to hundred. Everyone said that it was the locust tree fairy apparition.

In this way, the mountain temple on Qingniu Mountain is even more prosperous, and the flow of people is like weaving.

The two diners on the Lu Shui floor also passed by Surabaya Town this time and went to pay their respects.

In recent years, there are not as many temples as in the past. Most of the people did not believe in ghosts and gods. Therefore, many temples built in the former dynasty have long been demolished by the people, and the deserted ones have been abandoned.

It is the huge county seat of Shangyuan, but in fact, there is no temple in the city. There is a mountain temple on Qingniu Mountain, which is also an outlier.

In the past, Bai Zimo must have scoffed at these. Now he is more or less a person who cultivates immortals, and he is naturally more concerned about such deeds as immortals.

He has cultivated the Tao until now, except for sneaky, the only one who has ever seen a Taoist practice is his junior brother Giant Snake Lu Sheng. The third master of the toad was directly ignored by him.

That pig, what's the way to do it? It will only eat, well, and it may fall off the chain at a critical moment.

His cheap master is also a person with a good way, but unfortunately he has never seen a living one, so he saw a pair of bones, or a skeleton that has been dead for nearly three or four hundred years......

At this time, I learned that there was news of another immortal family, so I naturally wanted to meet him.

"Although these Five Elements Technique is the foundation of the Immortal Family, it has been so wonderful, and those more profound Magic Techniques, I don't know how mysterious they should be?"

At this time, Bai Zimo was trying the art of resisting the earth in the Five Elements Technique. Every step seems to be gentle, but in fact, it is more than a foot on the ground, and there is a tendency to shrink into inches.

However, his cultivation is not high now, and his research on the Five Elements Technique is not deep, and he is even more rusty in his application, so he is not really shrinking into inches.

However, this speed is also extremely fast, and others only think that he is walking leisurely, but they cannot notice that he is walking. It's really wonderful, fairy means.

Feeling the wind passing in his ears, Bai Zimo only felt that the flow of immortals should be like this. The heart is happy, and the spiritual power is transmitted to the small bamboo in his hand, and the surface of the small bamboo is surging with brilliance, making a burst of pleasant sound.

He is used to using this little bamboo now, and because he likes to use spiritual power to nourish the small bamboo from time to time, so now, the little bamboo is not only not dry and dark yellow, but more and more emerald green, as if it has just been broken off.

From Kanli Town to Surabaya Town, more than eighty miles, Bai Zimo walked faster and faster, and gradually used the art of the Five Elements Technique to resist the earth. It took me an hour to get to Surabaya Town.

In the town, I asked about the direction of Qingniu Mountain, and I didn't care about the dark sky, so I walked directly to the mountain. Along the way, I also met several waves of pilgrims who came down from the mountain, with a smile on their faces, thinking that they had obtained a miracle in the mountain temple, and they were smiling.

The mountain of Qingniu Mountain is gentle, and the number of tourists who worship is increasing, so some people have paid money and built a bluestone road leading directly to the mountain temple. This saves Bai Zimo the time to search.

Directly along the bluestone road, you will arrive at the mountain temple.

At this time, the sun had completely set, the moon had risen, and the pilgrims in the mountain temple had already descended. This is exactly what Bai Zimo wants.

At the end of the bluestone road, a small temple no longer than a foot long was built there, and on the right was an old locust tree, which was hung with red notes, all of which were written by some pilgrims.

At this time, there were only incense candles left in the mountain temple that had not yet been burned, and there were some candied melons and fruits on the tribute table, showing the vigor of the day. The surroundings were deserted, except for the sound of insects chirping in the mountains at night.

Bai Zimo stared at the old locust tree a few times, his face was slightly disappointed, they were ordinary old locust trees, how could there be any old locust tree immortals?

Thinking of what the diners on the upper floor of Lu Shui said, there are many manifestations in this mountain temple, Bai Zimo smiled slightly, arched his hand at a clay statue in the mountain temple, and said loudly.

"In the white shopkeeper of Xiayongan Township, I also asked Lord Shanshen to come out and talk about it. In the words, there was a hint of spiritual power.

The voice rang out on the empty mountain, and after Bai Zimo finished speaking, he stopped and waited quietly in front of the mountain temple.

In the entire Qingniu Mountain, except for the sound of insects, there was no other movement, as if Bai Zimo was talking to the mountain.

After waiting for a while, Bai Zimo saw that he didn't reply, so he called again.

"If the mountain god doesn't go out again, I'm going to tear down this small temple for nothing. ”

After speaking, he raised the small bamboo strip in his hand and walked towards the mountain temple.

"Daxian, please slow down, ......"

When the main lord came, Bai Zimo was overjoyed, and saw a big mountain mouse appear behind the clay statue, with a wisp of goat white beard hanging from under his mouth.

It turned out to be a mountain rat spirit, which is said to be so fat and big, not much different from a little piglet.

"Okay, you mountain rat spirit, you dare to pretend to be a god and fool the world, if you can't make a reason today, this great immortal will have to do the right thing for the sky. ”

Bai Zimo saw that he was not a profound person, and he was confident again.

When the mountain rat spirit heard this, he cried out bitterly in his heart, "The great immortal spares his life! Although the little one has used some means, he has not harmed people's lives, but he is just greedy for this earthly wish and melon and fruit tribute, so he secretly let people set up a temple." ”

In fact, the genus of burning incense, the breath of incense is really a fictitious thing. Only the human will is real.

Everyone who prays will have a will, and the mountain spirits can use it to practice and get twice the result with half the effort. In fact, orthodox people like Bai Zimo and other immortals can also practice with the power of human wishes.

However, the people of the world pray to the gods, mostly for the sake of profit, and the power is full of dirt, and they receive cause and effect. At first, it seemed that the road was progressing rapidly, but the further back it went, the deeper it sank, it could be regarded as drinking to quench your thirst.

Therefore, although there is a law to follow, in fact, there is not one in a hundred who really cultivates through this.

Dafan temples are mostly empty shells, and few gods are in charge, and the so-called apparitions are just coincidences.

Although this mountain rat spirit has a sneaky face, it has an ethereal breath, and it is not an evil person.

Bai Zimo naturally knew that what the mountain rat spirit said was true, but he came all the way over, not showing off, sorry for his self-proclaimed name as Master Bai.

"Do you know the terrible thing about this human will? Receiving karma from the cause and effect is raging, and it is a thing that does more harm than good. ”

When the mountain rat spirit heard this, he smiled bitterly and said: "The little one naturally knows the benefits and the disadvantages, but I have opened my spiritual wisdom for more than two hundred years, but my qualifications are dull, and I have not practiced for many years. If not, I am afraid that within a few years, Shouyuan will be exhausted. ”

As he spoke, he smiled bitterly a few more times.

A mountain mouse the size of a piglet, smiling bitterly in front of him, it was the first time Bai Zimo had encountered such a thing. However, he doesn't know much about cultivation, and he can't help the mountain rat spirit.

Just as he was about to speak, the third toad in his cuffs moved, Bai Zimo comprehended, and a harmless smile appeared on his face.

"I wonder what's hidden behind this clay statue?"

Coldly asked the mountain rat spirit.

When the mountain rat spirit heard this, his body shook, and after thinking for a while, he turned back to the back of the clay statue, and after a while, he took out a ginseng the size of a baby's arm.

When has Bai Zimo ever seen such a big ginseng, I'm afraid it is the legendary thousand-year-old ginseng.

According to the mountain mouse, it turned out to be a ginseng plant that lived next to its former burrow. The mountain rat spirit also benefited from the overflow of the aura of this ginseng, and under the nourishment day and night, it was able to open up the spiritual wisdom.

The mountain rat spirit also sensed that his longevity was short the year before last, so he picked it and prepared to use it to continue his life. But I was reluctant, and then by chance, I began to receive the power of mortal wishes, and this thing of eating ginseng was put down.

After Bai Zimo heard this, he smiled in his heart.

"Fortunately, you didn't take it, you must know that this thousand-year-old ginseng has majestic medicinal properties, and ordinary people can naturally continue their lives after eating it, but your longevity will dry up at that time, if you take this ginseng again, you will be washed by the medicinal properties, and you are afraid that you will die faster. ”

Bai Zimo was full of nonsense, and he came as soon as he opened his mouth, bluffing the mountain rat spirit for a moment.

After speaking, without waiting for the mountain rat spirit to react, the small bamboo in his hand picked the ginseng in the hand of the mountain rat spirit and smoothed the ginseng into his hand.

"Daxian, you are ......"

The mountain rat spirit was dumbfounded, and he really couldn't imagine that Bai Zimo would steal his own things.

Bai Zimo took the ginseng in his hand, played with it for a while, and said with a serious face.

"If you put this ginseng here, it won't play its due role, so I will help you take it down the mountain and save the world, which is also considered your merit. As he spoke, he casually took the ginseng into his arms.

The mountain rat spirit had never seen such a shameless person, but it was timid by nature, and the aura emanating from Bai Zimo's body made it feel like it was facing a leisurely world. I had to learn from people and make a gesture towards Bai Zimo.

"Then, the little one is grateful to the great immortal. ”

Alas, I was robbed of something, and I have to thank others, this immortal cultivator seems to be a little aggrieved. The mountain rat spirit looked at Bai Zimo with small eyes, reluctant......