As soon as a few words were written, a strange, invisible wave rushed out from the tablet, stirring up the mountains and rivers everywhere.

Le Xi returned to the mountain god, and the next moment he submerged into the leyline, and with the power of the god's own position, he found Zhu Guilan, and began to gather the power of the unpolluted leyline.

After Le Xi returned to the throne, Zhang Jianwei and Cheng Zijin opened the temple door, looked at the silent crowd outside, and said solemnly.

"The land of the mountain gods has been put in place, and you need to pray sincerely, worship with incense, and help them. Zhang Jianwei stood in the middle of the gate, the snowflakes in the sky were blown out by the wind that opened the door, in the eyes of everyone, as if a pair of open wings behind Zhang Jianwei, the dark clouds in the sky hung low, and the lightning inside was horizontal, looking at the past from their perspective, it was like on the top of Zhang Jianwei's head, as if there was an extra shining halo above his head, at this time, he was really like a god descending from heaven.

With the breath of the leylines that had just been contaminated, an ancient aura floated on Zhang Jianwei's body, and everyone only nodded at what he said, and they didn't even dare to look up at him more, they felt that it was a kind of blasphemy.

As for what they just said, they heard it, but they didn't think about it, and subconsciously just wanted to do what Zhang Jianwei said.

There were a lot of people coming, a bus, and local workers who had been working, who would go in batches with a stick of incense, light it in the incense burner, kowtow, and then withdraw, waiting in the two empty houses next to it without any furnishings, praying silently in their hearts.

Caixiang Mountain, which is more than 20 miles in radius, is gradually dyed white by the snowflakes in the sky, as if all the sins on this mountain have been covered, white and vast, really clean.

In the eyes of yin and yang, between the mountains and ancient forests, a black mist is entangled with a warm bright yellow.

Each is its own strength.

Le Xi took over the position of the mountain god of Caixiang Mountain, and the traces left by Leshu over the past thousands of years clearly appeared in his mind.

From the initial confusion to the final willingness to give up himself to save the devastated Xiangxiang Mountain, the experience of the whole mountain god is like a movie.

Especially under the care of Leshu, Lexi began to take over the power of the land step by step from an ignorant earth spirit to benefit the people, and Leshu's heart was full of infinite relief and joy.

It's like watching your own children grow up step by step, growing up better and better, even better than their fathers.

Until this moment, Le Xi, whose heart was like ashes, suddenly began to regret his previous recklessness.

Before me, I only saw that the whole world abandoned me, and the descendants of the people who were blessed at the beginning gradually gave up their faith in themselves, and people only thought about taking out more mineral deposits from themselves, wantonly destroying the mountains and rivers, and they were as if they had been cut by a thousand knives.

Later, Leshu was found by the man in black, saying that it was to save himself, but in fact, it was for this land, which could no longer carry much.

Le Shu died, and Le Xi knew it the first time he died, and at that moment, Le Xi felt that he was also dead.

Abandoned by the two most important people at the same time, his own followers and his father-like music book, coupled with the Xiangshan leyline that has no power to return to heaven and can only die naturally, Le Xi is full of will to die.

At that time, he came to see Zhang Jianwei and Cheng Zijin, just because they might be the murderers who killed Leshu, even if they promised that Leshu would not retaliate, but hatred still made him come to see the two of them.

They said that they would seal themselves as gods again, how could Le Xi agree.

But after inheriting the will of Leshu, he suddenly realized that if he didn't pay attention to what became of Caixiang Mountain, he couldn't let this land suffer more damage.

At least not in your own hands.

Zhu Guilan and the god are compatible, and her resentment erupts, her own consciousness has long been unclear, muddy, just affected and manipulated by resentment, and the idea of killing everyone before she dies has impacted the last bit of consciousness that has been retained by the incense belief again and again.

The resentment and the leylines combined, and erupted with a strange power, assimilating the veins of the most rigid and yang little by little, dyeing them with a strange gray color.

Le Xi gathered the remnants of the leyline power, and with the power of everyone's incense, he stimulated the power that nourished all things, like a sharp sword, striking the grievances that had drifted all over the place.

These grievances are just naturally moving, Zhu Guilan fell into chaos, and the whole person had no extra will to control the grievances, so the grievances could only rely on instinct to attack and dodge.

This facilitates Lexi's operation.

The two fought evenly in the leylines, and more and more resentment was dispersed, but more and more resentment gathered, affecting the creatures on the surface.

There are some ancient forests on Caixiang Mountain, among which the ancient trees are towering, the ground is covered with moss, and the forest is full of flowers and plants.

At this time, streams of black gas pulsed out from the ground, and once they were contaminated with these black gases, it was visible to the naked eye that the trees that were several stories high, originally verdant, were stained with gray and yellow in the next moment.

The moss on the ground also began to wither, and the flowers and plants looked even weaker.

The black gas swept over, and the yellow light of the leylines also followed, and the resentment was dispersed with a bang, and then swept away, and the trees slowly recovered.

The entire Caixiang Mountain is more than 20 miles in radius, and a large thick dark cloud floats overhead like a canopy.

The silver lightning was not triggered in it, and the people standing on the ground did not need to look at it, but only heard the muffled thunder, and they already had a lot of fear.

Zhang Jianwei and Cheng Zijin didn't know what the battle situation was in the leylines, and they could only speculate through the appearance and dissipation of the black gas on the ground, as well as the changes in the surrounding environment.

"You can't wait like this, is there anything you can do?" asked Zhang Jianwei with some panic.

"In this way, we sent Zhu Guilan's mother's diary and letters to him, hoping to let her recover a little bit, with her cooperation, Le Xi should be able to use the power of the leylines to strip the resentment from her, and the resentment of the owner is always easy to dispel. ”

"How to send it, she doesn't know what the situation is now, and the incarnation of the land, has long been fused with the leylines. ”

"You call the people outside, each holding a stick of incense, chanting the name of Xin the king of the land, and then reading aloud these letters and diaries, and she will naturally hear them. ”

"Okay!" Zhang Jianwei didn't care how this kind of operation was done, and immediately went out to find Wen Shuo and asked him to arrange personnel to come over to handle this matter.

Li Xiaoqing's letters and logs are not very many, although the people who come are all rural workers, but they still know some ordinary words, and now absolute illiteracy basically does not exist, so it is also possible to read these letters.

Everyone held incense in their hands, each with a letter, and read it aloud.