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Chapter 295 Ji Ping'an: Where is the God of Beiling Mountain? (Please subscribe)
In late autumn, the vegetation on Brokeback Mountain is withered, and fallen leaves are wet with dew and stuck to the steep mountain trails.

Ji Ping'an walked up the mountain. At first everything was as usual, but when he stepped into the mountainside, the surrounding scenery changed. The road up the mountain turned into the road down the mountain, and everything was turned upside down.

He closed his eyes, the world fell into darkness, and circles of khaki ripples spread under his feet.

Like ripples, everything around you is clearly reflected in your mind.

Star Calming Technique.

Back in the city of God, he had used this spell to detect and track, and now he used it again, easily breaking through the formation blocking the mortals in front.

Ji Ping'an suddenly took one step back, then took two steps forward, and then took three steps back... After several repetitions, he walked out of the maze and climbed up the stairs.

Suddenly there was a whistling and cracking sound in the air, and brown vines suddenly tightened from the forest where fallen leaves were piled up, like whips, lashing him hard.

Ji Ping'an raised the wooden stick in his hand, and with a "click", the vines broke inch by inch.The panic subsided.

The broken "tentacles" fell to the ground, twisted and withered.

The trees on both sides of the mountain road became strangely orange, as if there were countless pairs of eyes probing.

But he was too afraid to step forward.

Suddenly, Ji Ping'an stopped and saw the ground in front of him suddenly cracked and a big flower sprouted out.

The flower buds bloomed, and a girl in brown clothes walked out of the light green smoke.

He has a delicate appearance, slightly rounded cheeks, a bun, and a long sword at his waist. He does not seem to be easy to get along with.

At this moment, he suppressed his anger, cupped his hands, and said in a clear voice:

"Master He Fang, who forced his way into my Brokeback Mountain Gate, can you tell me your name?"

While talking, she stared at Ji Pingan, trying to sense his cultivation level.

But this young Taoist priest seemed to have returned to his original nature, holding a wooden stick and his aura was the same as that of a mortal.

She became more and more afraid.

How could a mortal break through the maze laid out by the ancestor so easily and also make the guards along the way retreat?
Ji Ping'an was in a bad mood at the moment, and the anger of the God Emperor was obvious.

Then his anger is a volcano about to erupt.

Or it is like the sea surface before a violent storm, which is already a turbulent sea when it is calm.

He said calmly: "Get out of the way, I won't hit women."

Hearing this, the delicate girl's face suddenly turned red with anger. He widened his eyes and roared:
"I am male!"

It's just that it's too childish. When it's angry, it opens its teeth and claws, showing four tiger teeth, which is not intimidating.

Ji Ping'an was startled, then raised his hand and pressed forward.

The green flames that surged around the boy Shouyama were all compressed back into his body.

The young man looked horrified, and he saw rings of fire appearing on his body at some point, binding him tightly.

Ji Ping'an grasped his hands in vain.

The young man's body was involuntarily pulled towards him by a terrifying suction force. His feet plowed the ground, and withered yellow leaves splashed towards both sides like a bucket of water.

"Senior brother, save me!!" The Huya boy shouted in fear.

The next second, a long sword burning with illusory flames came through the sky.

The speed was extremely fast, and the tip of the sword rubbed against the air, creating rings of fire.

Ji Ping'an raised his head slightly in surprise, looked at the big sword that Duotou had slashed at him, and then raised the stick and swung it.

"boom!"

With a dull impact, the terrifying sword was violently thrown out like a flywheel and pierced into the forest.

"puff!"

First there was a muffled groan, and then the big sword transformed into a 30-year-old young man.

He clutched his chest and "pulled" himself out of the mountain wall, his eyes horrified.

As a disciple of the Sanjiang Sect, when Ji Ping'an broke into the mountains, he sensed, but did not expect, such a terrifying and vicious person.

Ji Ping'an had no expression on his face, threw away the broken stick, ignored the two "people", and continued walking up the mountain.

"Brother..."

The Huya boy was imprisoned and fell to the ground, watching Ji Ping'an's back go away.

He looked at his senior brother who came over with a pale face.

The young man squatted down, smashed the fire ring on the young man's body with force, and asked:

"Ling Yan, how are you?"

Ling Yan shook his head, his eyes frightened:
"Senior brother, who is this person? He can't even defeat you?"

The young man pursed his lips, equally puzzled. Just after the collision, he finally judged that this young Taoist priest should also be at the ninth level.

But for some reason, even though they are both Pojiu, their strength is as strong as a chasm in the sky.

Terrifyingly thick.

"Go up the mountain first. Master is here. If it doesn't work, there is still ancestor." The young man said.

Thinking of his ancestor with astonishing background, Ling Yan's eyes lit up, he gritted his teeth and said bitterly:

"It's not over!"

The two of them jumped up and ran towards the mountain road.

Brokeback Mountain is not high in the first place. Soon after catching up with Ji Ping'an, he also arrived at the sect's location.

Ji Ping'an walked through the mountain road and saw several buildings. On one of the three-story pavilions, a plaque clearly read "Sanjiang Pavilion" with dragons and phoenixes dancing in it.

His eyes were slightly wandering.

At this time, the door to the third-floor attic opened, and a middle-aged couple led several young disciples out.

The "Pavilion Master" headed by him, dressed as a scholar and with a dignified appearance, was staring at Ji Ping'an who had opened the gate as if facing a formidable enemy:
"Where is your holiness?"

As a small local sect, the master of the pavilion has not yet sat in the well and is in the state of breaking nine.

Ji Ping'an didn't seem to hear it. He was still examining the plaque that was still well preserved after being exposed to wind and rain, and suddenly said:

“Let those of you who are masters come to me.”

The pavilion master was startled and said in a deep voice:
"I am the leader of the sect..."

Ji Ping'an shook his head, and suddenly looked behind the pavilion, at the big willow tree that was still green in late autumn, and exhaled:
"Where is the God of Beiling Mountain?!"

His voice was not loud, but after he read it, the autumn leaves rustled down on the entire mountain.

The master of the scribe's pavilion, who was standing on the pavilion with his hands behind his hands, had his pupils suddenly shrunk, as if a secret had been revealed, and he looked at the young man downstairs in surprise and uncertainty.

Originally held behind his back, in the palm of his hand, a ball of light that was not emitted was shaking wildly, almost losing control.

Beiling Mountain God!

This is a name that no one in the area knows and only a few people know.

"Who are you?" The pavilion master stared at Ji Ping'an.

The next second, his ears moved slightly, as if he heard something, and he suddenly stood up with his hands tied.

After a moment, he looked at Ji Pingan with complicated eyes and said:

"Please go to the back mountain and talk about it."

Ji Ping'an nodded imperceptibly, walked across the bluestone road and walked towards the back of the building.

After everyone left, the brothers who were watching from a distance climbed up the mountain.

Ling Yan saw Qingshan in the distance and couldn't help shouting and complaining:
"Master, that man broke the formation when he came up, tied me up with magic, and injured my senior brother. Why did you let him go to the back mountain?"

The young man who could turn into a big sword also said incomprehensively: "Master, this person's methods are weird and his origin is unknown..."

However, the pavilion master blocked their subsequent words with stern eyes and said:

"The ancestor invited him over."

Ancestor...invite him...to come over? !

The young man with the big sword was stunned. Ling Yan, who was shorter than him and had four tiger fangs, widened his eyes in disbelief.

……

The mountain behind Sanjiang Pavilion is a cliff.

When Ji Pingping pushed open the fence and turned around the path, he saw a huge, old giant willow rooted on the cliff.

This willow tree is huge, its crown shines brightly in the sun, and every branch is swaying gently.

At this moment, as he stepped in, an old human face slowly appeared on the gray-brown tree trunk.

This face is made of twisted tree trunks, and the eye sockets are two hollows where green whirlpools condense.

At this moment, the human face looked at Ji Ping'an and uttered an old man's voice:
"Why do you know the name of 'Beiling Mountain God'?"

Standing under this giant tree, Ji Ping'an looked much smaller compared to the giant, terrifying human face.

But when he looked at this familiar willow tree demon, he felt no fear at all, only nostalgia.

Ji Ping'an said to himself:

"In the past, the two clans fought. Although the demon clan was defeated in Daxi Continent and Donghai Continent, there were still some demons left in the human race in the Central Plains for various reasons. In the land of Beiling, there was a giant willow tree king who died in battle and his body was buried in the ground. , absorbing the spiritual elements of heaven and earth, and after a few years, a new branch was born, and it became a little willow tree demon.

"At that time, Beiling was located in the Central Plains, and the newly born demon clan did not dare to show their faces. Once discovered, they would be destroyed physically and spiritually, so they had to hide in the mountains and practice secretly. It was not until 500 years ago that the dynasty changed and Liu, who was successful in practice, When the demon advanced and transformed, he was discovered by the Great Zhou Imperial Master passing by.

"If we follow the rules, the demon tribe should be exterminated. But at that time, the Great Zhou Dynasty Master thought that it was not easy to practice. He looked back in time and confirmed that this willow demon had not hurt anyone or killed anyone in the past hundreds of years. Instead, it was because of hard training in the mountains and forests that he breathed out Lingsu nourishes a landscape.

"The Imperial Master felt sorry for his innocence, but was worried that he would cause trouble in the future, so he cast a spell to suppress the Willow Demon on Brokeback Mountain, and named him the God of Beiling Mountain. He made an agreement with him that as long as he protects the area with peace of mind, his life will be preserved.

"Pick up the "Sanjiang Pavilion" plaque in person and leave it here, it is a talisman. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years have passed, and the original Liu Yao has grown old, and a small sect has spawned."

After a pause, Ji Pingan suddenly said:
"Those Sanjiang sect disciples outside are all your descendants."

The words were thrown out in an understatement, and the green light flickered in the eyes of Beiling Mountain God, seeming to recall long-standing memories.

Although the demon clan in Kyushu has a much longer lifespan than humans, hundreds of years are still a long time for demons.

The Beiling Mountain God looked at Ji Pingan and his voice became much softer:

"The Imperial Master was kind to the little demon in the past. In order to repay the favor, the little demon once presented the Imperial Master with a natal card."

Ji Ping'an raised his sleeves, and a wooden sign flew out and was caught by the branches of the old willow tree.

After a brief reaction, the countless branches on the huge tree crown were filled with light. The old willow tree respectfully handed back the wooden sign with a humble expression:
"God of Beiling Mountain, pay your respects to the Immortal!"

He didn't know Ji Ping'an's identity, and he didn't need to know.

According to the agreement made back then, whoever holds his natal wooden tablet will be treated as if the national master is personally present.

Even in terms of cultivation, it is far higher than Ji Ping'an at this moment.

Ji Ping'an has experienced countless things in his life, and he actually can't remember much about the little demon he casually saved back then.

But considering preparing for rebirth, I still left the wooden sign to this life.

Unexpectedly, by chance, it would be used at such a time.

The Beiling Mountain God said respectfully:
"I wonder what the immortal has to say when he comes to visit. The little demon is willing to serve."

Ji Ping'an said without any nonsense:

"Did you know that a monk's soul was lost in Chenjia Town in the northeast?"

That's why he came.

Last night, he looked back all night and finally pushed the time to the night of Chen Xuanwu's death. However, what made his heart heavy was.

He used Chen Xuanwu's body, but did not "see" the enemy.

This shows that the other party's attack method is more subtle and cannot be observed with Chen Xuanwu's cultivation level.

Naturally there are no clues.

But the surprise was that on the second day after Chen Xuanwu's "death", a willow tree demon quietly sneaked into Chen's house, checked Chen Xuanwu's condition, and then left.

After Ji Ping'an saw this in time, he went straight up the mountain to look for clues.

After all, the most likely place for the willow tree demons around is here.

Beiling Mountain God said calmly:
"Your Majesty, I do know. The Chen Family Town is not far from here. The younger members of the sect used to patrol around the area. When they learned of the mysterious death of Erlang of the Chen Family, they went to investigate and found that his soul seemed to be lost."

Ji Pingan asked:
"That's it? Just investigating out of curiosity?"

Beiling Mountain God was silent for a moment and said:
"I dare not lie. In fact, since the restoration of the heaven and earth spirits one day in early summer, the surrounding earth veins have become more and more active. About a month ago, various ghostly things happened suddenly in the local area. As the mountain god, I should investigate .”

Ji Ping'an asked: "What was found?"

Beiling Mountain God hesitated and said:
"The little demon is trapped in Brokeback Mountain and cannot move at will, so he can only use the earth vein induction and the junior members of the sect to go out to investigate. It is suspected that my kindred appears in Beiling, and he is very powerful. This ghostly thing may be his practice. Caused by.”

Same race!

Ji Pingan's eyes were sharp:
"You mean, there is a strong demon clan member nearby?"

Beiling Mountain God is not sure:

"It's just a suspicion. After all, the human monks are different from ours. But since the little demon was born with spiritual wisdom, he has been in the Central Plains and hasn't had much contact with his own race, so his understanding is limited."

To put it bluntly, this old Liushu has always stayed in the territory of the human race and knows too little about other demon races, so he dare not make any guarantees.

However, Ji Ping'an was [-]% certain in his heart.

If there are no accidents, there is a high probability that a demon reborn person will appear nearby.

This is indeed due to his previous negligence. In fact, in the past few hundred years, the demon clan has almost disappeared in the Central Plains, and there are only some dark ones like Xiang Ning.

Therefore, the inertia of thinking makes me think that the rebirth of the demon clan will also appear in Daxi Continent.

But in fact, if a reborn person can seize the body of a mortal, then it is not impossible for a demon monk to resurrect from some ordinary animals.

Ji Pingan asked:
"Have you confirmed the trace of the other party?"

Beiling Mountain God said bitterly:
"We tried to track it, but that fellow creature seemed to be proficient in stealth and was constantly moving. The earth's veins responded erratically."

Ji Ping'an was slightly disappointed.

But it's not surprising, the strong men who came back are all very smart.

How could it be so easy to find traces?
"but……"

The Beiling Mountain God hesitated for a moment and then added:
"However, the little demon has recently observed that the souls of some local human races after death are gathering in the direction of the battlefield sites of the past, which is a bit strange."

"Ruins?" Ji Pingan raised his head.

……

……

On the other side, in Beiling County.

The Qintianjian team finally arrived at this ancient city after a long journey.

"Is this the seat of Beiling County?" Zhao Xinghuo said in surprise as he walked on the crowded street:

"It's so lively."

Luo Huaizhu walked silently, not interested in everything around him.

Huang Chen raised his head, looked around everyone, and said:

"Let's go to the county government first and meet with the local officials."

(End of this chapter)