Gou Zai Xian Qin Lian Gui Cultivation Immortal

Chapter 111 The Weird Mountain God
The old Taoist Yinshen fled all the way, not daring to stop for a moment, and flew towards Daheishan outside Guobei County.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, the old man only felt that the strength in his body began to fade rapidly.

Without the energy and blood of the physical body to nourish it, the old-fashioned yin spirit will naturally become weaker and weaker, and the mana will become less and less as it is used.

He gritted his teeth and persisted, flying as far as possible, it seemed that as long as he flew a longer distance, he would have more hope of survival.

In the end, the Yin God flew to the Dahei Mountain, and a dilapidated mountain temple appeared in front of him.

There was hope in Yinshen's eyes, and he used up the last bit of mana to escape three points faster.

Not far from the mountain temple, the Yin God's mana was exhausted, his figure became extremely illusory, and he fell directly from the sky.

At this moment, a divine light burst out from the mountain temple, directly bombarding the old Yin God.

boom!
The old-fashioned yin god shattered into pieces, turning into dots of aura, which exploded for a moment before dissipating in the void.

After a cup of tea, a flame flew from not far away, hovering over Dahei Mountain, it was Jiang Gan.

He left a mark on the old dao's yin god, this mark was so weak that even the old dao himself hadn't noticed it.

Following the aura of this imprint, Jiang Gan was able to keep track of the whereabouts of the old Taoist at all times, so he was able to find it all the way here.

But at this time, Jiang Gan couldn't sense the breath of the imprint, and naturally lost the trace of the old Yinshen.

He didn't know that the old way Yinshen was shattered and had completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

Suspended above the void, Jiang Gan frowned slightly, and a pair of divine eyes looked between the mountains from a distance, and a mountain temple suddenly came into view.

Under the blue sky and broad daylight, the mountain temple is pitch-black, like a monster squatting on the mountainside with its dark mouth open, it is extremely strange.

The mountain temple is relatively well preserved, the two gates are broken, but the walls are quite intact.

The statue in the center is majestic, the incense burner smells of sandalwood, and there are no weeds and cobwebs around it. It seems that hunters often stay here to hide from the rain.

The most weird thing is that the divine light lingers in the mountain temple, and the auspicious glow is hidden but not exposed.

You must know that although the Immortal Qin Qin Tianjian canonize the gods, the canonists are almost all civil servants and generals who have made great contributions to the Immortal Qin.

These gods are the righteous gods of the Immortal Qin Dynasty, enjoying the sacrifices of the imperial court, the temples stand majestically, and the incense is endless.

These temples are almost all over the Kyushu of the Middle-earth, and they are the important reliance and strong foundation for Xianqin to control the Kyushu of the Middle-earth.

In the Eastern Wasteland, there is no righteous god canonized by Xianqin, but the gods canonized in the Shenzhou era are still active.

And the mountain temple in front of him is surrounded by divine light, and there is no flaw at all, and this is the biggest flaw.

Jiang Gan's figure fell in front of the mountain temple, and walked towards the mountain temple.

"Friends come from far away……"

A clear voice came from the mountain temple, and amidst the divine light, a deity wearing a pale gold robe stepped out.

The deity cupped his hands towards Jiang Qian, and said with a faint smile: "The gate of the mountain, it is rare to have a distinguished guest, it really is full of splendor!"

It was a deity with red hair and golden eyes, who seemed to be a mountain god with a different kind of achievement.

"Mountains are not high, but they are famous if they have immortals. I didn't expect that there are mountain gods entrenched in the mere Black Mountain!"

With a smile in his eyes, Jiang Gan clapped his hands and praised.

The mountain god cast his eyes on Jiang Gan, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

The Taoist in front of him was full of dao aura, and the shadows around him seemed to be shrouded in infinite brilliance of dao rhyme.

Not only that, but the Taoist also had an extremely powerful aura, which seemed to be extremely restrained to him, and immediately said:

"Brother Dao is ridiculous! The little god is just a mountain elf, and occasionally he is worshiped by the mountain people, and he has to hold the position of god."

"It's not as good as Brother Dao, who came from a famous family, with awe-inspiring Dao aura, and the hope of immortals and gods, I am really envious!"

On Jiang Gan's head, there is a fateful dragon entrenched, like a nobleman in the sky, supreme and noble, born to suppress the god of the earth.

According to the understanding of the Daheishan Mountain God, existences with such identities are extremely difficult to mess with.

Not only the mysterious code of cultivation immortals, but also the most precious treasure accompanying him, with unparalleled combat power.

In a critical moment, it can also summon the projection of the strong man's spiritual sense to kill the strong enemy.

Even if he wins by luck, if the opponent's back is approached by a strong man, he will not be able to escape the end of life and death.

Similar things have been encountered more than ten times in the long life of the mountain god of Daheishan, and he has also suffered more than ten times.

This time, he didn't want to make any more troubles, even though he was a mountain elf born from the Great Black Mountain, a natural mountain god.

Even if the Dao of life and death disappears, they can be resurrected and come back under the gestation of the Great Black Mountain. At best, it will take a little longer.

However, whether the one who came back from the resurrection is really him is still open to debate.

Therefore, even if he wanted to salivate over Jiang Gan's pure energy and blood, the Mountain God of Daheishan could only forcibly suppress the desire in his heart.

He didn't want to die again, he didn't want to experience the pain of death again, and he didn't want to wait for a long time.

Thinking of this, the Daheishan mountain god became more humble, and bowed to introduce Jiang Gan into the mountain temple.

The mountain temple, which was originally dark, became magnificent and magnificent with the flow of light golden light.

In the murals, there are even more beautiful maids jumping out, serving tea, fruit and snacks, dancing gracefully, and melodious music.

"In the mountains and fields, there is nothing good to entertain Dao brother, please forgive me!"

The mountain god gave up the first place, stood aside with a humble expression, and said apologetically.

Regarding the various routines of the mountain gods, Jiang Gan did not pretend to be eloquent, and said lightly:
"The god's kindness is still withdrawn. The poor way came after an evil god. That evil way is so bold that he dares to cultivate the forbidden technique blood spirit Gu, which is a crime that cannot be punished!"

"The mountain god is the mountain god of the Dahei Mountain, and any disturbance in the Dahei Mountain cannot escape the perception of the mountain god, and the evil god is no exception!"

The condescending tone did not make the mountain god angry, but took it for granted.It would be strange if you were humble!
A smile appeared on the old face of the mountain god, and he quickly explained:
"Fellow Daoist, forgive me, there was indeed a Yin God who fled to the Daheishan area just now."

"I saw that he was surrounded by blood and evil spirits. He didn't seem like a kind person who directly urged the divine light to kill him. I don't know if the Yin God is the one that Brother Dao is following?"

After the words fell, the mountain god cast the round light technique, and ripples appeared in the void, and the scene of him beheading the old Yin god emerged.

Jiang Gan's heart shuddered, and he had a deeper understanding of the viciousness of demons and the like. He killed his own people as soon as they said they wanted to, and killed them decisively.

"It is this person, and I would like to thank the mountain god for eliminating this great harm for the common people in the world!"

Jiang Gan complimented repeatedly, not stingy with compliments, but secretly he activated the Qianyuan Palace Lantern, wanting to deal a fatal blow to the mountain god.

Not to mention that this mountain god is sinister and cunning, he is also good at disguising. I don't know how many people are confused by him, and they are so confused!
He has self-knowledge, and knows that conspiracy and calculation can't play with the mountain god, and breaking all tricks with one force is the most suitable routine for him.

I saw the Qianyuan palace lantern trembling slightly, and an invisible spatial fluctuation diffused out, and the space where the mountain temple was located was instantly blocked and imprisoned.

At the same time, Jiang Gan sent out both palms together, displaying the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragons, "Shuanglong Rushui".

Two high-pitched dragon chants sounded, and the two red-gold true blood dragons charged towards the mountain god with mighty might.

"Despicable! Shameless!"

The mountain god's complexion changed drastically, his eyes were about to burst, and he cursed again and again.

He didn't expect that Jiang Gan would make a sneak attack, and when he was caught off guard, the golden light all over his body disintegrated inch by inch, and his royal clothes shattered.

A pale golden god's amnesty manifested from the body of the mountain god, blocking the attack of the bloody real dragon.

Under the God's pardon, there was a stone man more than ten feet high, as if the whole body was carved out of obsidian, with faint light flowing, blood-colored lines emerged faintly, and his might was overwhelming.

"Hey, you guys are really the gods born in the Great Black Mountain. If you don't follow the majestic way of God, you will fall into evil ways instead. It's sad and lamentable!"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Jiang Gan's eyes, without the blessing of Wu Yazi's avatar, his combat power could only barely maintain at the third-rank master level of martial arts.

The aura of bloody blood filled the mountain temple in an instant, the wind raged, and the glorious palace disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only ruins.

The stone man's eyes were full of shock and anger. The Taoist in front of him was so domineering that he deprived him of his divine edict with one move.

The devilish energy in his body soared, and a strong bloody atmosphere came, and he shouted sharply:

"You Taoist is so rude. My god treats you with good wine and tea. You just don't appreciate it. You are so domineering. Is this the style of you famous monks?"

"Haha, you also said that I am a famous monk, so I don't need to follow the rules when dealing with evil spirits!"

"It stands to reason that I should call on my brothers in the same sect, and even the elders of the sect, to slay demons and demons together."

"But the matter is urgent, so I can only do it myself, beheading you, the evil god who is causing trouble!"

Jiang Gan said it as a matter of course, without any reluctance.

The disciples of the Taixuan Taoist Palace should know, but there is a clear record:

"Demons, goblins, evil gods and the like, everyone can kill them, but you need to be cautious when killing demons and demons, in order to protect yourself as a fairy."

"When cultivating to crush demons, you should slay demons and eliminate demons, show off the prestige of my Taixuan Dao Palace, and pass on the name of my Taixuan Dao Palace!"

"Demons of the same level should focus on stability. The best strategy is to summon fellow disciples, the middle strategy is to avoid their sharpness, and the worst strategy is to take advantage of their unpreparedness!"

"When the cultivation base is lower than that of demons, life-saving is the most important thing. Don't worry, just run away; if you can't escape, use the sect's prestige to intimidate; if you fail to intimidate, use your body to defend the way."

……

There are countless similar remarks, which shows that the decent families in this world are not pedantic, and have a more flexible bottom line.

At first, Jiang Gan thought it was unbelievable, but after thinking about it carefully, he took it for granted and won my heart.

Practice is for longevity, not for fighting and killing.It takes a lot of resources for every practitioner to grow up.

Once the cultivator falls, those resources are equivalent to being in vain.

It's a good thing that a hundred disciples of the sect have fallen, the sect has a deep foundation and can bear such a loss.

If tens of thousands of disciples perish, and the sect is not accepted, wouldn't it be in danger of being destroyed!

The more sect you are, the more you pay attention to the safety of your disciples, especially your direct disciples and true disciples. You just need to practice hard and don't need to worry about resources!
Unlike those casual cultivators, if they want to go further, they need to fight with their lives and compete for the meager cultivation resources.

No matter which world it is, the strong get stronger and the weak get weaker, and resources are concentrated towards the stronger!
Just as the stone man was about to fight desperately, a multicolored divine fire descended from the sky, enveloping him.

Facing the refinement of the Qianyuan lamp flame, the stone man struggled desperately, staring at Jiang Gan with resentment in his eyes, and uttered vicious curses from his mouth.

After a while, the stone man was completely refined, leaving only a ball of dark yellow liquid, with traces of red gold flowing faintly.

The dark yellow liquid is the original essence of the energy of the earth veins, while the red gold is the blood of red gold, exuding a faint fragrance.

With Jiang Gan's thought, the dark yellow liquid and the blood of red gold separated instantly and turned into two orbs, one was dark yellow and the other was red gold.

With a wave of his sleeve, the two orbs were put into his sleeve.

After losing its owner, the pale golden light on the golden body of the mountain god suddenly became dim, shattered and turned into ashes.

The pale gold God's Amnesty suddenly shot out a radiant divine light, broke through the shackles of the void, and flew away towards the distance.

God's amnesty is the most precious treasure of the divine way. Any mountain spirit, ghost, or practitioner who refines this god's amnesty is expected to take over the position of Daheishan Mountain God.

The size of Daheishan is not large. Logically speaking, it can only give birth to Chishe at most, and it is absolutely impossible to give birth to Jinshe.

The occurrence of this situation means that this big black mountain is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

A look of displeasure flashed across Jiang Gan's face, he waved his long sleeves, covered the sky and covered the sun, and swept towards the pardon.

Above the pardon of the gods, a pale golden light circulated, resisting the restraining power of Qiankun Tianxiu.

When Jiang Gan saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, the Qianyuan palace lantern vibrated slightly, and an invisible mighty force blessed his sleeves.

The power of Qiankun Tianxiu soared dozens of times in an instant, directly absorbing God's forgiveness into the sleeve.

The divine amnesty kept colliding in the sleeves, and the divine power stored in it was consumed rapidly, the greater the divine light became, the dimmer it became.

Just when the mountain god fell, an ancient city rose from the ground in the depths of Yushan Mountain, and the terrifying spirit of demons shook the world.

"Who is it that actually killed my clone?"

The roar shook the entire Yushan Mountain, and countless weak demons and monsters, as well as ferocious beasts, began to flee frantically towards the outside of Yushan Mountain.

"Damn it, if it wasn't for the failure of my demon skills, how could mere righteousness hurt me, and how could I just sit back and watch my avatar be destroyed?"

"Just wait, the day when this seat's magic skills are great, is the time when this seat's devil will come to the world. At that time..."

The voice became lower and lower, gradually becoming inaudible, and the monstrous devilish energy also returned to the city.

Afterwards, the huge city sank into the earth and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, ripples appeared in the void, and a middle-aged Confucian scholar appeared out of thin air. The terrifying divine sense swept across, but nothing was found.

"Black Mountain Ghost King, let you run away again?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar muttered to himself, the killing intent in his eyes could not be suppressed at all.

Thinking about him, Li Shanchang was originally a state herdsman in Mingzhou, a first-rank official in Xianqin, a high-ranking official in frontiers, and guarding one side, hoping for the way of sages.

However, the blood sacrifice of the Heishan Ghost King to tens of thousands of people in Heishan County caused a sensation in the world.The first emperor was furious, he resigned from office and became the laughing stock of the world.

For nearly a hundred years, he has been following the trail of the Black Mountain Ghost King, and wanted to kill him, but he was always one step too late, leaving him full of hatred in vain!

(End of this chapter)