Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 874

Not only her West Side Hall and Yuchen Palace were completely renovated, but the entire Panlong Mountain was filled with auspiciousness. One could see lush green forests, 3,000-foot waterfalls, and the mist from the splashing water was as misty as clouds.

The fairy air permeates the air, attracting cranes to linger gracefully and hundreds of birds to sing joyfully at the treetops.

The mountains are picturesque with jagged rocks, the lakes are as clear as mirrors, and the dreamlike and tranquil environment is extremely beautiful and spectacular.

This was when she was on her way to the main hall. She was lured by the beautiful scenery along the way and let go of her spiritual consciousness to rise into the air, overlooking the panoramic view.

She was itching to deliver the snacks as soon as possible and then walk around the whole mountain. After all, this was the immortal mountain of the Lord. If he was in a bad mood and it froze for a thousand years again, she would be at a great loss as an immortal servant.

If you don’t know the true appearance of the fairy mountain, you will never know it even if you are in it.

But when I thought about living in this mountain, I felt inexplicably satisfied. I walked briskly, my fairy clothes fluttering, and walked through the courtyard full of fallen petals. A few petals fell on my head and shoulders, and the elegant fragrance was looming.

There were so many beautiful sights everywhere that Sang Yue was reluctant to go straight into the main hall, so she simply walked half a circle from the corridor outside to the inner courtyard.

Only then did I realize that no matter how beautiful the scenery in the courtyard was, it was not as surprising as the drastic change in the host's attire.

Look, the silver-haired immortal who usually wears white clothes is now wearing a calm dark blue robe.

His hair is still half tied up. Before, he had more hair hanging down his back, and his cold and sharp features highlighted his rebelliousness. Now, only a small bunch of hair is left hanging down his back, and his features are calm, making him look like the elegant and noble gentleman Wen Qing.

Not only did he change his appearance, he also changed his preferences.

Instead of sitting or lying on the corridor to enjoy the snow as usual, he sat in the courtyard to carve. Seeing this, Sang Yue understood why he wanted to change his image. He was afraid that his white clothes would get dirty and his hair would affect his work.

"Your Majesty is so leisurely." She came to the side, looked around, and wondered where would be the best place to put the tea and snacks.

After not seeing each other for a few days, there were several wooden coffee tables and tea tables with elegant root carvings in the courtyard of the Immortal Lord.

Each one is made of different wood and has a different color. Some exude spiritual energy, some have fairy-like aura, and some exude a divine aura that makes people feel palpitating... Placing snacks on them made her feel sad that it was a waste of resources.

The stone table and stone benches in his family's courtyard were piled in a far corner, gathering dust. It didn't matter. She was an immortal, so she could just use a dust-clearing spell to throw them over.

Just as I was about to use my mind to move the stone table over, I heard the owner of this place speak:
"Just pick one at random, they are all daily furniture, why are you reluctant to give it up?" The Immortal Lord, who had spared a bit of his attention for her, said without even raising his head, he really couldn't stand her pettiness.

It’s just a coffee table, and its greatest value is that it is pleasing to the eye when used.

"Where did you find so many wood roots, Your Excellency?" Sang Yue casually placed the snacks on the root carving coffee table, which was relatively close but not too close to avoid dust. Curiously, she came to his workbench and said, "The materials are actually different."

The key is that the immortal aura emitted is different, and it is obviously taken from different realms.

How many realms does he have to travel to? He is so free on a daily basis.

"I picked it up while taking you out for training," the Immortal Venerable said calmly, "You were so busy fighting that you didn't even realize what you were missing."

He was different. While watching her anxiously looking for trouble everywhere, he enjoyed the scenery along the way. Sure enough, he picked up a lot of big bargains.

Of course, even if it was a big leak, the materials inside were good and bad. For example, the spiritual wood root was the least valuable, but it was a rare and extremely rare spiritual wood in the Great Spirit World. When the two of them went there, they happened to encounter the powerful people there who were fighting over the ownership of the spiritual wood.

So he mercifully ordered her to step forward and provoke the natives, forcing them to put aside their personal grudges and work together to expel her, the evil fairy from outer space.

After she led the people away, he directly pulled out this spiritual tree that was rarely seen in a thousand years.

Based on the principle of "whoever sees it gets a share, leaving a way out for a future meeting", he only took away the roots and branches three meters high above, and left the rest where they were to be divided among the local masters themselves.

As for whether it can be divided equally, what does it have to do with him?
Anyway, he got what he wanted, and she also gained experience, beating the local powerful people to the point that they doubted their lives. The local powerful people also learned the benefits of working together and living in harmony, and everyone got what they wanted, and everyone was happy.

So, he took her, the evil, and left the great spiritual world leisurely...

After learning what happened, Sang Yue, who was sitting on a log, was dumbfounded. It took her a while to find her voice:
"Your Majesty, do you still remember that you are an Immortal Lord? Wouldn't it be detrimental to your virtue if you do such things too often?"

According to what she has learned so far, merit is still of great use to practitioners. Why don't these people in the Immortal Realm take it seriously? Just like the divine spell on her body, it is said that it was the great sin committed by Yun Yi, the adopted son of the Immortal Emperor, in hunting down the descendants of the gods.

Great sin is the term used by all sentient beings in the lower world who have been implicated, such as her, who find life worse than death but dare not die.

In my hometown, when law enforcement officers were chasing criminals, they didn't dare to use guns in the downtown area, for fear of accidentally hurting innocent people. But in the eyes of the immortals, there was no such thing as accidental injury, and all the beings who could be hurt were not innocent.

It is their fate, and it has nothing to do with anyone else, and it has nothing to do with them, the immortals.

Therefore, in Sang Yue's opinion, it is no wonder that this is the lower fairyland. They have lost their humanity and divinity of loving all living beings, and are still practicing on the path of fairyland.

"I am a demon, why should I be afraid of losing my merits?" The Immortal Venerable said lightly.

He doesn't care about what people call him behind his back, but it's not that he doesn't know.

As for demons, they were born with demonic powers, so how could they understand good and bad, or accumulating merits and losing virtues? It was their nature to do whatever they wanted, and it was their divinity to restrain their murderous intent. How could they not take a mere piece of wood?
After hearing this, Sang Yue said nothing more.

How could a high-level immortal understand everything with her shallow cognition? Whatever he said, it would be fine. Anyway, if he said something wrong, she would not be the one who would suffer in the future.

The only noise was gone, and the huge courtyard was quiet and peaceful.

Even when beautiful people are working, the process is pleasing to the eye and fascinating. Sang Yue held the snack in her hands and ate it slowly, while sitting beside him and quietly watching his beautiful hands work carefully and neatly.

The rough root wood gradually revealed its graceful posture under his flexible and light carving knife.

He was not interested in snacks, especially when he was working. He asked her to sit next to him and help refill tea, and snacks were her reward. Maybe the tastes of the two waiters had changed recently, and only one of the three snacks given to the Immortal Venerable was sweet and sticky.

"It's salty, salty, don't you want to try it?" Sang Yue's eyes lit up when she unexpectedly tasted the salty and sticky meat cake, and she recommended it enthusiastically, "At least try it and give your comments? Don't waste Aji's careful preparation."

"Yeah." After hearing that, he took a rare look at the snack and nodded to signal her to help pick up a piece and feed it to him.

My hands are dirty and I am too lazy to wash them.

Sang Yue did not shy away from suspicion and happily picked up a piece for him to taste. As a result, the leader gave him a medium rating on the spot:
"Normally, you can eat it."