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Chapter 92 Immortal Relics
Mr. Su does what he says.

After using the Peach Fairy Ghost Body, he summoned the little foxes to arrange their studies.

It seems that he doesn't want to give the fox a moment's rest.

However, it is not just about discussing Taoism at Qingfeng Temple, the Fox Studies exam also tests your knowledge.

The foxes had a weak foundation before, but now they have the effect of Chen Ji's speech-making technique, so they really need to work harder.

After coming out of the library, Chen Ji had some free time again. He was thinking about whether to go for a walk in the mountains or go to Miss Bai's courtyard to practice, when he heard a deep and ethereal voice.

"Mr. Chen, can we meet at the top of the mountain?"

It’s the voice of the mountain god.

Chen Ji was in a trance for a moment, then remembered that he still had to build a temple with the mountain god, so he nodded in agreement.

In the blink of an eye, the scenery in front of me passed by like a stream of light, and when I came to my senses, I was already at the top of the mountain.

The mountain god still looked the same as before. When he saw Chen Ji, he nodded as a greeting.

"Hello, Mountain God."

Just as he was about to salute, he felt a force stopping him.

"Sir, there's no need to be so polite. There's no custom for a teacher to greet his disciples."

"Ok?"

Chen Ji was stunned.

He didn't even know when he got the Mountain God as his disciple.

"I've been following your advice and working with hunters, woodcutters, and stonecutters in the mountains. Now it's really paying off."

"If I can truly receive the title according to your instructions, I will be no less than a Taoist master."

"Master..."

Chen Ji felt familiar with the name and suddenly realized that this was the way the demons and ghosts addressed the Taoist priest when Xuanshan was preaching in his dream.

Lu Pan had said before that he was going to look up the classics, but when we met last time, I forgot to ask if he had found it.

At this moment, I heard it from the mountain god, and couldn't help asking him why he called him Taoist Master.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"No, I just remembered it from the past. I've heard it called that before, but I've never heard it anywhere else."

"That's right."

The mountain god seemed to be lost in thought.

"I just seem to remember that this title existed. Sir, you happen to be a cultivator, so I called you that. I have no other intention. I am sorry to disappoint you."

"No problem, I'm just asking. I'd like to ask if the mountain god has ever heard of Xuanshan?"

"Hanging?"

"Mysterious Xuan."

"I've never heard of such a mountain."

The mountain god shook his head.

"It seems the demons on the mountain have never mentioned this place."

"Forget it then. It seems that it is indeed difficult to find."

The mountain god thought hard for a while and then spoke slowly.

"Master, don't worry. If I can be granted an imperial title and enter the divine register, I can consult the directory of mountains and rivers in the world, and I should be able to find it."

"That's a solution, but then we'll have to trouble the mountain god."

"It's just a small matter, sir, you're welcome."

Chen Ji was a little disappointed that he didn't find out about Xuanshan's whereabouts, but not too disappointed.

Many practitioners are unaware of this, yet mortals are asked to write it down in notes. This is indeed strange when you think about it carefully.

But there are no stories like Nan Ke’s Dream or Watching Chess and Losing the Keys circulating in this world.

Otherwise, it can be attributed to the methods of immortals.

Since he is an immortal, it is normal that we cannot get any information from him.

but……

Chen Ji thought of what Yan Chixia and Bai Qi had said before, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"May I ask the mountain god, are there really immortal relics on the mountain?"

"some."

The mountain god nodded, but he did not hide anything.

“But most people can’t see it.”

Chen Ji stood there in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Even though Bai Qi and Yan Chixia both said that there were immortal relics, he still suspected that they were traces left by a cultivator with profound cultivation.

But since the Xiantai Mountain God said so, it must be true.

"Can't see it? Isn't it a waterfall? Seniors Fox and Huai both said it was there."

"So you knew it, sir." The mountain god smiled and shook his head.

"It's actually true that it's there. The waterfall was indeed left by an immortal."

"But boiling water for tea is a myth."

"How did the mountain god know it was a false rumor?"

"Because I said this to the group of monsters."

"..."

Chen Ji was stunned. He had never thought that the news was actually released by the mountain god.

But I don’t understand why I say that.

The mountain god shook his head and pondered for a few breaths before taking out a transparent jade bottle.

"Sir, you can control fire. You can try boiling this water."

Chen Ji looked closely and saw that there was only a drop of water in the jade bottle, but the water vapor he saw in the qi gazing technique was even thicker than what he saw in the Hutuo River.

The mountain god shook the bottle gently, and saw the drop of water surging back and forth in the bottle like waves.

“Some of it is magical, but I can’t tell what else it is.”

Chen Ji said seriously.

"Sir, please try to control the fire."

"it is good."

Seeing Chen Ji agreed, the mountain god waved his hand and produced several small stones to pile up into a simple stove, with the fire mouth above just big enough to hold the jade bottle.

"Sir, you can try it."

Chen Ji looked at the jade bottle carefully and used the climbing technique to exhale the breath.

The blazing fire dragon drilled into the stove and, under Chen Ji's control, coiled around the jade bottle like a small snake.

But a quarter of an hour passed.

Even the stone stove outside was about to turn into magma, but there was no change in the jade bottle, not even the water drops moved.

"boom!"

A stone on the stove broke, and several pieces of rubble were blown away.

Chen Ji then stopped firing and looked at the jade bottle in confusion.

"What is this?"

"This is the method left by the immortal."

The mountain god said slowly.

"There were indeed immortals here in the past, but they weren't here to drink tea or discuss Taoism. They were just two immortals passing by by chance."

"One of them, seeing the beautiful scenery, casually poured a bottle of water and wine down. Most of it turned into the waterfall, and some seeped into the mountain."

"I also gained wisdom from this and learned how to brew this water wine."

"However, those ingredients are not available in the human world after all, so we adjust the earth's veins and add the water transformed from this wine to brew it, thus creating the Earth Spirit Liquor."

"And this is the remaining water and wine, which happened not to disperse in time and was thus preserved."

Chen Ji looked carefully and found it unbelievable.

He had seen the Xiantai Mountain Waterfall. It was not like the rushing Milky Way, but it was also not like an ordinary mountain stream.

Such a turbulent waterfall was actually transformed from a cup of wine by a true immortal. This is too bizarre.

If the mountain god hadn't said it himself, he really wouldn't have believed it.

"I know you might not believe me, but I can demonstrate it to you."

The mountain god then turned over the mouth of the bottle.

The drop of water slowly slid out, but when it reached the mouth of the bottle, it suddenly turned into a rushing river and fell down the mountain, while the water drop in the bottle did not decrease at all.

After the mountain god showed his skills, he took back the bottle and looked at Chen Ji.

"A drop of water in the immortal's bottle is like a waterfall flowing forever on earth."

"How do you feel now, sir?"

"It's really the work of an immortal. No wonder my fire can't affect this drop of water."

Chen Ji paused, feeling emotional.

According to the magic of immortals, this drop of water would probably be as big as a lake or sea.

Not to mention my own flames, even Miss Bai might not be able to make it boil.

I'm afraid only the legendary nine-tailed fox can give it a try.

After all, the power of a cultivator is limited, and it is still wishful thinking to want to build a fire and boil the sea.

However, since the true immortal exists, Chen Ji looked at the mountain god and asked.

"Does the Mountain God know the identities of these two immortals?"

(End of this chapter)