Becoming a god starting from the weasel

Upon hearing Chen Yang's question, Niu Shan quickly recounted his observations of Huangjia Village in detail, giving Chen Yang a general understanding of the situation.

It is said that the red fox, like Niu Shan, taught the village a method to survive the severe drought.

However, the villagers of Huangjia Village failed to grasp the intricacies of the situation and still suffered from insect infestations in the fall. Fortunately, the foundation was solid, and there was still a surplus in the harvest, so the villagers' lives were not too difficult.

Subsequently, the Huang family, grateful for the red fox's life-saving grace, enshrined the red fox as their household deity.

Red Fox also spends every day with Huang Yue, the third young lady of the Huang family, and their relationship is exceptionally close.

Then Niu Shan said that yesterday he went to the market to buy chickens and witnessed the fox spirit interacting with the third young lady of the Huang family. He was deeply impressed by it and told Chen Yang everything.

Chen Yang finished the remaining monkey wine in his cup and nodded slightly: "I only hope it can soon see through the tribulations of the mortal world."

Chen Yang's gaze was distant, and a sense of worry had already arisen in his heart. The little red fox was so engrossed in the human world that it would inevitably drag Huang Yue down sooner or later.

The "True Record of the Mysterious Origin of Non-Action" advises the demon race to cultivate in seclusion, because the root cause lies in the fact that the human heart is prone to greed and the demon race is pure in nature. When the two are entangled, it is easy to cause trouble.

Therefore, ancient texts advocate that demons should first solidify their own spiritual foundation and break free from their obsessions before entering the world to experience the trials of life.

The "Shen E Zhao Ying Ling Jian Pian" records countless lessons from the past, showing that even if one's initial intentions are good, the passage of time can wear down people's hearts and make demonic desires difficult to control, ultimately leading to tragedy.

"I only hope he can live up to the name I gave him."

Chen Yang then pulled himself out of his thoughts and glanced at Niu Shan beside him. He had noticed a change in Niu Shan's fate when the other man entered the room.

Then, upon closer inspection, he saw that the aura of destiny atop Niu Shan had risen to six centimeters. In Huangni'ao, a village with only a few dozen households, this was enough to make him a figure who could take charge of village affairs and command respect from the surrounding area.

Compared to the past when a meager salary of only two cents meant a life destined for hardship and an early death, the situation is now vastly different.

The six-point destiny chart already represents the foundation of a wealthy farmer, and this change is likely due to the guidance and advice I gave him back then.

It was by helping the villagers overcome the drought that Niu Shandi's destiny skyrocketed, which in turn helped him break through the barrier of spiritual power. Even the Vermilion Fruit was closely related to this cause and effect. Every drink and every bite is preordained by heaven.

"Niu Shan, although there are many things to do in the village, you still need to be more careful," Chen Yang reminded you.

With his ability to observe qi, he saw wisps of black qi swirling within the six-cent ray of light at Niushan Mountain, a sign of overwork, physical harm, and unexpected disasters.

However, Niu Shan is simple and honest by nature, and such a fate is quite common. Just like those old people I saw in my previous life, they were busy all their lives and couldn't stop even when they were enjoying their old age. On the contrary, they were prone to harming their health.

However, Chen Yang only touched on the details and did not want to reveal the twists and turns of the matter directly.

Niu Shan bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, Great Immortal."

Niu Shan then inquired about the secrets and knowledge related to farming. Chen Yang usually lived alone in the Taoist temple and rarely had anyone humbly seeking his advice, so he explained to Niu Shan while sipping monkey wine.

On the other side, in the main hall of the Huang family mansion in Huangjia Village, Huang Yue, holding a sleeping red fox in her arms, slowly walked into the hall.

"Yue'er greets Father."

Huang Yue had gentle features and bowed respectfully to Landlord Huang. Landlord Huang was middle-aged and overweight with a protruding belly. He had small eyes and a mustache, making him look rather shrewd and worldly.

"Yue'er is alright now, you can go and rest."

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Out of the corner of her eye, Huang Yue noticed another slender scholar in the hall. He had a scholarly air about him and his appearance was far more refined than her father's. Knowing that her father was discussing important matters, she knew it was inappropriate for her to stay any longer.

Huang Yue then gently stroked the soft fur of the red fox in her arms and quietly left the room.

After the girl had walked away and the servants had closed the hall door, Landlord Huang finally looked at the guests.

"Brother Li, what is my daughter's character like?"

Li Yuan's gaze was still fixed on the round, red fox from before, and he asked curiously, "Was that the fox spirit you spoke of that protected the manor?"

"Exactly." Landlord Huang looked smug. "With the protection of the fox spirit, if Yue'er can marry into the Li family, she will surely be able to continue the family line for your only son."

Li Yuan pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "If that's really the case, then all the better."

"I need to stay at your residence for a few days to verify the authenticity of the fox spirit with my own eyes. I hope Brother Huang will understand."

"My Li family has few bloodlines; only my brother and I remain as the sole heirs in the clan."

"In the early years of the founding of the country by Emperor Taizu, my brother and I fought too many battles in the army, which damaged the fortune of our descendants and led to this calamity of the decline of our lineage."

"If Yue'er is truly protected by a celestial fox, my former colleague, who is now the magistrate of a neighboring county, can recommend your son for a government position. There is still room for advancement in his career. In the early days of the new dynasty, opportunities abound."

Upon hearing this, Landlord Huang was overjoyed and repeatedly clasped his hands in greeting: "That's only right, Brother Li, please observe carefully."

The sleeping fox Daoming in his arms was completely unaware of the marriage plans. He was only thinking about playing with Huang Yue after he woke up and figuring out what fresh fruits and snacks he could have for lunch.

Inside the Taoist temple, after a morning of lively conversation, Niu Shan benefited greatly and couldn't help but ask questions.

"Master, the hybrid rice you mentioned involves complicated steps and requires repeated experiments. The principles are profound, but I have already understood the general meaning."

Chen Yang chuckled and said, "It's alright. Just observe the fields firsthand. If you have any questions, feel free to come up the mountain and find me."

Niu Shan knelt down and kowtowed excitedly, saying, "Thank you for your mercy and guidance, Great Immortal."

"No need for formalities. This method of farming is known only to the two of us in the world. It would be too boring to study it alone, so I might as well pass it on to the world."

Niu Shan solemnly kowtowed three times, his heart burning with emotion.

In Niu Shan's eyes, how precious were these farming secrets that sounded like magic? How could no one be willing to learn them?

The great immortal alone bestowed his teachings upon him, a testament to the utmost importance placed upon him by Heaven! Niu Shan will never forget this debt of gratitude for the transmission of his teachings!

Seeing Niu Shan kneeling on the ground with his eyes still rolling around, clearly imagining things, Chen Yang felt a little helpless but didn't want to explain further.

Chen Yang usually wanted to stay in the Taoist temple, farm and cultivate himself, and take leisurely walks in the mountains and forests, without having to delve into other worldly affairs.

Looking at the sky, Chen Yang realized it was past noon. He then reminded her, "It's getting late at Niushan. You should pack your things and head down the mountain."

Just as Niu Shan was about to leave, he remembered something else and spoke with some trepidation.

"Great Immortal, my wife is pregnant and will give birth around the time of the snowfall at the end of the year. Could you please name our child?"

Chen Yang found it slightly amusing. He calculated that the time Niu Shan conceived her child was around the same time he had transmigrated here, so the two of them were indeed destined to be together.

"Can."

"When you bring the child up the mountain at the end of the year, I will name him."

Niu Shan was overjoyed and repeatedly kowtowed to express his gratitude. Then, he happily bid farewell to the Taoist temple and descended the mountain.

After Niu Shan left, Chen Yang busied himself moving the spiritual fruits into the empty Taoist temple next door. He closed the door of the temple, glanced at the fruit inside, and thought to himself.

It was unclear whether Black Hair could comprehend the meaning of the three taps on the head, but Chen Yang didn't dwell on it, as it was Black Hair's destiny after all.

Then Chen Yang went to the field, dug a pit, transplanted the red fruit, buried it in the soil along with the bamboo basket, covered it with soil, and watered it with stream water.

The Zhuguo plant has a low-growing habit, and when planted between field ridges, it receives ample sunlight at midday, while the surrounding crops provide shade from the intense afternoon sun, perfectly matching its growth requirements.

However, the leaves and branches of the Zhu Guo plant are currently wilting, but Chen Yang is not worried. He will try to save it for the time being.

If that doesn't work, the newly formulated nectar can nourish the Zhu Guo plant and help it recover its vitality after two days.

After processing the Vermilion Fruit, Chen Yang took out a jet-black peach pit and casually dug a hole in the grass to bury it.

Looking at the mud pit he had planted, Chen Yang muttered to himself: "This peach pit is full of vitality, unlike ordinary plants. When it sprouts, it will surely show its extraordinary qualities."

Afterwards, Chen Yang dug up silt to fertilize the fields and tended to the land. He worked all afternoon until the day was completely dark.

Chen Yang casually ate a few fruits and recited the entire Taoist scripture. "The time is almost up."

Chen Yang looked up at the window and saw the bright moon hanging high in the sky. It was the perfect time to absorb the moon's essence for cultivation.

He then leaped onto the eaves of the gate and began to meditate and practice breathing exercises.