In front of the wall of the alien world, everyone in Xujia Village was waiting anxiously, but they saw the immortal just left, then suddenly rushed back and looked at the youngest boy, Xiaohu.

"Xiaohu, what weapon do you use?"

Xiaohu, who was only six years old, was stunned and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"I see your father uses a knife, why don't I make you a sword."

The immortal's words made Xiaohu even more confused. Why did his father give him a sword instead of a knife?

The village chief next to him was overjoyed. How could he not want the magic sword given by the gods?

"Okay, okay, why don't you thank the gods for their kindness!"

The village chief kicked Xiaohu to his knees. Xiaohu was so shocked that he could not speak. He just kowtowed to the ground several times.

"Don't kneel." The young and fair god scratched his head and left helplessly.

It took nearly half an hour to walk there.

The people of Xujia Village did not dare to look up for an incense stick of time. After an incense stick of time had passed and they heard no movement from the gods, they all raised their heads cautiously and looked at the gods' residence eagerly.

"That wall is so white, Village Chief, you just said it was made of pearls? How many pearls are there?"

"Village chief, is that a bed? It's so soft? I'd be willing to die if I could just lie on it!"

"Village chief, why is the abode of the gods a bit... narrow? It's not even as big as my pigpen."

Bang!

The village chief picked up his cane and hit the last person who spoke hard on the head.

"Damn it! Shut up!"

Yes, yes, yes. The strongest men in the village quickly shut their mouths and continued to stare at the immortal's residence with greedy eyes. This was all for bragging in the future. Some people even secretly touched the golden mushrooms hidden in their lapels, but they were reluctant to eat them and would share them with their wives and children later.

About half an hour.

The immortal came over with a sigh, and the people who were kneeling lowered their heads and dared not look at him.

"Xiao Hu, although the sword is the king of weapons, I will still make you a knife. You can just inherit your father's martial arts. After all, family tradition is very important."

Xiaohu kowtowed three times to show his agreement.

"Also, stop kneeling. Are you tired?"

Although the gods said so, a few honest men wanted to stand up, but were hit on the head by the village chief with a cane. "You bastard, the gods said it is a favor not to kneel, there is a difference between gods and mortals, why don't you kneel?"

Tired? Tired to death? Frozen? Frozen to death? If you get sick from kneeling, won’t the gods heal you?

It can also make you better than before!

This time only a quarter of an hour passed.

A young, fair and tender fairy wearing gorgeous clothes they had never seen before came out again with a smile on his face. "Xiao Hu, why don't you use a stick? I know a great hero who uses a stick. He can do anything. You must be as powerful as him in the future."

"Yes!" Xiaohu finally dared to speak. He knelt down, kowtowed and answered loudly.

The young man is teachable! The village chief kowtowed and praised the little guy for his ability to deal with things. He was also puzzled as to why the sword changed from a knife to a stick. Was the immortal calculating Xiaohu's chance?

The immortal smiled and nodded, then turned around and came back, holding a short stick about two feet long in his hand. The shape was quite rough, as if it was chopped casually. What the immortal gave must have a deep meaning.

"It's a little short, but there's no more material. If I cut any more, the mushrooms will cry."

The immortal spoke in words that Xiaohu did not understand, and gently placed the short stick not far in front of Xiaohu.

At the moment the immortal sent the short stick out of his residence, a wonderful scene happened that everyone in Xujia Village would never forget in their lives.

What originally looked like a short gray stick suddenly ignited with green and red flames, turning its surface green like jade and its interior red like flame, which was extremely magical!

Everyone was stunned, except Xiaohu who reached out to grab it. After catching it, he waved his hand casually, and with the wave, green wind and red flames followed. He poked the ground and a bottomless snow cave appeared. It was indeed a rare immortal blade in the world!

"Xiaohu will never forget the great kindness of the gods!"

Xiaohu continued to kowtow hard, and the others looked at him with envy.

"This weapon can only be used by Xiaohu. If anyone else tries to snatch it, disaster will occur." The immortal added.

Yes! Several villagers who had evil thoughts in their hearts suddenly felt as if their faces were peeled off. Their faces turned red with shame and they lowered their heads in fear.

…

From sending a sword, to sending a knife, and finally to sending a stick, Lin Chong was helpless as he was a mediocre carpenter. He originally wanted to make a magic sword. The name of magic sword sounds like the king of all weapons. A magic knife is not bad either, as it sounds very sharp. But in the end he had to make a magic stick as a stick was the easiest to make after all.

After delivering the benefits, Lin Chong planned to have a chat with the village chief.

"Village chief, you stay, and the others leave first."

"Yes." After settling the others, the village chief returned to the wall of the alien world and was about to kneel down.

"Don't kneel." Lin Chong had been on guard against him for a long time, so he hurriedly stopped him and handed him a plastic stool, "Sit down."

"The immortal has made a chair out of beautiful jade. I really cannot bear such a blessing." The village chief touched the hard plastic round stool and was afraid to sit on it for fear of breaking it.

"Please sit down. It's not expensive. Otherwise, I'll give it to you for free." Lin Chong said helplessly.

"How can this be possible? How can this be possible!" The village chief waved his hands repeatedly, but put the stool behind him, meaning to take it away. Then he sat on the snow and said with joy on his face: "What instructions does the immortal have? Please ask. The thousands of people in Xujia Village are all at your service."

"I don't want you to do anything but chat with me. Tell me about the world under the mountain, such as what year and month it is, gods and monsters, and everything you know. Tell me." Lin Chong said.

"Yes." The village chief did not hesitate and thought for a moment. "This was during the Fengwu period of the Tang Dynasty. The reigning emperor was Emperor Wuzong of Tang. He had inherited the throne for more than fifty years. The world had been peaceful for a long time. Although there were demons and monsters causing chaos, Buddhism and Taoism helped the world, and the Heavenly Court ruled the world. The demons did not dare to mess around. But just a year ago, a strange thing happened..."

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A year ago, a strange thing happened: all the gods in the world disappeared.

The gods who were generally able to fly in the clouds and ride on the mist are all gone. Of course, there are still a number of disciples who do not have such magical powers, but the overall level of subduing demons has dropped too much, and demons have become rampant.

In the memory of the village chief, if it were in the past, a pig demon like this dared to eat humans and cause trouble, as long as it was known by the government or the temple, it would not survive for more than three days and would be crushed into powder by the power of the gods.

"Then what exactly happened? I heard Erhu say that the world was destroyed." Lin Chong was quite curious about this, because the timeline matched and the time he traveled through was more than a year ago.

"When the pig demon was rampaging, I went to the county government to file a complaint. On the way, I met a wandering Taoist priest who told me that 'the sacred tree is cut off, and the heaven and earth are gone'. From now on, the gods and immortals in heaven will never set foot on the mortal world again." The village chief showed a worried look, "If there are no gods and immortals, the people on earth will suffer."

"What is the sacred tree?" Lin Chong asked again.

"It is the sacred tree originally planted on Mount Kunlun. Legend has it that it is the path connecting to heaven, and the gods descended from it. Immortal, you have lived here for a long time, could it be that..." The village chief was a little surprised, but did not dare to ask any more questions, because if he continued, it would mean questioning the immortal.

"Ah?" Lin Chong widened his eyes.

There is a sacred tree planted on Mount Kunlun. If the sacred tree is cut down, the gods in heaven can no longer come down to earth. If the sacred tree is cut down, will he travel through time?

Could it be that he traveled through time and broke the sacred tree? That’s why he is stuck here!

So do you want compensation? Damn, this feels like a scam!

Lin Chong thought about it carefully and realized that it was no wonder that Xu Erhu climbed Kunlun Mountain to seek help and then met him. It turned out that Kunlun Mountain was the road to heaven.

"This Kunlun Sacred Mountain was a forbidden place for immortals in the early years. Strong winds blew around it all day long, destroying gold and breaking copper. Since the sacred tree fell, the strong winds have become much smaller. Today, an old man like me was able to climb up and see the true appearance of the immortals with my own eyes, proving that the immortals have not abandoned this mortal world. My death is not in vain."

"Legend has it that the sacred tree is as moist as jade, can give birth to all things, and evolve infinite mysteries. It runs through the three realms and is a first-class sacred object in the world. It's a pity that I have no chance to see it."

"You said that the sacred tree is as moist as jade, and can give birth to all things and evolve infinite mysteries..." Lin Chong was moved by the village chief's words, and couldn't help but look at the little red snake in the snow nest. The little red snake was staring at this group of strange humans like a frightened dog.

Like jade, giving birth to all things... Isn't this what we are talking about those 'white woods'?

No wonder there are all kinds of mushrooms, it turns out that the "white wood" is the first-level divine object.

So the sacred tree broke into pieces and turned into debris that fell on the Kunlun Snow Mountain?

While thinking, Lin Chong said to the village chief, "Don't feel sorry, what you just ate was the fruit of the sacred tree."

"Really?!" The village chief was shocked and found it unbelievable. "But how can the fruit of the sacred tree be mushroom-shaped? Could it be that the sacred tree that connects the heavens is actually mushroom-shaped?"

A mushroom supports the heaven and earth...what an imagination.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back." Lin Chong saw that it was already evening and it looked like there might be another storm tonight. This group of people, old and young, might not be able to hold on.

"And this electricity... the magic stick, it's already charged, take it down for self-defense. If there are any monsters or the like, you can use it as a weapon. Come back and get more after you've eaten all the mushrooms. Don't come too often, once every six months will be enough. And don't bring too many people, there were too many this time." Lin Chong thought this was a channel to understand the world, but it would be annoying if too many people came.

"Can we come to pay our respects to the Immortal Lord often?!" The village chief was obviously overjoyed to get such permission.

"Okay. By the way, I want to ask you something. What were those moves you guys were doing together when you first came up here?" Lin Chong suddenly remembered something. When they first got to the top of the snowy mountain, everyone in Xujia Village made strange dance-like moves one by one.

"That's what Erhu said. When the true appearance of the immortal's residence can be seen with the naked eye, one should raise one's hand and walk sideways fifty steps, then walk forward one hundred and fifty steps, and finally prostrate oneself on the ground in respect. This is the etiquette of an audience with the immortal. I wonder if I remembered it correctly?" the village chief said hurriedly.

"That was..." Lin Chong told Xu Erhu to avoid the little red snake so as not to get bitten, but it didn't matter. Just remember it. It didn't matter how you remember it. "The movements were quite standard. I'll do it this way every time I come next time."

"I will obey the immortal's order!" said the village chief respectfully.

All the people from Xujia Village left, carrying the elderly and the weak, with large and small bags, and returned with golden mushrooms and magical weapons given by the gods.

Lin Chong looked at the pig monster head that was as big as a computer desk, wondering how he should eat it.