You are late.

I had no choice but to come find you.

These words fell into the Taoist's ears, like thunder out of the blue, making his face lose all its color bit by bit, and his body trembled slightly, because he heard the attitude of equality implied in these words. Not to mention that he was a descendant who relied on his elder Yu Meng, even the ancestor three hundred years ago could not have such a good relationship with the mountain god!

Damn it... Why would such a person appear here...

If it weren't for him, I would have accomplished nothing today!

This Taoist was filled with secret hatred.

Li Puyu was stunned. He wanted to raise his head to look at Qi Wuhuo who was beside him, but he was worried that this would anger the mountain god.

But I still want to watch it!

But I dare not!

My body was stiff.

Everyone here had a blank mind, feeling dazed and in a dream, and it was as if the entire hall was depressing.

Until the young man's voice sounded: "Thank you."

"I'm a little late... I need you to come find me."

Of course there was no agreement to drink, it was just an excuse made up by the mountain god.

But Qi Wuhuo still responded in this way.

The tiger laughed.

A strong wind rose up from nowhere, lifting up the people in the room. Li Yuelin quickly regained his senses and said respectfully:

"Today there is a demon who is harming people, but fortunately the mountain god has blessed us and shown his power. One day, a good man will build a golden temple for you at the foot of the mountain, and offer sacrifices to you year after year."

The mountain god said, "No need."

"I am not one of those so-called gods that you worship."

“I am like a mountain.”

"You don't bow when you enter the mountain, and you should do the same when you see me."

After saying this, he held Qi Wuhuo's arm and walked out. He lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the curled-up Taoist priest. The latter tried hard to restrain his breath and pretend to be dead to prevent himself from being noticed, but this was naturally impossible. The mountain god asked, "How do we deal with this person?"

Qi Wuhuo saw the wooden sign that the Taoist had tied to his belt.

The vague memories of the past came back to him. He paused and said:

"I have something I want to ask him."

The mountain god nodded and said calmly:

"Then don't kill him first."

These five ordinary words are filled with murderous intent!

The Taoist's face turned pale instantly.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he heard a tiger roar that shook the earth and sky, and his soul froze. Even though his lineage had the means to cultivate his primordial spirit and could resist many spells, it was of no use at this moment. His primordial spirit was directly shattered and his cultivation was ruined.

"He is an evil cultivator who kills living people and uses their lifespans to extend his own lifespan."

"He can't be allowed to live in this world."

The mountain god whispered, and the tiger image just opened its mouth, and a strong wind swept in, just rolling up the Taoist priest, making him smaller and smaller, and swallowed him directly. The man transformed by the mountain god swept his sleeves, and the tiger image behind him dissipated like the wind. He turned around and said to everyone: "Then I will borrow the guest. I am really sorry to disturb your leisure time."

Li Yuelin said with great respect: "It should be so, it should be so."

Qi Wuhuo bowed to everyone.

Then he followed the mountain god and walked forward.

After walking only three or five steps, the clouds gradually rose, the wind whistled, and he was lifted up by the large cloud and went away. Looking back, he saw that the Li family's house was getting smaller and smaller, and finally even the town with more than 10,000 households looked like a painting. People were coming and going on the street in a hurry. Qi Wuhuo suddenly thought of his childhood.

I squatted under the big willow tree outside the door, watching the ants working hard and coming and going during the day.

Thinking about it now, isn’t it the same for everyone else? Isn’t it the same for myself?

I was in a trance for a moment.

Riding on the wind, I arrived at the mountain in the blink of an eye. The clouds dispersed and the wind died down.

Qi Wuhuo recognized that this was the place where Menghu had discussed Taoism before.

But today, there were no spiritual beasts that were fluent in spiritual knowledge, but there were several old men instead.

The leader was wearing rather loose official attire, had a head full of silver hair, and was leaning on a cane taller than himself. He had kind eyes and a gentle smile.

Qi Wuhuo asked doubtfully: "This is..."

The mountain god said, "I was chatting with a few friends today, and I felt that the Li family had an evil spirit, so I took the opportunity to take a look."

The local governor of Xunhe Town looked up in confusion, with doubts in his heart.

Strange, didn’t the mountain god just hear where the evil spirit was and then ride the strong wind towards it?

How could this be a coincidence?

Why not just say that you are going to rescue them yourself?

If you just say you are going to save people from disaster, wouldn't that be another great favor?

Would you like to refuse a favor that is offered to you right now?

It's really strange.

The mountain god said to the local people, "I am here today to introduce a good friend to you."

The tiger pointed at the old man who was dressed most elegantly in a robe and said, "This is the God of Fortune of Xunhe Town, named Tao Chen. He is the landowner of a place. He was once a cultivator, and he followed the orthodox Xuan sect. He can control the wind and thunder with one hand, and is not much worse than the Taoist masters."

The old man smiled and stroked his beard, saying, "He is just a small land god. How can he compare with real people?"

"You're praising me."

As he spoke politely, he opened his eyes, a light flashed in his pupils, and looked around.

However, he had never seen anything that could make this highly accomplished mountain god value the person he introduced so much, and he couldn't help but feel surprised.

The mountain god pointed at another old man with a huge forehead and wearing brown cloth, and said, "This is the land between Xinda Township and Canglin Mountain. The name is Shen Hongxue. He is in charge of a vast area. Within this area, no matter it is a beast, a demon, or a cultivator, they must burn three sticks of incense. If there is any dispute, they must find him to make a judgment. He is highly respected."

Finally, he pointed at the only tall old man with white hair and beard, who looked like a Taoist priest, and said:

"This is the God of Land Fortune and Wealth of the area under the Canglin Mountain nearby. His name is Luo Yizhen. He used to be a cultivator, but when his life span came to an end, he didn't want to follow the path of a ghost fairy or a Yin God, so he chose to merge with the earth veins. He has advanced methods of regulating the earth veins, and I have learned a lot from him."

The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "Your skills are obviously better than mine, so don't bother me."

The mountain god then looked at Qi Wuhuo, who was wearing a blue shirt, and said:

"This is the good friend I want to introduce to you."

? !!!!

The three gods of fortune and land were all stunned and looked at each other.

With their eyesight and knowledge, they could tell at a glance that the young man in front of them could not even condense the innate Qi, and could not even support the title of Taoist priest. At best, he was a Taoist student. Looking more closely, they could see that he was not even a hundred years old, and at most seventy years old.

The mountain god said slowly: "This friend's name is Qi Wuhuo, and he has a lot of insights into the Dao."

"It is even more wonderful in the practice of the method of the primordial spirit!"

"We are all practicing in these mountains and rivers. We have met each other today, so we can walk around a lot."

Menghu spoke in a serious tone, showing great respect for the young man. Mr. Tao was the first to react, and he stood up with a smile and bowed, saying:

"I see. I am glad to see you, Taoist priest."

The other two local gods also stood up and greeted him, calling him Taoist priest.

Qi Wuhuo, the Tiger Mountain God, took the initiative to introduce himself to the mountain gods and earth gods in this area, so he bowed in return.

Call him the God of Fortune.

The Tiger Mountain God laughed and said, "That's right, we are all friends, and we can visit each other more often in the future!"

"Come on, come on, sit, sit!"

He knew that Qi Wuhuo recognized the old man, but he had traveled all over the world in his life, and he also knew that such people would not stay in one place for long. When they parted, they would at most give him some fate, but not anything extraordinary. Qi Wuhuo had no one to follow, so he introduced the land and mountain gods he knew to Qi Wuhuo, invited several people to sit at a round table, took out the wine pot and poured wine, and said with a smile:

"But why is there such a strong evil spirit in this town?"

Menghu replied: "An evil cultivator who practices Yin Shou."

With a sweep of his sleeves, the Taoist fell to the ground like a rolling gourd.

The Taoist fell to the ground and wanted to escape again, but when he looked up, he was stunned.

I saw that all the gods of the land and mountains were here.

Beside the stone table, a plum tree was in bloom, a group of immortals were drinking, and the young man was among them.

He lowered his head and watched the names on his Dharma lineage jade stickers light up one by one.

The Taoist felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He raised his feet but could not move any further.

It’s bitter, it’s bitter.

What stone slab did I kick on?

He staggered and cupped his hands.

Bow till the end.

Menghu picked up the wine jug and poured wine. He looked at Qi Wuhuo and said, "Wuhuo, ask whatever you want to ask."

Qi Wuhuo looked at the Taoist who had a flattering smile on his face.

It was difficult to travel that year, and scenes of human tragedy emerged in my mind. The flags fluttering in the "vegetable market", the gentleman who said that the younger ones would live and took the initiative to walk into the market to exchange one life for another, all kinds of scenes flashed by, and only the talismanic characters like thunder snakes were left.

After a long time, he said:

"The badge on your waist."

"Where did you come from?"