Qi Wuhuo's departure is not a big deal.

That is to say, when Li Puyu came to pay New Year's greetings, he felt disappointed to find that the young man was gone. The red envelope with five big coins prepared by Zhang the Butcher was not given out. The days passed as usual, the sun rose and the moon set, people came and went, and it was lively and bustling. Besides, for an outsider with a very ordinary background who didn't know how to behave himself, what did it matter if he left?

The real big deal is actually the mountain god——

The mountain temple has been repaired.

Many people left with the sound of drums and gongs. In the beginning, people came very diligently, as if they wanted to come to the mountain to worship the first thing after waking up every day. Later, fewer and fewer people came. In the end, those who built the mountain temples found that they did not become rich, and their sons did not improve their academic performance by leaps and bounds, so the number of people coming gradually decreased, and finally, they rarely came at all.

Only the woodcutters who go up the mountain occasionally take shelter from the rain.

From time to time, there are wild beasts coming and going, and occasionally snakes climbing the beams. Light falls and dust arises, all in a natural way.

The mountain temple was filled with the intoxicating aroma of burning incense. Suddenly, a voice rang out:

"Hey, hey, hey, how can this be a mountain god? Why is the statue shaped like this?"

It was the deer spirit. It raised its head and saw the statue with a look of displeasure on its face.

The tail was wagging.

This statue doesn’t look anything like the original tiger, nor does it look like the later teenager!

He was the common kind of graceful big-bellied god, happy and cheerful, but no one knew what he was happy about. He just looked down the mountain.

On its back, the little man transformed from the Polygonatum sibiricum raised his hands and babbled to express his dissatisfaction.

Finally, he stepped on the deer spirit's back and jumped down.

He directly penetrated underground into the statue of the mountain god, and immediately changed the appearance of the statue.

Another month passed, and Mr. Su's family from the town also returned. Miss Su Yue'er seemed to be very interested in the legend of the gods. After hearing about the mountain god, she invited the young man, a distant relative of the Cui family, to come to the mountain together. She said with a smile, "Before I came here, I had never heard of the mountain god appearing on Helian Mountain."

"We have to take a look this time."

"yes."

"Haha, it was those two couplets we saw at the Dao Sect's mountain gate that really frightened Pu Yu and the others!"

"This kind of immortal fate is not something you can easily encounter."

The snow had not stopped falling in the mountains. A girl in red, wearing boots that were convenient for winter movement, stepped on the snow, making a rustling sound, and came to the mountain god temple. It seemed that because the mountain god did not show up and it was quite inconvenient to come here, the previous liveliness had been lost. She smiled, picked up the incense, walked in, looked up, and suddenly stopped laughing.

"What happened to Yue'er?"

The young man from the Cui family was puzzled and looked up. He saw the red-clothed girl's almond-shaped eyes wide open and she was dazed. He was also slightly stunned to see that the stone sculpture of this mountain god temple was actually a young man with a gentle expression and clear brows. It was obviously a simple mountain god temple, but this stone sculpture had both form and spirit, as if the young man would step down from the stone platform at any time and speak with a smile.

Although people seldom come here, there are always fruits and vegetables all year round, as if there are offerings from other living creatures.

Su Yue'er was stunned: "Qi Wuhuo..."

She turned around and walked all the way back to the town. She did not stop even when the young man behind her called her. She bit her lip and walked through the mountain roads, the busy streets, and the muddy alleys. Finally, she stopped in front of the courtyard, breathing heavily. She pushed the door but it did not open. All she saw was the closed wooden door and the house remained the same.

It was as if the young man would push open the door and walk out, but it was just an appearance after all.

On the stone table lay the scabbard of a sword.

There is only one plum tree that is still in full bloom even though it is already the beginning of spring. The fragrance of the plum blossom is light and far-reaching, which is a spectacular sight.

The world is bustling, but this place is quiet and alone.

Su Yue'er was dazed.

The wind blew, and flowers fell on the scabbard.

There is nothing else.

That’s all.

She stretched out her hand and pressed on the wooden door. Suddenly she felt lost and whispered:

"Qi Wuhuo..."

…

Qi Wuhuo and the old man left the town. They thought they would walk a long way, but he felt that with every step he took, it was as if he had walked a very long way. The surrounding scenery was moving backwards, but he did not feel any difference. It seemed vaguely similar to the magical power he had achieved using the mountain god's seal when he was preaching, but when he thought about it carefully, it was completely different.

They walked along the way, and in Qi Wuhuo's perception, it was only a cup of tea before the old man stopped.

Qi Wuhuo took a deep breath. There was a moist smell in the air, like before it was about to rain.

A loud thunderous sound can be heard in my ears.

He asked, "Is it going to thunder?"

The old man laughed out loud: "Hahaha, no, no, come with me."

The old man took Qi Wuhuo and walked forward a few steps. They stood on a rock and looked down. They saw the surging blue waves that reached the sky and stretched across the four fields. It seemed vast and magnificent with no boundaries. Wave after wave hit the front. When two waves collided with each other, the sound was as loud as thunder and seemed to never stop.

Qi Wuhuo was stunned by the sight before him and said, "This is..."

“Is this the sea?”

"ocean?"

The old man shook his head: "No, it can only be considered a river."

The boy was stunned: "River?!!"

The old man stroked his head and smiled gently, "There are many mysterious methods in the world. You will naturally see them in the future."

He then brought Qi Wuhuo to the riverside and saw the raging waves. The wave that rolled up looked like a small mountain. It seemed impossible to fly over it, not to mention taking a boat. When looking from the mountain, one could only feel that this stretch of water seemed to be connected to the sky. Only when he walked to the riverside could he feel the shocking oppression.

Qi Wuhuo asked, "Does the person you mentioned live nearby?"

The old man smiled and shook his head, "It should be an island in the river."

Qi Wuhuo looked at the river and asked, "An island in such a turbulent water?"

The old man smiled and replied, "Yes."

Qi Wuhuo asked: "How can we cross the river when the water is so fast?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Of course, we take a boat."

"Boat?"

Qi Wuhuo looked around. With such big waves and strong winds, there was no way any boat could pass through. There was no other people around. Qi Wuhuo went to look for a boat, but when he came back, he found nothing. There was no sign of human activity around, not to mention a few shells and a few small twigs, which were thinner than Qi Wuhuo's fingers, and no one knew where they were washed from.

Qi Wuhuo said regretfully: "There is no boat..., we only found these branches, and we can't make a boat even if we want to."

The old man shook his head and sneered: "You, you are going to look for wood to take the boat?"

"Forget it, since you've come here."

"Then use this 'ship'."

Qi Wuhuo was stunned when he saw the old man casually pick up the twig.

Pop up with a flick of the finger.

A thin branch fell on the sea, but the rough waves did not wash it away. The branch suddenly grew bigger, and in an instant it was like a giant tree crossing the waves. A building suddenly appeared on it, with carved and painted rafters, extremely gorgeous and calm. It turned into a huge ship. The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Isn't this a ship?"

"I also want to thank you, Wuhuo. Come on, come on, get on board."

The old man stepped onto the ship as if nothing had happened. Qi Wuhuo did the same. He reached out and touched the huge ship, feeling its delicate and calm touch. It was real, not an illusion. He subconsciously asked, "What kind of magical power is this?"

The old man replied: "Deconstructing everything, reshaping it into treasure, reversing creation, carving talismans and writing inscriptions, is the way to refine weapons."

He immediately shook his head and said casually, "It's just working on what you already have."

"It's just a gimmick."

"Focus on the alchemy method, don't get obsessed with it."

Then, without any movement, a huge wind blew up, and the ship broke through the huge waves and moved forward steadily. Qi Wuhuo stood at the bow of the ship and saw the vastness between the sky and the earth. He felt his heart open. The wind blew, and the hem of the young man's blue shirt flew up to the back. He was just an ordinary person, and his black hair was just tied up with a straw rope to prevent it from being disheveled. At this moment, when the wind blew, there was a chance that his black hair would fly back.

The old man smiled and stroked his beard, saying, "Now that your mind is open and you have no doubts, you might as well meditate to refine your vital energy."

"yes."

Qi Wuhuo pressed the button, feeling overwhelmed by the sight of such a beautiful scenery.

I sit cross-legged facing the surging blue waves, breathing peacefully, and refining my vital energy.

Although the storm is strong and the sound of the waves is like thunder.

But I was able to focus my mind and meditate as usual.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but around noon, the ship finally came to a slow stop. When Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes, he saw an island in front of him. It looked just like spring, with extremely beautiful scenery. There were houses on it, but they were not luxurious and looked like those of a family with some wealth.

The roads are crisscrossed and the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard.

Qi Wuhuo saw a man still pulling a big yellow ox to plow the field.

The big ship docked and the old man brought Qi Wuhuo down.

He even thought that there were crops that were so good in the world. The man seemed to have noticed the old man's arrival and hurried over. When he was about to salute, the old man raised his hand, stopped him, pressed his palm slightly, and said with a smile: "No need for formalities."

What made Qi Wuhuo curious was that the big yellow cow actually came over and nodded in greeting.

The man looked at Qi Wuhuo beside him and said with a smile: "You said you were coming, we have prepared some things for several days. Is this child the boy who will accompany you and serve you?"

The old man said, “No.”

He smiled slightly, looked much more serious, and said gently:

“I have already [remembered his name].”

"No doubt, salute."

? !!!!

The man and the scalper were both moved.