Xiao Yaoling was dizzy for a long time before slowly regaining consciousness.

Subconsciously, I wanted to yawn and stretch, but I immediately realized where I was. I fell to the ground with my limbs stiff and motionless.

He just quietly opened his eyes a little and glanced at Qi Wuhuo.

Then he closed his eyes again instantly.

As if pretending to be dead wasn't enough, her little feet and hands twitched hard.

It had tried very hard to pretend to be dead! But it only heard the young Taoist over there finally couldn't help but let out a burst of laughter. The little man's face turned red, knowing that he had failed. He sat up suddenly, his face full of anger again, one hand covering the bump on his forehead, and the other pointing at Qi Wuhuo, yelling in a babbling voice.

The young Taoist put his hand into his sleeve.

Yao Ling paused, then stepped back with his butt on the ground.

Increase the distance.

Continue to point your finger and shout.

It was not until Qi Wuhuo opened his palm, revealing a sweet-scented osmanthus cake that he had brought with him in his bag, that Yao Ling paused, then seemed even more angry, her messy hair all blown up, and she pointed at Qi Wuhuo, babbling and moving closer.

Then he reached out and hugged the osmanthus cake.

Turn around.

Da da da.

He ran away and sat on a stone that was about the size of the one that children would use for skipping stones on the water. He looked back at Qi Wuhuo, lowered his head with suspicion, and took a look at the osmanthus cake, which he seemed to have never seen before in the mountains. Then he licked it hesitantly, smacked his lips, and found it had no taste. He then opened his mouth wide and took a big bite, chewing slowly with his cheeks like a hamster.

He ate while glaring at Qi Wuhuo.

Slowly, slowly, the expression on its face relaxed.

The chewing action gradually became gentler.

Finally, it pointed at the osmanthus cake, with a look of delight on its face:

"Eeyah!"

The young Taoist sat on a rock and said, "I was using magic just now and I accidentally bumped into you. I'm really sorry."

"This is my apology."

The medicine spirit widened his eyes, thought for a while, finished the osmanthus cake in his hand, then patted his belly contentedly, came closer, and made a pose like a strong man holding a stone lock to exercise his body and show his strength, he puffed out his chest, patted his forehead, and then said "Hey!" and did a horse stance.

The young Taoist saw the meaning of this action and couldn't help laughing. He said:

"You mean, you're strong, I can give you two more strokes."

"But if I hit you, do I have to give you a piece of osmanthus cake?"

The little guy nodded vigorously.

He did not forget to show his strength. He looked around, his eyes lit up, turned around and saw a stone the size of the tip of a thumb. He grabbed it with force and let out a "hey-yo". The stone did not move at all. Instead, the little guy's face turned red. The young Taoist could not help laughing out loud, which made the little guy ashamed and turned around and sat still.

Qi Wuhuo reached out and took out the remaining osmanthus cake and placed it next to it.

The little fellow cheered, turned around, tried to get up, and climbed up along the pocket.

It is big enough to fit in the palm of a young Taoist's hand.

To him, this pocket is like a small hill full of osmanthus cakes!

He jumped in, took a bite on the left, a bite on the right, and felt extremely happy. After he was full and satisfied, the young Taoist fished it out. His hair was still messy. He simply pointed to the stone next to him and said with a smile, "You go sit over there."

The winter forest in this mountain is different from the Helian Mountain.

There was still a sense of verdancy. The young Taoist was sitting in the back, and a little person was sitting in the front obediently, allowing Qi Wuhuo to comb his hair. After tying his hair, Qi Wuhuo saw that the little person had a beautiful face, extremely delicate and beautiful features, fair skin, and purple eyes. It was just that he ate too much, and his belly was bulging.

The boy asked, "How do you wear your hair?"

The little medicine spirit thought for a while, pointed at Qi Wuhuo's hair, and described it in a babbling voice.

The young Taoist laughed and said, "A Taoist bun?"

"I am not qualified to tie your hair."

"But it's still okay to tie your hair."

Yao Ling then smiled happily.

Sitting on the stone, the two little feet were swinging back and forth.

The young Taoist applied very gently to tie up its hair. After thinking for a while, he took out the pine needle that the old pine tree had given him. For this little medicine spirit, it was just right to make a hairpin for her bun. The young man did not feel reluctant to do so. He just inserted it casually and tied up its hair. Then he smiled and said, "It's done."

The medicine spirit got up and ran to the side.

I squatted down in front of a drop of dew and looked at my reflection, feeling extremely happy.

The young Taoist priest played with them for a while and was about to leave.

The medicine spirit jumped onto Qi Wuhuo's leg and climbed up. The Taoist stretched out his hand and let it sit in his palm, then lifted it up and put it on his shoulder, smiling and saying, "Hmm? You said you wanted me to go with you?"

Yao Ling nodded vigorously, then pointed at the road ahead, motioning Qi Wuhuo to go forward.

Qi Wuhuo followed it to a very hidden mountain road.

The medicine spirit jumped down and hid directly into the ground. After a moment, it came out holding a huge egg and handed it to Qi Wuhuo.

He patted his chest and shouted loudly.

Qi Wuhuo asked: "Is this the egg you found and gave it to me?"

“Can you still climb trees?”

Yao Ling explained with gestures and excitement, and Qi Wuhuo slowly understood. It said that deep under the ground of this mountain, there was a strange house hidden away. Inside there was a bed, a cushion, a lotus platform, and a bald man who was meditating. He was dead, but there was an egg like this inside, and there seemed to be a little life in it, so Yao Ling dragged it out.

Three hundred years, it took a full three hundred years to drag it out!

I originally wanted to hatch a big bird.

That way, you can carry it and fly around!

But it just won't hatch.

It pointed at Qi Wuhuo and shouted happily. The young Taoist smiled slightly and said, "Do you want me to try it?"

"If it can be hatched, can it carry me and fly everywhere?"

"Playing around?"

He saw that the bird egg was only the size of a fist.

He guessed that at most it was just a bird like a wild goose, which could take off with the medicine spirit on its back, but it was impossible for him to do so. Moreover, when a cultivator reached a certain level and learned the art of riding on clouds and mist, he could fly. However, this was the little medicine spirit's treasure, and it was given to him, so he naturally would not say anything bad. So he smiled gently and thanked it.

When I heard that he was looking for medicinal herbs.

The little medicine spirit also played along, and when Qi Wuhuo had found about a basket of herbs, he had already walked across several mountains. Looking from afar, he suddenly saw the clouds in the sky change, spiritual energy rising into the sky, and the sound of people talking came with the wind. Curious, the boy walked closer and looked over, only to see dozens of people, all wearing Taoist robes, cloud shoes, holding magic weapons, performing rituals among the mountains.

Among them was a young swordsman holding a sword, looking around boredly.

He saw the young Taoist priest not far away, his eyes lit up, and he smiled and raised his hand to greet him:

"Oh? So there are other fellow Taoists here?"

"Haha, we are offering sacrifices to the mountain god, you may also come."

Many Taoists looked over, Qi Wuhuo thought for a moment, then walked over. Everyone saw a young Taoist walked out from the depths of the forest. He had a gentle expression, carrying a backpack, and was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. He looked like a Taoist boy who came to the mountains to climb the clouds and collect herbs. He just nodded slightly. The swordsman, on the other hand, seemed quite familiar and bowed to him with a smile.

"I am a swordsman from Wangwu Mountain, Yue. It's rare to see a stranger."

"What is your master, and where do you practice?"

The young Taoist replied: "I have no doubts."

"I am currently training outside the sect."

The Wangwu Mountain swordsman nodded in understanding: "Oh? Training..."

"He's a casual cultivator."

Many independent practitioners are like this, because they have no specific master, so it at least sounds better to say it in the name of training.

Yue Ji laughed and said, "It's good to be an independent cultivator, playing around and traveling everywhere. It doesn't seem like you have a master. Such restrictions and requirements are very unpleasant!" He patted Qi Wuhuo's shoulder, but his voice was a little too loud, which made the people in front of him unhappy. A middle-aged man scolded, "Yue Ji!"

The young swordsman then fell silent.

He just smiled helplessly at Qi Wuhuo.

Qi Wuhuo noticed that the swordsman had a badge on his waist, which was also the [Mingzhen Dao League].

It’s just something that old Tan Tai Xuan hid.

Such a young and high-spirited swordsman was left outside casually.

After all, old and young have different temperaments.

Yue Ji noticed Qi Wuhuo's gaze, smiled slightly and said, "It's the Mingzhen Dao League. What's up, brother? Are you interested in joining?"

The young Taoist nodded.

Then he lifted the basket on his back, thought for a moment, and said, "I just hope to exchange for some simple magical powers, so I prepared some medicinal herbs. If you are in there, Yue Ji, can you help me see what these can be exchanged for?"

Yue Ji looked at the boy's backpack and said regretfully:

"No."

"These are all simple medicinal herbs. Mingzhen Dao League does not accept them, and they are too old. It seems that you don't know enough about Mingzhen Dao League."

Qi Wuhuo nodded, and Yue Ji enthusiastically introduced some common knowledge about the Mingzhen Dao League.

This conversation also made the older Taoists in front relax. They thought to themselves that it seemed that he was indeed just a casual cultivator who came to the mountains to collect herbs.

Just an ordinary Taoist.

Yue Ji seemed to have few opportunities to teach others these common sense, so he chatted with great interest for more than half an hour. When the medicine spirit hidden in the sleeves of the young Taoist fell asleep, he stopped the topic with a sense of unsatisfaction, looked at the sky, and said with emotion: "It seems that this time is of no use today."

The atmosphere among the Taoists in front was becoming increasingly depressing.

No one paid any attention to the fact that Yue Ji and the young Taoist monk's chat was getting louder.

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

Yue Ji said: "It is the mountain god festival held every ten years."

He felt quite happy about being a teacher, and said: "Brother, you should know that the mountain gods and earth gods are extremely powerful. For example, in that big city, there is a piece of land in every block or dozens of miles. If there is a mountain, there is a mountain god, and if there is a river, there is a water god. Therefore, the number of these earth gods is almost countless. The earth carries the sky, and in fact, the weight of the sky and the earth is equally important. Many mountain gods and earth gods simply disdain to accept the edicts from the Emperor of Heaven and the Heavenly Court."

"The Three Pure Ones and the Four Imperial Gods are our Taoist revered gods."

"The Three Pure Ones are the ancestors of Taoism, and the Four Imperial Lords are the supreme ones."

"All earth gods belong to [Hou Tu Huang Di God who inherits the heaven and follows the example of great virtue and glory], and is one of the Four Heavenly Kings."

"Live in [Ruizhu Palace]."

"He also has three provinces and three prefectures under his command."

"It is the capital of the emperor, the upper palace, and the middle palace."

"Each one is in charge of Yuanjun Zhenjun."

"Looking around, there are also mountain and river emperors who are in charge of various famous mountains and peaks."

"And with this name, she is in charge of the entire mountain and land gods. Hou Tu Huang Di Ji Niangniang is still here. She is one of the Four Imperial Gods and has the highest status. The land gods are naturally too lazy to accept the imperial edicts from the heavenly court, so there are generally two types of grand sacrifices in the world, collectively called [Emperor Heaven and Earth]. Today is the sacrifice to the mountain gods and land gods."

Yue Ji glanced over and said, "As you can see, all the major gates near Zhongzhou City have come."

"It is to offer sacrifices to the chief earth god of this vast area."

"Zhongzhou Fangyuan, the great saint and the great mercy, Juyun Lingmiao Gong!"

"It's just that in previous years he would come out to meet us, exchange a few words, and drink a cup of tea. But he didn't come out today, which made people wonder if he had done something to anger Lord Ling Miao. No wonder the uncle and the others are so worried. If he doesn't come out, they will only be more worried."

"I don't know what happened?"

"Is Lord Ling Miao really angry?"

"Or maybe Mr. Lingmiao is not at home?"

…

The entrance to Shuiyun Township.

Several children were playing with upright branches.

He looked up and was stunned.

I saw an old man in royal blue satin standing at the entrance of the village. He seemed to want to come in, but seemed extremely hesitant. When he saw the children, he waved them in, took out some candies, smiled gently and said, "Children, I have a question for you. Is there a young Taoist priest here?"

The children looked at each other and said, "Yes!"

“He’s awesome!”

"Are you here to see him, old man?! We'll lead the way for you!"

The old man's expression became a little more serious, and he said, "Meet? No, no... I can't do that. You'll have to wait here, old man."

"I had to ask the children to bring me a message..."

He raised his hand and stroked his hair, looking serious, and said with a folded hand:

"【Ling Miao】 is here to visit."

"apologize."

"I don't know, Taoist priest, is it convenient for me to meet you?"