In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight fell on the blue stones, the birds and insects seemed to wake up from the long night and began to make various noises.
However, against the backdrop of the trees, this sound is not noisy. Instead, there is a sense of leisure and contentment in it.
A young man dressed as a woodcutter was carrying a backpack, and there was a thin layer of sweat on the tip of his nose. It seemed that he had walked a long way before the sun came up, and now he thought of taking a rest.
Sitting down next to Tu Tu Gong's small temple, where you almost had to squat down to see the statue of the god inside, the young man took out his water bag, took a sip, and then exhaled a white breath.
"Brother, thank you for your hard work."
Suddenly an old voice was heard in his ears, and the young man turned around.
He saw an old man who was as old as his voice and only as tall as a seven or eight-year-old child, standing next to him.
The old man was wearing old-time clothes, a brown crown hat on his head, and holding a wooden stick that was taller than him. He looked like a leader or a clan leader from a nearby village.
However, this is a deep mountain, where are the villages or families?
The young man stood up, bowed respectfully to the old man, and held his hands, "I'm at Kuiqing Mountain, passing by Guibao Land, and taking a rest. I hope I won't disturb you."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's just a wild land. Who dares to claim to be the owner of this place?"
The old man waved his hand, straightened the hat on his head, and then sat down next to Kui Qingshan, with his knees almost touching.
"There have been many people coming to the mountains recently, but there are very few polite young people like you."
"Oh?"
Kui Qingshan was a little curious, "Why, are they doing damage here? Or are they digging indiscriminately?"
"It doesn't matter if you dig indiscriminately. All things are created to support people. Changbai Mountain is so big, so why does it matter if a few people dig some ores and collect some herbs?"
The old man shook his head, "What really worries me are those who go into the mountains with some purpose, running around and groping in the mountains and dense forests."
"For example, those who are looking for the palace?" Kui Qingshan raised his eyebrows.
"Look! Aren't you very clear about this?"
The old man laughed and said, "Maybe you still know my details, so you came forward."
"Oh?"
Kui Qingshan also smiled, "Since you know I'm here for you, why didn't you retreat and run over instead?"
"Alas, a monk who can run away can't run away from the temple."
The old man gently stroked the temple, "My roots are here. If I run away, wouldn't I become a wild god without an owner like you?"
Wild gods, speaking of them, are just the kind of ghosts who are different from lonely wild ghosts. They are just ghost cultivators who have gained some magic power by accident. They are not so-called gods.
Upon hearing this, Kui Qingshan's face immediately darkened. The land was obviously calling him a wandering ghost.
Seeing Kui Qingshan's unkind expression, Di Di laughed and slapped his mouth lightly, "Sorry, sorry, I have been in the mountains for too long. I have been dealing with those lonely ghosts and beasts all day long. I forgot to do this to my subordinates. The power of God cannot speak like this.”
"It doesn't matter."
Kui Qingshan waved his hand, "With someone like you who has been staying in the mountains, there really is nothing to talk about."
"Then let's stop talking?"
Land squinted his eyes and stood up.
"Well, no more chatting. I'm in a hurry. You can stay here as long as you want, but I have to go somewhere else."
Kui Qingshan also stood up.
"For example, where can I find Changbai's incense and go to the palace?"
The height difference between the two was so big that he had to stand on tiptoes to reach his belly button.
However, the land is not weaker than him in terms of momentum. On the contrary, it still has a vague confidence that it can conquer Dingkui Qingshan.
His confidence was not without its source, because while the two were talking, the lonely ghosts he had summoned before had gathered around them.
There are even two "ghost soldiers" that he carefully cultivated. Even though they are still inferior to the ghost soldiers and generals that the Taoist priests offered in the altar, fortunately they are more "free" and full of resentment and evil. sex.
This kind of ghost soldier is naturally unable to help others, and its fighting skills are barely there, but it is excellent at harming others.
With these trump cards in hand, Tu Tu will have more confidence to deal with Kui Qingshan, the foreign wild god in his eyes.
"It's a bit redundant."
"Superfluous, what is superfluous?" Tu Tu asked.
"They're redundant, but it's okay."
Kui Qingshan gently waved his hand, as easily as erasing chalk words from a blackboard, and the lonely ghosts surrounding them turned into bursts of smoke and dissipated.
There is no longer the ghostly atmosphere here, and even the black energy that has emerged from the land seems to have been cleared away, making the little old man look even thinner and weaker.
Tu Tu Tu finally reacted. Judging from Kui Qingshan's magical power just now and the aura he finally exuded, Tu Tu Tu understood that what he was facing was not some wild god, nor was he a lonely ghost possessing a human being.
Instead, he is "reincarnated" and becomes an immortal with a physical body.
After understanding how terrifying the existence in front of him was, even if the monk could escape but could not escape from the temple, Tu Tu just wanted to escape into the temple and need protection at this moment.
But how could Kui Qingshan let him run away?
He just raised his hand slightly and grabbed it in any direction in the air. The next second, the throat of the land was locked by him, and his whole body was gently lifted up.
"Exalted Immortal, please forgive me, Immortal..."
The land is not a human being, nor is it even a god, so even if his neck is chained, he will not feel out of breath or in pain. He just feels that his heart is heavy for no reason, as if Kui Qingshan casually fills it into his heart. A stone.
"Changbai's incense is indeed not something I should covet. If you want it, I will send someone immediately. It only takes three days, oh no, one day, within one day I will deliver the Changbai incense to the Immortal."< br>
"What do I need that for?"
Kui Qingshan glanced at him sideways, "I am already an immortal, and I have no shortage of fire for upgrading, so incense has no effect on me."
"Yes, the little god didn't understand and offended the immortal."
"God? What god?"
Kui Qingshan tightened his grip, and the black energy from the land continued to escape, and his expression began to become painful.
"You are just a treacherous little brat who deceived the City God and took advantage of the power of the Lord Taibai when he was not in the mountains. You have neither been canonized nor have the merits to protect you. You are no different from a lonely ghost, and you dare to call yourself a god. ?”
"I, I was wrong, please forgive me!"
The land once again begged for mercy, but this time his appearance as a peasant man had collapsed due to the oppression of Kui Qingshan, and his prototype finally appeared.
Where is the kind and long-lived little old man? He is obviously an evil ghost with blue face and white eyes. Because of the pain, his cheekbones are bulging high, squeezing his eyeballs that are almost protruding from the sockets. The prototype of the land appeared, which made Kui Qingshan feel even more ridiculous.
No wonder this land has been looking for Changbai incense like other monsters.
Most of what he said before was actually about scolding the other party. However, he originally thought that this was just a wild god who stayed here for a long time to avoid the inspection of the city god, so he called himself the land.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be just the "Ghost King" here, and had not even entered the level of Wild God.
Changbai's incense, with such a base, even if he got it, he wouldn't be able to bear it.
In this way, Kui Qingshan's interest finally disappeared again.
"Needless to say, you have no information about Changbai Incense, nor can you detect the entrance to the palace."
Before he could answer, Kui Qingshan let out a long sigh.
"Guys like you never know what it means to stay on task.
So many people, so many beings are looking for the long white incense and the location of the palace, so you can't hold it back anymore.
I feel that I can't just waste my time here, trying to make something.
In fact, for a creature like you who knows neither warmth nor cold, whose consciousness is half-awake, and who is in the long river of time and cannot sense the flow in it, stay here until when the roots that maintain your intelligence disappear and your magic power dissipates. Being reduced to an unconscious wandering soul again is a very good outcome.
Because you don't know how to be warm or cold, you don't have to suffer from hunger and cold like those stupid fools in the human race, and suffer the contempt and bullying of others. You are just half-asleep, vaguely walking your journey in this world over and over again. There's nothing wrong with that.
However, because you saw others doing it, you want to follow their lead.
You go to pursue the incense of Changbai, you go to find the location of the palace, and you go to compete with those strong players, those untouchable beings who can scare you away every time you lift a finger.
Of course you know that you are no longer their opponent, but you used your limited wisdom to think of the word "take chestnuts from the fire", so you took the risk. Some kind of instinct and desire drove you to muster up the courage to participate in this competition.
However, your skin was burned and your hands were burned red. What you endured the pain and took out from the fire was not a chestnut, but a piece of hot coal that almost burned through your palm. This is what you have experienced, for The tragedy he performed. ”
"Yes, but..."
The evil ghost who claimed to be the land was unable to refute at the moment, and just stared wide-eyed.
Because Kui Qingshan's words were so reasonable, he didn't even mean a hint of sarcasm.
He just used a cold, cruel tone and cut him open with a knife, telling him to expose everything he had hidden in his heart and even the things he didn't understand to the sunlight, leaving nothing to hide.
"No more words needed."
Kui Qingshan looked at him with eyes full of compassion, as if he had seen through the past and present life of the evil ghost in front of him, and couldn't help but pity him.
"I will call you to transcend immediately."
"Wait a minute, Immortal, I still have treasures to offer!"
The evil ghost reacted and begged for mercy: "It's under the pine tree. As long as you let me go, those treasures and a few of my collections will be yours."
When Kui Qingshan heard this, he laughed again, until the evil ghost was confused.
"Kid, you really don't have a good mind. If I kill you, won't those treasures be mine?"
Kui Qingshan suddenly opened his mouth wide and bit into the evil ghost's head.
……
Yin Xiu and the others walked along the ridge for a while and then climbed up the steep rock wall.
This is the route Hai Dongqing told them before, although it is extremely difficult and dangerous for ordinary people, and may even lead to death.
But the advantage is that it can save a lot of time, and you don't have to twist and turn in the jungle and unformed mountain roads. In comparison, it only takes one-third of the world to reach the top.
It happened that Yin Xiu and the others were not like "ordinary people", so they followed the route instructed by Hai Dongqing without hesitation. From time to time, they took out the compass and compared their position with the sun to determine the direction and continue moving forward.
Liu Banxian's legs and feet were usually weak, but he seemed much lighter when he came to this mountain, vaguely like an eighteen-year-old, young and strong man.
At this moment, he was walking in the middle of the team. Behind Yin Xiu and in front of Ma Xiaoyu, the two of them protected him to prevent him from losing his footing.
However, Liu Banxian didn't take it seriously when faced with this risk. He only regarded himself as a skilled climber. Sometimes he climbed on the vines, and sometimes he used his hands and feet on the steep slope to crawl through the gaps in the rocks and move forward with ease. .
This section of the road was relatively smooth, so he started talking again, which seemed to have been silent for a long time.
"Brother Yin, when you asked that kid if I was growing white incense, I was actually really shocked."
"Oh?"
Yin Xiu raised her eyes, "Do you think you are?"
"Hey, how can I always encounter this kind of good fortune, or this kind of strange thing?"
Liu Banxian opened his fan and fanned Yin Xiu's back first.
"But there was a moment when I thought I was the one."
"Why?" Ma Xiaoyu asked.
"There's no reason, it's just a feeling."
Liu Banxian paused and then said: "It's like everyone feels that they are the protagonist for a period of time, longer or shorter. They feel that the world revolves around them. When they open their eyes, the world revolves. When they close their eyes, everything changes.
However, this idea is indeed too childish. When you reach your teenage years, it will be thrown out of your mind and you won’t even think about it.
But this does not mean that we have given up on the idea that we are the protagonist in the world. On the contrary, it is just hidden in some kind of dark side, a place that we will not mention.
We usually don’t talk about this dark side, nor do we think about it, as if it doesn’t exist, but at some point, it will definitely appear.
For example, something happens, or someone mentions that there is a certain key factor. When it exists, we often associate it with ourselves and feel that we are that special existence, [I can’t do it without me]. ”
"You seem to be talking about some kind of heroic complex or fantasy."
"It's almost the same. Even if I live to my age, I will inevitably have this kind of thought occasionally, but my reason will soon cover it up, but I won't say that I don't think that way anymore, because I firmly believe that I am Specially, you see, as long as I believe something, something will happen.
Is this some kind of proof that the world works the way I want it to? ”
Yin Xiu glanced at him, quite speechless, "With so many obsessions, no wonder you can't go to Kunlun."
"What do you mean? What does this have to do with Kunlun or Penglai?"
Liu Banxian asked again, but Yin Xiu just used a machete to clear the way in front, and seemed to have no intention of answering his question.
Really puzzled, Liu Banxian turned to look at Ma Xiaoyu again, trying to get some answers from her.
However, Ma Xiaoyu just smiled and did not answer his question.
Let the wind blowing from the other side of the ridge lift her hair, her earrings swayed, and swayed with the branches and leaves of the mountain in late autumn. (End of chapter)