A ray of fairy light fell, and then Cen Biqing and two little demon girls were seen walking out of the fairy light and returning to Yuquan Peak.
The faces of the two little demon girls were red and they looked very excited. That was because the pouches around their waists contained several elixirs that were more than five hundred years old.
Not to mention Cen Biqing, the storage bag on her waist contains no less than thirty 500-year-old elixirs, and even four or five thousand-year-old elixirs.
Most of these thousand-year-old elixirs were surrounded by wild beasts and birds, but there was no obstacle for Cen Biqing, and he took them without disturbing them.
The three of them entered the mountain temple courtyard, and when they walked under the main hall, they heard Fang Jian's voice coming from inside, and then some unfamiliar voices sounded, which sounded like they were discussing something.
Cen Biqing stopped, and the two little demon girls also stopped. Then Cen Biqing was seen standing outside the hall and after listening carefully, he knew that something might be going on in the hall.
So she turned around, glanced at the two little demon girls, and then walked out of the mountain temple and walked all the way towards Cen Biqing's canopy.
In the main hall of the mountain temple, Fang Jian already knew that Cen Biqing and the others had returned to Yuquan Peak. However, he saw that Cen Biqing seemed to know that he was busy and had already gone back to his tent, so he continued to discuss matters with everyone.
"Fellow Daoist Xiao also said just now that there are so many creatures in the Duanjie Mountain. We cannot protect them in every possible way, so we can only use the method of teaching them to fish." Zhou Ye said.
Fang Jian looked at Zhou Ye and asked, "How to 'teach him how to fish'?"
Zhou Yedao: "Actually, it's not accurate to say that. Animals can't farm. What I mean is that if you want to protect these creatures, the most important thing is food."
"Food." Fang Jian nodded slightly and said to Zhou Ye, "Go on."
Zhou Ye was convinced and immediately said: "Beiju Luzhou is different from the other three major states. The flowers and plants will wither after the frost, and it is extremely cold. At this time, many vegetarian animals and the like have no food, so all winter Many people will die from hunger and cold when they come down, and they will also be preyed upon by carnivores, which is the biggest problem."
Fang Jian asked: "Is there a solution?"
Zhou Ye nodded and said: "Yes, my subordinates have heard that the Dragon King of Xuanhe has a kind of spiritual grass called 'Silingcao'. It is evergreen all year round and is not afraid of the change of seasons and the heat and cold in winter. More importantly, this Spirit grass has very deep roots and is very easy to grow. As long as there is a rhizome left, it can grow one every season."
"Yes, yes, yes." Lin Youda, the land god of Quanshou Mountain, said, "I've heard about it too. I've also heard that this grass lives when it comes into contact with soil and grows when it sees water. If animals eat a bunch of it, they'll be full all day long."
Fang Jian's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Does the Xuanhe Dragon King still have such good things?"
Xiao Yuan also said at this time: "Yes, I have also heard that my subordinates have heard that if the four-letter grass can be widely spread and planted in Duanjie Mountain, then every winter from now on, the creatures in Duanjie Mountain will at least not be short of food. .”
Fang Jian nodded and said, "Okay, in that case, I will go to the Xuanhe Dragon Palace after spring begins."
"If Tiger King wants to see the Dragon King of Xuanhe, he needs to submit a message as soon as possible." Zhou Ye suddenly said.
Fang Jian was slightly surprised and said: "Do you have any explanation?"
"There is no explanation." Xiaolingshan Earth God said: "What Fellow Taoist Zhou Ye means is that the Hanging River Dragon King is not easy to see."
Zhou Ye said with a smile: "Exactly, Tiger King, the Xuanhe Dragon King is extremely lethargic and sleeps for days, months or years at a time. Ever since the Xuanhe Dragon King was sealed to Xuanhe, he has spent almost half of his time sleeping. "
Shao Wenhuang, a native of Luoyan Ridge, said: "It is said that Peng Zu slept for eight hundred years. In fact, these eight hundred years are less than a fraction of the Xuanhe Dragon King's."
"Hahaha." Everyone burst out laughing after hearing this.
Fang Jian listened to these words, and then said to Hong Yuanhua: "When you go out to patrol the mountains later, and pass by the Xuanhe Dragon Mansion, help me send a message to the Xuanhe Dragon King. If he is sleeping, you can send it next time Please send another message until he receives the greeting message in person, and then you can inform me through the Nine Dragon Scepter Talisman Order."
"Yes." Hong Yuanhua responded with clasped fists.
"Should we control the predation between living creatures and animals?" At this time, an earth god raised this question.
Fang Jian waved his hands when he heard this and said, "We don't care about this. This is the natural evolution of the way of heaven. We cannot interfere."
Everyone nodded, this kind of thing really shouldn't be dealt with by immortal officials like them.
With the successful completion of the first topic, the atmosphere in the hall gradually relaxed, and the earth gods became more and more relaxed, without the previous tension and pressure.
At this time, Fang Jian spoke again: "Are there any animals around your local temples that come to avoid the cold?"
"Yes." Everyone nodded and said, "There are a lot of them, and many of them froze to death."
At this point, the expressions on the land people became a little strange, and they all swallowed their saliva subconsciously when talking about the animals that had frozen to death.
Fang Jian knew what was going on here as soon as he saw their expressions. It was obvious that the frozen animals had been beaten to death by these land gods as sacrifices.
However, Fang Jian had no reason to blame them. Instead, he asked: "Do the firewood piled on the cliff of Yuquan Peak have any special purpose? I think each of you has hidden some."
As soon as these words were said, the earth gods became a little embarrassed. They smiled sheepishly, and then Zhou Ye said: "Huishanjun, that is Wuyang wood."
"Oh? Wu Yang Mu?" Fang Jian heard this and said, "What do you mean?"
So everyone did some science for Fang Jian about the appearance and function of Wuyang Wood. After listening to it, Fang Jian immediately laughed and said: "It turns out that the method is right in front of me, but I didn't know it at all."
After finishing speaking, Fang Jian said to the earth gods present: "Go down and each of you bring a few more bundles of Wuyang wood back, and light them within a hundred feet of the Earth Temple every day to keep the creatures who come to avoid the cold warm. "
"Yes." All the people in the land responded and said, "The tiger is merciful."
Fang Jian waved his hand, "Speaking of which, I didn't cut down those Wuyang trees, but now they can benefit the creatures in Duanjie Mountain, which is great. I think there are tens of thousands of bundles of Wuyang trees. You guys should go back today. Each person takes five bundles and comes back to get them when they are finished.”
"Follow the order." Everyone responded in unison.
Fang Jianzheng said, suddenly his brows moved and he looked outside the hall.
After a few breaths, I heard a clear voice coming from outside Yuquan Peak: "Where did the little demon come from? On the orders of the headmaster and the elders, I came to pay homage to the God of the Duanjie Mountain."
"Huh?" Fang Jian was a little strange and looked at everyone and said, "Is there a demon cultivator sect in Xihua Prefecture?"
"No." Everyone was speechless when they heard this, "I've never heard of it."
Fang Jian thought for a moment and then said to Hong Yuanhua: "Bring him to see me."
"Yes." Hong Yuanhua bowed and accepted the order.
Then Fang Jian said to the land gods in front of him: "Okay, let's go back and make arrangements as we said before. My place is shabby and I haven't prepared food or wine for you."
Everyone laughed again. Although Fang Jian was just joking, it brought everyone present closer together.
In the past, everyone performed their own duties, and the Heavenly Court stipulated that immortal officials could not cross boundaries. Everyone only knew each other that there was such a person, and there were very few opportunities to meet and talk, so there was a sense of alienation that they would never interact with each other.
It also made them realize that although we can't get together across borders on weekdays, it's always okay to meet and talk at the superior Yamen in Yuquan Peak.
Then everyone paid their respects to Fang Jian, then walked out of the mountain temple, and each came to the edge of the cliff to start fetching the five-yang trees in an open and honest manner.
Even Xiao Yuan took five bundles of firewood and took them back this time, and made an appointment with everyone on the next time they would come together to pick up the Wuyang wood.
After Fang Jian sent away these land gods, Hong Yuanhua also brought the visitors to the mountain temple.
A demon cultivator in the Yangshen realm bowed directly to Fang Jian after entering the hall, not daring to be disrespectful at all.
"Little demon Yu He Cong, let's pay homage to the tiger." Yu He Cong bowed and said.
Fang Jian looked at him and asked, "Who ordered you to come here, and what did you do?"
Yu Hecong said respectfully: "Hui Shanjun, I am here on the orders of the headmaster of the Huanzhou Sect and the elders. I would like to invite the tiger to come to Qingjiangyuan in fifteen days to observe the ceremony."
When Fang Jian heard this, a possibility immediately flashed in his mind, so he asked: "Is this Huanzhou Sect a sect jointly established by all the major demon houses?"
Yu Hecong said respectfully: "The tiger is wise, that's exactly what it is."
"All the original Nine-Cave Demon Mansion were involved?" Fang Jian asked.
"Hui Shanjun, yes." Yu Hecong replied.
Fang Jian asked again: "Whose Taoist inheritance is it?"
"Baize Demon God." When Yu Hecong said this name, his tone was full of reverence.
Hong Yuanhua looked stern, but Fang Jian was not surprised. Instead, he asked a final question: "Then who is your master?"
"The master's common name is Ding Xinglan." Yu Hecong replied.
Hearing this, Fang Jian nodded and said, "I understand. When you go back and report to your master, I will go to observe the ceremony in fifteen days."
Hearing this, Yu Hecong immediately bowed and said, "Thank you so much, tiger. The little demon will leave."
Afterwards, Yu He bowed three times and left the Mountain God Hall. Fang Jian ordered Hong Yuanhua to see him off, leaving him alone in the hall to meditate.
Obviously, the First Jiudong has found a big backer, and after the First Jiudong merges to form a sect, its strength will definitely reach a higher level. In the past, the Jiudong Group was a fragmented mess, each working its own way, but now it has integrated all its forces in the form of a sect and established a sect, and its future development is also promising.
However, what they did had nothing to do with Fang Jian, and Fang Jian didn't care, as long as they no longer opposed the heaven.
