Guangling Mountain, where Lingxiao lives.
Although Chu Chen had told him that there was no need to decorate his cave, Taoist Feihong, the mountain god, did not actually deliver an empty cave with only four walls.
Furniture such as wooden tables and chairs is readily available, adding a lot of life style.
The little ghost boy held the incense burner and fell asleep soundly in the cave hall, enjoying himself.
Chu Chen sat cross-legged on the futon in the clean room and meditated with concentration.
The moonlight and starlight passed through the thick mountain wall and fell on him, shining brightly.
In front of him, a piece of lightning-strike jujube wood carved with seals floated out of thin air, blooming with a faint yellow glow.
Faintly, there was the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring.
Chu Chen, who was meditating, felt the changes in the seal and immediately opened his eyes with a look of joy on his face.
"The divine power of heaven, earth and earth is about to come down."
Seeing this, Chu Chen immediately continued the sacrifice, chanted the incantation, and transformed into the Supreme Lord. He pointed his finger in the sky:
"I obey the Supreme Lord to be as urgent as the law!"
With a finger of his hand, a mysterious and majestic power of heaven and earth descended into the seal, blooming with golden divine light.
When the divine seal was taken into hand, a thick and endless force rushed towards the face.
His spiritual consciousness sank into the divine seal, and vaguely, a vast illusion of the earth came into view, with vegetation flourishing, birds and beasts multiplying, and the whole place full of vitality.
"[Eternal Spring Treasure of Earth Letter Spiritual Seal] is finally done."
Chu Chen's face was full of joy. It took him several days to refine this fifth-grade seal, but it was finally completed.
"Senior brother, how are you doing with your cultivation? Feihong Mountain God is looking for you!"
Outside the clean room of the practice, the little devil's spiritual consciousness floated in, and he was cautious, for fear of disturbing his senior brother's practice.
Chu Chen sacrificed and refined the eighth seal [Eternal Spring Treasure of Earth Letter Spirit Seal]. There was nothing else to do at the moment, so he walked out of the clean room.
"Little devil, what does fellow Taoist Feihong want from me?"
"I don't know. He just came over to look for his senior brother. He seemed quite anxious. It seemed like something had happened."
Chu Chen and Xiao Guizai were talking as they walked.
Not long after, the two came out of the Lingxiaoju cave and saw the mountain god Feihong Taoist waiting outside the cave.
Taoist Feihong, the mountain god, was a little excited at first when he saw Chu Chen, but soon a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, as if he wanted to say something but didn't dare.
Seeing this, Chu Chen asked with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist Feihong, I wonder what happened?"
Taoist Feihong, the mountain god, smiled more ugly than he cried: "Chief Mountain, I got into trouble again."
Chu Chen frowned, was he in trouble again?
"What happened?"
Taoist Feihong saw that Chu Chen was a little displeased, and felt depressed in his heart. Since his transfer, the years had been unfavorable and he had continued to have bad luck, which was sad.
He sighed and said:
"Mountain Chief, didn't you bring back a group of people for resettlement a few days ago? The imperial court hereby gave me a gift of incense and ordered me to use my magical power [Food Harvest] to produce food for the people for a year."
"I have been diligently cultivating the grains for the past two days, and the growth is gratifying. As a result, starting from this afternoon, I lost control of the divine power of the earth veins, resulting in the failure of my magical powers and a waste of incense power."
After saying that, Taoist Feihong's face was full of depression. He had wasted the power of incense. If there was no good remedy, he would have to make up for the remaining losses.
Chu Chen was originally a little unhappy, thinking that Taoist Feihong was unreliable and always made mistakes, but when he heard this, he looked strange and felt a little guilty.
Isn't it because he was refining the [Eternal Spring Treasure of Earth Letter Spiritual Seal]?
When offering sacrifices to the Dharma seal, he communicated with the Supreme Taoist Lord, and it was probably because he had somehow interfered with the earth's veins that the mountain god's magical powers were undone.
"Ahem~ Take me to see you first."
"Yes~"
Taoist Feihong responded feebly.
He had no hope of reversing the situation, and reporting to the mountain chief was just a matter of routine.
A group of people have good moral cultivation.
In a short time, one person and two ghosts came to the flat land outside Guangling Mountain.
On hundreds of acres of land, rice is lush and green. At first glance, it looks like it is growing well.
However, if you take a closer look, you can see that the rice is diseased, the vitality is quietly lost, and some rice is faintly yellow.
In the rice fields, a group of adult men and a group of boys and girls aged seven, eight and ten years old used huge leaf blades to hold water to water the rice fields, as if they wanted to save the rice.
Unfortunately, their power is limited and they cannot irrigate hundreds of acres of rice fields.
"Shan Chang, this piece of rice is ripened by the magical power [Five Grain Harvest]. It is different from ordinary rice. Without the magical power to maintain it, ordinary water and soil cannot support it."
The face of Feihong Mountain God is full of depression. He can irrigate hundreds of acres of rice with a little use of his magical power. Unfortunately, it is just a waste of effort.
"Fellow Daoist Feihong, how are you going to handle this matter next?"
Chu Chen asked casually.
Taoist Feihong looked distressed: "Mountain Chief, don't worry, this matter is my fault, and I will bear the responsibility to the end. This batch of grain cannot be saved with my magical power. I will ask for it later and use the incense I have accumulated in the past. Once again, I will use the power of the mountain god to bring about a good harvest and ensure that another batch of food will be produced for the people in a few days."
When Chu Chen heard this, he nodded slightly.
He asked, just to take a test, not really letting Feihong Mountain God take the blame.
However, this responsible statement made him quite satisfied.
Chu Chen's own family knew about his family affairs and understood that it might be him who caused the failure of the mountain god's magical power.
The mountain god can take responsibility, so he must also take responsibility.
Thinking of this, Chu Chen's consciousness fell on the rice fields ahead. After some investigation, a faint smile appeared on his face:
"Fellow Taoist Feihong, there is still hope. Pindao will try to see if he can save this batch of rice."
Taoist Feihong, the mountain god, was surprised: "Mountain Chief, do you have any idea?"
It's not that he doesn't believe in Shan Chang's supernatural powers.
He specializes in the art. As a mountain god, he connects with the earth's veins, so that he can use his magical power [Food Harvest] to produce a batch of grains in a short time.
Chu Chen smiled and did not answer Taoist Feihong. His sleeves automatically flew out without wind, and a golden divine seal flew out.
Flying in the sky, the Supreme Lord Shen Cun made a hand and recited a mantra.
"Edict!"
[Tuxin Spiritual Seal Changchun Treasure] A seal was printed on the rice field.
Taoist Feihong was always paying attention to the situation. When the [Tu Xin Seal] flew out, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, as if a majestic force was pressing on him, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.
However, what surprised him even more was that when the seal was printed on the ground, he immediately felt the power of the surrounding earth veins burst into vitality.
The continuous vitality is gathering towards the rice fields.
Immediately afterwards, an amazing scene happened.
The originally diseased rice grains regained their vitality. Not only that, but under the vitality and moisture of the earth, the rice grains began to grow rapidly again.
To say it was rapid is not quite appropriate. To be precise, it was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the green seedlings began to grow ears.
Not to mention Taoist Taoist Feihong, the mountain god, even the grown men, women, boys and girls in the field also noticed this scene and cheered one by one.
"The gods have appeared!"
"Thank you, Grandpa Mountain God!"
"It's not Grandpa Mountain God. Look, it's Immortal Master Shan Chang!"
Taoist Feihong swallowed when he saw the green seedlings sprouting ears instantly and becoming mature.
This magical power is even more amazing than the magical power of his mountain god's authority, [Fruit Harvest].
Thinking of this, Taoist Feihong looked at Chu Chen who was sitting in the clouds and showing off his magical powers, and was quite shocked.
Seeing that the rice was ripening at a speed visible to the naked eye, Chu Chen was satisfied and used his magical powers. Thinking of the middle-aged men and women in the rice fields, the boys and girls said:
"You guys, are you willing to join the Tao and practice with me?"
The sound was ethereal yet mighty, resounding throughout the valley.
