"Master, did you say that Senior Brother Yuan Hong is home?"
Qingyun asked boredly.
As soon as Yuan Hong left Yuquan Mountain, he and his master were left alone, and life became boring again.
"About...arrived?"
Yuding pondered, then suddenly his expression changed and he said, "How about I make a hexagram and take a look."
The Taoist inheritance is extensive and profound, and can be roughly divided into five categories: medicine, medicine, fortune telling, fortune telling, and divination.
The mountain person is the way of cultivating immortals and refining Qi; the doctor is the way of prescribing medicine to cure diseases and save people; the fortune teller is often said to tell a person's fortune based on his birth date;
Appearance is the art of physiognomy, which is divided into fortune telling, fortune telling, and fortune telling.
Immortals who have achieved immortality from the three religions naturally have a lot of time to study these skills, and they basically know a little bit about them.
As for other disciples, immortality is definitely their first choice at the beginning, but when they become hopeless after practicing it, those disciples will switch to fortune telling and fortune telling.
In this way, I will be able to eat when I go down the mountain.
Yu Ding is quite interested in this fortune-telling. For no other reason than because he was influenced by movies and TV dramas in the past and felt that the fortune-telling gestures are very handsome and very impressive.
In addition, there was also a fortune-telling book in Yuquan Mountain, so he did some research on it.
"Okay, okay, I used to be very good at fortune-telling!" Qingyun agreed.
Jade Cauldron nodded gently, showing his masterly attitude, took out a few gold coins, shook them in his hand and threw them down.
Qingyun said strangely: "Why don't you just count on your fingers?"
Yuding coughed dryly: "What do you know? It's not a good time to read the hexagrams by pinching your fingers today."
There is only one book on Money Gua in the entire Yuquan Mountain. After calculation, it is indeed more handsome and more stylish. The key is that there is no textbook.
His chance to become a self-taught person is gone.
Then he began to identify the hexagrams. After reading and studying them for a month, he was very confident in his fortune telling.
Qingyun said: "How is the hexagram?"
Yuding laughed and said: "Shangji, good, good, good, your senior brother will definitely get home safely."
A bright smile appeared on Qingyun's face and he said with a smile: "Then I'll be relieved."
…
A clear high cry came from the vast sky.
A golden eagle flapped its wings and flew quickly, its eyes sharp and pointed in one direction.
It is exactly what Yuan Hong changed!
At this moment, it is not planning to go home, but to a place called Qingyang Mountain.
There used to be a village with a population of more than a hundred people in the mountains. Oh, and by the way, there was an old mountain spirit who had been practicing for many years living in the mountains.
There is no mountain god in that mountain, so the old mountain spirit wants to become a mountain god.
However, its cultivation was too shallow and its Taoism was too low. It would take a long time to become a mountain god, so it thought of a way to use the essence of human flesh and blood to boost its cultivation.
Later, Shanjing and Qingyang Village prepared to make an agreement.
Provide him with blood food every year for training. After he becomes a god, he will no longer eat people and will protect Qingyang Village.
Ordinary people are looking forward to this agreement. The village leader and elders say that in the long run, they should agree.
Only one man expressed strong objections.
Because the mountain spirit was stabbed by him when he broke into the village, he also discovered that the mountain spirit was not invincible.
He is the number one warrior in the village, and also this boy's... father!
Then, the warrior led his people into the mountain to destroy the mountain spirit.
After a few days, everyone came back, and only this warrior died in Qingyang Mountain.
Just like that, the obstacles to reaching an agreement were gone, and the two sides hit it off...
Qingyang Village first bartered, using the cattle and sheep they raised to nearby villages to trade for them, robbed them, and stole their children...
When the exchange could not be obtained, the children of the village were used as sacrifices.
That time, the warrior's child became a sacrifice.
Of course, although Yuan Hong was mad with hatred at that time, he never thought of taking action against the mortals in the village.
He just went to find the mountain spirit that caused the disaster to avenge his best friend.
It was indeed as he expected at that time, both of them were seriously injured regardless of the top or bottom.
Later, the man from Qingyang Village arrived, carrying bows, arrows, steel forks and other weapons for hunting and fighting.
He told those people that the mountain spirit was dying, and then they shot cold arrows at him.
Do not harm their mountain gods...that's what they call them.
The proud and crazy laughter of the mountain elf still echoed in his heart:
"Do you want to avenge that father and son?"
"Then you have found the wrong person. That child was tied up and brought to me by someone from the village. The meat is really tender!"
"Also, his father didn't die in my hands."
"I admit that that man is indeed difficult to deal with and actually hurt me. If these people had listened to him, maybe I would really die."
"But it's a pity that no one believed him, and he didn't die in my hands, but in the hands of his tribe."
"Yes, yes, he was exactly the same as you are now, with an expression of disbelief and despair on his face, with arrows shot by his tribe stuck in his body..."
"So if you want revenge, you shouldn't look for me, you should look for those people behind you!"
Yuan Hong felt as if he was struck by lightning. He felt a bang in his head. He turned around and saw that the villagers in the village had fright on their faces, but they still trembled and shot arrows at him stubbornly.
In an instant, full of anger rushed into his mind!
Yuan Hong lost his mind...
When he woke up again, only the bodies were left on the ground, and the mountain spirit was nowhere to be found.
He knelt down weakly on the ground, helpless.
This is the first time in his hundreds of years of practice that he has killed a human being, and his hands are stained with human blood...
It is difficult to suppress animal nature, but it is easy to release it, and once it is released, it will be like a flood and be out of control.
The merits of his five or six hundred years of hard work were destroyed by this murder.
It was not easy to accumulate merit and become an immortal... This made him extremely desperate.
Coupled with the release of his animal nature, I am afraid that there is no hope of becoming an immortal, and he will become a demon when his will is depressed.
But the master forcefully pulled him back from the edge of the devil's path...
Thinking of this, Yuan Hong was filled with gratitude towards Jade Cauldron.
Yuding once asked him if he regretted it, and he said he didn't because he really felt that those people deserved to die and were worse than some beasts.
Coming here today, there is still a cause and effect that he has been thinking about.
If he can't solve it, he will have worries and it will be difficult for him to have a clear mind, let alone become a true immortal.
The golden eagle landed on the ground, and in a flash of light, Yuan Hong's human form appeared.
A handsome young man in white clothes.
The scenery in the mountains is good, with lush vegetation, wild flowers everywhere, and birds chirping and apes chirping from time to time. It gives you a natural beauty when you look around.
Yuan Hong walked along a path toward the mountains.
After walking for about a stick of incense, suddenly, fog filled the forest from nowhere.
For a time, the visibility of the scenery was less than three meters.
The chirping of birds and apes suddenly disappeared, as if someone had pressed the mute button.
Rusty!
There was only the strange sound of shaking leaves in the forest.
Yuan Hong stopped, raised his eyes and looked around, then retreated little by little towards a tree behind him.
Just when he was about to get close to the tree, the tree behind him also changed. The bark slowly flowed and stretched out two palms covered with green and black hair. The sharp nails showed a strange blue-black color.
Immediately afterwards, the upper body of a monster with a black face and fangs crawled out of the tree. It looked at the figure leaning towards it with a ferocious smile on its face and silently raised its claws.
Snapped!
But just as his claws were about to fall, a white-skinned hand appeared without warning and strangled his neck.
The mountain spirit's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.
what happened?
Yuan Hong slowly turned back with a smile on his face: "Long time no see, old friend."
"You..." The mountain spirit looked at the person in front of it in horror at the person it had just regarded as a feast.
haven't seen you for a long time?
Who are you!
Have we met?
The mountain spirit blinked his doubtful eyes and confirmed that the master in front of him was coming for it.
Then carefully searched its memory,
Then it was very sure that it had never seen the person in front of it.
Since I haven’t seen him before, what kind of thing does he mean by long time no see?
Then, it grabbed the pincer-like hand with two paws and tried to break free with all its strength.
But after eight hundred years of practice, its claws, which usually cut through stone like wood, only produced a cluster of sparks when scratching it, leaving not even a trace.
The mountain spirit looked at its proud claws and suddenly felt a deep sense of humiliation.
Yuan Hong was a little stunned when he saw his former opponent with a humiliated look on his face, like a pheasant that had no power to fight back and could only kick its legs feebly while being lifted into his hand.
Is this... still him?
He stayed in Yuquan Mountain for six years,
But he never started fighting with anyone. After all, apart from him, only Qingyun and his master were left on the mountain.
Qingyun can't beat him, and he can't beat his master, so he doesn't know how powerful he is.
It wasn't until he met his former rival today that he realized how powerful he was now. In just six years, his master had trained him to such a powerful level...
Yuan Hong was shocked by the jade tripod again.
"Remind me that I am..."
Yuan Hong retracted his thoughts and planned to remind Shan Jing of his identity.
But the sound suddenly stopped when he looked at his hands.
The mountain spirit is dead!
Its head drooped softly on Yuan Hong's hand, with dark green blood on the corners of its mouth. Its neck shrunk several times, and its black face was red with a look of pain, and it was breathless.
Squeeze...squeeze it to death!
Yuan Hong was silent for a moment.
Just when he was about to throw away the body of the mountain spirit and was about to leave, he suddenly shook his whole body and looked down at the mountain spirit again.
He thought of one of his master's last words before leaving.
Master said, if you don’t do it, it’s enough. If you do it, you must do it.
Don't leave any chance for your opponent to come back for revenge. It's best to avoid future troubles.
What Master said is absolutely correct.
He had no doubt of this.
This mountain spirit has done many evil things and will definitely deserve to die.
But how can we avoid future troubles forever?
Yuan Hong thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he punched his left palm with his right fist.
He's enlightened again!
Then, he chanted a spell and pointed at the corpse, and a ball of flames appeared out of thin air and fell on the mountain spirit's corpse.
Then Yuan Hong followed his mentor's instructions and performed a series of operations on the mountain spirit, including burning its body, burning its soul, and cutting off its reincarnation.
"call……"
After doing all this, Yuan Hong let out a long breath.
The state of mind is instantly clear, there is no longer any worries in the heart, and there is no need to worry about distractions when going through the tribulation.
"You can become an immortal!"
Yuan Hong said softly, looking up at the sky.
Thick black clouds arrived as expected.
Soon after, thunderclouds filled Qingyang Mountain, and the thunder shook the earth.
Three days later, a white light flew towards Nanfangbuzhou.
"Master asked me to find an opportunity to go to Duke Dongwang to register my immortality book after I become an immortal."
Yuan Hong's thoughts flashed: "But I'd better go home first if I've been away for too long. Master asked me to guide those guys to the right path if I have time..."
A few days later.
When Yuan Hong arrived at Nanzhan Buzhou, he seemed to be able to see his hometown of Meishan and his gang of monkeys and grandchildren.
But suddenly, Yuan Hong's expression changed.
A battlefield blocked the way forward, and the cry of killing resounded from all directions.
