In the mountain, the sacred tree reached straight into the sky, but suddenly, the big star hanging in the sky fell smoothly into the turtle mountain.
The movement of the sacred tree is not like the thunderous unicorn that slams a large star fragment into the mountain, nor is it like the violent impact of the mountain growing out of thin air, causing the large star fragment to shatter layers of soil and rocks like a broken bamboo.
The Jianmu described by the young god is even more like a pair of powerful arms.
This sacred tree's arm is really capable of picking up stars, but it can easily catch falling stars from the sky.
It's so light and easy to lift, which allows people to see the ethereal appearance of the immortal family, and the majesty of gods, humans, gods and objects!
In Wang Wengong's slightly absent-minded eyes, the arm transformed from the sacred tree placed the fragment of the big star lightly to the east of Turtle Mountain.
If someone could look down at the boundary of Guishan Mountain from the sky, he could clearly see that there are huge mountains tens of thousands of feet high in the three directions of Guishan Mountain.
These three huge mountains are different from each other.
Thunder flashes from time to time on Beishan Mountain. This mountain seems to be the mountain where the God of Thunder lives in mythical records.
Nanshan is plain and simple, just surrounded by a gray dust.
It was a big star that fell into the world and turned the earth and rocks into powder. Now it lingers around the Nanshan Mountain.
Although it is completely gray, the dust and powder surrounding it add a bit of mystery to Nanshan out of thin air.
The most surprising thing is Dongshan. When Dongshan lands, it is surrounded by countless flowers, plants and trees. When the trees in the mountain disappeared, the east mountain turned into a primitive jungle, and there were even vast ancient trees on it.
If an unfamiliar person sees this Dongshan Mountain, he may mistakenly think that this mountain is a natural wonder of heaven and earth.
The three mountains are all transformed from the big star in the sky. The big star in the sky is a hundred miles in diameter. Even if it is split into three pieces, the three mountains are still tens of thousands of feet high.
At 1.3 meters, Beishan, the smallest of the three mountains, is nearly 30,000 feet high, already higher than Mount Everest!
Dongshan is the highest, with a height of seventy thousand feet. Even if you stand hundreds of miles away, you can still clearly see Dongshan standing like an ancient giant in the mountain.
If you only have to look up at the cities and towns within a radius of three hundred miles of Guishan Mountain, the three peaks standing in the mountain will be visible to your eyelids.
Even if it is the shortest Nanshan Mountain, the first half reaches straight into the sky.
If Li Taibai had seen these three mountains in the Tang Dynasty, he would have left a few more eternal poems for future generations.
If you stand a hundred miles away and see the Turtle Mountain here, you can see the three mountains standing between them, vaguely like three giants surrounding them, guarding the Turtle Mountain behind them?
If future generations ask what the gods are capable of, they will only see the three big stars in the sky turning into sacred mountains, and they will understand clearly what magical powers the gods and men in this mountain have!
"The gods on the mountain are worthy of their name, but the people below the mountain are short-sighted and presumptuous, and they often offend..."
Wang Wengong was the witness to all this. When the dust settled, Wang Wengong looked sad and bowed to the young man in front of him.
He was a witness to the changes in the sky here. He saw with his own eyes that the god in front of him reached out and picked up the stars in the sky with just one finger. He also saw that the young god turned the stars in the sky into mountains on the earth in a few words.
Just these stars picked while talking and laughing, and the ability to control wind, fire, water and earth in words are enough to be called a god and a true immortal.
"He is not a god on the mountain, but a poor fellow who is stuck on the road!"
Listening to Wang Wen Gong's words in front of him, and seeing Wang Wen Gong's sad face again, the young godman pulled Wang Wen Gong and sat down again at the stone table under the date tree.
"It's Yuan who didn't serve tea to Mr. Da."
Yuan Sheng ignored the changes his actions would bring to the world below the mountain. He took Wang Wengong to sit down and personally made a cup of hot tea for the old man in front of him.
Between great sorrow and great joy, it is most tiring and heartbreaking for people.
If Yuan Sheng had ignored him, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Wang Wengong would have lost ten years of his life after seeing such a situation.
The tea in Yuan Sheng's hand is a wild tea from the mountains, but it also contains divine leaves.
The sacred tree had not fully grown, and Yuan Sheng was not willing to pick it too much. He only cut off three or two leaves and brewed about ten pots of hot tea.
He learned the time and space ninjutsu. This hot tea is placed in a different space similar to that in a sealed scroll. Even if it is taken out a hundred years later, it will still be steaming.
This tea also contains mild natural energy. If an ordinary person takes a sip, the natural energy will warm and nourish all the meridians in the body, and it is true that it is possible to live an extra three to five years.
This is Yuan Sheng's crime in front of Wang Wen.
Although everything happened for a reason, Yuan Sheng ultimately owed something to Wang Wengong in front of him.
"The man of God said that he fell into this world due to calamity. I dare to ask, does the man of God come from the other three thousand worlds in the Buddhist scriptures?"
Seeing the kind expression of the young man in front of him, Wang Wengong thought that everything was finally done, and it was useless to dwell on the previous issues.
What's more, there is nothing wrong with all the Xia and Jiuzhou, and the god in front of him has the power to pick up the stars and shake the world.
Wang Wengong only suppressed all the thoughts in his heart. He held the hot tea in his hand but did not drink it. Instead, he opened his mouth and tried to ask about the origin of the god in front of him.
"As you heard, Mr. Yuan is indeed from outside this world."
When Yuan Sheng saw Wang Anshi holding hot tea but not drinking it, he nodded first and then waved to the jujube tree beside him.
The jujube tree seemed to have a spirit. The jujubes from the tree fell on the stone chessboard and were pushed to Wang Wengong by Yuan Sheng.
"Yuan cannot tell the truth from the three thousand worlds of the Buddhist scriptures."
"I'm not afraid of making fun of you, but I have only seen three different worlds so far. The three thousand worlds mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures are really too far away for me."
Yuan Sheng spoke slowly, then shook his head and sighed. As he spoke, Yuan Sheng pushed the dates in front of Wang Wengong. Visible to the naked eye, these three originally green dates were ripe in an instant?
Seeing such a magical scene, Wang Wengong's face did not change at all.
Having seen the divine being in front of him with great supernatural powers, and seeing such flowers and fruits growing and maturing, Wang Wengong was already in an ordinary state of mind.
While listening to Yuan Sheng's words, Wang Wengong was sipping tea from a small cup.
As the tea entered his stomach, Wang Wenggong felt heat flowing through his limbs and bones for a moment, and then there was a natural transparency lingering around his body.
As for the dates in front of him, Wang Wengong only twisted one, but the other two were put into his sleeves by Wang Wengong without leaving a trace.
"Since gods and men come from outside the sky, I wonder what they will do if they enter this world?"
Seeing that Yuan Sheng's expression was still kind, Wang Wengong pondered for a moment and then asked the question in his heart.
At this moment, Wang Wengong was just like Zhao Xu, the official of the Zhao Song Dynasty, wanted to win the man in front of him into the Song Dynasty. These words were just insinuating.
"It's just to establish a Taoist lineage and open a fairy gate. I just hope that someone can become my Taoist friend!"
"Eternal life is long, but if it is heartless, it is nothing more than a rock in the mountains or a gentle breeze in the sky. It seems immortal, but it is heartless and heartless."
"Yuan wants to open a fairy gate in this world, so he can travel with three or two Taoist friends, talking about the past and the present, and expounding the scriptures."
Yuan Sheng looked at Wang Wengong in front of him and didn't hide much in his words.
He was not born to be such a magnanimous person, but at the age of 100, Yuan Sheng had become accustomed to expressing his thoughts in words.
At the age of 100, Yuan Sheng realized a few truths. One of the truths is that conspiracies and schemes will always be exposed one day. Instead of working hard, it would be more satisfying to be frank.
What's more, since Yuan Sheng is preparing to establish a Taoist lineage in this world and open an immortal sect, he must have the bearing of a Taoist ancestor!
Yes, yes!
Do you really think that Yuan Shenghui’s great efforts are just for this?
Since there are no immortals in this world, why can't he, Yuan Sheng, be the Taoist ancestor and even open an immortal gate in this world and forge the path of immortality!
Even though he has become a first-class fake immortal, Yuan Sheng still loves this praise from the world and loves this eternal name!
"Establish a Taoist lineage and open an immortal gate..."
"Doesn't this mean that all the people under the mountain like us can hope to become immortals and become gods?"
Wang Anshi's eyes widened suddenly. He was also from the mountains, and he was still living in the world of mortals.
He does not seek immortality for himself, but he, Wang Wengong, also has descendants. If one or two of his descendants are lucky enough to become immortals...
Such thoughts just arose in Wang Wengong's mind, and they overflowed like rivers and lakes.
"Having said that, I don't want anyone in this world to practice my way."
When Yuan Sheng saw Wang Wen Gong's eyes widening, he poured cold water on Wang Wen Gong in front of him.
"I once heard a saying, those who resemble me will live, those who resemble me will die, and those who imitate me will go crazy."
"I see that there is cultivation in this world, and there is also a scene of hundreds of flowers blooming, but it is limited to the time and vision, and it stops before the great road."
"Although he established a Taoist lineage and opened a sect of immortals, Yuan wanted to take the martial arts as a foundation and create his own path to practice."
Yuan Sheng's eyes were as bright as fire. He was not prepared to hide the ninjutsu in the Naruto world, but he would slightly modify it according to this world, more as a reference for others.
What he looks forward to more is the fruit of the collision of wisdom between the two worlds, rather than really cultivating people like him.
There will definitely be people in the world who are extremely talented and have extraordinary experience. It is not difficult to navigate this path of spiritual practice!
As for why Yuan Sheng said this to Wang Wengong in front of him, he was interested in the martial arts classics of the Zhao family of the Song Dynasty.
The Zhao family sits in the Song Dynasty, and it is impossible to say that there are no martial arts classics in the Song Dynasty palace.
Yuan Sheng used the experience of traveling in the mountains and rivers as a reference, but he stopped at the level of Zhenqi martial arts.
If he could supplement his own foundation with the martial arts in the Song Dynasty Palace, he alone would be able to create all kinds of strange magical skills!
"Taking martial arts as the root, practicing the path of spiritual practice..."
Wang Wengong read Yuan Sheng's words, but he felt quite helpless in his heart.
He is smart, but he doesn't know what the young god in front of him has not said clearly. This young god wants to browse the martial arts classics in the palace, and I am afraid that he will have to take the initiative to provide them to the Song Dynasty royal family...
But thinking about the other party's magical power and the other party's identity, Wang Anshi couldn't say no at this time.
It's just that Wang Wengong can't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart. It's true that God is a God, but he can't catch me alone!
"The tea you drink can probably extend your life for fifteen years. The jujubes from the mountains are also among the rare flowers and fruits."
"In fact, it's not that Yuan doesn't want to teach his magical powers. It's actually the restriction of heaven in this place. If he wants to open a road to immortality in this world, he has to reopen the path of cultivation."
Yuan Sheng first pointed out the preciousness of the tea in Wang Wengong's hand, and then pointed out the magical dates in Wang Wengong's sleeves. This is how he explained the reason.
These words are not Yuan Sheng's nonsense. The laws of other worlds always conflict with this world.
It's just that Yuan Sheng's own cultivation naturally doesn't have many problems. After all, he himself is someone who dares to face the will of God.
But if there are too many teachings, Yuan Sheng is not sure if someone has cultivated to a deep level, whether the will of this world will directly expel those who have learned the methods of other worlds.
