The next morning.

Three hundred miles outside Qinghe Village, clouds and mist.

Trench

Two white cranes with wings spread like clouds flapped their wings and landed in the mountains and forests, causing gusts of wind, vegetation and trees were low, and sand and stones were flying.

After the wind stops and the grass is quiet.

A man and a woman jumped off the crane's back, with a fairy figure, a look of extraordinary appearance and no dust, but there was a bit of fatigue between her eyebrows.

"It's really unlucky. I actually encountered the Shura Tide. Not only did I lose the Xie Xie compass, but Lan Yu Feiting was also broken. When I went back, I would be scolded by my master again."

The girl in the white dress leaned against the white crane's legs, sighing, looking desperate.

"It would be good if you could save your life. If the master knew that we were encountering Shura Tide, we wouldn't blame us."

The young man had no choice but to comfort him, looked around and saw the dense forest around him, and the misty place was so dark that he couldn't help but frown. He pinched the seal with his right hand, and a golden light appeared at his fingertips.

"Where is the God of the Land in this place? Come and see me!"

With a light roar, the golden light instantly shot into the ground.

Haha

After a while, the sound of horse hooves from far to near sounded in the thick fog.

"Well!"

The reins are tight and the horse stops.

The brother and sister looked down and saw a five- or six-year-old child wearing a red bellyband jumping off the one-horned white horse that was less than a person's knees.

The little boy walked barefoot to the two of them, looked at them with his hands behind his back, and said, "The two immortal families, I don't know where the cave heaven come from, which immortal sect, what's the matter with calling the little god?"

The elegant young man was not surprised by this. He took out a white jade jade plaque from his arms, turned his head, and saw his junior sister staring at the snow-white pony without blinking, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but he couldn't help but cough and stop it: "Cough cough, junior sister, Feixian jade plaque."

"Oh oh oh..." The girl reacted like she came back to her senses. Xia Feifei's cheeks hurriedly took out a jade token of the same texture from her cuffs and threw it over.

The young man took it and handed it to the child together.

"Three generations of disciples, Shu Jinchun, Su Yiyi... Huh? Sanjingshan, Baizhu Cave Heaven, Feixianmen, have an impression.

Um?!

I remembered that your cave owner is an old man with one-armed silver hair?"

The child who climbed to the sky looked at it a few times, and his originally smiling face suddenly became cold, and his tone became a little stiff. He threw it back to the jade token in disgust.

Well……

Shu Jinchun caught it, stunned for a moment, a little confused, but replied in confusion: "It is the ancestor Bai Zhu Zhenjun, I don't know..."

"snort!"

The little boy's nose was spurted with yellow earth, and he said with hatred: "Do you know how his hand broke?

It was because I stole a seven-miao Linglong bamboo that I had raised for five thousand years and was punished by heaven!

Hum... Forget it, let me tell you, I also want to defend something like that shameless child, how can I be considered stealing?

Tell me, what's the matter?"

this……

After hearing this dark history of the ancestor, the brother and sister couldn't help but look at each other, their faces turned red and a little embarrassed.

Be silent for a while.

Seeing that the little boy was a little impatient, Shu Jinchun gritted his teeth and said, "My brother and sister are completing the assessment of the sect's training, but when they encountered Shura Tide, they lost the sect's compass, and then..."

"Shura Chao?" Hearing the sound, the little boy couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and grinned and teased: "The two little immortals are good at it. When ordinary Taoist fire meets Shura Chao, it is difficult to keep a soul and half of the soul if you run away from your life."

"It's all because of the karma given by the master before leaving. If we don't have our abilities, we will be ashamed of taking responsibility."

Shu Jinchun waved his hand, looking lingering in fear.

"Karma Huo? Swish, your master is willing to give up..."

The little boy touched his nose, and his eyes flashed with disdain. When he remembered the serious matter, he smiled and stretched out his little hand and said, "It's okay to tell you, but this rule cannot be left out."

"This is nature." Shu Jinchun seemed to have expected it. She closed her eyes slightly, and a golden light flashed between her eyebrows, and a square green jade box the size of a palm flew out.

He took it, opened it, handed it to the little boy, pointing at the two thumbs-sized golden carp in the water, which was sucking and emitting a dim breath in the water, and said, "Two hundred-year-old spirits of the earth veins, I hope the land god will not dislike it."

"improvise……"

When the little boy saw two golden carp, he showed a hint of satisfaction on his face. He stuck his hands out, grabbed them, threw them into his mouth, sucked them and sniffed them slightly, smacking his lips with unfinished feelings.

Then he replied: "Three hundred miles east, there is a village named Qinghe, which contains what you are looking for, but..."

"Thank you, the God of Land." Shu Jinchun hurriedly thanked him when he heard the preface, but when he heard the following words, he couldn't help but frown and asked, "I don't know what happened?"

"Oh, it's okay to tell you." The little boy showed sadness, wiped the tears that did not exist in the corner of his eyes, and said, "A few days ago, a mountain god was born there, but he never thought that when he transformed, he was a mandrille who had become a spirit, and he used some means to seize the fruit position.

If you two lose your karma, try not to provoke murder. Otherwise, if the punishment of heaven comes, even if it is only 19, you will be dissipated and suffer unintentional disasters."

The mandrill that seized the position of the Mountain God Fruit?

Shu Jinchun frowned and asked in detail, but when he saw the little boy riding a horse and was about to leave, he could only put away his thoughts and folded his fists and thanked him: "Thank you for the Land God's reminder, if you have a chance in the future..."

"Hey hey, stop." The little boy on the foal waved his hand and said sarcastically: "If you don't come and stretch out your hands, I will be satisfied with the little god."

After saying that, he ignored the awkward two people, pulled up the reins, and drove the foal away.

Su Yiyi looked at the direction of the mountain god leaving, and she was reluctant to leave, obviously thinking about the little foal. After a while, she withdrew her gaze and asked Shu Jinchun, who frowned and thoughtful, "Senior brother, listen to the tone of the Land God, He has little respect for the masters in the True Lord realm. The birth date must be extremely long and his ability should be quite good.

As the spirit of heaven and earth, why didn’t He destroy that mandrill?”

Shu Jinchun came back to her senses, shook her head and said helplessly: "Junior sister, I told you to read more books on weekdays, but you are just too playful.

Whether it is a mountain god, a land, or even the spirits of heaven and earth such as Hebo, a lake god...

They are all unique creatures that have been nurtured by the heaven and earth after a long period of time. In a sense, they are all real sons of heaven and earth. No matter how big the strength gap between them is, there is no distinction between high and low in the eyes of the Heavenly Dao. They are all brothers and sisters.

And that fruit position is the identity certificate.

Therefore, even if the land god knows that the mountain god has been replaced, he cannot take action.

If He takes action, it would be equivalent to killing his brother in front of his parents, and he would end up with a good end?"

"Oh." Su Yiyi blinked her eyes a few times, looked like she had been taught, and then asked, "Then we..."

"The first birth of the mountain god fruit is occupied by evil spirits. If there is karma fire in hand, we will probably harvest a lot of yin fluid.

Alas... It's a pity, give up. Just wipe out the evil spirits in Qinghe Village, don't pay attention to it."

After saying that, he let out a long sigh, shook his head, and turned over the white crane's back. After Su Yiyi sat down, she patted the crane's back lightly.

Baihe raised his head and screamed, flapped his wings, and raised a strong wind. After a few breaths, he flew into the dark clouds and flew straight to the east at a very fast speed.

...

Qinghe Village, outside the ancestral hall.

The rain is endless, and the cold wind is as cold as a knife.

The villagers stood in front of the newly piled firewood piles and looked at the bodies carrying them from all over the village, their eyes were empty and their expressions were numb.

"Another one, it's Uncle Big."

In the crowd, Chen Crooker looked at another corpse with an angry face and was carried onto the fire, arranged neatly with the other dozen, and couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Beside him, Jiang Wuye stood up silently, and the coldness in his eyes was so strong that water dripped out.

Last night, after killing the Black Zombie, he kept running around the village, searching for strange things.

But no matter how he speeds up, he always slows down one step. After arriving, he was given only a cold corpse with a face with a seven-emotional look.

Everything seems to be destined long ago, and no matter how hard you struggle, you can't change it.

"Huh... it's soon, it's soon."

Jiang Wuye, who looked at the final panel, clenched his fist hard, let out a long breath, and his red eyes gradually returned to normal.

"Let's do it...it's fire."

The last corpse was lifted onto a pile of firewood, his face full of haggardness, and his dark circles were obvious. Old Chen trembled and raised his hand to signal the fire.

Several men holding torches walked forward with numb expressions and held the torch high.

Around the villager's eyes were empty and dull, and he let the cold wind invade, his hair was flying randomly, like puppets.

Despair is like a mountain, which makes everyone unable to breathe.

"Cry"

Suddenly, just as the men were about to throw out the torch, a loud cry came from the sky, like a pair of big hands tearing apart the dark clouds, which instantly restored everyone's vitality and subconsciously looked up.

"What a big crane, is this a spiritual creature?"

"Look, there is someone on the crane's back!"

"It's an immortal! I heard from my grandfather before that the legendary immortal can ride a crane to control the wind... The immortal is here to save us, hahaha."
To be continued...