He recalled the face of the young man who was seventy percent similar to the person in front of him.
He watched the mountain for five hundred years, guarded the mountain for five hundred years, and protected the mountain for five hundred years. Unknowingly, he gained the recognition of Qingmang Mountain and the recognition of heaven and earth, and thus became the god of this mountain.
He does not need incense sacrifices or the approval of any human emperor, because heaven and earth have already recognized Him.
From that moment on, the mountain is Him, and He is not just the mountain.
Originally, he thought that after he became a mountain god, there would not be many beings in the world that he needed to fear.
However, three years ago, when he saw the young man who stepped into his dream and sought his discussion, he once again realized the height of the sky, the vastness of the earth, and the insignificance of himself.
He recalled the feeling when he first came to this world, opened his eyes, and looked at the world.
Therefore, after he was awakened by the great demon White Snake and heard the great demon narrate his tragic experience, he understood the source of that awe-inspiring aura and had no feelings about what Bai Qi had experienced. It was natural and should be like this.
However, the person who caused this awe-inspiring energy to appear in the mountain was the younger brother of that person. Whether it was blood or soul aura, they were so similar, which made him a little unsure.
Even so, the order in the mountain, as the mountain god, still needs to be maintained. Haoran Qi should not appear in the mountain, as it will disrupt or even destroy the original order of the mountain.
Feng Qingan looked at the elegant man in green shirt who was sitting across from him with a smile and sipping tea, and asked,
"Wild tea in the mountains, I hope you don't laugh!"
Feng Qing'an humbly asked for advice. It was rare to find a great master. Although he didn't understand the method he had cultivated, at least the other party was at a high level. As the saying goes, one method can be used to master all methods, so he could give him some guidance.
The physical touch and the warmth of the tea came together. Feng Qingan lowered his head. He was really surprised at this moment. He couldn't help but hold the tea cup and pick it up.
"How could you not know?"
"I invited you here not to discuss your eldest brother with you. He is not someone I can evaluate."
No matter how much Feng Qing'an muttered in his heart, he, who was cast by the mountain god and manifested his body here, could only watch the mountain god's performance honestly. It must be said that this great god's tea skills were very smooth and smooth, which was particularly pleasing to the eye.
Feng Qing'an couldn't help it anymore and asked, but as he spoke, he raised his obviously translucent palm and touched the tea cup.
Feng Qingan didn't understand, and felt that the great god in front of him was just giving a small punishment.
The mountain god was very considerate and did not continue talking, but Feng Qingan himself knew very well that he looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind, or that there was nothing that could be blown away by the wind at all.
Therefore, he sent the ginseng spirit to use the fallen scales as a token to bring the wolf demon that could ignore Haoran Qi. After sensing the emergence of Feng Qingan's will, he sent the white wolf to invite him here.
"..."
"What's the difference?"
Feng Qing'an was silent. The practice method that a mountain god praised was indeed very good. However, he could not understand it. Even judging from the description of the mountain god, he had not fully exploited the potential characteristics of the practice method.
come out.
The mountain god explained.
Hearing this, Feng Qing'an's eyes lit up, and without thinking too much, he drank the tea in the jade cup in his hand like a cow chewing Dudan.
"have no idea!"
The tea entered the throat, turned into mist, and soaked into the whole body. A feeling of ecstasy suddenly came, and Feng Qingan felt so comfortable that he just wanted to moan.
But at this time, when Feng Qing'an faced the enquiry, he picked up the tea cup and drank tea leisurely. The refreshing and refined mountain god with the style of a celebrity replied like this.
Looking at Feng Qing'an's expectant eyes, the mountain god smiled, then waved his sleeve and swept it gently. Between them, a sapphire table appeared, and on it emerged a set of crystal clear tea sets that looked like they were carved from white ice.
"The Taoist Yin gods I have seen look like real people, lifelike, and even the skin texture can be clearly seen. As for you..."
"Can I still drink tea like this?"
Wild tea and the like are naturally the mountain god's self-effacement. What can be worse than the things placed on the table by the god? It is not a spiritual thing, but it is better than a spiritual thing.
"I just pulled out this distraction of yours. What caused you to look like this is the method you practiced. How can I understand this? This is also the first time I have seen such an exquisite method!"
"You don't understand it yourself, so how can I understand everything? However, in my opinion, your distraction is quite similar to the Yin Shen of the Dao Sect, but it is also very different."
But even so, Feng Qing'an felt extremely happy. After all, he didn't care what he was compared with. Anyone who could cultivate the Taoist Yin God must be a land god or the like.
He could clearly feel that his body was sitting in that quiet and peaceful village where chickens and dogs were chatting with each other. He could even see all the furnishings in the room, but at the same time he was sitting opposite the mountain god, and he could even
Picked up the tea handed by the mountain god.
"Try a taste and see how it tastes. I haven't tried it in a hundred years!"
"What state am I in now?"
But at this moment, standing on the sea of clouds, there was a great god next to him, and even a great demon. Behind him was his pet beast. Feng Qing'an endured the uncomfortable feeling and did not lose his etiquette.
"Um?"
Feng Qing'an, who was like a country bumpkin, watched the mountain god complete the snow-like operation, and saw the mountain god put a jade cup filled with green tea in front of him.
Seeing the mountain god sitting at the tea table, Feng Qing'an was filled with doubts and was also quite slanderous, so she sat down with him.
"The tea is about to get cold. Let's have a sip. The taste won't be good when it's cold. Although I can't see through the method you practice, you are cultivating the soul after all. This wild tea of mine has the effect of warming and nourishing the soul. It will be good for you.
There are some benefits too!”
But no matter how good the tea is, what does it have to do with him? In his current state, even gusts of wind can pass through, but he can still taste tea? Don't be kidding.
Feng Qing'an looked at the elegant scholar in green shirt in front of him, who couldn't help but want to get close to him, and waited for him to continue speaking. However, he didn't expect that this mountain legend changed his mind and had no intention of continuing the discussion in depth.
He really couldn't understand it, because the way he was now was beyond his cognition.
"..."
"Too weak!"
"How does it taste?"
Not paying attention to Feng Qingan's vulgar behavior, the mountain god asked with a smile.
"Can I have another drink?"
Feng Qing'an hesitated for a moment, then put the empty jade cup in his hand on the table, pushed it forward, and asked shamelessly.