Ning Caichen scratched his head somewhat honestly:
"In that case, I will call you Miss Nie Yu."
But he saw the other party smiling brightly:
"Young master, you don't need to be born, just call me Xiaoqian."
Ning Caichen sat down at a loss.
As a scholar who came to Beijing to take the exam, he didn't bring much luggage, mostly books and basic daily necessities.
"Master, have you brought some food?"
"Ah, I brought some pancakes with me, which are enough to satisfy my hunger. When we get to the town, we can naturally change them to some that taste better."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a small table placed in front of Ning Caichen.
On top is delicious food.
"Mr. Ning, my little girl's craftsmanship is pretty good. If you don't mind it, you can try it."
Ning Caichen waved his hand quickly:
"What makes this happen? I ate these. Girl, what do you eat?"
Nie Xiaoqian covered her face and smiled softly, like a peach blossom:
"Don't worry, sir, I live nearby and there will be no shortage of food."
"Come……"
Amid laughter, Nie Xiaoqian even poured a glass of water and wine for Ning Caichen.
Ning Caichen blushed and was no longer polite.
When the food entered his mouth, he couldn't help but frown.
This smell...why does it feel a bit familiar?
…
In Lanxi Town, Sang and Zhao already understood when they saw the common people dancing special Nuo opera dance steps and running towards Heishan one by one with torches.
Sunlight Golden Old Man and Mrs. Xiayun must have manipulated the Eighty Kings to go to Black Mountain.
After all, although today's Black Mountain makes people wonder why it can transform from a long totem of the Gouli Dynasty into a mountain ghost of the Ming Dynasty, the core of whether it is a mountain god or a mountain ghost is the mountain.
If you lose your mountain, the mountain god will disappear directly.
Although mountain ghosts who have not accepted the canonization will not die, their vitality will be severely damaged.
At this time, at the foot of Black Mountain, many people had prepared torches, oil, and wine, and began to sprinkle them around.
Sang's eyebrows sank and he immediately said:
"No, even if Montenegro's crimes are monstrous, we can't burn the mountain!"
"In this case, it will be fine if Sunshine Golden Prince and Mrs. Xiayun are backlashed."
"It is the real sin to cause the death of all life in this mountain!"
Zhao Zhenren said:
"Otherwise, the people of Lanxi Town will be trapped?"
Sang immediately rejected the proposal:
"Inappropriate!"
"They are now being manipulated by magic. No one knows whether the caster will harm the people in these towns when the plan cannot be completed."
"Secondly, even if the two of us travel as fast as the sea, we can't lock the entire town. This is a bottomless pit and putting the cart before the horse!"
"Zhenzhen Zhao, without further ado, let's split up!"
"Whether you find the mountain ghost or the two totems, send a signal immediately and stop the other party!"
Zhao Zhenren nodded.
The two immediately split up and went up to Montenegro in different directions.
Dong Ming swept away the trees in front of him with a whisk, and kept moving towards the top of the mountain.
Soon, he discovered the mystery on the black mountain.
"This is... Qimen Dunjia?"
"The art of Feng Shui?"
"No wonder, neither I nor Cheng noticed the existence of villages and mountain ghost temples on this mountain last time!"
Thinking of this, Sang's eyes once again shed a scarlet color.
The whisk was like a whip, and it suddenly hit some inexplicable directions.
There is ground, there are walls, and there are trees.
But after destroying the whipping position, the geographical location in front of him changed instantly.
Soon, Sang saw a village - Heishan Village!
"Is this right here?"
Sang frowned, holding a fly whisk and a rosary in his hands, he entered slowly.
At this time, there are still many people living in Heishan Village.
"Huh? Are you a foreigner?" Suddenly a plainly dressed peasant woman walked over slowly.
However:
"Bang!"
Sang waved the fly whisk, and a deep crack instantly appeared on the ground between the two!
"What...are you?"
With sharp eyes, Sang stared coldly at the person in front of him.
The other party was stunned for a moment, then showed a hospitable smile:
"Master, I am a villager in this Black Mountain Village."
"But our place is very remote. It's not easy for Master to find this place."
"Yeah..." Sang gave a cold smile: "Illusion, Feng Shui, and this almost impeccable disguise..."
"It seems...that my way of cultivating the Nine Provinces has indeed declined."
"If you had such a low level of cultivation during the Qin Dynasty, you would have become a piece of fur in the hands of hunters!"
Without waiting for the other party to speak, he threw the sangfo bead and hit the other party's chest hard.
With a fox's wail, the man's body directly transformed into a white fox.
If you look closely, you will see that there are only two tails.
Sang was filled with murderous intent and snorted coldly:
"It's just two tails, it's just a monster that has just gained wisdom. Who gave you the courage to confuse ordinary people here!"
The two-tailed white fox immediately backed away in fear:
"Mage, spare your life!"
"Although we are monsters, we have never done anything evil!"
"We have been cultivating on this black mountain and have never even gone out."
"Really?" Sang's eyes were cold: "My eyes are made of Kunlun Mountain's immortal blood jade."
"The method I practice is the method of enlightening myself."
"My magical weapon only hurts spirits and monsters with karma."
"If you devote yourself to practice, how could you be knocked back to your original shape by just one move from me?"
Saying that, Sang swept the dust around to disperse the surrounding dust, stepped directly over the two-tailed white fox, and looked at the other panicked "people" in the village, filled with evil anger:
"Whether it's the Black Mountain Ghost, the Immortal Charm, or the storyteller in the ghost market..."
"No matter what, since I'm here, I can't help you plot against Ah Cheng!"
"come out!"
"Otherwise, I will go on a killing spree here!"
With the sound of killing, all the fox demons were startled and fled with horror on their faces.
Sang didn't stop him, he just looked in one direction coldly.
Immediately:
"Taoist Master Nanhua, why are you doing this?"
Seemingly helpless, yet seemingly understanding, the Black Mountain of Ten Immortality Totems slowly floated down from above.
At this time, Heishan waved his folding fan lightly, showed an elegant smile, and nodded slightly:
"We haven't seen each other for a thousand years, right?"
Sang's eyes closed slightly:
"Today, I am not a Taoist from Nanhua. I am just a fellow practitioner of the three religions."
"Looking at your appearance, I'm afraid this eight-tailed white fox's body is not yours either."
"You took away the body!"
Heishan smiled and said:
"Don't worry, I didn't hurt his life."
"I will return this mountain to the real mountain ghost."
"But before that, I need to accomplish two things."
Sang frowned and could only guess based on the remaining memories he got from Bai Lu and Dan He:
"Do you want to get rid of the responsibilities of Shi Changsheng?"
"If that's the case, there's no need to go to such trouble."
"Actually, if you hadn't taken action, Danhe and Bailu would have succeeded by now."
Heishan said:
"My obsession cannot be told to you."
In an instant, the entire mountain began to rumble and shake.
Taking a closer look, the huge Eighty King was already stepping forward step by step!
Upon seeing this, Sang immediately sent a signal to inform Zhao Zhenren.
At this time, the Eighty-year-old King issued the voice of Sunguang Jinweng and Mrs. Xiayun:
"Heishan, you have committed a heinous crime and hurt the Lord. You deserve to die!"
Montenegro grinned:
"Am I guilty enough?"
"When you learned that human beings are more important than us in the Lord's heart, didn't you also join in the rebellion?"
"What are you talking to me about now?"
"How ridiculous!"
Heishan said no more, and a towering mountain slowly appeared behind him!
The mountain looked so full of life, as if it had pierced the clouds in the sky.
Seeing this, the other white foxes ran away one after another.
The two totems who control the Eighty Kings no longer talk nonsense:
"die!"
The hands and feet formed by dragon and lion dances seemed to come to life at this time, turning into real dragons and lions.
Attacks with bared fangs and claws, roaring sharp teeth, all crashed into the Black Mountain.
at the same time:
"ignition!"
There was a roar from below.
Immediately afterwards, layers of heat waves came up!
Sang's face darkened:
"As the totem of the Juli Dynasty, I can ignore any grievances you have."
"But now, if you want to set fire to my mountain of the Ming Dynasty, you are deceiving the emperor and neglecting your superiors. It is impossible to tolerate!"
As soon as the words fell, the mulberry rose into the sky.
Zhenren Zhao, who had just arrived, saw that Sang, who was blocking the way between the Eighty King and Heishan, turned into three figures!
There is a statue with his hands clasped together, gently twisting the Buddha beads. The golden light is bright, but there is no mercy. His body is full of anger, and he looks like a bright king.
A statue with one head and eight arms, holding lotus flowers, wishful thinking, whisks, golden bells and other objects, dressed in Taoist robes, with immortal energy flying everywhere.
A simple and unpretentious statue, holding a banana fan, looks like an alchemist from the Qin Dynasty.
"This is……"
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Among the eighty kings, Chi You's voice actually appeared, and his voice was like thunder:
"Mortal, you are the one destined by fate."
"No wonder you have the guts to stand in front of me. Your destiny has not yet been fulfilled. Anyone who wants to kill you is going against heaven."
Facing the eighty-year-old King Chiyou, Sang held a banana fan and blew out bursts of Samadhi wind. He smiled with a hint of evil, as if he was threatening:
"good."
"I have the destiny of following the dragon in this life, and I am destined to guard the country of the Ming Dynasty."
"Now, the time has not come yet, and I have not yet reunited with the person I am destined to meet. I just have to wait for the chaos to detonate in the Ming Dynasty, and then we can start."
"Chiyou, you are the first God of War in our nine provinces and the totem of the people of Dawn. I cannot match your honor, let alone be worthy of you."
"But... let the totems of two dead countries use your hands to burn my mountains of Kyushu and destroy the lives of my Kyushu. Is this your glory as the God of War?"
"Don't forget, the descendants of Yan and Huang and the common people of Ming Dynasty have already lived together."
"There is also your flesh and blood in this place!"
On the other side, Sang, who was dressed as a Taoist man, looked at Heishan:
"If you want some room for change."
"Come on, get away from this eight-tailed white fox."
"Secondly, stop manipulating Lanxi Town."
"I can mediate the issue between you and Cheng on your behalf."
Sang, who was like a Buddha, put his hands together and shouted angrily:
"Today, among the three totems you wait for, who dares to make trouble in the Ming Dynasty?"
"I will let him... disappear into ashes!"
The atmosphere was filled with anxiety for a while.
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Heishan stared at Sang and suddenly laughed:
"I dare not be your enemy as a man of great destiny."
"What's more, whether you admit it or not, the advice you gave me as a Taoist priest from Nanhua back then will be recorded in my heart."
"I can follow your words and solve this matter in another way."
"But... I can only let Acheng, our original master, go. In fact, I don't want to do anything to him, I just... hope that he will completely get rid of the position of divine king."
"But...I can't let go of the rest of the Ning family."
"Including... Mrs. Ning, Master Ning..."
Sang frowned: "Why?"
Heishan smiled and said: "Because... this is the wish of the mountain ghost who occupied my body - the eight-tailed white fox!"
"Mr. Sang didn't hear the book I mentioned at the beginning."
"Once upon a time, there was a scholar. Although he was usually kind-hearted, he knew that his father had done something deviant."
"It is precisely because of this cause and effect that he and his family brought a terrible plague to the local area..."
"Then, the scholar's father had no choice but to take a desperate risk and found... the local mountain god."
"At that time, this mountain was not called Black Mountain, but...Fox Fairy Mountain..."