'Just listening to Xiao Qingsu's words, it seems that he is a person who can distinguish right from wrong.'
It is difficult for Zhou Yi to attract external demons.
Without external demons, it is difficult to enter the devil's path.
Demons are the enemy of Buddha, so Zhou Yi will naturally not sit idly by.
However, Xiao Qingsu's request is also a shackle for Zhou Yi?
It was not what he wanted to bear.
Don't say that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
The little monk just doesn't like it.
What’s more, the young monk is still bald!
Xiao Qingsu's heart sank when she saw Zhou Yi was silent.
She pursed her lips and bowed again: "Qing Su, I don't expect the mage to kill demons for me or teach me advanced techniques. It's just that the mage has two abilities, which all the Taoists in the world have never done.
There is."
"oh?"
Zhou Yi looked at Xiao Qingsu, who was neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "Tell me what skills you have."
Xiao Qingsu said calmly and unhurriedly: "The ability of a mage is to discern the truth and falsehood in the world, and to gain insight into the past and the future.
Even though the demon who caused harm to my sister used sorcery to cover up the secrets of heaven and hide his origins and roots, he was still seen through by the Buddha's eyes.
To be honest, Qing Su has a basic understanding of the art of fortune telling, but over the years, I have spent most of my cultivation on this art, and I still can't find the origin of that demon."
Zhou Yi's face was calm, but he nodded secretly in his heart.
What Xiao Qingsu said can be regarded as one of the abilities in small black letters.
Of course, the small black letters can only capture what has happened and cannot predict the future. It is just used in one's own hands, but it is like predicting the secrets of heaven.
Xiao Qingsu could observe this just after meeting him, which was indeed impressive.
Just listen to Xiao Qingsu continue to say: "The second ability of the mage can hide the secrets of heaven. Although he plays with the world, he stays on the outside and is elusive. It's not like that devil who makes plans and plots everywhere, but he can eventually be exposed.
Clear traces and traps."
Hearing this, Zhou Yi looked at Xiao Qingsu with an even more kind look.
She is worthy of being a female historian... Her ability to flatter others in a serious manner is worthy of anyone.
"Therefore, Qing Su doesn't ask for anything else. He just wants to be protected under the wings of the mage. One day, he can kill the devil and take revenge."
After saying that, Xiao Qingsu couldn't help but bow.
Zhou Yi was actually a little moved.
The Fuchenghuang Temple has long been owned by me.
The head of the Incense Tao Training Department... no, that River God Huang Xu, he has a pretty good relationship with me.
If we take the Shanshen Temple into our hands, Guangyuan County, its eight counties, and the surrounding mountains and rivers, wouldn't it mean that... a closed circle of influence has been formed?
A county is neither big nor small, let alone Guangyuan County, a big city in the south.
It is equivalent to quietly occupying one percent of the vast territory of the Tang Dynasty in China.
Although there are still government officials, bad people, martial arts sects, and some monster spies who are messing with the Tao Alliance in Guangyuan County, in comparison, the problem is not too big.
Not only will the young monk be able to hide better in the future, he can even prepare to build a temple in advance after the war is over in late spring next year... Wonderful.
Zhou Yi gently touched his bald head, then looked at Xiao Qingsu and asked: "The devil who harmed your sister has already become the superior elder of the Shangdao sect among the seventy-two sects. How are you going to deal with him?"
Xiao Qingsu knew in his heart that the answer to this question was related to whether he could stay in front of the mage.
She said without hesitation: "Everything will be subject to the master's arrangements."
Zhou Yixiao asked: "What if the young monk doesn't want to deal with him?"
Xiao Qingsu was stunned, and then said: "Since ancient times, the devil has been the enemy of Buddha. If the master does not deal with him, he must have calculated that he will definitely die. Qingsu is happy to see it happen."
Zhou Yi secretly sighed in his heart, this mountain god sister is really smarter than any woman he has ever seen.
"Then how can I trust you, little monk?"
Xiao Qingsu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, remained silent for a moment, and said: "Now that my sister... the Funiu Mountain God is dead, the mage can re-consecrate me, Xiao Qingsu, as the Funiu Mountain God. In this way, the mage can order us, even if It means cutting down mountains and destroying temples, and I dare not disobey."
"Good."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly.
It can be seen that Xiao Qingsu not only wanted to avenge his sister, but was also frightened by the devil, so he chose to take refuge in a handsome and harmless monk like himself for protection.
The art of canonizing gods... Although it is included in the secret book of Tianshi Dao that records the seventy-two arts in the human world, it is like most Taoist arts, incomplete, with only formulas and mental techniques, but no matching talismans. The art of.
That's all it can do.
Zhou Yi did not refuse pretentiously, and immediately recited a mantra and used his hand as a pen to draw a golden word "Du" around it.
"Buddha saves all living beings, and he can also save gods.
Nowadays, Xiao Qingsu, a female historian from Southern Shu, wants to become a mountain god and protect all living beings in the mountains and forests.
The young monk acts as the Buddha’s edict. From now on, Xiao Qingsu, the god of Funiu Mountain, should return to my Buddhist sect.
Spend!"
Snapped!
Zhou Yi pressed the golden word "Du" in his palm into Xiao Qingsu's forehead.
Xiao Qingsu's body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head, looking at the vast white light that enveloped him in surprise.
Immediately it was swallowed up, dissolved, and disappeared.
Zhou Yi was not impatient and waited quietly.
Not long after, the bright white light reappeared in the world, and Xiao Qingsu walked out of it and bowed to Zhou Yiyingying.
"Mountain God Xiao Qingsu, see the holy monk."
Zhou Yi looked at Xiao Qingsu, who was dressed in plain gauze, as ethereal as a fairy, with flawless skin like jade porcelain, and with an increasingly outstanding temperament, and nodded secretly.
For the first time, he used the true meaning of the unnamed Buddhist scriptures to consecrate gods. As for the effect, we can only leave it to future observations.
Before he could speak, suddenly, from far to the west, there was an echo like the earth was shaking.
The sound became louder and louder, and along with the rumble of rocks rolling down, the whole earth seemed to be shaking.
Xiao Qingsu's body shook, shock appeared in his eyes, and he immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, making seals with his hands, and muttering something in his mouth.
"Master, things have changed. Funiu Mountain...it's going to fly away."
Listening to Xiao Qingsu's voice transmission, Zhou Yi's eyes flickered: "Why is this? Didn't the young monk kill the demon before he cast the spell?"
Hearing this, Xiao Qingsu's eyes dimmed slightly, his face looked sad, and he didn't know how to answer.
At this time, there was a sound of bells coming from the cloth bag.
Zhou Yi's heart moved.
"It turns out it's him...that devil. He wants to move Funiu Mountain, and he wants to give the young monk a blow."
Xiao Qingsu also understood, and there was a hint of chill in his eyes: "He must have used Qinghong early to cast a mountain-moving curse in Funiu Mountain. I have just regained my position as the mountain god, and I can't break the curse..."
As he spoke, a huge mountain shadow rose from the distance on the western outskirts of the county mansion.
Funiu Mountain is also a famous mountain in the south of Jiannan with a height of several thousand feet and a radius of hundreds of miles. At this time, the vibration caused by the foothills breaking away from the ground is really like the mountains and rivers shattering, the earth is flat, and all the surrounding creatures have woken up.
Birds and beasts can still leap out of Funiu Mountain at the first opportunity to protect their own lives.
But in the small villages near the foot of the mountain, many people had just woken up from their sleep and were in a daze, not knowing that the disaster was approaching.
As Funiu Mountain took off, more and more rocks and mudslides gathered down and rushed towards the mountain village.
Zhou Yidao: "The mountain god Xiao Qingsu ordered the macaques at the foot of the mountain to quickly move the villagers and their homes away. Even if the property cannot be moved, the people will be taken away."
"Light and simple are enough."
Xiao Qingsu made seals with her hands, muttered words in her mouth, and gave orders to the macaques at the foot of the mountain.
But out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Zhou Yi.
Suddenly, a gust of breeze suddenly blew up from the soles of Zhou Yi's feet, ruffling the snow-white robes and causing them to billow.
In an instant, he stepped on the "green cloud" and soared into the air.
Holding the sword seal with his hand, he faced the west, and there was a faint golden light rising from his eyes, as if it was soaring to the sky.
"You just changed the mountain god and you want to take off? You are really overthinking... Leave it to the little monk."
Before the voice fell, the Buddha's sword was already out.
The power of this second Buddhist sword is not inferior to the first one at all, and is even slightly higher.
The sword energy traveled a long distance, crossing counties, mountains and rivers, and struck Funiu Mountain in mid-air.
Boom!
It was like thunder exploding.
Funiu Mountain was split in half and fell back downwards.
The talisman hidden in the mountain was also crushed into powder by the sword energy.
Then it turned into wisps of black smoke, burning and dissolving in the golden light that shrouded Funiu Mountain, and no trace could escape.
There was another loud noise, but Funiu Mountain, which was hundreds of miles in radius, was pressed back to the ground.
Compared with the previous position, it has only moved slightly to the west about ten miles.
It just avoids several mountain villages on the east side of the foothills.
At this time, Funiu Mountain has been split into two halves, like a mountain gorge.
The afterglow of the Buddha's sword has not dissipated, and the golden light is shining brightly in the sky.
The macaques not far away and the rescued villagers were all stunned.
"A treasure has been born!"
For a long while, I didn't know who shouted first.
The originally worried villagers were all overjoyed or looking forward to it.