Chapter 119 Moon-Watching Mountain Lord Return to Simu's the road was muddy, Cheng Long's trouser legs were splashed with mud. He took out a set of clothes and toiletries from the suitcase, said something to Taoist Simu, and went alone to a pond two miles away. By the pool. A woman with long wet hair was bending down to pick up a belt from the ground. Her slender white fingers just hooked the belt when footsteps were heard. So she slowly stood up and looked at the person who came with a dignified manner. This is a classical woman wearing ancient costume and with long flowing hair. After bathing, clear water droplets flow out from the roots of her hair from time to time, sliding down her fair neck and all the way into her lapel. Wet, but dignified. Tempting yet elegant. "Whose disciple are you?" When the newcomer came to a distance in front of her, the classical woman asked calmly. "I am not from anyone's family. I am just a lost person who came to visit Taoist Simu's house."
Cheng Long didn't expect that he would meet a strange beauty in ancient costume by the pond late at night. Isn't it said that there are only two families within hundreds of miles here? So where did this girl come from? "Didn't Simu tell you that this pool of water is mine to use tonight?" The classical woman's gaze gradually became sharper. "Uh... maybe I left in a hurry, so he didn't have time to tell me. Why is there a difference between you and me in the same pond?" Cheng Long did not blame Simu for being careless, because when he left, Simu was still looking out the window worriedly, looking absent-minded. He was a clean person, so since his trouser legs were covered in mud, he naturally had to wash them and change into clean clothes. "Little Four Eyes is still so unreliable!" "Sister, how old are you this year?" Looking at the classical woman, who looked like an elder of Simu's family, he couldn't help but ask about her age. Judging from her appearance, she was only about 26 or 27 years old, but she called Simu, who was in his 40s or 50s, "Little Simu". How can a man who is not in his seventies or eighties be qualified to call Simu that? "Another smooth-talking little fellow, he deserves a beating!" The classical lady frowned slightly, and was about to teach the boy a lesson when Taoist Simu came running over and apologized, "Mountain Lady, please calm down. A'long is new here and doesn't know the rules. It was all because of my negligence that I forgot the rules of following him in. I'm sorry, sorry." "Mrs. Shanjun?" Cheng Long took a curious look and felt that the classical woman was very beautiful, but there was no sense of familiarity between her and him. She was obviously not a character in a zombie movie. Come to think of it, the several supernatural films about the Republic of China, told from the perspectives of Uncle Jiu, Simu and others, can only reveal the tip of the iceberg of a world at best. There are still many people and things he doesn’t know! "Along, the area within a radius of two hundred miles with the water pond as the center is all the territory of Wangyue Mountain. The person in front of you is Tang Sai'er, the female leader of the rebel army who rose up against the imperial court five hundred years ago. Her unique secret skill of making soldiers out of paper-cutting is comparable to the Taoist technique of turning beans into soldiers..." Simu came close to Cheng Long and whispered. "Little Four Eyes, you're the one who talks too much." Tang Sai'er, who was canonized as Wangyue Mountain Lord after his death and became the mountain god of this place, glared coldly at Taoist Simu. Simu immediately shut up and said with a smile, "Mrs. Shanjun, ignorance is not a crime. I will take A-Long away right now. We will leave right now." "You can go, but he can't." "Ah~~"
Taoist Simu noticed that Lady Shanjun hadn't even had time to fasten her belt, so he asked tentatively, "Lady Shanjun, did A-Long happen to see you taking a bath? If so, I'll beat him up for you and make sure he can't get out of bed for three days." "Stop talking nonsense, just leave when you are told to." Tang Sai'er's face suddenly turned dark. If someone really caught her taking a shower, with her violent temper, she would beat the person into a pulp. "Hey~~" "Aaron, I've tried my best, you're on your own!" Simu patted Cheng Long on the shoulder and left regretfully. However, the reason why he left obediently was mainly because he realized that Wangyue Shanjun had something to say and was not calling for fighting and killing. After he leaves. Cheng Long put down the clothes and toiletries in his hands, smiled and said: "I didn't expect that you, sister, are actually the famous female leader of the rebel army. It is a great honor for me to see you again." "Grumpy." Tang Sai'er glared at Cheng Long, then flicked her hand and sucked the belt from the ground into her palm. After tying it in front of him, she asked curiously, "Although your magic power is moderate and peaceful, and full of righteousness, I always feel that you are a wild person like me, and you don't have a complete Taoist heritage." "Mrs. Shanjun, you guessed right, I am indeed a wild person." Cheng Long admitted it with a smile. He could still pretend in front of Simu and Ikkyu, but hiding the truth in front of the mountain king who had been dead for five hundred years and had a great reputation when he was alive would only ruin his good impression. “I am still short of a patrolling general. If you are willing, I can appoint you as the general of Wangyue Mountain, and govern the Wangyue Mountain range with me…” Tang Sai’er intended to appoint Cheng Long as her general, one reason being that they were both undisputed people, and the main reason was that this kid was extremely talented. At a young age, he had extraordinary magical powers, which were much stronger than she had when she was alive. If we don't snatch the person away now to do the work, it will not be easy to confer an imperial title on him in the future when he becomes famous. Geniuses are in short supply in any world. "After the enthronement, will we be trapped in this land?" Cheng Long also didn't expect that Tang Sai'er actually wanted to recruit him. Wangyue Mountain is a large area, which means that Tang Sai'er, the King of Wangyue Mountain, is extremely powerful. Mountain gods are different from mountain gods. The mountain god on the hill may not even be as good as a heavenly soldier. But if we change to the Five Sacred Mountains, they are all emperors. For example, the Emperor of Dongyue is in charge of life and death, longevity, nobility and inferiority, and is in charge of the netherworld. He has the power to exonerate sinners and resolve grievances, and is able to reach heaven and earth to protect the country and the people. He has another team of gods under him. It is said that there are many ancestors in Maoshan who work under the Emperor of Dongyue. The area of more than 200 miles is governed by Wangyue Mountain Lord, and his power is quite considerable. "Not during life, but after death." Tang Sai'er said with a smile. "I'll think about it..." Cheng Long did not give an immediate reply, but was ready to turn around and ask Simu and Ikkyu to see if this patrolling god of Wangyue Mountain had any tricks. If it's the same as in The Investiture of the Gods, after being conferred the title, one will be controlled by Tang Sai'er, then forget it! The reason why he did not refuse was mainly because there were rumors that Shi Gandang of Mount Tai was a divine general appointed by the God of Mount Tai. Later, Shi Gandang killed some monsters and was also included in the immortal class. On the other hand, he had a bold idea hidden in his mind. He thought that one day when his magic power surpassed Tang Sai'er, he would use ghost-exorcism techniques to control the other party and make Wangyue Shanjun work for him.
As a magic cultivator, you can't just do good things, sometimes you have to act according to your heart and do what you want. "I'll wait for your answer by the pond tomorrow night." Tang Sai'er left these words and disappeared without a trace. …… Half an hour later. Cheng Long returned to Simu's house all wet. At this time, Taoist Qianhe had also rushed over with two disciples. The whereabouts of the young prince, Minister Wu and his party were temporarily unknown. "Fellow Daoist Cheng, thank you for your help. This is a small gift I prepared for you. Please accept it." Taoist Qianhe, who was having a detailed conversation with his senior brother, saw Cheng Long coming back from taking a shower. He immediately took out the gift he had prepared and handed it to him impatiently. "what?" The small gift that Qianhe prepared was a round jade pendant, with mountains, rivers, birds and beasts engraved on the front and a courtyard on the back. It felt icy and cool to the touch, and it was obvious that it was worth a lot of money. "The Soul-Nourishing Jade is a reward I received for serving the royal family in my early years. It can nourish the soul and keep the wearer lucid. After I refined it, it has become a magical tool that can contain and imprison a certain number of ghosts. There is an extremely small netherworld space inside." "Then I would be disrespectful." Cheng Long was worried about meeting the female ghost he liked and had nowhere to hide. Unexpectedly, Taoist Qianhe, who only played in the peak competition, actually brought a pillow to him when he was sleepy. Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise how could we have the Soul-Nourishing Jade now? This thing can not only raise ghosts, but also help the holder maintain lucidity. It is a small jade pendant, but its practical functions are comparable to the bloodthirsty bead. This transaction is not a loss. "It should, it should." Taoist Qianhe breathed a sigh of relief. If the favor of saving his life was not too great, he would really be reluctant to give away the Soul-Nourishing Jade. Of course, he was not thinking about raising ghosts, but he was reluctant to keep the wonderful effect of lucidity. Wearing it during cultivation, although not as exaggerated as adding wings to a tiger, it can indeed allow the holder to quickly enter into a state of meditation and not be so easily possessed. "Aaron, I didn't expect that you went out just now and actually ran to Gao Shulin to save someone. You are really something. You didn't even call me. Aren't you deliberately trying to make me feel guilty?" Simu couldn't help but stepped forward and blamed. The hairy zombie who had survived the thunder tribulation came out of the coffin. Just by listening to his junior brother's story, he felt his scalp tingling. No wonder I felt uneasy after it rained in the evening. It turned out something really happened. To be honest, he felt very guilty now. He had obviously started to worry, but he never took any action. Instead, Aaron, an outsider, rushed over without hesitation. If he had the same mobility as Aaron, his two nephews, Xiaonan and Xiaobei, might not have died. "Gaoshulin is more than thirty miles away from here. By the time you catch up slowly from behind, I'll have finished my work." Cheng Long's words made Sima blush. How fast was this guy? Qianhe said it clearly when she came back. He could disappear without a trace right under their noses in a flash.
At least three to five times as much as him. "Then you should have told me. Taking action is always better than doing nothing..." Perhaps realizing that it was wrong for him to subconsciously put the blame on others, Simu quickly changed the subject after he finished speaking, "By the way, did Wangyueshan-kun embarrass you?" Cheng Long scratched his head and said cautiously: "Not only that, she wants to recruit me to be her patrol commander. Do you think I should agree?" "..."×2 You, with such a great thing happening to you, are still hesitating? The patrolling gods under the mountain god are subordinate gods with official positions. If their cultivation level improves in the future, they may even be promoted. What is the purpose of their cultivation? Isn't it for the purpose of attaining enlightenment and becoming an immortal, and being included in the ranks of immortals? Now that there is a shortcut and a system, Aaron is still hesitating whether to agree. You know, the "bank boss" set up by the underworld in the human world needs to print paper money for a long time, which is laborious and time-consuming, but there are still a lot of monks from Buddhism and Taoism rushing to do it. Like the subordinate generals under the mountain god, they can get a regular position just by patrolling the mountains. If they are released, they will be beaten to death, right? This brat Aaron must be showing off on purpose. They don't believe that an outstanding Taoist genius like Aaron doesn't understand...well, maybe he really doesn't understand. The bank boss and the mountain patrol general may sound very impressive, but in fact, they are all low-level clergy. The bank boss does not even have a formal position. Such a position might not be worthy of Aaron's liking. This guy, at such a young age, has already reached the peak of Qi training, or even the early stage of Spirit Transformation. His physical strength is even more terrifying. He can even blow up a hairy zombie with iron skin and bones with one punch. He is simply a monster. A person like this is destined to ascend to become an immortal, so there is really no need for him to worry about a small priesthood. However, before they grow up, more backers and more paths will make them agree without hesitation. (End of this chapter)