I didn't intend to become a fairy

Chapter 684: Borrowing from all sides

Draw the county seat in the south.

There are often rolling thunders in the sky. Logically speaking, there should be no thunder in winter, let alone on sunny days. However, the thunder in the sky is continuous day and night, making people panic, thinking that something big is going to happen.

Yanzi originally thought that after returning from the mountains, he would go for a walk or two in the mountains.

According to his guess, since the Pingzhou Mountain God knows the purpose of his visit, he still invites him to be a guest, which is an intention in itself, but the matter is important after all. Even if the Pingzhou Mountain God is violent and aggressive in nature, his dissatisfaction and threat to the Tiangong are enough to support him. I agreed to help the gentleman regardless of asking, but other matters, such as the gentleman's wishes, how to fight, how to win, and what benefits the Pingzhou Mountain God can get from this after winning, all need to be discussed.

However, the husband did not ask him to go.

I don’t know whether it was because the gods in the sky were urging him more urgently and monitoring him more closely. He felt that he was of low moral character and was unwilling to take risks by himself. Or maybe he had already talked with the Pingzhou Mountain God in his dream, or the two parties had already had a tacit understanding and there was no need to talk about it. Yu Pingzhou Mountain God was so angry that he didn't care about anything else and just wanted to fight with the Tiangong.

Yanzi couldn't understand.

Just standing on the roof of the inn at noon, the sun made me drowsy. When I squinted my eyes a little, the spirits of my ancestors came into my dream.

He is both a god and an ancestor.

Although Lao Yanxian is a thousand-year-old demon who is not good at fighting, he is very accomplished in many aspects other than fighting. He also dabbles in dreams, and clearly restored the scene of his hometown in Yan An's dream.

In the mountains, the courtyard is elegant.

The old man was wearing a black and white robe, his appearance remained the same, but his posture was much taller and straighter.

As soon as the swallow saw him, he bowed and saluted.

"I've met my ancestors."

"what's up?"

"Go back to your ancestors and everything will be fine."

"The Four Saints from all directions and their disciples have descended to the lower realm. The Emperor of Heaven has also mobilized all the priests and generals that can be mobilized, and has also summoned two Buddhas from the Western Heaven. At the same time, there are visions in the heaven and earth." The old man said bluntly. The young man said, "Your Taoism has improved a lot, but in this battle, it won't be of much use. To prevent the spread, remember to stay away."

After hearing this, the young man immediately asked:

"What about our ancestors?"

"I?"

The old man showed a look of helplessness, shook his head and said: "I was able to become a god because of your kindness and guidance, and I owe him a favor. Later, I agreed to him in Changjing to help him. Oh, at that time I had a problem. It’s a wonderful feeling, but I didn’t expect that after waiting for more than ten years, such a big thing would be waiting for me.”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pause.

"If I had known earlier..."

This sentence was not finished yet.

Lao Yanxian just remembered that at that time, when his life span was over, if he failed to seek the way to a righteous god, he would either die, or there would be an old and weak earth god in Anqing.

In fact, if I had known earlier, I don’t know what I would have chosen.

"Are you going to help Mr. Ancestor?" Yanzi asked.

"What a sin! I have become a god with my reputation in Anqing. How can I be a person who breaks my promise?" The old man seemed angry and glared angrily, "You have gained more courage over the years, but you have forgotten the etiquette?"

"In this case, Yan An will have to wait outside for the victorious return of Mr. and his ancestors."

"Are you so sure which one can win?"

"Yan An doesn't know."

The young man answered truthfully, his voice calm.

"Then you are brave!"

"Yan An only knows that she has walked through one lake this year, called Jingdao Lake. The God of Jingdao Lake is a spirit of integrity and chivalry, with shallow moral practices and low divine power. However, she just had a conversation with her husband, and she was willing to use her weak... I use my body to help Mr., regardless of success or failure, and regardless of whether I will be implicated." The young man said, "A god who has not had much contact with Mr. can do this. Yan An has followed Mr. for many years, so why should he not trust him?"

The young man raised his head and looked at the old man: "So it's not that Yan An is bold, it's just that he should be so."

"it is good!

"Good good..."

The old man was extremely satisfied and smiled.

The Anqing Yanzi family originated from him, but after him, there is no descendant who can catch up with him - it is not that the descendants are not as talented as him, in fact, over the years, every few generations of descendants, there will be a descendant. He is an exceptionally qualified person, but his practice is not that simple. Either he is lacking here or there, or he is misunderstood one way or another. For more than 800 years, no descendant has been able to do so. When it comes to his cultivation and conduct, let alone his superiority over others.

Now there is one.

"You must tell your husband that I am not good at fighting, but there are times when I can be of help."

"Puff puff..."

Countless swallows flew out of the villa, and also flew out of the dreamland of swallows.

……

In Hanzhou in the north, there are also ghost markets in the mountains.

The person who rules this place is a ghost king. It is said that this ghost king is outside the world and is not among the five elements. Even though there is another underworld under the mortal world, he cannot be found in the underworld.

No one knew he was here.

The Ghost King is tolerant by nature. Since he opened the ghost market in the mountains, all fairies and ghosts can come here to trade without restricting categories. However, no mortal has ever been able to come here, and the gods do not know this place. In the past ten years, the number of fairies and ghosts in the world has increased, and the ghost market has become more and more prosperous. The ghost king is like a big boss.

However, the Ghost King also has a weird temper and loves to listen to flattery.

Especially love to listen.

Every day, he has to have his goblins and ghosts praise him for two hours, and he has to change his tricks. Anyone who flatters him to a point of comfort can become an official. If one day the flattery fails to produce new ideas, he will be removed from the official position. Weak or new goblins and ghosts in the mountains want the King of Ghosts to guide them in their cultivation and give them a few words of praise, and they often get what they want. When such small habits common to ordinary people are too serious, they become strange diseases.

"Last year, there was a bell ringing, and the sound was heard by everyone in the world. Now there is thunder. It seems to be quite powerful and spreads far. If you ask me, it is not good for the sound to spread far. If you want the king to do this, the world No one knows anyone at this time, that’s the key!”

"Yeah yeah……"

"exactly!"

"How could Emperor Zhong compare with the king that day? This time, eh, which ancient gods the king just mentioned were powerful, how could they compare with the king?"

"It can't be compared, it can't be compared!"

"If the king takes action, wouldn't it be possible for a few powerful ancient gods to be wiped out in a snap of their fingers?"

"It won't be that long! It won't be!"

"..."

The old ghost on the Black Stone Throne burst out laughing. Not only did he feel happy after hearing the flattery, but he also felt that the flattery of these monsters, who were low-level, had not practiced for a long time, and did not even know a word, was childish and ridiculous. If there is no thunder, my heart will naturally be happy.

Then he stood up with a swipe.

"..."

The cave suddenly became quiet.

All the goblins and ghosts looked at him.

"You stay right here, don't go out. I have to travel far away for some small matters. If you don't come back, don't leave here easily. If you leave, you won't be able to come back."

"Where is the king going?"

"Go and see the power of the ancient gods you just mentioned."

"..."

Many demons and ghosts were stunned on the spot.

The Ghost King turned into a black wind and left in an instant.

He has never seen or recognized the current generation of Fulongguan, but he is the disciple of Tianshu Taoist and the disciple of Duoxing Nvwa. He has seen both of them.

……

In the mountains of Yunzhou, two old men were playing chess.

In the distance there is the sound of woodcutter chopping wood,

The old man was chatting in a low voice.

There was a faint sound of thunder coming from the sky and the earth, but when it reached here, mortals could no longer hear it.

"Come again, come again..."

"yes……"

"The descendants of Fulongguan are fine when they encounter those who are happy, but when they encounter those who are uneasy, they do bigger things than the last."

"How many ancient gods are these?"

"Several of them."

"Would you like to go take a look?"

"Let's go and have a look." "I'm afraid our old bones can't be of much help to the ancient gods."

"You might as well take a look."

"Bah chi..."

The woodcutter in the mountains cleared the woods and came to this place.

I seemed to hear people's voices. When I arrived, I vaguely saw two old men playing chess in front of me, but in just a blink of an eye, the two old men disappeared completely. It seemed that I was just dazzled, but the chess table in front of me was still there. In front of me, there are chess pieces on the chessboard.

There are indeed legends about gods and goddesses in this mountain, and they have been going on for who knows how many years.

"..."

The woodcutter was curious, so he looked ahead a few more times, and remembered some legends, so he didn't dare to stay for a moment longer, turned around and went back.

……

Yaozhou, by the river.

A tent boat was sailing down the water. The two women on the boat seemed to be a master and a servant, a universal toad boatman.

"Where are we going again?"

"The Yinjiang River seems to be connected to the Liujiang River. I heard that there is Anqing on the bank of the Liujiang River. It is a picturesque place with beautiful scenery. Not only has there been a great Anqing Yanxian, but also there are countless Jianghu people at the Liujiang Conference every five years. It’s quite lively when people gather here, so why not go take a look.”

"Master, but Immortal An Qingyan has become a god and ascended to heaven. The latest Liujiang Conference will not be held until the beginning of the next year, and there is still more than a year left."

"Then let's go to Anqing."

"understood……"

The maid answered somewhat reluctantly.

"Rumble..."

The thunder was rolling in and out continuously, and it had been going on for a whole day.

Both the woman and the maid knew what was going on, but they pretended not to hear it and continued their journey with calm faces.

The boatman is an emotionless rowing puppet.

But not long after, I suddenly felt that something was wrong with the rumbling sound. It seemed that it was different. It no longer came from above the head, but from downstream.

Both of them looked into the distance.

In front of me, I saw the tide of the river turning upside down, the water flowing turbulently, and a dark strip under the water, where a big demon was passing.

The beautiful woman looked calm, looking down at the water. There was not much emotion in her eyes, nor was there any panic or avoidance. She allowed the tide to come in and push the boat to the shore.

There is indeed a big monster underwater.

When the big demon passed under the boat, he obviously slowed down and became gentle, and then looked at her.

"Rumble..."

Jiang Chao stopped in front.

The water slowly returned to calm.

Two figures suddenly appeared on the broad river surface.

"It's you!"

The two great demons stared at the woman.

"So we are old friends." The woman bowed and saluted, looking at them calmly, "We haven't seen each other for many years, why do we have an extra scent of fragrance? Could it be that the two gods overseas in the rumors are you?"

"It's really different after becoming a Poseidon." The maid said with a smile, "I can even walk underwater."

"Why are you here?" asked a great white rhinoceros demon.

"The matter is over, and I can't go back to Yuezhou. I can naturally travel around the mountains and rivers and be at ease." The woman no longer had any hostility towards them. "By the way, we will find a good place to leave the legacy of our family."

"You two are not working as gods overseas and have returned to China. Where are you going?" the maid asked.

"Of course I want to go to Pingzhou."

"What are you doing in Pingzhou?"

"Why pretend to be stupid?" A big demon frowned.

"The Immortal Master has been kind to us. Now he is facing off against the Tiangong in front. The Tiangong is so powerful that it can even be known overseas. The Immortal Master is alone, so naturally we are going to help the Immortal Master." But the other big demon is replied.

"..."

There were waves in the eyes of both the master and the servant.

"Although you two are great demons, this is a battle between ancient powerful men. There are four powerful men among the Four Saints of Heavenly Palace alone. Even if you go, how much help can you do?" the maid said.

"That's true, but the immortal master is kind to us, so we have to go!"

"More or less, it's also a help!"

"I have never fought against a powerful person!"

"This is so true!"

The woman had a calm expression and said nothing.

The maid didn't speak for a moment.

"Where are you going?" asked a white rhinoceros demon.

"Did he also go to Pingzhou to help the immortal master?" Another white rhino demon frowned.

"no……"

"We are already clear with Taoist Song and we don't owe each other anything. What's more, there is also the important matter of the inheritance of the Yuezhou Fox Clan. Naturally, we will not interfere in such matters." The maid said, "I won't delay the two of you. If you two can be here If you survive the tribulation, we can visit you two as old friends."

"Farewell!"

"I'll wait and go!"

Only two puffs were heard.

The two big demons entered the water again and walked through the water like dragons.

The tent boat has reached the shore.

The boatman used his oars to hold the shore, pushed the boat back to the center of the river, and then rowed silently and continued forward.

The two women on the boat looked at each other.

"This Taoist, even like this, doesn't want to ask us for help. It's so abominable!" The maid shook her head and said, as if talking to herself, "It's a pity that it's too late, we haven't left the inheritance yet, even if he came to ask in person It’s impossible to risk it.”

"..."

"Let's go to Anqing." The maid continued, "Anqing is a good place with picturesque scenery, beautiful bells and whistles, old Yanxians from Anqing, and people from all walks of life."

"..."

"Go to Anqing!"

The boatman rowed the boat to Anqing.

The woman always stood at the bow of the boat with an expressionless face.

The water slowly returned to calm.

……

The three-day period has arrived.

The thunder overhead became more rapid.

"Don't worry...

"Come here..."

The Taoist leaned out of the window and looked at the sky.

Then he withdrew his eyes and upper body, closed the window, packed his bags and put the cat in his bag, and then slowly went downstairs, checked out of the hotel, and prepared to go to the battle.

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