Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 801
Black Cloud Mountain, somewhere on the top of a mountain.

This place is the closest to the outside world. A cottage has been built on the mountain, and hundreds of acres of mountain fields have been reclaimed nearby.

The mountain fields are steep and very barren, making it difficult to grow much food.

In the village, many buildings were built in a very orderly manner, with an ancestral hall in the center.

Xu Yunlang is a noble son of a noble family in the outside world, but here he is cautious and does not dare to take a breath.

He walked into a study room. In the study room was a middle-aged man who looked similar to him and was writing with a pen.

"Father……"

Xu Yunlang bowed first: "Today, my child inspected Xiaotian Village and saw that the fields are growing well. They should have a good harvest next year... The annual report of Datong Cloth Village in the city has been completed, and a total of one thousand, two hundred and sixty seven silvers have been earned..."

"Well, it's not bad..."

The middle-aged man's face softened slightly: "The winter festival is coming soon, and all kinds of sacrifices must be prepared. Don't make any mistakes..."

"Yes, the child knows."

Xu Yunlang bowed, but the fists in his sleeves were secretly clenched.

Although the sacrifices are all prepared, there is not much newness, and his room is still in oblivion.

If you can get the spiritual wine of that day, you will definitely make your ancestors happy and please them, but...

But he couldn't say much at this time, so he bowed again and walked backwards out of the study.

Not long after he walked out of the door, a noble man in rich clothes and holding an ivory folding fan came towards him.

"It's Yunlang..."

When your young master saw Xu Yunlang, he smiled and said hello.

He was surrounded by powerful servants and beautiful maids, and he looked more imposing than Xu Yunlang, who only had one servant.

Xu Yunlang recognized that it was Xu Yunding from the big room, and he couldn't help but show a flattering look on his face: "Bago... are you here too?"

"Well, this mountain will be the foundation of the family in the future. We, the main lineage, still have to get used to it..."

Xu Yunding frowned, obviously this place was still a bit too shabby compared to his own mansion where Zhong Ming Ding Shi lived.

The two chatted for a while, and he continued: "For this winter festival, I spent a lot of effort to find a white cow... Using it as a sacrifice will definitely make our ancestors happy."

Hearing this, Xu Yunlang hurriedly said: "Bago is so determined... he can even find the white cow."

Pigs, cows, and sheep are collectively called the three animals, and they are all beautiful animals sacrificed to the gods.

Among them, cattle are the most valuable.

White cattle are even rarer treasures.

Compared with the spiritual wine, this thing is not bad.

'When our ancestors truly become the gods of Heiyun Mountain, and Dafang is his direct descendant, he will surely become even more noble in the future...'

Xu Yunlang looked at Xu Yunding's leaving figure, a haze flashed in his eyes.

At this time, in the ancestral hall.

Xu Yunlang's father, the middle-aged man, stood solemnly, watching an old man slowly sorting out the ancestral hall and the melon and fruit offerings.

In the ancestral hall, incense is lingering, giving it a mysterious atmosphere.

"There are rules in the Tao..."

Xu Shilang, who retired and became an official, spoke in a calm voice: "In the family ancestral hall, only members of the family can offer sacrifices, and the control of incense is very strict..."

After all, this is a Shinto world, and the amount of faith represents power!

"If you want to break through this layer of shackles, you can only become a righteous god!"

The old man slowly said: "As a father, I only have Dao Lu now... When the Dao court was fighting, I fought all the questions and accountability for the factions. It should be a meritorious service, and there is nothing to do secretly. There are people in the court who speak for me, and now the divine power I have enough savings, and several other families have been forced to leave by my family, so it’s time to be more radical..."

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became awe-inspiring.

A more radical plan is naturally to promote that Xu Shilang is the god of Heiyun Mountain, and as the god of Heiyun Mountain, he accepts the faith and worship of the nearby mountain people.

The power of Shinto is to refine falsehood into reality!
As long as a large number of people believe that Shi Lang Xu is the God of Heiyun Mountain, the fake ones may become true and even condense into the priesthood of Heiyun Mountain God.

Of course, in this case, he is the evil god who was severely attacked by Dao Ting!

Fortunately, there is someone in Xu Shilang's court who can immediately request the Taoist court to be canonized as long as he becomes the God of Black Cloud Mountain.

Although you get on the bus first and pay for your tickets later... But as long as you have the tickets, you will not be surrounded and suppressed.

At that time, the Xu family will be able to inherit the inheritance in Heiyun Mountain for hundreds of generations, stretching endlessly, just like the Cave Mystic Temple in Fulong Mountain.

"Are we finally going to get to this point?"

The middle-aged man looked solemn.

This is betting!
If the process goes even slightly wrong, the result will be immediate family ruin!
"You don't have to worry, this is what they owe me."

Xu Shilang sneered: "I have resisted the thunder for many people behind me. Otherwise, as a Shilang, the titles and gifts received from the imperial court may even far exceed those of the Black Cloud Mountain God... This time is compensation."

If the big boss behind the scenes can't even do this, then people's hearts will be broken...

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately felt much safer.

Boom!

At this moment, a thunder suddenly came from the outside world.

To middle-aged people, this winter thunder is just ordinary.

But for Mr. Xu, it was a sudden shock. The muscles on his face twitched violently, and he rolled out of the ancestral hall.

The middle-aged man had never seen his father be so gloomy, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed out, and saw dark clouds rolling in the sky, and a crack suddenly opened in the sky.

A golden light fell, covering a mist-shrouded mountaintop somewhere in Black Cloud Mountain.

The entire Black Cloud Mountains seemed to be roaring at this time.

Countless birds, beasts, spirits and monsters ran out of their nests. Looking at this scene, they all followed their instincts and worshiped towards that mountain top.

"Is this...a worship of beasts? The mountain god ascends the throne?" The middle-aged man murmured in disbelief: "Heiyun Mountain...has a mountain god? How is this possible?"

He is well-read in poetry and books, and he is obsessed with Shintoism, and he will never admit his mistakes.

This is definitely a sign that the mountain god is in the right position!
But how is that possible?

Obviously the imperial court has not canonized him, and the most popular person in the neighborhood is obviously his father!

Why are there still mountain gods born?

unless……

The middle-aged man's eyes turned red when he thought of the most impossible situation.

"The priesthood came from heaven..."

Seeing this scene, Minister Xu shed two lines of clear tears involuntarily: "How can the long sky be inferior to me?"

But he cried loudly!

……

Panlong Lake.

Under the water, there is a magnificent palace.

The walls are covered with fist-sized pearls.

At the corner of the corridor, corals of various colors that are several feet high can be seen everywhere.

"Bastard!"

A roar came from the main hall: "In the past many days, we have not caught the great loach demon... Our navy is really slacking off!"

boom!
A huge turtle was thrown out of the hall.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the prime minister turtle.

His legs seemed to have been kicked and he was limping a little. At this time, he was lying on the ground and did not dare to move for a long time.

Xiao Jijun was kidnapped, and the kidnappers even managed to control a fish and extort a hundred jars of 'ice jade burning'!
Lord Panlonghu was furious, which was natural.

However, he activated his divine power and commanded thousands of water tribes, almost turning Panlong Lake upside down, but no trace of the abominable monster was found.

With Lord Long's ability to sense Panlong Lake, I am afraid that the great loach demon has already escaped into other waters.

The dragon king can only be incompetent and furious!
At this time, in the main hall, there was a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe.

He wears a golden crown with jade trees in the wind, and two forked dragon horns on his head.

suddenly!

Mr. Panlong Lake let out a sigh, and the anger on his face faded, turning into a golden light and flying out of the lake.

I saw a mountaintop in the Black Cloud Mountains bordering Panlong Lake suddenly wrapped in a golden beam of light. I couldn't help but sigh: "A born god... alas!"

"Why should your Majesty lament that the Black Cloud Mountain God is only a seventh-grade priest at most..."

A Shui Tribe general said: "Even the Lianyun Mountain God behind the Black Cloud Mountain Range is lower than the Lord. On the birthday of the Lord Lord, he even came here to congratulate..."

"You do not understand……"

Mr. Panlonghu stared at the Black Cloud Mountains and was silent for a long time.

Both he and the Lianyun Mountain God were canonized by the Taoist court, and with the Taoist robes around them, it was like being tied to a dog leash.

From now on, Daoting can not only suppress them, but it has also become difficult to advance to the divine level.

God-given priests have no such concerns.

The difference is enough to make those who know the inside story red-eyed with envy.

'It's just that... the Taoist court will definitely not allow it. Even if the god-given priesthood is not an evil god, he should be canonized in the future... I'm afraid that a little mountain god will not be able to withstand the pressure of the Taoist court. '

Mr. Panlonghu was silent in his heart.

Not to mention the God of Black Cloud Mountain, even myself back then, how could I have withstood the pressure?

But at this time, I actually expected the other party to fail...

I don’t know since when, have I become such a narrow-minded person?

Whoosh!

At this moment, above the Black Mountain Mountains, a figure emerged from the glow.

The mountains roared, and wisps of inspiration emerged from the earth, plants, and the void, converging on that figure.

As a local mountain god, he can naturally mobilize local ideas!
Especially when you are promoted, you can even ignore Dao Law suppression to a certain extent!
I saw countless milky-white spiritual machines swarming in, cascading like white clouds, with reddish vomit in the middle.

That red line quickly expanded and dyed the entire spiritual cloud red, turning it into a scene of red clouds all over the sky.

"The red divine power is indeed a seventh-grade priesthood!"

Mr. Panlonghu was about to nod when his expression suddenly changed.

I saw traces of golden light emerging from the red clouds in the sky!
This golden light was originally just a wisp, but it soon became like a tide, and hundreds of rivers converged on the figure, casting it into a 'golden body'.

When the last trace of red color disappeared, the water tribe general who spoke at the beginning was already shocked and said: "Golden divine power, fifth-grade priesthood? This... Even the God of Yunshan is nothing more than this, right? How about a mere hundred miles of mountains? Can it support a fifth-grade priesthood? Can it transform into Yang directly in one step?"

Those who hold the rank of fifth-level priest are still Yin gods, similar to Yin souls.

But those above the fifth level can forge divine bodies, which are no different from ordinary flesh and blood creatures!
How many gods cannot transform from yin to yang in their lifetime.

But the other party succeeded in one step!
The general of the Water Tribe was gnashing his teeth.

"No!"

Mr. Panlonghu felt a pressure, and his expression suddenly changed: "It's not over yet..."

I saw a trace of green thread emerging from the top of the golden god's body, like wisps of rain falling from the sky, and then turned into a blue cloud of happiness.

"God favors?!"

At this moment, countless followers were speechless...

(End of this chapter)