Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 254 Seeing a Deer in the Deep Forest

The small village has been isolated from the dynasty for a thousand years.

This village has gone through changes of many dynasties, but it has never been well known to outsiders.

Part of the reason is the location here. Surrounded by mountains, the village is located right between the four valleys, naturally blocking the prying eyes of the outside world.

More importantly, the people here have always adhered to their ancestors' teachings and rarely come into contact with the outside world. Apart from some necessary supplies for life and the trading of some mountain resources, they seldom interact with outsiders.

The so-called ancestral precepts are a thousand-year-old legend that has been deeply rooted in the minds of the villagers.

It is said that thousands of years ago, there were constant wars in the world, and nine out of ten houses were empty. There were also natural disasters and man-made disasters that led to starvation everywhere. In order to survive, their ancestors had to leave their homes and try to find a place where they could survive.

They migrated all the way from the northern border, some died of hunger, some died of disease, and when they arrived at the eastern border, there were less than a hundred people left.

Although there were fewer wars in the East at that time, it was also because the area was short of supplies and the land was barren.

So their ancestors were also facing a catastrophe. A group of hungry people ate everything they could eat, including tree roots, grass, and even...

When they finally found this place, a group of people who were starving to the point of being skin and bones had already reached the end of their rope.

Just when the ancestors were waiting for death in despair, a white divine deer appeared. It roamed the mountains and brought all kinds of wild fruits, and also gave life to these dying people.

Later, under the guidance of the divine deer, they came to the current location of the village.

The ancestors were grateful for the kindness of the sacred deer, worshipped it as a mountain spirit, and swore an oath to protect it here from generation to generation.

This is the origin of the mountain spirit. Even after a thousand years, the people of this small village still remember their original intention and have lived in seclusion here for generations to worship it. Later, in order to prevent the mountain spirit from being disturbed, they set a rule not to have too much contact with the outside world.

The reason why Qingwan can become the person who serves the mountain spirit in this generation lies in herself.

It is said that on the day she was born, the divine deer, which had not appeared for a thousand years, appeared at her doorstep and lingered for a while.

When she was ten years old, she went into the mountains for fun and got lost, and she met the divine deer again.

This time, the divine deer carried her on its back in the forest to play, and the deer only sent her back when the villagers went into the mountains to look for her.

With the two experiences of the divine deer appearing, Qingwan naturally became the most qualified person of this generation to represent the villagers in serving the mountain spirit.

The water in the deep pool in the cave was rippling slightly, and Qingwan was now sitting by the pool, humming softly.

The blue light flickered with the singing, as if following the beat.

The brisk melody rose and fell gracefully in the girl's clear singing voice, and the soft light condensed together and floated out of the cave with the singing.

In the woods in the early morning, faint singing could be heard.

The whole world seemed to be much happier. The leaves were shaking off the dew, the flowers were raising their buds, and the grass seeds were gradually sprouting...

The blue light danced through the mountains and forests, appearing extremely excited.

"Tell me, am I dazzled?"

Han Yu looked a little dazed. If it wasn't an illusion, it seemed like something flew past him.

He dived all the way out of the sea area of ​​Haishi City, and when he came out again he came back here.

When he first came out, he heard a faint singing voice, so he went into the mountain out of curiosity, but not long after, he saw a ball of light flash past his eyes.

"I can't be wrong, right?"

The spirit of the weapon in the sea of ​​consciousness also had its eyes wide open, looking confused.

Han Yu might be wrong, but how could it be wrong?

"Catch up and have a look."

Xiao Liuli urged hurriedly.

After hearing this, Han Yu quickly spread his wings and flew into the air to chase after it, but after only a moment, the light went straight into the woods and disappeared.

Just when he was feeling regretful, he saw a ray of light rising from the forest in the distance and then coming not far in front of him.

"It's coming again. It's coming this way."

The spirit of the weapon was shouting and yelling in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Han Yu was also very curious when he saw the light flying towards him.

When the blue light was a few meters away from him, it suddenly stopped. Just when he didn't know what would happen, the light suddenly dispersed and instantly became like a blue galaxy.

There was gradually movement in the galaxy, as if the stars were changing and the constellations were shifting.

Soon, a white, glowing deer appeared in front of Han Yu.

The little deer tilted its head slightly, as if looking at Han Yu, and then a rare human expression appeared on its face.

Seems to be disgusted...

While Han Yu was still in a daze, the deer suddenly ran towards him in the air, swung its tail quickly before he could react, and then raised its hooves and kicked towards Han Yu's face.

bump!
Han Yu only felt a strange and inexplicable force hitting his face. In addition to the numbness and pain, his whole body was thrown to the ground like a sandbag.

bump!
There was another loud bang, and a large human-shaped pit appeared on the ground.

Han Yu finally reacted when he pulled himself out of the ground.

I was kicked by a donkey... no, a deer!

"Get it now!"

The spirit of the weapon shouted excitedly in its sea of ​​consciousness.

The deer's magical behavior proved its extraordinaryness. This guy is definitely not a simple person.

But when Han Yu really took off into the air again, there was no trace of the deer. The man and the spirit even stayed in the air for half an hour, but they could never see the deer again.

"What the hell is this thing? It can even launch a sneak attack!"

Han Yu was obviously still upset about the sneak attack from the animal just now.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the spirit of the weapon pondered for a while and guessed.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be a spirit."

Spirit?

Han Yu first thought of Master Lin's face, because he had encountered a spirit once before, a female Qilin living in Master Lin's body. That female Qilin was alive in the form of a spirit.

"It's not that kind of spirit. The spirit that is inhabiting the host basically cannot leave the host. Unless it is a life-or-death situation, otherwise it will be extremely weak once it leaves."

Xiao Liuli directly denied Han Yu's guess.

Spirits are not necessarily the only auspicious animals that can be found here.

For any top-notch powerful creature, if their physical body dies, it is possible for them to continue to survive as a spirit if their sea of ​​consciousness is strong enough.

Isn’t that good news for monks with supernatural powers?

"If your sea of ​​consciousness reaches the top level, even if you are killed by the corpse refining sect one day, you may still be able to survive as a spirit, but it may be a bit miserable."

Or you can get into a ring and wait for a lucky person to pick you up, and then become a father, taking care of the other person from then on, just giving without expecting anything in return, and leading the other person to the pinnacle of life.

Or when someone is killed, they will capture the spirit and continue to torture it.

Either that...

“Stop, your example is very vivid, but I don’t like it very much.”

Han Yu's face darkened when he heard this and he interrupted him quickly.

"There is another kind, that is, a weapon spirit just like me!"

When Xiao Liuli said this, her tone was very serious.

Magical instruments can be possessed by ordinary cultivators. The top-notch magical instruments may, after long-term cultivation, be able to develop a bit of spirituality, at which point they become magic treasures.

The most powerful magic weapon may be able to make this spirituality more and more agile.

Those that can transform into a physical form can be considered as weapon spirits, and such things can no longer be called magic weapons.

"Do you think I'm alive or dead?"

It suddenly asked Han Yu a question in return.

Han Yu rolled his eyes. This was not nonsense. They quarreled all the time. How could they die?

"Then do you think I am a life?"

Xiao Liuli continued to ask.

It should be counted, right?
Han Yu thought uncertainly, if the other party was given a body, it would have thoughts, emotions, and desires, so it should be considered a life, right?
"Then do you think something that can give birth to a spirit of life can be considered a treasure?"

The spirit of the weapon grinned, and it was obvious that he had already guessed the true form of the deer.

This is more than just a treasure, it is no exaggeration to call it a divine object.

"Do you think that deer is a spirit of some kind?"

Han Yu naturally thought of it as well.

"80% sure!"

Although she said so, Xiao Liuli's expression was extremely firm.

Han Yu's curiosity was immediately piqued. What on earth could create this kind of life, and it seemed that its spirituality was not low at all.

No wonder the deer had such a strange expression on its face just now.

But why are you hostile to me?
Han Yu couldn't understand why such a good guy kicked him in the face twice when they met for the first time.

The other end!
When Qingwan stopped singing, the blue light outside the cave slowly floated back in, lighting up the entire cave again. After circling for a while, it finally fell into the pool of water.

Although she had never seen the mountain spirit again, she was absolutely certain that the mountain spirit they worshipped was always by their side.

After carefully tidying up, she slowly walked towards the Buddha's hands.

There are white fruits of different sizes hanging on it, some are half the size of a palm, and some are smaller than a finger.

Several generations ago, our ancestors discovered the cave where this mountain spirit last disappeared.

Around this pool of water that symbolizes the mountain spirit, any plant can grow extremely fast.

And this is not caused by deliberate power, such as her magical powers.

Instead, it seems as if there is a mysterious power here that allows life to continue to thrive.

These Buddha's hands are the most powerful proof that the spiritual plants that should have been carefully cultivated are growing wildly here like ordinary crops.

It's magical to say the least. It is rumored that these Buddha's hands grew out by themselves one day hundreds of years ago.

Our ancestors concluded that they were brought back by mountain spirits and planted there, so every generation who came to worship would also take care of these Buddha's hands.

They also heard about the benefits of Buddha's hand from the outside world, which is how the Buddha's hand fruit appeared in the East China Sea.

Qingwan, holding up her Qinghe skirt, walked carefully in the gap between the Buddha's hands, picking up the fruits that fell on the ground. Soon she had filled half a basket.

When she came out with the small basket, the dawn was already bright outside.

She walked down the mountain in the morning sunshine, and would stop to greet the elders in the village when she met them.

"It's still so early, Qingwan girl!"

An old man, full of energy and vigor, was walking up the mountain carrying a hoe.

"Uncle Niu, these are the fruits we cleaned up today. When you have some free time, you can take them out and exchange them for some money to help everyone."

Qingwan chuckled and handed over the small basket in her hand. Not many villagers knew the way outside, and only a few people went out each time.

I heard from the villagers who went out that the fruits they wanted to throw away were selling well outside.

At first I could exchange it for rice and salt, then for cloth, and then the things I could exchange for became better and better.

At the highest point, some people even offered them manuals on cultivation to exchange for them.

At first I thought it was because the people outside were too mean, but later I heard that it was because their fruits were getting better and better.

"I won't exchange secret manuals anymore. I read in a book that good cultivation secret manuals will never be sold."

After Qingwan thought about it, she couldn't help but remind them that people outside had been cheating them over the years, exchanging their fruits for some broken secret books.

(End of this chapter)