I will teach you how to cultivate immortality

Chapter 324 Education for All, God of the Mountain People (13)

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, on the naturally growing mountain road.

The villagers of Shan'ao Village followed closely behind the bronze horse, step by step making their way home.

Only after confirming that they had completely left the area of ​​that forest did the three leading men ask a question with puzzled expressions.

"Uncle, why did you just hand the explosive tag to that mountain god?"

"Didn't you already realize that she's secretly learning our talismans?"

Uncle Lu slapped the back of Sanzi's head in annoyance and scolded him while Sanzi grimaced.

"What are our talismans?"

"The art of talismans was passed down by the prophets and it belongs to the entire Hundred Mountains."

"Whether you are me or a mountain dweller or a spirit..."

"Anyone who is willing to learn can learn the art of talismans."

With a serious expression, Uncle Lu corrected the three sons' misconceptions, a hint of nostalgia showing on his face.

"In the words of the prophet, this is called 'education for all'!"

"The prophet never likes people who hoard knowledge; he will impart knowledge equally to all who need it."

"Otherwise, do you think our current life just fell from the sky?"

"If it weren't for the prophet's magnanimity, we'd probably still be digging in the fields, living a life of hunger and hardship!"

Although Uncle Lu had not known Li Boyang for very long, he considered himself to know the man quite well.

After all, Li Boyang used to appear at the old site of Shan'ao Village every day without fail.

They are attempting to continuously improve the farming environment of the entire village through long-term efforts to bring rain and clouds.

From that moment on, Uncle Lu knew that Li Boyang was a true saint.

Uncle Lu knew he didn't have Li Boyang's abilities, but he also didn't want to become a stumbling block for the other party to realize his vision.

"But...is she really a ghost or deity of Yunmengze?"

Just then, the third son finally asked the question that had always been the biggest question in his heart.

Although the three sons had never truly come into contact with the ghosts and gods of Yunmengze.

But through some of Lu Huaijin's words, he learned that the prophet would preach at Feilai Peak every now and then, teaching those ghosts and gods while also imparting some basic cultivation methods to them.

According to Lu Huaijin, the art of talismans is merely a minor path.

All the ghosts and gods who can leave Yunmengzhe, even the most ignorant and incompetent ones, know more or less about the ways of talismans.

It's not impossible for some intelligent spirits to comprehend some of the proverbs and incantations.

"As long as she truly wants to settle down in these mountains and rivers, what does it matter whether she was born in Yunmengze or not?"

As the saying goes, old people are cunning and old ghosts are sly; Uncle Lu actually saw things more clearly than the three sons.

"Actually, before making this deal, I had already inquired with the shrine maiden Kou-chan from Takamura Town..."

“The village of Longtian, where the mountain god is temporarily residing, has enjoyed favorable weather and abundant harvests over the past year, and even the rice is growing better than in previous years.”

"This is all thanks to the mountain god, and it is what the prophet most wanted to see."

After a slight pause, Uncle Lu continued speaking with a strange expression.

"Furthermore, I also learned that this mountain god's way of doing things is different from other gods."

"She didn't like living in seclusion, nor did she want to live in the shrines and temples that the mountain people built for her..."

"This mountain god... seems to think of himself as a true mountain dweller?"

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Longtian Village is located near the only mountain road leading to the outside world.

Ba Guijun carried several bags, walking along the muddy dirt road just like an ordinary person. There were no cement roads, no brick roads, and certainly no naturally growing and restoring paths like the "breathing soil" roads.

After all, the village has a very small population and is located in a remote area, so the infrastructure project initiated by Li Boyang did not extend to this area at all.

Or to be more precise, if it weren't for the arrival of Ba Gui Jun, this village might have had to wait decades for the road to be built.

"We absolutely have to build a decent road..."

Thinking of those wide avenues outside, and then looking at this muddy dirt road that's almost impossible to walk on.

Ba Guijun suddenly realized that he seemed to be getting more and more used to his current identity, and had even started to consider the issue of building a road for the village.

If it were a thousand years ago, who would have told Balu Jun that she would become the god of the mountain people in the future?

She would definitely slap him across the face without hesitation.

"The Mountain Goddess is back! The Mountain Goddess is back!"

As Baguijun drew closer to the village entrance, the village children also noticed this kind mountain goddess.

Then, jumping and skipping, groups of two or three children appeared around Bagui Jun and started circling around her.

Upon seeing this, Balujun couldn't help but smile, and then quickened his pace toward the village.

"Be careful not to fall. I brought you some small gifts from my trip..."

"Hey, don't fight over it, everyone gets one!"

While calling to the children beside him, he smiled and greeted the mountain people on the nearby terraced fields.

Bagui Jun seemed to be just a mountain dweller, showing no trace of the majesty or demeanor of a deity.

Only the unwavering respect in the eyes of the mountain people spoke of her divine status.

These mountain people are not those children.

They wouldn't let Ba-gui's amiable demeanor make them overlook his true identity.

"..."

When Ba-lu-jun finally managed to coax the children away and returned to his residence...

Ba-gui, who had been all smiles, suddenly stopped, and the expression on her face changed subtly.

Because at the entrance of this ordinary mud-brick house.

A child who looked no more than seven or eight years old was standing quietly.

The child was wearing a golden robe and had a huge golden gourd on his back.

Just by standing there quietly, Ba Guijun could sense a composure from the other person that went far beyond their appearance.

More importantly, the moment Ba Guijun saw that child, she felt a strange flutter in her heart.

"who are you?"

Looking at the composed boy, Ba Guijun, who had a vague idea in her mind, asked in a low voice.

"In a sense, I should be considered your child."

With an unperturbed expression, the boy... or rather, the golden horn, slowly spoke, staring intently at Ba Gui Jun.

"I was born from your essence and fortunately received my master's help, which is why I am the way I am today."

"To be honest, I'm really surprised by how you look now."

"The Mountain Goddess once said that you utterly despise the mountain people..."

"What I like to do most is to stir up storms and blow over the houses built by the mountain people."

“But now you have not only transformed yourself into a mountain dweller, but you have even built a house with your own hands.”

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(End of this chapter)