Calabash Fairy

Chapter 129 Incense Passage

Ancient Banyan Village.

Thirteen years ago, the Crow God appeared, bringing with him a talisman bestowed by the Mountain God to save the villagers. That year was also the first time that Gu Rong Village began to worship the Mountain God of Qingfeng Mountain.

For the next thirteen years, every household began to worship this mountain god, and every year the village would hold a sacrificial ceremony led by the village chief to pray for the mountain god's blessing and for peace in the village.

Tiewazi, who was the first to worship the mountain god of Qingfeng Mountain, has now grown up safely into a strong young man. He has taken over his father's position and become the new pillar of the family, and their lives are getting better and better.

Late that night, everyone in the village was asleep, unaware that wisps of incense smoke were constantly wafting into the village from all directions...

At this moment, on the altar in the main hall of Tiewazi's house.

As wisps of incense continuously gathered on the gourd-shaped statue, specks of golden light emerged from it.

After a long while, when the scent of incense had ceased to waft around, a figure in green robes, shimmering with golden light, slowly emerged from the statue of the mountain god.

Fang Yan clenched his fist and murmured, "This divine avatar can probably only use its cultivation for about a thousand years. It will dissipate after the incense is exhausted. During its existence, it can also extend its existence time by relying on the power of incense."

"Although it's a bit weak, it's sufficient for now."

Fang Yan smiled and walked slowly toward the gate. Without pausing, he passed straight through the closed gate and came outside the house.

"It seems you have mastered the method of condensing a divine incarnation quite well."

Hearing the kind laughter coming from not far away, Fang Yan quickly looked over and saw the Kitchen God, dressed in a bright red robe, standing not far away looking at him, stroking his beard and smiling.

"Respected Kitchen God."

Fang Yan stepped forward and bowed.

"I also have to thank the senior for the method and guidance he gave me before, which made it possible for me to cultivate this method so smoothly."

Upon hearing this, the Kitchen God made no attempt to hide his delight, appearing quite pleased. With a flick of his wrist, a jade slip appeared in his hand.

"Since you like it, then I will pass on another divine method to you. When your cultivation is not strong enough, this method may be of great help to you in the future."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan looked at the jade slip handed to him by the Kitchen God, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He didn't doubt the words of the Kitchen God in front of him. Since this person said that the method in the jade slip would be of great help to him in the future, he must have foreseen something.

Fang Yan reached out and took the jade slip, then bowed respectfully to the Kitchen God.

"Thank you, Kitchen God."

The Kitchen God chuckled, growing fonder with the child's unpretentious and frank nature the more he looked at him.

"I know that you have condensed this divine avatar not only for the convenience of your actions outside, but also to prevent the appearance of gaps in the underworld around you, so that you can appear in time."

"Since you have this intention, I will certainly help you."

The Kitchen God patted Fang Yan on the shoulder, and with a gust of wind, his figure disappeared.

Ancient Ferry City.

Zhang Zhengyan stood alone on the city wall, looking at the city he had guarded for thousands of years. A faint smile gradually appeared on his upright and serious face.

"Lu Zhang cast a divination for me today, saying that good things are coming."

"I have never trusted his divination methods, but seeing Fellow Daoist Fang visit today, it seems I should adopt them in the future."

Fang Yan walked slowly to Zhang Chenghuang's side and chuckled, "Oh? Judge Lu actually has such skill in divination. I'll have to seek him out for guidance in the future."

Fang Yan knew in his heart that Zhang Chenghuang's address to him had unknowingly changed from "friend" to "fellow Daoist" because he recognized Fang Yan's character and cultivation and believed that the two could be friends.

The latter is an endorsement of Fang Yan's path, recognizing the two as like-minded friends.

After chatting and laughing for a while, Zhang Chenghuang's expression turned serious, and he said, "During this time, I know that you have refined hundreds of incense talismans and sent them out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. I am truly impressed by your actions."

For these deities and immortals, incense offerings are closely related to their cultivation level. Fang Yan's actions were almost like distributing his own cultivation resources to protect that one family.

Even though he knew that the person opposite him did not specialize in the path of divinity, he could not help but admire him for being able to do this while his own divine path realm was stagnant.

Fang Yan shook his head slightly, without saying anything more.

Thirteen years ago, when he helped that family, he only heard the child crying and pleading. He didn't know if other gods were like that, but whenever he heard those sounds, he could feel the emotions of those who were praying.

Admittedly, people's hearts are complex and fickle. When many people worship gods, they are not worshipping the gods in front of them, but their own selfish desires.

But there are also those like that child, who are desperate and sincerely praying. All the pain, helplessness, and sorrow in their hearts make it impossible for Fang Yan to sit idly by.

"The affairs of the human world are the responsibility of the emperors of the human world, but now that the balance of Yin and Yang is disrupted and ghosts and spirits are causing trouble in the mortal world, it is natural for us, the earth deities and immortals, to resolve this matter."

"good."

Fang Yan talked with Zhang Chenghuang all night, and then went to find Hei Yan and Xuan Gui to encourage them. The next day, he sent the incarnation back into the statue to be nurtured.

Within the Qingfeng Secret Realm.

Fang Yan closed his eyes and pondered, constantly using the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram to deduce the new method that the Kitchen God had taught him.

"A unique incense passage is constructed using the divine power of incense, allowing the deity to transcend vast distances and directly descend to the other side of the passage."

"However, the amount of incense required to use this method seems to be more than that required to condense an incense avatar."

In Fang Yan's view, this method is no less practical than the incense offering incarnation, especially since he currently lacks teleportation or escape abilities.

Under the circumstances of Swift Divine Power.

"It seems that, given the current situation, I should perhaps cultivate this method of constructing incense channels as soon as possible. In the future, no matter what happens, having this teleportation method will be much more convenient."

"Fortunately, this breakthrough in cultivation has led to further progress in the Great Dao, making it easier to use the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Diagram for deductions than before. It won't be long before I comprehend this method."

Having considered this, Fang Yan slowly closed his eyes, focused all his energy on circulating the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Diagram, and began his cultivation.

Time flies like an arrow; twelve years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past twelve years, Qingfeng Mountain seems to have remained largely unchanged, while Xiahe Village at the foot of the mountain has expanded repeatedly, now boasting a population of over 20,000, which, in the outside world, is almost the size of a small town.

In the past twelve years, Yang Xiaoshan has taken over the position of temple keeper of the mountain god temple, while Yang Sheng and Xu Hu have entered the Qingfeng Secret Realm to focus on cultivation.

At this moment, in front of the mountain god temple, a tall, handsome young man was looking at the old man leisurely sipping tea and said with a headache, "Third Uncle, why don't even you support me?"