Calabash Fairy

Chapter 130 Grandpa Xu Hu

Dressed in gray, with gray hair and an aged face, Yang Xiaoshan put down his teacup and said calmly, "Xiao Cheng, it's not that your third uncle doesn't support you, it's just that you young fools insisted on leaving the mountains to see the outside world. It's normal for your family to be worried."

Upon hearing this, Yang Cheng looked at his third uncle with some suspicion.

In the entire Yang family, besides his parents, he was closest to this third uncle in front of him.

This is also because of his father.

I heard that his father was the naughtiest child in the family when he was young, and he didn't get along with his third great-uncle, so he was beaten a lot because of it.

But as he grew up, his father became closer and closer to his third uncle, and would take him to visit him from time to time. His third uncle treated him very well.

"Third Uncle, you wouldn't have conspired with my father and grandfather to prevent us from traveling far away, would you?"

It should be noted that the three most respected people in the village today are the three elders of the Yang family.

His grandfather, Yang Dongdong, was in charge of the entire academy. Not to mention them, all the other teachers were taught by his grandfather. There were very few people in the village from the previous generation who hadn't been scolded by his grandfather.

His second great-uncle, Yang Xiaochuan, was the village chief, so his status was self-evident.

As for the Third Uncle, as the temple keeper of the mountain god, his status was actually slightly higher than that of his grandfather and the Second Uncle. Every time the Third Uncle spoke, he would attract the attention of everyone in the village, including his grandfather.

If we can get the support of our third uncle, then we'll be much more confident about leaving the mountains!

"You know I, your third uncle, have always supported you. It's just that you're currently lacking a mentor who can put our minds at ease."

As he spoke, there was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

"If it were ten or twenty years earlier, Brother Xu Hu might have been willing to take you out for a trip, or perhaps it would have been Qiu'er from back then, or Village Chief Xueyi. With their abilities, they would naturally be more reassuring..."

"As for now... the men in the village can probably still go to the salt fields and redwood forests to collect some materials, but forget about leaving the mountains. Even though they have the divine talisman bestowed by the mountain god and don't have to be afraid of wild beasts or monsters, no one in the village knows the way right now."

Yang Cheng looked at his third great-uncle with some suspicion. He vaguely remembered Grandpa Xu Hu, but he hadn't seen him for about ten years. However, his great-uncle mentioned the other two magical village chiefs, Xueyi and Qiu'er...

These two must be of auntie or grandmother age, and they've been portrayed as almost mythical figures over the years, like celestial beings. They seem so far removed from reality...

There are also monsters... The older generation always says that there are monsters outside the village, but in the village, let alone monsters, he has hardly ever seen even wild animals.

"However, if we really want to leave the Ten Thousand Mountains, there are actually ways."

Upon hearing what his third uncle said, Yang Cheng's eyes lit up, and he looked at his third uncle expectantly. But just then, he saw a tall, strong man with piercing eyes slowly walk out of the temple.

The man looked to be only around thirty years old, in the prime of his life, yet Yang Cheng felt a strange sense of familiarity mixed with unfamiliarity with him...

Yang Cheng felt that if he had seen the other person in the village before, given their striking appearance, he would definitely remember them. But this person...

The man stepped out of the temple gate and looked at Yang Xiaoshan beside the gate, saying, "Xiaoshan, since these kids want to leave the Ten Thousand Mountains, I'll take them out for a walk. Although life outside isn't peaceful these days, the area around Gudu City is still relatively stable."

The mountains are indeed different from the outside world. These children, who are always with demons without realizing it, would probably never be able to leave Qingfeng Mountain without the help of the mountain god.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoshan's somewhat aged face immediately broke into a smile. He stood up, cupped his hands in greeting to the man, and said, "Then I'll leave it to Brother Xu Hu."

The man nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Yang Cheng, who was staring at him in disbelief.

"It's been so many years since I last saw you, you've grown so much."

"Grandpa Xu... Grandpa Xu Hu?!"

Within the Qingfeng Secret Realm.

Fang Yan and Yang Sheng were sitting together at a stone table in the waterside pavilion, watching the scene unfolding in front of the mountain god temple reflected in the water mirror.

At this moment, Fang Yan put down his teacup and chuckled, "Yang Sheng, if you're really worried, you can go with Xu Hu."

Upon hearing this, Yang Sheng sighed softly and shook his head slightly.

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Lord Mountain God. Although I know that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, he is still my great-grandson. However, with Xu Hu by my side, I think my worries are unnecessary."

Over the years, the two of them have been cultivating the divine path in the secret realm, and now they have achieved complete success, becoming the guardian deities of the mountain god.

Yang Sheng's own cultivation leans towards Confucianism, while Xu Hu has little talent or interest in magic and focuses more on strengthening his physical body, following the path of overcoming all magic with sheer force.

As the belief in the Mountain God of Qingfeng Mountain spread wider and wider, the story of him and Xu Hu began to be sung by storytellers from all over the world. Gradually, people also began to erect their statues on the left and right of the Mountain God and worship them together.

With the help of these incense offerings, their cultivation progressed rapidly, but they also became completely bound to Fang Yan, the mountain god, and became his subordinate gods in his pantheon.

Fang Yan shook his head slightly, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"No, you two do need to go to Ancient Ferry City together this time, but the tasks I give you are not the same."

"Xu Hu will take care of those children, while you need to go to the City God Temple in Gudu City to find Judge Lu Zhang and learn Confucianism from him."

"this..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Sheng was taken aback, then stood up and bowed deeply to Fang Yan.

"Yes, Your Majesty, thank you."

Regarding the lineage he cultivated, he had no relation to that judge; they had only met once. How could the judge be so willing to teach him so easily?

This clearly shows that their own mountain god knew he lacked Confucian knowledge and paid a price by asking that civil official to teach him...

Fang Yan smiled and said, "There's no need for that. It's because you have this talent that the judge agreed to teach you as soon as he heard it was you. If it were someone else, he might not have been willing to teach them."

After all, Fang Yan's own path of cultivation was special, with divine methods mostly serving as auxiliary means. Although his own supernatural powers and spells were extremely extraordinary, he did not have a complete divine inheritance.

Xu Hu is alright. Among the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques, there is a lineage called "Mountain Carrying," which grants the user the immense strength to carry mountains upon mastery. This is perfect for Xu Hu, and he has already passed it down over the years.

The only Confucian lineage that Yang Sheng possesses is through his connections; the only one he can think of now is that Judge Lu Zhangwen.

Fortunately, this person had a good impression of Yang Sheng, and he also gave him more than a dozen bottles of elixirs, which made this person readily agree to personally teach Yang Sheng the Confucian tradition.

He, as the mountain god, has done everything he could; the rest depends on how much Yang Sheng can learn.

"Remember to bring the writing brush I bestowed upon you. Although it has not fully recovered and only has 50% of its power remaining, it is still enough to protect you on your journey."