Calabash Fairy

Qingfeng Mountain, Mountain God Temple.

This temple is small, built spontaneously by the villagers of Xiahe Village at the foot of the mountain. It is only about three zhang (approximately 10 meters) on each side. Although it looks a bit simple, it has walls and a roof.

At this moment, a woman was kneeling devoutly before the mountain god statue, her eyes closed and her hands clasped together.

In front of her were many fruits and three sticks of incense, with wisps of smoke rising. If others were to look at her, they would surely think that this woman was sincerely praying for her family.

But Fang Yan didn't think so...

"Mountain God, please open your eyes! My old devil is sneaking out again last night! I think this time he clearly went to Widow Fang's house!"

"Waaah~ I'm so pitiful, I'm in the prime of my youth and I've ended up with this bastard!"

"And that Liu woman! Those two were exchanging glances when we were buying groceries during the day! Don't think I didn't know..."

".................."

Dressed in a blue robe, Fang Yan, standing in front of the woman, couldn't help but rub his throbbing temples.

The woman had been kneeling there for almost half an incense stick's time, complaining from east to west of the street. In short, she was blaming her husband for philandering and wanted the mountain god to punish him severely!

Fang Yan clearly remembered that late last night, after the man climbed over the wall, the woman in front of him climbed over the other wall...

Seeing that the woman was still complaining, Fang Yan turned around, looked at the gourd-shaped stone statue behind him, and sighed helplessly.

"It's really difficult to be a mountain god. These people are bowing and worshipping here. I don't know if they are worshipping a god or the demons in their own hearts."

"Speaking of which, in my past life, I worked overtime on my way home and stopped by a Taoist temple to pray for wealth. I couldn't help but complain in my mind about the company's endless overtime a thousand times over. If only there had been a deity listening to me back then..."

"Hiss... My apologies, my apologies..."

[Name: Fang Yan (Mountain God of Qingfeng Mountain)]

[Race: Calabash Fairy (Incomplete Origin)]

[Cultivation Level: 580 years]

[Technique: Sun and Moon Absorption Technique]

[Magic Item: Mountain God Seal]

[Innate Talents: Chaos Seed, Proficiency]

[Spells: Divine Eye, Wind Control, Rain Transformation, Absorption, Spirit Gathering, Breath Concealment]

[Merit: Six (Every hundred merits can be condensed into one golden light of merit)]

[Heavenly Path Mission: Obtain Ten Merits]

[Reward: Half of a Celestial Book]

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[Note: If one's fundamental nature is deficient, supernatural powers cannot be manifested. One can rely on divine objects from heaven and earth to replenish one's fundamental nature.]

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Fang Yan still remembers that he worked overtime at the company until late at night that day, and his heart was pounding, but he just pretended that he hadn't rested well and went straight to bed when he got home.

Who would have thought that when Fang Yan woke up, he would find himself on a green mountain, and his body would turn into a purple-gold cloud-patterned gourd hanging from a gourd vine!

Although he can sway around and is still indestructible, moving is out of the question.

For the first five years, Fang Yan was hung by the gourd vine until one night.

Suddenly, thousands of golden threads appeared in the moonlight on the horizon, hanging down one after another, before dispersing and disappearing. Only one of the golden threads fell directly towards his body.

It was from that night that his cultivation level increased greatly, and he finally fell off the gourd vine. He was even able to transform back into human form and walk in the mountains and forests, gaining many new abilities out of thin air.

As for his position as the mountain god, it was because a year before he took human form, he accidentally saved several villagers who were chopping wood on the mountain. They were then enshrined in a temple, and he not only gained merit but also unexpectedly became the mountain god of Qingfeng Mountain.

From that moment on, the words "Heavenly Path Mission" appeared before his eyes...

After transforming into human form, he served as the mountain god for another five years.

"Looking back now, I might have died of a sudden heart attack after working overtime that day... Although I often see news like this, who would have thought it would happen to me one day...."

Fang Yan's thoughts wandered, and for a moment he felt a little melancholy.

A moment later, the woman's prayers that kept falling into Fang Yan's ears finally stopped, and she slowly got up, grimacing as she patted her aching legs.

She couldn't very well complain to the mountain god, so she just bowed again and left in a hurry, completely unaware that the mountain god she was worshipping was right in front of her.

Not long after the woman left, at dusk, a tall, thin man came up the mountain again, carrying offerings of fruits and incense. He knelt before the mountain god statue, wailing and crying, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Mountain God! Please have pity on me! My wife..."

Are you all trying to fleece Benshan?!

Tolerable or unbearable!

Fang Yan was furious and kicked over the fruit platter that the man in front of him was offering!

"Oh my god!! The mountain god... the great mountain god has appeared!!!"

The man was hit in the face by plates and fruits that suddenly flew up. He grimaced in pain, but was so terrified that he scrambled to his feet and fled the mountain god temple as if his life depended on it!

Fang Yan shook his head helplessly. As soon as the man left, he looked up at the roof of the mountain god temple and said loudly:

"Since you're here, why don't you come inside and have a chat?"

The next moment, a dark, demonic wind swept in from outside the mountain god temple, transforming into a burly, blond man two meters tall, who laughed loudly as he walked towards Fang Yan.

"Hahaha~ Brother Fang! It's been months, how have you been?"

Fang Yan frowned slightly as he looked at Jun Heng's shoulder and the other wounds that were still bleeding. He knew that during the time the tiger demon had disappeared, it must have gone somewhere to seek out other monsters to cause trouble.

Upon seeing Fang Yan frown, Jun Heng's imposing manner immediately weakened by three points. He hurriedly took out a handful of spiritual flowers and herbs from the snakeskin bag at his waist and said with an embarrassed smile:

"Brother Fang, don't worry. A few days ago I went to Baimajian and happened to come across some spiritual flowers and herbs, so I picked some and came to give them to you."

Oh... so they went to find those two snake demons from White Horse Stream to fight...

Fang Yan rubbed his temples, looking troubled, but still nodded and said:

"I understand. Please wait here for a moment, Brother Jun. I will go back to fetch the medicine now."

"Eh!"

Amid Jun Heng's somewhat ingratiating smile, Fang Yan turned and walked into the gourd-shaped stone statue, his figure gradually becoming ethereal until he disappeared completely.

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At night, the Milky Way shines brightly in the night sky, and the bright moon gently casts its light on Qingfeng Mountain.

On the roof of the mountain god temple, Fang Yan and Jun Heng were sitting opposite each other at a table. At this moment, several wounds on Jun Heng's body had been covered with a kind of emerald green ointment.

"Brother Fang, you are truly skilled! With the Emerald Spirit Ointment you refined, I believe my external injuries will be completely healed in just a few days!"

Although he was physically strong and only suffered superficial wounds, the two snake spirits that injured him were no ordinary beings either. They were both ancient demons, and their wounds were imbued with strange demonic power, making them quite difficult to heal and remove.

Only the Emerald Spirit Ointment concocted by Fang Yan, with its immense vitality, could help him quickly dispel the demonic power and heal his wounds.

Junheng felt very fortunate. If he hadn't met Brother Fang, he would have had to return to his cave to recuperate before his injuries could heal.

Fang Yan lay comfortably in a half-reclining position, his whole body bathed in moonlight, looking quite relaxed.

For plants and trees like them, cultivation mainly involves absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

His cultivation technique, the Sun and Moon Absorption Technique, sounds impressive, but it's really just something he figured out himself. It involves using two spells, Gathering Spirit and Absorbing Qi, to absorb the essence of the sun and moon.

"I spend most of my time on the mountain, with nothing to do but grow flowers and grass. These are just some minor skills."

Fang Yan was originally calm and unhurried, but in his previous life he drifted with the tide and was busy all his life.

After being reincarnated in Qingfeng Mountain, he discovered that he had truly fallen in love with the leisurely life there.

Junheng shook his head, clearly disagreeing with Fang Yan's statement, but he did not directly refute it. Instead, his tiger-like eyes gleamed as he looked down at the small mountain village still illuminated by scattered lights.

"Brother Fang, we have known each other for four years. I know you are very capable. The Ten Thousand Mountains are so vast, why do you have to be a mountain god on this ordinary Qingfeng Mountain and accept the incense offerings that the weak humans don't care about?"

Fang Yan slowly opened his eyes, a golden light flashing in them, but he didn't explain anything further.

"Brother Jun, although we are good friends, the paths we walk are not the same..."