Calabash Fairy

After a while, Yang Sheng and the other two roughly understood what had happened. Xu Hu was even more surprised that the problem had been solved before he even made a move...

but....

Xu Hu looked around and saw that the villagers around him were looking at Qiu'er with curiosity, and even a little fear in their eyes. He couldn't help but fall silent.

Now, those hooligans are still lying on the ground, twitching and groaning from time to time, while some have already completely passed out.

Of course, these bastards brought this on themselves, and they have no one to blame but Qiu'er.

But this scene was witnessed by everyone, and within two days it would spread throughout the entire village, and rumors would spread everywhere.

Although Qiu'er is a cultivator, and perhaps like her master, she wouldn't care about these things, how could her elders want to see such a thing happen?

Seeing Xu Hu's silence, Qiu'er smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Uncle Xu Hu, they'll only feel pain. They're not injured and won't have any problems."

Back then, her master had said that, apart from her grandmother, the village chief's family, Uncle Xu Hu, Grandpa Wang Shi from the iron foundry, and Grandpa Ge Ling from the clinic were all trustworthy people in the village, so she felt closer to these elders.

In her hand was the Soul-Slaying Whip left to her by her own grandmaster, which was only handed over to her on the day her master left the village.

This whip is specifically designed to strike the soul. Although she did not unleash its power or use any magic, these rascals will still experience a deep, soul-piercing pain that will last for several days before slowly subsiding.

Yang Sheng and the other two were speechless for a moment...

How could there not be a problem...? They clearly smelled a mixture of feces and urine just now...

Xu Hu nodded helplessly and said:

"I understand, Qiu'er."

After learning what the group of hooligans had said to Xiao Qiu'er, he felt that the bastards deserved what they got. His only concern was that Qiu'er might face strange looks in the village in the future.

We still need to find a way to resolve this...

"boom.........."

Just then, a deep, rumbling sound slowly rose from the earth, and the ground began to tremble.

"What's going on?! Has the earth dragon turned over?!"

"The mountain god is here, don't panic! Don't panic!"

In an instant, the entire Xiahe Village was thrown into chaos. Fortunately, the tremor subsided after a short while, and the villagers, still shaken, came to their senses and dispersed.

Qiu'er's eyes lit up. She could clearly feel the surrounding spiritual energy slowly gathering towards Qingfeng Mountain. Obviously, the change just now must have come from the Mountain God.

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In the Qingfeng Secret Realm, Fang Yan smiled as he looked at the Mountain God Seal floating in front of him, radiating golden light.

At this moment, within his perception, every blade of grass and every tree within a radius of eight hundred miles centered on Qingfeng Mountain appeared clearly in his mind.

"The Mountain God Seal has broken through again, and the earth vein power that I can control has reached eight hundred miles. Within this eight hundred miles range, with the power of the divine path and the Mountain God Seal, I am afraid I can fight against a great demon with three thousand years of cultivation."

"Furthermore, the Mountain God Seal seems to have gained some new abilities, and the unique methods of the Incense and Divine Path have begun to gradually manifest."

"The most important ability among these is that, under my position as mountain god, I can already bestow the title of a subordinate god..."

Fang Yan carefully examined the information constantly transmitted by the Mountain God Seal and roughly understood what this deity was all about.

The bestowal of titles can be made to any race, and can be any of the myriad living beings in the world. Although it is limited by him, if it is bestowed upon a mortal, it is equivalent to ascending to heaven in one step and directly stepping into the path of divinity.

If his cultivation continues to break through and his divine position continues to rise, his status and abilities will naturally rise accordingly.

"Speaking of God, I do have someone in mind, but we should ask Himself about this..."

Fang Yan thoughtfully beckoned to the Mountain God Seal and put it away.

Although the Mountain God Seal has successfully broken through this time, and his divine path has reached a new level, the next breakthrough will require at least ten years of incense offerings to accumulate merit, which is definitely not something that can be rushed.

However, he was already quite satisfied with Qingfeng Mountain's current 800-li (approximately 400 km) range.

Once he has thoroughly sorted out the ley lines of the newly incorporated Qingfeng Mountain area, the spiritual energy of Qingfeng Mountain will surely reach a new level.

Even now, some common spiritual materials are already growing naturally on Qingfeng Mountain.

Furthermore, the increased spiritual energy of Qingfeng Mountain is also a good thing for the villagers of Xiahe Village at the foot of the mountain. Not only will the land become more fertile, but living at the foot of the mountain year after year will also prolong life and make them less prone to illness.

At this time, Xiahe Village is no longer the impoverished village that struggled to survive in hardship, but is constantly developing towards becoming a paradise.

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That night, at the Xiahe Village Clinic.

In this two-story house, Ge Ling, dressed in hemp clothing and with white hair and beard, walked past the figures lying on the wooden bed groaning incessantly, and slowly approached Yang Sheng.

Ge Ling stroked his beard and said:

"These people do have no internal or external injuries, but they are in excruciating pain. It seems that we can only wait for them to recover slowly, just as Qiu'er said."

"Don't worry, I've checked it, it shouldn't cause any deaths."

"But if you ask me, Qiu'er did a really good job this time. If these bastards aren't properly dealt with, they'll be as annoying as rat droppings."

"But I'll have to trouble you to take care of things after that."

Ge Ling was well aware of what Yang Sheng was worried about. These people were indeed scoundrels that everyone hated, but once someone died, the meaning of the matter would change.

The villagers inevitably felt uneasy and fearful, after all, these were people who had been killed in their own village...

"Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Yang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to Ge Ling, and then slowly walked out of the clinic to return home to rest.

But that very night, he had a strange dream...

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In his dream, Yang Sheng walked somewhat bewildered through a lush, verdant forest filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.

He arrived at a stone pavilion in the woods, where he saw two figures, one tall and one short, chatting inside.

He recognized the younger one; it was Qiu'er, that little girl. As for the other young man in the blue robe, he had never seen him before. Judging from his warm smile and ethereal demeanor, he seemed otherworldly...

Yang Sheng walked slowly away, and Qiu'er ran off with a big smile on her face when she saw him. The young man in the blue robe also turned his head to look at him with a gentle gaze.

In that instant when their eyes met, Yang Sheng seemed to see, through those clear, gentle eyes, the entire Qingfeng Mountain region, and a towering figure seated atop the altar, protecting this land...

"Mountain...Lord Mountain God!!"

Yang Sheng's heart raced, his whole body trembled, and he stared in disbelief at the young man in the blue robe before him. His knees buckled and he knelt down, bowing his head deeply, no longer daring to look directly at him.