Chapter 471 Twelve Mountain Gods

A man in white came out of the city. Although he looked like he was in a hurry, he didn't tie his legs or carry a backpack, and he didn't have much dry food. He looked very different from the other travelers on the same road.

A young man saw the man in white dressed like this, and couldn't help but mutter, where did this young man come from? This outfit looks good, but it's inconvenient to travel on a long road.

Then he looked down at himself.

Although he was wearing a cloth dress and straw sandals, he was wrapped tightly, so he wasn't cold in winter or hot in summer, and he had enough dry food and water. This was the proper outfit for a long journey.

Just as he was feeling satisfied, he suddenly heard a noise, looked up, and saw the man in white rising from the ground, lying on a long sword, and flying towards the sky.

If that was the case, it would be fine. At the critical moment, the man waved at him. The man was stunned and dazed.

Then he saw the man plunge into the clouds, press down the clouds, and float away. The traveler watched for a long time, and finally murmured, it turned out to be a god.

Li Changxiao lay on the flying sword, drinking a little wine, the speed was not fast, the wind whistled past his ears, the hair was blown up, looking down, he could see the mountains and rivers, looking up, he could see the blue sky and clouds.

One man, one sword, proudly traveled the world.

If you say that a real god came to the world, he is really not as cool as him. If you insist on using the word "goddess", calling him a "fake god" seems more appropriate.

The target is Dayu City, but the journey is not short, and he has a feeling in his heart that if he goes too fast, he will attract some attention.

So he deliberately stayed in Qingrao City for some time to deduce the art of arithmetic, and then borrowed the eyes of fortune and disaster to calculate a good time and good journey.

The hexagram shows that it is today's Chen time.

If Li Changxiao could still not believe in the theory of cause and effect, then he had to believe in the fortune-telling, because he could see people's fortunes and misfortunes with his eyes.

He intuitively felt that this journey was difficult, because the mermaids found Xiaozhen several months ahead of him, and were one step ahead of him in everything, not... dozens of steps.

And outside Mengze City, he saw a familiar figure through the dream fruit. It was Ji Beiming, one of the three contemporary geniuses of the mermaids.

Facing Ji Nan, Ji Lu, and Ji Huo, he could kill them one by one through fighting, assassination, magic weapons, etc. It was not easy but not difficult. But facing Ji Beiming... he had to be more careful.

At least he would not try to fight with him. Li Changxiao never looked down on the heroes of the world because of the exhaustion of spiritual energy.

No matter how the times change, the genius is always the genius, and at any time, he can emit the glory that belongs only to him.

The hexagram showed that this journey was half good and half bad, with many obstacles. If you rush forward, you will hit a wall and return. On the contrary, if you follow your heart, the good and bad will be blurred and chaotic.

In other words, you can't be impatient.

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Li Changxiao landed on the top of the mountain after flying for more than a hundred miles and changed to walking. He weaved a long vine, climbed down the mountain, and walked among the mountains and forests.

Passing by a swamp, there were many snakes, insects, plague, crocodiles, and beasts. Li Changxiao didn't want to get involved, so he stepped on the Qingping sword, suspended three inches above the ground, and flew through it at a low altitude.

On the way, he picked a straight branch, and then condensed a dream silk, tied one end to the branch, and the other end hung in the swamp.

He sat cross-legged on the sword, like a fisherman, using the simple fishing rod to fish for the dreams of all things in the swamp.

After a while, something was hooked, and the dream silk was entangled with a cloud of mist. It was the dream of a living being.

Li Changxiao checked it and threw it back into the swamp.

Just like this, there was a white-clothed guest who fished one dream after another tirelessly.

Flying over the swamp at such a low altitude was not boring.

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Walking for seven days.

On the way, I saw a mountain, towering and rising straight into the blue sky, piercing into the clouds, and I couldn't see the top at a glance. Higher up, there were colorful clouds flying, and strange birds were nesting. The early sun hit the rocks, dyeing them with a circle of golden meaning.

Whether you look at it from a distance or up close, it is beautiful.

There are mostly pedestrians at the foot of the mountain. This mountain is a traffic pass. Most of the towns within a radius of 100 miles want to go to the towns in the west. They have to pass by this mountain and go around the foot of the mountain.

What's more special is that there is a god in this mountain, a mountain god.

There are not many mountain gods in Dayu Kingdom, only twelve, but they have been preserved since the founding of the country. It can be said that they have a long history, are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the people are in awe.

Not to mention the common people, even the king of a country would go to burn incense when he saw these twelve mountains.

The founding emperor once said that these twelve mountain gods are the pillars of Dayu Kingdom, supporting Dayu's national destiny. With them, Dayu's national destiny will last forever.

This mountain is called "Tianjian Mountain". Although you can pass by the foot of the mountain directly, most pedestrians choose to go up the mountain. There is a mountain temple more than 400 meters high. The temple is full of incense and is very lively.

Li Changxiao also went up the mountain and waited for more than 400 meters before finally seeing the mountain temple. Compared with the Dongshenjun Temple, Hemu Temple, and other temples, the number of mountain god temples is much smaller.

Take the Tianjian Mountain Mountain God Temple as an example. Although it is one of the only twelve mountain gods in Dayu Kingdom.

However, his temple is only spread within a radius of more than 100 miles with Tianjian Mountain as the center. But even so, the incense he enjoys every day will not be reduced much. The small mountain gods in this area, the land, are all under his jurisdiction.

In front of the mountain god temple, there is a towering tree with lush branches and leaves. It takes five or six people to hold the trunk together.

There are more than a hundred incense sticks under the tree. The smoke is floating, and the leaves are smoked black. Li Changxiao can see at a glance that this tree is extraordinary. The daily incense has made this tree change like "lightning wood".

Li Changxiao entered the temple and looked up.

It was a stone statue. The monks in the temple introduced it to him. This stone statue had an extraordinary origin. There was only one in the world. It was taken from a huge stone on the top of Tianjian Mountain. It took ten years to carve it.

The stone statue was majestic. The mountain god was wearing a ragged cassock and sitting cross-legged on a giant eagle. His eyes opened and closed, and his eyes were full of spirit. He had a powerful aura.

"Donor."

The monk guarding the temple reminded him urgently: "Don't look directly at it, don't look directly at it. This is a great disrespect to the mountain god. I'm afraid it will bring disaster. I'm afraid it will bring disaster."

"Oh."

Li Changxiao smiled back, retracted his gaze, and raised his hand to drink.

"Donor, don't drink, don't drink. The temple prohibits drinking." The monk guarding the temple reminded again.

"There are so many rules." Li Changxiao muttered in his heart, and still took back the gourd, did not burn incense, and left.