Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"Little girl, you've already reached this point, why are you so stubborn?" The old man let out a strange laugh and controlled more spores to fall on Chu Yao.

The camp was warm, and the spores grew into long, thin mycelium in such a favorable environment.

Wuyou tried all kinds of talismans, but couldn't restrain the spores.

Freezing can only make the spores temporarily dormant, and then revive after a few seconds; burning can inactivate a small part of the spores, but the reproduction rate of the spores is too fast; the spores themselves are not dirt and cannot be purified by divine thunder.

Chu Yao still had a careless smile on her face. She absorbed all the spiritual energy within a hundred miles. The spores lost the spiritual energy they relied on for survival and slowly landed.

"Huh?" The old face rolled his eyes, "Do you want to suck all the spiritual energy into your body? Haha, you smart girl. But how long can you hold on? One day, one month, one year? Do you want to be with my spores? Are they longer than life? They are immortal!"

Chu Yao chuckled and said, "That's wrong, I want to help your spores grow up faster."

The dense mist-like spiritual energy suddenly erupted, and in an instant, all the spores rushed towards Chu Yao.

In just a few seconds, mycelium had spread all over Chu Yao's body, wrapping her like a cocoon. The mycelium was still growing and branching, and some had already sprouted tiny mushroom buds.

The spores have no intelligence, they only greedily absorb spiritual energy, but Lao Lian is different, he is one of the evil gods of Sampa Mountain.

Faced with Chu Yao's abnormal behavior, the old face always felt that something was wrong. It glanced at Chu Yao suspiciously, but it didn't understand how she could do such a stupid thing.

"Snapped."

As the first mushroom raised its cap, thousands of mushrooms bloomed at the same time, and the mountainside of the snow-capped mountains seemed to be covered with a colorful ribbon.

However, after accelerated growth, it is followed by accelerated destruction.

Chu Yao threw out twelve modified Mysterious Fire Talismans, and the talismans formed a circle like a clock in front of her. She used the sword talisman to spin the talisman in a circle, and the temperature soared rapidly, reaching nearly forty degrees!

Wuyou and Ji Jinchen felt a wave of heat coming over them, as if they were in a dry and hot desert.

For mushrooms that like shade and moisture, this is undoubtedly a disaster of extinction.

Just growing into mushrooms has consumed all the nutrients in their bodies. This is when they are at their weakest, and all the mushrooms quickly decay into a puddle of black water.

"no no!!!"

Old Face wailed and fled deep into the snow-capped mountains, but high temperatures would force the mushrooms to lignify, and Old Face was no exception.

The old face fell to the ground, revealing a human form - it was the old lady they met when they first arrived at Sampa Mountain.

Starting from the soles of her feet, her body gradually turned into dead wood, and in the end, only a human face remained.

"Even if... you... kill me, you still... can't defeat her..." Her mouth moved, "She... is the... faith of thousands of people... If faith is everlasting, she is a god …”

After saying these words, her face turned into a layer of bark and she closed her eyes forever.

"This is the power of evil gods." Wuyou sighed, "If they hadn't met Chu Yao, they would have killed countless people in Sampa Mountain."

"Wuyou, give me Fuxixue's seeds."

Chu Yao took the ice box he handed over and sprinkled the dark green seeds on the dead wood.

Although the evil god is dead, the nutrients accumulated in its body are still there. In addition, the spores have just absorbed a large amount of spiritual energy, and now its corpse is the best soil.

Young green seedlings came out, slowly sprouting branches and spreading leaves. After a few minutes, there were seven more buds with silky snow on the dead wood.

After having an experience, Wuyou already knew the flowering period of Chuisixue. Although he failed several times at first, he finally collected three complete Chuisixue.

However, even if it was placed in a special ice box, Chui Sixue could only be stored for one day, and he had to rush back to the imperial capital immediately.

He looked at Chu Yao and Ji Jinchen worriedly. The evil gods in the snowy mountains were too strange. Even he had never encountered such a difficult evil spirit to deal with. What's more, they had not yet met the one with real divine power and the ability to cast a death curse. Evil god.

"Take these talismans, and this one." He said, taking out the Supreme Pure Brightness Seal. "Although this seal cannot be passed on to others, the situation is urgent, so you keep it for self-defense."

If you borrow a unique secret treasure privately, you will be severely punished no matter which sect you put it in.

Even with Wuyou's seniority, no one in Maoshan dared to execute him.

"How can I take your master's magic weapon?" Chu Yao declined, "You have to have confidence in me."

"But..." Wuyou hesitated for a moment, and when he saw Chu Yao's resolute attitude, he had to give up, "Okay, I'll rush back immediately after setting up the Feng Shui bureau. Before that, don't attack the evil god rashly."

"I know, go ahead and don't keep the wind chime waiting." Chu Yao said with a smile.

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"I...where am I...what time is it now..."

Xie Hui held his head in confusion, reality and dreams alternated, and he could no longer tell which was true and which was false.

He opened his eyes and looked around. He went back to a year ago when the mountaineering team first entered the mountain.

However, this time he is no longer Wu Hui, but a soul floating in mid-air.

He watched the climbing team arrive at the first camp. Not long after Wu Hui and Teacher Gao left, Du Hongbo got up and went to a nearby public toilet.

On the way back to the camp, Du Hongbo saw an old woman carrying a backpack falling to the ground. He quickly stepped forward and helped the old woman up.

"Grandma, are you okay?" Du Hongbo asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay..." The old woman waved her hand.

Du Hongbo helped her put the mushrooms on the ground back into the basket and said, "Grandma, the basket is too heavy. I will carry it for you. Do you want to go down the mountain?"

"You are such a good boy. It would be great if I had a grandson as well-behaved as you." The old woman said with a smile, "Please help me carry the basket to the hillside in front of me."

"Okay." Du Hongbo responded.

"Haha, this is it." The old woman said kindly, "You can take some mushrooms back."

"What kind of business is this? It's not easy for you to pick so many mushrooms." Du Hongbo declined.

"I'm too embarrassed to let you work in vain. How about you come in and have a bowl of hot soup." The old lady invited her warmly.

"Okay then." Du Hongbo followed her into the hut, but it was not as warm inside as he imagined, and was actually a bit cold.

While he was drinking soup, he was chatting with the old woman. When he heard that there were nine people in their team, a strange look flashed in the old woman's eyes.

The old woman sighed and asked, "Young man, don't you know that nine people cannot enter Sampa Mountain?"