It’s the end of the world after becoming a mountain god!

"But after what happened just now, I have decided that I must be a man of integrity and beat that bug to the ground!" Jin Teng said as he touched his two leaves with his roots.

There was a tooth mark on one of the pieces, which was left by Ao Ling just now.

At this point, the tooth marks have become very light, so light that you can basically see them unless you look closely.

I have to say that the self-healing ability of the golden vine is really scary!

Even if Ao Ling only uses brute force, he is still the spirit of a dragon vein. Although he has no physical body, his destructive power is extremely strong.

Otherwise, he would not have been used by the eight elders to deal with Song Tang, and Song Tang almost fell into Ao Ling's trap.

"Is this why you want to become a boy?"

Song Tang never expected that the main reason why Jin Teng wanted to transform into a boy was to take revenge on Ao Ling.

She didn't quite understand the desire to win between children, especially since both of them were only about three hundred years old. Whether in the fairy world or the demon world, they were still just cubs.

"Yeah!" Jin Teng nodded vigorously.

Song Tang opened his mouth, and the words of persuasion turned into comfort when they reached his lips: "Don't worry, it won't be too late to make a decision when you grow up."

The golden vine shook its two leaves vigorously, and its countless roots moved forward together, arriving in front of Song Tang almost instantly.

It looked up at Song Tang and asked impatiently, "So can you give me a name?"

Song Tang touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Hasn't this been on my mind?"

The golden vine suddenly jumped onto Song Tang's palm and shouted, "You gave me my last name, why don't I choose my own first name?"

"Of course." Choosing one's own name is in line with Jin Teng's more selfish personality.

"Hu Qian, why not just call me Hu Qian!" Jin Teng said loudly.

Song Tang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why is it called this name?"

Today, he touched his leaves a little embarrassedly and said awkwardly: "You are a mountain god, so when in Rome, follow the local customs. It's just right to be called Hu Qian!"

岄 means mountain.

Looking at the golden vine jumping excitedly in his palm, Song Tang was silent for a long time.

Didn't Jin Teng always dislike her and even ignored her a lot of the time? Sometimes he would rather sleep than talk to her.

The most obvious thing was that it disliked the crystal core because its energy was weak and it didn't taste good, as if Song Tang was abusing it.

I never thought that Jin Teng would specifically choose a name related to himself.

She couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth slightly. It was not until now that she realized that Jin Teng was actually a tsundere person.

"How is it? Does it sound good?"

Song Tang nodded vigorously, as if nodding was not enough, and said affirmatively: "It sounds good, very good! From now on, you will be called Hu Qian!"

As soon as the words fell, the sky suddenly brightened up little by little.

Thinking that it was the sun that had never appeared again after the end of the world, Song Tang and Jin Teng looked up together, only to find that as the sky gradually brightened, a rainbow appeared on the horizon.

The rainbow became brighter and brighter, and each band of color was as beautiful as colored crystal.

The colorful light was getting closer and closer to the two of them. At first, they thought it was an illusion, until they found that the other end of the rainbow really stretched to the roof of the mountain temple. Song Tang stood up suddenly.

Then she saw that the red part of the rainbow stretched straight towards Hu Qing.

Hu Qian did not avoid or give way. It raised its two leaves high and let the red light shine on itself.

In the red light, the fairy vine, which was originally only about five centimeters high, was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First a golden vine sprouted from its head, then the second, the third...

Countless golden vines are entangled together like a braid.

They entwine with each other, as if in a race, and continue to grow upwards. They are getting higher and higher, reaching straight into the sky, like a fairy vine hanging down from the clouds, or like a ladder to heaven.

The golden vines are still growing. They change from vertical growth to horizontal growth along the white clouds around them, as if they had built a shelf with the clouds as a support.

The vines began to bloom with countless white flowers, and the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance, but the flowers soon faded.

A small green gourd emerged. It grew slowly and its color changed from the original green to red, and finally to a dazzling scarlet red.

With a snap, the gourd fell from the huge vine.

Song Tang subconsciously reached out to take it, and actually caught the fiery red gourd.

The skin of the gourd is very delicate, much more so than the finest mutton-fat jade. If you look closely, you can see the faintly shimmering golden dark lines on the skin of the gourd.

Before I had time to carefully feel and study the scarlet gourd, the red light slowly faded, and the fairy vine that reached into the sky also shrank.

They shrank all the way down from the clouds, and soon Song Tang went from looking up at the height to looking down at the height.

Looking at the golden vines about one meter high on the eaves, was it just an illusion?

There was another "ha" sound, and the one-meter-tall fairy vine suddenly shone brightly! As the golden light slowly disappeared, a fat baby of about four or five years old appeared inside.

This fat baby has skin as white as cream, and wears a bright red bellyband and matching red pants. His limbs are as plump as lotus root nodes, his lips are red and his teeth are white, especially his round face with a pair of bright eyes, which are particularly smart.

He had a high braid on his head with two tender yellow leaves growing on the top of the braid.

"Gourd!" The fat baby who looked like a doll in a New Year painting raised the gourd in his hand above his head and said in a baby voice, "I made the gourd!"

Looking at the miniature red gourd and the beautiful fat doll that looked like a girl, Song Tang didn't react for a moment.

Hu Qian shook the gourd in his hand vigorously again, trying to attract Song Tang's attention. Seeing that Song Tang still did not respond, he shouted again: "Master, I have transformed! I have also grown a red gourd, which I will give to you!"

As he said that, he suddenly threw himself into Song Tang's arms. Song Tang subconsciously hugged the soft Hu Qian and the red gourd that the other party had forced into her hand.

Pinching the gourd with two fingers and looking at the toy-like little red gourd, Song Tang felt moved and at the same time did not know whether to laugh or cry.

The gourd that fit perfectly in the hands of the four or five-year-old Hu Qian looked like a small ornament in her hands.

He released the gourd from Hu Qian's hand and said solemnly, "This gourd belongs to you. Remember, you can't give it to anyone except yourself. If someone wants to take it away, don't hold back and kill them. If you can't beat them, don't hesitate and run away without looking back! It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"

This gourd should be Hu Qian’s companion magic weapon, something that is naturally bound to him.

It is not impossible for outsiders to use it by force, but the prerequisite is that they need to kill Hu Qian and make this companion magic weapon ownerless.