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"There are goblins in this mountain, and the supernatural power seems to be related to fire." Yang Jian noticed the red cloud emerging from the distant mountain depression, and frowned.

Master Kongwen and Wuji didn't have Yang Jian's mana cultivation, so they couldn't see clearly the red cloud of fire that rushed up to the sky and then suddenly dissipated, but they were very convinced of Yang Jian's judgment, so they immediately raised their spirits and became cautious.

Seeing this, Yang Jian explained in a gentle voice: "The direction where the red cloud rises is not in the west, and it may have nothing to do with us. There are so many spirits in the mountains, so there is no need to be on guard all the time, just to waste energy for nothing. If there is any danger coming, fellow Taoist Yin and I will warn everyone in advance."

Wuji nodded, and said crisply: "I understand, Uncle Zhenjun. Master Kongwen and I will always stay within the protection range of you and my mother, don't worry."

After walking like this for half a day, it has been calm.Pei Xiang saw that both Wuji and Master Kongwen were faintly tired, so he proposed to take a short rest and eat something to replenish their strength.

The four of them found a place near the water source and stopped.Wuji and Master Kongwen sat on the rocks to drink water and eat, Pei Xiang went to the river to fetch water to wash his hands, and Yang Jian jumped to the tree to look around.

Not long after, a wild deer suddenly rushed out from the depths of the forest in a panic, and rushed towards the bushes in a panic, like a brown whirlwind passing by.

"Huh?" Wuji is not an ordinary child after all, he immediately found that the running wild deer was injured, "It's not a wound attacked by a wild beast, but rather a wound caused by a hunter..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw an old man dressed in rags running towards him. Although he had silver hair and beard, his prey hunting posture was extremely vigorous and flexible.

Not only that, when the old man found out that the wild deer was about to escape by chance, he muttered the formula again, only to see a few vines suddenly hanging down from the tree, silently blocking the deer's hooves.Immediately afterwards, the wild deer that was fleeing in panic fell to the ground with a bang, unable to stand up for a while.

"Hey, you can really run, you have to let me cast a spell."

The old man ignored Wuji and Master Kongwen who were sitting on the rock.He walked quickly to the side of the wild deer, chanted the formula again to direct the vines on the ground to bind the wild deer, and then carried the caught prey on his back before turning around and striding away.

However, the old man had just walked a few steps, then suddenly turned back, and said to Wuji and Master Kongwen:

"What are you, a monk, bringing a little baby to the mountain for? Leave quickly, this mountain is not as peaceful as before, if you are not careful, you will become a monster's meal and drink. Hurry up, don't go any further gone."

Master Kongwen said: "Amitabha, you have to remind Mr. Lao. It's just that the poor monk is going to the west to obtain the scriptures. This mountain is the only way to go, so we have to take risks."

Wuji also thanked him, and asked curiously:

"Old man, you also know Taoism, so do you recognize the monster in this mountain? Is he powerful?"

"Hmph, why do children have so many problems? If I had ever seen a monster in this mountain, I would have died long ago. Let me tell you, that monster is very vicious. It likes to eat white, tender and fat dolls like you." The old man pretended With a fierce expression, hoping to scare Wuji away.

But Wuji was not only not frightened, but also quickly retorted:

"I'm not fat. My mother said, I just have a rounder face, but I'm still young, so I look so cute now."

The old man in ragged clothes couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw that the child was paying attention to the wrong point.He didn't bother to say anything more, and prepared to leave with the injured wild deer on his shoulders.

At this time, Master Kongwen said:

"Old man, since this deer ran to the poor monk, it is the fate between it and me. The poor monk doesn't know what you do for a living, so he dare not ask you to let this wild deer live, but the poor monk can't turn a blind eye. The old man , The poor monk here has a set of clothes, shoes and socks that are likely to be new, and some broken silver, can I exchange for the life of this wild deer?"

The strange old man paused, obviously a little tempted.

However, before he could open his mouth to agree, Yang Jian, who had been hiding his breath before, jumped down from the tree, and revealed the identity of the white-haired old man in embarrassing clothes as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Are you the mountain god here? How did you become so poor and miserable, and even hunt the prey in the forest yourself?"

"You..." The white-haired old man looked suspiciously at Zhenjun Erlang who had revealed his identity, "You have some good eyesight, little brother."

While speaking, he glanced at Wuji and Master Kongwen again, and suddenly said:

"No wonder this monk and this child dared to drill into the deep mountains and old forests. You are protecting them, right? Hehe, your technique of holding your breath is really good, and even I can coax you past it. But if you think, you can rely on it." It would be a big mistake to defeat that monster after learning some Taoism or practicing some martial arts moves.

"Well, as the saying goes, don't worry about your own business. I can't take care of myself now, I can only advise you a few words. It's up to you to decide whether you listen or not. When you come to the underworld, Lord Yan, don't cry out for injustice."

Yang Jian listened to the old mountain god's nagging, and didn't mention the main point. He even raised his hand, revealing the three-pointed and double-edged sword that he carried with him.Then with a wave of his hand, he drew a deep knife mark on the ground.

"Let's talk, if you don't know this knife, you should also be aware of its power. I'm asking you, just tell me the truth."

The white-haired mountain god stared dumbfounded at the long and deep knife mark on the ground, then glanced at the powdered stone near the knife mark, and swallowed subconsciously.

"I, Xiaoxian..."

However, before the old mountain god could tell the truth, more than a dozen earth mountain gods in the same ragged clothes suddenly appeared behind him.

As soon as these frowning earth immortals appeared, they all shouted:

"What happened? Why do I feel like the ground is cracking... Could it be that the red boy is going to kill us? Oh, what should I do? What should I do?"

Yang Jian silently looked at the mountain gods and lands who looked like beggars and refugees, and suddenly lost interest in asking.

At this time, Pei Xiang also returned from the water's edge. She just glanced curiously when Yang Jian turned her side to block her view.

"Don't look, some of them have holes in their trousers, and one is showing their arms. They are all naked and very indecent."

"Are they all from the land of mountain gods here?" Pei Xiang showed a curious expression similar to Wuji's.

Yang Jian nodded helplessly.

He raised his hand and performed a formula, grabbed some thick and thick green leaves from the nearby trees, temporarily transformed into a dozen pieces of clean and tidy clothes, and then threw them to the group of poor earth immortals, let them Quickly pack your instruments.

These land and mountain gods have discovered the knife marks on the ground and Yang Jian's ability at this time, so how dare they go against his will.Furthermore, in fact, they don't want to see people in such a state of embarrassment. If they have clean clothes to wear, they will be very happy.Even if the leaves change temporarily, they will not refuse.

After these poor gods packed up their appearance in a hurry, Yang Jian asked:

"Why are there so many land and mountain gods here?"

The white-haired old man who appeared first stepped forward, bowed and replied:

"My lord, this place has a special landform. There is a land every ten miles, and there is a mountain god every ten miles. There are a total of thirty lands and thirty mountain gods on the Yantou Mountain six hundred miles away. But at this time, only a dozen or so of me stay here, and sixty earth immortals. Haven't gathered yet."

"How many powerful monsters are there in this mountain? Are you being bullied by those monsters?"

"Returning to my lord, there were no powerful monsters living in this place originally, only some small monsters, which were not good. But a few months ago, a demon king with great powers suddenly lived in this mountain withered pine stream, and the demon king lived in him. His cave was renamed Huoyun Cave. He is known as the Holy Infant King, and his nickname is Hongbaier. He acts very domineering and willful.

"As soon as he came, he took me away and asked me to do long-term labor and chores in Huoyun Cave. It was hard and tiring. If there was any resistance, Honghaier would burn us with the real fire of Samadhi he cultivated. , the samadhi real fire is extremely powerful, if I get too contaminated by ghosts and immortals, I will be in danger of being dissipated, so I can only let him drive me.

"The original little demons in the mountains also became crazy because of the support of the Holy Infant King. Last month, they began to beg for money from me, but I am a ghost, so I can only catch some in the mountains if I have any money. The prey is given to them in exchange for some peaceful life."

After hearing all these twists and turns, Master Kongwen recited the Buddha's name.

Wuji glanced at the injured wild deer that was put on the ground by the mountain god, and quietly walked over to heal it.However, no matter how lightly he acted, he couldn't hide it from the nearby mountain gods and lands. One of the lands said helplessly:

"Young master is kind and pure, and he doesn't want to see this wild animal suffer. It's just that it will be eaten by those monsters sooner or later. It will be a waste of effort to heal this injury."

Another mountain god echoed: "That's right. My lord, don't blame me for taking others' ambitions and destroying my own prestige. It's just that the Holy Infant King is really powerful, not to mention his martial arts skills, but the real fire of samadhi he cultivated is enough to make me feel so powerful." People are helpless."

"Well, I don't know when the hard days I've been waiting for will end," the white-haired mountain god sighed bitterly, and then kindly persuaded, "My lord, please leave this place quickly. We will know that your lord has extraordinary skills." , but, no matter how good the martial arts are, they are not the match of the Samadhi True Fire, not to mention, the strong dragon can't overwhelm the local snake..."

Suddenly, the persuasion of the white-haired mountain god stopped abruptly, and then his face changed suddenly. He looked at the red cloud flying towards the sky in horror, and trembled a little.

"I'm coming... I'm coming... I can't go..."

While speaking, the red cloud dissipated, and a handsome child with pink face and red lips jumped out of it.Judging by the size and facial features, it is about the same as a ten-year-old human child, but it is much more airy and arrogant than ordinary mortal children.

As soon as the red boy appeared, he pinched his waist and shouted:

"Okay, let me tell you why you didn't go to work in my cave today, so you are here to make troubles! Who are you giving information to, huh, you are so brave."

Hearing Honghai'er's scolding, the land mountain gods immediately became silent.Everyone stood shrugging their heads, fearing that the little devil would notice them.

Therefore, among a group of people who bowed their heads and avoided, the four people who still held their heads up and their chests up and their eyes bright and calm stood out.Especially Wuji standing next to the wild deer, with his child's appearance and height, he immediately attracted the attention of the red boy.

"Hey, kid, what's your name, why did you come to the mountains? Are these mountain god lands praising you for your extraordinary skills?"

Wuji thought for a while, and decided to salute first and then fight. He took small square steps in a gentle manner until he walked not far from Honghai'er, and then he stopped and bowed:

"Little brother, my name is Wuji. I want to go west and take this mountain. Also, the mountain god uncle was not praising me just now, but I have also practiced martial arts. Among my peers, my skills are really good." very good."

"How good?"

Red Boy folded his arms on his chest, raised his chin and mocked:

"At first glance, you are a little baby full of milk smell. You have to be protected by the adults at home when you go out. Okay, I don't want to talk too much with your milk baby. Since I bumped into you here today, then Come back to Huoyun Cave with me. It just so happens that I am going to invite my parents to visit me recently, and I still need a few good dishes."

Wuji hesitated and said: "Little brother, the four of us are not very proficient in cooking. If you lack good dishes for entertaining guests, you'd better hire a chef with good skills."

"Hahaha, so you're a little fool," Honghaier laughed a few times, then his tone became cold, and he said harshly, "Who uses you as cooks for cooking? I'm missing a few good dishes, one is called steamed milk baby, One is fried couple’s heart, liver and lungs, and the other is stewed monk’s brains. Not too much, not too little, and it just so happens that the four of you can be used.”

Hearing that Hong Haier not only wants to eat himself, but also wants to hurt his relatives and elders, Wuji's face suddenly sank, and he no longer showed the gentle and friendly smile before.

Seeing this, Honghaier snorted, looked sideways at Wuji and asked:

"Why are you unhappy? Didn't you laugh silly just now? Heh, if you are unhappy, come and hit me. Don't you think you are good at it? Come on, let's compare each other and see you How powerful is this milk doll."

Although Wuji was angry at this time, he did not lose his mind.He knows that the age of a monster cannot be judged only by its appearance-either it looks like a child, or it is really an ignorant child.Coupled with seeing with his own eyes how the land of the sixty mountain gods was afraid of the red boy, Wuji felt that with his eight-year-old self alone, he probably couldn't defeat the monster who was said to be able to set fire to the opposite side.In the end, he probably had to rely on uncle Zhenjun or mother to help.

"But if I just admit defeat like this..." Wuji pursed his lips a little bit unwillingly, and his thoughts raced, "No, even if I don't fight, even if I can't win this red boy in terms of force for the time being, I will still win with words. To defeat the opponent, you must deter and despise the opponent from the momentum, and attack the opponent's weakness with what you are good at. Just like what Uncle Fox said, you must use words full of wisdom to make the enemy feel angry and unhappy, and you must make the enemy angry. From the bottom of my heart, I don’t want to bully people at will.”

With a decision in his heart, Wuji immediately lucked out his dantian and secretly suppressed his internal strength, and then said to Honghai'er in a very penetrating voice, neither in a hurry nor at a slow pace:

"You are dreaming! You have everything in your dream, but you think it beautifully. Hmph, you want to eat me, and think that I am incapable and need to be taken care of by the elders in my family? That's because I am cute and loving, unlike you..."

After the cup of tea was over, Wuji's tone changed and his speech rate remained unchanged, and he continued without a pause:

"By the way, where are all the adults in your family? Don't they teach you? That's too irresponsible. As we all know, giving birth to a child regardless of whether it is taught or not, and releasing it to harm others and harm flowers and plants is simply more annoying than hooligans.

"Red boy, what did you just say? I remembered that your parents even asked you to entertain them. Amitabha is so kind. What kind of parents are these without a sense of responsibility? How old are you? Not only were you kicked out At home, you have to treat them with good wine and good food. Besides, don’t they never tell you what you can eat and what you can’t eat? Surely not, then let me tell you that you are wrong..."

"It's noisy, shut up!"

Hong Haier has always thought of himself as a refined monster with a family background and an orthodox education of the second generation of monsters.Therefore, he is more reserved and demeanor in some things.For example, in the scolding stage before the battle between the two armies, it is best to give each other a chance to speak.

——The process of going back and forth and refusing the enemy speechless or furious is actually a kind of victory.

Therefore, when Wuji began to accuse him, Honghaier didn't intend to interrupt him roughly, he planned to wait for Wuji to finish speaking, and then go back sharply and mockingly.However, after all, he was startled by Wuji's non-stop panting and non-stop chatter. At this moment, he finally came back to his senses, only feeling a throbbing pain in his brain.

"Don't talk about it, my master is different from you. My master is 310 years old this year. I've grown up. I'm not a child anymore."

"what?"

Wuji who was interrupted immediately widened his eyes, he looked up and down the red boy, his expression looked innocent and shocked.After a while, he pretended to be wronged and complained:

"So you are more than 300 years old, and you still tricked me into calling you little brother? Why are you doing this?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Facing Wuji's accusing and angry eyes, Honghaier suddenly felt a sting in his heart, and he was so angry that he could spit out sparks without smashing his nose:

"It's obvious that you called my little brother on your own initiative, and I didn't ask you to call it. Shameless boy, you are hitting me hard!"

"But you pretend to be tender," Wuji said with a look of course and don't disappoint, "I am an eight-year-old kid, and I am really tender. You are over 300 years old, and you are still a fire-breathing person. You must be burnt inside. The test paper is over, how dare you just recognize the name of the little brother so openly? Look at my face, it's so tender that you can pinch water, we are different."

Taking a deep breath, Honghaier stared at Wuji's proud face, and said coldly:

"Oh, you and I are indeed different. Wait until I burn you thoroughly with the real fire of Samadhi, roast and smoke, and then see if you can squeeze out the water tenderly? If not, I will Chop you into old, old bacon."

As soon as the words fell, the Holy Infant King, who had cultivated in Huoyan Mountain for 300 years, could no longer suppress his anger.He resolutely stopped playing tricks with Wuji, but chose to see the truth under his hands, and attacked Wuji without saying a word.

Wuji knew that he would be defeated in the end, but he was not afraid to fight.He is a happy child with backing and backing, no matter what, he will fight first, and if he can't beat him, he will withdraw and replace him with his elders.

On the other hand, Pei Xiang, who was watching the battle, kept frowning.

She was not particularly worried about Wuji's safety, but she really couldn't figure it out. Neither she nor Erlang Zhenjun were the kind of people who like to talk nonsense when fighting. When did Wuji learn this ability to irritate people?

Yang Jian's face was not very good-looking either. After he frowned and thought for a while, he slowly uttered a name: "It's Hu Erlang."

Pei Xiang was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered Hu Er's fighting style, which is indeed to be angry first, then to provoke, and finally to step on the pain point, and Hu Er would never fight unless he first made the opponent so angry that he was completely out of reason.

"It really should be Hu Er."

Thinking of the vixen who was said to have come to the west and tried to become his son-in-law, Pei Xiang also nodded in agreement.

"When I was in Guanjiangkou, Hu Er always liked to ask Wuji about Princess Yumian. For a while, the two of them had frequent contacts."

Just when the two parents ignored their children's natural problems and calmly shirked some responsibilities, the suddenly mentioned Hu Erlang appeared without warning.

"My God, why did you start fighting?"

A beautiful young man wearing a silver and white embroidered pink fan descended from the sky. He had long curved willow eyebrows and a pair of sparkling and affectionate peach blossom eyes.

"Oh, Zhenjun, Lady Yin, why did you come here? Hey, it was Wuji who fought with the red boy. Not bad, not seen for so long, this kid's skills have improved."

Hearing Hu Erlang praise Wuji loudly, the red boy who was busy fighting suddenly grabbed Wuji's weapon and took advantage of the situation to step back, saying with a cold face:

"Okay, Hu Er, let me say why these people suddenly came to fight against me. Are they the helpers you hired? Let me tell you, no matter what, I won't give you a good face. Your attempt to destroy me The insidious vixen of the relationship between parents and husbands and wives!"

Hu Erlang was not at all afraid of Hong Boy's harsh words, he justified himself with a smile:

"Son, you misunderstood me. I have always longed for a home that can shelter from the wind and rain, and have a capable, beautiful and rich wife in the family. For this idea, I even wandered from the far east to the Flame Mountain. I got to know your mother, Princess Iron Fan... So, I am not here to sabotage, I am here to join you."

Red Boy: Bah!