Chapter 2 Mountain God and Yugong

Although Fang Yang had no intention of participating in the fight between the mountain god and Yugong, he did not dare to close himself in seclusion.

It takes at least ten years for a cultivator to close himself in seclusion. It was unknown when Hercules would come to move the mountain. Once he closed his seclusion, he might really die.

He did not leave for the time being for safety reasons.

This world is not simple!

After returning to his No. 1 cave, he meditated and practiced according to his previous habits.

As soon as he started to practice, he was surprised.

The reason was that the speed of practice was too fast!

In the past, it took at least twenty breaths for his mana to run a large cycle, but just now, he only took two breaths to run a cycle.

The speed of practice was ten times that of before!

At this speed, he could become a demon in less than twenty-five years if he practiced again.

Fang Yang thought for a while and immediately thought of the answer.

If the method and the external environment remain unchanged, it is easy to infer that it is because of the transformation.

When demons and gods reach a certain level of cultivation, they must transform into humans and continue to cultivate.

When he first started to cultivate, he didn't understand, but now he understands that the cultivation speed after transformation is fast!

Knowing this, Fang Yang has more motivation to cultivate.

The great catastrophe of Taihang Mountain and Wangwu Mountain is coming. The stronger his cultivation is, the greater his chance of survival.

In a cave full of fairy spirits, many demons and ghosts gathered together, as if they were having a meeting.

"How can this be! The Baoguang Bronze Mirror is the most powerful magic weapon of my Lingxian Cave. Who stole this magic weapon and gave it to Yugong?"

On the throne, a middle-aged man in silver armor was furious, and the golden divine power burst out, scaring many demons and ghosts to tremble.

This middle-aged man is the mountain god.

A few days ago, he heard Yugong's oath to dig Wangwu and level Taihang, and in anger, he wanted to kill Yugong.

Unexpectedly, his full-strength attack was rebounded by a magic weapon. Not only did he fail to kill Yu Gong, but he also injured himself.

After he healed his wounds, he realized that the magic weapon that rebounded his magic power was his own precious bronze mirror.

In this situation, how could he not be angry?

"Great Immortal, calm down! Great Immortal, calm down!"

The demons and monsters crawled on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.

If it were an ordinary mountain god, these demons and monsters would not take it seriously at all, but the one sitting on the throne was cultivated by the Emperor of Heaven, and his cultivation was extraordinary.

"Great Immortal, in my opinion, Yu Gong is not to be feared."

After the mountain god finished venting, a short demon with green acne on his face saw the opportunity and persuaded him.

He was the mountain god's confidant, the old toad monster, and his status in the cave of the mountain god was equivalent to the turtle prime minister of the Dragon Palace.

At this time, the mountain god had calmed down. He touched the big flower snake coiled on his arm and said casually.

"Get up!"

"Thank you, great immortal!"

All the demons breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

In the Taihang Mountains and Wangwu Mountains, the mountain god is the absolute ruler, equivalent to the Earth Emperor.

"Old Toad Monster, tell me your reasons."

The old toad monster walked out of the demons, shaking his head and talking freely.

"Great Immortal, this Yugong does have some brute force. However, mortals are always mortals, and there will always be a day when he is old and weak. When he is old and his blood is weak, we can send a little demon to take his cheap life."

The mountain god and the demons nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that the mountain god nodded, the old toad monster was even more complacent and continued.

"Yugong claimed that his descendants would be endless. We don't have to worry about this."

"To have children, a boy and a girl must be together. As long as we spread the news in Shifeng Village that Yugong's family has been cursed by the immortal, whoever marries his daughter to Yugong's family will be cursed. We will then let the ghosts and the female ghost head go to Yugong's house to make some noise to prove the authenticity of the curse."

"Yugong's family is not afraid of the immortal because Yugong has the precious bronze mirror and the ghost-exorcising talisman in his hands, but others are afraid! In this way, Yugong's son can't get a wife. If he can't even get a wife, how can his descendants be endless?"

The mountain god slapped the table and stood up from the throne.

"Well said! Old Toad Monster, I really can't see that you can come up with such a good idea with such an ugly head. Just do it according to your method!"

"The immortal is wise!"

The old Toad Monster said very happily.

After this meeting, the battle between the mountain god and Yugong, the contest between gods and humans, kicked off.

Fang Yang knew nothing about these things.

He would not rely on the mountain god. Without sufficient strength, he would not rely on anyone.

With his current cultivation, relying on others would only put himself in trouble.

College students looking for jobs and social youth looking for jobs are completely different concepts.

Look at those heavenly soldiers, look at those maids in heaven, look at those "little ones" on the journey to the west.

After practicing hard and finally becoming an immortal, just to serve others as a servant and cannon fodder?

People with abilities and people with useful value can continue to live like "people" after relying on others.

Worthless and mediocre people who go to rely on others often become others' cattle and horses, and their life and death cannot be controlled by themselves.

A month later, Fang Yang ended his practice.

He has been practicing for a month now, which is equivalent to a year of practice before. Although the increase in mana is not much, it can be clearly felt.

"The spiritual energy is too thin. If I can find a place where spiritual energy gathers, my practice speed will be much faster."

Fang Yang said with regret.

Although Taihang Mountain is a sacred mountain, the spiritual veins have been taken into the cave by the mountain god. The spiritual energy in the outside world is very scarce, and Fang Yang's practice is very difficult.

Since the spiritual energy in Taihang Mountain is thin, can't he leave Taihang Mountain and find a sacred mountain to practice?

No! At least not now.

He is too weak now. It's okay to stay in Taihang Mountain. If he goes out, he will be in the dark and easily encounter danger.

Fang Yang has a lifespan of nearly 50,000 years. There is still a lot of time. As long as he is not killed, he can practice to the next level by enduring slowly.

After the practice, Fang Yang went to chat with old friends as usual.

The Chinese toon tree spirit waved its branches and said with its spiritual sense: "You are here!"

Fang Yang jumped onto the tree, and he saw a branch and sat on it.

"Something big happened in Taihang Mountain and Wangwu Mountain!"

The Chinese toon tree spirit's voice was very excited.

"You know?"

Fang Yang asked in surprise. The Chinese toon tree spirit had been on this hillside for hundreds of years, and except for him, he had never seen any intelligent creatures.

"Of course I know. Not long ago, a dead wood spirit who had cultivated into a human form came to me. He saw that I was also a tree spirit, so he told me a lot of things."

The Chinese toon tree spirit began its story.