“More than a hundred years ago, I was entrusted by my father to travel the five continents, pacify many sacred mountains, and inspect the land veins of the world. When I came out of the Southern Wasteland, my first stop was your Mo Shuang Mountain.
That was my first time traveling, and I didn’t know how to talk to people, so I had a fight with your master when I went up the mountain… Your master was a very domineering person.”
Grandma Zhenshan stretched her shoulders and sat on the main seat at the stone table.
He touched his wrist again and said as if telling a story:
“But she is also very powerful. She is one realm lower than me, but she still fought me to a draw. It was not until I alarmed your family’s head that she gave up.
But there is no acquaintance without fighting. When your master heard that I was going to travel around the world, he went with me. Later, he sent me back to the Southern Wilderness, where we encountered the Dark Mountain, where the evil spirit was restless and thousands of ghosts were causing chaos.
It was also your master who stepped in to help the people of the Southern Wilderness and averted the catastrophe.
Since then, my mother-in-law and I have had a very good relationship with Shi Yandahutu, like sisters. She also remembers my kindness and often gives me some new and interesting things to play with. "
Having said that, the mother-in-law glanced at the corner of the cave.
Old Jiang, who was beaten with a bruised face, was curled up there, with the corners of his mouth twitching from time to time. This reminded him of the beating he received from Shi Yan when he first joined the sect.
but……
Lao Jiang is just pretending.
He was just shouting and screaming in pain, looking as if he was going to be beaten to death by the mountain guarding grandmother. However, due to her status, it was impossible for the grandmother to really hurt the friends of the Yandang Pond monster.
It's just a formality.
Although it looked serious, they were only superficial injuries and didn't even hurt much. My mother-in-law was at the Dao Seeking Realm and had a precise control of her strength. She specifically targeted the places where Lao Jiang's skin was thick.
It doesn't hurt at all.
However, Lao Jiang's acting skills are very good.
It was a play that she was cooperating with Grandma Zhenshan. While explaining her relationship with Shi Yan to him, Grandma grabbed a special communication stone.
Like a camera, it was directed towards the miserable old river.
Boss Jiang and his cooperation showed a miserable and panicked expression, with a bruised face and blood on his body, he looked extremely miserable.
"Ah! Why did you beat him like this?"
A few breaths later, the sound of Shi Yan's spiritual thoughts rang out in Zhenshan Yuanshen through the communication stone, with a sense of tension.
explain:
"You didn't hurt my disciple, did you? He looks so dumbfounded! Didn't I tell you to hold back a little? You didn't use any strength at all!"
"Haha, it was you who asked me to beat him up, and now you're the one blaming me."
Grandma Zhenshan refuted mercilessly:
"You really should go find a doctor in Shennong Mountain to check out your brain. Well, I have done what I promised you. For the next period of time, I will be very busy and will not have time to play with you.
That’s it! ”
The mother-in-law hung up the communication stone. Old Jiang, who had been watching the changes in Zhenshan's expression, thought that this Zhenshan mother-in-law was also a dramatic actress.
However, it is difficult to be both loyal and righteous. Zhenshan took great pains to achieve this, but it was also hard for her.
Boss Jiang had no ill feelings towards Granny Zhenshan, but because he did not hear the telepathic conversation, he disliked the confused Shi Yan even more.
We must teach that ignorant woman a lesson!
He thought so in his heart.
"Okay, stop pretending."
The mountain god waved her hand, and Lao Jiang was transported by the ground, as if on a dirt plate, and was sent to the chair. The mountain god flicked his finger, and a ball of green light fell on him.
In just a blink of an eye, all the superficial injuries were completely healed.
The beautiful little snake, as red as green jade, also spit out its tongue and crawled onto the arm of the mountain-guarding old lady. It coiled itself around her like an ornament, then closed its eyes and began to sleep soundly.
"Fairy..."
"Calling me mother-in-law, your name of fairy always makes me feel that you are flirting with me."
"Okay, mother-in-law."
Old Jiang twitched his lips. He looked at the green snake on the wrist of the mountain-guarding grandmother curiously and said:
"You mountain gods all have snakes wrapped around their arms. Is this... a symbol? "
“Yes, it’s tradition!”
Since no one else was around, Grandma Zhenshan no longer concealed her true nature and said casually:
“We mountain gods are scattered all over the five continents of the world, but our source is the manifestation of our father’s divine power. Naturally, after we have transformed into the true form of the sacred mountain, we must learn from our father.
My father was born with a great spiritual dragon entangled in the earth's veins, and he is in charge of the world's spiritual mountains and rivers.
We descendants did not dare to look for what the dragon held, so we used spirit snakes instead. However, spirit mountains also have different temperaments, and some of my brothers and sisters have strange and eccentric personalities.
You, little monk, should travel outside in the future.
If you encounter someone with a spirit snake wrapped around his hand and holding a peach wood staff, you must be careful and not collide with him. "
"Thank you for the reminder, mother-in-law."
Old Jiang knew that this was a senior imparting his experience, so he thanked him respectfully. He touched his cheek and felt a slight pain. After thinking for a while, he continued:
"Mother-in-law, regarding the Lingshan deed you just mentioned, my friend will discuss it with the mountain god. But should the name on the deed be the name of the local Lingshan mountain god, or should it be the name of Changshan God?"
"You little monk, do you still want to use your father's support for your small business?"
Grandma Zhenshan glared at the audacious Jiang Xia and said:
“That’s really a bold idea!
Impossible.
Father is so busy that he has no time to take care of your little affairs. You can just use the names of local mountain gods to make your name. In the southern wilderness, you can add a stamp of Yandang Pond.
Mother-in-law, I have already told you this in advance, Jiang Xia.
There are many unowned sacred mountains in the world only in my southern wilderness. There are also several sacred mountains under the great glacier in the northern border. The rest of the land is mostly owned by various sects and forces.
You must not use my name as the mountain god to harass those sects and do evil things like driving people out of the mountain, no matter how big or small!
This is related to the thousand-year promise between my father and the monks. If you dare to have any thoughts about this, don't worry, my father will be angry. I will take action to suppress you, this evil obstacle."
"What are you talking about, mother-in-law?"
Old Jiang showed an indignant look, patted his chest and assured the mountain lady:
“As businessmen, we believe in fairness and voluntariness, and will never do evil in the name of Grandma. But Grandma, if those small sects voluntarily move out of Lingshan, it cannot be considered as forced by us.
Right?
"Then I don't care."
Grandma Zhenshan waved her hand, not wanting to pay attention to the smell of money. She thought for a moment and then said:
“Also, you cultivators probably don’t know, but there are differences between mountain gods. Although they are all descendants of the father, there are always differences in closeness and distance.
You can go and negotiate with an ordinary mountain god like Zangtuo, but a mountain god like me, grandma, is transformed by my father’s spiritual power and has a noble status, so you cannot disturb him at will!
We must not play with the pettiness of you humans. We, the mountain gods, are mostly simple and honest, and our minds are not as flexible as yours.
If I, your mother-in-law, find out that you deceived them, then..."
"I understand. I understand."
Jiang Xia nodded immediately with a serious look on his face, but no one knew what he was thinking.
"Grandma! I'm back! I missed you so much."
Just as the two were talking, another creature flew into the cave entrance, flapped its wings and jumped over, then jumped into the mother-in-law's arms affectionately, squeezing her body like a little monkey.
This made my mother-in-law's already majestic chest even more exaggerated.
"Stinky pomegranate! Good luck."
Lao Jiang watched coldly, uttering contemptuous slanders in his heart, but Shi Liu, who rushed in, didn't care about that. He had been raised by his mother-in-law since he was a child, so naturally he regarded her as his mother.
The old lady who guards the mountain said that Pomegranate was naughty.
But in fact, he also treated this little mountain monster born from his own mountain as his offspring.
I am not angry at the noise of the pomegranates.
"Grandma, I brought you something fun."
Pomegranate jumped onto the table and touched the ring vividly. Then more than twenty game consoles of various kinds were placed on the table. They were all gifts that it carefully selected for the Mountain Guardian Granny.
Speaking of which, the game console business is pretty good, according to the report from the fourth brother, especially the newly opened arcade halls in various cities in Fengming Country, which are making a fortune every day.
The most important thing for Jasmine when she was practicing in the outer sect of Mo Shuang Mountain was to continuously create various game consoles.
I heard that girl has started to use PSP as a model to replicate the multi-functional game console with replaceable cartridges. Of course, the price is also more expensive.
"What is this?"
Grandma Zhenshan picked up a game console with a pink shell and turned it over in her hands. Shi Liu explained it to her in a chattering manner and helped her open it.
I watched my mother-in-law clumsily press the direction keys with her fingers, but a few seconds later, the snake that was specially made to look like a snake demon still crashed into the edge of the Mohist killing formation.
That’s right!
Smart Jasmine "localized" these games in accordance with the cultural traditions of Kumu Realm, just like the Demon City that Shi Liu had played before.
Not only the protagonist, but also the monsters, traps, backgrounds, etc., all use the various characters of Ku Mujing, including humans, demons, goblins, etc., to enhance the sense of immersion.
Julie also found a group of unsuccessful scholars and writers in Fengming Country who made a living by selling their calligraphy to write backgrounds for these games, which were based on various mythological stories of Ku Mu Realm.
I heard that Jasmine is remaking a game that she plans to make based on the background of the Western Sea Demon Suppression War five hundred years ago. There are twenty-seven selectable characters, all of whom are powerful monks who actually appeared in the Western Sea Demon Suppression War.
There are humans, demons, and monsters.
It’s a pity that there is no way to interview the great hero of that time in person.
Otherwise, you can go to Tongtian Mountain in Zhongzhou and talk to Taoist Master Fushi about the war that happened. Maybe you can make the game more realistic, but you can figure it out even with your butt.
A big shot like Fushi Daozu would definitely not be interested in the copyright fees from Kunlunfang.
"Oh, how can this little snake be so stupid!"
Grandma Zhenshan died three times in a row, and she immediately expressed the same "emotion" as Shi Liu did when she first came into contact with the game. In her heart, she actually loved these little entertainment gadgets.
However, in front of younger generations, one must at least maintain a bit of the demeanor of a senior.
He put down the game console and planned to chat with Shi Liu about family matters, but as soon as he placed his finger on Shi Liu's head, he used his spiritual power to alienate Shi Liu's body as he did in the past.
As a result, as soon as the spiritual power entered the body...
"Bang"
The chair under Grandma Zhenshan's butt was immediately crushed by the huge force, as if there was a force fighting back, but without any malicious intent, which made Shi Liu and Jiang Xia open their eyes wide at the same time.
"wrong!"
The mother-in-law's expression immediately became serious. She looked at the pomegranate and said:
"Who canonized you? And this counterattack force... Kuhai is undoubtedly powerful. Pomegranate, where did you meet the great monk? Tell me quickly!"
"ah?"
Pomegranate's expression became dull.
It scratched its bald head and said:
"Mother-in-law, how could we, Shi Liu, be so lucky as to meet a powerful monk? And what is this Fengzheng? How come I have never heard of it?"
Pomegranate is still reminiscing.
Old Jiang had narrowed his eyes. He glanced at Shi Liu, then touched his wrist. He probably guessed what the Zhenshan Grandma meant by "being crowned as an official".
He did not hide it, stepped forward and said to Shi Liu:
"Stupid Pomegranate, have you forgotten that when you first arrived at Fengshan and met me, wasn't there a mysterious guy who gave us a document? Let me read it once, and then you read it again..."
"Oh, oh, that thing."
Shi Liu's eyes rolled a few times, and he followed Jiang Xia's words:
"Indeed, I forgot about that."
"Where's the paperwork?"
Granny Zhenshan stared at the two people in front of her, stretched out her hand, and said:
"Show it to me, Grandma! You two are really brave. You dare to use things of unknown origin. Especially you, Pomegranate! I have taught you since you were a child."
We, the spirit race, cannot swear casually!
That's all.
I'll deal with you later!"