After another heavy snowfall, Wang Zhi brought his father-in-law and other villages to the top of the mountain where Zhang Fengyun built the temple.

After heavy snow covers the mountain, the mountain road becomes very difficult to walk. Even if they have the cultivation level, they will find it difficult to resist the cold caused by natural disasters.

But the top of the mountain was almost here, and Wang Zhi had already seen the spire of the mountain temple.

At this time, Zhang Fengyun was extremely bored in the warm space of the Mountain Temple.

"Zhang Que, do you still talk?"

Zhang Fengyun has been studying this for several days. Since Zhang Be left, only he and Zhang Que are left here. Zhang Fengyun, who has no one to chat, finally realized Zhang Bei’s usual distress.

Zhang Que's unspeakable habit has been suffocating Zhang Fengyun to death these two days. No matter what he says, he feels like talking to himself and cannot get any response, which has caused Zhang Fengyun torture.

"Young Master, someone is here."

A low and magnetic voice suddenly sounded, which scared Zhang Fengyun.

However, Zhang Fengyun was also a person who had no change in his face. Although he was shocked when he suddenly heard Zhang Que's words, he would not have had any big reactions.

"Would I be honored to hear you speak before the end of the year?" Zhang Fengyun said with a smile, but received no response.

OK, he has become accustomed to this silence.

Zhang Que quickly hid in the shadows and pretended that he had never appeared.

Zhang Fengyun, who was already standing on the top of his statue, looked at the scene feedback from the ice mirror and waved his hand to hide the ice mirrors.

Around him, several rays of glow suddenly appeared, illuminating the dark temple with a grand and grand atmosphere.

Wang Zhi waited outside the temple for a while.

He knocked on the door as the way Lord Shan God had told him before, but he didn't know if Lord Shan God was willing to see him. The gaze from his father-in-law and two other village chiefs behind him made his sweat flow uncontrollably.

Although he received a gift from the mountain god, it was not a matter of initiation or something. Even new skills needed to be practiced well. His current cultivation level could only be cool against the three spiritual eye cultivators, and even his gaze put a lot of pressure on him.

The door of the Mountain Temple creaked and opened, and Wang Zhi's nervous nerves suddenly relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief as if he was reborn.

"Come in."

After processing, Zhang Fengyun's sound became thick and thick, and he slowly hit the hearts of people outside.

Wang Zhi was naturally a little happy and respectful. He had received the benefits of Zhang Fengyun's release, so he naturally maintained a certain belief in the mountain god in his heart.

Moreover, he had some thoughts in his heart. If these people behind him angered the mountain god, they would naturally be punished by the mountain god. At that time, as a believer of the mountain god, the mountain will be...

"What are you here?"

Zhang Fengyun's voice echoed in the temple, and the sound after being amplified by the magic circle fell into the ears of these mountain people with pressure.

Because of his special identity, Wang Zhi is the spokesperson among these people. Of course, his words were taught by his village chief father-in-law before.

"So, do you want me to help you get rid of demons?" Zhang Fengyun held back his smile and said hypocritically: "I am just a mountain god, not a monk. You should go back."

"Sir, you want to protect your people!" Wang Zhi suddenly started crying. His village chief father-in-law also made a quick look, and immediately signaled the person who was accompanying to kneel on the ground and cried.

It is true that a group of beauties with pear blossoms and rain looks good, but a group of strong men crying is disgusting. Zhang Fengyun looked at the people crying and shook his head gently.

It turns out that there are poor mountains and bad waters, and the quality of these people is really bad.

Having said that, it was probably because I was a little too ruthless when I poisoned the bandits in the village.

But the effect is good.

The more frightened these people are, the more faith they will contribute.

Zhang Fengyun attaches great importance to these mountain people.

These beliefs will not play any role for him now, and when he reaches the state of being able to use his faith, there will be a better source of faith for him to use.

That's why Zhang Bei was suspicious of his purpose.

However, Zhang Fengyun's purpose is very simple. These unpure beliefs will be transferred to Fengyun Villa through the statues created by Zhang Fengyun, and then sent to the secret room in the belly of the mountain under the transformation of the mountain spirit and the clouds.

The existence of the mountain god clan is still a secret that cannot be told to outsiders. Zhang Fengyun decided to hide this secret until he has the ability to support this villa.

Or the remnant souls of the ancestors of the Mountain God Clan can be restored to the point where they protect themselves.

These powers of faith were prepared by Zhang Fengyun for the ancestors of these mountain gods, so he spread the name of the mountain god, not his own.

One day in the future, these remnants of souls who have endured faith wake up from their sleep and will become a great help behind Zhang Fengyun.

Mi Xiao always laughed at Zhang Fengyun for his scheming and thoughtfulness, but Zhang Fengyun didn't think so: this world is so big, and a stunning genius may be born at every moment. Under the torrent of time, even the strong man in the sage realm dare not say that he will never be eliminated. A fragile life like humans can only continue to use all the resources around him to make progress.

In terms of planning, Zhang Fengyun is definitely the best among his peers. After all, not everyone has had such bizarre experiences like him, and has experienced more than a dozen different kinds of dream life.

These zeros and zeros add up to almost half a lifetime for a cultivator in the Divine Sea Realm.

Zhang Fengyun spent so long to cultivate his mind, so he gained a lot.

When he was following and studying with the national teacher Xiaoyaozi of Chaohua, he learned some deduction techniques, but he was not very skilled in understanding it, but he could rely on his strong mental power to compute some things.

This green mountain is part of the result he deduces.

The mountain people were not easy to deceive, but Zhang Fengyun did not deceive them. He easily slaughtered a light of inspiration to take back the poisonous cloud and gave the antidote, the mountain people were already convinced by the leader, and kept saying that they would serve the gods for life.

Of course, Zhang Fengyun didn't need their lifelong service. He just needed these people to be obedient. He gave the people with the highest cultivation level some elixirs to prolong their lives. Zhang Fengyun explained something and sent these people out.

The formation in the mountain god temple can be operated naturally, so Zhang Fengyun is about to leave here.

He had been staying for a long time. If something happened, those people could naturally call him through the water mirror technique and the seal of supervision left by him.

So while the night was dark, Zhang Fengyun took Zhang Que away from the mountain.

But he walked in a hurry and did not notice another mountain not far away, watching him.

"Young Master, don't we follow us?"

"Don't worry."

The young man hiding under the hood said, his voice sometimes far and sometimes approaching, and it was very strange: "This time I came out of the mountain, first, I wanted to find the girl who ate the psychic blood grass, second, I wanted to see Zhang Fengyun who escaped from the ecstasy poison."

"He is going back to Haojing City, and we are not afraid of losing him."

"After all, we are in the dark, he is in the light."
Chapter completed!