As for how busy it will be to respond to the requests of all the people, Bai Jun is not sure. He has to ask the incarnation of Liu Xian.
However, Bai Jun still felt sorry for him, so he summoned all the snakes that turned into demons in the mountains, and he could barely manage to have seven or eight snakes with the extra spiritual snakes over the years.
Among them, Chi Lian, Mo Ze, and Teng Shan were trained by Bai Jun. The other spiritual snakes were born with insufficient qualifications, and they were lazy and lazy, so it was difficult for them to achieve much. From now on, just treat them as the number of heads.
This is just like how a land of water and soil creates a hero. When a hero appears on a piece of land, the beauty of the soil and water is exhausted, and the rest of the people will become mediocre.
It is rare that Bai Jun and Qing Cang were born in Mount Hui.
As for these three snakes, they are all spiritual alien species summoned by Bai Jun after gathering the snake clan from thousands of miles away.
He knew that there were powerful natural enemies of snakes on the other side of the mountain range, and he could not resist them alone. Only by gathering together countless snake clans could they gain a foothold on Mount Hui. There was no need to be afraid even if natural enemies came.
Although they are said to be natural enemies, in a broad sense they are all monsters. The lower-level monsters may not be able to escape the inherent hatred brought by the race, but the upper-level monster kings will not value any natural enemies except for personal grudges. What they value is
The ethereal fairy way above all living beings is the three disasters and five tribulations every time.
Liu Tianshuang once told him many secrets of the upper realm. Once you enter the upper realm, you will become a human immortal and live as long as 100,000 or 200,000 years.
After hearing this, Bai Jun turned around and looked at the big man. The various types of pork, pork ribs, pork intestines, pig brains... all piled on his butcher stall looked very fresh. He looked like a conscientious butcher. Maybe he was a conscientious butcher.
A person who will make a fortune in the future.
"No, my mother said you can't just ask for other people's things. I'd better give them back to you." As he said that, he reluctantly gave the candied haws skewers back to Bai Jun and put them in his hands.
"I'm talking to a big brother." Mao Wazi licked the candied haws skewers again, and the sweet and sour feeling made him narrow his eyes with satisfaction.
This can also help the incarnation of incense share some of the pressure and avoid overwork.
He walked past the alley, and saw a little baby weeping angrily, standing in front of the door and shouting: "Mom, I want to eat candied haws on a stick! I want to eat candied haws on a haws! Wuwuwu~"
Bai Jun has been cultivating the tribe with great care, but his descendants are really not up to par. What's the use of his efforts? Snakes are born lazy, lethargic, and indifferent. These are innate habits that cannot be changed.
"Really? But I can't be of much help?" Mao Wazi thought seriously.
"Why are there gold stones here?" Mao Wazi picked up the gold in confusion and asked, "Mom, what is this gold stone? It's so hard, can it be eaten?"
The woman was a little stunned, and an incredible idea suddenly came to her heart. She lowered her head and looked at her son blankly.
So those demon kings don't care about him. Only the big demons under the demon king are Bai Jun's potential enemies. At this time, the number of ethnic groups that are useless to the upper realm is somewhat of a deterrent to the middle realm.
"Hey, hey, it hurts, you heard my mother." Mao Wazi was busy struggling, "This is what the big brother just gave me."
Bai Jun smiled and said: "Today is my birthday, but I can't go home to worship the Holy Lord. How about you burn a stick of incense for me in front of the Holy Lord's statue in your house?"
Mao Wazi reluctantly put the candied haws aside, picked up a stick of incense, and murmured: "Holy Master, I am praying to you on behalf of that big brother."
"Where is it? There's no one there, you won't steal money to buy it?"
At a roadside meat stall, a bare-armed man with a shiny face shouted in a limerick that was half-sung and half-shouted: "The pork in Luodu is good, but the price is like dung. The rich won't eat it, and the poor don't know how to cook it. Slow down the fire, cook less."
Water is beautiful when the heat is sufficient. Get up and drink a bowl every day, and you will be full and don’t care about it!"
Bai Jun walked past the door and looked at the little boy with interest, "Little baby, why are you so angry? Who messed with you?"
On this day, Bai Jun walked into Luodu. The city was bustling with activity. They no longer asked for money when entering the city, but only asked if there were any prohibited items. People poured into the capital, and the roads without city boundaries were lined with stalls.
"Hey, I gave it to you. Do you want it?" Bai Jun reached out and put it in Mao Wazi's hand.
Mao Wazi saw a stranger, and when he saw that it was a very good-looking older brother, he quickly wiped his tears, stood up, and said solemnly: "No, it's nothing."
Then he hurriedly took his son to the statue in the house and offered incense to him.
Earthly immortals and heavenly immortals can almost be said to have the same lifespan as this world, but they will experience three disasters and five calamities every thirty to fifty thousand years.
He couldn't just catch every snake like he did with Qing Cang and listen to him chanting Taoism and reading scriptures every day to cultivate wisdom?
Fortunately, among the group of snakes, there are still three relatively promising youngsters. Bai Jun asked them to follow the path of cultivating Liu Xian and use the divine power of incense. As for whether they will follow the path of Liu Xian incense or demon cultivation in the future, or both.
It’s up to them to choose concurrently.
There were children crowding in front of Grandpa Candy Man, clamoring for all kinds of candy men.
After finishing speaking in one breath, Mao Wazi took a breath and bit down the fruit in the candied haws. As a result, he exclaimed, "It's so hard! My teeth."
"Where did you get the candied haws on a stick? Could it be stolen?" the woman hurriedly grabbed his ears and asked.
Mao Wazi stretched out his tongue to lick the sweet and sour candied haws skewers with satisfaction, and happily waved goodbye to his big brother.
"What did you say? Someone gave it to you?" The woman was startled, "Could it be a trafficker, right? How many times have I told you not to take things from strangers? Don't you have ears?"
A woman's voice came from the room: "Eat! Eat! Eat! You know how to eat every day, why don't you crave it to death? If I say no, then I don't. Your father is working very hard outside as a porter.
I can barely survive by earning only two dollars. Today is the birthday of the Holy Lord. I must pay filial piety to the Holy Lord so that I can be blessed in the next six months. I'm just a little kid who can't starve to death for a day.
Thinking about eating candied haws, it’s a dream.”
Mao Wazi became a little impatient when asked, and said directly: "It's just a big brother who is very good-looking in white clothes. He said that he was not at home for his birthday today and could not offer incense to the Holy Lord. He asked me to help him offer incense sticks."
, and then replace it with this bunch of candied haws."
"I didn't take it for free. The big brother gave it to me because he asked me to do him a favor. If you don't believe it, ask him. He just left." Mao Wazi explained: "He just left there."
Bai Jun walked down the mountain and went to Tianjun Kingdom to take a look at this ten-year festival.
June 6th is the national sacrifice, which is held every year and is a major sacrifice every ten years. This time, it is a big sacrifice. Even the leader of the Tianzhu Kingdom must go to the Shengzhu Temple to worship and offer incense.
Willow immortals are in Tianjun, just like grassland immortals are in Mongolia.
"Candied Haws!" Surprise appeared in Mao Wazi's eyes for a moment, but then dimmed again, "But I don't have money to buy it."
"Well, okay!" Mao Wazi said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, I'll do it right away."
In the house, the woman who had finished her work came out and was about to pinch Mao Wazi's ears and carry him back into the house.
Such popular poetry is very interesting to people, and they can't help but read it.
"Maowazi, who are you talking to at the door?"
"Is it really nothing?" Bai Jun's eyes were crooked and his faint smile was contagious. He took out the hand behind his back and was holding a large bunch of candied haws with extremely attractive colors.
But Mao Wazi just happened to bite open the hawthorn peel of the candied haws, and there was a small gold inside!
The little baby looked aggrieved and sat angrily on the steps in front of the door. There were many thin wicker sticks hanging down from the door. He supported his chin with his hands and stared at the bustling city in front of him with his big black eyes, asking for all kinds of things.
He made a lively shouting and shouting sound, and muttered: "I want to eat it. What's wrong? I just want to eat it? You won't even buy me a bunch of candied haws."
After all, if they follow the incense and fire path, they can still step into the realm of Yangshen with the help of Bai Jun's remaining energy. If they follow the demon path, they may not be able to enter the middle realm and die at the end of their lives. They are not Bai Jun. They have many opportunities and the energy of mountains and rivers.
transport.
"Ah? This is simple! Just wait for me and I'll go right away." He happily agreed.
"That's right there!" Mao Wazi hurriedly pointed to the place where Bai Jun left, but found that there was no one. "How could it be? That big brother was wearing white clothes, very conspicuous, why is he missing?"
Bai Jun smiled and turned to leave, raising his hand and waving to him as a farewell.
"Hey, don't worry, you should hold the candied haws on a stick first, otherwise it will melt away later. I have something else to do, so I have to leave first." Bai Yan put the candied haws on a stick into Mao Wazi's hand again, but this time the candied haws on a stick was even thicker.
sunk.
With a "pop" sound, the woman knelt directly in front of the door, pulling the confused Mao Wazi to kneel in front of the door, "Thank you, Holy Lord, for your spiritual appearance. Please keep my man safe and sound!" As she said that, she stood firm and strong.
There were three bangs on the masonry.
It may have been a long time since he entered the human world and felt such lively fireworks.
Bai Jun chuckled lightly, tapped the candied haws with his finger, and said, "Then you do me a favor, and this string of candied haws is considered as reward, how about it?"
The woman was about to get angry when she heard what her son said, and her heart suddenly thought, "What did you say? Say it again, what white clothes?"
There are jugglers playing gongs and drums, and performing their skills diligently. Although there are many false tricks involved, this is the way people live. If you don't see clearly, you will not follow the rules and principles if you speak out.
As he spoke, he held the incense and bowed before him. He raised his head and was about to put the incense into the incense altar. However, he suddenly realized that the statue he was worshiping looked very similar to the elder brother he had just met. Mao Wazi said blankly: "Brother.
!”
The woman scolded: "Call the Holy Lord! What are you talking about?"
Mao Wazi pointed at the statue and said in shock: "Mom, that big brother just now looks exactly like the statue!"
This little story is purely my own recollection of the feeling of loss I felt when I saw a lot of delicious food on the street when I was a child. I really wanted to eat something but the adults didn’t buy it.
I haven't eaten it in the past, but I have eaten it in my fantasy.