There are always villains who want to harm my master

Chapter 3 God's Soldiers God Helps the Evil Strikers Can't Shield

Chuanwu has not yet mastered the technique of empty shield, and besides, there is no such thing as Liyuan in this world where there are spirit pool gods everywhere.

Walking a mile consumes a mile of spiritual power, and taking a break for a cup of tea will delay the energy of a cup of tea, and there is nothing to replenish it. It took a lot of hard work to finally enter the middle mountain.

Climbing up a high hill, Chuan Wu stood there wiping his sweat and measuring it carefully.

I saw the purple atmosphere in Zhongshan, surrounded by three green mountains, forming a secret place. Beyond the three mountains, there are thousands of mountains, and between the thousands of mountains, there are thousands of lakes.

Mountains, rivers and plains are overgrown with trees and luxuriant herbs. The four directions in the southeast, north and west correspond to the four seasons in the world, and the colorful auspicious clouds surround the four directions, creating a peaceful and tranquil scene.

Looking at the purple bamboo again, the purple energy became stronger and rushed straight to the secret place of the three mountains. Chuanwu was worried about the mountain god that Xuegui was talking about, so he didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately went to the secret place.

"Where is the elf, how dare you trespass on the mountain god's mansion!"

Qinglielie's scolding made Chuanwu's back go numb in fright.

Following the sound, I saw a few tall men in black clothes, black trousers, black robe and black shoes descending from the sky.

The leader has a heroic appearance, two piercing tiger eyes, and the same attire as the others, with a white flying whisk lying on one arm.

"I'm here to find a fairy named 'Cang Zhu'..."

Chuanwu saluted and stammered.

Surrounded in all directions, those men were densely packed like a high wall, it was really frightening.

"I am Cang Zhu."

The man holding the floating dust stretched out his hand to help Chuan Wu, who was trekking all the way, with a disheveled face, and said with a faint smile:

"What are you looking for me for?"

After climbing countless high mountains, wading endless rivers, and almost dying halfway through exhaustion of spiritual power, now I finally saw this deity of Cang Zhu.

Chuanwu suddenly felt his nose sour and his eyes swelled up, and he couldn't help crying while holding his arm.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the men couldn't help laughing, and joked with the Cang Zhu:
"I'm afraid it's not the romantic debt I owed in the past, but the little girl came to the door!"

Cang Zhu ignored it, Ren Chuanwu wiped his snot and tears on his sleeve, waited patiently for Chuanwu to cry, and then asked again:

"Little mountain spirit, why are you looking for me?"

"Mountain God! Mountain God, old man..."

Unable to stop the tears for a while, Chuan Wu sobbed and said:

"The mountain god, in order to save me... he, he..."

Before he finished speaking, he began to cry again.

When Cang Zhu heard that it was related to Master, she didn't care about the etiquette, and hurriedly knelt down and grabbed Chuanwu's wrist and said:
"How about the mountain god?"

"He was eaten by the snow ghost! The mountain god is dead—"

Like spitting out the filth that had choked in his throat for many days, Chuanwu suddenly felt physically and mentally comfortable.

"Tell me in detail." Another man in black asked eagerly.

Chuanwu described the healing of diseases in the world, fighting in dense forests, and snow ghosts' tricks. Although there were some omissions, Cang Zhu and others finally understood the cause and effect.

"The mountain god was swallowed by the snow ghost after the old man explained this sentence. Without the mountain god, this is not a catastrophe!"

Chuan Wu was uneasy, but saw that Cang Zhu was deep in thought and remained silent.

"Brother, what should I do?" Several men in black looked anxious.

"It's okay." Cang Zhu thought for a long time before speaking.

"Master was born of heaven and earth. He will not drink or eat, and will never die or perish. A mere snow ghost is not enough to hurt him, but... the spirit-locking nail is extremely filthy. I am afraid that Master's old injuries will recur."

After explaining the many trivial matters in the mansion, and entering the Ling Pavilion for a long time, Cang Zhu and several juniors came down the mountain with Chuan Wu.

The disciples under the seat of the mountain god are all first-class high-level spirit immortals, or Tengyun, or Yujian, or riding the wind. Only Chuanwu, who has low spiritual power, can't even support himself, and can only rely on two swords like ordinary people. legs to walk.

Seeing that everyone left one after another, Chuanwu shouted anxiously, but no one paid attention.

"Small spirit, come with me." Brother Cang Zhu's voice came from behind.

He withdrew the floating clouds, turned the whisk into a broad sword, held Chuanwu by the back collar and soared into the air.

He also conjured a picture of flowing rivers in four realms out of thin air in his hand. Looking carefully, he saw a June snowfall in the northeast, condensing an evil spirit.

"The snow ghost must be hiding here!"

Cang Zhu's eyes darkened, and Yu Jian headed northeast with all her strength.

There is no righteousness or evil in Daewoo. Righteousness and evil are like twin sons ebb and flow. Regardless of the snow ghost, the magic dragon, the mountain god, and the Nuwa, they are all chaotic ones without distinction.

After Pangu opened the sky, the evil god Demon Dragon had evil thoughts in his heart, and united with a group of monsters in an attempt to destroy other gods and turn the world upside down.

In the First Battle of Chaos, the five mountain gods suppressed it with all their strength and sacrificed countless fairy spirits to suppress all the evil spirits and filth underground. Now that the snow ghost has awakened, if it is not properly subdued, the world will surely suffer catastrophe.

Zhulong is the head of the five mountain gods. Its original shape is thousands of miles long, with a human face and a dragon body. It is regarded as day, closed as night, blown as winter, and exhaled as summer.

On that day, after receiving the spirit-locking nail, the dragon's spine was broken in the middle and the dragon's marrow was broken, so he had to seal the meridians and lock the veins so as not to disturb the world's movements.

Nested in the snow ghost's belly for a few days, although Zhulong couldn't use all his divine power, but the little snow ghost could check and balance with a simple sky fire technique.

After he had enough sleep, he set fire and splashed lava, which caused the evil thing's heart meridian to be chaotic and painful, and it screamed.

But if the candle dragon is spit out, Snow Ghost's 300 million years of planning will be in vain, and he and the evil gods will never recover.

So now that he has swallowed it, he has no way out, no matter how painful it is, he has to endure it.

When Cang Zhu and his party arrived, the snow ghost whirled and wailed in the giant abyss again, spraying countless ice needles and thorns, frost blossoms, and the cold air piercing the sky.

Just listen to the depths of the giant abyss with a light smile:
"The ignorant snow ghost has not made any progress in 300 million years, let me teach you how to be a god."

Suddenly a burst of flames burst out from within the abyss, screaming again and again.

Seeing this, Cang Zhu curled her lips into a smile, and immediately a puff of green smoke melted from her palm, the golden light piercing the sky, all the brothers and sisters were in the corner of the magic circle, Chuan Wu hurriedly hid in the corner for fear of accidental injury.

The green smoke suddenly opened a heavenly gate, Cang Zhu shouted:
"Snow ghost, quickly spit out my master!"

There was a loud bang from the huge abyss, and countless ice spikes were shot out suddenly, and snow ghosts laughed from the bottom of the abyss.

Cang Zhu gave a few winks to the juniors, and everyone nodded tacitly, activating the magic circle, and the gate of heaven opened wide.

Suddenly, the muddy water in the huge abyss stirred up thousands of waves, the snow ghost let out a sky-shattering roar, and the ice exploded, excruciating pain.

Struggling desperately, he couldn't open it, and was sucked away by the Tianmen in the blink of an eye.

After everything calmed down, Cang Zhu and others put away the magic weapon and bowed to Ju Yuan.

Chuan Wucai turned his eyes to Ju Yuan, only to see a bright pearl rising slowly from the purple air.

The pearl grew bigger and bigger, and finally burst like a bubble. Zhulong calmly walked out of the bubble.

Zhulong stretched his waist, raised his hand to avoid the ceremony from Cang Zhu and others, and turned to leave when he heard soft sobbing from the corner.

When everyone heard the sound and looked, it was actually Chuanwu who was weeping with joy.

"Why is the little mountain spirit crying again, maybe it was accidentally injured by the snow ghost?"

Cang Zhu came over to help her up, checked back and forth, and found no blood or scars.

"I'm happy... woo woo woo... I thought I killed the mountain god... Scared me to death woo woo..."

Chuanwu cried so much that her nose was full of tears, Zhulong gave her a helpless look and said:

"If a snow ghost could easily kill this seat, the world would have been turned upside down long ago!"

Cang Zhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she had no choice but to stretch out her tear-stained sleeve and ask her to wipe away her tears.

"No prospect, you don't think she is sloppy." Zhulong scolded, turned around and was about to leave.

"Shenjun Zhulong! I... I sincerely want to join the sect of the mountain god, practice hard, and dedicate myself to the common people. I beg you to help me!"

Seeing that Zhulong was about to leave, Chuan Wu hurriedly threw away his sleeves, threw himself at Zhulong's feet and begged.

"My Mountain God Mansion does not accept useless people." Zhulong took her aside.

"I will practice hard and not be useless! Please help me!"

Chuan Wu simply didn't do anything, didn't want to lose face, rushed over and hugged Zhulong's leg.

"Stop blocking the way."

Zhulong took her back by the collar and took it aside again.

"Please help me!"

Chuan Wu's tears fell down, but he still didn't give up.

Zhulong's heart was restless, his brows were tight, and he glanced impatiently at this little mountain spirit who didn't know what to do.

Cang Zhu at the side knew the master best, but the master frowned and remained silent, probably about to get angry.

Cang Zhu sympathized with the elf, and exhausted all kinds of hardships to find a secret place to rescue soldiers, escaped from the clutches of the snow ghost, and almost died on the road due to exhaustion of spiritual power.

If it weren't for her, they still wouldn't know that Master was trapped in the belly of Snow Ghost, let alone talk about rescue.

"Wait a minute, master, but this disciple thinks this little mountain essence is really touching."

"Oh?"

"Although the female disciples in the god's mansion in front of me are called brothers and sisters, what they do is clean and sweep, but there is no real female disciple. I took her in today as an experiment."

Cang Zhu speaks out to plead for Chuanwu.

Zhulong cast a sideways glance at Cang Zhu, and cursed:
"You intercede for her. She doesn't have enough spiritual power to protect herself, how can she protect the common people? It's ashamed of heaven and earth to keep this kind of waste under my door."

"Besides, if she becomes the first female disciple, she will be on an equal footing with you. Is this little mountain spirit worthy?"

Chuan Wu looked at Cang Zhu with tears in his eyes, as if swearing in his eyes: I will devote myself to practicing in the future and will never disgrace my master!
Cang Zhu stared at her for two seconds, as if she had made up her mind, she flicked her clothes, knelt down on one knee and petitioned Master:
"Being the first disciple of master is really difficult to convince the public, so I solved this problem for master. Put this Xiaoshan spirit in my name. It can be regarded as living up to her enthusiasm."

Zhulong turned his head, looked at Cang Zhu on the left, and Chuanwu on the right.

Stretching out his hand to pinch Chuanwu's chin, he raised his face to measure it carefully, thought for a moment, squeezed the center of his eyebrows and closed his eyes and said:

"This seat is tired, it's up to you to deal with it."

After speaking, it melted into a purple lightning and disappeared out of thin air.

"Little Junior Sister! We finally have a new Junior Sister!"

"No, the big disciple who opened the door of senior brother should be called nephew..."

As soon as the master left, the brothers who accompanied him started clamoring and gathered around to see this delicate and lovely little nephew.

"Quick, nephew, call Master Uncle to listen!"

Chuanwu raised his head to look at the crowd of people, wiped his face in embarrassment, and called out timidly: "Uncle Master..."

The other was upset, and asked her to call himself Shishu too.

Chuanwu had no choice but to call out one by one: "Hi, uncle! Hello, uncle! Hello, uncle..."

After shouting in one breath, Cang Zhu pushed away the crowd with a smile, helped her up, and patted the dust on her dress, saying:
"Small spirit, from today onwards, I will be your master, and my master will be your master. Follow us back to the mountain god's mansion."

Chuanwu is a grass and tree elf, without father or mother, let alone brothers and sisters.

From the day when the spiritual consciousness was cultivated, in spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, frost, rain and snow, I had to explore and cultivate by myself.She was born at the feet of Grandma Tree, and she only relied on Granny Tree's tall body to protect her, and no one else could rely on her.

Now that there is suddenly a master, a master, and a group of serious and lively uncles, Chuanwu suddenly feels a kind of warmth that he has never had before.

Chuan Wu has a small heart, and a little comforting thing fills up her life, and several months have passed in Shanshen Mansion before she knew it.

Chuan Wu followed behind Cang Hou every day.

Cangzhu spreads rain for the world, so she learns how to cast clouds;

Cang Zhu preached to his fellow apprentices, and Chuan Wu took a notebook and marked it aside;
Cang Zhu practiced behind closed doors, so she guarded the door and tended the spiritual herbs.

Cang Zhu is also a very responsible master.

Although there are many trivial matters in the mansion, Zhulong is unwilling to take care of them, and he is busy every day without touching the ground, but he also finds time to teach her the wind formula, the thunder formula, soaring clouds and controlling water, getting up early every day, taking her to bask in the sun, and giving her the Find spiritual objects to strengthen your practice.

Even the most stable second uncle, Hopu, ridiculed:

"Eldest brother clearly adopted a daughter for himself!"

Cang Zhu smiled, continued to instruct the document and did not answer.

"Uncle Hopu, my master treats me so kindly, even if I risk my life for my master in the future, I will have no complaints or regrets."

Chuan Wu, who was doing odd jobs at the side, said to Cang Zhu, "Master, do you believe it?"

"I believe. Xiaochuanwu has made great progress recently."

Cang Zhu smiled while sweeping away the fallen flowers from her braid.

"Eldest brother has become more and more outrageous recently!"

Looking at the happy three people in the Liufeng Hall, the female disciples in the Pishui Pavilion gritted their teeth with hatred.

"We have worked with Eldest Brother for tens of thousands of years, and we have never seen Elder Brother treat us so intimately. How can a mountain spirit with low spiritual power be his apprentice!"

The female disciples who spoke were gorgeous, different from the male disciples. The female disciples under the Candle Dragon Seat were all well-trained, with high buns and colorful cloud patterns on their faces, which were different from each other.

The most conspicuous thing about this female apprentice is the blood-red manjusawa looming under the collar on her neck.

"Senior Sister Manshu, it's time for us to teach her the rules."

Another slender female apprentice with a sharp jaw said.

It wasn't once or twice that Chuanwu was made things difficult by these female apprentices.

The master told her to fetch water from Liquan, Qinglan pushed her into the spring, and went back sick for two days, the master blamed her for being reckless, but she did not complain.

Feiyan snatched her spirit object, she only said that she accidentally lost it.

Even when Fengxin and Hehuan hung her up for half a day to expose her to the sun, she gritted her teeth and never said a word.

Chuanwu didn't want to take revenge, but Manshu Qinglan and the others were her master's peers and had been called Cang Zhu's senior brothers for tens of thousands of years. Although they were not serious disciples, they were also her female senior uncles.

Master is gentle, generous and benevolent. She complained to Master, but she just caused Master to be in a dilemma.

After the master approved the documents, he asked Chuan Wu to send them to the master for review.

Master doesn't like to be busy, and the Chuanyun Palace where he lives is far away in the south corner. Chuanwu specially chose a small road with few people to send him there, so as not to encounter Feiyan and the others on a narrow road and cause troubles.

Holding a pile of paperwork and walking intently, just thankful that the path is clean and there are few strangers, when suddenly a handful of ice water comes down.

Chuan Wu hastily protected the document in his arms, but he was drenched all over.

Searching around, a few figures flashed out from behind the overlapping rocks, looking closely, they were Qinglan and Feiyan who had been against her every day.

"Who should I have spilled it on? It turned out to be a pickle, and it just happened to wash off your dirty smell." Qing Lan laughed.

Feiyan echoed, "If you can fascinate Senior Brother Cang Zhu, a handful of water might not be enough to wash you, right?"

As he spoke, he winked at the female student next to him, and while speaking, the water in the ice pool swirled into a giant python, and charged straight at Chuanwu.

Chuan Wu remembered the Water Control Jue taught by his master a few days ago, let's try it today.

Quickly received the paperwork, squeezed a water formula with bare hands, and pointed in the air, the ice python suddenly circled around spiritually, obediently retreated into the pool.

Chuanwu was overjoyed, if the master knew that Chuanwu could protect himself with the techniques he taught, he would be happy.

Seeing that the spell was easily broken by Chuanwu, Feiyan was so annoyed that she pushed away the female apprentice beside her and went into battle in person.

"Instead, use your move to seduce Senior Brother Cang Zhu, and let everyone see—"

A slap in the face made Chuan Wu dizzy, his ears buzzing, and he fell to the ground.

"I can't stand a slap in the face, and I still think you are so capable!"

Qinglan was the slender female apprentice next to Manshu before, she walked over and lifted Chuanwu's collar, and she was half a head taller than Chuanwu.

Chuan Wu refused to accept, and raised his eyes to stare at the woman in front of him.

Although she is weak, she can't be bullied, if she can't bear it, she will be killed and the net will be broken!
Qinglan is a high-ranking grass and tree elf, although she only takes care of some miscellaneous soup and water in the mountain god's mansion, her spiritual power is not as strong as ten Chuanwu's.

Chuanwu knew very well that they could not be defeated by fighting methods, so it was better to outsmart them.

When Qinglan got close, Chuan Wu secretly used a wind and fire curse.

There is a north-south opening here, the wind is unobstructed, and there is a pool, which will not harm their lives.

She couldn't use the Fenghuo spell well, so she just used the power of the wind to use the Fenghuo spell to try, so that these people could see how powerful she was.

The grass and tree elves are most afraid of fire. Seeing the fire on her body, Qinglan yelled, and everyone panicked to put out the fire, but the stronger the wind and the fire curse, the stronger the fire, and the fire could not be extinguished.

Qinglan had no choice but to save her life, so she jumped into the ice pool with a "plop", her whole body was burnt black, and she was very embarrassed.

Chuanwu couldn't help laughing when he saw Qinglan who was usually arrogant and arrogant.

"Who is making noise here?"

Chuan Wu was smiling when he was suddenly interrupted.

"Master!"

All the female disciples hurriedly saluted, Chuanwu looked back, and saw that the master was standing behind her with a livid face.

"Master." Chuanwu was about to salute, but was interrupted by Zhulong.

"Back then, you begged thousands of times and knelt down, and kept saying that you would devote yourself to cultivating and dedicating yourself to the common people. What are you doing now?"

Chuanwu was speechless.

"Go call Cang Zhu and see the good apprentices he has taken in!"

Zhulong pointed to a female disciple and said, the female disciple hurried to Liufeng Palace.

"Master! This little mountain spirit wants to kill me, so you have to make the decision for me!"

Qinglan complained while crying.

"I didn't! They were the ones who bullied me first..." Chuan Wu defended, but was dismissed by Master with a look.

"I only saw Qinglan smoldering in the pool begging for help, but you were smiling brightly by the side."

Chuanwu was wronged, everyone bullied her many times, but the master didn't see her, and the only time she fought back was the master saw it, and the reason behind it turned into an argument in the master's mouth.

(End of this chapter)