Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 17 [Combating the water veins]

  The mountain **** with a tired face brought Fang Chang to the boulder under the tree where he often sat.

   "The trip went very smoothly. After the villagers pointed out the way, the pangolin monster that had already refined its bones had sworn a heavy oath that I would drive it away from Yunzhong Mountain and not cause any more trouble."

  Fang Chang smiled, and briefly introduced the process of this trip to the mountain **** to subdue the demon.

  The mountain **** was taken aback. Originally, he was not surprised that Fang Chang could successfully subdue the monster, because Fang Chang's appearance of being in harmony with the nature of the world and being refined from the world was very extraordinary, and the mountain **** never questioned his cultivation.

   But what I didn't expect was that after the opponent stomped out the monster, he surrendered the big monster who had already refined his bones without moving a finger.

This is really beyond the imagination of the mountain god. The mountain **** knows the strength of the monster, and even fought once with his own hands, but it was a draw. In the end, Fang Shangxian solved the problem easily, and even forced the other party to fight. Take a heavy oath.

   In this way, this Fang Shang's immortality has far exceeded his expectations, and he probably needs to move a finger at most to surrender himself.

   Putting his thoughts back to his stomach, the mountain **** said to Fang Chang:

   "Shangxian's cultivation is advanced, and that monster is also to blame."

"That's right, even if you and I don't expel these monsters that are harmful to the world, there is a high probability that they will be exterminated by the Heavenly Tribulation when the evil results come to fruition and the karma backlashes back. It's just that the villagers at the foot of the mountain are pitiful." After eating two chestnuts that Zhang Shanshen took out to treat him, Fang Chang cupped his hands and said, "I'm here this time, because I have a heartless invitation."

   "Even though the Immortal speaks, he has orders, and it is his duty."

"The water source in Linxi Village has been cut off. Although the pangolin monster that was the source of the chaos has been expelled by me, the severed water veins have not been restored. I have no experience in combing water veins, and I don't know how to do it. Therefore, I came to Zhangshan God for help, I wonder if the mountain **** knows this method, or knows someone who is familiar with dredging water veins?"

  Hearing Fang Chang's request, the mountain **** smiled and said: "This is within the power of the little god. Moving rocks, mountains, and regulating water veins are all easy. If that is the case, I will go there."

  The mountain **** is already very tired.

  However, he didn't tell Fang Chang that he was struggling to sort out the water veins under the pain and exhaustion, but showed a look of accepting it.

One, the gods in front of him are unfathomable, and the way they behave is also a true **** of morality. This kind of good relationship is worth forming. Two, Linxi Village is in his own jurisdiction, and it is his duty to solve the water source cutoff. Third, the strength of the gods is high. If you annoy the other party, maybe there will be unbearable things. As a mountain god, there is no reason to gamble.

  Getting up from the boulder under the pines and cypresses, Zhang Shanshen leaned on a cane, and joined hands with Fang Chang to the dry mountain spring.

   "Shangxian wait a moment, and see what the little **** does."

   After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes for a few breaths and opened them again, then waved the crutch in his hand slightly.

   There is no sound and light effect.

  Fang Chang could only vaguely feel the vibration under his feet, and he instructed: "God Zhang, there is a mine vein under this mountain, be careful, the water will be poisonous after flowing through the mine vein."

   "Don't worry, little gods will save you."

  The mountain **** didn't stop the crutch in his hand, but the range was reduced and his movements were softer.

  The sound of gurgling sounded, and Fang Chang turned his head to look at the mountain spring, only to see that water had begun to spray out of it, and soon the sound became gurgling, and the clear water was stirring, becoming silvery in the sun, and then soothing.

  The water level began to rise gradually, and the mountain **** stopped his crutches.

  When the water level in the spring returns to the edge, as the outlet of the mountain spring, the creek is supplemented and begins to flow again. The splashing water flows down the slope, along the dry valley, and flows out of the mountain.

   "Fulfilling the trust." The mountain **** said with a smile, "I'm quite tired this time, so I'll take my leave and go back to rest."

   Seeing that the mountain stream had recovered, Fang Chang was also very happy. He bowed to the mountain **** and said, "Thank you, Zhang Mountain God, for your action, and let's go back to rest."

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  When Lin Hai and Lin Ergou returned to the village, they met the villagers who had been waiting here for a long time.

  After seeing off a few people before, everyone did not leave, but waited anxiously at the entrance of the village. The smoke stopped for a long time, and no one even thought about eating lunch. Because of their worries, they rarely talked to each other, just stood there in silence, like a crop in a field.

  It wasn't until there was a faint sound in the deep mountain that they said a few words to each other, "Did you start to eliminate the demon?"

   Then the distance fell silent, and everyone also fell silent.

  They were just waiting there... I don't know if they were waiting for Fang Xianchang, or Haizi and Ergou who went with them.

   "It's Lin Hai! They're back!"

   Suddenly someone called.

  Everyone looked intently at once, and there was the young villager with good eyes who could spot two small, ant-like figures on the top of the nearby hill, running over the hill and rushing towards this side.

  Looking at the walking movements, Lin Hai and Lin Ergou can't be wrong.

  The hopeful people immediately went forward, and the two sides met on the hillside halfway.

   "How's it going, Hai Zi? Where's Fang Xianchang?"

   "It's done! Uncle, the monster has been chased away by Immortal Fang. He told us, let's come back to announce the good news. He went to find the mountain **** to clear the water veins, and let us wait by the stream!"

   "Great!" The villagers became excited, surrounded by Lin Hai and Lin Ergou, and went back downhill to the stream at the entrance of the village.

   Someone went to the house to bring food, and everyone sat on the ground together, chatting while eating.

  Lin Hai and Er Gou ate a few mouthfuls of thick pancakes, drank a bowl of soup, and then, under the expectant eyes of the people around them, began to tell the story of Fang Xianchang's subjugation of demons.

In their description, Fang Chang has become a powerful and majestic god, and the villain, the pangolin monster, is huge and invulnerable, but in front of Fang Xianchang, he knelt down before half a round He begged for mercy, and then swore a poisonous oath, only to be spared by the kind-hearted fairy elder.

   "Will the fairy come?" An old man asked, "We must thank the fairy. Even if we are from the mountains, etiquette cannot be broken. If the fairy doesn't come, we will go to the fairy cliff to pay our respects."

   "Fang Xianchang said, he will come and see." Ergou replied quickly from the side.

"Then let's go back and prepare some thank you gifts. This has saved the lives of all the old and young in our village." The old man sighed and said, feeling a lot of vicissitudes in his heart. of refugees.

   "Water is coming!"

  A child pointed to the valley and shouted softly.

   Everyone immediately looked towards the creek. A thin layer of water had soaked the pebbles at the bottom of the creek, and then continued to grow.

  Laughter burst out among the villagers in an instant. Everyone stepped forward to touch the water, and found it again. Many young people felt the preciousness of water for the first time.

  The old man leaned on a wooden crutch with both hands on his chest, and looked at the stream happily. The deep wrinkles on his face became shallower: "Now we are out of danger, and we don't have to leave here to wander."

   "Yes, uncle, thanks to Fang Xianchang." Lin Hai said while supporting the old man.

   "Well, thanks to Master Fang." The old man nodded.

  (end of this chapter)