Chapter 232 [Nanping Mountain Mountain God]
Shen Jingwen also smiled and said: "What the younger brother said is that I have often regretted that I didn't take a good look at Nanping Mountain in the past few years. It was because of this mentality that I didn't go to many places until I parted. I don’t know if I can go with you, and also visit this Nanping Mountain where I have been growing up since I was a child?”
Fang Chang has no feeling about whether there are people around him, and there is no difference if he keeps up with the last one, so he said:
"Of course, you are the hosts here, and I'm just a guest. As the saying goes, 'The guest does what the host wants', and practitioners are no exception."
Then he made some calculations in his heart, turned to Sang Ziping and said, "Why don't we go together? No one should come to seek medical treatment today."
Sang Ziping smiled and said:
"It's better to obey than to be respectful. I will also go to visit today."
So he closed the gate of the courtyard, followed Fang Chang and the two apprentices, and walked towards the mountain behind the small courtyard. The mountain road was rugged and had many forks, they just followed the bamboo canal built by Fang Chang and Mu Anning, and kept going upwards. The water in the bamboo ditch is still strong, flowing down tirelessly.
In the past two days, the people in the village have already known that there is a convenient and high-quality water intake point at the door of Dr. Sang’s house above, so after Sang Ziping’s daily water intake is completed, they gather together with buckets and cans. Outside the side door of the small courtyard, they take turns fetching water.
After the number of people increased, the outside of the courtyard began to become lively.
Some people are thinking about making one during the slack season. After all, the principle of this bamboo canal can be understood at a glance. It is just a layer of window paper, and the bamboo on the mountain does not cost money. Some people were thinking about how to use the water flowing down here, and the villagers were happy to come up with their own ideas. Fortunately, there was no shortage of water at the foot of Nanping Mountain, so there would be no conflicts among them.
On the way, Sang Ziping and Shen Jingwen praised their works very much: "It's really ingenious. It's really wonderful to change the water flow so simply."
Fang Chang smiled and said:
"It's much easier than digging ditches by hand, and you can climb over the hill with just a little bit of support. The only problem is that the bamboo is easy to rot or shift, and it needs constant maintenance."
"Constant maintenance is not a big problem, and it saves a lot of effort than digging a canal."
"Too."
Several people have cultivation bases, even the youngest Mu Anning, his leg strength is far beyond the average person. Therefore, in only half an hour, they left the bamboo canal and springs far behind, and walked to the top of the highest mountain in Nanping Mountain.
This mountain is much higher than the surrounding peaks, even when the clouds are low, it will break through the white clouds and stand above the sea of clouds. But today the weather is fine, the sky is clear and the sky is clear. Standing on the top of the highest peak, apart from the surging mountain wind, you can have a wide view of the surrounding area.
The farmlands, rivers, and towns in the distance, the nearby lakes, villages, and the beautiful peaks of Nanping Mountain are all reflected in the eyes of several people. If a scholar down the mountain sees this scene, they may shout that it can cleanse the soul.
They have very good eyesight, and they can even see the village at the foot of the mountain where Sang Ziping's master and apprentice lived for generations, and their small courtyard full of racks for drying herbs. Fang Chang has the strongest eyesight. He can see the villagers chatting together with buckets and cans at the side door of the small courtyard, and he can clearly hear their conversations.
Following, Mu Anning said: "Mr. Fang, there are several other scenic spots over there. We can visit them one by one from far to near."
However, there are some clouds and mists in the lower places, especially in the gaps of the stone forest, it is difficult to see its whole picture, but it is a good place to go. The four chatted for a few words, then said to each other, and then stretched out their bodies and ran towards the next scenic spot.
The scenery in the back did not meet their expectations, it was novel and dangerous.
But only practitioners have the ability to watch it. It is very time-consuming and dangerous for ordinary people to go up, so there are no people on it.
On the way back, Sang Ziping suddenly said to Fang Chang:
"Not far ahead is the local mountain **** dojo. Would you like to visit Mr. Fang? I am fortunate to have met him before, but he lives in seclusion and rarely sees each other, so we don't communicate much."
Fang Chang stopped when he heard the words, nodded and said:
"Of course, I have wandered around the mountain in recent years, but I have met many mountain gods, land city gods, river gods, etc. Now that I have come to the gate of this place, I should pay a visit. It is a pity that I came in a hurry and did not prepare anything. It's not good for a gift to be so abrupt."
During these few trips down the mountain, Fang Chang would go to the local Town God’s Temple, Mountain Temple, Earth Temple, Water Temple and other places whenever possible, bring some gifts and knock on the door to enter, and then get acquainted with the local gods and talk. During this process, he obtained a lot of news, and also learned a lot of common sense in practice, and sometimes even gave books to each other.
At the same time, Fang Chang also knew from this that the world's city gods, land gods, and mountain gods are all positions born of heaven and earth. Although they are often inherited based on the human system, they do not form a strict system. In this world where there is no immortality but only longevity, there are only mountain gods and land city gods formed by natural decrees, there is no heavenly court, and there is no organization to coordinate.
Even their structure can be called "flat". Although the mountain gods and land have more respect for the city gods, they are all at the same level, regardless of superiority or superiority. And there is a lack of connection and unity of pace. They only communicate with each other in official documents, and rarely and hardly cross-border communication.
Thus, although the gods are quite strong, they are not strong as a whole.
"This is not a problem."
After hearing what Fang Chang said about the gift, Sang Ziping laughed and said.
Then he jumped onto a big rock, set up an awning with his hands and looked around.
As if that wasn't enough, he took out some liquid medicine from his pocket, put two drops on his fingers, and gently rubbed it in his eyes. Afterwards, Sang Ziping simply recited the incantation and pinched the spell. After casting a spell, he swept his eyes in several directions around him, and then dispersed the spell. The other party said:
"There are many spiritual herbs in Nanping Mountain, but for the gods, due to the lack of corresponding knowledge, it is often difficult to use them. But this is my strong point, so I picked a few spiritual herbs and brought them to the door as gifts, and I don't lose my share."
After speaking, he asked Fang Chang to wait where he was, and then took the two apprentices to the three directions he had chosen.
After a while, they each came back with a plant in their hands.
The collection process seems to be very careful, and even the roots of the plants are very complete, which also shows that the three masters and apprentices have been dealing with herbal medicines for a long time, and they are very experienced in this matter.
"They are all people from the mountains, so you don't need to be too particular about it. You don't need a container to hold it. Just pass by like this. An Ning, you hold these three herbs." After speaking, Sang Ziping and Shen Jingwen handed over the elixir to Mu peaceful. Mu Anning quieted down, looking like a drug boy.
(end of this chapter)