Becoming a God by Searching Mountains and Subduing Demons

Chapter 114 Incense becomes a god
When they heard that Jiang Yue and Lao Si were going to Chunliyuan to listen to music, and there was no trace of nervousness or pressure in their tone, everyone's expressions froze, and then they all burst into laughter.

Jiang Yue’s mentality is very good!
No wonder he was able to transform from an ordinary person into a warrior in such a short period of time, break through the second realm, and create his own martial arts.

Shu Yuanheng and others tried to think about it from another perspective. If they had experienced the same thing as Jiang Yue, they would probably not be able to be so optimistic.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Shen Xuan punched Jiang Yue on the chest, hugged Jiang Yue excitedly, and said with a smile: "Listen! This time you listen for the whole afternoon and I won't run away."

Shu Yuanheng looked like a queen, with her hair tied up high and wearing a long dress similar to palace dress. She gently rebuked, "Old Fourth, don't let your bad habits lead Junior Junior Brother astray. How can you be serious if you spend all day looking for flowers and asking willows?"

"It's unfair, Senior Sister!"

Shen Xuan cried out for injustice, and said to his master and fellow disciples: "Master, senior sister, senior brother, you don't know that when I listen to music, I really listen to it! I listen to it meticulously and attentively. It has spread among the female leaders of the pavilions, galleries, workshops, gardens, and gardens in Qing County. Sixth Master goes to one of them and does nothing but listen to music. He listens for two hours at a time, which makes the young lady very tired."

"Hahaha, there is such a thing?"

Even Master Xu Chong was amused.

"Cough cough."

Jiang Yue explained: "Master, I heard that the operas of the Great Zhou Dynasty are reviewed by special cultivators and must be adapted from real people and real events. I was born a hunter and don't understand many things, so I just listen to operas to make up for it."

"Well, so good."

Xu Chong nodded when he heard this and praised, "Knowing your shortcomings and making up for them is a great virtue. However, after the New Year, when the imperial court bestows an award, you will probably be appointed as a mountain patrol official. Then you can consult the history books of the Great Zhou and have a deeper understanding of the world."

"All right."

Xu Chong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Fuchunlou, celebrate Erlang's success!"

"it is good!"

The fellow disciples smiled and nodded, then followed their master out of the Xu residence.
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Fuchunlou, Xu Chong had already told the owner of Fuchunlou about today's banquet, and the invitations had already been sent to all the major forces in Qing County.

Soon after Jiang Yue and others arrived, many important figures from Qing County arrived.

People like Mr. Hu Da, the head of Wentang Zhengsi Hu Xueyan, the leaders of several gangs, Yue Jiuhua of the Yue family, and the old one-armed man of the Luo family all came to congratulate. Several on-duty captains also came, but there was no sign of the Han family and Captain Zhang Tie.

“Master, why didn’t the Han family come?”

Jiang Yue looked at his master who was sitting in the main seat and asked in a low voice.

"I don't have the face to come."

Xu Chong laughed softly, "You deserted the battlefield and abandoned the Sky Patrol Officer. How can you have the face to come to the banquet? Everyone present is injured? Erlang, you can take a look. Apart from the Han family and Zhang Tie, there are others who haven't come. You should be more careful when interacting with these forces who haven't come in the future."

"understood."

Jiang Yue nodded slightly.

In this battle to defend Huichun Mansion, not all strong men participated in the battle. Some, such as Han Li and Zhang Tie, gave up the opportunity to become mountain patrol officials and fled from the battlefield. Some large families had no official positions promised but still went out with their entire clan.

Jiang Yue looked at the guests coming and going, and compared them with the guests at the apprenticeship ceremony. He roughly knew who was absent.

The banquet started soon, with cups being clinked and the table filled with delicious food, and everyone began to congratulate one another.

"Sixth Master, the Huichun Mansion still exists, all thanks to your efforts. I, Ma Yuntong from the Ma Gang, would like to toast you!"

"Sixth Master, on behalf of all the members of the Mi Gang, I'd like to toast you!"

"Haha, Brother Xu, your disciple is really extraordinary."

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After three rounds of wine and delicious food, the banquet came to an end.

In fact, the purpose of Xu Chong hosting this banquet was to tell Jiang Yue who had contributed and who had not, who was genuine and who was pretending.

Although we don't have to condemn those big families that have not been dealt with, such as the Han family, there is no need to get too close to them in the future.

After all, Qing County is Jiang Yue's ancestral home, so Master Xu Chong is very concerned about it. He basically taught Jiang Yue how to get along with the local tyrants and build good relationships with them.

"Okay, Erlang, go back and have a good New Year."

Xu Chong smiled and said, "Come to Qing County on the first day of the New Year to pay respect to the ancestors. You can make your own arrangements for the rest of the time."

"Okay, I understand Master."

Jiang Yue nodded slightly, followed his fourth brother to listen to some music for half a day, and gained another five years before going back.

Qing County was more prosperous than Qingyang Town. There were stages everywhere and the sound of firecrackers could be heard everywhere. The sound of firecrackers gradually faded away until Jiang Yue left Qing County and entered the woods.
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Lunar New Year's eve.

Jiang Yue originally planned to spend a day at home with his family and teach Silang martial arts, but he was driven out by his grandfather.

It's New Year's Eve and it's a rare day off, so let Jiang Yue take Silang to the town to play around, see the temple fair, buy some snacks, and come back to eat before dark.

Jiang Yue agreed. After all, the family was well-off now, so they could spend money as they pleased during the New Year. Silang had never had snacks since he was a child, so he simply took Silang to the temple fair in the town. He led Silang through the bustling market like a parent leading his son.

After a while, Silang had a few bamboo sticks with blown sugar figures on them, and a bag of snacks in his hand. He was very happy.

"hey-hey."

Si Lang held Jiang Yue's hand and said with a smile: "Second brother, I guess I will never forget this year's Chinese New Year in my life."

Listening to Silang's words, Jiang Yue couldn't help but wonder, would it be possible that many years later, Silang would suddenly sigh that he had never eaten such delicious candy figures again?

"You boy."

Jiang Yue smiled and said, "When you have achieved success in your cultivation, you will take your second brother to the market."

"Of course. If I succeed in my cultivation, I will definitely honor my second brother and grandfather!"

Shiro said seriously.

"And your father!"

Jiang Yue patted Si Lang's head, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, did your father leave anything for you?"

"Yes, I did, but not at home."

Si Lang's voice was clear and full of youthfulness: "My father said that when I become a warrior, I will go to Huichun Prefecture and find a man named Lin Shouyi. The things he left for me are all with Lin Shouyi."

"Then shall I take you there?"

Jiang Yue guessed that his fourth uncle must have left some things related to cultivation for Silang. If he could get them earlier, it would also be convenient for Silang to practice.

"No no no."

Shi Lang shook his head and said, "Second brother, my father said that I must become a warrior before I can go, and he didn't say why."

"Well, then go again as a warrior and try harder."

Jiang Yue rubbed Silang's little head and said, "Let's go to the temple fair. There are songs from morning to night, and there are more foods there."

"it is good!"

Jiang Yue took Silang to the temple fair on the edge of Qingyang Town. The place was crowded with people everywhere, and many vendors were selling all kinds of novel things.

Although the food and entertainment are simple and barren, they are varied and full of the flavor of the New Year.

There were also quite a few fortune tellers who were talking in a mysterious way. Jiang Yue looked carefully and found that if one of the fortune tellers had his beard removed, he would be Zhou Ergou from his own village.

Jiang Yue bought a lot of food for Silang, and also bought some for his grandfather, and then took Silang to the front of the stage to listen to the opera.

"Erlang."

Seeing Jiang Yue coming, the three village elders sitting in the first seats hurriedly gave up their seats and gave the best seat to Jiang Yue. No matter how Jiang Yue refused, they insisted on letting Jiang Yue sit in the front seat.

Not only that, the three village elders also gave Silang a lot of snacks, fruits and other food.

On the stage was the Yu Family Troupe. The daughter of the owner of the Yu Family Troupe was playing an unknown ancient musical instrument and singing opera. When she saw Jiang Yue sitting in front, her eyes lit up.

In addition, the head of the Yu family also noticed Jiang Yue and became excited.

After singing a song while suppressing his excitement, the head of the Yu Family Troupe walked to the center of the stage and said excitedly, "Fellow villagers, our Yu Family Troupe has created a new opera. I hope you will come and listen to it."

"This drama is made to express gratitude to Mr. Jiang En."

Hearing this, the common people and village elders sitting below the stage became excited and curious. They started cheering before the song even started, and gave a lot of money as tips.

“No reward for this song!”

The head of the Yu family quickly refused and said sincerely: "Mr. Jiang, you said that we don't need to remember your kindness. After thinking about it, I decided to create a play as a token of my gratitude!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yue became interested and sat up straighter.

Shiro blinked his big eyes and looked at his second brother curiously.

"Everyone, please listen to "Qingyang Town Erlang Furiously Kills Ten Ghosts"!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of drums began to sound, accompanied by the melodious sounds of the pipa and guqin, and a sense of heroism was conveyed from the music.

"Let's talk about the Qingyang Mountain God Festival and the ghost disaster."

"The mountain god is not here, but Erlang is here"

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The opera is melodious and vividly depicts the scene of Jiang Yue fighting ten evil spirits alone on the stage. It has also been artistically processed to make the whole plot more ups and downs, and the music makes everyone tense.

At the end, the music was played loudly, like silver beads splashing, accompanied by the ethereal opera voice of the Yu family's little girl: "The corpses of all the evil spirits fell all over the altar, and the power of Erlang Shen was all in the blood-stained tip of the knife."

The intense music slowed down, and the opera gradually came to an end, leaving only the cheers of the people.

Jiang Yue widened his eyes and was actually a little embarrassed.

It was really because the songs and plays composed by the Yu family troupe flattered him too much.

Killing ten ghosts at that time was indeed dangerous, but in fact, after killing two of them, the rest could be easily defeated and did not put any pressure on Jiang Yue.

To be honest, Jiang Yue didn't think about saving people at that time. He just killed all the minions in a fit of rage. Of course, the people were saved by killing the minions.

But he was portrayed by the Yu family's boss as a hero who resisted the pressure from the minions, rescued the people, saved the beauty, fought a bloody battle with ten minions, and finally left without leaving his name.

The people cheered and applauded, praising him to the utmost.

The younger brother Silang's eyes were full of admiration. He curled up in Jiang Yue's arms, looking at his second brother with admiration, and fantasized in his heart that he could become a person like his second brother in the future.

Jiang Yue didn't care about everything around him because a panel prompt suddenly appeared.

[Hunter God (White 60%)]

His hunting god destiny unexpectedly increased by ten percent.

This made Jiang Yue stand there in a daze.

Just by spreading the opera among the people of a town and listening to it and cheering, his God of Hunting fate would be directly improved by 10%. If it spreads, like those details of the sword immortal who slew the dragon while drunk, and spreads throughout the Great Zhou, how much would his God of Hunting fate be improved? !

"hiss--"

Jiang Yue took a breath of cold air.

Behind him were the cheers of the people and the sound of firecrackers.

For hunters living in poor and remote areas, if they cannot afford food, they become bandits; if they cannot pay taxes, they kill officials and escape; if they cannot kill officials, they will be killed themselves and end their lives.

But if people can afford to eat, most of them can clearly distinguish between gratitude and resentment, and there are relatively few bad people.

Jiang Yue first became a warrior and became a disciple of Xu Chong. His reputation spread far and wide. He also presided over the mountain god sacrifice, which made him even more famous. Afterwards, he killed the Ten Demons and saved all the people present. Afterwards, Jiang Yue ordered the four yamen runners to keep their hands under control so that the people could have a good new year.

These are enough to make the hunters in Qingyang Town feel grateful.

Jiang Yue stared at the magnificent scene before him, listening to the sound of firecrackers. The contents of the Treasure Mirror of Mountains and Rivers emerged in his mind. The obscure scriptures of the Treasure Mirror gradually became easy to understand.

【You begin Shinto practice.】

[Practice Method: Mountain and River Treasure Mirror (lv1)]

【Incense Willing Power: 10】

【Time: 705 years】

[Note: You can use up time to speed up the absorption of incense and vows, and improve your Shinto practice.]

“A new module has been developed.”

Jiang Yue was shocked, then became extremely happy.

Shinto practice is also on the panel of Erlang Shen Seal, and a separate module is opened.

There is also the power of incense and vows, which is probably the nourishment needed for Shinto practice, similar to the precious medicine and blood and flesh essence needed for martial arts practice.

Time is also useful in Shinto practice. If one absorbs the power of incense and vows, it will probably take a long time, but if one consumes time, his life span will not be reduced in reality.

Amidst the cheers, the Yu family troupe sang "Erlang of Qingyang Town Furiously Kills Ten Ghosts" several times.

Jiang Yue left two taels of silver and left quietly.

The people were filled with joy and sang the story of Jiang Yue.

Perhaps it won’t be long before Jiang Yue can really enjoy the incense and sacrifices from the people and become a god who protects the land and water.

"Enjoying the incense and sacrifices of the common people, and not coveting the fortune of the imperial court, so this is what it means."

Jiang Yue took Silang home.

I happened to meet Grandpa Jiang Cong on the way. He came out to buy some lard and happened to listen to a play. There was an lingering smile on his wrinkled face.

The grandfather, grandson and two other children walked side by side, returning to their warm home amid the sound of fireworks.
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crunch--

The courtyard door was pushed open, and Jiang Yue, his grandfather, and his younger brother returned home, only to see the table full of sumptuous meals.

"Wow, Grandpa, we had a really good meal today. It smells so good."

Shiro said in surprise.

Jiang Cong was stunned and said incredulously, "No, grandpa hasn't cooked yet. The lard at home is almost gone, so grandpa went out to buy some lard. He happened to go to the temple fair and listened to opera for a long time, and then came back with you guys."

"Ah? If it wasn't Grandpa who did it, then who did it?"

Si Lang asked doubtfully, "Could it be that Brother Zhao Qi sent it here, or Sister Qin sent it here?"

"It's possible. Hey, these two families usually send things to our house."

Jiang Cong smiled and said, "I've told them so many times, but they still won't listen. Never mind, Grandpa will go and cook a few more dishes. Wait a minute and we'll have dinner!"

"okay!"

Shiro responded, sitting at the table eating snacks and waiting obediently.

As for Jiang Yue, he frowned slightly, his nostrils twitched. He looked at Xiaotian and Xuntian who were sleeping soundly, and then looked at the big water tank where the conch was placed.

He smelled a distinct smell of the sea.

"There really is no Conch Girl."

Jiang Yue muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)