Start as a Temple Spirit

"The evil cultivator rushed to Liangshan and was then beaten to death by Liangshan." Everyone nodded when they heard this. This made a lot of sense and made sense.

Because the evil cultivators came straight to the Forgotten Temple, their goal was very clear, which was to capture the temple spirits and refine them into evil spirits.

As a result, he was beaten to pieces by Shang Liangshan and his thugs.

"It's enough for you to know about this. Don't tell anyone, or you may invite revenge from your fellow evil practitioners and friends." The old patriarch looked at everyone and said solemnly.

"Understood!" Everyone nodded solemnly to show that they understood.

Naturally, they would not tell this to anyone, and they even helped to cover it up and had even thought of an excuse.

The answer is to go to Liangshan and practice Taoism.

"Then disperse." The old patriarch waved his hand to send people away.

Everyone then dispersed, leaving the old patriarch and his legacy in the temple.

Seeing everyone walking away, Yifeng looked at the old patriarch with a worried look on his face and asked, "Why did an evil cultivator suddenly appear?"

"The existence of Liangshan should have been spread." The old patriarch murmured.

"Huitong Trading Company? No, it shouldn't be them. Could they be refugees?" A murderous look flashed across Yifeng's eyes.

"Yeah," the old patriarch nodded. He also felt that Huitong Trading Company should not disclose any news about Shang Liangshan.

The reason is very simple. The temple spirit that was able to subdue Heizi, Xiaoli and Xiaocao is definitely not something that a sixth-rank evil cultivator can take down.

Therefore, the short-sighted refugees were more suspicious. Thinking of this, the old man's eyes turned cold and he said, "Let Xiaocao examine it tomorrow morning."

"Okay," Yifeng nodded, thinking about tomorrow's comprehensive review.

The next morning, the psychological torture that terrified the refugees was staged again, and then ten people were taken away and sent to the ranks of the ungodly.

This made the refugees ask themselves whether they were pious enough.

In the Forgotten Temple, after listening to Yifeng's report, the old patriarch murmured, "Xuanming Sect, it's a good thing it's not a sect."

“Although it’s not a sect, the other party is also a first-rate sect with a seventh-grade expert in charge.” Yifeng said with a wry smile.

Xiaocao learned this news from a refugee when he was conducting a mental torture on him.

This refugee spread the news that there was a temple spirit in Forgotten Township by worshipping the family gods.

He was a servant of the Xuanming Sect, a first-rate sect, and his specialty was to find out which villages had temple spirits in the Shiwanda Mountains.

The result is self-evident. He mixed in with the refugees and joined the Forgotten Township, where he learned of the existence of Shang Liangshan. He then reported it and attracted evil cultivators.

"That is a problem. However, a seventh-rank expert will not easily leave the sect. Besides, the situation in the Ten Thousand Mountains is turbulent right now. The evildoers should be cautious. The fact that the evil cultivators sneaked into the village is the best proof of that." The old patriarch analyzed.

"We'll have to ask Elder Liu about this when he comes back to see if he has any good ideas." Yifeng murmured.

The old patriarch's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he thought of something, stood up and went straight to the Forgotten Temple.

"Chief, do you want to invite Liangshan?" Yifeng asked.

"Old man, go and get a big flag, the flag of Xuanxu Sect." The old patriarch replied loudly.

Yifeng was delighted when he heard this, for he had forgotten that Liu Weizi had left them a big flag.

Now, facing the Xuanming Sect, raising the flag is undoubtedly the correct method. Firstly, it can intimidate the enemy, and secondly, it can confuse the enemy.

It would be great if we could make the people of Xuanming Sect believe that the person who killed the evil cultivator was a master of Xuanxu Sect.

As the saying goes, a dead Taoist friend will never die if he is a poor Taoist!

In the Huawai Taoist temple, Shang Liangshan threw two gray evil pills to the eagerly waiting Heizi and Fangkuai, and then looked at the two light balls floating in front of him, one white and one black.

Between the two light balls, there was a thumb-sized white shadow and a black shadow.

The white shadow is in human form, and the black shadow is in bird form. They are the pure souls left behind after the evil spirits and the human-faced owl extracted the souls.

The soul appears very vague and unreal, and can be blown away by a gust of wind. It is extremely weak.

"Master, let Xiaocao take care of these two souls." Xiaocao volunteered. His grass energy has the effect of nourishing souls.

"Yeah." Shang Liangshan nodded. He thought so too. Xiaocao was steady and reliable, so it was most suitable for him to take care of these two souls.

"I will definitely live up to my master's trust." Xiaocao put away the two soul balls and said goodbye to Heizi and the others.

Shang Liangshan also began to practice and construct the thirteen orifices to manifest. It is a long and arduous journey.

So far, he has not been able to construct any clue in these days.

As the weather gets colder, the rice ears are pressed lower and lower, changing from dry to plump, from green to golden, dancing in the wind, forming golden rice waves, creating a pastoral scenery that makes people linger.

This didn't work. Shang Liangshan and the old patriarch, who were walking on the edge of the field, were trapped in the golden rice waves.

This is all fragrant rice!

It was not until they heard the howling and shouting of wolves in the distance that the two men came to their senses. Looking up, they saw a group of silver wolves rushing out from the mountain path and heading straight for the river in the northeast direction.

A "splash" sound followed, and the Silver Wolf Guards jumped into the river one after another, not afraid of the cold at all.

Behind the Silver Wolf were the militiamen who were returning in high spirits, carrying long bamboo baskets filled with bacon.

"They've only been out for ten days, why are they back already?" The old patriarch was puzzled when he saw the hunting team returned early.

"Looking at how happy they are, they must have had a great harvest. In other words, the prey has become more and more numerous and denser." Shang Liangshan murmured.

Hearing this, the old patriarch thought of something and looked at Shang Liangshan and asked, "Liangshan, do you mean the beast tide is surging?"

"Wild animals are much more sensitive to weather changes than humans. As the New Year approaches, I'm afraid it will snow."

"It's possible." The old patriarch nodded and looked at the golden rice fields. It seemed that it was time to harvest the rice.

Shang Liangshan looked at the rice that was 70% mature and said helplessly, "It's a loss, but it's better than being crushed by the snow."

At this point, he suddenly thought of two kinds of livestock, looked at the old patriarch and asked curiously: "Old patriarch, as the saying goes, chickens, ducks and geese, why don't we have ducks and geese in our village?"

"Is there such a saying?" The old patriarch was slightly stunned, and then explained: "Of course there are ducks and geese, but these ducks and geese are raised by dignitaries for viewing. It is said that the meat is not delicious."

"For viewing? The meat is not tasty?" Shang Liangshan was stunned.

Duck and goose meat don't taste good. You have to be very picky to say that.

However, this world is rich in hunting resources, almost...

"Liangshan, Liangshan..." the old patriarch called.

"Oh oh," Shang Liangshan came back to his senses and asked, "Old Patriarch, have you ever eaten duck and goose meat?"

“I haven’t eaten them.” The old patriarch shook his head and explained again: “Ducks and geese are raised by the rich and powerful for viewing. Poor people rarely see them, let alone eat them.”

"What about duck and goose eggs?"

“I haven’t eaten it, but Lao Feng has, and he said it’s delicious.”

"Old Patriarch, our Forgotten Village has mountains and water, which is the best place to raise ducks and geese."

"Liangshan, what you said actually opens up a new door for me. The environment in our Forgotten Village is indeed suitable for raising ducks and geese."