The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Li Changxiao was not surprised.

After all, a wild god in the countryside is a wild god in the countryside. If the clay body enshrined in it comes from an illegal source, it will lack confidence. Even if the real owner has become the head of a county, he still dares not move the temple to the foot of the mountain.

If someone saw through it, the clay statue would look like a county magistrate.

That would probably arouse public outrage. Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. After people suspect that they have been deceived, their deep affection for the incense and fire will turn into boundless anger.

The county magistrate probably couldn't withstand such a blow.

It's not that he is afraid of mortals, but the incense that entangles him has turned into a bad karma. He has received so many benefits in the past, it is not as simple as spitting them out.

Li Changxiao wrapped the white cloth on the clay figure's head again and put it back into the small temple.

Then, wait quietly.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, the county magistrate slowly walked over along the mountain path.

Even if it is a wild temple, the owner can still feel it.

The two looked at each other.

The county magistrate spoke first: "Let's chat? Chat while we walk."

"Okay." Li Changxiao nodded.

The two walked side by side to the top of the mountain, where there were few people and it was easier to talk.

The two first met at a drinking table, and at that time neither knew that the other was a cultivator.

"How did you find out?" asked the county magistrate.

Li Changxiao shook his head and said with a smile, "It's not a discovery, I just came here to take a look out of curiosity."

The county magistrate sighed and had no intention of getting angry after being discovered.

He said leisurely: "In this world, people have a hard time."

"As the head of a county, I have been in charge of Linwu County for many years. I have watched helplessly as the harvest in the county has been getting worse year by year. Life has been difficult."

"It's not so bad now. We can still eat some reptiles and wild boars. In a few years, I'm afraid even these won't be there. Of course, as a county magistrate, I can still have a bowl of hot rice and protect myself even if the world is in chaos."

"But... from another perspective, what's the difference between me and these mortals? After all, I am still starving."

The county magistrate said slowly.

The former is the food of the mortal world, and the latter is the food of the spiritual world.

The situation is very embarrassing.

"Fellow Daoist, your situation should not be much different from mine, right?" The county magistrate looked at Li Changxiao.

The county magistrate frowned slightly, and a hint of gold appeared in the corners of his eyes.

This is proof that one has practiced some kind of pupil technique, and it is most likely a Buddhist pupil technique.

Although the pupil technique was greatly suppressed by heaven and earth, it only retained a little of its previous power.

However, combining various details with his own experience, he could probably guess that the cultivation level of the man in front of him should be similar to his own, around the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The two have similar cultivation levels, so naturally their situations won't be too different.

"If I were a mortal, would I have been taken away by the evil tiger?" Li Changxiao asked casually.

The county magistrate did not comment and just smiled.

The two of them slowly walked up to the top of the mountain.

The view gradually widens, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the scenery is beautiful.

The county magistrate picked a fruit on the way, wiped it with his clothes, took a bite, and the juice overflowed.

The county magistrate put one hand behind his back and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, please go. This is good for both you and me."

Li Changxiao answered the question irrelevantly, "I have a friend who is also studying incense. Maybe your inspiration came from her."

"If you want to live longer, I won't stop you, but is this really a good idea?"

"They not only enjoy the people's livelihood, but also raise tigers to cause trouble. They imprisoned Linwu County in the mountains and created terror."

Li Changxiao's voice was very flat, and no emotion could be heard.

"If it were not so, who would sincerely worship the wild temple in the mountains?" The county magistrate said, "Not everyone has the strength and power of the two golden bodies in the Hemu Temple."

The county magistrate said quietly, "Besides, the tiger plague here has a long history, and can even be traced back to before the spiritual energy was exhausted."

"This place was once a captive place for a certain immortal, who raised vicious tigers here specifically to watch them fight each other and gain insights into the great ways of magic."

"It's not entirely my fault."

"In terms of merit, I traveled the world before returning to secular life, saving countless mortals. Now, the number of people who have died because of me is only a few hundred. My merits and demerits offset each other, so I don't think I'm wrong."

Perhaps it was his conscience that got to him, and the county magistrate was almost counting on his fingers.

Li Changxiao looked at the other person quietly, but did not respond. He unscrewed the cork and took a big gulp of the "Hundred Insects Wine" he bought from Linwu County.

This wine is soaked with hundreds of poisonous insects.

It can cure injuries from falls and can also warm the body.

The intensity is extremely high.

After finally swallowing the wine, Li Changxiao asked calmly, "Are you a Buddhist?"

The county magistrate was stunned, thinking that after all he had said, the other party only heard the two words "return to secular life", right?

He nodded anyway, "I once entered Jiuxiang Temple, but returned to secular life after my spiritual energy was exhausted."

"Jiuxiang Temple..." Li Changxiao said, "No wonder you thought of using incense to prolong your life."

"actually…"

"You don't have to explain to me what's right or wrong. Things in this world can't be summed up as right or wrong."

"There should have been a better solution to today's incident."

The breeze blows, and the swordsman is leisurely.

"But I can feel that your murderous intention towards me is getting stronger and stronger."

"I guess you have already decided to kill me. Although I don't understand why you have to kill me? Even if you break your mud body and run away, it is better than fighting, right?"

"But the affairs of the underworld are the affairs of the underworld."

"So, after you die, I will take care of the tiger in the mountains."

Li Changxiao looked at the green ocean ahead.

Without even turning his head.

The county magistrate's expression became more and more ugly. He was actually seen through. His left hand, which was behind his back, secretly redirected the power and accelerated the gathering.

He didn't know that he had actually hidden himself very well, but he could not escape Li Changxiao's ability to spy on dreams.

"Haha." The county magistrate smiled faintly, "If it were in the past, I might have thought about discussing a solution with you."

"But now... my physical condition is special and I can't bear the backlash of incense.

If I let you go today, it would be like handing over my power of life and death to you, so… even if it costs me spiritual energy, I will kill you right here!"

The words have not yet fallen.

The county magistrate slapped out with his palm, and a golden shadow condensed behind him.

Every move is a big move.

There is a tacit understanding between both parties.

One move decides victory or defeat, life or death, and there is no shirking.

However, Li Changxiao was faster than him. He drew his sword with a flash and then put it away.

Blood splattered.

The magistrate fell down helplessly.

One move and it’s over.

Life or death.

Jianghu matters, Jianghu matter.

Li Changxiao stepped over his body, came to the edge of the mountain, and then jumped down.

He made sword gestures with his hands.

As the figure fell, he controlled the Qingping sword and shot it straight into the depths of the forest.

at the same time.

A tiger as tall as three people was crawling in the cave.

This creature, before its spiritual energy was exhausted, was called Yamanaka-kun.

He is the overlord among tigers.

There are often male mountain kings.

But female Shanzhongjun, one in ten thousand, can give birth to four tigers every year.

Therefore, this Lord of the Mountains is the source of the tiger plague in Linwu County.

The tiger showed signs of recognizing its master and had been subdued by the county magistrate using Buddhist teachings and was now being used by him.

The Qingping Sword came from the sky, shot into the depths of the cave, and instantly pierced through Shanzhongjun's head.

Although, the sword flew back into the swordsman's hand.

With one man and one sword, he leisurely wiped out all the vicious tigers in the mountains.

It was just something I did on purpose.