Transmigrating to another world, starting as a mountain god

Li Yuan arrived at Huanshan and successfully retrieved the spirit tree seedlings and spirit herb seedlings promised by the Huanshan Mountain God.

"You're done?"

As the capital gradually stabilized, the mountain god of Huanshan was surprised that this kid had resolved the trivial matters of the mortal world so quickly.

Li Yuan curled his lip: "Otherwise what? Do you expect me to stay here for a whole year before you kick me out?"

This old man clearly wants a stable lineage of worshippers, yet he doesn't want to get involved in worldly karma.

The previous agreement was just that this old man deliberately found someone to do the work.

Moreover, the capital of Qian Kingdom is only temporarily stable; in the future, there will likely be even greater chaos.

After all, the Qian Kingdom had been in power for a long time, and its official system was already rotten to the core.

No matter how diligently the emperor of the reigning dynasty strives to govern, it is difficult to resist the prevailing trend.

However, looking at these spiritual seedlings that were emitting wisps of spiritual energy, Li Yuan was also very happy.

These spiritual seedlings might only be considered relatively precious by other mountain gods.

But for Li Yuan, that was the foundation for restoring the spiritual energy of Anshan.

Today, Anshan is covered with lush forests and is a normal mountain in the mortal world.

But Li Yuan wanted to make Anshan a better place.

Heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers are classified into four categories: mortal, spiritual, mysterious, and immortal.

The grade is linked to the strength of the mountain god, but they are not necessarily equal.

Another factor in determining the power of a mountain god is the intensity of incense offerings.

These two factors determine the extent of the mountain god's power.

To prevent the spiritual seedlings from withering, Li Yuan bid farewell to the mountain god of Huan Mountain and made a special trip back to An Mountain.

I came here to relax, traveling around in a horse-drawn carriage.

The return journey was much quicker; Li Yuan transformed into a wisp of green smoke and drifted away.

Once his immortal power was exhausted, Li Yuan successfully flew to the Anshan region.

As soon as he stepped into Anshan territory, spiritual energy surged into Li Yuan's body.

This is Anshan sensing Li Yuan's return and noticing his lack of immortal power, and responding to him automatically.

Li Yuan transformed into a wisp of green smoke, which instantly drifted to the top of Anshan Mountain.

The old tree remained steadfast and unmoving, exuding tranquility and serenity.

"Welcome home, Mountain God."

Zhuge Laodeng sent his greetings.

At this point, it was no longer the withered and malnourished old tree it once was.

Now, its main trunk is about two or three meters in diameter, and the top branches are about ten meters high, with lush foliage and a vibrant spirit.

Li Yuan smiled and nodded, placing the many spirit seedlings in front of the old tree.

"You should arrange the planting areas for these spirit seedlings, so that Anshan and the spirit seedlings can complement and support each other."

The old tree shook its branches, and a surge of spiritual energy swept up the seedling and sent it to various parts of Anshan.

This was also the first time Li Yuan had seen the old tree use its powers after it became spiritually connected, and he was immediately amazed.

"Once you take human form, Anshan can be completely handed over to you to manage."

Li Yuan smiled.

Zhuge Laodeng asked in confusion, "Is there a difference now?"

During their conversation, the other spiritual beings on the mountain sensed the return of the mountain god and couldn't help but leave their dwellings and come to the top of Anshan Mountain.

"Greetings, Mountain God."

These spiritual beings all bowed down to Li Yuan.

Li Yuan turned around and saw a huge black dog, almost as big as a calf.

A round, gray rat with a face of varying sizes.

There was also a spirited rooster with glossy, brightly colored feathers.

Besides, there was a snow-white rabbit, of normal size, but with lively eyes, timidly looking at Li Yuan.

Li Yuan felt a moment of disorientation; he seemed to see the Anshan Animal Tree Planting Team from back then.

Seeing the intelligence in their eyes reminds Li Yuan of the silly, adorable little animals he once knew, and he can't help but feel a little sad.

However, I am also relieved.

These psychic creatures are actually mostly descendants of those animals from the past.

“I am very pleased that you have all kept to your duties and diligently cultivated merit.” Li Yuan smiled, his expression serene.

The animals all bowed their heads, lowering them to the ground:

"We all rely on the guidance of the old tree. It teaches us not to disturb mortals and forbids us from touching blood and food, so that we will not fall into the evil path."

“A life of arduous cultivation leads to spirituality, while a thirst for blood makes one a demon.” Li Yuan nodded. “You must uphold your principles to have any hope of transcending tribulations and becoming immortals.”

The animals quickly bowed again, saying, "We will obey the command of the Mountain God."

Li Yuan thought for a moment:

"There are medicinal herbs I have planted in the mountains; you must protect them well. Remember, while protecting them is of utmost importance, you must not harm mortals."

These enormous animals exchanged a glance: "Yes, sir!"

Looking at their vibrant energy, Li Yuan smiled:

"You stay by the side of the spirit creatures all year round, becoming guardian beasts. When the spirit seedlings grow, they will reward you, and your cultivation will be twice as effective."

The animals were overjoyed: "Thank you for your guidance, Mountain God!"

"Do what you can and remember to keep an eye on Anshan Fanren," Li Yuan reminded him.

The animals understood in their hearts: "We will not disrupt the incense offerings of the Mountain God, nor will we sever the future of Anshan!"

Looking at the old tree behind him, Li Yuan grinned mischievously: "Don't call it Old Tree, call it Zhuge Lao Deng."

"To show your closeness, you can just call him Lao Deng from now on."

The animals were a little confused, feeling that it wasn't a good word.

But they still respectfully replied, "Yes, Lord Mountain God!"

"From now on, we'll call Old Tree 'Old Deng'!"

The sturdy old tree fell silent for a moment. It didn't understand the word "old tree," but suddenly it felt that its own mountain god was a bit strange.

With a diameter of two meters and a height of about ten meters, it feels like it's still an ignorant child.

After the animals finished speaking, they withdrew to search for the newly planted sapling on the old tree.

In this way, living beings protect the growth of the spirit seedling.

After the animals left, Li Yuan took out a bright red and translucent piece of jade.

“The Crimson Jade has the ability to absorb spiritual energy. You should nurture it. If it transforms into a mother jade in the future, Anshan will be able to generate another jade vein.”

Li Yuan handed the Crimson Jade to the old tree.

When the old tree stretched out its branches and touched the Crimson Jade, the bright red gem magically disappeared.

Li Yuan sensed it slightly and discovered that the Crimson Blood Jade had already entered the trunk of the old tree.

"Mountain God, are you leaving again?"

Zhuge Lao asked.

Li Yuan smiled wickedly:

"I've discovered a way to make a fortune."

The old tree swayed gently, as if puzzled.

Li Yuan's eyes gleamed: "If Anshan doesn't have it, I can get it from the territories of other mountain gods!"

"I refuse to believe they'd let me roam freely on their turf!"

Zhuge Laodeng: "..."

Why does our own mountain god always have such amazing ideas?

When he was first conferred his divine office, he held the "Anshan Assembly" and instructed small animals to plant trees, which is another story.

Taking advantage of the heavens, one can eat and drink for free, borrow things, and steal wine glasses.

It would be enough to relinquish the nobility of immortals and gods and work alongside mortals for decades, sharing joys and sorrows.

Why describe going to other mountain god territories as buying goods?

"Mountain God, will I really never suddenly hear bad news about you again?"

Zhuge Laodeng asked tremblingly.

Li Yuan's expression was displeased: "What are you saying? What are you saying!"

"Someone as delicious as me, no, someone as respectful to elders and caring for the young as me, a mountain god who is dedicated to his duties, is loved by everyone, makes flowers bloom, and even causes cars to get flat tires when they see me, you know?"

Zhuge Laodeng exclaimed, "I don't understand!"

Li Yuan scoffed and turned to float down the mountain.

He glanced at the earthen graves of Zhang Xiaohu and the other young men.

As expected, a century has passed, and those once-rising mounds have now almost turned into flat land.

Li Yuan picked some green fruit, threw it beside the nearly vanished grave, sighed, and left.

When people climb mountains to work and gaze at the horizon, do they know that generations of their ancestors once lay buried on the flat land beneath their feet?