The water ghost returns
"You've received guidance from a master; I can't defeat you, so I won't fight you!"
The giant, striped tiger glanced at the white deer before it, shook its massive head, and said in a muffled voice.
It may be a bit reckless on a daily basis, but that doesn't mean it's stupid.
I've already fought them once before, and I was completely outmatched.
After that, the white deer began to cultivate, and it cultivated alongside it, hoping to learn something from the other's cultivation methods.
Unfortunately, even after looking for so long, it still couldn't see anything unusual.
Bai Lu snorted a few times upon hearing this, and seeing that the other party was unwilling to fight her, she didn't dwell on the matter any longer.
Just as he was about to turn back to continue his cultivation, the white deer suddenly thought for a moment and said, "Stupid tiger, do you know if there are any other treasures or spiritual objects in Wangqing Mountain?"
Although it doesn't know where the Immortal Master is right now, if it can find some spiritual items, it can offer them to the Immortal Master later!
Just like before, it offered the Ganoderma lucidum to the immortal.
Afterwards, the immortal invited it to eat spirit rice together.
Just thinking about the taste of the spirit rice made it lick its lips.
That taste is hundreds of times better than the berries and tender grasses in the mountains and forests!
The giant tiger was immediately displeased by the way the other party addressed it, and roared angrily, causing the leaves around it to fall in a rustling sound.
"Shut up! I'm not a stupid tiger!"
"We've found a magical creature. I'll take you with me to offer it to the immortal master, so even this foolish tiger can absorb some of the immortal's essence."
Upon hearing the giant tiger's roar, the white deer impatiently replied.
Since its last separation from its master, it has never found another spirit.
This disappointed it somewhat, but it also showed that spiritual objects are not so easy to find.
"Good!"
Upon hearing this, the giant tiger was overjoyed and leaped to the white deer's side, its eyes filled with delight.
"Stupid Tiger, let's go find the spirit creature."
Seeing the other party's appearance, the white deer snorted and lifted its hoof to walk forward.
The other party was previously the king of this area, so he must have known that there was something unusual about this place.
The giant tiger no longer cared about being called a stupid tiger. Since it could be introduced to the immortal, it was fine to be a stupid tiger.
If the other person likes it, they can call him Little Tiger.
At that moment, the tiger and the deer immediately set off towards the depths of Wangqing Mountain.
With the two of them working together, they could defeat any other demons in the mountains.
Wangqing Mountain Yingping Peak.
After a night, Fang Zelin finished his practice and stood up.
The glimmer of light on his face vanished and was absorbed into his body.
Feeling the Spiritual Power within his body increase further, Fang Zelin couldn't help but smile.
When Fang Zelin pushed open the door and stepped out, the slightly damp air immediately hit him.
This is a unique situation in the mountains; the air is slightly damp in the morning.
The rice leaves in the field were lush and green, with a few drops of dew clinging to them.
A hen ran into the rice paddy, seemingly looking for food.
Upon seeing what appeared to be ripe rice ears growing on the rice leaves, he instinctively pecked at them.
"Smack!"
Lingdao waved its rice leaves, knocking the hen directly into the field.
Caught off guard by the sudden tumble of rice leaves, the hen clucked and ran out of the field, sensing something unclean in the rice paddy.
Upon seeing this, Fang Zelin's lips twitched, he shook his head, and then went to the rice paddy.
I rummaged through the rice leaves and saw that the rice seedlings were still there.
Judging from its growth rate, it won't be long before it grows as robust as other spirit rice varieties.
Lingdao seemed to really enjoy Fang Zelin's playful teasing, and its rice leaves couldn't help but rub against the back of Fang Zelin's hand.
This was in stark contrast to the previous hen.
Grow tall and strong!
After examining the spirit rice, Fang Zelin released a bit of Spiritual Power from his body and sprinkled it onto the seedlings.
These were just rice seedlings to begin with. Last night, while cultivating, Fang Zelin could sense that these few seedlings, when absorbing and releasing Spiritual Qi, were completely unable to compete with the other spiritual rice plants nearby.
Once they grow up, there shouldn't be any problems.
After doing all this, Fang Zelin started a fire and cooked a pot of rice in a short while.
Just as they were about to eat, they saw a man, soaking wet, appear by the riverbank.
Fang Zelin looked closely and saw that it was indeed the same water ghost from before.
Upon seeing the water ghost, Fang Zelin was overwhelmed with mixed emotions.
Fang Zelin picked up a wooden bowl he had made himself, ladled out a bowl of rice, and brought it to her.
"Want something to eat?"
The water ghost at this time had changed quite a bit from its previous appearance.
It's hard to tell exactly what's wrong, but you just feel that the other person is less cold and sinister.
Thank you.
Compared to before, the water ghost now showed some manners, cupping its hands in a respectful gesture to Fang Zelin before sniffing slightly.
The aroma of the rice in front of me was immediately inhaled and brought to my nose.
Then, a deep sorrow appeared on the water ghost's face, for he hadn't tasted rice in a long time, and now it stirred up his memories.
"Don't do that, I'll give you a bowl every day when I eat."
Seeing the other person's expression, Fang Zelin immediately waved his hand and said.
It's just a bowl of rice, no need to make such a fuss.
"Thank you, sir. I'm afraid I'll never see you again after today."
Upon hearing this, the water ghost did not reply. Instead, he knelt heavily on both knees and bowed deeply to Fang Zelin.
What is this for?
Upon seeing this, Fang Zelin quickly stepped forward to help him up.
Fang Zelin felt he couldn't bear to be forced to kneel and bow like this out of the blue.
However, the water ghost in front of him still respectfully kowtowed three times.
Just as they were about to speak, they saw several underworld officials walking towards them from not far away, with several more carrying a sedan chair behind them.
This is?
Fang Zelin also witnessed this scene and was taken aback.
"Sir, you're back!"
Upon seeing Fang Zelin, Zhang Weichu broke away from the group and stepped forward first, then bowed respectfully to Fang Zelin with an extremely courteous expression.
Fang Zelin looked at Zhang Weichu and a smile immediately appeared on his face. This man was quite an old acquaintance.
What's wrong with you?
Fang Zelin looked at the scene before him with some confusion.
"Fan Youzong, who was under my jurisdiction, accumulated a lot of Yin Merit Fan Youzong saving people, but now he's being sent to the City God to be rewarded by the City God."
Zhang Weichu answered, then turned to look at Fan Youzong beside him.
"Get in the sedan chair!"
Fan Youzong nodded upon hearing this, walked to the sedan chair, lifted the curtain, and sat inside.
The reason he bowed so deeply to Fang Zelin was because he owed his current position to Fang Zelin, which is why he went to save people.
"Given the Yin Merit he has accumulated, could he possibly attain the position of a ghost official and enjoy offerings of incense?"
Upon seeing this, Fang Zelin couldn't help but ask a question.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Weichu shook his head. "Sir, you jest. Obtaining the position of a ghost official and enjoying the offerings of incense is not as simple as it seems."
"Just like in the mortal world, no one can become an official simply by doing good deeds."
"However, he has accumulated a lot of Yin Merit, which will allow him to escape the body of a water ghost and gain many benefits. The specifics will be decided by the City God."