After bidding farewell to the mountain god, Fang Chang raised his hand and walked slowly along the valley.

This is not the way I took when Lin Hai and the others came here. After the mountain god was cleared, the spring water became stronger. He was ready to see if the stream that had resumed flowing would flow along the previous waterway.

It is very difficult to walk on both sides of the valley, with dense grass and trees, but occasionally there are small open spaces, which are a paradise for wild animals. They often come here to drink water in an orderly manner, and even tacitly do not prey on each other in the open space by the stream.

Many times, Fang Chang can only move forward in the stream.

Fortunately, he has made great progress in his cultivation recently. He walks in the water without having to wet his shoes. Along the way, even though he is wearing coarse linen clothes, he is full of the aura of a free and eccentric immortal family. Unfortunately, no one can see this appearance in the barren mountains.

He walked all the way to Linxi Village with his hands behind his back and confirmed that the stream was still following the original road.

Then at the entrance of the village, I met people waiting for him here.

"Fang Xiansheng!"

Lin Hai supported an old man, came forward and shouted first.

Behind them was a group of villagers who had been waiting here for a long time. After the stream was restored, everyone was unwilling to leave and insisted on waiting here.

"The water is open." Fang Chang smiled at Lin Hai.

"Yes, Fang Xianchang, the water is open. Thanks to your boundless magic power, you have subdued the monster." Lin Hai responded with gratitude.

At this time, the old man next to him added: "Captain Xian, please come to the village. Everyone wants to entertain you well and express their gratitude."

"No need, it's just a little effort." Fang Chang shook his hand, "I just confirmed the situation of the stream and came over to take a look-the current flow is much bigger."

"From here, a few miles away is the Baigou River. This mountain stream connects directly to the river, and there is no village in the middle." Lin Hai said.

Fang Chang nodded: "That's good. Since things are done, you should live a good life. I want to go back to the cliff to continue practicing. If you have the intention, don't get too close, and like to be purified."

"I will not dare to disturb the immortal!"

The old man said loudly, then he added his forehead with his hands, bent down and bowed: "The immortal prince will take action this time to save the lives of the whole village. Linxi Village is willing to build a statue of Fang Xianzheng and make sacrifices for all seasons."

"useless!"

"This matter is even more unreasonable."

He aggravated his tone and Fang Chang made a sound to stop him.

If the mountain village is poor, such a thing that only costs the people's efforts will inevitably affect the cause and effect, which will be extremely harmful to practice.

"I don't go through incense to become a god. Building a temple is of no use for my practice, and there is no need for worship in the lower house. I would like to say more, if there is no disaster, don't ask God for it. It is important to know that good days must be created by both hands."

"This time, the local Shan God of Zhang has made great efforts. You can go to the Shan God Temple to worship during the slack season. If possible, you can repair it simply, which can be considered as repaying the mountain god's grace for clearing water veins."

During the slack season, the mountain villages and villages were not laborious, but they only consumed some homemade incense and candles. The offerings were used for worship and did not affect consumption. Therefore, Fang Chang was not worried about this. Moreover, the god of Zhangshan made a lot of efforts this time, and he really needed incense to replenish his spirit.

Everyone present saluted and said they could save money.

Seeing that Fang Chang was about to leave, the old man quickly pushed Lin Hai away, stepped forward and called Fang Chang away, and then asked the villagers to bring the prepared gifts.

The villagers quickly returned to their homes, carried or hugged them, took out the precious things they had hidden for a long time, and piled them up in the open space at the entrance of the village.

Looking at the busy villagers who were walking through quickly, the old man said to Fang: "Listen to Lin Hai, Xianchang's life is extremely simple. Everyone specially prepared these things, hoping to make Fang Xianchang more comfortable."

Fang Chang frowned and saw that the villagers were all good items that were usually reluctant to eat and use, including rice, flour, bacon, mountain delicacies, tools, oil, salt, tea bricks, dried vegetables and wine jars, and even some brand new dining plates, bowls, chopsticks, pots and pots and pots.

Seeing this scene, he shook his head in his heart.

"Everyone has a heart, but this really doesn't have to be. That's the method of practice I chose to align with nature."

"Since I have achieved some cultivation level, I have not felt hunger and cold or heat, so I don't need these."

Thinking that he had no desires, the simple mountain people would be filled with anxiety, Fang Chang said to everyone:

"Those are enough, I'll choose it myself."

He asked everyone to stop, he looked down at the front site, then stretched out his hand, cut off a small piece of bacon the size of a palm from it, then took off the bamboo tube tied with a rattan around his waist, pulled the plug made by the wooden section, opened the wine jar and stretched out his hand, and a wisp of wine flew up into the bamboo tube and stuffed it with a plug.

After receiving this small bamboo tube of sorghum wine, he took a fresh melon that was extremely common in the countryside on the load containing fruits and vegetables, and smiled:

"These are enough."

The villagers in front watched this scene quietly, and the method of using techniques to get wine from the wine jar shocked everyone.

The other villager who was chosen by the immortal leader to thank him was overjoyed and full of pride.

He hung the bamboo tube again on his waist, Fang Chang bowed to everyone and said, "Thank you for your kindness. From now on, both sides have not owe each other. I hope everyone can live a good life and enjoy peace." Then, while the villagers were still stunned, they turned around and floated away. In a few breaths, they had already gone far away.

Seeing that the immortal was just a little bit of a word, the old man was still sighing there, feeling quite uneasy.

Lin Hai, who was holding him next to him, said, "Uncle, I said before that the immortal chief is a real master of the world, so he naturally doesn't like us common things."

"Or it is not enough to take action in front of the Immortal Chief Fang. Meeting the Immortal Chief is our blessing. Too much politeness will only make it difficult for the Immortal Chief."

If Fang Chang heard these words, he would definitely praise Lin Hai. He was the villager who understood Fang Chang's true intentions.

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With the respect of the mountain people, Fang Chang looked for a way from the mountains and returned to Xianqi Cliff.

He didn't care about the little merits he received during the process of subduing demons and saving people. He did not take this path by practicing his own practice, which would not be of great help, but it was also a bit positive and not a bad thing.

The sun sets westward.

I returned to my territory and looked at it. I saw that the bamboo bed and quilt I had lying on before were still placed in the open space.

Fang Chang turned around and looked at Linxi Village, the foot of the mountain.

After the water source problem was solved, the clouds above Linxi Village regained their vitality. He smiled relaxedly, but he did not expect that he was the vitality of Linxi Village.

After sighing, he moved the bed outside back into the house.

The fire pond had already been extinguished, and the ashes in the middle were no longer warm. I took out the fire bow and fiddled with it for a while, and ignited the fire pond again. Fang Chang found a piece of smooth stone to wash it and put it in, ready to heat it up.

He took off the bamboo tube around his waist, untied the rattan, placed it on the side of the fire, then washed the bacon given to the villagers, took out a small jade knife on his back, and cut it into thin slices.

While waiting for the stone to heat up, Fang Chang first ate the melon in the bag.

The melon is full of fragrance, sweet, crisp and refreshing.

What a good melon?

Take out the seeds and don’t throw them away, put them in a cold bamboo tube that is split and dried in an open space in the house. When the weather is good, you can plant them.
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