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"Did you see it?" Zhao Qingshan turned around, smiled slightly at Sang Chengdao, who was already dumbfounded at the door, and asked calmly.

"Look... I saw..." Sang Chengdao stood there blankly, his response stuttering a little.

Zhao Qingshan walked out of the main hall, turned around and closed the wooden door of the main hall, and then turned to Sang Chengdao and said, "This evil ghost has been practicing for many years, and I am not sure that I can transform it. This is why donor Sang stood at the door so that the evil ghost would not hurt Donor Sang. Can Donor Sang understand?"

"Can... understand..." At this time, Sang Chengdao, whose brain was already in a mess, nodded, nodded and nodded.

Until Zhao Qingshan walked up to him with a smile on his face, the man more than two meters tall just weakened his legs and knelt on the ground, "Master, I didn't mean to see it. Don't worry, I will definitely not go out to talk nonsense. Please let me go..."

"..." Zhao Qingshan, who was about to say a few more words to consolidate his image as an expert, was stunned. After a while, he looked at Sang Chengdao on the ground with a laugh and cry and asked, "Do you think I will silence you? I am not a person who kills you indiscriminately!"

"Then... why do you want to laugh at me?" Sang Chengdao looked up at Zhao Qingshan with some courage and said carefully: "I laughed so hard that I felt a little embarrassed..."

Zhao Qingshan was depressed, but he still maintained the gentle smile on the surface and said, "Donor Sang is too nervous, so go to rest with peace of mind."

"Okay... OK..." Sang Chengdao, who had never seen such a scene in his life, nodded cautiously, but he only reacted after standing up and said quickly: "Oh, by the way, Taoist priest, please wait!"

Zhao Qingshan, who had been struggling all night, couldn't bear it anymore. When he was about to go to rest, he heard Sang Chengdao's words again. He frowned and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Donor Sang?"

"That's right, Taoist priest... Didn't I promise to build a road that leads to the top of the mountain for the Taoist temple?" Sang Chengdao said awkwardly: "I went down the mountain yesterday to find out. The mountainous land of Longsu Mountain is too steep, and this road... it can't be repaired."

"Oh?" Zhao Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and then he became a little enthusiastic. "In this way, donor Sang cannot repair this road?"

"Yes..." Sang Chengdao said carefully: "Master, this road construction matter is really beyond my ability. Do you think... can you change something to practice?"

"What do you think of this Qingyun Temple? To be honest," Zhao Qingshan smiled gently.

"Qingyun Temple..." Sang Chengdao glanced at the Taoist temple, which even had even painted off, and whispered: "If you look at it from the worldly perspective, Taoist Master, your Qingyun Temple is really worn out enough..."

"Then let's practice Taoist temple." Zhao Qingshan heard Sang Chengdao's words and cried out in a secret voice like a conditioned reflex. He suffered a few losses and knew that once the image of a master was too much, it would give people the idea of ​​"If I take out money, I would insult the Taoist priest."

He quickly calmed down his emotions and said, "Compared with road construction, renovating the Taoist temple and reshaping the golden body are of great merit. What does Sang Donor think?"

"Taoshi Temple?" Sang Chengdao obviously didn't expect that Zhao Qingshan would take the initiative to raise this matter. He was stunned for a moment, saying: "Master, I'm not willing to spend money, but Longsu Mountain is really high and steep. It's difficult to renovate the materials for the Taoist temple. How should I renovate it?"

"If Longsu Mountain has a mountain road that is easier to walk on than now, but has a longer distance, and can reach the top of the mountain?" Zhao Qingshan asked, "Can this Taoist temple be cultivated?"

"If there is really such a road, it can be repaired." Sang Chengdao said: "But Master, I am not talking nonsense. There is really no way to repair the road to Longsu Mountain!"

"That's because you can't do anything, it doesn't mean I can't do anything either!" Zhao Qingshan smiled and said, "You can rest on the mountain for a day, and you will see it tomorrow morning!"

Fan Tong was named the God of Longsu Mountain. Longsu Mountain is the main peak of a radius of twenty miles, which means that Zhao Qingshan can change everything in Longsu Mountain as he wishes.

Letting the mountain god cultivate a mountain road is as simple as letting an ordinary person drink water. It is simply a difficult thing to see others as heaven. When it comes to Zhao Qingshan, it becomes extremely easy.

If it weren't for Fan Tong's ability to do some rough and tiring work, he would even want Fan Tong to directly create a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain!

The issue of road construction was left to Fan Tong, the issue of renovating the Taoist temple and reshaping the Jade Emperor's golden body was left to Sang Chengdao. Zhao Qingshan could already foresee that the good day of Qingyun Temple's incense was coming!

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Zhao Qingshan went back to the backyard to rest, and the eight Taoist priests who came from Daxin Town had already appeared at the foot of Longsu Mountain.

"Master, this Longsu Mountain is only more than 1,500 meters high. Even if the mountain is steep and the mountain roads are slippery, we will definitely be able to climb up in a few hours, right? Why did the god say "Zi Shi"?"

Eight people stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the top of the mountain. One of them hesitated and said, "Is this intentional releasing water, or is there any test waiting for us on the mountain?"

"This is the immortal fate of our master and disciple. As long as you can join the Immortal Master, you may be ranked in the immortal class and immortality!" The white-clear man who witnessed Zhao Qingshan's passing by with his own eyes gritted his teeth and said firmly: "No matter how many tests there are waiting for us on the mountain, you all remember them. You must not give up until the last moment. There is only one opportunity, so be sure to do your best!"

"The master is right, let's go up the mountain as soon as possible!"

"Okay, everyone, come with me. Longsu Mountain is high and the road is steep, so be careful!"

"Don't worry, master, we understand."

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At around 10 o'clock that night, Fan Tong, who had been in the main hall to beat Ye Qingjun for six or seven hours, returned to Zhao Qingshan's side. "Cheer the Jade Emperor, the evil ghost has been beaten up by the little god and has no power to resist."

"Good job." Zhao Qingshan, who had been resting for several hours, was refreshed. After hearing Fan Tong's words, he nodded and praised, and then asked: "Fan Tong, have the eight Taoist priests who came from Ziguang in Daxin Town ever climbed the mountain?"

"Report to the Jade Emperor, the eight Taoist priests are now trapped in the formation by the little gods and suffering. Those who are unstable in the Taoist heart and have weak will will be kicked out of the formation. The last three people left are what you need for Your Majesty." Fan Tong bent over and replied respectfully.

"Oh? How many people are there now?"

"There are four people in the formation, and the other four have been sent back to the border by the little god."

"There are four more? Forget it, bring all four of them up the mountain. I have something else to tell you."

"The little god obeys the order~!"

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