Free Web NovelThree Mountains Town.
This is a town nestled in the gap between three large mountains. Each mountain stretches for hundreds of miles and is several thousand feet high.
This town is rich in several types of specialty products, all of which are valuable.
But if the people in the town want to go out, they need to bypass the overlapping mountains, which is dangerous and long. Only with the blessing of Wuling can they be safe and sound.
At this moment, inside the temple.
The Town Chief and a group of elders were carefully watching a Fat Priest dressed as a shaman, adorned in gold and silver.
"Priest, winter is approaching. If we don't go out and trade for supplies soon, many villagers won't make it through this winter. Please see..."
"What's the rush? Just wait for Wuling's decree."
"But Wuling's statue hasn't lit up for a long time..."
The Town Chief furrowed his brow, extremely anxious.
The arable land in Three Mountains Town is limited, and the sunlight is poor, so the harvested grain is simply not enough.
They can only barely survive by carrying valuable mountain goods out of the mountains to exchange for grain.
It has already snowed once.
If they wait any longer, the heavy snow will completely seal off the mountains, isolating the town from the outside world, and who knows how many villagers will starve or freeze to death.
"Without Wuling's protection, you can try bypassing the mountains yourselves."
The Priest leisurely ate beef, his mouth greasy.
"How can we do that?"
The Old Town Chief's face changed.
At least since he could remember, the people of Three Mountains Town were not allowed to enter the mountains alone.
The area between these three mountains is very strange, as if it eats people.
Those who enter without permission will eventually get lost within, unless they consult Wuling and receive the mountain god's blessing, only then can they be safe and sound.
There are many young people in the clan who yearn for the outside world, and quite a few want to sneak out.
But without exception, they all disappeared without a trace.
He knew what happened to those people in the end.
The Old Town Chief was once a young man who yearned for the vast world. He had even arranged to go out with a few like-minded youngsters, hoping to find another way of life for the townspeople.
Later, even though they had made thorough preparations, they still got lost in the mountains.
His companions disappeared one by one. freeweɓnovel.cøm
Only he, because his family had given a heavy gift to the Priest, was guided back out.
Five years later.
When he entered the mountains again with the young adults, he saw a few familiar skeletons.
Those were the young people who had wanted to escape with him.
From then on, he felt awe towards the authority of the mountain god from the bottom of his heart.
Without Wuling's permission, they absolutely cannot leave the mountains!
This is the rule that everyone in Three Mountains Town strictly adheres to.
But now, the problem has arisen.
Wuling has disappeared.
Without Wuling, how should they face the man-eating mountains?
"You don't need to worry, the divine being has already bestowed a decree."
Seeing the Town Chief and the elders were all cautious, the Fat Priest felt the time was right.
The Fat Priest was actually a Demon Summoning Cultist.
He was genuinely afraid that this group of people, fearing nothing, would run outside the town.
After all, there are no Disaster Beasts now, and the heavy fog in the mountains is gone.
If the townspeople were to discover that they could get out of the mountains without the help of the so-called 'divine being', what would happen then?
Fortunately, over the years, no one dared to challenge the divine authority...
"Wuling will return soon. During this time, make sure to keep your villagers in line and absolutely do not do anything that would disappoint the divine being."
Fei Lian, who once absorbed the faith of Three Mountains Town, is actually dead.
The Hall Master sent him a message, saying a new 'mountain god' would be sent soon.
"Oh, and prepare another batch of offerings."
Hearing that they had to prepare offerings again.
The Town Chief and the elders looked distressed.
...
That afternoon.
At the temple entrance of Three Mountains Town, the altar was set up and various offerings were placed, which the Town Chief had gathered from house to house.
Around the altar, flags were erected, each depicting a totem of a deer head and bird body.
"Today, Wuling is about to respond to my call and bestow a divine miracle!"
The Fat Priest glanced at the offerings, very satisfied.
He received news that the new mountain god was coming soon.
And one by one, the townspeople carried heavy baskets, their eyes filled with hope.
Just waiting for the divine being's blessing, they could then confidently bypass the mountains and go out to exchange for hope for their villagers to get through the winter.
The Fat Priest's body, full of fat, trembled as he jumped up and performed a strange ritual dance.
This totem can connect to nearby beings possessing ancestral spirit Bloodlines.
But halfway through the dance, the villagers suddenly cheered excitedly.
"The clouds, that patch of clouds is coming down!"
"Could it be that the mountain god is going to appear in person?"
?
A question mark appeared above the Fat Priest's head.
He performed the ritual dance purely to create an atmosphere and make it more ceremonial, so that the townspeople would believe him more.
He hadn't even started using the real god-summoning method yet.
The atmosphere hadn't been fully created yet, so there was naturally no connection established with Wuling.
So what the heck is coming down?
The Fat Priest looked intently.
A young man with deer antlers on his head, wearing a golden sun robe, and possessing extraordinary divine presence, was carried down by white clouds and landed in the center of the altar.
He half-knelt with his palm on the ground (for posture details, refer to the Terminator's entrance), slowly rose expressionlessly, truly an aloof immortal god descending from the clouds.
Beside him, there was also a young man in golden clothes wearing a hood, and a woman whose skin reflected light and had electric arcs.
These two also had extraordinary presence, were unfathomable, and flanked the young man in the center.
In front of these three, the Fat Priest suddenly appeared ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) very sleazy in demeanor.
"You are..."
The Fat Priest narrowed his eyes, preparing to question them.
"How dare you~~~ speak to an immortal~~~ god like that!"
Look, when they speak, it's with thunderous heavenly sound, how unfathomable.
"I..."
"What 'I'? Since you have seen the body of an immortal god, why do you not bow?"
The hooded young man in golden clothes shouted loudly.
?
A hint of confusion flashed in the Fat Priest's narrowed bean-like eyes.
Why are these lines so familiar?
Aren't these all his lines?
But the Wuling sent by the main altar was clearly not like this.
Moreover, when he used the god-summoning method just now to communicate, there was no response.
This is not the Wuling sent by the main altar at all!
The Fat Priest said angrily:
"How dare you impersonate the divine being! How audacious! You..."
"You blasphemer of immortal gods."
In the middle, the antlered young man spoke, neither happy nor sad.
His voice was low and very magnetic.
In his eyes, there seemed to be eternally burning starlight, making people afraid to look directly at him.
"This Venerable has been in slumber for ten thousand years and originally no longer cared about worldly matters. However, someone is using the name of an immortal god to deceive and swindle others. Have you not heard that the net of heaven is vast and lets nothing escape!"
"And now the Celestial Venerable of Myriad Aspects Immortal Sect stands before you, yet you show no sign of repentance!"
"You who do not recognize the celestial numbers, have shallow fortune, do not cultivate magic power, do not cultivate virtue, are covered in fur and horns, born from eggs and dampness!"
"You are audacious!"
Li Mo had the aloof and serious expression of an Ice Cube, awe-inspiring without being angry.
