Chapter 46 Accidents, all accidents

"You said today that you wanted to spread the fame of my Sanqing Mountain God to the world, so from now on you can walk around as the incarnation of Sanqing Mountain."

Pan Yun straightened up, purely out of curiosity, "Master, I walk the world as your incarnation, so can I use your abilities as if I were really in Sanqing Mountain?"

If so, she would like to.

She is willing to name all the good things she does in the future and all her achievements in the name of Sanqing Mountain.

This is becoming a god with just a thought, the name is just a code name.

Hi, fellow Taoist, are you willing to be the incarnation of a mountain god? Like a mountain god, you will have an eternal life and the power of a mountain god. From now on, all the plants and animals in the mountains will be at her disposal. Not only will she not have to worry about food and drink, but she can also perform some miracles to scare the emperor and the eunuch in the palace.

In just a moment, her thoughts jumped to the time when she became a mountain god and killed people everywhere, asking the emperor to pardon her father and brother, and then respectfully invited them back to the capital to worship them.

Her thoughts were too jumpy, and since she was in a dream, some of her thoughts would be materialized. Pan Gong looked at the short movie performed by the little man who appeared out of thin air, and couldn't help but take a deep breath and emphasized: "It's an incarnation! You are just the incarnation of the mountain god, not the mountain god himself!"

"So the incarnation has the abilities of the original?"

Some ability, but...

The mountain god looked at her excitement and changed his mind immediately. He said, "Forget it. I won't let you be an incarnation. I'll give you this merit stone. You must sign a contract with me. Half of your merit in the future will belong to me."

Pan Yun: "Master, what if I commit a sin? Of course, I am not saying that I am a bad person and I will definitely commit a sin, but you know that people in the world are often forced to do what they want. What if I commit a sin and make a big mistake?"

The mountain god looked down at the little person with sincere eyes and suddenly felt a little regretful. Why did he see in her extraordinary talent and think that she would eventually succeed in practicing Taoism, so he chose her?

People with extraordinary talents can not only become gods, but also demons.

The mountain god no longer wants any benefits. He just wants to say one thing: don’t say you are my disciple when you go out.

Anyway, the merit stone is of no use to him. It is just the stone that has been deteriorated after being contaminated by merit after being recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

Merit is not stored in it.

The incense and merits that each god deserves will automatically return to the god and will not remain in the merit stone.

However, merits and virtues always pass through this stone, where they are filtered by the heavenly way and the gains and losses are weighed. It has been contaminated for thousands of years before it has slowly changed and has the ability to automatically identify and measure merits and virtues.

Also, because of the years of being immersed in the power of merit, he has developed the qualities of being calm and lovable.

It is a good thing for humans, but it is really useless for gods.

However, this thing is something that can only be encountered by chance. After all, not all stones that have been contaminated by merit can undergo this change.

It’s just like, not all stones can give birth to a stone monkey.

The mountain god suddenly understood that the appearance of this merit stone in Sanqing Mountain was not an opportunity given to him by heaven, but for this child.

He turned and walked away.

Pan Yun fell to the ground and hugged his thighs, "Master, please don't leave. It's not that I don't want to leave, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to suppress my nature and one day I'll cause a disaster and bring trouble to you."

She raised her head and looked at Him eagerly, saying, "Master, I am kind by nature, I hate evil, and I cannot tolerate even a grain of sand in my eyes. In the future, when I am outside..."

"You don't have to be my incarnation, and I don't want your merits anymore. From now on, you will take the merit stone down the mountain, and from now on, don't tell others that you are my disciple."

He turned around to leave, but Pan Yun held his legs tightly.

Pan Yun: "Master, do you not want your disciple anymore? How can your disciple receive so many benefits for nothing? Apart from the two things I mentioned earlier, no matter what you ask me to do, I will do it without hesitation, even if it means going through fire and water."

This sounds so familiar, after all, I just heard it.

Lord Pan also reacted, lowered his eyes to look at her, and said after a while: "You are more shameless and thick-skinned than your senior brother. If he had your character, he would not have been trapped in this mountain for so many years."

Pan Jun was shocked, but did not dare to ask further. He just looked at Mr. Pan with an innocent look, as if he did not understand.

Mr. Pan thought about it and realized that Pan Yun was uncontrollable. If he used the Merit Stone to bind himself to her deeply, it would be hard to predict whether it would be a blessing or a curse. It would be better to propose other requests that would not cause him too much harm.

He said, "Didn't you promise to rebuild the temple for me? Just finish this first. In your spare time, do more good deeds at the foot of the mountain to spread the power of the Sanqing Mountain God. Once you are a hundred miles away from Sanqing Mountain, don't mention that you are my disciple, and don't mention my name anymore."

Pan Yun: “Why?”

Pan Gong smiled and said, "I am afraid that before my reputation spreads, I will be wronged."

Pan Yun felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.

Pan Gong moved his legs and said, "Let go."

"Oh," Pan Jun quickly let go and tried to get up by supporting herself on the ground, but for some reason, her legs suddenly twitched and she fell to the ground again with a thud. Her body was unstable and her hands started grabbing randomly. This time, she grabbed the bottom of the scabbard that Pan Gong was holding with one hand. Pan Gong's face changed and he reached out to grab it, but it was too late. The scabbard that Pan Jun thought was a precious sword was so light that she pulled it off. When she looked up, she met the eyes of Pan Gong, who was trying to grab the scabbard with one hand and holding a broken sword with the other hand, with only a hilt left.

Pan Jun saw the other person's face turn red instantly, and he pushed her away in shame and anger, snatched the scabbard, closed the broken sword, and left her dream in a flash.

As soon as Mr. Pan came out, he saw the black cat standing stiffly on Pan Yun's knees. He knew that it was the black cat that was playing tricks, so he suddenly blew the black cat off the bed, and then he broke open the door and left like a gust of wind.

The door slammed against the wall with a loud noise, and Pan Jun opened her eyes in fright. She sat up suddenly and when she lowered her head, she saw Pan Xiaohei, who was dizzy and had just climbed up.

She touched her knee and stared at it dangerously, "Did you hit me?"

Pan Xiaohei complained, "I saw a mosquito flying around you, so I swatted it and accidentally bumped into your leg. If you don't believe me, touch your face. There's a big bump. If it wasn't for me, you would have at least three bumps."

Pan Jun touched his face and found a big lump. He was speechless.

Pan Xiaohei approached cautiously and asked her in his mind: [What's wrong? Did your conversation not go well? ]

Pan Yun sneered and said, "It was going very smoothly. But because of that incident, He got angry and embarrassed. It's a good thing He didn't kill me to silence me."

Pan Xiaohei was completely stunned. What did he do? Didn't he just swat a mosquito at her and bump her leg?
Pan Jun rubbed her forehead and didn't explain much. She never thought that the sword in the hand of the majestic mountain god was just a showpiece.

So, her mountain god master is...poor?
The next day, Pan Jun went to see his senior brother with dark circles under his eyes.

Wang Feiyin couldn't help but worry when he saw her like this, and asked, "Did you not sleep all night?"

He wanted to ask her about the mountain god, but was afraid that she would not be able to tell him.

Pan Yun had already mentioned their mountain god master, "Big Brother, is our master popular?"

"Very prosperous. Within a hundred miles, if anyone has something to do, besides going to Gexian Temple, Fuqing Temple, and Lingji Temple, they can also pay respect to our master."

Pan Yun: "There are so many temples and monasteries around Sanqing Mountain?"

Wang Feiyin: "It's OK, not too much."

"How many households do we have within a hundred miles?"

Wang Feiyin thought for a moment and said, "About two to three thousand households."

Can this number of people support a god? And there are so many Taoist temples around.

Pan Yun sighed and asked, "Big Brother, if I want to give Master a sword, should I just make a sword out of paper and burn it for Him?"

Wang Feiyin touched her forehead and said, "Fifth Junior Sister, what are you thinking about? When a paper sword reaches another world, it is still made of paper and will not turn into iron or copper.

You don’t have to give Master a big gift, as long as the gift is thoughtful, Master won’t care about it.”

Pan Yun looked at Wang Feiyin silently. She vaguely understood why the master did not agree to Wang Feiyin's prayer to rebuild the temple.

I guess you know that even if the eldest brother practices diligently, he won’t be able to achieve much, right?
It's better not to bother.

Alas, if it hadn’t been for what happened yesterday, she would naturally be willing to be like the eldest senior brother, as long as the intention is there.

But didn't she offend her master and get such a great benefit for nothing?

Pan Yun would feel uneasy if she didn't give something in return.

She waved her hand and said, "I have decided. I want to make money to build a temple for my master."

Wang Feiyin was amazed, "Junior sister is so rich?"

Pan Yun asked: "How much does it cost to build a temple?"

"That depends on how you build it. At the very least, it would cost several hundred taels, right? If it's more, there's no upper limit, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of taels can be built."

Pan Yun: "Brother, look down at me. I am only eight years old."

Wang Feiyin: "Then build it for a few hundred taels. To build a temple, you need to buy land. If you build a temple in a prosperous place, you have to go to the government office to get approval. But if you only build it in the village, near the old site, then as long as the village agrees, it will be fine."

"To buy bricks, wood, hire people, and build the statue, it will cost at least four or five hundred taels, right?"

Pan Yun sighed: "It would be nice to meet a few more generous people like the old King Zhou."

Speaking of the old King Zhou, Pan Yun couldn't help but think of her father. She counted the time on her fingers and said, "I don't know if my letter has reached Datong yet."

In Datong, the person from the People's Post Office took the letter and went to the exile village skillfully. He knocked on a half-closed thatched house and asked loudly, "Is Mr. Pan here?"

　The lucky number for this chapter is still the number ending in 6, as shown in the screenshot
　　
　
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