Chapter 335 The Origin of Lion Ridge
for a long time.

When Wang Ping'an was about to close the system panel and try to see the difference in the effect of his first practice of the "Ten Thousand Swords Art" to the great perfection realm, he saw out of the corner of his eye that he still had thousands of merits, and his eyes immediately focused on the technique: Yin Qi Sutra.

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in my mind!
'Why not upgrade the Yin Qi Sutra to the minor success stage first? No matter how inferior the artificial Dantian formed by the Yin Qi Sutra is to other artificial Dantians, at least there is one more artificial Dantian, and one more source of mana!'

When he thought of this, Wang Ping'an's eyes suddenly lit up. Anyway, he still had extra merit, and upgrading the "Yin Qi Sutra" was just a matter of clicking his fingers. There was no need to rush to see how effective the "Ten Thousand Swords Art" that he had reached the great perfection level was for the first time.

"Ding! You consume ten points of merit to upgrade the skill: Yin Qi Sutra, entry level → proficient!"

"Ding! You consume 100 merit points to upgrade the skill: Yin Qi Sutra, proficient → mastered!"

"Ding! You consume one thousand merit points to upgrade the skill: Yin Qi Sutra, Mastery → Minor Success!"

Wang Ping'an couldn't wait to touch the golden "+" sign behind the Merit: Yin Qi Sutra, and immediately, a series of mechanical and cold voices rang out in his mind.

After the Yin Qi Sutra was upgraded to the minor success level, he couldn't wait to practice the Yin Qi Sutra.

The most important thing at the moment is to condense an artificial Dantian condensed by the "Yin Qi Sutra" in the body again, and then there is no rush to try the "Wanjian Jue" to the great perfection state.

"Wow, where did this wind come from? It's so comfortable. I feel so relaxed all over, as if the hidden illness I've been suffering for years is about to be cured!"

Among the crowd, an older lady who was chatting suddenly screamed, attracting the attention of others, and they also noticed the abnormality around them at once.

"Aunt, what kind of wind is this? I was a little cold, but after this breeze, I feel refreshed and the discomfort in my body is almost gone!"

"No, could it be that Uncle Deben has become the mountain god of our Lion Ridge and deliberately blew this cool breeze - no, divine wind, to bring us benefits?"

"You know what, this is really possible. Could it be that Deben has really become the mountain god of our Lion Ridge?"

Liu Dongzhu sat beside Wang Pingan holding her arms. She felt very familiar with the sudden cool breeze, which she often encountered at home.

Not only was it cool and comfortable, it also gave her a feeling that all the hidden ailments in her body seemed to have been cured by this cool breeze.

and.

Being frequently blown by this cool breeze, she could clearly feel her physical strength gradually getting stronger.

later.

She once told this incident to Taoist Master Xuanqing, who told her that the cool breeze was a benefit brought to her by the peace of her family, and that she must not tell this to outsiders, otherwise it would attract the attention of bad people.

It's a disaster for their family's safety!

When the gossipers around heard about the divine wind, they began to doubt whether her uncle Zhang Deben had become the mountain god of Lion Hill.

Even when someone mentioned her mother and her cousin's wife's dreams, they still didn't quite believe that her uncle had become the mountain god of Lion Ridge.

Now she gradually believes that her uncle has become the mountain god of Lion Hill!

'Unfortunately, what you don't know is that this divine wind is not given to you by my uncle, but for the safety of our family!'

Liu Dongzhu was secretly proud of herself, but she didn't say it out loud. It wasn't because she didn't want to show off, nor was it because she was afraid of being questioned by others, but because she kept Taoist Xuanqing's words in her heart.

She didn't want the news of their family's safety to spread because of her boasting, so as to attract the attention of bad people and endanger their family's safety.

She believed that when her family grew up safely, she would have plenty of opportunities to show off. Liu Dongzhu said with envy: "Aunts, my uncle will become the mountain god of our Shiziling in the future. I'm afraid that our Zhangjia Village will all live a good life!"

"That's right. Deben will become the mountain god of our Lion Ridge in the future. All of us in Zhangjia Village will live a good life!"

The gossiping women did not refute, their faces were full of excitement, and they could not wait to say: "But to be honest, your family - to be more precise, Deben's family is the best.

after all.

Their family has produced a mountain god, and their descendants will benefit greatly from it in the future!"

"That's right. My uncle is a mountain god. If he doesn't take care of his descendants, then wouldn't his position as a mountain god be in vain?"

Liu Dongzhu chuckled and praised, "When my uncle was alive, he always liked to take care of the younger generation. How could he not take care of them now that he's old and has become a mountain god?"

"Yes, when Deben was still alive, he loved taking care of you kids!"

The gossipy old ladies praised her, but before they could finish their words, they saw a figure walking not far away. Upon closer inspection, they saw that it was Zhang Deben’s wife, Li Ping, who hurriedly shouted:
"Deben's wife, you're awake. How are you? Did you dream about Deben?"

They did not forget that a long time ago, the brothers Zhang Chengze and Zhang Chengyong came to Li Ping and advised her to take a rest, but they said in person that they would let her see Zhang Deben in her dreams. At first, Li Ping did not believe it.

Until Zhang Guihua and Zhu Lancui started to persuade them!
Li Ping reluctantly believed it.

First.

Zhang Guihua had told her before that she had seen Zhang Deben in her dream, and that Zhang Deben had also told her that he had become the mountain god of Lion Ridge.

Li Ping didn't believe it at first, but since Zhu Lancui said the same thing, she kept asking, and Zhu Lancui assured her that she had not deceived her.

Zhu Lancui is her daughter-in-law. How could she not know who she is?

Only then, under everyone's persuasion, did he go to the bedroom to sleep with a nervous mood.

This matter.

Who among the gossipy ladies who help Zhang Deben’s family doesn’t know about this?

"I dreamed about our Deben..."

Li Ping hadn't finished her words when she burst into tears. Ever since Zhang Deben passed away, she felt as if the sky had fallen on her. Although she had predicted this as Zhang Deben had been ill and bedridden for many years, it was still difficult for her to accept it.

Not long ago.

How could she not be happy seeing Zhang Deben in her dream?
"Don't cry, don't cry, Deben's wife, this is a good thing. Your Deben has become the mountain god of our Lion Ridge. We should be happy. Why should we be sad?"

An elderly woman consoled him, and then seemed to have thought of something, and said jokingly:
"Did Deben say anything personal to you in your dream?"

Li Ping came back to her senses, and seemed to have thought of something. Her face changed drastically, and she said, "Aunt Wang, Deben told me something in his dream. It seemed that he said that there was a tiger that had become a spirit in our Lion Ridge!"

"That's what happened!"

Aunt Wang nodded and said, "We used to have a group of lions in Lion Ridge, but since a vicious tiger came, all the lions have been driven away. Not to mention our village, even the villagers from other villages around us cannot return once they go deep into Lion Ridge. It is said that they all become food for this vicious tiger. But why is Deben telling you this?"

(End of this chapter)