Chapter 2 To get rich, plant trees first
However, even though he complained repeatedly, he did not dare to disobey the orders of the Emperor of Heaven.
It was clearly stated on that piece of golden paper that if the newly appointed mountain god dared to neglect his duties, he would experience numerous heavenly tribulations, and his body would be shattered and his soul would be destroyed.
He is still muttering about the beautiful earth and doesn't want to die yet.
and so……
The story of the mountain god eliminating demons has begun.
Fortunately, not long after, a crazy old Taoist priest came riding on a cloud, muttering to himself, and poured a pot of yellow wine at the foot of Anshan Mountain. Yellow wine can ward off evil spirits, and it actually scared the nearby demons away.
A great war between immortals and demons was thus avoided.
This also prevents Li Yuan, the newly appointed mountain god, from facing those cunning evil creatures with the weakest attitude.
After all, not long ago, he was just a smelly, hard, rotten stone.
Of course, no matter whether it was evil spirits causing trouble or the old Taoist priest pouring wine to scare away the demon, Li Yuan could only hide far away and watch, not daring to intervene or even show up.
There was no way, he was simply too weak, like a ball of delicious edible fairy energy.
When those evil demons and monsters see him, they would probably shed tears of greed.
Monster: Show your head? If you show your head, I’ll kill you instantly!
Li Yuan: Oh, oh, oh.
If Li Yuan got close to the terrifying aura of the rice wine, he would probably be shattered into pieces, and it would take a long time for him to recover.
Fortunately, the aroma of the pot of rice wine lingered in Anshan for several years and then completely dissipated, so that Li Yuan was no longer afraid.
Mountains are the majestic ups and downs of the world, and the veins of heaven and earth that give rise to spiritual charm.
To the mountain, time is just a measure.
In a blink of an eye, another ten years have passed.
For ten years, Li Yuan did nothing but stay on the top of the mountain every day, waiting for his skills to improve, and then fantasizing about returning to the familiar and friendly Earth.
After all, that's how it's written in novels. The mountain god's cultivation level will increase according to the age of the god and the age of the mountain...
Shit.
Li Yuan stayed in Anshan in a daze for ten years. He didn't see many people, didn't see many trees grow, and his cultivation level didn't change at all.
He can absorb a little spiritual energy from the heaven and earth every day, one strand a day, but... that's all.
When Li Yuan tried hard to store more spiritual energy in his body, he found that it always slipped away inadvertently, and in the end only a very rare wisp of spiritual energy remained in his illusory body.
Therefore, the method of "hard practice" every day and accumulating little by little failed.
He was unwilling to give up, so he tried to use the special ability of the mountain god to communicate with all the creatures on the mountain, but the responses he got were all the same -
"..."
Even among the already sparse biological population in Anshan, some plants and small animals completely refused to communicate with him.
"Could it be that the way I started my life as a mountain god was wrong?"
Li Yuan sat under an old tree on the top of the mountain and pondered, but could hardly find the right answer.
It was a real distress to him that no one taught him how to become a qualified mountain god.
His current cultivation level is almost zero, and he is unable to transform into a human form in front of other creatures.
Those who went up the mountain to chop wood, looking towards where Li Yuan was, could only see a barely perceptible wisp of smoke.
Even if they saw the wisp of smoke, the woodcutters would scratch their heads, and after some confusion, they would just think it was someone's fireworks drifting far away and would ignore it.
And that was Li Yuan who was greeting people frantically.
Li Yuan was very depressed and seemed to have lost motivation.
He couldn't call the wind and rain, and he couldn't even be seen by others. He could only fly for a short time in his own territory, and he would be extremely weak once he left his territory.
You have to worry about the depletion of spiritual energy in your body all the time, and you have to guard against the invasion of foreign demons. What's the point of being a mountain god like this!
“Maybe… to get rich, plant trees first?”
"If Lian Shan is so dilapidated, I shouldn't be able to become stronger, right?"
"Is the big boss in the sky hinting that I should do it myself and have enough food and clothing?"
One day, Li Yuan looked at the empty and desolate mountain and couldn't help but feel moved.
Thinking of this, he stared directly at the old tree he was leaning against.
Because Anshan has scarce spiritual energy and the loess is dry and cracked, the old trees on the top of the mountain have been growing for hundreds of years, but are only as thick as a person's waist. Even their branches and leaves are yellow and sparse, and their original species cannot be seen.
This is the top of the mountain, where the sun is the most abundant.
The thickest trees in other parts of Anshan are only as thick as an adult's thigh.
The desolation and decay were so severe that even the woodcutters who went up the mountain were moved.
"Brother, brother, I am so ashamed. I really didn't recognize what kind of tree you are. Who told you to always look malnourished...
Ahem, I'm not exploiting you, you know our family isn't very wealthy, it's time for you to make a contribution!"
Li Yuan patted the unknown old tree that had accompanied him for hundreds of years, and his smile gradually became more crazy.
Old tree: "..."
"I just admire your character of keeping silent!"
Without saying a word, Li Yuan turned into a wisp of light smoke and flew to the horizontal branch of the old tree.
He looked among the sparse branches and leaves of the old tree, and then picked up the fruits he could find.
The fruit of this tree is about the size of an egg, purple-black in color, and shaped like an unripe chestnut.
It also looks a little shriveled and malnourished.
Li Yuan had just been picking for a while when he suddenly felt light under his feet. He realized that the spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted, so he hurried down.
"It's not that I'm afraid of heights, but I still have to give you some face. I'll leave those fruits on the top for you to flourish!"
"After all, I'm not a devil!" Li Yuan staggered to the ground and almost fell flat on his face.
Although he wouldn't get hurt if he fell on his own mountain, he was after all a mountain god with a 21st century soul, so he still had to maintain some dignity.
Old tree: "..."
"That should be the case. As a mountain god, if you want to become more powerful, you must first develop your own territory!"
The more Li Yuan thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He couldn't help but secretly blame himself for being stupid before, as he only wanted to sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor.
"It just so happens that I have a dream of farming, so I will show it to you in this other world!"
Li Yuan was about to leave with great interest, but he sensed a very vague and subtle sense of reluctance.
Feeling the source, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Brother, brother, I know these are your children, you can't bear to part with them..."
"But... rather than keeping them locked up, we should let them out and thrive in the outside world."
"Perhaps one day, they will grow into big trees like you, and continue to grow in the sun... I think that's what you want to see, right?"
The old tree growing in such an environment is not very spiritual, its will is very vague, and it is impossible to establish clear communication with Li Yuan.
But as the mountain god of Anshan, Li Yuan has a causal connection with the creatures of Anshan, so how could he not sense its emotions?
"Don't worry, even if Anshan's origin is dead, even if the surroundings are a barren land, even if I am weaker than a mortal now, even if I have to go through countless hardships in the future, I will definitely bring Anshan back to life!"
"This is the promise of Anshan Mountain God!"
Li Yuan was unusually serious as he gently stroked the old tree with his palm.
Digging up the hard soil and burying the fruits under the cracked soil, Li Yuan used all his strength to condense a tiny trace of moisture and led it to the place where the fruits were buried.
This moisture slowly soaked the dry soil, giving a glimmer of life to the fruits buried in it.
However, just after doing this, Li Yuan found that the spiritual energy in his body was exhausted again.
He practiced hard for a whole day and finally managed to absorb a ray of spiritual energy.
But this spiritual energy was easily exhausted!
What a good thing!
If we plant one tree a day, when will the mountains be covered with green?
A slightly hot wind blew gently, and the scorched soil particles rolled under the wind and sand, gradually raising dust.
The sun was blazing overhead, the clouds were clear, and throughout the entire area, there was no sign of rain.
Even the air we breathe is extremely dry and suffocating.
Everything seemed to be laughing at Li Yuan, laughing at his arrogance and his unrealistic fantasies.
Li Yuan was very frustrated, and all the enthusiasm he had built up seemed to disappear at this moment.
What a useless mountain god Anshan is! He is even worse than a mortal!
Looking at the fruits on the ground, Li Yuan frowned and thought for a long time.
Slowly, he gritted his teeth and his eyes became firm.
“Some things will not work out if you don’t work hard; but if you don’t work hard, there will be no hope at all!”
"No matter how difficult it is, even if it takes ten or a hundred years to plant trees, I will turn Anshan into a normal mountain!"
On Earth, Li Yuan also lived in such a remote area when he was young, and he knew very well how difficult it was for humans, animals and plants to survive in such an environment.
Therefore, as the god of Anshan Mountain, he awakened a sense of responsibility at this moment.
This sense of responsibility made him feel that even if he spent all his life's energy on planting trees, he would not regret it at all!
He wanted to see the day when Anshan would regain its vitality, and that the surrounding areas would become filled with spiritual energy.
Plant a tree a day, day after day.
If we persist in this way, sooner or later, this vast desert will be turned into a green forest!