I Come to Teach You Cultivation

Chapter 324 - 7: Teaching Without Discrimination, God of the Mountain People (1/3)

Under the afterglow of the sunset, on the naturally grown mountain road.

The people of Mountain Village tightly followed behind the bronze horse, step by step walking on the road home.

Not until they were certain they had completely left the forest’s range did the leader, Sanzi, open his mouth in confusion and ask.

"Uncle, why did you hand the Detonator Talisman to that Mountain God just now?"

"Didn’t you already see that she is secretly learning our Talisman?"

With a hint of irritation, Uncle Lu smacked the back of Sanzi’s head, scolding him as the other grimaced in pain.

"What’s this about ’our Talisman’?"

"The way of the Talisman was handed down by the Prophet, it belongs to the entire Hundred Lands Mountain Range."

"Whether it’s you, me, the mountain people, or Spirit Monsters..."

"As long as one has the will to learn, they can study the way of the Talisman."

Severely correcting Sanzi’s misconception, Uncle Lu’s face revealed a trace of nostalgia.

"In the words of the Prophet, this is called ’teaching without discrimination’!"

"The Prophet never liked those who hoarded knowledge, he would impart knowledge equally to all who needed it."

"Otherwise, do you think the life we have now just fell from the sky?"

"If not for the Prophet’s generosity, we might still be tilling the fields, living from one meal to the next!"

Uncle Lu may not have spent a long time with Li Boyang, but he prided himself on understanding the man’s character well.

After all, Li Boyang used to appear punctually every day at the old site of Mountain Village.

Trying to improve the entire village’s farming environment through prolonged Cloud Formation and Rainfall.

From that time, Uncle Lu knew that Li Boyang was a true Saint.

Uncle Lu admitted he did not have Li Boyang’s abilities, but he was unwilling to become an obstacle to fulfilling the man’s vision.

"But... is she really the Ghost God of Yunmeng Marsh?"

At this moment, Sanzi finally asked the biggest question that had been lingering in his heart.

Although Sanzi had never personally encountered the Ghost God of Yunmeng Marsh.

Through some words from Lu Huaijin, he knew that the Prophet would preach at Feilai Peak from time to time, educating these Ghost Gods while also imparting them some basic Cultivation Methods.

According to Lu Huaijin, the way of the Talisman is merely a small skill.

Any Ghost God able to leave the Cloud Dreamers, even the least devout, knows a bit about the way of the Talisman.

Some of the smarter Ghost Gods might even partially comprehend the Proverb Talisman.

"As long as she truly wants to take root in this Hundred Lands Mountain Range, what does it matter if she was born in Yunmeng Marsh?"

As the saying goes, with age comes wisdom, Uncle Lu saw more clearly than Sanzi.

"In fact, before this exchange, I had already inquired with the witch Xiao’e of Gaotun Village..."

"The Mountain God temporarily residing in Longtian Village has brought gentle weather all year, even making the rice grow better than before."

"It’s all thanks to the Mountain God’s efforts, this is exactly what the Prophet hoped to see."

Pausing slightly, Uncle Lu’s expression grew a bit strange as he continued.

"Moreover, I heard that the Mountain God’s behavior is quite distinct from other Gods."

"She does not enjoy living in seclusion, nor does she want to reside in the shrine temples built by the mountain people for her..."

"This Mountain God... seems to have truly embraced being a part of the mountain people?"

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Near the only mountain path connecting Longtian Village to the outside world.

Bahu carried several bags, walking along the muddy dirt path like an ordinary person.

There are no cement roads, no blue-brick roads, not even a Xirang Road that can naturally grow and repair itself.

After all, the village’s population is extremely scarce, and its location is rather remote, so Li Boyang’s infrastructure projects haven’t extended here at all.

Or more precisely, if it wasn’t for Bahu’s arrival, this village might still have to wait decades before it could have a road connection.

"A decent road must be built..."

Thinking of those wide roads in the outside world, and looking at this almost impassable muddy path,

Bahu suddenly realized she was becoming more attached to her current identity, even beginning to consider the village’s road problems.

If someone told Bahu a thousand years ago that she would become the God of the mountain people in the future,

she would have no hesitation in slapping them across the face.

"The Mountain God sister is back! The Mountain God sister is back!"

As Bahu approached the village entrance, the village children noticed the kind Mountain God sister.

They hopped and jumped, appearing around Bahu in little groups, circling her.

Seeing this scene, Bahu couldn’t help but smile and quickened her pace toward the village.

"Be careful not to fall, I’ve brought you some small gifts this time..."

"Hey, don’t fight, there’s enough for everyone!"

She greeted the children around her while smiling and waving at the mountain people in the nearby terraced fields.

Bahu truly acted just like a mountain person, not showing an ounce of divine majesty and grandeur.

Only the unwavering respectful gaze of the mountain people testified to her divine identity.

These mountain people aren’t like the children.

They wouldn’t ignore Bahu’s true identity just because of her friendly demeanor.

"..."

After finally coaxing the children away and returning to her own residence,

The smile on Bahu’s face suddenly dropped, and her expression subtly changed.

Because standing at the door of this ordinary mud house,

Was a child appearing no more than seven or eight years old, standing quietly.

The child was dressed in a golden robe, with a huge golden gourd on his back.

Just standing there, Bahu sensed a calmness far beyond the child’s exterior.

More importantly, the moment Bahu saw the child, an inexplicable stirring arose in her heart.

"Who are you?"

Staring at the composed child, Bahu, having a faint suspicion in her heart, asked in a low voice.

"In a certain sense, I should count as your child."

Staring calmly at Bahu, the child... or rather, Golden Horn slowly spoke.

"I borrowed your Essence Qi for rebirth, and with the master’s help, I have this current form."

"To be honest, your current appearance really surprises me."

"The Mountain God grandmother once said you were extremely averse to mountain people..."

"And your favorite thing was to stir up storms and blow over the houses they built."

"But now, not only have you turned into a mountain person, you’ve even built a house with your own hands."

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