Shi Qingfeng, holding the Mountain God's Gold Seal in his hand, pondered for a long time before saying, "I am willing to try, and if one day I forget my original intention, I hope you can kill me!"
After speaking, he began to refine the Gold Seal. The Gold Seal was originally ownerless, and Shi Qingfeng had been worshipped as the Mountain God for many years, so the refining process went very smoothly. In no time, Shi Qingfeng's originally fragmented ghostly voice flickered with golden light, and soon a majestic man in a war robe appeared before Lu Yu.
"It seems that your reputation as the Mountain God of Izumo Mountain is well-established, otherwise you wouldn't have refined the Mountain God's Gold Seal so quickly. First, stabilize your divine position, as I will need your help with something soon!"
