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  The big red shrimp looked at Chen Jing, not making a sound. Now the world has spread rumors that Ye Qingxue, who had disappeared without a trace, was trapped in Kunlun, which is why Chen Jing followed the Jiaolong King to the Ninth Heaven that year and rushed into Kunlun with reckless abandon.

  Although this rumor is disbelieved by some, most people believe it because the world still circulates that Ye Qingxue stole the method of law for Chen Jingxiu, and was trapped in Kunlun just to steal the method of law.

  The big red shrimp didn't quite believe it before, but now he obviously did, because Chen Jing's expression was enough to explain everything.

  "River God, Shengu... really..." Da Hongxia wanted to ask, but didn't dare.

  "This Kunlun is called the mother of all mountains, and the Kunlun Sect is even more the ancestor of all Taoist schools in the world. Although very few people walk in the world, it is extremely mysterious. If Shengong really got trapped inside, then it's dangerous. Even the Dragon King went in and didn't come out..."

  "My master's sister has been borrowing techniques for me everywhere, and now she is trapped in the Kunlun Mountains. What do you think I should do?" Chen Jing suddenly asked softly. He didn't turn his head back, still standing on the water surface, looking at the Kunlun Mountains.

  The big red shrimp didn't know what to say, and Chen Jing said again: "Besides breaking open the Kunlun Mountains, what else can I do?" His voice was still very light, but in the ears of the big red shrimp, it had a feeling of absolute decisiveness, as if a fierce blood rainstorm was brewing.

  "If my sister dies, I will use the Kunlun Taoist temple as a sacrificial offering, the mountain range as her tomb, and the surging waters of the Jing River to create a musical composition to protect her soul forever." Chen Jing said slowly, without making any grand or earth-shaking vows, not even the big red shrimp could hear clearly. But as soon as he finished speaking, the river waves suddenly surged high, as if a giant dragon was overturning the river.

  The big red shrimp was shocked in its heart, and the spirit was in the spiritual realm. With a thought, the wind would rise and the clouds would surge. Now, far away from the embroidered spring bend, Chen Jing's thoughts rose and fell, and the river domain was turbulent because of it. The big red shrimp couldn't help but raise its evaluation of Chen Jing even higher.

  The water of the Wei River is very clear, and most of its banks are green hills. Compared to other inland water systems, there are fewer cities on both sides, no human habitation, no destruction, and no burning or reclamation. In contrast, the Yellow River has many more people living on its banks, and the spiritual energy in the water is much weaker.

  Legend has it that over a thousand years ago, a great master set up the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation on the Yellow River, and for a time, there was almost no one in the world who could break through it. It is said that this battle nearly swept away all the cultivators in the world, whether they were the Kunlun School at its peak or small side sects, none of them could escape the chaos.

  The Nine Bends Yellow River Formation on the Yellow River had almost fallen, and at that time, all the famous immortals in the world, whether they were golden immortals with a holy master or wild immortals from other sects, as long as they entered the formation, their three flowers would be cut off and their five internal energies would be closed. The formation laid down by Chen Jing on the Qu River Embroidered Spring River was far inferior to the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation of that year, but it also had something in common with it - both were based on the spiritual power of the river domain and integrated the momentum of the river domain. However, the Nine Yellow River Formation of that year also integrated a pre-heavenly spiritual treasure. The formation laid down by Chen Jing on the Embroidered Spring Bend, according to his own understanding, was integrated with the sword he had refined step by step.

  Chen Jing didn't stay at the Longwang Water Palace on the River That for long, nor did he think of living there; he was afraid that one day he would be unable to resist the urge to stir up waves and ascend to Kunlun.

  He returned to Xiuchun Bay, and in just a few days, the town mayor of Junling led a group of people to the front of the River God Temple for worship, bringing an eight-man sedan chair carrying a god statue. The statue was placed on the bridge, covered with red cloth, and three animals and six domesticated animals were brought along.

  Chen Jing had some reservations about using living spirits for worship, but human customs were already set in stone. In their hearts, if they didn't use living spirits for worship, it was hard to feel at peace. If the heart wasn't at peace, even with the same incense and offerings, the power of faith would be greatly reduced. Over these days, Chen Jing had slowly come to realize that the power of incense and wishes was a good thing, able to transform into magical power and willpower in critical moments. Just like when he killed the evil dragon at Dragon's Gorge, his magic wasn't enough, but the river spirit's treasure was suppressed by the people's willpower. It was almost as if, at the moment of death, he received the people's willpower, and not only did his magic regenerate endlessly, it also increased his mental strength, allowing him to unleash his true power. In Chen Jing's current view, the greatest benefit was that it allowed him to clear his mind and avoid external demonic interference.

  This is just a feeling of Chen Jing's, that whether he is cultivating or thinking about things, his mind is exceptionally clear and focused. His thoughts won't be chaotic, and he won't suddenly think of something else while thinking about something.

  In front of the River God Temple, a demon spirit once asked Chen Jing what was the difference between heart demons, external demons and heavenly demons. Even ordinary people in the mortal world know that cultivators fear most being disturbed by heart demons, external demons and heavenly demons. If it's light, they might not be able to make progress for dozens of years; if it's severe, they could die overnight and their Dao would disappear.

  Chen Jing said: Demons are generally divided into two types: tangible and intangible. The thoughts that arise from one's own mind are called heart demons, while external forces that impose ideas on oneself are called external demons. Chen Jing also said that he himself was affected by the Wandering Soul Nightmare Curse, which can also be considered an external demon. As for heavenly demons, they have been passed down through the ages as a kind of spirit that exists in the void, only appearing when someone is about to attain enlightenment and coming to interfere. It is said that when the Three Pure Ones of the Daoist sect attained enlightenment, both external and heavenly demons appeared at the same time.

  The power of incense can suppress both external demons and internal demons, this is what Chen Jing clearly felt.

  The facial expression and body proportions of the statue carved at an unknown time are no different from those in the Temple of the River God. However, upon closer inspection, it appears much more rigid, lacking a sense of vitality and dynamism.

  The statue was placed in the temple for one night according to custom, which is equivalent to letting the gods cast spells and consecrate it, and then carried back to the newly built temple the next day. Chen Jing naturally drew various talismans on the statue with his spiritual power to prevent evil spirits from attaching themselves to the statue to enjoy the incense offerings. Such things are not uncommon in the mortal world, and there are many of them. As for how it was done, Chen Jing still doesn't understand very well until now.

  The next day, at dawn, people from Junling Town came again with drums and cymbals, and carried the statue back.

  Chen Jing's spirit had already possessed the new statue and was sitting on the Eight People Bridge with those who came to lift the statue, returning to the town together. This has a special name and procedure in the mortal world - inviting the gods. However, whether this invitation is for the true god or just lonely ghosts and wild demons, they didn't know. Because most people don't know that many gods have regional restrictions, they only knew that there was a very efficacious god in this area, so they thought of bringing this god back to their hometown. If it's not far away, it would be fine, but if it's far away and leaves the god's domain, then on the way, it will definitely be occupied by lonely ghosts, wild demons or fox spirits.

  Chen Jing didn't know that such a thing would happen. He was now thinking that if he could really split his consciousness, he could leave some of it in the statue and absorb the incense and wishes. Suddenly, he seemed to hear a whispering voice in his ear. It sounded like someone far away said: "This is the people from Junling Town coming to Cuichun Bay to invite the River God. Hehe, foolish mortals, they don't know that even if the River God is efficacious, it's still just a river god and can never leave that Jingshui River. They actually want to invite it to the town, well, after being purified by the River God through the statue, the divine soul can fuse more comfortably, and the incense can be absorbed better. Maybe in a few decades, I can also take shape and become a local deity."

  Big brother's English name, it will be so cool to see these idiots worshiping below at that time.

  Chen Jing heard it in his ears, but he didn't go out to find those two demons who were talking far away. He was secretly vigilant and grateful that he had come up with the idea of attaching himself to this god statue. Since he was attached to the god statue, sitting on the big bridge, he couldn't see the aura that condensed around the eight people on the bridge. This aura could only be seen by those who were also gods using their divine sight.

  An invisible river, like the Milky Way in the sky, was pulled by them to move forward. They were all condensed from willpower, although very faint, but the gods could see at a glance that there were true gods sitting on this bridge. And people in the Taoist school would also have secret methods to see the aura. Only some small monsters and spirits couldn't see it, and because they were far away, they couldn't feel it either.

  All the way straight, there was no stop on the road, and even the rest did not take a break. Departing from the River God Temple in the early morning, it arrived at Junling Town by noon.

  Junling Town was originally called Jiangjun Ridge, and it's said that a founding general once emerged from here, but this founding general never returned. However, the town has been known as Jiangjun Ridge ever since.

  As Chen Jing returned to Junling Town, the old town mayor stood at the front of the town, with a dense crowd of men, women, and children following behind him. Today was also market day, so people from all around had come to do business in the town. They too stood behind the old town mayor, watching.

  The old town mayor's white hair made him look particularly spirited, and beside him stood a slender-looking scholar, about fifty years old, with an upright air about him. Chen Jing had already taken note of this. Without needing to use his Wishing Gaze technique, he could see that the scholar's body was surrounded by a layer of white aura. Unlike the sharpness of a sword aura, it gave people a sense of vastness and grandeur.

  It's said that those who have profound knowledge can cultivate a majestic aura, warding off evil and remaining unsoiled by worldly affairs. I always thought it was just a myth, but now I've seen it with my own eyes. Chen Jing thought to himself.

  He was watching the husband when the husband was also watching him. Although the husband had no magic to see through the thick curtains, he could see a clear light rising from the top of the bridge, like a clear river extending and coming. Dispersing all the evil spirits in this world. He also knew that inviting gods is actually a very difficult thing, often what is invited is not the true god, so there will be him appearing here to observe.

  He whispered to the town mayor beside him: "The true body of the River God has arrived."

  The old town chief had a smile on his face all the time, but after Fuzi said this sentence, the worry hidden in his eyes instantly turned into exciting light. He immediately signaled to play music, beat drums and fire bamboo cannons. The bridge with the god's image was carried into the center of the temple in the town. After everything was ready, a boy and a girl lifted the red cloth on the god's image, followed by sacrifices and Fuzi recited a "Feng Shen" article.

  The Heaven and Earth have divine prohibitions.

  When Chen Jing heard the sacrificial text read by Fuzi, he felt that something in the depths of his soul was being stirred, as if a thread connected to his spirit was being pulled, causing a faint ache. This pain arose from an unknown source and could not be suppressed or alleviated. However, this pain was not intense, but rather very slight.

  Chen thought of the divine prohibition. The Heavenly Court sealed all gods and established heavenly laws. If a god violated these laws, through this prohibition, the Heavenly Court could instantly scatter the gods' positions. However, the Heavenly Court had disappeared for many years, and this prohibition seemed to be no longer obvious. Except for some faint sensations in recent days, he had never had any personal experience with it before. Now he finally felt it. But he didn't think there would be anything fatal about it either, so he just endured it.

  He listened to the familiar tone of the sacrificial text and immediately thought of his own battle with the evil dragon at the River God Temple years ago, when someone had recited a poem to offer sacrifices to the river god; now that he thought about it, it must have been him.