The vengeful spirit returned to the temple in Junling Town, and many people gathered in front of the temple again. Even the town mayor came, as well as those who were cursed, who were now lying on the ground unconscious, apparently carried here by their families.

  They surrounded the temple tightly, with a worried look on their faces. If they couldn't wake up those who were under the curse at this time, they might even dare to demolish the temple and smash the idols. Fortunately, the one who cast the curse was already dead, otherwise those who were cursed would not be lying there quietly asleep.

  The murmurs in front of the temple buzzed, whispers and private words, the spiritual ears were good, and they could all hear clearly, and couldn't help but feel a little angry. Then he sighed again, looking at the statue of the god.

  Before anything happens, they show boundless respect to the river god, but once something does happen and the disaster is not immediately eliminated, endless complaints pour in.

  The fragrance of incense can purify the mind and make it calm, but when resentment arises, endless negative emotions will emerge. When Heishen spoke earlier, I didn't feel anything at all, my mood is really good. Xuling thought to herself.

  The spirit returned, those people couldn't see it, but Chen Jing naturally saw it. He knew she had succeeded from the expression on her face and knew what to do next. The person who cast the spell was dead, so the curse would be easy to lift.

  He communicates with his mind in the void and forms symbols at will.

  Suddenly a loud thunder was heard in the temple, and the crows were shocked into silence. Then, fine rain threads suddenly fell from the clear sky. The misty, light rain threads refracted layer upon layer of rainbow colors in the sunlight.

  The fine rain fell on the people who were lying unconscious on the ground, and after a while, they opened their eyes. The people around them stared at them with wide eyes, seeing that their eyes had regained their normal luster, and spoke to them again, only then confirming that everything was back to normal. Suddenly everyone was overjoyed. One by one, they went into the temple to burn incense and worship.

  This rain silk is a talisman to drive away evil spirits, allowing people to quickly sober up. As soon as they woke up, Chen Jing immediately felt the resentment receding like a tide, transforming into faith and willpower. The image of Junling Town in the spiritual platform became clearer and more solid, slowly revealing the outline of a town.

  This is the divine symbol about to condense, once the divine symbol is formed, he can absorb the town's spiritual energy of Junling, and rely on this to fight against others with his faith and willpower. However, compared to the gods of mountains and rivers, the gods of the underworld are mainly relying on absorbing incense and wishes. After all, compared to mountains and rivers, a city or a town's spiritual power is somewhat weaker.

  Congratulations to He Sheng Ye condensed divine symbol.

  The lonely spirit came before the statue after everyone had left and made a deep bow.

  I should thank you for that, otherwise it wouldn't have condensed so quickly. Chen Jing's figure flashed and he came down from the statue, Yu Ling just smiled slightly and didn't mention this topic again, his wrist flipped and a book appeared in his hand, saying: "This is the witchcraft book obtained from Zhu Li, I don't know if there are records of the Soul Dream Curse inside, but even if not, it will still be helpful to the River God."

  Chen Jing was overjoyed and took the witchcraft book from Xul Ling's hand. He said excitedly: "This is great! If there really is a way to break the curse of the vengeful spirit, I'll definitely find it. If I can lift that curse, I don't know how to thank you enough."

  Xu Ling looked at Chen Jing's face with a rare smile and said happily: "Didn't you say we're friends? Friends help each other out, no need to thank me."

  Haha, right, we are friends, but thank you is a must. Chen Jing hesitated for a moment and said: Alright, let's consider this as me owing you something. In the future, if you want anything, just tell me, I'll definitely find a way to get it for you.

  Chen Jing rarely says such things, which shows how extremely happy he is.

  For so long, the curse of the dead soul's nightmare had not recurred, but it was still the most solid lock on his heart, which is why he was overjoyed. The virtual spirit looked at Chen Jing with a smile on his face, although he did not respond to Chen Jing's words, he tacitly agreed.

  Outside the temple, the moonlight is like water, shining on the steps, shining over the threshold, shining on the white small shoes of the virtual spirit, shining on her ink-colored skirt, but not shining on her smiling face looking at Chen Jing.

  Chen Jingze stood in the moonlight and opened the book "Witch's Curse". He didn't read it carefully, but was searching for the page that might record the curse of the dead soul's nightmare. He had thought that he would carry this curse with him for his whole life, never able to leave the divine realm, never able to leave the incense offerings behind. But unexpectedly, on this day, such a book of witchcraft appeared in front of him.

  Xu Ling had never told Chen Jing that she encountered Wu Meng on her way to find the remaining Zuo Si, nor did she mention that they both fell into a witchcraft trap after finding him.

  Under the moonlight in front of the temple, two mountain goblins suddenly appeared, one big and one small. They were the big demon and the little demon.

  In the moonlight, the big and small monsters stood outside the door, peering inside. They saw that the Void Spirit was there, but they didn't dare to enter. After all, he had previously wanted to occupy the divine image and take over the nest, and he had also seen Chen Jing's revealed magical powers, feeling a deep sense of fear, his heart felt empty, so he didn't dare to enter the temple.

  However, today's Xul Ling seemed to be in a good mood. She beckoned with her hand and led the two mountain goblins, one big and one small, into the temple.

  "What shall we follow you for?" asked the ethereal being with a hint of a smile.

  The ugly and ferocious face of the great demon suddenly fell, but it was still possible to say something. The void spirit, who had already come to a sudden realization, said: "You mean you want to become my spiritual servant? Alright, then from today on, you are my spiritual servants. Come, pay your respects to the River God."

  The great demon was overjoyed in his heart, and at that moment, his mood was like the ups and downs of mountains and plains. He hastily bowed to Chen Jing and said: "Greetings, River God." The little demons behind him also shouted: "Greetings, River God."

  Chen Jing was busy examining the spellbook, and when he heard someone greeting him, he raised his head, looked at the mountain goblin in front of him, and said casually, "Hmm, okay, get up." After finishing speaking, he lowered his head again to flip through the book. The big demon got up, but couldn't help sizing up this famous river god, whom he had always thought was a very majestic person. Now that he saw him, however, it turned out that he was just a young man with a harmonious aura, without any of the high-and-mighty, intimidating air that gods were supposed to have. He also remembered the sword light that had broken through the sky in the heavy rain earlier, and his heart skipped a beat as he thought about how he had been hiding in that tree for a long time, listening to many comments from the spirits under the tree about that sword.

  Some say that this sword is formless and intangible, yet it has been tempered by thunder and lightning, making it the nemesis of evil spirits. Others claim that the River God's Heaven-Defying Sword will surely become the most formidable sword in the world. Some also say that the River God's killing aura is extremely heavy, but he has already reached a state where he can easily conceal it within his heart. And some even say that the River God's true strength has surpassed that of the Dragon King from back then. These powerful demons heard all this with their own ears, and every sentence made their hearts tremble.

  At this time, he looked at Chen Jing again and felt that there was something dazzling on Chen Jing's body. He didn't dare to look again. Behind him, the little demon was secretly watching. Compared to the big demon, the little demon had much fewer words and looked softer. Although the mountain goblin looked very ugly and ferocious, she was quite pleasing to the eye.

  Chen Jing flipped through the witchcraft book, he didn't look very carefully, but every page would take a glance, fortunately these were all recognizable, apparently they had been copied by later generations. The font was still showing ancient meaning, but it could still be recognized.

  The first page wrote about the glorious past of the Wu tribe, Chen Jing didn't have time to read it now, he only read the first sentence: "When heaven and earth were first separated, they gave birth to all living things, Wu came out..." Chen Jing didn't look at the back anymore, although he was eager to know the origin and history of the Wu tribe.

  Several pages later, the outline of the witchcraft was written, followed by a long theoretical article, and then came the introduction to various spells, from the state of mind when casting, to gestures, sound segments, and the feeling of sensing heaven and earth. The first spell Chen Jing looked at it carefully, and the two characters on the top title were: "Sound Spell"

  The second line read: "The sound of heaven and earth, recite it to move heaven and earth..." This tone was extremely grand, but Chen Jing looked at it without feeling any discomfort, instead he felt that it was indeed so. Looking down further, the third line wrote: "Soul Calming Melody" followed by the cultivation method and effects of the Soul Calming Melody. Chen Jing didn't look carefully again, continuing to flip through the pages. Several consecutive pages were all about the cultivation methods of the Soul Calming Melody, after that was the Summoning Soul Technique, the Drunken Spirit Technique, and many other witchcraft techniques he had never heard of before, all belonging to the sound category.

  When he finally finished translating the incantation, another spell appeared, and before he could finish translating it, dawn broke. He suddenly looked up to find that the ghost was still by his side, while the big demon and little demon were standing on one side, looking at Chen Jing. As soon as Chen Jing looked over, the big demon immediately lowered its head, but the little demon continued to look at him intently. Chen Jing smiled at her, and she immediately lowered her head.

  "Hehe, the mysterious and wonderful incantations have captivated me at once." Chen Jingchao said with a faint smile, although he was only flipping through quickly, yet unknowingly he would still go back to look at those strange incantations, this was the result of him restraining himself, if he were to carefully examine each incantation, who knows when he would finish.

  "It doesn't matter, I haven't been here before, and after dawn, I still want to go into the town to have some fun." Xū Líng brushed aside her black hair that fell from her temples to her chest, speaking softly. In Chen Jing's heart, she seemed to always be this quiet and elegant young lady.

  "It's also good for you to come out and take a walk in the temple every day, sunlight can't harm you now, it can be beneficial to you." Chen Jing said.

  "Thank you, River God, it's just that the world is in chaos and I don't dare to go anywhere else, so I only feel safe in that temple," said the spirit.

  Chen Jing closed the book in his hand and said to the spirit, "We are friends, so let's not mention gratitude. Mentioning thanks creates a sense of obligation. Besides, I didn't help you with anything, it was actually you who helped me. I haven't even thanked you properly yet."

  Xu Ling lowered her head slightly, her eyebrows drooping, listening quietly. Chen Jing didn't notice the faint smile at the corner of her mouth.