"River God, are you troubled because of the Carp Spirit?" The old man leaned on his cane and bowed repeatedly, speaking with a humble and reverent tone. Chen Jing wasn't surprised; as he had become the River God, the local spirits naturally knew about it, and they also knew that the Carp Spirit wanted to usurp Chen Jing's position as River God.

  Chen Jing did not answer directly: "I don't know what instructions Master Sha has."

  Sha Gong's face unfolded with wrinkles and smiled: "I dare not instruct, I dare not. River God, please come to my humble abode, I have something to tell you."

  Chen Jing's soul had an increasingly clear and piercing pain, making him not want to delay any longer. The power of the Sha Gong Law was too weak, even if he used it on himself, he feared it wouldn't be enough to deal with that Carp Spirit.

  "River God...please, please..."

  Sha Gong was leading the way with a humble face.

  Chen Jing furrowed his brow, thinking to himself, I'll just go and listen to what he has to say. Who knows, maybe he's willing to lend a hand. Even if his abilities aren't impressive, it's still better than nothing.

  He immediately followed Sha Gong to the mountain and walked around a new tomb and an old tomb, and came to the top of the mountain. Only to see the smoke and mist swirling, a small house was faintly visible. He invited Chen Jing to enter, but Chen Jing did not enter. He just said: "I don't know what Sha Gong is inviting me for?"

  Sha Gong looked at Chen Jing and didn't go into the house, nor did he force him again. He said, "Is River God going to South Mountain?"

  "That's right."

  "Alas, River God, this South Mountain is impassable." Sha Gong said anxiously.

  "Why go if you can't get there."

  "The divine position of the South Mountain was taken away by a fierce tiger in the mountain over 100 years ago, if you go there, she will be unfavorable to you."

  Chen Jing looked at Sha Gong's anxious expression, but his eyes narrowed. He had no relation with Sha Gong, why did he say these things to him, what was his purpose?

  Sha Gong's words and expression made Chen Jing vigilant, too eager is false.

  "It's true that his spirit is hard to cultivate, and now my divine position will be moved, my divine soul will disperse. Could it be that he wants to seize my divine position, deliberately luring me to come to this mountain?"

  Thinking of this, he slightly turned his body and saw the flashing expression of Sha Gong. In his heart, he had already made a plan, so he said: "My divine position will be moved, my divine soul will be scattered, even if I don't go, it will still be taken away by the carp spirit in the river."

  He finished speaking and didn't wait for Sha Gong to respond, then bid farewell and left. Just a few steps later, there was a sudden "ah" sound, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, he hugged his head with both hands, and fell straight down to the ground, rolling down the mountain.

  Nasha Gongben was about to speak again, but after hearing Chen Jing's exclamation, he was initially startled. Then, however, he saw a dry riverbed image suddenly appear above Chen Jing's head. Although it only flashed for an instant, it filled him with great joy.

  That dry riverbed indicates that Chen Jing's faith and power are gone, and originally he couldn't see it, but now he suddenly can, which means Chen Jing is really going to lose his divine position and his soul will disperse.

  He burst out laughing and said: "The position of River God is indeed suitable for me."

  With one stride, he arrived at Chen Jing's side, who was struggling to get up, and said with a smile: "River God, you go first, I'll help you kill the carp spirit in the river and avenge you."

  Chen Jing's eyes were bloodshot, his hands clasped to his head, leaning against a tombstone, swaying unsteadily. Upon hearing Sha Gong's words, he pointed at him with one hand and shouted in great anger: "You..."

  Sha Gong burst out laughing, feeling relieved in his heart. For over a hundred years, he had to endure the heavenly tribulation every ten years, almost driving him mad. When the spiritual position solidified, he didn't know how many more years and months he would have to wait. Now, with a river god position delivered right to his doorstep, how could he resist taking action? Although he knew that the carp spirit was formidable, he believed he should be able to protect himself. As long as he waited a few more years, his magical powers would grow stronger, and he would naturally be able to kill the carp spirit. From then on, he would live a carefree and immortal life, no longer suffering from the heavenly tribulation.

  "Hehe, River God, I've offended you... Hehe..."

  Sha Gong's old face broke into a smile, becoming even uglier. He took a step forward, and the hand that had been hidden in his sleeve shot straight towards Chen Jing's head, clearly intending to snatch the imperial edict out.

  Blackened claws, accompanied by a putrid stench.

  Just then, he felt a chill rise up behind him, and his heart skipped a beat, but he didn't turn around. His black hand was still reaching out to grab Chen Jing. However, at some point, the look of panic on Chen Jing's face had disappeared. Although his eyes were still bloodshot, one hand pointed like a sword in front of him, and he shouted loudly: "Rise! Behead!"

  The sword that had fallen to the ground suddenly rose into the air and transformed into a cold light that chopped down from the top of Sha Gong's head.

  "Ah..."

  Sha Gong let out a miserable cry, his body already split in two by the sword. Although it was so, the two halves of his body were still stuck together, the wound healing quickly. The sword made another horizontal cut, Sha Gong's body splitting at the waist. Chen Jing drew a circle with his finger in front of him, and the sword light burst forth like a cold plum blossom, enveloping Sha Gong's body within it, shredding it into a ball of black smoke.

  Chen Jing suddenly concentrated, slapped his forehead, and a riverbed phantom appeared on top of his head. He let out a light cry and spat out an abstruse sound, the black smoke that was still struggling in the void rushed towards the riverbed.

  "River God, spare our lives! River God, spare our lives..." A voice came out from the black smoke, it was Sha Gong.

  Chen Jing didn't know how to react, but he urged the riverbed, and in an instant, the black smoke was swallowed up, leaving only the originally dry and cracked riverbed, which had become somewhat moist, and the cracks on the riverbed were no longer so shocking.

  There is still not a drop of water in the riverbed.

  The moon is like a hook, slanting on the western mountain top.

  One mountain tomb, one mountain gravestone.

  The world is shrouded in darkness, with insects chirping and beasts scurrying about in the distance. Birds cry out in the forest, their calls like the shrill laughter of ghosts.

  Chen Jing suspected that Sha Gong wanted to usurp his divine position, so he pretended to be on the verge of dispersing his divine soul. Sure enough, Sha Gong revealed his true form.

  However, Chen Jinghe's riverbed was dry and cracked, and when the riverbed completely disintegrated, it would be the end of Chen Jing's divine power. Based on his previous state, he didn't even know if he could make it to tomorrow, but now that he had absorbed Sha Gong's faith power, he had temporarily alleviated his urgent crisis. Nevertheless, Chen Jing could sense that the faith power he had just absorbed was slipping away. This was because the people in this region had already developed a grudge against him, not only did they not believe in him, but they also detested him for bringing disaster. It was because of his appearance that the carp spirit Yangyan wanted to flood the villages on both sides of the thirty-mile riverbank.

  Chen Jingneng felt the power of faith he had just absorbed from Sha Gong, but it could only last for a day before cracking again.

  Nanshan is what the people of Heqian Village call it, referring to the first mountain south of the village. However, Chen Jing knew that the name of the mountain was Cuiping. When he climbed over the first mountain that people called Nanshan, he saw a stone tablet with the words "Cuiping Mountain" carved on it in bright and beautiful characters, which perfectly matched the name.

  As I walked further ahead, a mountain path appeared, winding its way into the depths of the mountains. Looking up, all I saw were mountains that rose like green screens, quiet and still, truly a place of serene beauty.

  Walking along the mountain road ahead, turning over a mountain corner, there appeared a mountain pavilion, the pavilion was octagonal, with green tiles and jade-white pillars.

  The square above the mountain pavilion also has two red characters: "Cui Ping Yu Ting". The font is obviously from the same person as the previous stone stele.

  On the two jade pillars of Shanting, there are two large vertical characters: "Looking at each other without disgust, only the Cui Ping Mountain."

  The emerald screen rain pavilion was built right in the middle of the road. When Chen Jing walked to the front of the pavilion, his footsteps suddenly stopped, because a white tiger was lying inside the pavilion, sleeping soundly. If it were an ordinary tiger, Chen Jing wouldn't be afraid at all. But this tiger, Chen Jing hadn't noticed before and didn't feel any sensation even now when he saw it. Just as he was about to use his divine sight technique to observe it, the white tiger suddenly woke up.

  The white tiger seemed to be stunned as well, Chen Jing could see it from its eyes. This white tiger had already opened up its spiritual intelligence. Just as Chen Jing was about to speak, he felt a surge of anger emanating from the white tiger's eyes once again.

  Chen Jing was slightly startled in his heart, and Bai Hu had already risen with a loud roar, and a strong gust of wind suddenly appeared.

  Chen Jing was greatly shocked, and he was actually blown away by the surge of white tiger's power without any resistance, like a leaf falling in the wind. The weak power on his body couldn't withstand it at all. While he was still in mid-air, the white tiger's paws were already placed on his shoulders, its bloody mouth wide open and biting towards his throat.

  "Slow..." Chen Jing's entire body was suppressed by the law of power, and he could only open his mouth to shout.

  "Bang......" Chen Jing heavily fell to the ground, lying on his back, while White Tiger stepped on his chest with both feet. He felt like he was being pressed down by a mountain and couldn't move at all.

  I thought I wouldn't die at the hands of the Carp Demon, but instead I was buried in the Tiger's mouth. Just as I was about to meet my end, the White Tiger suddenly stopped.

  Chen Jing looked up at Bai Hu's eyes, and it was clear that he was waiting for Chen Jing to speak.

  "I am Xiuchun River God, specially came to pay respects to the Cuiping Mountain God." Chen Jing said with a deep breath, nervously.

  The white tiger seemed to be thinking, but Chen Jing felt like he was going to suffocate. The white tiger then looked at Chen Jing for a while before suddenly dashing into the mountains, stirring up a strong gust of wind, and vanished into thin air in an instant.

  Chen Jing got up, not knowing what the white tiger was all about. He thought to himself: "Could it be that this is a mountain beast patrolling under the seat of the mountain god of Cuiping Mountain? If so, then the mountain god's magical powers must be incredibly profound." As he thought about this, his heart felt a surge of joy, because only if the method's magical powers were profound would there be a greater possibility that it would lend its power.

  Perhaps thinking of borrowing the law, the suffocating feeling of being attacked by the white tiger without any power to fight back was somewhat alleviated.

  Taking a deep breath, he adjusted his clothes and hat, picked up the sword and staff on the ground, and strode forward along the mountain path.

  Just a short distance away, a green-clothed woman walked out of the deep mountains. The mountain forest was like fog to her. Chen Jing used his divine sight to look again, and the woman in front of him was ordinary, without any special features. But she came silently from the mountain mist, how could she be an ordinary woman?

  It suddenly dawned on him what was going on. Because they were now in Cuiping Mountain, his magic had lost its effect in this mountain.

  "The princess ordered me to come and welcome the River God up the mountain." The woman in green said with a crisp tone after making a curtsy.

  Ethereal as the mist between mountains, like green plums after rain.