"What is unknown about the girl?" Chen Jing asked in puzzlement.

  "My wife is the mountain spirit of Cuiping Mountain."

  The woman in green was dressed as a maid, and led Chen Jing not along the mountain road, but into the forest. As they walked, the trees seemed to part like a river, and the mist rose up, creating an ethereal atmosphere.

  "River God, please come with me."

  The woman in green walked ahead, Chen Jing followed behind her, and found himself lost in the midst of it all. He was amazed in his heart, never expecting that even a maid under the divine hand of Cuiping Mountain would have such magical powers, nor did he know when he could have such magical powers himself.

  The green-clad girl looked frail and weak, but walked quietly. Chen Jing thought of the white tiger and asked, "Is there a white tiger under your master's seat?"

  The green-clad girl merely responded with a soft "en" and did not give a clear answer. Chen Jing felt puzzled, but didn't ask further. A moment later, the green-clad woman suddenly spoke up: "Is the River God resentful of the White Tiger? If so, I'll report it to Her Majesty later and have her punish it."

  Chen Jing chuckled and said: "No need to be modest, I just think that the white tigers under Your Majesty's seat all have such magical powers, so you must be even more extraordinary."

  The girl in green smiled and said: "That's it, Your Majesty's divine power is really great."

  She seemed particularly pleased that Chen Jing was praising her, and the two of them continued on their way. Before long, the mountain road, which had been shrouded in thick fog, suddenly became clear. Chen Jing looked around, only to find that they were standing at the edge of a precipice.

  This precipice was obviously cut out by someone with great magical power. Looking up, it is a towering peak covered in lush greenery.

  "River God, please follow me."

  The green-clothed maiden led Chen Jing to the precipice, and with a wave of her hand, an empty void suddenly appeared on the cliff face. The cave was lofty and grand, its entrance shaped like a crescent moon. On the crescent-shaped arch above the entrance were inscribed two lines of large characters: "Eight hundred emerald screens reflect the sun and moon, three thousand azure mountains gaze upon the surrounding heavens."

  This font is exactly the same as the previous boundary stele and the mountain pavilion, now it should be written by the god of Cuiping Mountain. Looking at the characters on the cave mansion, the tone is extremely grand.

  Chen Jing couldn't help but think: "This Green Screen Mountain God really likes writing these things."

  "River God, please."

  Chen Jing followed the green-clothed girl into the Cui Ping Dong Fu, inside was simple, only some simple stone tables and stools, at the deepest place a door curtain, that door curtain was all made of jade stones. The green-clothed girl walked in, and smoke rose from the door curtain, making it impossible to see clearly.

  The River God and the Mountain God were originally about the same, both being small gods in the world, generally ranking ninth or eighth. Among the water system gods of the world, Chen Jing's river god in the Jinhe River domain belongs to the eighth rank, while the ninth rank is generally in the tributary river domains. As for whether the mountain god in the Cuiping Mountains is a ninth or eighth rank, Chen Jing still doesn't know, he only knows from the River God's decree that the water system gods of the world have ranks, but the mountain and river gods of the world may need to be seen to know each other's ranks.

  Chen Jing stood there for a while, and vaguely saw a woman in red sitting there, but the woman in green did not appear again.

  Chen Jing has seen the princess.

  He couldn't see the other's cultivation level, but he knew that his current strength was far inferior to his. As they spoke, he bowed in respect.

  "What brings the River God here?"

  The voice from behind the curtain sounded dignified and refined, and it was vaguely visible that she was wearing luxurious clothes, sitting on a golden chair, like a queen of the mountains.

  "When I first obtained the position of River God, my magical powers were weak, and within the section of the river under my jurisdiction, there was a fish spirit causing trouble. I would like to ask Your Ladyship to lend me some mountain magic power to subdue that carp spirit."

  "Oh, haha, lending you a mountain's worth of power isn't a big deal, these days I've seen that with just your sword skills you were able to fight against that brute for so long, your sword skills are quite exquisite, I wonder which sacred mountain the River God used to cultivate in."

  Chen Jing couldn't see clearly what was inside, only feeling a misty haze in front of his eyes. At this time, he wasn't afraid of others knowing his origins, so he replied: "Previously, I was cultivating at Qianluo Mountain."

  "Oh, it's actually someone from Qianluo Mountain 300 miles away. I didn't expect Qianluo Mountain to have such a profound sword technique. The reputation of Qianluo Star Lord's Taoist teachings is indeed well-deserved." Cui Ping Shan Shen said with some surprise.

  Chen Jing cultivated in Qianluo Mountain for three thousand years, but except for the "Floating Sword Classic", he didn't learn any other spells. The "Floating Sword Classic" mainly teaches how to sacrifice an ordinary sword into a spiritual instrument, without any sword moves. However, the sword moves he is using now are evolved from the swordsmanship he learned from Old Sword Guest when he was young.

  As for this point, he certainly wouldn't go to explain it, and just smiled.

  But then, from behind the bead curtain, came the voice of Cuiping Mountain spirit: "Half a year ago, Qianlu Men was destroyed by Baoling City's Lord and countless vengeful spirits, only two people escaped with their lives. I didn't expect there to be another one like you."

  Chen Jingxin was shocked, and he still didn't know why Qian Luomen was surrounded by mountains until now. Although he had guessed that it might be the work of a certain god, he didn't know which god it was. Thinking that it was actually the City God of Balin, and this Green Screen Mountain God said it without any reserve, it seemed that this matter was no longer a secret.

  At this moment, he immediately asked: "I don't know if Your Majesty knows why the City God of Ba Ling wants to do this?"

  "You should go ask your master about that, or you can go to Balin City and ask Qin Yang." The voice of the god of Cuiping Mountain was neither cold nor warm, but rather gave people a sense of politeness and distance.

  Chen Jing's soul suddenly felt a faint stinging pain, but in his heart, he was thinking that the Tuisu Mountain God had said that Qin Yang must be the City God of Balin City, and also a city god with a small city god under him, at least a fifth-grade god. He was shocked by the opponent's strength, and at the same time, he was shocked that the mountain god in front of him dared to call out his name directly.

  He didn't care about the tone of the mountain god either, and asked again: "Then, Your Ladyship knows who the other two are who escaped with their lives?"

  "Hehe, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I've heard that one of them is Jiang Liuyun, the leader of the Thousand Luo Sect, and the other is Ye Qingshu." The voice of Cuiping Mountain God came, and Chen Jing immediately thought of when he escaped into the Thousand Luo Mountains, he turned back to see a large fire in the Thousand Luo Gate, and there were two people, Jiang Liuyun and his sister Ye Qingshu, who flew down the mountain with a strong killing intent. Wherever they passed, lightning flashed, and the people around them fell down one after another. Now that she said so, it seems that it was indeed those two."

  "Where are they now?" Chen Jing asked quickly.

  Cuipingshan God didn't answer Chen Jing's words, but suddenly changed the subject and said: "It is said that Jiang Liuyun has grasped the secret of the thousand-year cultivation that people cannot achieve immortality. This is what attracted Qin Yang to launch a surprise attack. Do you know this as a Thousand Luo Gate disciple?"

  Chen Jing had never heard of this before, but he found that such things were nothing more than having a great grudge or being motivated by great benefits. If it was really so, then it wouldn't be strange, but he still shook his head and said: "I am just an ordinary disciple in the Thousand Luo Mountain, I don't know about these things."

  When he said this, his soul suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if someone was cutting his soul with a small knife. He was greatly frightened and concentrated on observing the soul, only to find that the riverbed had already dried up and cracked, and might collapse at any moment.

  How could this be? Chen Jing was shocked in his heart. He had just obtained the Faith Power of Sha Gong, but how did it dry up and crack so quickly?

  "Could it be that they have already made offerings to the River God? Chen Jing thought of this and didn't dare delay any longer, hastily saying: 'I came here to borrow a method from Your Ladyship, as long as Your Ladyship is willing, I will definitely repay this life-saving kindness in the future.'"

  "Hehe, I can lend you a Mountain of Law's power, but there is one condition."

  "Please speak, Princess."

  The mountain god of Cuiping Mountain seemed to think for a moment and said slowly: "As long as you agree to one request from me."

  "What's the matter?" Chen Jing asked.

  "We'll discuss the details later, for now just answer yes or no. If you agree, don't think about backing out afterwards. But rest assured, I won't ask you to do anything beyond your abilities." The voice of the mountain god behind the screen was still dignified, but his words had a hint of overbearing tone.

  Chen Jingwei hesitated for a moment, and the pain in his soul grew sharper. He looked up to see that his face had turned pale, with red eyes, and the flesh on his cheeks was trembling. He hastily said: "Alright, I agree."

  The gentle laughter of the Cui Ping Mountain deity said: "Hehe, okay, I'm not afraid you won't admit it. After you go back, just shout to the sky 'Lend me the power of Cui Ping Mountain' and I will lend it to you. If in the future you break your promise, don't blame me for being ruthless, I will trap your soul under Cui Ping Mountain, never to be reincarnated."

  When this voice rose, it still didn't carry any smell of gunpowder, but when it was said to the end, it was murderous and overflowing with energy. Between the lines, it seemed like a giant mountain collapsed and pressed on Chen Jing's chest, making him unable to breathe.

  He gritted his teeth, resisting the endless pressure, and a huge crack suddenly appeared in the riverbed of his divine soul. In that instant, he couldn't even speak clearly, his thoughts began to become disordered, and his shoulders suddenly relaxed. The Green Screen Mountain God had already withdrawn his spell. Before Chen Jing could say anything, the Green Screen Mountain God said: "Your divine position will be moved, your divine soul will scatter, so I'll send you back first. I can lend you a mountain's worth of power, but my condition is that one thing - whether to borrow or not is up to you."

  As soon as the words fell, a sudden gust of wind rolled out from inside the curtain. The wild wind suddenly rose, and the void was rolled up. Everything else in the cave remained still, but Chen Jing's entire person flew out like a withered leaf blown by the wind.

  Embroidered spring curves, the river water surges, and the river surface is misty with rain.

  Hundreds of people have gathered in front of the River God Temple by the river, with all kinds of animals and offerings laid out. They are about to worship the carp spirit in the river. However, the carp spirit has a condition beforehand: the River God Temple must be demolished first, otherwise it will not accept the worship.

  The head of the Junling Town also arrived in front of the River God Temple, looking at the river water that was about to overflow the embankment, and then looked at the carp spirit rolling over in the river. He turned around, pointed out a few strong men, and said firmly: "Demolish it for me. The River God cannot control the river, what's the use of leaving the temple?"

  Originally a divine being ordained by heaven, now like a withered leaf drifting in the wind, life hangs by a thread. Unable to protect one's territory above, and unable to stand firm below, life is beyond one's control.