The sun rises and sets, the stars move and turn.

  Day by day, three more people with different appearances arrived at the edge of the Evil Dragon Gorge. One of them wore a golden crown and held a black trident with three prongs, on which were engraved the words "Sea Soul". His eyes gleamed with golden light as he gazed into the gorge for a while before saying: "This gorge is treacherous, the water is turbulent, and spiritual energy cannot be retained. There are no spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy is scarce. There are no living beings dwelling here. If there were a river god, it would surely be narrow-minded and ruthless. We should be careful."

  "Be careful what, even the river god in this barren river domain doesn't have any powerful magic, and the spiritual power of the messenger is also limited. We three brothers are not afraid of him." The speaker was a tall and sturdy man with bear-like hands, covered in thick black fur, gripping a large and heavy club, clearly a bear spirit that had not fully transformed into human form.

  "Third brother, don't be careless, poor mountains and evil waters often have evil spirits residing." This was said by a Taoist with three strands of long whiskers, his eyes were narrow and long, and from the back, he looked quite like an immortal.

  "Where did this hairy god come from, daring to run wild in the Evil Dragon Gorge?" In the midst of the rushing gorge, a large red shrimp appeared on the water's surface, holding up a pair of large red pincers that opened and closed non-stop.

  "Hmph, looking for death." The palm that was still like a bear's paw struck out with the wolf-toothed club in hand, still grasping it, but stretching infinitely long, striking towards the giant red shrimp in the mountain gorge.

  At the slightest disagreement, they start a big fight, showing their explosive temper.

  The giant shrimp quickly dived into the river waves before the wolf-toothed club could strike, and at that moment, the waterfall suddenly flew sideways, wrapping around the club like a silver curtain and swallowing it. The bear spirit let out a loud roar, pulling with all its might, but couldn't pull it out, as if it had been buried deep in the earth. At the same time, the waterfall rolled up to the mountain cliff, the river flowing backwards, the waves crashing loudly, and the momentum was overwhelming. The other two simultaneously shouted loudly, slapping their palms, and under each palm, a giant mountain landscape appeared, as if two mountains were pressing down. The river waves retreated back into the river, but the bear spirit's wolf-toothed club was swallowed up by the water.

  "Three Talents Ridge, Hu Feng and his two brothers passed by the Treasure River. If there's any offense, I hope friends will forgive." The Taoist with three strands of long whiskers dressed up and said with a fist in the mountain pass, he had just slapped down with one palm, but didn't feel any counterattack force at all, just like an ordinary person slapping his hand on the water surface, which means his magical power was completely absorbed.

  As he finished speaking, a person suddenly appeared beside the giant red shrimp. He wore a blue robe and had black hair tied back with what looked like a gray seaweed-like plant. A long sword hung at his waist, its scabbard pitch-black and engraved with "Jinghe Shuiyu Xiu Chunwan River God". To Hu Feng's eyes, he seemed profound and mysterious, giving off an indistinct feeling that was neither mist nor anything else, yet despite being clearly visible, there was a sense of unreality.

  "Alright everyone, consider this a toll for passing through." The voice was clear and calm, but it was impossible to discern any emotions.

  "What a big nerve......" The bear spirit's voice stopped abruptly, blocked by that gust of wind.

  "It's just a humble sword, yet it can enter the eyes of the divine brother, I'm honored beyond words, thank you for letting me pass." Hu Feng dragged the bear spirit with one hand and transformed into a ball of clear light to leave.

  After they passed the Evil Dragon Gorge, the Black Bear Spirit suddenly said loudly: "Big brother, why should we be so respectful to him? With our three brothers' abilities, we may not necessarily lose to him."

  "Third brother, don't be impatient. You haven't seen the words 'Xi Chun Wan He Shen' embroidered on his sword scabbard, have you? Xi Chun Wan He Shen has appeared in Evil Dragon Gorge, so he must have already obtained the three River God positions. Moreover, this is his territory, and we are no match for him. What's the use of our trivial weapons?"

  "Second brother, you make it sound easy, but that's a weapon I've forged with refined iron for over ten years, and it feels just right in my hand."

  "Alright, let's call it a day and continue another time. If we meet again someday in a different place, let's have another match like today."

  Hufeng took a deep look at Evil Dragon Gorge and turned around, transforming into a clear light and leaving.

  Chen Jing had a question since the day the Goddess of Wushan borrowed his way, and later three more people borrowed his way, which made Chen Jing's doubts even heavier. He asked the big red shrimp, who muttered and couldn't make sense, while the shell didn't even respond with a word.

  On this day, another person came walking in the moonlight. He carried a golden long-handled axe on his shoulder, with his upper body bare and a tiger skin wrapped around his waist, and walked briskly with his feet bare. When he arrived at the Evil Dragon Gorge, he jumped up to the top of the cliff. He looked into the gorge for a moment, then immediately shouted loudly: "Wu Mengfeng, the mountain god Wu Meng, is passing through Baoshui, borrowing the road for a while."

  As the sound fell, a figure appeared at the top of the turbulent waterfall in the canyon. He was wearing a blue robe with a long sword hanging from his waist, standing still in the water, and the hem of his robe fluttered with the current. The mist of the waterfall rose, shrouding him, making the whole person look hazy. On his left side, a large red shrimp danced with a pair of bright red pincers, holding a dark wolf-tooth club, showing off its might. On the other side was a shell covered in green moss, quiet and still, like a piece of green stone.

  "I have just obtained a divine position and there are some things I don't understand, so I'd like to ask for guidance from Wu Mengshan God."

  "Please go on."

  "Recently, all the gods from various places have to go listen to Dongyue Dadi's lecture. When passing by here, why must they borrow a road? If they just flash by, no one will stop them, and if they fly high, who would even notice?"

  "Haha, it seems you're really new to the divine position. A thousand years ago, the gods on earth couldn't leave their own domains without permission. If a god wanted to move freely, they had to obtain a divine token; otherwise, they would be punished by heaven. However, over the past thousand years, the heavenly court disappeared, and the gods were no longer bound, allowing them to roam freely. They still can't stray too far from the earth, though - there was once a god who tried to fly up to the ninth heaven but vanished into thin air. Since then, no god has dared to fly high again. Now that the Eastern Mountain Emperor is lecturing on the divine way, he's said that all gods who come to listen must borrow a path."

  "Why do they all have to borrow a road?"

  "Because a thousand years ago, even if one obtained the Tianling Shenfu, when passing through the divine realms of other gods, they would still have to borrow a path from that local god. The Eastern Emperor once said that although the Heavenly Court disappeared without cause, the heavenly order set by the Jade Emperor cannot be disrupted."

  Wu Mingshan's appearance is rough, but his answers are meticulous.

  Chen Jing smiled and said: Thank you for telling me, please.

  Wu Meng raised his fist, and the long-handled giant axe in his hand chopped at the void. A golden light spread out like a thin gauze, extending to the farthest distance. He stepped onto the golden light and instantly disappeared from sight.

  In the black mountain gorge, a waterfall plunges straight down three thousand feet. At the top of the falls stands one man and two demons.

  "He River God, let's go and listen too." The big red shrimp said with a pair of big eyes protruding, carrying the wolf-toothed club on his back.

  Chen Jing had long wanted to go and listen to the Tao, but for the time being he hadn't made up his mind. He asked Dao, "You stay here and guard the mansion, I'll go alone."

  "Heishen, the mansion only needs one conch sister to guard it, so let the little one accompany you to boost your prestige!" As soon as he spoke, Chen Jing felt a slight movement of spiritual energy beside him, and the conch disappeared. Suddenly, a large red shrimp burst out with incredible speed.

  But just as it jumped out a short distance in the water, its tail was suddenly clamped by a shell, leaving only the upper half of its body outside.

  "You think you can deceive me with your shell, but I won't let you get away. Watch as I smash it to pieces!" The big red shrimp raised his wolf-toothed club, ready to strike, but Chen Jing shouted out and the shrimp's club halted in mid-air, while the shell also released him.

  "You two follow me, and don't cause any trouble on the way. Keep your temper in check. This is better than being patient with everything in our own territory."

  "It's the River God, I remember, and I won't fight with anyone." The big red shrimp said solemnly. The shell was silent, just listening beside him.

  Chen Jing cruised back and forth in the river for several more days, saw a number of people passing by, and on a clear moonlit night with sparse stars, he set off towards Mount Tai with a large red shrimp under his shell.

  A misty fog enveloped the three of them. Under their feet, a cloud formed from the water vapor appeared. On the ground, people looked up and saw only a low-hanging grey cloud, unable to see Chen Jing and a large red shrimp and a shell covered in moss on top of the cloud.

  Chen Jing didn't want to break the rules of the Eastern Emperor, who had come to listen to the Tao and borrow roads. Every time he arrived at a place, he would stop and ask for permission to pass through, but somehow, he hadn't encountered any gods along the way. Occasionally, when he did meet some, they were extremely easy-going, and some didn't even bother with him. Chen Jing suspected that only a small number of gods who still followed the heavenly order were willing to stop and ask for permission to borrow roads.

  Mount Tai is majestic, Chen Jing has never been there, but knows the direction. Heading north, after several days of rushing day and night, finally saw a magnificent mountain range. Among them, the main peak is high and mighty, showing the majesty of the king of all mountains. The surrounding mountains around the main peak are like giant servants beside the monarch, quietly worshiping and restraining their own momentum.

  Chen Jing fell far away and landed on the ground, heading towards Mount Tai.

  In the blink of an eye, his two feet were still wrapped in a misty aura, and with one step he traveled dozens of meters, arriving at the foot of the outermost mountain range of Mount Tai in just a few steps.

  At this moment, four golden armored guards suddenly appeared, with fine iron bows on their backs, obliquely inserted dark arrows, five-foot-long knives hanging from their waists, holding long spears made of refined gold, each one as still as a condensed mountain, with sharp eyes, and the armor on their bodies had symbols that could avoid water and fire.

  "Who comes from which divine region?" A golden armored guard asked coldly.

  "Jiuhua Prefecture, Balin County border, Jinghe River water domain embroidered spring bend river god Chen Jing." Chen Jing replied, and the other party did not say anything else. With a wave of his hand, a jade book appeared in his palm. He drew symbols in mid-air, recited incantations in a low voice, and the jade book suddenly flew up, conjuring a golden aura. The pages flipped open, revealing a clean and mirror-like surface. A flash of golden light illuminated Chen Jing's figure, as well as two others: a man in green robes with a long sword at his waist, looking quite handsome; to his left was a large red shrimp, and to his right was a blue shell. Next to the image was an inscription: "Jiuhua Prefecture, Balin County border, Jinghe River water domain river god Chen Jing."