At some point, Chen Jing became more and more fond of the feeling in the water. The river's warm waters wrapped around him gently, like a spring breeze, soft and soothing, as if it had life, gentle and obedient. No matter how turbulent the river was, it was always so, and in the water, there was also an endless power that made his heart feel at ease.

  Suddenly, a fierce gust of wind howled from the front, and the spiritual energy was in disarray. Snowflakes were blown upside down towards the gloomy sky.

  All the way south, the snow and wind filled the sky without diminishing in the slightest.

  "River God, there's someone fighting ahead." Big Red Shrimp said quickly. Chen Jing didn't make a sound, his footsteps didn't stop at all. Big Red Shrimp continued: "River God, let's hide to the side first and wait for them to finish their fight. They'll definitely be severely injured. Then we can sneak out, snatch their treasure, seize their imperial symbol, and maybe even get a chance to become a god later."

  "What a big tone, seal the gods and play, not afraid of the snow freezing the tongue." A loud voice came from the front, amidst the swirling blizzard. The Big Red Shrimp immediately took out the wolf-toothed club from its gills, sprayed out a stream of spiritual energy, and the wolf-toothed club swelled with the snow, while the shrimp's body also grew to the size of an elephant.

  "River God, let's change our route." The big red shrimp beside Chen Jing was as if facing a great enemy, it can be certain that if not for Chen Jing being there, he would have turned around and escaped long ago.

  "Haha, when no one is around, you talk so big, but now you're scared just by hearing someone's words and want to take a detour." Chen Jing laughed.

  The shell laughed lightly, as if mocking. The big red shrimp suddenly became speechless, and after a hum, the wolf-toothed club left and right pincers stirred, and with a loud voice said: "I'll open the way for the river god now, whoever dares to be unfavorable to the river god, I'll hit him down with one stick, and he'll think the sky is broken."

  Chen Jing smiled lightly, patted the sword at his waist, took a step forward, and suddenly appeared on top of the giant red shrimp. He lifted his right hand to sweep aside his robe, sat down leisurely, and placed the scabbard in his left hand on his knee. "Let's go," he said, "return to Xiu Chun Wan."

  "Alright, return to Spring Bend." The big red shrimp seemed to be no longer afraid of anyone, the right pincer's wolf-toothed club stood upright, with an air of "god killing god and Buddha killing Buddha". The shell covered in green moss appeared exceptionally quiet and strikingly eye-catching in the vast white sky.

  The wind and snow dance wildly, with a chill like a knife.

  Softly shrouded in silver, the mountains are wrapped in mist. The creek is frozen, and the branches of the trees between the mountains are bent under the weight of accumulated snow. The earth is a vast expanse of white. In this vast expanse of snowy weather, one person sits leisurely on top of a red shrimp as big as an elephant, next to which a green shell the size of a millstone walks on the snowy ground.

  On the snow-covered ground that had been trampled by red shrimp and left with chaotic marks, it was soon covered again by the snow falling from the sky.

  They soon arrived at the edge of a mountain valley where the air was chaotic and the wind cut like knives. With the valley as the center, snowflakes filled the sky forming a snow pillar, while the accumulated snow outside the valley also rolled towards it. The big red shrimp felt a strong suction force, its speed slightly paused, Chen Jing tapped on its back with his sword scabbard and said: "Go."

  The big red shrimp drilled into the storm, with shells closely following.

  In the storm, snow is like a knife, wind tears apart.

  The giant red shrimp didn't feel any resistance, knowing in his heart that Chen Jing had cast a spell. His fear suddenly disappeared, and he charged straight towards the opposite side of the valley. As they entered the valley, the snowflakes in their eyes grew thicker like dust, and the sound of loud laughter and shouting filled their ears.

  Only one person was seen with his upper body bare, his feet bare, with a tiger skin wrapped around his waist, holding a long-handled large axe and fighting with someone. It was Wu Meng, the mountain god of Wumeng Mountain. Looking at his fierce attack, he was obviously in an advantageous position. This tornado was formed because of their fight.

  On the other side, two people had already died, their heads chopped off, and fresh blood stained the white snow. The wound was clearly inflicted by an axe.

  Chen Jing sat on the back of the giant prawn, watching Wu Meng's axe strike with a heavy momentum.

  "Haha, so it's you, brother! Come on, let's first help me take down this beast, and then we can head out together." Wu Meng laughed loudly, his axe gleaming with an even more menacing light.

  Those who fought with him heard his words and seemed to be afraid that Chen Jing and Wu Meng would attack him together, so they retreated one after another.

  Chen Jing sat on the giant prawn's back, not responding. The giant prawn naturally wouldn't stop, and instead moved even faster. All that could be heard was its muttering: "You poor devil who can't even afford clothes, you're actually a sly good-for-nothing. If I had known earlier, I would have smashed your head, snatched your axe, and let Shell Sister eat you..."

  "Ahh!" A very short and sharp cry was torn apart by the wind.

  The big red shrimp's heart tightened, and it sped up even more, but it felt its body being wrapped in the wind, unusually heavy. Just then, Wu Meng burst out laughing: "Brother, why be so impatient? Looking at your expression in Mount Tai, you must have had some epiphany. Why don't we discuss the Tao here and verify each other's understanding?"

  As he spoke, the big red shrimp suddenly felt as if it had a mountain on its back, extremely heavy, and with all its might, it could only barely manage.

  "I have nothing to gain, if you want to discuss the Tao with someone, please find another person." As Chen Jing spoke, he tapped the back of the big red shrimp with his sword scabbard. The big red shrimp felt its whole body light and floating after this tap, as if it had returned to the water. With a flick of its foot, it had already escaped far away.

  "Haha, among the many gods, only a few can enter my eyes, and you are one of them. I didn't misjudge you after all. Haha..." Wu Meng said with a big laugh, pointing at Xue in the sky: "I heard that there's a place where snow falls and can create a hole on the ground. Who knows if it's true or not." His voice carried a heavy feeling, which wasn't a question at all, but rather a statement with a commanding tone.

  The big red shrimp thought to himself, "This poor guy's voice has become so unpleasant, could it be that the River God is not discussing Dao with him and he's gotten sick from anger...?" Just as he was thinking this, a flurry of snowflakes fell down in front of him, and silently a hole appeared on the ground. The big red shrimp was shocked, and then the snowflakes continued to fall quietly, piling up on the ground and creating a deep pit, just like a rock falling from high altitude. The big red shrimp felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't deny that if these snowflakes were to land on him, they would definitely bring great harm.

  "It's really possible for snowflakes to create holes on the ground." The big red shrimp thought it was unbelievable and immediately dared not move again, looked up at the sky, and saw the fluttering snowflakes falling towards itself.

  Just as he was about to shout out loud, Chen Jing hit him on the back, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth were swallowed back in. Immediately afterwards, he heard Chen Jing say: "Snowflakes falling from the sky are indeed rare, I never thought I'd be lucky enough to see them today. However, snowflakes can fall from the sky, but once they enter the river, they can only melt into water."

  The big red shrimp felt as if it had returned to the Embroidered Spring Bend, where the vast river could swallow everything. It seemed that even if the snowflake turned into a mountain, it would be swallowed up by the river water. There was no river water in its eyes, but it felt the waves rushing around its body. Only this creature, which grew up in the Embroidered Spring Bend, could clearly feel the vastness of the Embroidered Spring Bend.

  What the big red shrimp didn't know was that there were not just four of them in this place, but rather many gods who had yet to leave were watching from a distant mountain. They naturally heard Chen Jing and Wu Meng's conversation clearly. At this time, in their eyes, Chen Jing sat on the big red shrimp, with a cyan shell following beside him, leisurely strolling along the riverbed, surrounded by surging river water, snowflakes falling into which disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  Anyone can see that Wu Meng and Chen Jing are engaged in a silent and invisible battle, with each of them staring intently at the other. Wu Meng is no ordinary person; over the past few days, he has been guarding this mountain valley, using his lectures on Taoism as an excuse to behead more than a dozen gods. This has caused many people who have heard of him to avoid him and take a detour. Now, looking at his application of the power of mountains and rivers, it is indeed at an extremely high level; he can even use the method of moving mountains, and still silently and invisibly apply his magical powers to snowflakes, with an extremely subtle application of spiritual energy.

  It was unexpected that Chen Jing suddenly broke Wu Meng's spell with a reverse move, looking effortless and at ease.

  "Hmm, that mountain is so high, I'm afraid even flying birds can't cross it." Wu Meng suddenly pointed with the golden long axe in his hand, and right in front of him at the exit of the valley, there was a towering snow-capped mountain piercing into the clouds, its slope as steep as if cut by a knife, majestic and vast, with strange rocks jutting out.

  The giant prawn can confirm that there was no such mountain at all, but it appeared while Wu Meng was speaking.

  It looked quite far, but in the blink of an eye it was already at the foot of the mountain. From the foot of the mountain to the top, all that could be seen was a gray mist, and the top of the mountain couldn't be seen at all. Dahong Xiang knew in his heart that this was Wu Meng's magic trick. He thought to himself: "I also can't lose face for River God." He summoned up all his magical powers and was about to climb towards the top of the mountain, preparing to cross over it.

  Chen Jing chuckled and tapped the back of the giant prawn with his sword scabbard, saying: "The mountain is as high as this, flying birds can't cross it, your brain is so big, why don't you think about it? If you want to climb over the mountain, even next year you won't be able to make it."

  The big red shrimp was just about to say, "If I don't flip over, what other method can I use to get past?" But before the words were out of his mouth, he was knocked on the back again, and the words that had reached his lips were swallowed back in an instant. All he heard was Chen Jing saying: "Ordinarily, you are told to cultivate with a sincere heart, but you don't listen. This time, you come to listen to the Tao, but you fall asleep. Now, listen carefully, I will transmit to you the Water Escape Technique of the Five Elements Escape Method. As long as it is within this heaven and earth, without going beyond the five elements, all things can be escaped. Follow me in reciting: Heaven and Earth, Five Elements, my body is a water body, escape."

  The big red shrimp didn't dare to refute anything, and honestly followed along with the chanting. What it didn't expect was that as soon as the sound of its voice fell, it suddenly felt its body really turn into a pool of water, seeping into the ground at the foot of the mountain. As soon as it entered the earth, it felt endless darkness, but fortunately, it could still clearly feel Chen Jing on its back and the shell beside it.

  Just then, it heard Wu Meng's muffled voice outside: "Haha, brother, since you like to stay in the soil, just stay in the land forever."

  "Wu Mingshan, town... seal..."