The Cui Ping Mountain God, who never left the mountain and never interacted with any other gods or spirits, appeared at the highest peak of the mountain. Beside her was still that girl with leaves for a skirt and black hair hanging down to the ground, like a spirit. All she heard was her sighing: "What a cruel person!"

  "Yes, what a ruthless person, daring to wield the sword of lonely soul and enter another divine realm, if his willpower is slightly weak, he will surely perish, but he still came back alive."

  "Abandoning life and forgetting death, if he didn't have this kind of unyielding determination, he wouldn't be able to survive. The combined spiritual energy of the three river domains - Embroidered Spring Bend, Chaotic Flow Slope, and Evil Dragon Gorge - is not even comparable to a single Maple Forest Ferry. Although he has grasped the momentum, the River God of Maple Forest Ferry had already grasped it ten years ago. This time, by borrowing the power of the flood, with his divine soul controlling the sword and merging into it, the momentum that sweeps away everything is astonishing, making one think it's just a fleeting moment, but it seems that Jiuhua State will give birth to another powerful deity." The raven-haired woman said.

  "Hehe, that's only possible if he can survive the Jiao River Dragon King's hands first. In his heyday, the Dragon King overturned the seas and flooded the Kunlun Mountains with a shocking force. As long as he is in the Jiao River, he will forever be under the Dragon King's control." The Green Screen Mountain God said with a light smile.

  "Yes, the River God of Jinghe is forever under the jurisdiction of the Dragon King of Jinghe. However, Qin Hu surprisingly didn't cast a spell to intercept and kill him, which was quite strange, considering his deep grudge against Chen Jing."

  "Your magical powers are insufficient to detect him, it's not that he doesn't want to be found, but rather he dares not. It's not just him who dares not, the gods and immortals standing on the mountain peaks far and near also dare not."

  "Why?"

  Cui Ping suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a vast expanse of emerald green space emerged like scattered clouds disappearing into the distance. In this mirror-like void, a woman in white stood still at the summit of the river mountain, her black hair and white clothes fluttering in the wind.

  "Leaf Qingxue! …… Seeing her eyes filled with electric light, her body surrounded by a faint aura of electricity, her Tao has advanced again."

  "Heh heh, look at her position again, surrounded by the winds and clouds of all directions, in the center of the spirits and gods from afar. If we were to use human military tactics to describe the current situation, that would be a place where four battles converge, with no danger to defend against. However, if one wants to take Chen Jing in the river, they must pass by her side. She is guarding there, which means she is guarding Chen Jing."

  "Then shouldn't she also accept criticism from all sides?"

  "That's right, but no one dares to make a move. Because whoever makes the first move will have to bear her thunderous blow, and no one is willing to do so. Do you know how many immortal cultivators she has killed in these few years?"

  The ethereal girl silently shook her head, knowing that there must be a lot, but over the years, rumors about Ye Qingxue had always been intermittent, and since her magical powers were not as strong as those of Cui Niangniang, she knew much less.

  "At eighty-three, she killed eighty-three." Cui Ping Niang said with some sighs.

  "Standing alone and still, intimidating all gods who dare not move slightly, for a hundred years, she is the only one."

  The wind disperses, and the fragrance of flowers in the mountains wafts over.

  Qin Hu looked at the white-clothed woman on the peak of the green mountain opposite him, his heart burning with anger, yet he did not dare to move.

  Ye Qingxue gazed at the embroidered spring river domain, as if she didn't know that she was being stared at by a divine spirit, and perhaps the next moment would bring disaster, but she just stood there quietly.

  Day and night alternate, stars fill the sky, wind and cloud surround the moon shining on the immortal.

  Dark clouds gather, spring thunder suddenly rumbles, and heavy rain pours down.

  Ye Qingxue still stood at the summit of the green mountain, until more than half a month later, on a clear morning when the dawn mist had not yet dispersed, she rose into the air, her feet treading on electric flowers, and vanished into the distance in the blink of an eye.

  Everything returns to calmness, flowers wither as summer comes, beasts in the mountains walk and wolves run, birds in the sky sing clearly. Fish in the river swim against the waves upwards, competing to find a stable water area to lay eggs.

  Chen Jing didn't know that Ye Qingxue had been guarding the mountain top by the river for more than half a month, and he was almost scattered at that time. Fortunately, he was a god, as long as he didn't disperse on the spot, he could recover after returning, but this time his divine soul was injured too severely and couldn't be recovered in a short period of time. When he woke up, Ye Qingxue had already flown away. And those who wanted to seize the opportunity to usurp the throne also dispersed, because Chen Jing had woken up at that time.

  Nourish the soul, nourish the sword.

  Nourishing his spirit and soul with the spiritual energy of the Qu River, at the same time also nourishing the Heaven-Confounding Sword in his hand.

  Chen Jingrun was severely injured and would take a long time to recover, but outsiders didn't know. However, Fenglintu He knew, but he himself couldn't do anything about it because he was also seriously injured and wouldn't be able to recover for at least a year.

  The Heqian Village has been quite restless these days, many families have lost their chickens, and some families have lost things for no reason. At first, it was thought to be the work of thieves, but someone who got up in the middle of the night to use the toilet heard the sound of beasts howling and ghosts laughing, rising and falling. When they told others about it during the day, everyone acknowledged that it was the work of a fox spirit haunting them.

  They immediately went to the ancestral temple to pray, but for several days in a row, nothing changed. The villagers were worried, as in the past, such things would often be resolved by the ancestors' spirits appearing, but this time there was no movement at all, and it remained so even at night.

  Again, the elderly in the village went to ask for land, and the land god did not show his spirit, leaving the people of Heqian Village with a sense of helplessness. Many families had strange noises, everyone was frightened, children cried all night, and the elderly in the village were anxious, so they went to the river temple to ask the river god.

  There are many gods in the world, and countless spirits. If you don't seek them out, they won't interfere with human affairs; but if you do seek them out, there will be many who respond to your wishes.

  Chen Jing quietly sat in the Water Cloud Cave Heaven above the river's eye, using his spiritual power to nourish and refine his sword body.

  Suddenly, a mosquito-like voice came into his ears: "The River God is above, we are disturbed by ghosts and foxes, day and night, and cannot rest. I know this is not within the scope of the River God's duties, but I didn't mean to bother the River God, it's just that there's no other way, so I have to come and ask the River God to drive out the village's ghosts, demons, and fox spirits."

  As the sound rose, Chen Jing naturally conjured up the scene of the River God Temple in his mind. He saw an old man kneeling on the ground praying. He was puzzled in his heart, originally all things on earth were managed by the gods on earth, why did he come to him, the river god? In human words, it means worshiping the wrong god and entering the wrong temple.

  However, Chen Jing wouldn't ignore it. Although it wasn't his business, since he had entered the River God Temple, he would take care of it. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of clear spring water from the river's eye. A ball of clear spring water appeared in his palm. With both hands clasped together, a green light wrapped around them, and the clear spring water didn't disperse but instead transformed into a green talisman paper. Chen Jing used his finger as a brush to draw a map of the embroidered spring river domain on the green paper. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of spiritual energy, then with two fingers holding the green talisman, he waved it out and disappeared into the river waves.

  The old man in the River God Temple was the head of the Heqian Village, and when he barely got up, a green talisman floated down from the god statue, surrounded by a faint blue smoke. At first glance, it was a divine talisman of the immortal family. The chief was overjoyed, took the green talisman and knelt down again to worship.

  For the people of Heqian Village, Chen Jing, this river god is much more intimate than other gods, because Chen Jing was once salvaged by them, just like an official from their village.

  It was late at night, and the men, women, old and young of Heqian Village were all sleeping in their homes, but each one had their ears perked up listening to the movements outside. In recent days, the whole village of Heqian had been uneasy, not daring to go to quiet places during the day, and those who worked in the fields finished early.

  The starlight is dim and bewildering, the moon halo is yellow, and the shadow under the tree is faint.

  Several small foxes appeared in front of the village, frolicking with each other. Just as they were about to enter the river in front of the village, one of the mixed-fur foxes suddenly stood up on its hind legs, looking like a seven or eight year old child. The three white-furred foxes behind it stopped in their tracks and looked up together.

  Only a green symbol was seen on the village entrance, with a faint blue light flashing like starlight, and a river shadow in the middle of the symbol with surging water.

  "This is the River God's Spirit Symbol." One of the white foxes suddenly spoke in human language, and then another white fox next to it said: "This River God is so ignorant, the female ghost who enjoys incense in the ancestral hall of this village and the land god don't care about him, what does he have to do with anything?"

  "Maybe he doesn't know our Qingqiu's reputation, let's go in and have some fun, these people are really entertaining, they're all scared like that, hehe..."

  The white foxes pondered for a moment, and did not speak out against it, allowing the other three white foxes to jump and run inside. Just as they passed under the Qing symbol and entered the River Front Village, the Qing symbol suddenly shone brightly, transformed into a blue wave, and a large red shrimp emerged from the blue wave, as big as a horse, with two pincers holding a black wolf-tooth club and a spear engraved with "Haihun".

  "Which little kid doesn't recognize the River God's talisman?"

  "What does the River God count for? How dare he interfere with our Qingqiu's affairs!" one of the white foxes shouted.

  The big red shrimp's eyes rotated, and he thought to himself: "The River God said that this matter is suspicious. The Linggui in the temple in front of the river didn't take care of it, and the land didn't take care of it. It must be that the other party has a very powerful background. Looking at this little fox's weak magical powers, he can't even form an internal elixir, yet he can speak human language. Could he be a spiritual beast from the world? I don't know what Qingqiu is, nor is it one of the famous mountains and rivers in the world. How could this little fox have such a big tone? It's really suspicious."

  Although he was timid, he dared to think quickly and said: "During the day, the village chief of Heqian went to pray for the protection of the river god. My family's river god has received great kindness from Heqian Village and enjoys incense offerings, so it can't be ignored. My family's river god said that although the heavenly court is not here, the order is still here. If you want to have fun, you can go to Xiuchun Bay to play."

  Three white foxes said disdainfully: "What's fun about the human world in the river? Don't go, get out of the way. Who are you trying to scare with your big size?"

  The big red shrimp refused to give in, the white fox opposite was both threatening and scolding, but the big red shrimp still didn't give in. If it weren't for Chen Jing's warning not to take action lightly, he would have already made a move.

  Suddenly, three white foxes in his eyes ignited with a faint smoke, and then the bodies of the white foxes in his eyes suddenly became illusory, like the reflection of the moon on the water breaking apart due to ripples. As their bodies twisted and shattered, his thoughts also twisted and shattered, the heavens and earth turned upside down, and his intuition told him that something was wrong, and he heard a faint laughter in his ears: "Reversal... reversal..."

  "When...when..." That was the sound of Wolf Tooth Club and Sea Soul Spear falling to the ground, he knew it clearly in his heart, but his body had already fallen, and then he didn't know anything anymore.

  "Hehe... what a waste of internal elixir cultivation, even our little Qingqiu illusion technique can block it, hehe, that River God is probably useless too..."

  The obviously larger mixed fox did not make a sound, the three white foxes were about to rush towards the village road, the green symbol flashed again with blue waves, and the three white foxes stopped in their tracks, turned around and ran to the back of the mixed fox.

  One of the white foxes laughed and said: "I won't let a stupid shrimp get away!"

  "It's also quite fun to have a few more silly shrimps, hehe..."

  "Yes, yes, that embroidered spring bend river god is really fun, let's go play in the river tomorrow..."

  Three foxes smiled and said, without a hint of tension, their eyes as calm as nothing.

  Green lotus born smoke, smoke fantasy emerald waves, faintly heard a surging sound rising.

  A green shell floated out of the illusory waves, with thick smoke and mist. The shell was as big as a millstone, with lush green all over its body.

  "Huh, is it a shell or a shell with moss on it? Could this be the River God of Embroidered Spring Brook? Ah Mo, grab him, I want to take him back to Qing Qiu to play." A white fox said loudly. It seemed that Ah Mo was indeed the mixed-haired fox in front, but the mixed-haired fox didn't move at all, just staring tightly at the shell.

  "I'm not the River God, the River God said that if you don't leave, he'll eat you up." A childish voice came from within the shell.

  "How dare you eat us?" The white fox didn't believe it at all and continued to urge the mixed-haired fox to bring over the shell.

  The shell suddenly stopped speaking and disappeared without warning, the miscellaneous fox was startled, and like a human, drew a ghostly face-like symbol in the void. The ghost face flashed black light, and he disappeared with three white foxes.