Chen Jing was devoid of thoughts and ideas, his mind a vast emptiness. Yet in his senses, a speck of blue starlight floated down from the sky, falling into the river, mountains, and being absorbed by grass, trees, fish, and insects. Above the River God Temple, it seemed as if something was pulling them, all flowing towards the temple, passing through the roof made of carp scales, merging into the statue of the River God.

  There was also spiritual energy emitted from the grass and trees, tiny green light spots floating up, being absorbed into the air above the River God Temple, merging with the River God statue.

  Whether it's a bit of blue star power or green grass spirit, they are all very pure and can be directly absorbed into the body to refine the flesh or directly merge into the dantian to become law power. However, these tiny light points will dissipate into white if not absorbed for a period of time, dispersing into the air, condensing into mountain fog, and clouds in the sky. To re-refine them into one's own law power, it takes a bit more time, but the advantage is that they are readily available everywhere, and can be absorbed at any time.

  However, Chen Jing's divine thoughts can now emerge from the statue and communicate with heaven and earth. When listening to the Tian Yao Hua Xing Pian, he felt that the statue was born with meridians, but it was just a feeling. The actual effect is only that his divine thoughts can communicate with heaven and earth. The dantian and meridians have not been felt yet.

  The mountains and rivers will absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and also disperse spiritual energy. The white water spirit from the entire Xiu Spring to the Evil Dragon Gorge rises up, all heading towards the River God Temple.

  As Chen Jing entered a state of emptiness, the outline of the entire river domain of Quan Chun Wan slowly reappeared in his mind. This river domain was not the symbolic River Shadow, but a real section of the river between heaven and earth. Everything within the river domain gradually became clear: fish, shrimp, water splashing, and living creatures all presented a vibrant feeling. The river domain sensed by Chen Jing's divine thoughts grew longer and longer, and even the turbulent slope and evil dragon gorge appeared in his mind. In just this brief moment, everything in the entire river domain was seen through by him. An old turtle hid in the stone cave under the waterfall in the evil dragon gorge; apart from that, there wasn't a single spiritual creature with opened wisdom. The large red shrimp and shellfish had all disappeared.

  He was puzzled in his heart, wondering how they had all disappeared. Then he thought to himself that during the five years he had been asleep, they must have spent their time like this, perhaps going upstream or downstream to play, and so he didn't think about it anymore. Every day, he absorbed the essence of the sun and moon and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the statue.

  He suddenly thought of his own sword, and with a quiet mind, he sensed that the sword at his waist was also absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but it was also sealed in the stone sword at the waist of the stone statue. He felt the dense spiritual energy within the sword, and the unknown butterfly was still there, and he secretly let out a sigh of relief. Absorbing the spiritual energy to refine the divine image, he was also refining the Misty Heaven Sword.

  It's been half a month since then, and the big red shrimp still hasn't returned, and the shell has disappeared without a trace. Previously, Chen Jing thought that after listening to "Tian Yao Hua Xing Pian", the shell had gained some insight and was hiding in a certain place for practice, but on that day, the big red shrimp said it was going to find the shell, but never came back. Since Chen Jing woke up, the big red shrimp has never been away from the River God Temple for less than a few days, even if he wanted to go somewhere, he would definitely tell Chen Jing.

  Something unexpected has happened, and there must be a source of trouble. But at this time, Chen Jing was helpless, his divine sense could only see the Xiu Spring Bend River Domain and the section to the Evil Dragon Gorge, other places were just a piece of darkness, and he couldn't see anything at all. He himself couldn't move, and his master sister Ye Qingxue had gone out and not returned, it was unknown whether she had returned to Qian Luo Mountain or was still on the road to Tian Yao Hua Xing Pian, he could only wait, waiting for everything unknown to come.

  The sunset's red glow spread across the sky like a thin veil, shining into the fish-bone threshold of the River God Temple, casting a faint reddish hue. From afar, the entire temple seemed to be shrouded in a layer of misty clouds, resembling an otherworldly palace.

  A blue-green weasel ran along the riverbank, its fox-like body able to defy the wind and run swiftly, appearing and disappearing in the wind at an extremely fast speed.

  Just as he was about to run past the River God Temple, he suddenly dashed into the temple.

  After the wind ape drilled into the temple, two hunters emerged from the mountain forest by the river bank. One held a bow made of cow horn, and the other held a three-pronged hunting fork with black blades that reflected a red glow, apparently stained with blood.

  They both chased along the riverbank, and when they reached the front of the River God Temple, they suddenly stopped, sniffed the air with their noses, looked at each other, and then entered the temple.

  When the wind fox entered the temple, Chen Jing secretly thought: "The trouble has arrived." He made up his mind to quietly observe the changes. In this world, there is no unprovoked good fortune and no unprovoked disaster.

  Two people entered the temple, but only took a glance at the temple and started searching everywhere, without any respect for the gods.

  The temple wasn't big, and the interior wasn't complicated either. In a short while, the two of them had turned the River God upside down. The big man holding the trident was searching around with his eyes wide open, muttering to himself, "Damn it, the aura is clearly within this temple, how can we not find it? Son of a bitch."

  "In front of the river god, curse a little less." The man holding the bow also furrowed his brow, thinking, and said casually.

  "Bird, I never believed in these gods and ghosts." The man holding the trident spoke nonchalantly without even glancing at the statue. The big man with the bow didn't respond, instead he circled around the temple again and said: "I heard from an old man that the gods in the temple can confuse people and hide things, maybe the wind fox was hidden by the river god."

  The big man holding the three-pronged fork immediately looked up at the River God statue and said, "Brother, you don't believe in this, do you? This is just a mud sculpture, it's all about deceiving ourselves, ordinary people's own tricks. If we believe in this, then we have to believe in the underworld, we have to believe in the eighteen layers of hell, then we will never be able to transcend."

  "Don't talk nonsense." The man with the bow shouted.

  The big man with the three-pronged fork lowered his head, seemingly not daring to confront the archer again. He looked up and gazed at the statue once more, suddenly noticing a flash of purple light on it, and exclaimed: "Big brother has treasure!"

  "Over there."

  "There, you see, isn't the purple hairpin horizontally inserted on the crown of that stone statue a treasure?"

  The man with the bow gazed at it for a moment, then exclaimed delightedly: "It's a treasure that dazzles the eyes, its style is ancient and simple, it's really something good, can sell for a good price."

  The big man with the three-pronged fork also said happily: "Those fools really gave it away, and even used such a treasure to decorate the mud statue. It's cheap for us." While talking, he wanted to climb up and pull it down, but somehow he couldn't quite reach it. Suddenly becoming angry, he said: "Big brother, move aside, I'll push this mud statue down." After finishing speaking, he made a gesture as if to use his shoulder to push.

  "Second brother, come slowly, don't push and break the hairpin."

  "Oh, okay, I'll climb up then. Big brother is watching at the door to see if anyone has come."

  But just as he finished speaking, a loud shout suddenly came from the entrance: "Ah, someone is going to smash the River God statue! Someone is going to steal things from the temple! Everyone come quickly, there are bandits..."

  A little girl with a crooked braid standing at the gate of the River God Temple, cupping her hands to shout loudly, her voice clear and crisp, sounding particularly loud in their ears.

  "What are you doing?" The bow-wielding Han cursed viciously, and rushed towards the little girl. But she was extremely quick-witted, turned around and ran straight towards the riverbank, shouting as she ran: "There's a bandit! A bandit is stealing things from the temple! The bandit wants to smash the statue..."

  With a bow, the big Han rushed out of the temple, but after chasing for a distance, he suddenly pulled his legs and ran towards the temple, not entering it, but shouting inside: "Go, go fast, someone is coming."

  "The big man inside 'it's all right...' had already climbed onto the back of the statue, his hand was about to grab the purple hairpin, how could he come down."

  "Hurry up, hurry up, come back next time."

  "It will be fine immediately."

  The man holding the bow stopped talking and ran away. The man inside with the trident had eyes only for the wooden hairpin, and just as he touched it, a group of people rushed in, each holding tools such as hoes, rakes, and oars. A man in his thirties with a black beard led the charge, wielding an iron bar and shouting loudly. The man with the trident was startled awake and jumped down, trying to grab the trident leaning against the statue. Just as he touched the handle, a strong gust of wind blew from behind, and an iron bar came crashing down towards his head. He quickly rolled on the ground and reached the corner of the wall, but before he could turn around, his head rang loudly, buzzing with pain, and everything went black as he fell to the ground.

  That bearded big man turned over the man who had fallen to the ground, and said with a light hum: "Isn't this Shen Erhu from the mountains? Haha, his wanted posters are still posted in the city, it's just right to take him to the official's place to collect the reward."

  More than a dozen people rushed into the temple, making it somewhat crowded. Several young men tied up Shen Erhu, and someone exclaimed in surprise: "What is Shen Erhu doing? Why did he climb onto the River God statue?"

  "Just now it seemed like he was going to pull out the hairpin of the god of the river." a young man said.

  "Combs, pulling out stone combs? That's something that is one with the stone statue. How can it possibly be pulled out?"

  "Yes, what's so good about stealing a stone hairpin..." someone chimed in.

  At this time, an older man looking at the River God statue said: "I heard that people with evil intentions entering the temple will produce hallucinations and reveal the evil in their hearts."

  They did not see the little white dragon hiding behind the crowd, blinking its lively eyes at them, and then looking at the hairpin on the statue.

  One by one, after leaving the temple, the little white dragon circled around the statue and returned to its front, looking at the statue and muttering to himself: "How could Uncle and Elder not see it? Is my heart evil?" He tilted his head and thought for a while, but didn't come up with any results. He walked towards the outside of the temple, still murmuring to himself: "Next time I meet that goddess who is even more beautiful than Wang Yuen's thousand gold, I'll ask her."

  The He Shen Temple immediately calmed down after the crowd left, the sunset fell, the sky gradually darkened, and the river fog drifted in, bringing moist river wind into the temple.

  The blue wind fox peeked out from behind the statue, cautiously looking outside, and after finding that there was no danger outside, it jumped down, prostrated itself on the ground in a human-like posture, kowtowed three times, turned around and ran towards the gate, merging into the boundless night.

  Chen Jing watched as the cyan wind fox disappeared, and thought to himself: "It's gone, will the heavenly calamity arrive?"

  On the opposite bank of the Xiāngchūnwān River, in a continuous mountain range, a black bear wearing a Taoist robe sat upright like a human being in a cave, with starlight shining through the hole above and sprinkling on its body, merging into its fur.

  Suddenly, someone in the cave shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

  The black bear opened its eyes, and there was a flash of blue light in them. Then it spoke in human language: "Come in."

  A mountain goblin walked in like a human, wearing clothes, and said from a distance: "Your Majesty, I heard from the Huai Mei of White Hair Ridge that Ye Qingxue is trapped in the Luoxian Formation."

  "Really?" The black bear's eyes shone with a fierce light.

  "It's absolutely true, I've been stuck for thirteen days already."

  The black bear immediately stood up, turned around for a while, and suddenly said: "Let's go take a look at what's going on with the River God of Quixian Bend."

  As soon as the words fell, a gust of evil wind suddenly appeared out of thin air, flying sand and rocks, and wherever the evil wind passed, trees were wildly shaken by the wind, and like waves, they parted to reveal a path.

  On the top of a mountain directly opposite the River God Temple, black bears and macaques stood there like humans, except for their shape not being human, they were exactly like people everywhere else, especially in their eyes.

  "The River God of Qu Spring is still there."

  "He's still in there." The mountain goblin replied, "It's said that he was already on the verge of his soul dispersing, but was sealed within the statue by Ye Qingxue. He only recently woke up. Ye Qingxue used the 'Heavenly Demon Transformation Chapter' to help him transform again and recover his divine powers."

  "Has he recovered?"

  "I don't know, this evening two hunters are going to destroy the idol, they are villagers who drove away one and caught another."

  "This doesn't necessarily mean that his magical powers haven't recovered. Ye Qingxue's purple wooden hairpin has the effect of calming the mind and clarifying the heart, and can even draw in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is said that she owes her current high level of cultivation to this purple wooden hairpin, whether or not it's true. A treasure is better off in one's own hands than in someone else's, and there are definitely others who want it besides us."

  "The Emperor thought..."

  "Wait."

  Only three days after Hei Xiong Jing said this, a swirling black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above E'gui Gorge, rotating slowly like a millstone, getting bigger and bigger. In just a moment, it turned into an overcast sky that blocked out the sun.

  Always sitting on the mountain top, looking at the river opposite, looking at the black bear spirit of the River God Temple, looking at the swirling black clouds, shocked in his heart.

  "In this evil dragon gorge, there is actually such a big demon, it's going to cross the thunder tribulation and transform." The black bear spirit looked at the dark cloud and said.

  However, Chen Jing was even more shocked than this black bear spirit.

  The clouds in the sky grew thicker, and in just a moment, the area within a hundred miles was already dark and windy. The electric flowers flashed in the clouds, the black clouds surged like waves, pressing inward, growing thicker, and that majestic power of heaven and earth also grew more intense.

  The black bear gathered its breath and flew far away, as if afraid of startling the dark clouds in the sky.

  Finally, the clouds seemed to have accumulated enough power, and a shocking ray of lightning pierced through the dark sky, under which the world was quiet. The river domain from Evil Dragon Gorge to Embroidered Spring Bend and the River God were crystal clear under the lightning, which seemed to carry a hint of blood red color, silently piercing into the waters of Evil Dragon Gorge.

  "Rumble..." The thunder shook the houses in Heqian Village, and when the thunder sounded, the lightning had already disappeared, plunging the world back into darkness. In the darkness, it was hard to see what that bolt of lightning, carrying an aura of boundless destruction, had struck.

  It's hard to imagine that under such a thunderstorm, even a mountain would be reduced to dust, and the riverbed might collapse.

  It was another oppressive darkness, and in the darkness, there seemed to be a pair of cold eyes staring at the evil dragon gorge.

  Stillness, as if everything has passed, and all is calm again.

  Suddenly, a loud "crack" tore through the sky.

  A white lightning bolt with a hint of red shattered the darkness, descending from the ninth heaven and striking directly into the heart of the evil dragon's lair.

  The waves fly hundreds of feet, and the waterfall cuts off its flow.

  In the flash of lightning, a layer of fish with white bellies could be clearly seen floating on the surface of the river in the Awu Dragon Gorge, drifting downstream.

  The evil dragon bay was struck out of a huge whirlpool, and in the whirlpool, a black stone could be vaguely seen lying there.

  After the thunder and lightning disappeared, darkness came again, flooding the Wicked Dragon Gorge, Chaotic Slope, Embroidered Spring Bay, and River God Temple.

  The third thunderbolt struck down, and a mysterious black boulder suddenly appeared on the surface of the Wicked Dragon Gorge River, where it was hit directly by the lightning.

  In this area, the wind and rain are raging with flashes of lightning, but in the distance, it is calm and peaceful. Ordinary people only know that it is raining heavily there and will think that the sky is strange, but at such a short distance, there can be two kinds of weather. However, those who cultivate in the spiritual realm all know that this is a demon crossing the tribulation, and what's more, it's a great tribulation.

  The thunder rumbles on, each clap more complex than the last, yet each one more urgent than the one before.

  A black bear stood still in a Taoist robe on the mountain top outside the Cloudy Cliff, with a flash of blue light in his eyes, staring intently at the Evil Dragon Gorge. Suddenly he sighed and said: "With such magical powers, this time it's likely to fall too. Since my demon tribe's Heavenly Emperor fell, the Little Boy of the Vast Heaven rebuilt the heavenly court and laid down thunderbolts between heaven and earth, making it difficult for any demon to transform again."

  It was already the fifth heavenly tribulation between his words.