Looking under the water, you can see the vast army of aquatics swimming rapidly at the bottom of the Dushui River, which is more than ten meters deep, running towards Wanshan Prefecture City.

After walking nearly thirty miles away, the bottom of the river suddenly collapsed, forming a huge depression. The middle-aged man looked around and saw that there were bumpy river stones in front of him. There were countless dark caves in the middle of these river stones, the large ones were as thick as millstones, and the small ones were as small as washbasins. These caves were the usual residences of the water monsters, but today, there was no one in the cave to welcome him.

Along the way, he kept sighing until he passed through the rocky area, and the front suddenly became bright and a palace appeared in front of him.

A wooden plaque stands on the lintel of the palace with six big words "Dushui Hebo Mansion" written on it.

There was a layer of water wall outside the palace, which suddenly looked like half a huge bubble. The middle-aged man jumped off the giant turtle, turned his head and ordered: "The transformed aquariums will come in with me, and the rest will be dispersed."

After saying that, Dushui Shuijun stepped into the bubble and looked at everything in the palace carefully.

Due to the obstruction of bubbles, the inside is automatically isolated into a world. The ground is flat and paved with bluestones. Rockery stones are scattered on both sides of the road. Pools are also opened in many places, with coral algae growing inside, and koi swimming around it. Looking up at the water mansion, the river water above is flowing, which is beautiful.

When he entered the water palace, the middle-aged man did not say anything. Influenced by him, the water demon behind him also set his footsteps slightly.

It took him a long time to raise his head, look at the rolling water above, and gritted his teeth and said, "The noses of the cattle in the Taoist temple brought me down from the throne, causing Benshuijun to hide in the east and hide in the world for decades. What owed me will eventually be repaid. Now that Benshuijun is back, he will flood the city at the time of the rising tide of the water, and regain the throne of the gods to avenge his revenge."

After saying that, he stepped into the hall and sat upright on the golden throne.

He was Bojiangzhu, Dushuihe, decades ago. He was sent by the Taoist court to watch, fell from his throne, and fled in panic. Today, he is back

Jiang Zhu touched the carvings of the throne with both hands, as if recalling the grand scene of the Water Mansion. After a long time, he sighed again and asked the old minister standing below: "Qingyuan, what have been the changes in the waters of the Wanshan Prefecture section of the Dushui River in recent years?"

"Report to Master Shuijun, the Taoist cemetery has been conquering the river gods in various waters over the years. If you don't follow me, you will be killed and down to the throne. Although the young people have resentment, their divine power is low, and there is no one leading the leader, so they dare not speak out. Now that Master Shuijun returns, as long as he gives up his banner, he believes that all the water gods will follow and raise an army to attack the Taoist cemetery."

"Okay, in a few days, you will send sailors to come and invite them to discuss the Hebo clergy. If you dare not come, kill them. Remember not to reveal that I am back."

"This... Although I haven't occupied a priesthood in recent years, I still have a little bit of a sage. I believe that after I give the invitation, the river gods in the nearby waters will come. But the Baishui River area is a little troublesome?" Qingyuan hesitated and answered.

"What's the trouble?" Dushui Shui Jun asked with a frown.

"Reported to Master, the Baishui River was originally occupied by six river gods. Last year, an incident occurred. The river god Zhu Polong in Qingshan Town was killed by someone. The river god's decree fell into the hands of a demon clan named Xiaoqian. Xiaoqian was very good at using some tricks. In just a few months, he drove away the remaining river gods of Baishui River and unified the entire Baishui River. I once secretly went to the Qingshan Town River Temple to see the incense above the temple. The incense is strong and I have reached the realm of ghosts and gods. It is not something that ordinary gods can possess..."

"Oh? It takes a few months to reach the realm of ghosts and gods. How is it possible? Did you read it wrong?" Jiang Zhu shouted in surprise on the throne. Most gods have just ascended the throne and can transform the incense mind power into red within half a year. As for the lucky luck of blue so quickly, there are very few, and it can be said that there are only one in thousands.

Unless this god is born with great luck, he may be protected by humanity.

"Master, I didn't believe it when I heard from my subordinates' reports. I went to check it out and found that it was indeed the case. Then the young man asked the people who visited the worshippers carefully and learned that after the Baishui River God ascended the clergy last year, he had asked them to plant a kind of food called the River God melon. The river God melon yield was extremely high, which made the people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait believe in the River God."

"What is the river god melon?" Dushui Shuijun asked again. It was hard for him to imagine what kind of food it would make the people so convinced and willing to contribute their incense.

"Master, I have paid for a few of this item and kept it in the water mansion, so that the servants can send it to you to see."

Qingyuan turned his head and ordered, and the sailor immediately left. When he returned, the sailor held a white jade plate in his hand and a reddish-brown object was placed in the middle.

"Is this what you call the River God Melon?" Dushui Shuijun held a sweet potato in his hand and looked over and over, but did not see anything unique.

In a word, it's not amazing.

"The master doesn't know that this thing seems ordinary, but in fact the yield is extremely high, and the yield per mu can reach ten stones."

"How much?" Dushui Shuijun screamed again. When he occupied the Hebo clergyman's throne, many people prayed for good weather every year, so they also knew about the grain output of farmers' one acre of land. It was already amazing to know that fertile land yielded two stones per mu.

How is Ten Stones possible?

"Master, it's really ten stones. If it weren't for such a high yield, the Baishui River God wouldn't have condensed so much incense power."

After confirming it again and again, Dushui Shuijun exclaimed: "It's a pity that I didn't know about this thing before and could not be used by me. If there was such thing back then, I would be able to break through the realm of the earth god in one fell swoop. How could I be cast by the Taoist cemetery? Damn it."

Recalling his energy to escape in panic, Jiang Zhu slapped heavily on the throne, showing a resentful expression on his face.

This time I came back, I wanted to take revenge. Not only the Taoist temple, but also more than one million mortals in Wanshan Mansion, I also wanted to be buried with them together. Let them know what the end would be to let me down.

Jiang Zhu was besieged by several Taoist priests. At the last moment, his divine power was exhausted. He originally planned to use the incense and thought power provided by millions of people in the city to kill the Taoist priests.

Jiang Zhu thought that after he occupied the position of Hebo, he worked diligently and ensured good weather on both sides of the strait for more than ten years. At this time, he shouted out the Hebo Temple and the people in the city naturally echoed each other.

But I heard that there were very few people who answered three times.

Jiang Zhu was unable to maintain his divine power and eventually fell into trouble. If he hadn't realized that something was wrong, he would have been killed by those Taoists.

However, it is a blessing to have a loss of horses. Although Jiang Zhu lost the position of Hebo, he got another opportunity.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have returned to Wanshan Mansion to take revenge.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhu sneered a few sneers: "Let's go, follow Benshuijun to check outside Wanshan Mansion."

"Master, you must not." Hearing this, Qingyuan hurriedly dissuaded: "Our aquarium attack on Wanshan Mansion must be unexpected. If the master goes there this time, if the Taoist invasion knows that he is prepared, it will be a bad idea."

"Haha, Qingyuan, I see you are so confused that you don't even know the big things about to happen in Wanshan Mansion." Jiang Zhu rarely laughed.

"What is the big thing... Master?" Qingyuan didn't understand the meaning.

"Of course it's Wanshan Mansion to try." Although Jiang Zhu has lost the position of Hebo for decades, he still remembers the annual event of Wanshan Mansion.

When he said this, Qingyuan was even more confused. He really didn't know what the imperial examinations of ordinary people had to do with what they planned.

"Whenever arriving at the prefecture examination, candidates from several counties gather in the prefecture. These candidates were selected from hundreds of students. They all had Confucianism and were protected by humanity. If a single candidate was not conspicuous, but hundreds of people gathered together, united in unity and were extremely literary. Not to mention that the gods need to be avoided, even the Taoist Dharma was suppressed. When we go now, those bulls will definitely not be able to find the noses..."

"So that's it." Qingyuan nodded and no longer stopped.

Although Jiang Zhu was full of confidence, he was afraid of disturbing Wushan Temple in his heart, so he did not let the sailors follow him, and only took Qingyuan along the waterway.

When they reached the intersection of Dushui and Bishui River, the two turned around and went ashore and stood not far from Wanshan Prefecture City to look.

I saw the three colors of red, green and yellow in the void in the distance, constantly swelling, completely covering the entire mansion. After a closer look, Dushui Shuijun showed joy on his face: "It's really God helping me."

"Master, what's wrong?" Qingyuan asked hurriedly.

"Haha, when I was in power, the Wanshan Prefecture City was in great fortune, and all evil spirits and demons had to avoid it. Now it seems that although the luck is good, it is mixed and impure, and the evil spirits account for 20%. Obviously, the Taoist temple has been doing things against each other over the years and has accumulated a lot of resentment.

Looking at the literary spirit of the mansion, although it is so arrogant, it is completely incomparable to decades ago. Whenever I arrived at the mansion for examination, even the mansion was suppressed by the literary spirit and had to withdraw from the city to avoid his sharp edge. Now, looking at the incense and thoughts in the City God Temple, it is obvious that the city god here has not left."

Tonight is destined to be an uneasy night. When Dushui Shuijun checked the fortune of Wanshan Mansion, the two Taoists of Wushanguan also stood in the hall with a serious expression on their faces. The older Taoist was using the turtle shell in his hand and stopped moving for a long time.

"Senior brother, can there be any results?" asked the young Taoist.

The old Taoist shook his head in disappointment, with a sad look on his face: "I have calculated five times these days, and each time the result is a bad omen. It seems that someone is not good for the Taoist sect, but it is unclear when it is carefully investigated. Wanshan Mansion is about to try it, and at this time the literary spirit is full of energy. If I had not been subject to great restrictions on the secret method of blood sacrifice, I would have to check it clearly. Otherwise, I would be uneasy."

"Can something big happen during this palace examination?" the young Taoist speculated.

"It's hard to say, it's possible. Tomorrow you send someone to send a message to the government and let them not make any mistakes." The old Taoist said. Somehow, he felt that the cloud in his heart became stronger and stronger. After thinking about it, he said, "In addition, if you send a message to the master and ask them to send some Taoist soldiers to Wushan Temple to help me, I always feel that something big is going to happen recently."

"Senior brother, do you need this?" the young Taoist hesitated, "No big thing happened, the master will not send Taoist soldiers down."

"Just send messages, and say whether you succeed or not."
Chapter completed!