Jiang Zhu knew about the refusal of the Baishui River God, so he was not surprised and nodded and said, "Okay, let them all enter the Hebo Palace."

When Qingyuan heard the words, he immediately responded and left the hall.

The gods had long felt that today's things were strange and were worried. They were just in the Hebo Mansion, and their spiritual consciousness was isolated from the outside world. The situation was unclear, so they did not dare to move rashly for a while.

Seeing Qingyuan return now, they immediately surrounded him again.

Qingyuan didn't say much, but just bowed and said, "Everyone doesn't have to say much, follow me into the Hebo Hall, everything will be clear."

The water gods followed closely into the hall and saw a middle-aged man in a crown robe sitting upright on the throne with deep eyes. He glanced at them and invisible pressure spread out, covering the entire hall.

"He Bo... Master He Bo is Master He Bo." Among these water gods, many of them were the old subordinates of the Water Lord back then, who were the first to recognize him and shouted in disbelief.

"He Bo? It's really a master." He heard his colleague shouting, and the river god shouted again.

"Master Shuijun, you are finally back..."

For a moment, there were noises in the entire hall, some excitement, some shock, some confusion and panic. Most of the confused and panic people were the water gods who were only enfeoffed by the Taoist court in the past 10 or 20 years, and they did not have a deep impression of He Bo. They had already instinctively realized something was wrong in their hearts, and secretly guessed what the sudden return of Dushui Shuijun was. "Okay, okay, I haven't seen each other for decades, can you still recognize me as He Bo?" Jiang Zhu stood up on the stage, put his hands behind his back, and said softly.

Although most of the demons are ignorant and stupid, these water monsters can become water gods and their intelligence is naturally not low. As soon as Dushui Shuijun spoke, the intelligent water god immediately knelt on the ground to worship: "The little god Jin Li pays homage to Lord He Bo"

This voice made the remaining water god react, and fell to the ground one after another, shouting: "Little God XX pays homage to Lord He Bo..."

After a moment, only three water gods were left in the hall, which seemed extremely abrupt.

"What, do you think I am not worthy of enjoying the Hebo God position?" Jiang Zhu's face suddenly turned cold, and the temperature in the hall dropped to freezing point.

"The little god Zhao Yunxin is the god of Huojiadu River in Jiangshihe River. The little god of Shuijun's reputation has naturally been heard. When the water of Dushui is more than enough, the destruction of the gods is only the destruction of the gods, and the Taoist temple must be decided by the Taoist temple. If the water Lord acts like this, I am afraid that no one will convince him..." Zhao Yunxin was originally raised in the Yuqing Dao Dao Palace, but by chance he opened his spiritual consciousness, he was appointed as the river god by the people in the Taoist temple. Now it has been more than ten years.

Because he was born in a Taoist temple, he was different from ordinary river gods. Now, when he saw Dushui Shuijun wanted to proclaim himself a river god, he immediately retorted.

In his opinion, if he has the support of the prefecture, the other party will definitely not dare to deal with him.

"Hahaha, okay, since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wish." Jiang Zhu smiled coldly and waved his robe suddenly downwards.

Zhao Yunxin was shocked and quickly turned around. A piece of water vapor above his head was freed, and the appearance of the River God Temple appeared faintly. However, before it had completely appeared, Jiang Zhu Dashen fell with a hand that fell until the black mist fell, like a huge rock of ten thousand kilograms, and immediately smashed the River God Temple.

Zhao Yunxin staggered and collapsed on the ground.

"Is this Shuijun worthy of the Hebo God position?" Jiang Zhu withdrew his big hand and asked again.

"The little god pays homage to Lord He Bo." The remaining two little gods were originally Zhao Yunxin. Seeing this, they hurriedly knelt down without hesitation. The heroes did not suffer any loss in front of them, and they still understood this principle.

"Where are you?" Jiang Zhu looked up again. If it weren't for urging the Baili Water of Dushui to use the power of many river gods, he would have killed this concubine to sacrifice the flag, so there would be no need for so much nonsense.

Zhao Yunxin only felt his brain hit hard, and it was so painful that he was buzzing. He was in a daze and the River God's edict was about to fly out of his body. He hurriedly shouted: "Gours to Lord He Bo...Gours to Lord He Bo

"Haha..." Seeing the other party surrender, Jiang Zhu laughed again.

"Meet Lord He Bo" Under Qingyuan's leadership, the gods of the river spoke again and knelt down.

Everyone had different feelings before, but now they had to make a vow to recognize Jiang Zhu as their main body. As soon as they spoke, the incense and thoughts on their heads surged and rushed straight into Jiang Zhu's body.

At this point, Jiang Zhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If the officials did not make a swearing in the divine way, they would have to go through a lot of trouble. However, just getting their worship is not the end. The Hebo Imperial Talisman in Jiang Zhu's body was broken in the war decades ago. Now, it must be reconciled with the general trend, so that it can be considered complete.

At this moment, he stood on the stage and glanced at the sight of the clouds in the hall, and all the little deity and luck were in his eyes.

All kinds of scenes are like the past.

Among these water gods, the old servant Qingyuan had the highest realm. Although the incense and thought power on his head was scarce, it was also covered with green luck, and there was a faint yellow in the middle. It was obvious that he was about to break through to the realm of ghost immortals, and was only half a step away from the true immortal. However, Qingyuan often practiced killing, and his luck was mixed with two parts of black resentment.

The second is the Yingsha River God, the white long tail, with the green air above the head, which is very extraordinary.

Most of the remaining gods have the realms of ghosts and immortals, and the realms are not much different.

Again, there are a few little gods in the human god realm, ignored.

"All get up." Jiang Zhu couldn't help but sigh after seeing it. He learned from the secret that the divine way was the master of this world in ancient times, and the immortal way was just a vassal. It was just a thousand years ago that the heavenly way changed drastically, and the emperor lost his throne, and the divine way declined from prosperity. The immortal way rose up, and a group of Taoists took the opportunity to cut down mountains and break the temples and knocked the gods from all directions down from the altar.

Later, some Taoists proposed the so-called "Grace Reward" to enfeoff the gods, forcibly divide the land of mountains and rivers, so that the incense of the gods could be dispersed, and no powerful gods would be produced.

The Shinto declined so much, and in a hundred years, it may become a tool for the Taoist temple.

Seeing that Mr. He was silent for a long time, Qingyuan had to whisper and reminded: "Mr. Shuijun"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhu woke up instantly and said loudly: "Now that Japan's Water Lord has reached the throne of Hebo, it is a great joy for my Shinto. I should have a banquet to entertain you all. But I'm Water Lord has worries in my heart, and this wedding banquet will be suppressed for the time being.

"I wonder what Mr. He Bo is worried about?" a subordinate immediately asked.

"The gods from all walks of life are in my water vein and sleep at night and work hard on wind and rain, and then they get worshipped by secular humans and provide some incense and spiritual power to enjoy. However, the Taoist slander is too much, and forced to seek incense and spiritual power to exploit it every day. It is really a pity that the gods will not be divine. After a hundred years, they will completely become enslaves Benhebo was resentful and wanted to raise troops to flood Wanshan Mansion. He forced the Taoist sect to let go with the lives of millions of people in the city. I wonder what everyone thought, which one objected?"
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