The water flooded Wanshan Mansion... The water gods showed shock on their faces when they heard it.

"Master He Bo, you... are you going to launch a flood to flood Wanshan Prefecture?" After a moment of contemplation, a brave water god asked tremblingly.

"That's right" Dushui Shuijun nodded.

Now the gods of the rivers knew that they had heard it wrong before, and many thoughts came out in their minds: Where did the incense power of the Shuijun go crazy and Shinto come from? They know best that it is worshipped by the people on earth.

A single human looks like a humble reptile, and the gods can knead it at will. However, once they gather together, they have to avoid their sharp edge.

In order to obtain the power of incense, these water gods have done a lot of things to punish the people. But none of them dare to flood tens of thousands of people.

The reason is very simple, no one is willing to bear human resentment.

There are millions of mortals in Wanshan Prefecture City. If the city is flooded, I don’t know how many mortals will die. Even if there is incense and thoughts, the overwhelming resentment and karma will be enough for them to be scattered.

Even the original old Hebo subordinates dared not agree.

"Mr. Ben Shui Jun knows that what you think is nothing more than fear of humanity and resentment and karma." Jiang Zhu knew the thoughts of his subordinates and smiled faintly: "This time, there is no need to urge the water waves to break the city, just provide divine power. In the matter of breaking the city, Ben Shui Jun has other means.

When the karma fell, Benshui Jun was alone in carrying the overwhelming burden. How about it, can anyone object?”

After saying that, Jiang Zhu's smile turned cold. He felt more deeply about human resentment than his subordinates, but he actually had no worries. But this thought would not be expressed to everyone.

No one is a fool if he can become a god. Judging from his posture, Shui Jun obviously wants to kill someone to establish his authority, so who would object?

As long as you are not affected by resentment, water floods Wanshan Mansion and threatens the Taoist temple, it is worth a try. In recent years, the Taoist temple has too much power to seek incense, and the water gods have long been overwhelmed and hatred has arisen in their hearts.

It was precisely because Jiang Zhu was interested in this and appointed the plan.

"But according to Hebo's instructions, we little gods are willing to follow Hebo to attack the Taoist temple." The water god stepped forward and spoke.

With the first one, the officials behind him naturally followed: "We little gods are willing to follow Hebo to attack the Taoist courtyard

"Haha..." Jiang Zhu laughed loudly, buzzing the entire hall, "You will not let down Benshuijun, and Benshuijun will not be stingy with rewards afterwards. As long as the killing of the Taoist temple is successful this time, Benshuijun will be recognized by humanity and will regain the position of Hebo. In the future, I will only have 10% of the incense and will never get more. Now, please sign a Shinto contract with me."

Jiang Zhu is now recognized by the gods and is already considered to be Hebo, Duan of Wanshan Prefecture, but his Hebo has no divine decree, no divine decree, no human recognition. Therefore, he can only be regarded as an evil god, and he cannot mobilize the spiritual power of mountains, rivers and water veins at all.

Nowadays, all the coercion and inducement are based on one's own strength.

Jiang Zhu wants to regain the throne of Hebo, and there is only the latter option for the above three ways. That is, to use the general trend of humanity and become a god in one battle.

The contract is condensed by the power of incense and is similar to the contract of the people in the world, but it has a soul mark. It has thousands of words spread out, and it describes in detail that the Taoist temple oppressed the Shinto. Now the gods can't bear it anymore and just wait for the troops to resist.

This is great righteousness, and the master is famous.

On Earth, the ancients fought and attacked each other. The famous army was straightforward, and the unknown army was grim. Therefore, those who came out would carry out some so-called "swearing-offs" that were mobilized before the war. For example, when Yuan Shao of the Three Kingdoms attacked Cao Cao, Chen Lin wrote "Expression to Yuzhou for Yuan Shao". The article started from Cao Cao's grandfather and cursed Cao Cao himself, defaming him as the first "greedy, cruel, cruel, and unjust minister" in ancient and modern times.

During the Wuzhou period of the early Tang Dynasty, Xu Jingye rebelled, and Luo Binwang wrote the "Edict on the Counterattack of Wu".

Even when the traitor Wu Sangui launched a rebellion, he should pay attention to his reputation and make a name for himself, and he would carefully prepare a manifesto to attack the Qing court.

In this world where immortals and gods coexist, it is more important to be famous in the master, which is related to whether humanity is recognized later.

When the contract was passed down, the river god immediately sacrificed the imperial decree in his body, leaving his own soul mark on it.

In a moment, all the gods had left their soul marks, and even Zhao Yunxin, the god of Huojiadu River in Jiangshihe, was no exception. When the contract was sent back to Jiang Zhu, he laughed and said, "Today's affairs depend on you. If you have help from you, you will be able to come out of the hall. Now, follow me out of the hall, summon all the sailors to attack Wushan Temple together."

The contract on earth can still be violated, but the Shinto cannot do it, and the binding force is greater. Once it is violated, it will be punished by God. Therefore, with this Shinto contract, Jiang Zhu completely relieved and was not afraid of them repent.

When a group of river gods received the order, they immediately sent a message with the imperial edict and summoned their subordinates to gather here.

There were twenty-one water veins in the Wanshan Prefecture section of Dushui, and more than forty river gods. The sailors under these river gods were at least dozens and hundreds of. They received a message and gathered in the Dushui River.

In just two hours, thousands of water monsters were condensed outside the Dushui River Mansion.

Chang Jin sent Wang Qinian away and returned to Green Willow Villa in a rainy weather. "In the yellow plum season, every family rains, and the grass and ponds are everywhere." Although Wanshan Mansion is not counted as the south of the Yangtze River, there are still continuous rainy weather in April and May every year. For some reason, Chang Jin always feels that the rainy days are coming this year.

When Huangfu Yuanwai saw him return, he immediately stepped forward to congratulate him. Chang Jin made some concessions. After the little foxes dispersed, he asked in a deep voice: "Huangfu Yuanwai, have you ever felt something abnormal recently?"

"Exception?" Huangfu Nanshan showed a confused expression on his face, not knowing what the other party meant.

"There is no best" Chang Jin sighed secretly. I hope he is too careful.

After dinner, he told the group of little foxes a casual story. Chang Jin sent them out and then sat alone under the lamp.

It was windy and rainy outside the window, and before I knew it, it was already ten minutes late at night. Chang Jin was still sleepless, so he turned off the lights, sat cross-legged on the bed and breathed, and practiced the "Twelve-story Tower Visualization Sutra".

After about half a cup of tea, he was shocked, suddenly opened his eyes, and woke up from the meditation. Then he quickly walked out of the door and stood in the heavy rain and looked towards Dushui.

After passing through the layers of rain, a thick black air in the night sky, exuding a bitter pressure, rushed straight into the sky. The black air became thicker and thicker, initially as thick as a bucket. In the blink of an eye, it looked like a black dragon, spreading towards Wanshan Mansion.

"This is the blood energy of the gods killing... how could it be so strong?" Chang Jin was stunned. There was a Taoist temple in Wanshan Mansion. Which gods were so bold that they dared to kill in Wanshan Mansion.

Not only did Chang Jin unable to sleep tonight, the two Taoist priests in Wushan Temple also did not fall asleep, but sat in the hall with an oil lamp.

Seeing that it was not too early, Xuantan put down the chess piece in his hand and said, "Senior Brother, Dalong has been captured by me, you lost this game."

"Oh," Xuanming looked at the chess game and nodded, "I did lose."

"Senior brother, you are not on the chessboard. No accident happened tonight, we can go back to the room to rest." As he said that, Xuantan began to pack up the chess pieces.

"I hope there is nothing to do tonight." Xuan Ming stood up and stood up, subconsciously walked to the window and looked at the rain outside the hall. Everything was as usual. When he was about to turn around, he was stunned. He saw large groups of black clouds break through the wind and rain, and the target was Wanshan Mansion City.

"Senior Brother, is something happening?" Seeing this, Xuan Tan hurriedly got up and walked to the front of the hall, staring at the distance.

Within a few breaths, the strong black clouds enveloped Wanshan Mansion City. It was like a huge pot lid, pressing down hard.

The originally dark night sky became even more viscous, and even the sound of heavy rain began to stop. The heavy pressure made people almost breathless.

There was a harsh sound. But several silver snakes penetrated into the black cloud, as if they wanted to tear it apart and break free.

Taking the thunder as the starting point, a red and green air pillar suddenly flashed above Wanshan Mansion, which was connected to the silver snake in the black clouds, illuminating the entire night sky.

This is when human luck feels dangerous and instinct is fighting.

But the next moment, lightning disappeared and the night sky was swallowed up by endless darkness.

"What's going on in the Killing Dao?" Sensing the strong murderous intent in the black clouds, Xuan Ming even had a hint of fear on his face. The boundless black fog was really shocking. Not only were they surprised, but the immortals, gods and ghosts in Wanshan Mansion also noticed something was wrong and looked up at the night sky.

After a moment, Xuanming had recovered from his shock: "Junior brother, please send a message to the master sect, saying that there are gods attacking Wanshan Prefecture City, and they will send Taoist soldiers to suppress the formation quickly. He also notified Senior Brother Xuandong. I went to Wanshan Prefecture and ordered the prefect to order the soldiers to defend the city." "Yes" Xuantan also understood that the matter was urgent, nodded, hurriedly took out a piece of yellow paper, and then bit his finger, quickly drew a talisman on the yellow paper, folded it into a paper crane and sent it out.

The rain became heavier, and the entire Dushui River was foggy. Apart from a few fishing fires that were flashing, there were no other traces.

At this moment, the bottom of the water was extremely messy, and during this period, water monsters kept coming, and the number quickly exceeded 3,000.

When all the water gods saw their subordinates coming, they hurriedly organized the military formation.

After a moment, Qingyuan reported to Dushui Shuijun on the high platform: "Your Madam Shuijun, my three thousand soldiers of Shinto have already lined up. Just wait for the master to give orders to raise an army to attack the Taoist temple."

"Okay, everyone wait a moment, I have an old friend coming to help." Jiang Zhu nodded, and before he could finish his words, he heard a huge voice passing through the surging river and reaching everyone's ears.

"Brother Jiang, I'll come too"

During a few breaths, a two-foot man wearing black armor and holding an axe came to break through the water.

"This is my old friend, Black Mountain Demon King, who commands more than 800 hills. This time, this time, the demon king will also help."

Monster King?

Knowing the origin of the Han Dynasty, many water gods showed joy on their faces. The waters under their jurisdiction were close to the mountains, so they naturally heard the name of the Black Mountain Demon King.
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