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The last rays of the setting sun are hidden in the north of the mountain, birds chirp without a trace, insects and beasts roar low, and the trees swaying in the wind open their teeth and dance their claws. The

three people slept deeply in the Canglan Pavilion, and the gods finally fell asleep. There was a

white fog around, and he couldn’t see anything clearly, and Zhou Bai was surprised to find that the three of them appeared together, which was actually connected in a dream.

I don’t know who is the main one, Zhou Bai subconsciously manipulates the dream, he knows that he is dreaming, that is lucid dreaming.

Scatter!

This is Zhou Bai wants the white fog to disperse, and in the next second, the thick white fog actually disperses part of it.

The dream master can do what he wants to do in his dream.

They are still in the Canglan Pavilion, but outside the pavilion it doesn’t seem like Zhou Bai knows where he is.

At this moment, a golden light floated in the distance. Zhou Bai

had a clear understanding and bowed his hand: “Pingcang Zhou Bai, I have seen the honorable driver.”

The golden light turned into an illusory figure, but it did not show its appearance, or Zhou Bai could not see through.

“Wu Nai Ting Mountain God, little one, you are very interesting, and you actually make me feel kind.”

“Little students have always worshiped God and are keen on the joy of mountains and rivers.” Zhou Bai was neither humble nor arrogant.

The Golden Light Mountain God took a deep look at Zhou Bai, turned his head and walked around, reciting in the pavilion the wave of sand that had just been burned to him.

“Toast the wine to the east wind, and calmly together… This year’s flower is better than last year’s red. It’s a pity that next year it will be better to spend, do you know who to be with?

“Good words, indeed good words, otherwise they wouldn’t wake me up.” I’m just a little curious, you’re not old, why are you so worried.

Zhou Bai raised his head, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately recovered his clarity and explained softly: “This song is made with feelings, standing in the Canglan Pavilion, I feel an inexplicable sense of sadness and unwillingness.”

“How? If I’m not mistaken, you haven’t yet stepped into the path and you can actually detect the mood swings of the gods. The mountain god was a little surprised, but in front of Zhou Bai, a mortal, he was very calm, and did not taboo himself from being seen into emotions.

Zhou Bai was stunned, quite a sudden realization, and sighed: “There is empathy between mountains and rivers, is the story of Tingshan and Canglan River true?!”

“In the past hundred years, apart from Qi Wu, you are the second mortal who let me appear.”

“I don’t care what book you see the story of me and Canglan from, but your song really exhausted my heart, I don’t know if thousands of years ago, or tens of thousands of years ago, I gave birth to sanity at the same time as her and depended on each other.”

“He is the god of water, and I am the god of the mountains…”

Gradually, the god of Tingshan Mountain, whose face was shrouded in golden light, became the narrator, and Zhou Bai became a patient listener.

They sat opposite each other, a god and a mortal like old friends. The mountain god

didn’t feel anything, but Zhou Bai was cold in his heart, the pressure was too great, he separated a trace of his mind and opened the Qi Luck Heavenly Book, and the state bar favored by the mountain god was shining slightly. I

don’t know how long I spent in this dream, combined with the memories of my previous life, Zhou Bai finally figured out the origin from the story of the Tingshan Mountain God.

In the previous life, the great calamity came, and the county towns around Bei’an County were lost one after another, and they were once attacked and killed by the enemy near the county capital.

Of course, Tingshan also suffered a disaster, and this mountain god stood up to protect the creatures who fled into the mountain, and fought the foreign gods several times.

In the end, although the gods fell here, it was also considered to have bought enough time for Bei’an County to prepare its defenses.

Therefore, the god of Tingshan Mountain was decreed by the imperial court to seal the soul, hoping to summon the soul with humane incense, and its story was dug up by posterity and widely praised.

No one expected that this god who turned the tide was actually an infatuated god.

He and the Canglan Water God are both innate gods, a high mountain and a big river, powerful and undisturbed, living like a fairy couple.

But no matter how powerful the force is, it can’t withstand the changes of time, the mountain is still that high mountain, but the Canglan River is gradually shrinking due to the flow of water vapor in the world. It must be known that the Ningjiang River is the

Dingzhou River, and the original Canglan River is the main branch of the Ningjiang River, which can feed countless creatures.

When one day in the distant years, after the Canglan River and the Ningjiang River were cut off, the flow of water has been decreasing, and now He has become a stream.

And this stream may not be maintained, and now it is all protected by the Tingshan mountain god, but this is only a forced continuation.

Maybe in more than ten years, or maybe a year or two, this “Canglan Stream” will disappear to the surface, and the sleeping soul will also completely fall.

For the mountain god, the Canglan Water God is both a companion and a confidant, and now he is facing the parting of life and death, which is naturally extremely sad and has accumulated endless worries. With the help of the

“prophet” message, Zhou Bai wrote the Lang Taosha in the poetry club, which just relieved the feelings of the mountain gods.

At this moment, the fog outside the Cangchen Pavilion suddenly shook, and the mountain god frowned, waving his hand to smooth out the turmoil.

However, it was obvious that his conversation was exhausted, and he said to Zhou Bai: “I haven’t talked to outsiders for a long time, so I’m tired of you listening to some broken words.” Well, it’s not early, I should give you the benefits you deserve.

“Benefits?” Zhou Bai was puzzled.

“Well, I have an agreement with the ancestor of this kid that as long as I offer a poem that appeals to my appetite, this god will appear and give grace.” The mountain god pointed to Qi Huadao, who fell unconscious on the side.

“Let me see, what do you need, huh? A

pair of golden eyes scanned back and forth at Zhou Bai, and Zhou Bai only felt that his body was seen through, but when it came to the soul and the secrets in his mind, he seemed to be covered and protected.

“Strange, mortals, you have secrets in you, haha, that’s it, I’m not those greedy juniors in the city.”

“Your face is mean, the image of a short life has appeared, in the final analysis, it should be the decline of luck, although I can’t see the cause of the decay, but there is also a way to save you.” Speaking of which, a drop of water

appeared on the flat palm of the mountain god, and at first glance it was really just a drop of ordinary water.

However, when Zhou Bai was signaled to come forward and look, Zhou Bai saw a foreign object in the water droplet, which seemed to be a golden-red carp swimming inside.

“God, this is?” Zhou Bai asked suspiciously.

In his previous life memory, he knew that there were resources to increase qi luck, but he didn’t know what it was.

“The water vein dragon qi intercepted by Canglan can also be called the dragon soul essence, and if ordinary people get it, they can change their lives.” The mountain god looked at the water droplet, as if remembering the past, and said abruptly.

Zhou Bai was shocked: “If the dragon hunting point circulating in the Daomen can point out the hidden dragon?” But that’s the Earth Dragon. The

mountain god replied: “That’s right, after receiving my water vein dragon soul, I can turn my mortal life into the life of the latent dragon, but I can see the nine or five great positions, and in the process of fighting for the dragon, the luck will naturally change.”

“I’m afraid it’s ten dead and lifeless.” Zhou Bai naturally did not only see the benefits, but said extremely calmly.

“With your current foundation, it’s about the same, but don’t say this, a glimmer of life, do you want it or not.”

“Of course!”

“If there are conditions, if you really become a foundation, you need to use the power of the Lord of Man to call on all the people to open the river and reactivate the vicissitudes of the water.”