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  Since the day Jing Xing slaughtered those people at Kunlun, several days have passed. This time he killed many people, including gods from unknown origins and disciples of various sects, but no one came to avenge their deaths. The days in Jinghe were as calm as the waves of the river, without anything special happening. It was as if nothing had happened at all, but this calmness was precisely what made Jinghe different.

  The scene of numerous spirits sitting in front of the River God Temple listening to the Tao has disappeared, and only the sound of river waves hitting the shore remains.

  The big red shrimp was fine, and he became more and more arrogant, as if he couldn't wait for someone to come to Xiu Chun Wan to seek revenge. Every day, he carried a black trident with three prongs, wandering in the Jing River. However, he had covered his body with spiritual energy, so ordinary people couldn't see him. Occasionally, they would see waves rising on the river surface without wind, but they were not afraid. Since the river god eliminated the evil spirits that year, Xiu Chun Wan had never drowned anyone again.

  A body of green shell is fine, although the layer of moss on her has thinned a lot, it's still the same as before. During the day, she doesn't come out in the river, but at night, she appears in front of the River God Temple, with water vapor shrouding her body, standing quietly there, absorbing the spiritual dew that falls from the sky.

  Jiuyin had already transformed back into a small snake, with black and white patterns on its body. Previously, everyone didn't know much about him, only feeling that he was very cold and aloof, with a chill emanating from his body. Now, the big red shrimp still doesn't really talk to him, although after the River God entered Ba Ling, Jiuyin hadn't escaped like other demons. However, the big red shrimp felt that there was something terrifying about him, making it not want to get close. Several times when it wanted to speak with him, it ultimately retreated back.

  Zhao He returned to Zhaojia Town, where his land was. The two people who entered the temple that day died at his hands. Then he escaped when the tower fell. After Chen Jing came back, he didn't return to Xiuchun Bay, but went directly back to his own divine domain.

  In the sky, a half moon shines brightly, illuminating a spring night.

  Unconsciously, both sides have already blossomed with a hundred flowers, and it's another spring.

  The mountain monkey Song Qing had a Buddhist rosary hanging from his neck, and he was there, speaking with great fanfare about the origin of his own Buddhist rosary, talking about how he had used this rosary to kill many formidable Xuanmen disciples.

  The big red shrimp had also seen the might of his Buddhist beads, although he was a bit disdainful of his complacency, but he couldn't help himself without such a powerful treasure, and looked down at the black Sea Soul Trident in his hand, thinking to himself when he would find a good treasure to surpass this monkey, after all, he was the first general under the River God's seat. Then he thought that it wasn't easy to find such a treasure, his Sea Soul Trident was handy, and when he had time, he would ask the River God if there was any way to make his Sea Soul Trident more powerful.

  The big red shrimp immediately said: "Your Buddha beads are so powerful, can they compare to the River God's Mystic Heaven Sword?"

  The mountain goblin Shu Qing paused for a moment, then said: "This can't be compared to the same kind. The River God's Mystic Sword can only be used by the River God himself, while my Buddha beads can be used by anyone who has made offerings and refined them. You say, is it comparable?"

  Although Shan Hu Song Qing did not directly answer Da Hong Xia's words, Da Hong Xia felt that the smile on his face seemed to be saying: Buddha beads are more powerful than Mitian Sword.

  "Hmph, the River God once said that no matter what kind of treasure it is, it's just an external force. Even if you obtained a pre-heavenly spiritual treasure, what can you do with it? You still won't be able to live forever, and you'll probably have to guard against being robbed by others at all times." As he spoke, he shook his head and loudly recited in the manner of a village scholar: "Good fortune is often followed by disaster!"

  The mountain monkey burst out laughing and said: "You're just jealous, if I were to give this treasure to you, would you want it or not?"

  The big red shrimp opened his mouth, he really couldn't say a word "no", but he also felt that if he answered truthfully, then he wouldn't be able to lift his head and speak again. So he looked around and said: "Treasures are good, how can they compare to my one heart of sincere devotion to the Tao?"

  They were talking here when they suddenly heard the voice of Jiu Yin coming from behind. They rarely hear Jiu Yin speak, as he has always been listening and never exchanging ideas with people, let alone asking questions on his own initiative.

  Dahongxia had always thought that Jiuyin was very dangerous and poisonous, even his voice carried a hint of poison. Unless absolutely necessary, he would not get close to him. Turning back, he heard Jiuyin say in front of the temple: "River God, family summons, I'm going home."

  The big red shrimp was surprised in his heart and couldn't help but mutter: "He actually still has relatives."

  His voice was low, but no one present was ordinary, and they all heard it. Jiuyin turned his head to look at the big red shrimp and said: "Why can't I have parents and family?"

  "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue," Da Hong Xia hastily said. As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Shan Hou Song Qing was smiling at him with a hint of amusement in his eyes, which seemed to have already extracted the fear from his heart and blown it away with the wind. He then continued to ask Jiu Yin, "You mentioned the summons of the clan, how did you hear about it? Did you hear it from the wind?"

  "There is a legacy in the bloodline, I can sense the call of my kin, it's only natural that I can sense it, even if I explain it to you, you won't understand." Jiuyin looked at the big red shrimp and finally turned his head around, facing the River God Temple.

  Da Hong Xiang's heart was filled with great anger, he felt that the eyes of Jiu Yin had a hint of disdain. Just as he wanted to speak again, Chen Jing's voice came from the River God Temple: "You can go, don't mind me, come and go freely in the Jing River, no need for restraint."

  Jiuyin showed no disrespect to Chen Jing, but instead bowed his head and said: "I, Jiuyin, have come from afar, not seeking any secret arts or techniques. I only wanted to find a good teacher to enlighten me. Having listened to the Way for many years in this place, I have gained much benefit. The River God may allow us to come and go as we please, but I, Jiuyin, cannot forget that I am a demonic spirit who has listened to the Way in front of the temple."

  He knocked his forehead on the ground three times.

  "In the temple, Chen Jing said: 'You're going home, it's a long way, I'll give you a sword talisman to protect yourself.' As soon as he finished speaking, a talisman flew out of the River God Temple. The painting on the talisman depicted a small sword with a faint blue butterfly clearly imprinted on it. This sword talisman was different from the one he had given to Gu Mingwei before. The sword in this talisman was clearer, and there was a blue butterfly that didn't appear on Gu Mingwei's sword talisman."

  Jiuyin spat out a stream of black air from his mouth, enveloping the sword symbol, but in just a moment, the black air was swallowed back into his body, and the sword symbol also disappeared.

  Jiuyin bowed again in the temple and Chen Jing said: "If there's anything, you can come back here."

  Jiuyin nodded and turned to walk downstream along the riverbank, then dove into the water. In the blink of an eye, he reappeared on the opposite side of the river. The big red shrimp could clearly see that Jiuyin had entered the mountain on the other side without even turning his head back once.

  The big red shrimp and the mountain monkey stood shoulder to shoulder, looking at each other. The big red shrimp said: "The teacher in Junling Town once said that when you leave home and travel far away, don't look back, for it's a thin affection."

  The mountain monkey tilted its head and looked at the big red shrimp, questioning: "Really said it? Impossible, I've been traveling all over the world for so many years, how come I've never heard of this sentence."

  "What you're doing is fake traveling, every day thinking about stealing treasures, but treating the true principles as nothing more than a breeze in your ear." Da Hong Xia said, looking at the Buddhist beads hanging from Shan Hou Song's neck.

  Shan Hou Song Qing didn't mind at all, instead he rubbed his Buddhist beads, with a self-satisfied expression, the meaning of which was obvious.

  There are stars in the sky, like sapphires. The waves in the river slap against the shore, and yet they make the world under the moonlight even more quiet.

  The big red shrimp suddenly fell silent, and the mountain monkey Song Qing also quieted down. They either looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky or watched the waves on the river, each one born and dying instantly.

  "It seems I've been away from home for a long time too." Shan Hu Song Qing said suddenly, this time he didn't refer to himself as "Ben Zhen Ren".

  "Home, where is your home?" asked the big red shrimp.

  "I'm also unclear." Shan Hou Song Qing's voice was somewhat light and didn't have its usual liveliness.

  "If you can't make it clear, then you won't be able to go back," said the big red shrimp.

  "I may not be able to say it clearly, but I remember," said Shan Hu Song Qing.

  "Do you remember? What was it like?"

  "Of course, for there is the clearest spring water in the world, the most delicious fruit in the world, and the most comfortable cave dwellings in the world."

  The big red shrimp let out a "heh" and said: "Can the clearest spring water compare to the spiritual water in the eyes of the Jian River? Can the most delicious fruit compare to the muddy sand in the Jian River? Can the most comfortable mansion compare to the temple of the river god?"

  The monkey didn't argue with the big red shrimp, but looked at the sky. Some things can't be compared because everyone cares about something in their heart, but because they care about different people, they also have different weights.

  After a while, the mountain monkey turned around and came to the front of the River God Temple, bowed to the god in the temple, saying that he had been out for too long and wanted to go home.

  Chen Jing did not retain him, but only entrusted him to be careful on the road and not to reveal the Buddha's treasure easily, and also gave him a sword token.

  Shan Hou Song Qing thanked him again and turned to bid farewell before leaving.

  The big red shrimp looked at his gradually disappearing back, and suddenly felt a sense of loss. When the mountain monkey Song Qing's figure, which was not much smaller than humans, disappeared into the moonlight, he turned to the shell and said: "Shell sister, when are you leaving?"

  "I'm also going back to Qiūyuè Gōu today," said Bèi Kē softly.

  The big red shrimp was stunned, he was just casually asking, didn't expect the shell to really want to leave, after a pause, angrily said: "Go ahead and go, don't come back even if you leave."

  "Shell said: "I didn't decide which day to leave originally, but they all left today. I think today should be a farewell day."

  She finished speaking and floated to the front of the River God Temple, telling the god image inside the temple the reason for her departure, and also recounting the reason why she came here.

  At this time, the big red shrimp said: "How can you also feel the call, do you have a legacy too?"

  "It's not unusual to have a heritage, although there are few heritages in the world now, it's just because they were cut off, not because having a heritage is special. My Autumn Moon Gorge Hai Bei clan was just a side branch in the world back then, and we've been hiding there for generations, so we managed to pass down our heritage relatively intact, and now we've become the main branch of the Hai Bei clan."

  Chen Jing also gave a sword token to Bei Ke and said: "When you came to me, I was between life and death. Today, I have to go back home, and I couldn't keep you here either. However, if you are not happy there, you can come to this temple by the Jian River. Although it's small, it can still withstand wind and rain."

  The shell thanked the River God again and bid farewell to the big red shrimp, then walked away directly. The big red shrimp didn't respond, but instead looked at the shell and followed her to a river eye, watching as she dived in and disappeared without a trace. The big red shrimp circled around the river eye several times, finally cursing: "A group of ungrateful bastards, don't come back when you're in trouble!"