I am a living immortal.

This kind of environment makes people relax unconsciously.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, like the sound of drums or music, melodious and graceful.

The people around seemed not to hear it.

Su Mu looked up and saw a golden decree falling from the sky into Xunyang Lake. The rosy glow spread for three thousand miles, and water vapor rose. Whatever he said came true.

I could faintly hear a panicky sound in my ears, which was both an announcement and an imperial decree.

The fishermen fishing on Xunyang Lake are invisible.

But today Xunyang Lake is calm, which is strange, but calm is always better than turbulent waves.

Just out of their sight.

A young man stood on the water. The imperial edict in his hand turned into a golden light and sank into the young man's body the moment it was read out. It was a very wonderful feeling. He felt that he could observe any detail in the lake, and the entire Xunyang Lake was under his control.

In this way, he became the water god of Xunyang Lake.

A written announcement is so easy and simple, without any cumbersome etiquette, complicated procedures, or backlash.

Even if Shuan Tou Zhu were here to receive the decree today, he could still become a god.

Complete and 100% control over Xunyang Lake, this is the difference between orthodox and unconventional treatment.

The young man is the new water god.

"This Shinto method is truly miraculous, but once you leave this area of ​​water, it loses many of its magical properties."

It was obvious that the young man was not just practicing Shinto, but was also a demon cultivator who also served as the water god. Although he had to take on the responsibility of sorting out the water veins, his scope was not restricted like that of the City God.

In fact, the City God can also leave, but his strength will not completely disappear, but it is almost the same.

Therefore, generally speaking, the City God will not leave. At most, like the Yuannan City God, he will use magic weapons to spy on the world, or he may travel in his spirit.

But it is different for fellow practitioners of demons and gods.

The young man was about to leave when he felt a gaze that made his whole body tingle. It was a scrutiny. He knew who it was and dared not neglect the person. He immediately bowed and said, "Junior, I greet the Immortal Venerable."

After he finished speaking, the gaze did not leave.

He was still busy with his work, which made Yingji's forehead covered in cold sweat. He thought about everything that had happened in the past few hundred years to see if he had done anything against the law.

He was even forced to recall the time when he was young and ignorant and flirted with the beauty. It seemed that he was not as frank as he had imagined. His heart was beating like a drum, and the more he searched through his memories, the more scared he became.

What was originally just a normal glance was psychologically taken as a precursor to drawing the sword. All the scales on his body exploded and his head was buzzing.

I can’t be that unlucky. I just took office and it’s just a formality, and then the Xunyang Lake will be stained with blood.

No... he hasn't lived enough. He came here to practice, not to die.

"Wait... wait... Senior... please listen to my explanation..."

The words are not finished yet.

"Huh?" Ying Ji discovered that the gaze suddenly disappeared.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he finally reacted. It seemed as if a sword beam as powerful as the sky was falling down and crushed him to death on the spot.

He wiped the cold sweat from his head and breathed a long sigh of relief. He scared himself and thought he was going to die. The feeling of oppression was too strong.

He prolonged his bow for a few seconds, and when he found that nothing seemed to be wrong, he slowly stood up. He had heard the legend of Xunyang Lake a long time ago, and after inquiring from many sources, he found out that it was that immortal who killed the previous one. He remembered what his father said before he left.

If you are really about to be hacked to death, don't reveal your family background. It's useless to say it. "Your father can't save you, so just go with peace of mind." These kinds of nonsense.

In this regard, Yingji would definitely... not listen to her father.

The tears that came from his father saving me just now have already reached his throat.

Make a big filial piety.

Of course, he also knew the reason why his father said that. No one knows a son better than his father. He knew what his son was like. He could only say that the crime was not punishable by death. At most, it would be a minor punishment, not even a major punishment. He also understood the man's temper and would not kill people for no reason.

Yingji now has to think about whether to hold a big banquet, but the invitations have been sent out, so he has no choice but to go ahead with it.

As he spoke, he sank to the bottom of the lake.

At this moment, a palace was being built in the middle of the lake. An old turtle, despite not being able to adapt to the local climate, came up to greet them and said, "Your Highness, are you okay?"

"If something happens to me, my body will be the one that sinks." Ying Ji complained.

"Come to think of it, it's too late now that you care about me. Where were you just now?"

The turtle's head shrank back. "This...that...this."

He stammered for a long time but couldn't even fart.

He couldn't say that it was useless for him to go out, at most there would be one more corpse.

"Okay." Ying Ji waved his hand and did not want to make things difficult for the old turtle, and started preparing for the banquet.

"Yes!" After getting the approval, the old turtle ran to supervise the work happily.

...............

On the other side, Su Mu took back the matter.

"Is it a dragon?"

"Indeed, the only water tribe with such a strong background and such a high profile is the dragon tribe. I wonder which family it is."

Then he thought about it and gave up. It had nothing to do with him. As for why he didn't kill the dragon, please, he was not an evil person who would kill anyone he saw or chop any monster he saw. Besides, this dragon was really... "clean".

Su Mu didn't care.

As for the banquet, he had already seen it and there was no need for him to attend.

Su Mu bought rice and flour and returned to Qingxuan Temple.

…………

Tens of thousands of miles away from here, outside a Jedi abyss.

A monster tiptoed and dragged several people and horses into the valley. The screams of these people spread from near to far, and finally there was no sound, which was enough to show the depth of this abyss.

After seeing that there was no sound at all, the monster stood there for a while, and a blood stone slowly floated up from the abyss.

There was a flash of surprise in the goblin's eyes, and he could not wait to swallow the blood crystal stone into his mouth. A red light emanated from his whole body, and the demonic energy was condensed, making him feel a little dizzy, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

However, what he didn't notice was that he was getting closer and closer to the abyss step by step.

Then he stumbled and fell in.

By the time he realized it, it was already too late. The feeling of weightlessness spread throughout his body. He kept trying to escape from the abyss, but found that no matter what means he used, it was of no avail. It seemed as if there was an endless grip under the abyss, making it difficult for him to escape.

No matter how he roared, the light was leaving him little by little until he was plunged into a quiet darkness.

Finally, with a loud "bang", the monster fell heavily to the ground and turned into a pile of mud. Sparse noises were heard in the darkness, and a gust of black wind blew by. In an instant, the monster turned into a pile of bones.

Bones like his were densely packed all over the valley floor.