I am a living immortal.

Su Mu frowned: "What does this have to do with this miscellaneous book?"

"Yes, that's the weird thing."

"After the disaster, word spread from the streets, with great fanfare, that as long as one carries this legend of the Lake God, they will be safe."

"Isn't this nonsense?"

"I think so too." Wei Ming said seriously.

"But it's unbearable. Some people believe it. These three people make a tiger, and even the false ones become true."

"But I feel that there is a small part of truth to this rumor."

"Because, some people have tried it and found that as long as you bring this book, the probability of encountering storms in the lake is much lower. Those who come back from fishing have raised the price of their fish significantly.

"Everything related to Xunyang Lake is going up in price now. Even Xunyang clam pearls, which are said to be worth an ounce of gold, have increased significantly in price."

“Interests move people’s hearts, and one has to believe it even if he doesn’t believe it.”

"The big families and the county magistrate of Yuannan are planning to build a lake temple at the mouth of Yuannan Lake."

Wei Ming was quite sad. He knew that there must be someone who fanned the flames in order to take advantage of the disaster to make money. However, as an indirect beneficiary, it was not easy for him to just pick up the bowl to eat and then smash the bowl after eating. He was just a little sad.

Everyone has selfish desires, there are not so many saints in this world.

Su Mu thought more deeply.

Aren't the deities of these mountains, rivers, and lakes bestowed by Heaven or some other institution? Can they decide on their own? Wouldn't that be chaos? I'll ask the snake later.

"Come on, come on, eat. It tastes amazing." Wei Ming changed the subject.

"Of course!" Su Mu smiled and put it in her mouth. The outer shell was crispy and the filling was sweet, but it tasted really good. It was a perfect match with the slightly bitter tea.

Afterwards, Wei Ming talked about his own plans. He planned to save up some money for his journey and would set off to get tattooed within a month at the latest.

"Then I wish Brother Wei every success! I will have tea instead of wine."

"Of course!! Tea instead of wine."

"Dry!!"

The two of them talked about everything under the sun, without any taboos, and chatted about everything. This surprised Wei Ming a little, as Su Mu's range of topics was rare.

Of course, as someone who traveled through time and space during the information explosion era, he might not understand things in depth, but he had read some popular science and even marketing accounts. Perhaps because of his cultivation, his mind was exceptionally clear, and he could find what Wei Ming said by searching his mind.

You can say I don’t understand, but you can’t say I don’t know.

This immediately made Wei Ming very excited.

When the sky began to turn yellow, Wei Ming was still not satisfied.

Su Mu originally wanted to invite people to dinner.

Unfortunately, Wei Ming still had to go back to copy the book. The other party needed it urgently, so he had no choice but to leave.

Su Mu went out to see off some people and also took away some fruits and vegetables. These fruits and vegetables were grown with spiritual energy. Eating them not only makes you immortal but also strengthens your body. They all taste delicious.

When Wei Ming left.

The courtyard returned to peace again.

But Su Mu was not calm. The news he got from Wei Ming made him feel that something big was about to happen in Yuannan, and this big thing even involved the existence of gods.

So he turned around and came to the dry well where Anahuang was again.

Anahuang continued to wear away the talismans, and most of the runes on his body had small areas of burnt brown. It seemed that it would not take long for him to escape.

This short time may be a few months, a year, two years, or even three years. It seems very long, but for the thousand-year-old snake demon, this amount of time is just the time for a nap.

Anaconda stopped rubbing its scales and looked at Su Mu with some surprise.

"Immortal Lord?"

"I came here to ask a question."

"You tell me, I will tell you what I know." Although Ana Huang didn't understand why he was asked, he still answered respectfully.

"Well, do you know much about Shinto?"

"Not many, and I haven't gone into it in depth." Ana Huang said truthfully.

"Now, don't the gods of this world, mountains, rivers and lakes need to be divided by the Heavenly Court?" Su Mu asked the question in his heart.

Nian Huang was a little surprised by Su Mu's question. How long had this Immortal Venerable been in seclusion? But he still replied, "In theory, it requires the canonization of the Heavenly Court. At least that was the case hundreds of years ago. But in fact, long before I was sealed, there were actually other methods that were circulated."

"I just heard about it."

"Because, as you know, creatures like plant spirits often have difficulty cultivating and transforming. Generally, when their lifespans are drawing to a close, most of them will turn to Shintoism, starting by occupying a small area of ​​mountains, rivers, or lakes, doing good deeds, and accumulating incense. If they are lucky, someone will build a temple and erect a monument for them, and the temple will be filled with incense. This is considered the initial stage of Shintoism cultivation."

"These local gods who have not been canonized by the Heavenly Court are also called wild gods. They are considered a way to prolong life."

"However, this method of extending life also has a major drawback. These deities often rely on empty beliefs and are not recognized by orthodoxy. They bind their lives to their beliefs. When their beliefs flourish, they survive, but when their beliefs decline, they perish. Unlike canonized gods, their lives are not in danger even if their beliefs are interrupted."

"So this method is only suitable for those helpless creatures whose life span is almost over."

Su Mu understood that, generally speaking, the binding of a proper canonization is to physical objects such as mountains, rivers and lakes, and by the way, it absorbs faith. For this kind of gods, faith is like a consumable for practice. It is good to have it, but it is also no problem if you don't have it.

But those wild gods are different. They are not recognized by heaven and earth. What binds them is faith. They only have the right to use mountains, rivers and lakes, but not actual ownership.

Faith says that you are the lake god today, so you have the ability to control the lake. Faith says that you are not the god tomorrow, so this ability is gone, just like an experience card.

"Also, the gluttonous faith will be affected by faith." Anahuang added.

After listening to Ana Huang's description, Su Mu roughly understood what the old turtle wanted to do. His life was coming to an end, and he didn't want to dig deep, so he used this tricky method to change his way of god.

The disadvantages of this are huge as you can imagine.

Furthermore, even if the old turtle achieved the status quo of a worshipped deity, would it be content with its current status quo? Would it eventually covet the entire Xunyang Lake? It would be like a snake trying to swallow an elephant; the old turtle would definitely not be able to grasp it.

Su Mu looked up and saw that the heaven and earth seemed to be in resonance. The aura of disaster was gathering in the sky. The area offshore of Xunyang Lake in Yuannan was probably going to suffer a disaster. It was a natural disaster and a man-made disaster. With the help of internal and external forces, a catastrophe was taking shape.

It's already unstoppable, now...

Su Mu looked at the sky, but her brows were still furrowed and she didn't say anything.

Ana Huang was confused, so he pulled his consciousness out of the crack and followed Su Mu's line of sight. He was stunned by the black snake. Of course, he knew what it was...