And now Zhang Ling has presented a fairy date, which can at least increase the lifespan of the land by hundreds of years. Naturally, the future path and destiny of the fairy path will also undergo more changes.
On that day, the mountain god accepted the butterfly fairy as his closed disciple, making her a non-staff member of the immortal family. She could also be called "Butterfly Fairy" to the outside world. Naturally, no other immortals or gods would ask about this title. After all, with the protection of this mountain god and being the true and legitimate master, it was naturally justified.
Because the Butterfly Fairy had the true name of a fairy to protect her, she no longer had to hide when doing good deeds. With protection, no one would say she was a monster and cause any trouble. The mountain people within a hundred miles around began to know that there was a fairy named Butterfly Fairy living in the mountains.
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The boundary of the Jing River has always been known as "clearly divided".
The reason is simple. The Jing River and the Wei River are connected to each other, but the two rivers are governed by their own dragon kings, namely the Jing River Dragon King and the Wei River Dragon King.
Earlier, Ao Xin, the biological son of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, served as the commander of the dragon soldiers in the Jing River. Later, because Zhang Ling kept pestering the God of Duyang Lake and the Water Emperor of Jiujiang, and made a big fuss in the Nine Netherworld, he was transferred from the original Dragon King of the Jing River to the God of Duyang Lake, and Ao Xin was promoted from the original commander of the dragon soldiers to the Dragon King of the Jing River.
Ao Xin had repeatedly told Zhang Ling that if he ever had time to pass by the Jing River, he must go to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river to reminisce about the past.
Zhang Ling actually passed by the Jing River at this time, so he naturally would not just leave. He could not help but remember this old friend clearly.
The last time they met was more than six hundred years ago. For immortals like them, these years are just a flash of light. In the blink of an eye, six hundred years have passed. Who knows how many reincarnations have passed in this world.
It was the rainy season, and the air was filled with dampness.
The mountain road was muddy and the pedestrians on the road were all wearing straw hats and raincoats and walking in a hurry.
As Zhang Ling walked on the road, he always felt uneasy. He counted on his fingers but could not feel anything. He always felt a sense of irritability.
An old man saw a young man in blue clothes walking in the rain on the road without an umbrella or a hat, so he walked up to him enthusiastically and lent him his hat.
Zhang Ling saw that although the old man was just an ordinary man with gray hair and was estimated to be nearly sixty years old, he was full of energy and vigor, and did not look like an ordinary old man who was about to die.
He hurriedly expressed his gratitude, took the hat and put it on his head.
An old man and a young boy were walking on the road, but the old man looked sad and seemed confused.
Although Zhang Ling felt inexplicably restless, he patiently asked, "Old man, why do you look so sad? Did something bad happen to you?"
The old man shook his head and sighed, "The situation in the Jing River area has changed drastically. The Dragon King is dead!"
The Dragon King is dead?
Zhang Ling's heart immediately rose to his throat, and he hurriedly asked, "Old man, how did you know that the Dragon King of Jing River was dead?"
"I've come from afar and I'm not a local, so I don't know much! Not long ago, there was a sudden downpour in the Jing River. It rained continuously for three months, and Taoist priests from thousands of miles around came to the Jing River to perform rituals. They say the Dragon King of the Jing River was beheaded for sending the wrong amount of rain!"
"What a pity for this good Dragon King. The Jing River has always been blessed with good weather and abundant harvests. He often appears with kindness to help the mortal world, but I never expected that he would end up like this."
Zhang Ling listened to the old man's groaning, and it felt like a surge of blood in his chest, and his brows furrowed even more tightly. He then sensed a hint of divine inspiration, and hurriedly counted with his fingers. He really couldn't calculate any trace of Ao Xin's presence, as if the other party didn't exist and had completely disappeared from this world.
It's obvious that there's a powerful being behind this, concealing the secrets of heaven, making it impossible to see anything.
Fortunately, he met this old man, who allowed Zhang Ling to learn something.
Zhang Ling couldn't believe that Ao Xin would really die because of a slight mistake in the number of raindrops. You know, the father of this dragon son is the head of the Mountain and Water Department, the lord of the Four Seas Dragon Kings, and the old Dragon King of the East China Sea!
How could he be executed for the so-called wrong raindrops?
In addition, Zhang Ling did not believe that Ao Xin would make such a low-level mistake. Although the dragon-type immortal gods need to obtain the rain-making documents from the Jiutian Yingyuan Mansion and the Mountain and Water Department to make rain on earth, it must be within a desirable range. It is impossible to fix the number of raindrops at a certain absolute value!
This is not like the story in the previous life's Journey to the West where the Dragon King of the Jing River was beheaded because he was angry with Yuan Tiangang and made it rain a little more.
These are two different things!
Zhang Ling took out a magical date from his sleeve and gave it to the old man. After seeing the old man eat the magical date, he left with peace of mind and turned into a stream of light and headed straight for the Jing River.
Zhang Ling always had a feeling that there was something fishy going on!
As the god who patrols good and evil, he naturally shoulders the will of heaven and earth and has the ability to sense feedback between heaven and earth. Although there is a powerful force behind the matter of Ao Xin that is concealing the secret of heaven, there will eventually be a time when a corner of the secret will be revealed, and one day Zhang Ling will know something about it.
Not long after, Zhang Ling arrived at the Jing River. He saw the rain falling from the sky and surging in the river. The air was filled with a bloody smell. Then he saw a dragon bone spanning nearly a thousand feet and floating in the river. There were some monsters and ghosts around, sucking something from the dragon bone. They looked extremely weird and miserable.
Zhang Ling clenched his fists and looked with his magical eyes. A mouthful of blood rushed to his heart. This dragon bone was exactly the corpse of Ao Xin!
How could that be?
in this way?
"Look, there's a mortal looking at us!"
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