Chapter 307: Wujiang River God, New and Old Grudges
Before he could finish his words, Gong Mengbi waved his hand to stop him.
Gong Mengbi said, "If I hadn't tried so hard to invite you last year, you wouldn't have settled in Tangxi, and you might have been spared the disaster you're facing today. Speaking of which, do I still have to apologize to you?"
Chen Xi looked at Gong Mengbi with her ruby-like eyes, and there seemed to be a feeling in her heart, but when it reached her lips, it turned into a smile and she said, "I was wrong."
Gong Mengbi also laughed and said, "No matter how big the problem is, we can handle it together. Besides, the Wujiang Water God is only a fifth-rank one. I'm not afraid of him."
He went forward to check Chen Xi's injuries and said, "Let's not talk about other pleasantries. Brother Chen, your injuries are serious. You must cooperate with me to get proper treatment."
Chen Xi said, "I tangled with his men for a while, and when he released a golden light, I was injured. My internal organs felt like they were being pierced by needles, and I thought I was going to die."
Gong Mengbi said, "If you hadn't come looking for me, you would have died. I don't know what kind of magic this golden light is, but it's like a tarsal ulcer. If you were any later, your magic power would have been exhausted and your internal organs would have been broken open, and even a god would have been unable to save you. He didn't come looking for you because he probably knew you wouldn't survive."
Chen Xi asked, "Then can I still be saved?"
Gong Mengbi said: "There is hope, but I need your cooperation."
Chen Xi relaxed his body and said, "Come on."
Gong Mengbi stepped forward and grabbed his hand, silently practicing the Qi-regulating technique, transforming his magic power into a rushing river, rushing between the mountains and rivers in Chen Xi's body.
"I need you to guide me through your acupoints and meridians."
Chen Xi calmed his mind and guided Gong Mengbi's magic power to flow within his body.
With him leading the way, Gong Mengbi's magic power was like a fish swimming in the water, flowing downstream. When encountering dangerous mountains and obstacles, it turned into a dragon, climbing up and flying, and in an instant it spread throughout his body.
This was an extremely dangerous act. Not only did it put life and death in Gong Mengbi's hands, it also allowed Gong Mengbi to get a glimpse of his Taoist heritage.
This cannot be done without complete trust.
Fortunately, Chen Xi and he were old acquaintances and knew his character well.
Gong Mengbi did not disappoint his trust and sketched out the topographic map of the mountains and rivers inside Chen Xi's body in his mind.
According to the direction of the mountains and rivers, Gong Mengbi touched the magic power left in Chen Xi's body by the water god of Wujiang River.
The sharp golden light was like thousands of flying swords, chasing after the wandering dragon transformed by Gong Mengbi's magic power, but was guided by the wandering dragon, passing through mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and finally broke through the acupoint in Chen Xi's right palm and drilled out, like floating light and broken gold, rushing towards Gong Mengbi's face.
Gong Mengbi blew gently, and the golden light was blown away, turned into smoke, and disappeared in the room.
Chen Xi's face turned pale, but he felt light all over, knowing that his life was saved.
Gong Mengbi said, "It's all right now. You just need to rest and recuperate, but your life is not in danger."
Chen Xi said: "The rest are minor injuries."
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "In this respect, you are very similar to my brother. Even though you were seriously injured, you still said it was a minor injury without any change in your expression."
Gong Mengbi had experienced Fatty Kang's ability to be stubborn.
Chen Xi's injuries were no less severe.
Let Chen Xi rest in the monk's house. Gong Mengbi went out, climbed up to a high place and looked into the distance. He looked towards the direction of Tangxi, squinting his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
A colorful bird landed on Gong Mengbi's shoulder and asked, "How is the Red Feathered Snake?"
Gong Mengbi said: "His life is fine, he just needs to rest."
The flying bird transformed into a young man in feathered robes and stood beside Gong Mengbi. He said, "That's good. Brother Mingfu, what are you looking at?"
Gong Mengbi said, "I'm looking at the Wu River."
"Wujiang River?" Wen Xiu also looked into the distance, but the night was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.
Gong Mengbi laughed, patted Wen Xiu's shoulder, and said, "I need your help with something."
Wen Xiu immediately perked up and said, "Hurry up and tell me!"
Gong Mengbi whispered a few words, and Wen Xiu patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, just look at me!"
He opened his arms, covered himself with feathers, and then blended into the wind and disappeared into the night.
Chen Xi rested for a few days, and after regaining his spirit, he was finally able to go out for a walk.
The young man with red horns on his head and eyes like ruby caused the fox girl to look back frequently, but knowing that he was Gong Mengbi's friend, she was very sensible.
Gong Mengbi checked his injuries again and said, "You're recovering quickly."
Chen Xi said, "It's all thanks to you. You reorganized my acupoints and meridians for me. Now my cultivation is smoother than before."
Gong Mengbi laughed and said, "Since you are so frank with me, I can't not express my gratitude."
Although Gong Mengbi is a fox, when it comes to being a dragon, I'm afraid Chen Xi is not as good as him.
Chen Xi was a self-made monk, becoming a dragon through cultivation, not innate. Gong Mengbi had at least been taught for a while by Qiantang Jun, and was proficient in dragon script and understood the mysteries of dragon form and appearance. Chen Xi, however, had to rely entirely on his own exploration.
His potential in combining water and fire, and harmonizing yin and yang, had not been exhausted. Gong Mengbi had used the Qi-regulating technique to rebuild his country for him, and it was not considered as a waste of time to spy on his cultivation.
Talking about Tangxi again, Chen Xi said: "The Wujiang River God is really powerful. I'm afraid he remembers my grudge."
The Water God of Wujiang River and Chen Xi had no hatred originally, but last year when the disaster demon caused trouble, the Water God of Wujiang River pretended to be deaf and dumb, and finally it was Gong Mengbi and others who killed the disaster demon Yuyu.
The water god of Wujiang River was inactive and was sued by Yu Shiyi Niang's father.
But he didn't dare to cause trouble for E'nu Jianglongshen, and instead became jealous of Chen Xi.
Chen Xi said, "I stayed in Tangxi, and it's not that I didn't visit the Wujiang River God, but every time I went, I was turned away, so I stopped going."
Gong Mengbi said, "I'm afraid his revenge isn't just for what happened last year."
Chen Xi was confused, Gong Mengbi laughed and called out, "Wen Xiu, what do you think?"
A bamboo sparrow flew in from outside the wall and said, "You've discovered me again."
As he spoke, he transformed into a young man and said, "Your guess is correct. I went to Tangxi and saw that with Brother Chenxi gone, the Wujiang River God sent messengers to spread the word among the people. If you want to pray for rain, you need to offer a grand sacrifice to the Wujiang River God."
Gong Mengbi said, "As expected, Brother Chen, it was you who blocked the wealth path of the Wujiang River God. That's why all the new and old grudges are being avenged on you."
Chen Xi didn't know how the Wujiang Water God behaved in other places, so Wen Xiu chattered away to clear his confusion for him.
Chen Xi was amazed when he heard this and said, "A water god would actually do such a thing."
Chen Xi smiled bitterly and said, "It really is blocking his path to wealth."
This source of income does not only come from the incense tax collected by the prefect and the offerings collected by the water god, but I am afraid that more of it comes from incense.
Chen Xi was not so particular. He simply agreed to the prayers of the faithful. There were no grand sacrifices or incense taxes, and even the offerings were very simple.
Chen Xi and the Wujiang River God don't see eye to eye, and they've never worshipped each other, yet now they're trying to disrupt the rules and business.
The water god of Wujiang River settled all the old and new grudges and looked for a reason to attack the wild god Chen Xi.
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