As Yang Chenyu swam in the river, the Xiangshui River suddenly became boiling, as if a giant beast was moving in the water. Wherever Yang Chenyu passed, a wave was rolling up, with a great momentum.

Fortunately, it was dusk at this time, and there were not many people staying by the Xiangshui River. Even if one or two passers-by saw it, they were shocked and afraid to approach, which saved Yang Chenyu from the possibility of exposure.

While playing in this Xiangshui River, Yang Chenyu could even see countless light spots emerging from the river and absorbed into his body. In a moment, his magic power was not only restored, but his upper limit was also greatly increased.

Yang Chenyu suddenly realized that this was the spiritual energy nurtured in Xiangshui River. As he became familiar with Xiangshui River, the red talisman in his mind began to continuously absorb these spiritual energy to enhance his magic power.

This is an inevitable result. As a river god, he has the power to extract the river water contained in the rivers under his jurisdiction. This is why all river gods always show more powerful power on their territory.

From now on, Yang Chenyu knew that as long as he wanted, he could even let the Xiangshui River flood. Of course, since the Xiangshui River is only more than ten meters wide, it is only more than a person's deepest. In addition, the first palm position has insufficient magic power, even if the floods occur, the damage caused is very limited.

As of now, even with heavy rainstorms and the runoff of Xiangshui River has increased sharply, the floods that can be caused can only destroy some illegal buildings on both sides of the river.

Of course, the most important thing is that if a flood occurs for no reason, it will lose the merits of incense, causing punishment for the remaining laws of heaven. Considering this consequence, Yang Chenyu suppressed the urge to roll up the flood and test the power of the river god.

After a long time of traveling, Yang Chenyu reluctantly came to the shore and ran towards Qinglong Temple with the stars all over the sky.

Speaking of this, it looks quite funny. A river god who wants to return to his temple has to walk with his feet. This is also a kind of helplessness. At present, Yang Chenyu is just a young god, with incense not strong, and his magical powers are not visible, and even a rich incense Lord cannot compare to those magical powers of flying and escaping the earth. How can we start with the magical powers of flying and escaping the earth?

Fortunately, with the support of magic power, Yang Chenyu returned to the Qinglong Temple in Fengming Mountain much faster. Under the night sky, a figure flew over the grass and rushed straight to the top of Fengming Mountain. If someone saw it sharply, he might even think he had hit a ghost.

After returning to the Taoist temple and having dinner, Yang Chenyu used his abundant magic power to draw several talismans again in case of emergency, and picked up the ten thousand pieces of hard work. Then he thought about the problems that had arisen after he had traveled in the river.

After a tour of the river, Yang Chenyu's body was different from usual. Fu Zhao's pen opened up a space in his mind. Fu Zhao's pen hung high above it, and the red Fu Zhao settled under it. Then there was a clear small pool, the size of a palm, and a stream of spring water as thin as a needle came from an inexplicable place and poured into the small pool.

Xiaochi and Yang Chenyu were puzzled by the sudden appearance of this space. After reading many Taoist collections, he came to a seemingly wrong conclusion. This may be the so-called spiritual pool.

The Taoist classic "Yunji Qixuan" says: "However, the filthy thoughts are not vague, the inner is firm, the lustful thoughts are not cut off, the spiritual pond is not clear, and the period of time to discuss the inside and outside is not clear, and the relationship between the two scenes is not revealed!"

For some reason, the spiritual pool is the mind specifically referred to by Taoism. Only when the mind is clear can such a spiritual pool be formed.

The moon is bright, the starry sky is bright, and I can't sleep all night.

The next morning, Yang Chenyu was awakened by the sound of hitting the door. He rubbed his confused eyes and opened the viewing door. He found that Wang Deli was the one who smashed the door. Wang Xiangdong and three strong men were carrying a stretcher behind him. The old man of the Wang family was lying on it. His deafness had dissipated and his face became much better. Behind the stretcher was Wang Xiangdong's wife and Wang Deli's cousins.

"Hehe, Taoist priest, sorry, my father forced me to come and burn incense for the river god. It was disturbed early in the morning."

Seeing Yang Chenyu's slightly unhappy and sleepy face, Wang Deli, who was almost sixty, couldn't help but get nervous and grabbed his head and smiled.

Yang Chenyu smiled in his heart. He thought it was a boring person disturbing him, but he didn't expect that it was the money owner who came to the door. Yang Chenyu's aura of getting up suddenly dissipated and he bowed: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the old donor is kind-hearted to burn incense. How could I blame him? Come in."

Yang Chenyu made way to open the viewing door, and the group carried Old Man Wang into Qinglong Temple.

However, after entering the viewing gate, Yang Chenyu noticed that Wang Xiangdong's wife and several cousins ​​were holding pig head incense candles used to worship the river god in their hands. After putting them down in front of the main hall, they almost all piled up into a small hill.

This time, Old Man Wang brought his son and his men to come up to burn incense and pray for blessings to the river god. He was just looking forward to asking for a few talismans to completely cure his illness.

To be honest, before, if anyone said that his stomach cancer could be cured, I'm afraid Old Man Wang would be able to spray his face with saliva in front of him. However, after Yang Chenyu's clear water talisman made his appetite wide and his dying body instantly improved, Old Man Wang's family was completely convinced.

Now, I went to Fengming Mountain without hesitation early in the morning.

Under Yang Chenyu's appointment, the Wang family placed the pig's head in front of the statue of the River God, inserted nine incense candles as thick as a arm, and lit a handful of sandalwood. Lao Wang's head didn't even care that his unhealed body was struggling to get off the stretcher, kneeled in front of the statue of the River God, and kowtowed three times.

Yang Chenyu looked at all this with a smile on his face, and felt so comfortable. Just as the sandalwood was ignited, Yang Chenyu saw a ray of green aura rising from the head of the kneeling Wang family, and then flew into his head, making him feel refreshed all over, as if he had eaten ginseng fruit, and there was no discomfort on his body. The red talisman in his mind became more red than before. Even the magic power running around him increased rapidly with the addition of this green aura.

This is not the end. Just as the Wang family was praying, a slight prayer suddenly rang out in Yang Chenyu's mind, including the intention of asking the Xiangshui River God to bless the old man of the Wang family.

Yang Chenyu immediately realized that this is the so-called merit of incense. When the gods do good deeds and believers are willing to light incense, candles, and incense, they will immediately produce the merit of incense. The merit of incense gathered by the believers will be self-evident.

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