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After knowing that the Duke of Dongping Palace had decided to dig out their own medicine to help the deceased, Ren Zihua looked at Ren Ang and sighed. Thinking of those sons at home who only knew how to read but didn't care about the world, the second sigh became deeper, and lines began to appear at the corners of their eyes.

He invited Master Feng Shui to watch the day. The dais was set up, the incense money and incense were distributed all over the sky. The monk was also invited. One hundred and eight monks sat on the dais. The son of the Duke of Dongping spoke on behalf of his father, explaining that the Duke had already fallen ill because he was worried about rebuilding his life after the disaster. Today, he had helped his father manage the training hall to comfort the spirits of the unfortunate dead. Among them, they could not help but praise the kindness of the saint, praise the Duke Palace's active role in this disaster, and also mention the merits of the Imperial Commissioner, as well as the merits of all the doctors.

Ren Ang held his hands together, and stood at the bottom of the stage, looking at the unremarkable corner with great interest. He felt that the crown prince and the duke were indeed father and son, and that it was just as easy to talk to.

In short: father and son are both very different.

Waiting for the law affairs to begin, Ren Ang looked at the hour, and slowly retreated out of the crowd, taking the chance when everyone was not paying attention, he disappeared from his original position and appeared in his room in a moment's time. He picked up the Wood Basin, walked to the well in the courtyard, and chanted a few words to Hong Jin who was in the basin. Hong Jin wandered around the Wood Basin s twice and suddenly jumped up and fell straight into the well.

Ren Ang put down the Wood Basin and climbed down the well. He immediately reverted back to his original form and clung to Hong Jin's body.

The two fairies appeared in a large lake outside the city, following the underground stream.

He looked to the south of the lake where the mountains rose and fell. The Yen River was on the other side of the lake.

No wonder there was no evil thing inside the well, it was because it was not connected to the river outside. This made things much easier. When he did his business later, it would not affect this part of the city, so he didn't need to worry about harming the innocent.

Ren Ang carried Hong Jin as they climbed over the mountain, and halfway up the mountain, they leapt into the raging Yan River.

Returning to the wide river, Hong Jin swam a few laps around the fat ginseng happily and spat out a bunch of bubbles. Then, it took a deep breath and its enchanting golden-red body swelled up like a ball.

Puff! Ripples spread out on the surface of the water. The raging river seemed to have been immobilized.

When the ripples from the golden light reached the river bank, a huge wave that was over ten feet tall was summoned. It struck back at the river surface, and the river water was like a wild horse that had escaped its restraints, roaring and galloping downstream!

Within the churning waves, a hint of shocking red could faintly be seen. It was actually several zhang long, and was as wide as a pitch-black ship. Like an arrow released from a bow, it rapidly advanced!

Outside East Continent, the sound of chanting scriptures and the sounds of wooden fish knocking against each other could be heard as they rose up into the air along with the smoke of the incense. The onlookers on the shore prayed for a blessing and stuck incense candles in the cracks between the rocks. The Daoist nun invited by the prefecture lord held a bamboo basket in her arms as she tossed pieces of gold and silver paper money into the river. The leader held a white banner in one hand, and he rang it with one hand while waving the banner, chanting an ancient prayer.

The voices of thousands echoed along the banks of the river, across the wide river to the mountains on the other side.

Waves of buzzing sounds spread in the air.

It was noon when a huge wave suddenly rolled over the river. A light gray fog suddenly appeared on the river's surface and gradually spread to the shore.

The ten or so Daoists who had scattered the paper money were stunned. The Daoist holding the white banner shouted, "Retreat!"

Everyone jumped in fright. Some sharp-witted Daoist realized that something was wrong and quickly ran back into the crowd. He did not even bother to take the paper, money, and bamboo basket from his hands. Those who had reacted slower suddenly felt their bodies become too heavy for them to move a single step!

"Master, save me!" The Daoist Priest panicked and shouted for help!

The dao elder frowned. He waved the white flag in his hand and shook it three times. Every time the bell rang, it would hit the mist in front of the little cultivator.

The mist paused for a moment, and the senior brothers and sisters behind the young Daoist hurriedly ran over and dragged him away.

Unfortunately, the mist was truly too strong. The Daoist Priest's shoes and socks were all entangled in the mud, and very quickly, he was pounced on by a wave and tossed into the water.

The Daoist's expression changed slightly!

The river had turned light gray! A whirlpool appeared in the river, slowly growing larger and larger. Very quickly, it was a few dozen feet wide!

The boat moored on the shore had been damaged, and a few of the untied boats had untied their ropes and were slowly drifting towards the whirlpool in the river.

Fortunately, there was no one on the boat, so it didn't cause too much confusion.

The people on the shore also noticed this unusual occurrence, and cries of surprise rose and fell one after another!

"His expression changed! "The color changed!" The color of the river has changed! "

"What a huge vortex!" "The boat was swept away!" Everyone move back, don't get any closer! "

The woman picked up her child, and the man supported his wife and parents before retreating!

The monks on the platform had not stopped chanting, but the sounds of the wooden fish knocking against the wall became even more vigorous. There was a monk who had disguised himself as a monk. He shook his hands as tears streamed down his cheeks: "Buddha above!" Just what kind of situation was this! He also wanted to run away, what should he do?

The abbot of the Wanhua Temple in the Wanhua Mountain didn't change his expression. He opened his eyes and looked at the river, his heart shaking!

— There was Demonic Qi!

The old monk suddenly rose from the ground, held the buddhist beads in his hand and said, "Go!" He suddenly threw out the sandalwood beads in his hand.

A burst of golden light flashed by, and with a crashing sound, the incoming wave was blocked by an invisible wall. Water splashed in all directions, falling back into the river!

When the people on the shore saw this scene, they were all dumbstruck and were speechless for a long time.

The high profile Crown Prince of Duke of Dongping was sitting on his luxurious carriage and was looking through the window at this scene. He was so shocked that the fruit he had just taken a bite of fell from his hand.

The foreign minister's expression slightly changed and he kindly reminded, "Your highness, this place isn't safe. Why don't you retreat a bit more?"

The crown prince's eyes lit up and he excitedly said, "Retreat …"

The coachman made a prompt decision and drove the horse back a good distance!

The Crown Prince chewed hard, then swallowed the fruit in his mouth, cursing, "What are you retreating for!? "I want to see …" It was bustling! Suddenly realizing that this is a public place, he changed his words immediately. "I am the Crown Prince, how can I back down in a situation like this!?" There were so many commoners watching by the side! This prince will use his body as a role model and perform a great deed! "

The chief attendant, the carriage driver and all the guards:

However, no matter how much of a bully the crown prince was, it was fine as long as he put on an act. There was no need for him to risk his life, so he only said that the coachman would not budge, and he did not really urge him to do so.

He took a deep breath and let it out. Feel very tired...

At this moment, under the water.

Ren Ang carried the big fish and ordered it to attack the black shadow at the bottom of the river!

When the shadow noticed the danger, it moved left and right, and the few boats that were carried away by the whirlpool also moved left and right, which was very strange.

The old monk and Taoist priest looked solemn.

The river was different!