He cautiously stepped forward and took out a piece of paper, on which were clearly written two large characters: River Rights.

Hand the piece of paper with Ha Quan's own name written on it to the Black Shadow.

A magical scene happened, and the dark shadow beside Ha Quan, who was sitting on the chair, began to gather and gradually condense into shape.

At this time, the darkness between heaven and earth began to dissipate, and a clear sky returned.

The village chief and the villagers also rushed over at this time.

When the village chief saw the figure sitting on a chair on the high platform, he rubbed his eyes, a little incredulous.

After making sure several times, the village chief had unconsciously burst into tears, and ran to Hequan's side regardless of his image.

The village chief, who was already in his prime, was crying like a child at this moment.

The dark shadows around Hequan gathered, showing the original appearance of Hequan, dressed plainly, tightly dressed with hemp rope, and thick black hair mixed with black and white.

The whole person looks like a middle-aged private school teacher, amiable, and makes people feel a certain intimacy.

Ha Quan, who had been sitting on the chair for a long time and couldn't get up, reached out and stroked the village chief lying beside him!

He Quan took Wang Xiaoxiao's village chief's hand, stood up with his feet, and a heavy sound sounded in the sky!

In the Lingguan Temple not far from the village, the statue of the Lingguan God collapsed the moment Hequan stood up!

The originally sturdy statue turned into powder the moment it touched the ground, and Wen Guqing, who was sitting in front of the desk, was awakened by this sudden change.

The divine consciousness instantly penetrated through the center of the village, and the figure shot out, heading straight for the location on the river.

Wen Guqing left the temple, and the Lingguan Temple, which had lost the statue of the god and the overwhelming thing, collapsed in an instant and turned into a ruin.

At this moment, Wang Jiang in the small forest not far from the mass grave also felt the roar from the sky, and the thunder flashed towards the center of the village.

With the arrival of the river, Wang Jiang should have left, but Wang Laohan's family seemed to have a thread in his heart, no matter what, he had to go and see, to ask!

Even if Heshang would recognize him, he would have to ask Heshang for Wang Laohan's family if he could live a better life after leaving him, and whether he could have no worries about food and clothing.

But how can these Wang Jiang not know? As one of the overlord families of the Royal Sea Realm, if Wang Laohan's family really recognized their ancestors and returned to their ancestors, the future would definitely be countless times better than now.

Those random thoughts were just excuses, he just wanted to take a look at Wang Laohan's family before they left, once he really returned to the He family.

If you want to see them again, it's hard to get to the sky.

Back on the river, this Ha Quan, who is much older than the village chief, looks more like the village chief's junior at the moment, but judging from his behavior, the village chief who looks older is respectful to the river right in front of him.

Ha Quan bowed to the river and thanked him, "It's all up to my nephew on the river."

Looking back at the chair he had been sitting on for a hundred years, he smiled knowingly, and when he looked at the sky, he felt a sense of relief, as a medium connecting the statue of the spirit officer and the invincible thing, he had been sitting here for more than a hundred years.

Countless days and nights, alone here, only accompanied by the sun, moon and stars, just for the clan to get a mantra from the ancient years:

Lingguan Ye once said to the cultivators of later generations: For those who practice in later generations, if you practice for three points, I will be sensitive for seven points, and if you practice for seven points, I will be very sensitive! If you practice very much, I will do it at any time!

This sentence was obtained by a major repair of the He family from the Kunwu Mountain in Kunwu, combined with the sporadic records of the years before the thunder silence accumulated over tens of thousands of years!

The more this overhaul went deeper, the more demonic he became, and his mouth kept chanting the Lingguan honorific name.

In order to confirm the authenticity of the spiritual officer, this great cultivator continued to retreat and practice penance, just to reach the point of very spiritual practice, and to see with his own eyes what the spiritual officer looked like.

However, no matter how hard he cultivated, he couldn't do what he said in the truth, and in the end, he had to cut out a part of his cultivation and turn it into a talisman with the name of the Lingguan Yezun, Taiyi Thunder God, and the Tianzun.

Shaping a statue of a spiritual officer and god is in the line of combining oneself

A certain junior, that is, the river right.

Establish a connection between the three of them with the river power divine spirit, as a substitute for his endless penance.

Now the Soul Officer Rune, the overwhelming thing, has been inadvertently used by Wang Jiang, and a hundred years of penance has turned into a panacea for repairing Wang Jiang's body.

The most important talisman between the three disappeared, and the connection between the river power and the other two items disappeared with it!

Hequan is just a foundation for cultivation, as the medium of the three has been sitting for a hundred years, Shouyuan is approaching, if it were not for the support of the talisman containing the major repair, he would have run out of oil and dried up.

Now that the talisman is gone, he's going to die!

The means of restoring the appearance of the river power just now on the river is just to return to the light, so that this uncle of the river power can go a little more decently.

The figure of Hequan began to dissipate, but Wen Guqing and Wang Jiang rushed over at this time.

He Quan felt the breath on Wang Jiang's body that had accompanied him for a hundred years, was it a spiritual official talisman?

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Jiang, wanting to say something to the river, but Wang Jiang, who was not far away, frowned slightly, and didn't know why.

But before He Quan could say anything, he completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

At this time, Heshang turned his head to look at Wang Jiang, his eyes were a little incredible, but he thought that there was still Wang Jiang's name on the crime book, and he didn't show that he knew him.

Wang Jiang also pretended not to know and walked towards Wang Laohan's family.

"Wang Jiang, you are here, I thought you wouldn't come back?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaohui was the first to speak, and her eyes sparkled when she saw Wang Jiang.

Wang Laohan and Wang Ma watched their daughter cry and laugh from the side.

When Wang Jiang saw them, it was like a big stone in his heart falling to the ground, and he smiled and said, "Aren't I here?"

Just when Wang Jiang and Wang Laohan's family were talking, Wen Guqing cast a gaze!

"What's going on? A few days ago, I could clearly feel the fluctuations in his cultivation, but now I can't notice it at all, as if he is just a mortal?"

Wen Guqing wanted to step forward to inquire about Wang Jiang's situation, but because the river was here, he didn't make too much movement, just stood aside and waited quietly for the next action on the river.

The river power died, and the river was no longer interested, looking at the villagers below and the old village chief with a childish face in front of him!

He just waved his hand, and a light boat appeared, "You are all my He family bloodline, go up, I will take you back."

The old village chief suppressed the sadness in his heart about the sudden departure of the river power, and led the villagers to walk on the light boat one after another.

"Let's go, let's go up too!" Wang Xiaohui took Wang Jiang's hand for the first time and wanted to take him up. ν.

But Wang Jiang stood in place and didn't move for a long time, his eyes looked at the river above, and the river understood.

The river instructed Wen Guqing to watch these villagers here, and swept away into the distance alone.

"Wang Jiang, don't you want to go with us?" Wang Xiaohui.

Wang Jiang broke free of Xiaohui's clenched hands, and said in a low voice, "I, you go up first, I have something to do, just come when I go!"

Without waiting for Wang Xiaohui and Wang Laohan and his wife to speak, Wang Jiang left quickly.

Wen Guqing saw all this, he guessed that this Wang Jiang was very likely to go to see Lord Heshang, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't figure out why Lord Heshang met such a small person.

A few miles away from the village, there stood by a small stream on the river, quietly waiting for Wang Jiang.

He knew that Wang Jiang wanted to see him, and he also had a lot of things he wanted to ask Wang Jiang!

Unlike the first time he walked down the mountain with Senior Sister Xiaolu, Wang Jiang knew that the river in front of him, whether it was his identity or strength, was no longer as disrespectful and fearful to him as he was in the inheritance land of Wu Dao's predecessors.

Wang Jiang first saluted as a junior in cultivation, and then said softly, "Senior on the river!"

The river smiled like a spring breeze, "It seems that you have experienced a lot and grown a lot in the past two years, if it was the first time we met two years ago, you would never be so respectful to me!"

Wang Jiang smiled slightly awkwardly.

"Heshang seniors, don't make fun of juniors!"

Kawagami shook his head, "No, I didn't mean to make fun of or humiliate you, I was telling the truth."

"It's not a simple matter for you, who were recognized as dead in the book of sin, miraculously walked out of the White Jade Palace and appeared alive in front of my eyes!"

Thinking of the crime book jointly distributed by the three families, Wang Jiang was speechless for a while, he was notorious in the territory of Yuhai!

Seeing that Wang Jiang didn't speak, Kazugami continued, "Do you know what I was thinking when I first saw you just now?"

Wang Jiang shook his head and said he didn't know.

"I wonder if I'm mistaken, how could a dead person who was recognized by the three families appear alive in front of my eyes. Isn't there really a soul in the heavens and the earth?"

As he spoke, he changed his previous image of being high in the eyes of outsiders and laughed.

Wang Jiang stood beside him, speechless, he couldn't imagine that a monk in the Dan stage would make such a joke, it was really boring.

Kawagami stepped aside, restrained his smile and said seriously, "Okay, what are you looking for me?"

Wang Jiang saw that the river seemed to be back to normal, so he said, "I want to ask, where will these villagers really be taken by you?"

The river was a little surprised, and he circled around Wang Jiang, looked at it carefully, and then said, "What do you care about?"

"I remember that the book of sin says that you are a madman, a low-ranking expert child, how can you be interested in these mortals?"

Wang Jiang didn't speak, and once despised the book of sin in his heart.

Wang Jiang didn't explain, and Heshang didn't care, and then continued, "They are a major cultivator of my He family, and my trip is to take them back to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors!"

"I saw you being pulled by one of the little girls, were you worried about her? Don't worry, after these people go back, I can't guarantee that there will be more, but it will definitely be countless times better than here!"

Hearing the assurances on the river, Wang Jiang was relieved and smiled.

"By the way, how did you end up here? There is no sea around Jinjia Island, how did you get here?"