The last rays of the sunset are hidden in the north of the mountain, the birds are singing without a trace, the insects and beasts are roaring, and the trees swaying with the wind are showing their teeth and claws.

The three people fell asleep in the Canglan Pavilion, and the gods finally came from a dream.

There was a white fog around him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and Zhou Bai was surprised to find that the three of them appeared together, which was actually connected in a dream.

I don't know who is the main one, Zhou Bai subconsciously manipulates dreams, he knows that he is dreaming, that is lucid dreaming.

Scatter!

This is Zhou Bai wants the white mist to disperse, and in the next second, the thick white mist is really partly dispersed.

The master of the dream can do what he wants to do in his dream.

They are still in the Canglan Pavilion, but the outside of the pavilion is not like Zhou Bai's cognition.

At this moment, a ray of golden light floated in the distance.

Zhou Bai had an understanding and bowed his hand to greet him: "Pingcang Zhou Bai, I have seen the honorable driver." ”

The golden light turned into an illusory figure, but it didn't show its face, or Zhou Bai couldn't see through it.

"I am the mountain god of Tingshan, little guy, you are very interesting, you actually make me feel kind."

"Xiaosheng has always worshiped God and is keen on the joy of mountains and rivers." Zhou Bai is neither humble nor arrogant.

The Jinguang Mountain God glanced at Zhou Bai deeply, turned his head and walked around, reciting the waves that had just been burned to him in the pavilion.

"Toast the east wind, and calmly...... This year's flowers are better than last year's red. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year, who do you know with? ”

"Good words, indeed good words, otherwise they wouldn't wake me up. I'm just a little curious, you're not very old, why did you come from such a sad parting. ”

When Zhou Bai raised his head, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately regained his clarity, and explained softly: "This wave of sand is made with feelings, standing in the Canglan Pavilion, I feel an inexplicable sorrow and unwillingness. ”

"What? If I'm not mistaken, you haven't even stepped into the path before you can sense the mood swings of the gods. The mountain god was a little surprised, but he was very calm in front of Zhou Bai, a mortal, and he did not hide his emotions from being perceived.

Zhou Bai was stunned, quite a sudden realization, and sighed: "There is empathy between mountains and rivers, is the story of Tingshan and Canglan River true?!" ”

"In the past hundred years, apart from Qi Wu, you are the second mortal who asked me to show up."

"I don't care where you see the story of me and the vicissitudes of the Tao from the book, but your first wave of sand really exhausted my heart, I don't know if it was thousands of years ago, or tens of thousands of years ago, she and I gave birth to consciousness at the same time, and depended on each other as companions."

"He is the god of water, and I am the god of the mountain......"

Gradually, the mountain god of Tingshan with a golden light on his face became the teller, and Zhou Bai became a patient listener.

They sat opposite each other, one god and one mortal like old friends.

The mountain god didn't feel anything, but Zhou Bai was cold in his heart, the pressure was too great, he separated a trace of his mind and opened the Heavenly Book of Qi Luck, and the state bar favored by the mountain god was shining slightly.

I don't know how long I spent in this dream, combined with the memories of his previous life, Zhou Bai finally figured out the origin from the story of the mountain god of Tingshan.

When the catastrophe of the previous life came, the surrounding counties of Bei'an County were lost one after another, and they were once attacked and killed by the enemy near the county seat.

Of course, Tingshan also suffered a disaster, and in order to protect the creatures who fled into the mountain, this mountain god stepped forward and fought against the outer gods several times.

In the end, although the god fell here, it can be regarded as buying enough time for Bei'an County to prepare for defense.

Therefore, the mountain god of Tingshan was decreed by the imperial court to be sealed, hoping to call the soul with humane incense, and its story was dug up for future generations and widely praised.

No one thought that this god who turned the tide was still a god of infatuation.

He and the god of water are both innate gods, a high mountain and a big river, strong and undisturbed, living a life like a fairy couple.

No matter how powerful the power is, it can't withstand the changes of the years, the mountain is still the same mountain, but the Canglan River is gradually shrinking due to the flow of water vapor in the world.

You must know that Ningjiang is a big river in Dingzhou, and the original Canglan River is the main branch of Ningjiang, which can feed countless living beings.

When one day in the distant years, after the Canglan River and the Ningjiang River broke off, the current has been decreasing, and now it has become a stream.

And this stream may not be maintained, and now it is all protected by the mountain god of Tingshan, but this is only a forcible continuation of life.

Maybe in more than ten years, or maybe in a year or two, this "Canglan Creek" will disappear from the surface, and the sleeping trace of Canglan Soul will also completely fall.

For the mountain god, the god of water is both a companion and a confidant, and now he is about to face life and death, and he is naturally very sad and has endless sorrows.

With the message of "prophet", Zhou Bai wrote a wave of sand in the poetry meeting, which just relieved the feelings of the mountain gods.

At this moment, the fog on the periphery of the Cangyu Pavilion suddenly shook, and the mountain god frowned and waved his hand to smooth out the turmoil.

But apparently his talking nature was exhausted, and he said to Zhou Bai: "I haven't talked to outsiders for a long time, so I'm bothering you to listen to some broken words." Well, it's not too early, and I should give you the benefits you deserve. ”

"Benefits?" Zhou Bai pretended to be puzzled.

"Well, I have a pact with this kid's ancestors, as long as I offer poems that are popular with me, this god will appear to show his grace." The mountain god pointed to Qi Huadao, who was lying unconscious.

"I'll see, what do you need, huh? ……”

A pair of golden eyes scanned back and forth at Zhou Bai's body, Zhou Bai only felt as if he had been seen through, but when it came to the soul and the secrets in his mind, it seemed to be covered and protected.

"Strange, mortals, you have secrets, haha, that's it, I'm not one of those greedy juniors in the city."

"You have a mean face, the image of your short life has come out, the root of it should be the decay of luck, although I can't see the cause of the decay, but there is a way to save you."

After that, a drop of water appeared on the flattened palm of the mountain god, which at first glance was really just a drop of ordinary water.

However, when Zhou Bai was motioned to come forward to look, Zhou Bai saw a foreign object in the water droplets, which seemed to be a golden-red carp swimming in it.

"God, what is this?" Zhou Bai asked suspiciously.

In his memories of his previous life, he knew that there were resources to increase his luck, but he didn't know what it was.

"The water vein dragon qi intercepted by Canglan can also be called the dragon soul spirit, and mortals in the world can change their lives if they get it." The mountain god looked at the water droplets, as if remembering the past, and said abruptly.

Zhou Bai was shocked: "If the dragon search point circulated by the Daomen is spread, can you point out the hidden dragon?" But that's the Earth Dragon. ”

The mountain god replied: "That's right, after receiving my water vein dragon soul, you can turn your life into the life of a hidden dragon, and you can see the ninety-five positions, and in the process of fighting for the dragon, your luck will naturally change." ”

"I'm afraid it's ten deaths." Zhou Bai naturally didn't just see the benefits, but said extremely calmly.

"With your current foundation, it's about the same, but don't talk about this, a glimmer of life, do you want it or not."

"Of course!"

"If you have the conditions, if you really become a foundation, you need to call on all the people to open the river with the power of the lord and reactivate the water veins."