PDLP Chapter 179 The River God Has a True Form!
Chapter 179 The River God Has a True Form!
Filling port.
The river god stood frozen in shock!
He clearly saw Yang Jiao flying towards the sky, so how come in the blink of an eye he was already kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly?
"Young Yang Jiao, please have mercy."
He rushed towards us against the wind, two hot tears streaming down his squinted eyes, his wide sleeves twitching in the wind.
Going to work is really tough!
Look at this colleague who came down from the sky. Although he was under the jurisdiction of the Water God and the other was under the jurisdiction of Venus, the two had already crossed paths after the incident with the Nine-Headed Willow.
When the River God came before Yang Jiao, she was awkwardly circling the curtain, bending down to look at his face and apologize.
The more Yang Jiao turned, the more fiercely the curtain-raising general blocked her way.
"I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else."
"Lift your head up so I can see your injury."
Yang Jiao was anxious and at a loss, her eyes constantly turning to the River God for help.
At this moment, a few intermittent whimpers came from under the arms of Juanliantian, who was covering his head, and they were very mournful.
The fussy man, with his head in jeopardy, dared not let the little rascal see his face clearly, otherwise all the heavenly soldiers lurking in Guankou would easily be dragged out. After all, how could he look like that peddler who sells steamed buns at the village entrance every day?
"Tell me, how badly are you injured? Sir, I have some medicine at home, could you take a look and see how serious it is..."
"Nothing serious!"
Suddenly, the roller shutter let out a loud roar.
He bit his lip to suppress the throbbing pain in his head, wondering how this little girl, who had been under his nose for six years, had grown so strong!
Her father was just an ordinary person!
If you didn't know better, you'd think she was marrying Hercules.
"How can it not be serious? It looks very swollen to me."
Yang Jiao regretfully circled the curtain, only to see large and small bumps on his head, smooth and shiny, pushing his hair back.
So she became even more anxious and reached out to pull him, wanting to apologize properly.
result……
If Yang Jiao hadn't pulled the curtain, she could have easily calmed down on her own.
But now he wasn't even given a chance to catch his breath. With the little darling's strength, it would be easy for her to pull his hand away. Enduring the excruciating pain, Juanlian got up with tears in her eyes.
One hand pressed tightly against his face, the other sleeve billowing, his back straight, his legs trembling with pain, he stood tall and upright.
"It's not serious! I'm not in pain! I'm fine at all!"
After saying that, in order to dissuade Yang Jiao from insisting on seeing it, he deliberately slapped his head hard several times, his voice trembling as he asked:
"Look, I don't feel any pain at all."
The river god, who was standing nearby, felt sorry for them.
He sighed inwardly.
With you in the Heavenly Court, how can things not prosper!
Even Yang Jiao was somewhat impressed by the person in front of her, whose identity she did not know. Although his aura was concealed, the faint spiritual energy he possessed did not seem to belong to an ordinary person.
Moreover, even though he didn't use any magic weapons after he was immobilized, the force of his punches was still at full power.
He held out for five seconds—that's tough!
If we could befriend him, it would surely bring great benefits; we might even be able to obtain his cultivation techniques from the system.
Thinking of this, Yang Jiao bowed apologetically to him, preparing to speak.
Unexpectedly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the little ancestor bowing to him, and his face immediately turned pale. He shuffled his feet to the side and looked at the river god, saying:
"You saw it, I didn't suffer any harm, you have to be my witness!"
Yang Jiao finished bowing, her smile only halfway up.
"Huh? What about people?"
Looking around, the person who had covered their face had already retreated far away, shaking their head in fear from a distance.
She found it strange. Whether she had mistaken him for someone else and accidentally injured him or was just having a normal conversation, wasn't bowing a common way to greet someone in Taoism?
Who in their right mind would suddenly run away when shaking hands with you and saying 'hello'?
That's really strange.
Yang Jiao tentatively took another step forward towards him.
The roller shutter quickly took three steps back.
Yang Jiao took another step forward.
He took three steps back again.
As the Guankou River drew ever closer behind him, Juanlian Tianjiang shouted:
"I'm not a good swimmer!"
After shouting, he took a deep look at the river god.
Rescue me...
With a splash, he resolutely jumped into the irrigation ditch.
As his nasal cavity filled with icy river water, he vaguely began to reminisce about the days when he would lift the curtain for His Majesty in the heavens. The water was so cold, just like the temperature of his heart at that moment.
"Gurgle...Being an immortal is too dangerous, gurgle."
From now on, I must cultivate myself diligently and become the best water-fighting celestial general under the Star Lord; otherwise, I am willing to be demoted to the mortal realm.
Yang Jiao: ...
Is she some kind of evil spirit? Why is she so afraid of me getting close?
Fortunately, although I didn't get to meet this amazing person who doesn't feel pain, the River God now has a real body!
Yang Jiao was very unhappy.
Three whole years have passed, and the River God has finally completed his physical form after sacrificing himself to the Guankou River basin.
It was formed through the worship and incense offerings of the people.
"River God! It's so good to see you again!"
Yang Jiao excitedly grabbed the River God's sleeve, looked through it, and said curiously:
"Let me see how well you've cultivated your physical body!"
She was a little worried. Although Nezha's physical body was also reshaped by incense, Nezha not only had the lotus flower given to Taiyi Zhenren by Yuanshi Tianzun, but also a protective golden pill. In addition, Nuwa herself lit incense so that his physical body could be hardened and his soul could not be harmed.
But the river god is just made of mud, so he won't be able to go into the water anymore, right?
Should we use the Samadhi Fire to solidify the River God's body a bit?
As Yang Jiao pondered this, she pulled open her sleeves.
Subsequently,
Golden light!
Such a bright and sparkling golden light!
It stung Yang Jiao's eyes, and the golden luster was even more dazzling under the sunlight.
The river god took a small step back, pulled up his sleeves to conceal himself, and then bowed humbly, saying:
"Thanks to the offerings of the people, this river god has been reborn as gold!"
A silver light burst forth from the slit in his narrowed eyes. After struggling for a while, he finally opened them halfway with all his might. His eyeballs were silver!
That's all for showing off.
The River Goddess Xizi, clutching her heart, said with emotion:
“Good people, you have transformed me into a golden river god, a silver river god.”
Yang Jiao was suffocating.
Only the river god himself liked Jinzi's body.
It was a twist of fate that brought him a happy ending.
Since he was alright, Yang Jiao took her leave and hurried back to check if anything was still amiss around the Yang residence.
After she left, the smug river god pulled open his sleeves and up to his arm.
The river god was captivated by the sight of the long, thick golden arm.
Perfect~
Just as I was about to return to the River God Temple to further explore the other areas, suddenly! I stopped in my tracks and slapped my thigh!
"Oh no, oh no, I forgot to retrieve the roller shutter!"