Chen Jing said, but in his heart, he felt that the question of the big red shrimp had opened a gap in his mind, and a faint starlight had drilled into it, like a vast and mysterious Tao.

  The big red shrimp didn't ask any more questions, and Chen Jing seemed to have fallen into a daze. However, Chen Jing continued to speak in a calm and unhurried tone: "Heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and humans are a small universe. The tangible physical body is yang, while the intangible soul is yin, forming a complete and harmonious body. For us cultivators, our ultimate goal is to achieve longevity. To live forever, we must keep our bodies intact and never let them decay or die. Therefore, various cultivation methods have emerged in the world, which involve absorbing and integrating the primordial energy of heaven and earth into one's own body. This is to prevent the physical body from aging, while also developing various techniques to avoid injury and damage to the physical body during conflicts."

  Chen Jing sat there motionless, the River God Temple on the riverbank stood quietly between heaven and earth. He was just a part of the mainstream of the world, for in this world, there were still many spirits that could exist between heaven and earth even after losing their physical bodies.

  At this time, Qing Tai Bei Ke suddenly asked: "What are you, River God?"

  "Intention." Chen Jing replied quickly, and then seemed to feel that the answer was not enough, so he added: "Now I am called Yīn Shén in the Taoist school."

  Right here, a rooster crowed in Heqian Village, and then they came one after another.

  Chen Jing woke up with a start and looked east, only to find that it was already dawn.

  He has been practicing for so many years, and when Ye Qingxue led him in, he only guided him to swallow the heavenly energy of heaven and earth, without telling him anything else. These are still his own understanding after reading a lot of Taoist books in Qianluomen, and many similar demonic creatures like Daxia, even if they have been practicing for hundreds of years, cannot be explained clearly like Chen Jing, although Chen Jing himself does not know whether what he said is right or wrong.

  Chen Jing returned to the statue, he didn't go to see Ye Qingxue's "Ji Jian Xin Jing" that was stolen from Luo Fu, but just kept thinking about things, in a state of drifting. As if there were no thoughts, yet as if there were delusional thoughts.

  There aren't many people fishing during the day, because a lot of fish in the river have died. More were brought into the sky when the Dragon King soared into the air nine days ago and were struck by thunder into powder. Another part entered the sea. Living beings have their own spirituality, they can feel that the spiritual energy in this river is extremely lacking, so they instinctively left.

  The 9,300-mile Jing River now has only one river god. Except for this one river god, all other spirits are extremely rare. The big red shrimp and shellfish also escaped the fate of being swept away by hiding in the temple after sensing something was wrong with the river domain.

  Ordinary people naturally didn't know what was going on, they only knew that a lot of fish had suddenly died in the past few days, and one by one, they were panicked. The village elder came to the River God Temple, and the first time he came, Chen Jing hadn't returned yet. He wandered around the temple for a day but didn't wait for anything. When he came the second time, however, he saw a red shrimp as big as a pig and a shell as large as a millstone. He was suddenly frightened. However, he also had some courage, or perhaps it was because he wasn't as afraid of Chen Jing as he was of other gods, so he didn't turn around and run out of the temple. Instead, he very politely paid his respects with a bow, using the mortal's ritual for seeing spirits. In the mortal world, there is a ritual for seeing gods, but most gods have spirit objects by their side, so there is also a ritual for seeing spirits. The village elder took the shell and the large red shrimp to be the River God's spirit objects.

  On the third day he came again and saw Chen Jing. Chen Jing then told him not to worry, everything was calm.

  With Chen Jing's words, the village elder was also relieved and went back to tell the villagers, who then dared to go fishing in the river.

  It has been over a decade since Chen Jing was taken to the underworld by Qin Cheng, and people in the entire Ba Ling area have slowly discovered that gods are no longer visible. They don't know what's going on, thinking they've offended the gods, and are panicked in their hearts. In this world where humans are most numerous but at the bottom, days without gods and faith are very unsettling. This situation also exists in Heqian Village, where people have found that the land god is not visible, the ancestors in the Heqian Temple are not visible, and the gods of Cuiping Mountain are far away, taking a whole day to come and go. Only the River God Temple makes them feel slightly at ease, after all, Chen Jing's feat of slaying demons and guarding the river domain to ensure peace is still fresh in people's minds, and many have witnessed it.

  Especially when the Qingqiu Jiutu Fox clan came here that year, neither the land god nor the virtual spirit responded to them, but Chen Jing did. In their hearts, Chen Jing was already more spiritual than they were. The three incense sticks in every household became even more sincere.

  For so many years, Chen Jing's body has become a river god image, but the divine domain is constantly expanding. The river gods upstream and downstream have disappeared, and they had already disappeared many years ago. So, over the years, Chen Jing has not only been the river god of Xiu Chun Wan, Luantou Slope, and Evil Dragon Gorge, his imperial symbol has been changing and growing, and half of the Fenglin Ferry River Domain has emerged, and there is also an additional section upstream. This is still because Chen Jing did not put his heart into this aspect over the years, if he had put his mind on the river domain, now it's likely that two more sections of the river domain would have been added.

  The day passed quickly, and at the moment when the sun set, Chen Jing stepped down from the statue. He sat on the threshold of the River God Temple again, propping his chin with his hand, watching the ripples under the riverbank.

  "Chirp chirp, tweet tweet, I am a free little white dragon. La la la...... Oh oh oh, I am a free little white dragon......"

  The sound of quick footsteps came from the riverbank, getting closer and closer. Before long, she arrived in front of the River God Temple. It was the little white dragon who had recited "Tian Yao Hua Xing Pian" for a whole night in the temple. Her clothes looked a bit dirty, her hair was still tied up in a messy braid, but her face and hands were very clean, with a smooth and tender complexion. Although she wasn't particularly beautiful, there was an air of ease and agility about her.

  She caught sight of Chen Jing sitting on the threshold at a glance, and the cheerful ditty in her mouth came to an abrupt end. Her originally dancing body stood there as if someone had pressed her acupuncture points, with one foot still tapping behind her and her body slightly leaning forward. She looked for a while, then suddenly said: "Are you cloud or mist?"

  Chen Jing naturally remembered this mysterious little girl named Xiao Bai Long. When he saw her again, she was still the same, and several years had passed without growing up at all.

  "Why ask this?" Chen Jing asked.

  "Because you look like a cloud and fog." The little white dragon said quickly. Chen Jing lowered his head to look at himself, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

  Just then, a loud shout was heard: "How dare you be so presumptuous and disrespectful to the gods! You will not receive the protection of the divine spirits."

  "Pa, ba..." The little white dragon saw the big red shrimp and wasn't afraid at all. It turned around, lifted its butt towards the big red shrimp, and made a farting sound with its voice and expression.

  It's a coincidence that after the little white dragon read the Transformation Chapter, he never met the big red shrimp. This is what the little white dragon said when he first met the big red shrimp, and then they started arguing with each other. Even after they both became demon kings, every time they met, they would argue again.

  That evening was spent in the midst of Xiao Baidong and Da Hongxia's quarrel, with Chen Jing listening to their heated debate about all sorts of unrelated matters, yet somehow not feeling annoyed. Perhaps they were tired from arguing, Da Hongxia lay down on Chen Jing's left side, while Bei Ke remained standing quietly on his right side, Xiao Baidong moved a rock in front of Chen Jing and sat down, propping up her chin with her hand.

  For a moment it became quiet, blue starlight floated in the sky, and the river breeze was cool.

  Not long after, the shell that had not spoken since arriving in front of the River God Temple suddenly said: "River God, you said yesterday that your current state is called a yin god in the Daoist tradition, and that it's an idea. I've been thinking about it for a whole day but still can't understand."

  The shell with moss sounds tender, even more tender than Xiaobailong's voice.

  The little white dragon looked curiously at the blue shell that could talk, for her today was a magical day. After hearing the shell speak, she not only wondered what was inside the shell but also what were yin spirits and what were thoughts.

  The shell rarely asks Chen Jing things, she is always quietly standing there, surrounded by a layer of mist. At this moment, the shell, the big red shrimp, and the small white dragon are like three Taoist priests, sitting quietly there.

  Chen Jing immediately explained: "Intentions are produced after the birth of a living being and the opening of its eyes. It is the thought of a living being, it is instinct, it is will. At the same time, it is also chaotic and scattered. The intentions on ordinary people's bodies are basically invisible and difficult to control, and they can't feel them at all. However, in the cultivation world, there are methods for cultivating, such as storing thoughts, fasting, absorbing energy, meditation... Many methods cultivate, through these methods can slowly concentrate, control, guide, refine intentions. These directions come from various different schools of thought between heaven and earth, although they are not the same, their purpose is the same, that is to make intentions more subtle Control your own body, if you want to say it deeper, it is what the cultivation world calls "Dao Xin"..."

  When Chen Jing finished speaking, the east shone again.

  This is another sermon by Chen Jing, although it's not about anything profound, but it's his own personal understanding. Only what one understands personally is truly one's own; otherwise, even if one studies a lot, it's just empty theory.

  Xiao Bai Long felt curious, it was the first time she heard these things, thought they were very interesting, decided to come here every night from now on. Chen Jing didn't ask Xiao Bai Long anything, originally Da Hong Xia liked asking these kinds of questions, but he had a falling out with Xiao Bai Long at their first meeting, naturally wouldn't ask either. Bei Ke was always silent and rarely spoke, also wouldn't ask.