In the real world, Wei Yuan, who was originally lying peacefully, suddenly sat up and instinctively covered his nose and face. He could still remember the feeling of the huge pottery pressing against his face, it was painful. Wei Yuan couldn't help but grimace and said, "That monkey..."

They were already awake and could still feel the lingering pain.

They definitely didn't hold back.

This was the weight of five thousand years of resentment.

Wei Yuan looked up and saw a water god talisman on his brow. He struggled to suppress the anomalies in his eyes. This was not actually power, but represented a certain qualification. Moreover, since it was an external force, it was slowly dissipating. Wei Yuan clenched his fist and looked at the time.

Less than three minutes had passed.

In the dream, there was a communication of thoughts at different levels, and the flow of time was different from reality, sometimes faster and sometimes slower.

Wei Yuan looked at the distance. Quan City was in Jiangnan Road, but the place where the Celestial Master's Mansion was located was Huai Shui Turtle Mountain. There were hundreds of kilometers between the two. Even if he took the high-speed train, it would still take several hours. He didn't know if the situation there was critical.

If he was late, the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion would probably be in danger.

Wei Yuan paused for a moment and turned around, walking quickly to the inner room of the museum. The water ghost who was fishing there was playing with his fishing net, while the soul of the Qi family's military soul was trimming the soul-feeding wood that served as his spiritual abode. They both looked ordinary. The water ghost greeted Wei Yuan and said, "Wei Boss, you're here?"

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"The cola is running out again."

Wei Yuan pulled them over.

He first explained the danger the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion were facing and the matter of sacrificing young boys and girls. Both the lazy water ghost and the Qi family's military soul, who fought to the death, changed their expressions. Wei Yuan didn't mention the former, but the latter could easily anger anyone. The water ghost gritted his teeth, and the military soul stood up with a solemn aura, saying, "General, do you want us to help?"

Wei Yuan said, "No, I want you to go first, I will follow."

The military soul of the Qi family was surprised and said, "But Turtle Mountain is more than a thousand miles away."

Wei Yuan said, "As water spirits, you can naturally return in ten days."

……………………

Wei Yuan pressed his brow.

Holding the Eight-Faced Han Sword, he slightly raised the blade.

Wu Zhiqi temporarily gave him partial authority as the Huai Wo Water Lord, similar to the mountain and water deities appointed by later dynasties. However, Wei Yuan was not a monster soul or a natural deity, so he only had a partial understanding of this usage. Therefore, he used the method of performing rituals in the Celestial Master's Taoist tradition, pointed at the two ghosts, and performed the Yu steps with his feet, saying in a low voice:

"......I grant you the Huai Wo Lord's golden armor and the Ren Water Patrol and Demon-Slaying Sword......"

"I also give you ten thousand water spirits and three thousand whirlpool soldiers."

Wei Yuan, as a cultivator who had not received any talismans, could not perform these ritual spells. This required the use of the accumulated knowledge of various sects and schools of Taoism. But now, he just casually said it and it became true. The two ghosts, who were originally in a miserable state, were instantly enveloped in water vapor and adorned with armor and helmets. They raised their swords with their hands.

They looked dignified and clearly were Yin generals cultivated through authentic Taoist methods.

However, the so-called water spirits and whirlpool soldiers did not actually exist.

Similar to the seal in Wei Yuan's hand, it was only a temporary blessing that would naturally dissipate after a certain period of time.

The two ghosts looked at each other in surprise, and then understood Wei Yuan's meaning. The military soul of the Qi family and the water ghost were originally ethereal souls. In this situation, with the water escape technique, there was a Luojian flowing around Quan City. With the temporary blessing at this moment, the two ghosts left the museum in broad daylight and rushed into the water.

Then they directly merged with the water flow.

The ten thousand water spirits and three thousand whirlpool soldiers that were mentioned earlier only appeared at this moment.

They were not real soldiers, but rather the manipulation of water. They quickly headed towards Huai Shui Turtle Mountain. Wei Yuan thought for a moment, sent a message to the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion over there, telling them to wait a little longer so that they wouldn't lose their determination to defend, and then followed them out.

When he left, he saw an ancient and simple mask in the museum. He held the mask in his hand and headed towards Luojian River.

………………

Zhang Tao sat leaning against the side of the boat, his breath was rapid and weak.

The Eight Trigrams Plate in his hand had already shattered, and his clothes were stained red with blood, wetting them. The boat continued to move forward reluctantly, but behind the boat, the seven pairs of water ghosts transformed from the children continued to follow with their eerie red sedan chair, neither fast nor slow.

His face, which was turning green and swollen, had a thick layer of white powder, and his cheeks were painted with red rouge.

There was a creepy and penetrating smile on his face, always staring at the people on the boat.

The old man who was originally sailing had already collapsed on the boat due to extreme fear, his face pale.

It was as if he knew very well what the outcome would be if he was caught up by these water ghosts. Zhang Tao covered his chest and struggled to sit up. At this moment, he suddenly regretted that he had brought too few talismans with him. But then he thought, even if he had more, it seemed that it wouldn't be enough.

He had informed the senior brothers of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

He had also informed the senior who had warned him that there might be a problem with Huai Shui.But deep down, he knew that he was just clutching at straws. Neither the Celestial Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain nor the wandering senior he didn't know where, could help him. The distance was simply too great, beyond their reach.

All he could do now was to hold on a little longer.

If he was lucky, there might still be a chance to survive. If not, he would at least take down a few Water Ghosts.

Zhang Tao raised his hand and chanted a spell. The talisman in his hand ignited without wind and flew towards the Water Ghost in front. The other Taoists were also unwilling to die here and cast their talismans. However, the Water Ghost let out a sharp scream. The surface of the Huai River surged, creating a whirlpool. A huge wave exploded, engulfing all the talismans.

Then it crashed down heavily.

The entire boat shook violently. Zhang Tao was thrown into the water, bleeding. It was his senior brother who pulled him back, saving him from falling into the water. He was panting heavily. When he looked up, he saw the talismans on the water surface had stopped burning. Some were even interrupted halfway through their activation.

Zhang Tao stared at the talismans, finally letting out a bitter laugh.

The enemy's cultivation was far superior to theirs.

Was he really going to become a Water Ghost today? Was there a demon god in the Huai River?

As despair filled his heart, his mind slipped. The boy and girl who had been following the boat suddenly screamed, leaping from the water and pouncing on the boat. Zhang Tao was caught off guard and fell into a dangerous situation. Gritting his teeth, he decided to open his arms and take the Water Ghosts down with him, buying time for his fellow disciples.

But when he tried to push, he found that the Water Ghosts, though small, were incredibly strong. He couldn't move them. Zhang Tao looked down and saw a strange smile on the bloated, greenish face. The mouth opened, revealing sharp teeth, and bit down on him.

It's over...

Despair filled Zhang Tao's heart.

The sound of a sword rang out.

Suddenly, the movements of the two Water Ghosts froze.

When he looked up, he saw several Water Ghosts lying on the boat. Most of the Water Ghosts transformed from the seven pairs of boys and girls had been killed. They seemed to have seen something that should not exist in this era and fled in panic, only to be chased down and killed. Two golden-armored generals appeared in front.

One was fair and beardless, with a dignified appearance. The other had a beard and a deep, stern look.

Both were dressed in golden armor and red robes, holding long swords. They were enveloped in wisps of smoke, looking like spirits, but they didn't give off the feeling of ghosts. Instead, they had a righteous aura. The water around them surged, and divine light shone behind them. Zhang Tao stared blankly at the figures that only existed in the records of Taoism.

"Protector Yin Gods?"

"Why are there Protector Gods in the Huai River?"

At this moment, the other Taoists hurriedly pulled Zhang Tao back. His limbs were stiff. His phone fell to the ground with a clatter. The screen lit up, showing an unread message. Zhang Tao looked at it subconsciously.

"Wait..."

The message was from six minutes ago.

His thoughts were frozen, his mind blank. A ridiculous idea crossed his mind.

……………………

Wei Yuan cast an invisibility spell to avoid the eyes of ordinary people, then walked into the Luo River.

He planned to take the Luo River to the Huai River and head to Turtle Mountain.

The seven pairs of Water Ghosts, the evil sacrifice of boys and girls, and the sedan chair they were carrying.

These were obviously just appetizers.

The real target was still hidden.

Wei Yuan thought of Wu Zhiqi's laughter. Simply dealing with the Water Ghosts of boys and girls would not satisfy him. The water in front naturally parted as he walked towards the Huai River. The surrounding water flowed around him, allowing him to breathe underwater. The water no longer obstructed his vision, and Wei Yuan's speed increased.

The creatures in the water sensed the 'Water God's' destination.

Fish began to gather.

Hundreds of fish gathered together, forming a giant beast that supported Wei Yuan. As the water became wider, more and more fish gathered. From a distance, it looked like a dragon lurking in the water.

Wei Yuan no longer walked. He sat at the 'head of the dragon'.

He thought for a moment, then put on the ancient mask.

The water hit his body, turning into white rapids. The water flowed along his arms, pulling back his body, like a wide white robe. He closed his eyes, then opened them again. As the Water God's proxy, his pupils were dyed with divine power, briefly turning into a vast golden color.

Overlooking Hebei, there is plenty. Across the four seas, where is the end!

Exercising divine authority.

When he put on the mask, it carried another meaning.

Since the age of gods, after a separation of five thousand years from the human world, the ancient great demon, the Water Lord of Huai Whirl, was on his eastern patrol again!

PS: Second update, slightly fewer words...