Otherwise, with eight hundred years of Taoism, coupled with the prosperity of the Wu Kingdom, and the multiplication of national luck, he would have turned into a dragon long ago.

And in order to verify whether his idea was correct, Ning He also took the black bear spirit to a small Dharma temple by the river.

There are many small Dharma temples like this in and around Wujiang City, about half the size of a body, with statues of the God of River inside.

Pilgrims who don't want to travel far to visit the big ancestral hall in the city can pray here.

Ning He chose a small Dharma temple near the south of Wujiang River because the statue inside contained a trace of the River God.

Ning He's skill level is enough to know the whole thing with a single glance, and to detect whether his soul is damaged.

Waiting until here.

It was deserted and no one was there.

The sacrifices in front of the statues were snatched away by unknown small animals.

But the statue stood holding a token similar to that of a county magistrate, as if he didn't care about these naughty beasts who had not yet developed their intelligence.

But in fact, in addition to being a priest, Jiang Shen is also the great demon king of Wu.

As long as they are monsters with spiritual awareness, they all respect the River God.

For example, right now.

When the black bear spirit knew that the Taoist priest was looking for Wu Jiangshen, he became a little submissive along the way.

From beginning to end, I didn’t dare to talk as much as before.

When he came to the statue of the god, his height and body shape had become that of an ordinary person.

Just in time to get clean.

Ning He also looked at the statue, and with a slight perception, he found that a breath of the Wu Dynasty's national destiny was flowing into the river.

It's just that this aura seems to be strong and majestic, but in fact it lacks a sense of 'flawlessness'.

It's like one of the seven souls of a stranger is missing.

To ordinary people, this is like ‘losing one’s soul’.

For monks, although the soul will not be lost, the soul must be damaged.

If you want to maintain your health and keep it as flawless as before, you don’t have to think about it for less than thirty years.

Ning He was aware of this and fully understood Wu Jiang Shen's current cultivation situation.

But when the black bear spirit looked at the statue, he became more and more frightened. He also looked at the riverside not far away from time to time, fearing that he would displease the river god by wandering around like this.

But in fact, in the distance in the river, it looks like a crystal palace made of solidified water.

Wearing a brown and black official robe, a middle-aged man with a majestic but elegant temperament was looking curiously towards the river, and he had already discovered the black bear spirit and Ninghe.

There are remnants of his spiritual consciousness on the statue.

He could feel and see a demon cultivator with some spiritual skills and a teacher who looked like an ordinary person, stopping in front of his statue, as if observing something.

"Come here." He immediately wanted to summon the water general outside the house, and wanted him to go to the shore to inquire to see if the demon cultivator wanted something from him, and to prevent the demon cultivator from harming the human gentleman next to him.

But in the next moment, the water with a fish head and a human body will just come in.

Jiang Shen seemed to have seen something incredible, and subconsciously waved his hand to let the water recede.

Because a few breaths ago.

After Ning He learned that his deduction was good, he took out the gourd, condensed a snow cup with snow from the air, and poured out a cup of five-color spirit wine.

"Ning traveled to the Wu Dynasty for a hundred days and heard many Taoist friends often talk about Jiang Shen.

Then he admired the God of Wu Jiang for paving the way for the monks of the Wu Dynasty, so Ning took the liberty to come to the temple of Jiang God and wanted to offer a glass of wine to the God of Jiang."

The words swayed in front of the statue.

‘Magic monk?’

At the same time in the Crystal Palace.

Jiang Shen was shocked in his heart. He thought he was an ordinary teacher, but he didn't expect he was a great monk who also mastered the Five Elements!

So that in the next moment.

After he waved off the general, he rushed towards the river.

The black bear spirit on the river bank soon saw an elegant middle-aged man walking out of the river. He solemnly saluted Ning Heyi and said, "The little god has met Mr. Mr. Love the little god."

Jiang Shen finished speaking and couldn't help but look at the spirit wine in Ning He's hand.

The aura emanating from it restored his sea of ​​​​consciousness, which ached aching every day, to its usual calmness.

From the moment he saw it, he knew that this wine was definitely an elixir comparable to the wonders of heaven and earth!

And it’s an elixir that can heal the soul!

'Jiang Shen...' The moment the black bear spirit saw the elegant middle-aged man, he also knew that this was Jiang Shen.

But then he was amazed, he didn't expect that the Taoist priest was so good that even Jiang Shen would be as obedient as him?

Ning He didn't care about Black Bear Spirit's thoughts, but returned a salute to Jiang Shen.

Later, Jiang Shen was seen looking at Lingjiu again.

Ning He didn't say anything more, but revealed his injury with one sentence, "I saw Jiang Shen's body today, and accidentally discovered that Jiang Shen's soul was damaged.

And if you take it now, it will only add some Taoism, and it will be useless for the injury of Wu Jiang Shen’s soul.”

Ning He shook the wine glass, and the five elements spirit liquid inside gradually turned into the colors of wood and water, "But now, although the two spirits of water and wood cannot help Jiang Shen transform into a dragon, nor can he increase his Taoism, it can repair the old wounds of his spiritual consciousness."
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After saying that, Ning He pushed the snow cup away.

"Can this gentleman see through my soul? What state of mind is he..." Wu Jiang Shen paused for a moment, then gave a solemn salute before carefully taking the spirit wine.

"Can you add Tao Xing?" The black bear spirit was stunned for a moment. He remembered that his husband invited him to drink two months ago, and it seemed to be this gourd spirit wine.

He refused at the time, but he didn’t expect it to be a treasure?

The black bear spirit felt very uncomfortable and did not dare to speak, so he just looked at Ning He eagerly.

Ning He couldn't help but laugh when he saw the pitiful expression of the black bear spirit. He also poured out a glass, handed it to him, and asked the same words he had just asked when they met.

"Do you, Taoist Xiong, drink alcohol?"

"Of course you can drink it!" The black bear spirit took it with a smile, "The Taoist master doesn't know that I, the old bear, will never get drunk after a hundred cups! I have few rivals in five hundred years!"

As he spoke, he raised his head and drank it all without thinking, wanting to taste the taste of this spiritual wine.

But in the next moment, the black bear spirit was about to say, "Good wine! Come again!" But before he could say anything, his head felt dizzy, he closed his eyes and lay on the ground, turning into a big black bear with its back on the ground.<

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The limbs were paralyzed to the sides, revealing a slightly round belly.

This is drunk.

When Jiang Shen saw this scene, he stopped preparing to drink. He was afraid of being embarrassed in front of his husband, and he was also afraid of drinking like a black bear spirit and revealing his true colors.

But more than anything, I am envious of the good relationship between this black bear spirit and my husband, and that he can freely ask for this fairy wine that is comparable to the wonders of heaven and earth.

When Ning He saw Jiang Shen stunned, he also reminded: "After two months of brewing, this wine is no longer suitable for monks who have completed the foundation building.

Although the God of Wujiang has completed his foundation building and has a half-dragon body, which can alleviate some of his drunkenness, it is better to find a quiet room for retreat first."

"Thank you, Mr. Sir, for your advice!" Wu Jiangshen said gratefully. He did not wonder why Mr. could see through his true identity, nor did he leave. Instead, he suddenly reversed the technique and spat out a drop of cyan blood with a strange fragrance.

This is the blood of his heart, and he has only condensed twelve drops now, and each drop can add twenty years to the monk's life and twenty years of Taoism.

This is comparable to the elixir of heaven and earth, it is not unprecious.

But today, after receiving the kindness from his husband, he felt that the only thing he could get, something that could repay some kindness, was only his own hard work.

But it can only be one drop, any more will damage the foundation of his vitality.

By then, even if you take spiritual wine, there is no hope of turning you into a dragon.

But just like that, after he vomited out a drop of his hard-earned blood, his face turned pale, but he managed to hold on to the discomfort and said gratefully to Ning He: "Sir's kindness can never be repaid..."

He said, sending out the essence and blood, "After the little god turns into a dragon, he will travel across the five continents to find the rare treasures of the world, and he will definitely repay the rest of today's kindness!"

Ning He looked at the essence and blood floating in front of him and saw Jiang Shen's insistent look. After thinking about it, he agreed, "When Jiang Shen turns into a dragon, Ning will definitely go to see the ceremony."

"Thank you, sir!" Jiang Shen thanked him. Seeing that he had no intention of being a guest or treating him as a host, he could only carefully explore where he lived and prepare to repay his kindness in the future.

"I wonder where the blessed land where your husband practices Buddhism?"

"Liangcheng Zhou County." Ning He had nothing to hide, and looked at Jiang Shen with a smile: "It is important to repair the soul. Jiang Shen should return to the house to take it as soon as possible."

"Then... the little god takes his leave first." Jiang Shen bowed again, and then went back to the palace to retreat. At the same time, he sent two capable water generals to the riverside to see if there was anything he needed to dispatch and employ.<

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And before the water comes.

Ning He looked at this round drop of blood and did not think about taking it. Instead, he thought that this drop of blood contains the essence of Jiang Shen's half-dragon effort, the essence of life. If it is carefully cultivated, can he also become a spirit? Or be born.
To be continued...