Pre-Qin Mythology: Starting with the River God

The cruelty of war is like the biting cold wind that hits you right now; tomorrow is the beginning of spring, but everyone knows that early spring is colder than deep winter, a mercilessness that seeps into your bones.

Especially in this marshy land.

The vitality of spring is hidden in the mist, which, along with the chill, permeates the hearts of people.

wow...

Above the Quan Shui Water Palace, atop a steep cliff, Quan Ming, bathed in the dim light of the late winter crescent moon, slowly walked among the withered bushes, stepping onto a solitary rock on the cliff... and stood still.

He has already sent the Grand Master of Fate to his own underwater palace, where he is being looked after by Granny Quan and the Blue Fish.

Although the innate spirit has no nature.

However, after being born, most innate deities will use their authority to combine the yin and yang of heaven and earth to shape their bodies, thus creating male and female characteristics, and thus distinguishing them.

In the eyes of the gods and immortals, they are still asexual.

However, Quan Ming still observed etiquette and kept a sufficient distance from Da Siming, giving Da Siming space to think about the follow-up matters and recuperate after waking up.

now……

He had another matter to attend to when he came to this cliffside waterside mansion.

quack!

quack!

The cawing of black crows was followed by a dark cloud that surged in from afar. As it drew closer, it became clear that the cloud was a flock of crows, with a coffin nestled among them. Soon, the crows carried the coffin and landed in front of Quan Ming, hovering and waiting.

At the same time, the headless skeleton guarding the downstream corpse domain quietly arrived.

Quan Ming said in a low voice, "The Grand Master is recuperating in the Water Palace, so it is inconvenient for me to leave. Moreover, the Quanshui Pass upstream is currently embroiled in a chaotic battle among the immortals and gods over merits due to the attack of the Luo River. After settling the Grand Master, I will also head there... Therefore, you will guard this coffin. I will come to the Corpse Domain after I have finished my business and have a talk with this Prince Luo."

The headless corpse, holding a long spear, bowed in salute.

He then boarded a flock of black crows, rode the black mist, and carried the exquisite stone coffin downstream.

……

Time flows like a gentle stream; the night passes, and the first rays of the sun appear.

Quan Ming sat cross-legged on a solitary rock, exhaling slowly. The Daoist image faintly appeared behind him, allowing him to familiarize himself with the Daoist method and comprehend the profound "Lianshan" teachings within the "Chen Yinzi's Image".

hum!

A beautiful figure descended from the clouds and stopped in front of Quan Ming.

Quan Ming sensed the person who had arrived and slowly opened his eyes.

Then one sees... the High Priestess's clothes are magnificent, accentuating her slender figure, but the cut on her neck is smooth, yet it is covered by the sun's flames, constantly scorching her divine body, revealing flesh and bones, with faintly pulsating blood vessels, telling of the pain she suffers every moment...

The Grand Master of Fate held his head in his arms... his face remained dignified as he stared intently at Quan Ming.

Even in this miserable state, dignity remains.

Quan Ming stood up. He knew that the Grand Master of Fate had recovered some of his divine power and made arrangements for the future, which was why he had woken up to find him. He bowed respectfully and asked, "Grand Master of Fate, are you well? Are you going to return to Chu Ze?"

Chuze is a lake formed after the receding waters of Mengze.

It borders the Han River to the north, separating the vassal states of Qian, Xun, and Yang along the Han River, thus serving as a barrier; it is adjacent to Yingdu to the south, which is convenient for the King of Chu to train his navy, making it a place for stationing troops.

This place can be considered the outpost against the feudal lords of the Han River region.

The fact that the Grand Master of Fate resides in this place shows that he is brave and martial, and is capable of serving as the vanguard of Chu.

Therefore, Quan Ming asked the other party whether he wanted to return to Chu Ze and recuperate in Chu Ze's own territory, instead of continuing to stay in his small Quan Shui Water Mansion.

The head in the High Priest's arms nodded slightly in response.

Meanwhile, the Great Master of Fate's carriage also came from the horizon and slowly descended... This time, the journey was not as arrogant as before.

"How about Shao Siming?"

"You should know that her destiny is flawed. It was you who helped her some time ago, which is why she... came to me to exchange places with me... She never cares about these things."

Normally, the Grand Master of Fate would be in a carriage, looking down from above in the air.

But at this moment, Da Siming chose to look Quan Ming in the eye.

But this level gaze is full of sharpness.

Quan Ming understood that this was because of Shao Siming.

"Shao Siming is alright... I did help her with her 'illness' some time ago. In fact, I have to thank Da Siming for upholding justice and entrusting me with the power of the souls of the dead in the Quanshui region, so that I can contain a portion of the seven emotions and six desires in the body of a person."

With just these words, the Great Master of Fate's eyes gleamed, and she already knew how Quan Ming had suppressed the Lesser Master of Fate's problem.

Her eyes lit up.

He murmured unconsciously, "Using human corpses as vessels to bear the diseases of the gods' seven emotions and six desires."

Having said that, she quickly put her mind at ease.

Gods are not close to people; they may not love people, but they must never harm people!

This is Daotian's bottom line...

Similarly, Da Siming also knows Shao Siming's nature. Shao Siming, who holds the power of procreation, might not actually seek such an "antidote" on her own initiative. It would just be by chance that she could use it once with a clear conscience.

The Grand Master of Fate pondered this moment and silently scrutinized Quan Ming for a brief instant.

"Your luck is excellent. Everything happened at the perfect time, but it was precisely this luck that moved Shao Siming... She actually pleaded with me for you..."

With a blank expression, the Grand Master of Fate waved his hand and got into the carriage.

"Given my current state, I won't wait for Shao Siming to come see me. I'll return to Chu Ze myself... to heal my injuries, so I can be ready to go back to the battlefield at any time..."

Rumble!

The carriage sped on, and the Grand Master of Fate did not ask Quan Ming any further questions.

Before the Grand Master of Fate departed from the sky, a stream of light fell and landed in Quan Ming's hands.

—A booklet—

This is a book formed by auspicious clouds, which can be called the Cloud Register. Golden light emerges on it, revealing rules and regulations for bestowing blessings. Quan Ming can look at it at will. If the blessing ceremony is performed in accordance with the rules, the effect of the blessing can be enhanced.

The words of the High Priestess rang in Quan Ming's ears:

As far as immortals and gods are concerned...

Lianshan was established.

The Gui Cang (Return to the Source) is used to create artifacts.

The fact that Shao Siming passed on the image of "Lianshan" to you shows that he agrees with it, so I will not be stingy. This [Sacrificial Vessel] is a "Guicang" vessel, which I obtained from a bet with Yunzhongjun a hundred years ago. It is formed by gathering the image of heavenly fire in "Guicang" to create the [Vessel of Returning to the Elder Brother].

The eldest brother is one who respectfully assists his fellow countrymen.

According to the aforementioned sacrificial regulations, those who admire you, believe in you, and worship you will be granted additional blessings.

Today I bestow this upon you as a reward for your assistance.

……

Quan Ming waved his hand, and the cloud-like booklet transformed into mist, forming a ring around his arm, drifting and being refined to recognize its master.

A vessel for storing away treasures?

So that's how it is!

Quan Ming cupped his hands in a distant bow to the heavens, thanking the Great Master of Fate for his gift.

He then stood up and took out the peacock feather fan that Shao Siming had lent him. This was also a treasure of the Gui Cang, but unlike the Yun Lu book, the feather fan retained the aura of Shao Siming's authority. He used the feather fan to aid Shao Siming's power.

Using the Cloud Register Book is based on one's own power.

A streak of light flashed by...

Thirty-eight streams of light appeared on the feather fan, representing the rank of this artifact. These ranks were created by Shao Siming using her own Dao to forge restrictions. The stronger the restrictions, the stronger the artifact.

Even if they are separated from the Lord, they can still be of great use.

Above the Cloud Register, because the Great Master of Fate removed his own Dao, the restrictions have now dissipated, allowing him to recognize the Sovereign's Name and completely belong to it. Even if the Sovereign were to die and be resurrected, he could be reassembled.

However, because of this, the current restriction is only a shallow one and is still weak.

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