Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

Chapter 145: Descendants of the Black Turtle, there is a god in Dongting Lake. The man who jumped into the river in the past is now the God of Water!
Boom!

The huge wave came suddenly, reaching a height of hundreds of feet, almost submerging the land within a radius of dozens of miles.

No one had expected that a great monster from the Golden Fairyland was lurking in the lake not far from Dongting Lake!
The giant turtle appeared suddenly. Before Wang Ben, Zhao Cheng and others could notice it, it appeared directly in front of Ying Xuan.

However, Ying Xuan was not panicked. He looked at the giant turtle slowly floating up from the lake in front of him, his eyes flickering, and he secretly said, "Has this been planned for a long time?"

A great demon from the Golden Fairyland was hiding at the bottom of a lake not far from Dongting Lake. It did not show up early or late, but only showed up when Ying Xuan arrived.

It’s hard to say this is a coincidence…because it’s too much of a coincidence!

"His Majesty!"

Wang Ben led the Jiuyou Army and arrived in time. He looked at Ying Xuan nervously, and after confirming that the latter was fine, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, a fierce look flashed in the eyes of this Great Qin Tongwu Marquis, and he turned to look at the giant turtle that appeared from the bottom of the lake and was lingering on the surface of the lake.

"How dare you, a daring monster, disturb the emperor!"

"court death!"

Wang Ben was extremely angry and without saying much, he directly drew out the bronze sword from his waist. Although this sword was not as good as the Tianwen sword that Ying Xuan gave to Zhang Han, which was a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, it was also a top-grade acquired magic sword.

At this moment, Wang Ben raised his hand and swung his sword, ready to chop directly at the giant turtle.

But at this moment, Ying Xuan raised his hand and pressed Wang Ben's shoulder, and said softly: "Wait a minute, I am a little curious about this giant turtle."

As he spoke, Ying Xuan passed the people blocking his way and came to the lake. He looked at the giant turtle and asked slowly, "You seem to have some of the aura of the Qin Empire. What's going on?"

Woo!
The turtle was huge, with clear and bright eyes that showed a sense of smartness. It looked at Ying Xuan and seemed to be somewhat happy.

But its voice was a little low and gentle, and seemed to have no malice.

"Can't speak?" Ying Xuan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

A great demon with the cultivation level of Golden Immortal Realm is actually unable to speak?
This is strange!

at this time--

A light voice came from not far away: "Because it is a descendant of the North Sea Black Turtle. Although it is not an innate creature, it has a trace of the North Sea Black Turtle's bloodline and has also been cursed."

"Because it is not a true innate creature, this curse is even more cruel. It cannot transform, and cannot speak!"

Hearing this, Ying Xuan turned his head and saw a figure coming on the waves. It soon approached the center of the lake. He looked up at the giant turtle, raised his hand and patted it, as if to comfort it.

What was surprising was that the giant turtle gradually calmed down after being comforted.

"Who are you?" Ying Xuan asked curiously.

He could feel the unusualness of the person who came. The aura lingering around his body was extremely bright and dazzling, like a roar independent in the waves, or like a starry sky, incomparably magnificent, and vast between heaven and earth.

However, Ying Xuan was not too worried, because in his perception, the cultivation level of the visitor was not very high, only at the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm.

The guardian dragon hovering in the dark clouds had already seen through the visitor's background at a glance, but it did not know the origin of his existence.

"Greetings to the Second Emperor of Qin. My name is Qu Ping, courtesy name Yuan. Some people also call me Lingjun."

The man looked like a scholar, wearing a luxurious silver robe that shone brightly, reflecting the surroundings, as if reflecting the scenery in the lake. He looked at Ying Xuan from a distance, with some emotion in his eyes, and bowed and said: "Although I was a Chu man in my lifetime, now the Great Chu is gone, it is not convenient for Ping to continue to care about it!"

However, Ying Xuan didn't care at this time. He looked at the man who was coming on the waves of the lake with surprise and astonishment.

Qu Yuan?

Isn't that... the immortal poet who shone brightly in the Spring and Autumn Period before the fall of the Great Chu? ?
"It is rumored that you jumped into the Miluo River, so why are you here?" Ying Xuan looked him up and down, and the guardian dragon perched among the clouds also opened its eyes at this moment.

The extremely bright dragon eyes confirmed Qu Yuan's identity with a casual glance.

That’s right, this person is Qu Yuan!
"It's a long story. I am now the Water God of Dongting Lake, in charge of everything in this 800-mile Dongting Lake." Qu Yuan said slowly.

Dongting Lake Water! ?

Upon hearing this, not only Ying Xuan, but also Wang Ben and others were all surprised.

People were surprised and amazed that this wandering poet, who had a great influence in Kyushu during the Spring and Autumn Period, had become the Water Lord of Dongting Lake.

After all, not everyone who jumps into the river will end up in this situation.

When ordinary people jump into the river, they really die, leaving the world of the living and falling into the underworld.

Who is like Qu Yuan... not only did he not die, but he was also ranked among the gods and became the water god of the 800-li Dongting Lake.

However, Ying Xuan vaguely sensed something was wrong. In his perception, Qu Yuan was only at the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm.

How can one bear the honor of being the Lord of the 800-li Dongting Lake?

You know, Dongting Lake is not a small lake. Once you are conferred the title of Water God, it will inevitably be accompanied by tremendous merits and incense. Not to mention the early stage of Golden Immortal Realm, even the late stage of Golden Immortal Realm... may not be able to bear it.

"I, the Water Lord, was not conferred by the Heavenly Court. It was the people of the 800-li Dongting Lake who spontaneously offered sacrifices and prayed for me. The power of faith and wishes came together, allowing me to forge a golden statue and obtain the title of Water Lord."

As if he saw Ying Xuan's confusion, Qu Yuan took the initiative to explain. He raised his hand and waved, and the scent of incense lingering around him dissipated a little.

Then, a glittering golden figure emerged, and it was Qu Yuan's real body!
It was a golden statue made from the merits accumulated through years of sacrifices and prayers by countless people in the 800-li Dongting Lake!

Just by looking from a distance, everyone present seemed to be able to hear faint shouting coming from their ears... Those were the people who came to Dongting Lake to commemorate Qu Yuan every year on the anniversary of Qu Yuan's death!

"What a great blessing and merit!" Wang Ben couldn't help but sigh.

This sacrifice and prayer obviously did not start in recent years, but has continued until now since Qu Yuan committed suicide by jumping into the river.

It is precisely because of this that Qu Yuan was able to gather such a strong and powerful statue.

This heritage and fortune is truly so rich that it makes people envy!

However, Ying Xuan shook his head, looked at Qu Yuan, and said meaningfully: "It's too early to draw a conclusion now... It's still too early to tell whether it will be a blessing or a disaster!"

The God of Water in the 800-li Dongting Lake was not given a title by the Heavenly Court, but he had such power just because of the people's spontaneous sacrifices and prayers... Ying Xuan didn't believe that the Heavenly Court would not take any action and just sit back and watch such a thing happen.

Especially the Emperor of Heaven who considers himself the ruler of the three realms, can he really tolerate such a thing?

(End of this chapter)