White tea legend

The monsters smelled the breath of victory, and their eyes shone with hunger and greed.

They surrounded the place where Lan Gu fell, roaring lowly, ready to enjoy this hard-won meal.

The villagers were at a loss. Their shouts and prayers rang through the sky, but they could not wake up Lan Gu who was in a coma.

Just when the monsters were about to eat Lan Gu, the sky suddenly became brighter.

Several dazzling rays of light pierced the sky, and as the light appeared, several gods wearing gorgeous fairy robes slowly descended.

Their arrival was accompanied by a powerful aura, and even those ferocious monsters felt an unprecedented threat.

The gods didn't say much, their eyes were firm and calm, and they obviously came to save Lan Gu.

The magic weapons in their hands exuded bright brilliance, and as they waved, waves of energy surged out, competing with the flames and sharp claws of the monsters.

The battle was almost one-sided. The gods have high magic power, and every attack accurately hits the weak points of the monsters and repels them.

Although the monsters are numerous in number, they have no power to fight back in the face of this supernatural power. For a moment, the sky was filled with the roar of energy collision, and the figures of monsters running away in terror were seen on the ground.

After a fierce battle, the monsters finally realized the terror of these gods. They began to flee in all directions and disappeared deep into the forest.

"Master Hongxue Cave!"

Bai Cha pounced on Lan Gu on the ground.

Although Lan Gu's incarnations in the mortal world are changeable and she has a different face every time she appears, Bai Cha recognizes the blue dress.

"In the mortal world, I have a mortal name. Call me Lan Gu."

Lan Gu said, closing her eyes again.

Bai Cha gently helped Lan Gu up, and Lu Yu used his magical power to heal Lan Gu's injuries. Gradually, Lan Gu's face began to return to ruddy color, and her breathing became steady.

When Lan Gu opened her eyes again, she saw the faces of several gods.

She stood up and bowed deeply to express her gratitude.

Several gods took Lan Gu to a roadside temple.

The existence of this small temple seems to be a secret garden. Only passers-by or naughty children accidentally discover its traces.

Different from the prosperous scene in the past, the temple now looks extremely depressed due to famine. The melodious ringing of bells and the curling of cigarettes no longer exist, replaced by silence and dilapidation.

The outer walls of the temple have been eroded by time, and the mottled walls are covered with moss and creepers. They sway gently in the wind, seeming to tell endless past events.

The weathered stone pillars are carved with vague patterns, making it difficult to tell how delicate and solemn they once were. The stone steps in front of the door were full of cracks and overgrown with weeds. A few wild flowers stuck their heads out tenaciously in the gaps, as if they were a silent mockery of the ruins.

As everyone pushed the door open, a damp and moldy smell hit their faces.

The interior of the hall was dark and dark, with only a few rays of sunlight shining on the ground through the broken roof.

The murals behind the statue have completely peeled off, and only a hint of the past glory can be seen from the remaining colors. The offering table in front of the altar was dilapidated and dilapidated, and the offerings on it had long been eroded by time, leaving only a few pieces of dried fruit and vague remains of the offerings.

The surrounding wooden beams were crumbling due to disrepair, and some corners had even collapsed, making the originally small space even more messy. Broken incense burners and broken glazed tiles are scattered on the ground. They once shone with light, but now they are dim, just like the fate of this temple. Spiders were weaving their webs patiently in the corners, their whispers echoing in the dusty air.

The statue of the god itself cannot escape the wind and frost. The original solemn face was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the paint fell off, revealing the rough stone texture underneath. His eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he were staring at a world that no longer needed the protection of gods. An inexplicable sense of sadness emanates from this abandoned temple, which makes people feel pitiful.

Although the temple has been abandoned, the piety of the former believers can still be seen in some corners. There are some old things piled up in the corner of the wall, such as damaged scriptures, faded flags and some sacrificial utensils. They lie there quietly, like relics of past beliefs. Although these objects have lost their original luster, they still guard the ruins silently, as if expecting someone to rekindle the extinguished incense one day.

Bai Cha worked diligently to clear a place for everyone to rest, and helped Lan Gu sit down.

"Mother-in-law." Lu Yu and Immortal Lord Chong Bo both saluted Lan Gu, but Cha was the only one who didn't know why because part of her memory had been erased.

"In the mortal world, I have a mortal name, Lan Gu."

"Lan Gu!"

Everyone bowed their hands and saluted again.

"The master of Hongxue Cave is Lan Gu." Cha also bowed to Lan Gu politely. Lan Gu turned her attention to Immortal Lord Chongbo: "Heavenly Lord sent you to control the floods in Jiuzhou, but after so many years, the floods have not been eradicated. I am afraid that the Lord will punish you."

"Uncle Chong has neglected his duties and deserves to be punished." Immortal Lord Chongbo was very calm.

Lan Gu sighed: "You have tried your best. In fact, I can't blame you. Your abilities are limited. This flood is indeed a disaster. It would be great if we could find a cure."

"Incompetence is a sin. It is the minister who betrayed the trust of the king."

Immortal Lord Chong Bo blamed himself endlessly.

"We still need to find ways to completely control the flood." Lan Gu felt a heavy stone weighing on her heart.

"I wonder if Lan Gu has a good cure."

Immortal Lord Chongbo sincerely asked for advice. Just as Lan Gu was about to say something, she felt her heart burning and she vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out.

"Miracle doctor!" Bai Cha exclaimed.

Lu Yu hurriedly treated Lan Gu, his expression becoming more and more solemn. Lan Gu's compassion was burned by the demonic fire of the monster, and it had been damaged to the core.

How can this be good?

"Why don't you let me escort your great mother back to heaven? There are many treasures in the heaven, and your Majesty will definitely be able to save your great mother."

Immortal Lord Chongbo suggested.

"It's okay. My brother escorted my mother back to heaven, which is considered a meritorious service. I hope you will use this merit to give my brother a lighter sentence if he fails to control the flood."

Therefore, Immortal Lord Chongbo separated from Lu Yu and returned to heaven with his mother-in-law.

Lu Yu took White Tea, Xuanfeng Parrot and others to perform his duties as a doctor in the lower world, treating diseases and saving people.

……

The clouds are lingering, among the beautiful buildings and jade buildings, Immortal Lord Chongbo has not set foot in the heaven for nine years.

The gods gathered in the Lingxiao Palace.

Immortal Lord Chongbo, dressed in luxurious official robes, looked haggard and pale. He knelt down in the splendid palace, facing the aloof Heavenly Lord, and his heart was full of guilt and uneasiness.

All around were hundreds of civil and military immortals from the heaven, their eyes either stern or sympathetic, all watching this scene closely.

The Heavenly King sat on the throne, majestic, and the divine light behind him illuminated the entire hall. His voice was like rolling thunder, echoing in the hall: "Immortal Lord Chongbo, I ordered you to go down to earth to control floods in the past. Why did you make no progress in nine years of work?"

Immortal Lord Chongbo slowly raised his head, with a hint of determination in his eyes: "Your Majesty, I have been ordered to control the water, and I have worked hard day and night without any slack. However, the water is turbulent and the soil is difficult to fill. It is because of my lack of effort. Improper method.”

"Improper method?" Tianjun's voice was full of dissatisfaction. "Since you know that earth cannot control water, why not use another method? Your stubbornness has caused more suffering to the people. What crime should you do?"

Immortal Lord Chongbo lowered his head, and did not feel that his method was wrong. Since ancient times, water has come to cover it with earth, and soldiers have come to block it. It's just that the soil used is wrong, not that the method is wrong.

If only I could get a special kind of soil...

However, Tianjun pondered for a moment and then made a judgment, not giving Immortal Lord Chongbo another chance: "Uncle Chongbo, I originally wanted to prevent you from ever being able to stand up again, but because of your past merits in Heaven, I now order you to be demoted to Danshui. Guard the river forever.”

Immortal Lord Chongbo was shaken and demoted to the elixir, which meant that he would lose the glory of heaven and become an exile. But the emperor's order was like a mountain, and Chong Bo could only kowtow: "My lord, I have received the order."

Tianjun waved his hand, and several heavenly soldiers stepped forward to take Immortal Chongbo out of the hall. When he left, he looked back, his eyes full of sadness and helplessness. The sky outside the palace seemed to feel his mood. It was covered with dark clouds and a heavy rain was about to come.

As the Heavenly Lord pronounced his sentence, the gods gradually dispersed, but their discussions still echoed in the heaven: "Although Uncle Chong is an immortal king, he cannot go against heaven."

Immortal Lord Chongbo was escorted to the mortal world. On the way to Danshui, he saw floods ravaging the surrounding villages.

Looking at the people suffering from floods, he felt increasingly heavy in his heart. He knew that even though he had lost his identity as an immortal king, his determination to relieve the suffering of the people could not die.

Immortal Lord Chongbo thought, and immediately took action, moving a large mountain from elsewhere to fill up the flood.

Unexpectedly, the plight of the victims was temporarily resolved, but the elves on that mountain were not satisfied and came out one after another to scream at Immortal Chongbo.