Inside the Wind and Rain Pavilion, there was only a roof above her head, but Yan Luoniang did not feel even a wisp of wind blowing in. The inside and outside of the pavilion were like two different worlds.

  Everyone in the pavilion stared at her, making her feel a bit flustered. She lowered her head to look at herself and found nothing out of place except for being a bit disheveled. The monk and the Taoist with two swords on his back only took a glance before fixing their gaze on her, finally settling on the green lantern in her hand.

  She felt a sudden tightness in her chest, wondering if these people had set their sights on her treasure. As she thought this, she subtly retreated backwards, bumping into the back of one of her senior brothers, and felt an icy chill from his body. Turning around to look, it was indeed her eldest senior brother. Only then did she notice that her eldest senior brother's complexion was really terrible, thinking to herself: "Eldest senior brother has suffered a severe injury, he must find a stable environment to rest and recover."

  "Where did the little girl get the green lantern from?" someone in the pavilion suddenly asked, Yan Luoniang looked over and saw that it was an old man with white hair, who looked very short, but his eyes were shining brightly as he stared at the green lantern in her hand.

  Yan Luoniang grasped Qingdeng's hand tightly and hastily said: "The treasure of our sect, given by Master when we descended the mountain, I don't know its origin."

  "Does it have a name?" The man asked further.

  "The family teacher said it was the Dinghun Lamp." Yan Luoniang stared at his face, her ears hearing him mutter a sentence "Dinghun Lamp", her eyes full of doubt. She looked at others again and found that they also had the same doubt in their eyes, apparently no one had heard of the name of this treasure, Dinghun Lamp.

  At this time, the old man who had just told Yan Luoniang to enter the pavilion and play chess said without raising his head: "Little girl, your lamp must not be extinguished."

  "Why can't it be extinguished?" Yan Luoniang thought of that terrifying enemy on this road and hastily asked.

  "When the lamp goes out, the person is gone." This sentence was said by another old man playing chess, who was only carrying Yan Luonang and did not turn his head back.

  Yan Luoniang was shocked in her heart, not knowing who he meant by "the lamp goes out and the person dies", whether it was herself or someone else. She turned around to take a look at her fellow disciples, wanting to see what they were saying, but found that none of them were looking at her. Suddenly, she realized that her fellow disciples hadn't spoken for a long time. Looking again, she saw that their sitting and lying postures and positions were exactly the same as those in the Mountain God Temple. At a glance, cold sweat broke out on her back, because among the dead in the Mountain God Temple was also Fifth Brother, who had been lying there, as well as Seventh Brother, who had disappeared, and Eighth Sister, who had died horribly with only a layer of skin left on her body.

  Yan Luoniang felt a chill rise from the bottom of her heart and wanted to call out to Big Brother Master, but she couldn't get the words out. She took several steps back in succession.

  "The little girl, go back to the teacher's gate before the lamp goes out." said the owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

  Yan Luoniang took a few steps back, quickly turned around and said: "Elder, you must know what we've encountered, please save my Shixiong and Shijie." After finishing speaking, she knelt down with a thud.

  The owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion shook his head and said: "I can't save them, they are possessed by evil spirits, I can't save them."

  Yan Luoniang remained kneeling and begging, not getting up. The other person said somewhat helplessly: "I woke you up, but you came to bother me. I've already told you that I can't save you. If you keep asking me, it will only exhaust the little fate we have of meeting each other. At that time, I'll have to drive you away."

  Yan Luoniang reluctantly stood up, not daring to ask again. She turned her head and took a look at her fellow disciples, who were either lying or sitting there, shrouded in an aura of death. In her heart, she wondered what the evil thing was that had been lurking in Fengyutai.

  "Little girl, where are you taking them?" The owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion asked with some reluctance.

  Yan Luoniang turned around and said hastily, "I want to take Shixiong and Shijie to the Spring Bend River God's place." The other party was slightly stunned, then asked, "Is it Jingquan River's Spring Bend Chenjing?"

  "Does senior know the River God?"

  "Although I don't know him, I've heard of him for a long time. If he can survive tonight, you might be able to bring them there and see if he can save you." The owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion held a white chess piece in his hand and glanced at Yan Luonang and her motionless fellow disciples behind her.

  Yan Luoniang was surprised, she didn't expect him to know Chen Jing. Although she had always called Chen Jing "River God", it was because the name from back then couldn't be changed in a short time. And she was no longer the little girl from back then, naturally understanding that River God wasn't anything special in this world, there were many River Gods in just one river domain. However, listening to his tone, Chen Jing might actually die tonight, with doubt and worry in her heart, she said: "Could it be that someone wants to harm River God?" As she spoke, she thought that if it was really like that, then she would leave immediately, hurry to the River God Temple to tell River God.

  "The little girl is quite worried about him." The owner of Fengyu Pavilion smiled and said.

  Yan Luoniang saw that everyone was staring at her, some with seemingly unfriendly faces. She thought to herself: "Could it be that they all have a grudge against the River God? If so, this is going to be troublesome. There are so many people here, and they look like they're quite skilled in their abilities, especially that monk and the Daoist with the twin swords." She also thought: "My senior brother and sister said so many unpleasant things in front of the River God Temple, but nothing happened to them. The River God's temper is really good, how could he have offended so many people all at once?"

  "I was originally a person from Heqian Village, so I naturally care about the river god who protects my Heqian Village." Yan Luoniang grasped Qingdeng's hand again and secretly poured her magic into the crystal ball, but boldly acknowledged her relationship with Chen Jing.

  The owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion glanced at the glazed vase and smiled, saying: "Little girl, don't worry. Today, we are all here to watch the Green Screen Mountain God's tribulation. No one will take action against your River God, as for what happens afterwards, who knows?"

  Yan Luoniang fell silent for a moment, then looked at the others with some confusion and said: "I heard that today is the day of the Green Screen Mountain God's transformation and heavenly tribulation, what does it have to do with the River God? Is the River God also going to cross?"

  "He didn't want it, but he was the guardian of Cui Ping Shan Shen's tribulation."

  Yan Luoniang naturally knew how important it was to protect the law, and she wondered if many people had come today to make things difficult for Cuiping Mountain God. As soon as this question arose in her mind, the owner of Fengyutai seemed to have already seen the doubts in her heart and said: "We are just here to watch the transformation of Tianjiao, but there are people who don't want Cuiping Mountain God to pass the tribulation successfully."

  "This is why,"

  "It's said that the mountain spirit of Cuiping Mountain is a descendant of the ancient White Tiger Star Lord." The owner of Fengyu Pavilion said while playing chess.

  Yan Luoniang, however, had no idea who the White Tiger Star Lord was. She only vaguely remembered hearing about the Twenty-Eight Constellations of Heaven when she was a child. The owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion looked at Yan Luoniang and knew that she didn't know the White Tiger Star Lord, so he continued: "In those days, the White Tiger Star Lord was originally the guardian deity of the Unborn Heavenly Palace, but later on..."

  "What's the point of saying these things to this young girl? Playing chess, playing chess, it's all just old news. The world has already changed, but many people still cling to past grudges. Come on, play chess, you're going to lose." The old man sitting opposite the owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion suddenly interrupted him, slapping down a piece and capturing several of his opponent's pieces.

  The owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion immediately stopped talking and focused on playing chess. Yan Luoniang, however, roughly understood what was going on. She knew about the Green Screen Mountain spirit, but the old villagers rarely went to worship, partly because the mountain road was far away, and partly because the mountain spirit wasn't efficacious, so Yan Luoniang only knew that there was a temple of the mountain spirit on the south-facing Green Screen Mountain, but had never been there. It wasn't until she entered the world of cultivation that she discovered how vast this world was, and the originally mysterious weather phenomena and those immortals were no longer mysterious or frightening.

  She looked back at her fellow disciples, thinking of their master. If he found out, he would definitely be very angry. If she also died here, would Master know? She lowered her head to look at the blue-green glass lantern in her hand, the red flame like a small red flower, as if it was about to wither away at any moment. Just as she raised her head, a strong bolt of lightning split open the endless darkness in the sky, illuminating the world in a brilliant white light.

  "Bang..."

  The thunder boomed loudly, blasting open the silent heavens and earth.

  At this moment when the thunder fell, everyone in the Wind and Rain Pavilion, regardless of what they were doing, stood up and looked towards where the thunder had fallen.

  Someone whispered: "The first heavenly tribulation has fallen."

  "They will definitely appear when the last one or two calamities fall." Someone else said, this time Yan Luoniang heard clearly that it was a young man holding a white peony fan on the edge who spoke.

  Yan Luoniang didn't know who 'they' were, but she knew that when they appeared, the River God would also appear. But did the River God know them? And would he be their opponent? Yan Luoniang thought about going to tell Chen Jing now, but she knew it was impossible. She was worried and anxious in her heart, for this world was still very unfamiliar to her, except for Heqian Village and the Sect, the most familiar place was also the River God Temple.

  "Bang, boom......"

  The second flash of lightning tore through the dark sky, with a white light tinged with red, as if the sky had been stabbed and was bleeding.

  At this time, someone in the pavilion suddenly said: "I heard that the King of Magpies from Wuyue Mountain has also arrived."

  "He came quite normally, I heard that he had come here to ask Cui Ping for a favor back then, but was rejected by Cui Ping. Jiujue is a person with high magical powers, but his heart is narrow, so it's natural that he would hold a grudge."

  Yan Luoniang wanted to ask who this Jiuyue was, but the third thunder had already struck, and the thunder seemed to be able to disperse all evil spirits. She could see that everyone in the Wind and Rain Pavilion was extremely powerful, and whoever they brought up couldn't be a weakling.

  "Boom......" The fourth heavenly thunderbolt struck down vertically, like an electric spear.

  "Tonight, those who should have come have all arrived, and those who shouldn't have come have also arrived. This calamity is not just referring to the thunderbolt calamity, but also includes other grievances. If you can get through it, then from now on you will be carefree, if you can't get through it, then your body will die and your Dao will disappear." The owner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion said slowly.

  "Who would have thought that the mountain god of Cuiping Mountain would invite the river god of Jinghe River to protect the law, and I don't know what she's thinking." The young man holding a white peony fan smiled.