Panlong Lake.
This lake was vast and boundless, stretching five hundred li. Villages of all kinds dotted its shores, along with several famous restaurants, such as Panlong Tower and Jade Dragon Tower...
Panlong Tower stood over ten zhang tall. From its rooftop, one could see the misty, expansive waters of Panlong Lake.
It was evening. The sun was sinking in the west, dyeing the lake scarlet.
Fishermen sang as dusk fell, while returning boats moored for the night.
Fang Xi carried a wine gourd and leaned lazily against the railing, admiring the lake's scenery.
Although he had long since become a Longevity User, he still had to enjoy life while he could.
After all, cultivating immortality was not about refining oneself into an emotionless stone.
"Young Master!"
His robes fluttering, Mei Changkong had appeared behind Fang Xi at some unknown point.
"Speak!"
Fang Xi took a swig of Green Bamboo Wine and replied casually.
"The famous mountains and rivers near Panlong Lake include Huilong River, Sanguan Mountain, and Fulong Mountain... All of them already have masters. Fulong Mountain in particular is where Dongxuan Temple's mountain gate lies, and the Fulong Mountain God is also the ancestor of Dongxuan Temple... It is said that their ancestor once aided the founding of this dynasty. He was later granted a title and became the Fulong Mountain God, protecting the Dao lineage so that it might endure..."
Mei Changkong clearly laid out the situation around Panlong Lake.
In the Divine Path World, the possibility that a famous mountain or great river had no Mountain God was truly minuscule.
Even some small hills and ancient wells might have minor gods fighting over them!
Therefore, anyone who wanted to become a god would inevitably come into conflict with one faction or another.
The only question was