The Dragon Is in This Mountain

According to legend, during the battle between gods and beasts, Jiaotu transformed into a dragon to protect the people and immortals from the attacks of the beasts. During the resistance, the dragon's tail shattered its scales, entangled the dragon's body, split its liver and lungs, and scattered its corpses. Emperor Shuiguan was grateful for what Longzi Jiaotu had done, so he separated three strands of soul. One strand built a rebirth container with the Dragon King's eight sons' heart-protecting scales. One strand turned into a divine soul and entered the world to pull Jiaotu's soul. The other strand fell into a peaceful and quiet place in the world to warm the dragon egg until it came to the world safely. Anko has a strong connection with this beast. Thousands of years ago, she turned into a tree to protect it from the erosion of heavy rain, and it used its body as a shield for this simple little tree demon to block a fatal blow and died tragically. Thousands of years later, Xiaoshu became the majestic God of Wuyi Mountain and River, but Master Jiulongzi was mistaken for a child born after thousands of years of incubation by the Black Turtle clan, and was raised by her. — The mountain goblins have been reporting that the Mountain and River God is in a very bad state in recent days. He stays up late at night and only sits by the window and ponders over the few books he bought from the second-hand market. "What book are you reading?" "Well, "Three Days to Teach You to Become a Master of Turtle Raising", "Diary of a Turtle Controller", "Love Under the Turtle Shell"..." "..." "Do you think Lord Mountain and River God suffers from what is commonly known as anxiety disorder in humans?" "Huh? No way?" A certain little "black turtle" passed by inadvertently and sighed coldly when he heard the topics discussed by the monsters. That stupid tree, instead of thinking about those strange things all day long, it would be better to spend more time in the sun to kill the mold in your brain. Jiulongzi Jiaotu is gloomy and indifferent by nature, and he would not have any mood swings for the sake of others. After sighing again and again, he finally stopped and asked the little monster next to him where the God of Mountains and Rivers was. The young man's delicate face was full of impatience and irritability, and the little monsters looked at each other. "My lord has gone to attend a kindergarten tutoring class in town, with Grandma Wang next door." "..." When the young man walked away with a livid face, the little monsters began to feel uneasy. "It's over." "Lord Mountain and River God is about to be reprimanded again." How could it be so miserable that Lord Wen Yan, who is almost three thousand years old, is being taught by a little monster who was just born all day long, with a low eyebrow and a submissive look, not daring to refute a word. At this moment, the God of Mountains and Rivers, who was listening carefully to the lecture on parenting, sneezed for the first time, earning a worried look from Grandma Wang next door. "Xiao Wen, what's wrong with you? Haven't you had a good rest recently?" "Don't mention it." The woman's haggard face looked sad. "Our children have recently entered a rebellious stage." She was so worried that the leaves on her head were about to fall off. "At this critical time of growth, rest is a waste of time." Wow. Hearing these words, Grandma Wang couldn't help but praise in her heart. Look at this girl, she's not that old yet, but she's very determined! Her daughter-in-law should really learn from it! Intention: harmony and friendship