C148 Wrath of heavenly water

"Three breaths of time have passed in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. I'll say it again, go call Tianshui to meet my master!"

He Wensheng repeated himself and closed his eyes. With a rub of his butt, he sat in front of the carriage, waiting for that person to report to him.

"Heavenly Lord Tianshui!"

This time, the cultivator heard what was said clearly. Tian Shui, Lord Tianshui