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Chapter 1095 City God
"I believe that the seniors will also seriously consider our strengths and choose the corresponding tasks."

Ge Qing indeed did not recognize the word "official" in the underworld, but with the cultivation level of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he would immediately understand it as long as he had seen the word and knew what it meant.

"Right."

Tang Ke patted his shoulder and said with admiration: "You are such a smart man."

Then he calculated and said, "Let's not split it 70-50. Let's split it 50-50. I don't want 300 merits."

"Thank you, senior."

"You've come at a good time. The gates of hell have been opened to Beilu and the world. Now going to Beilu is like picking up merits with a sack."

"Bei Lu?"

Ge Qing bowed doubtfully and said, "Please tell me about the division of the upper realm."

"There are five places in the world. They are the most prosperous Middle Land, where thousands of sects stand side by side and it is the focus of competition among various sects. Then there is the Western Paradise controlled by Buddhism, the Southern Land controlled by Taoism, and the Eastern Wasteland dominated by Xuanmen. The Northern Wasteland is a wilderness where the former Shinto is curled up and barely lingers..."

"Let's go, we'll talk on the way."

"where to?"

"This is the Yincha Hall where you select and hand in tasks. There must also be a treasure house, an arsenal, and a weapons storehouse..."

"I need to change your clothes and equip you with spiritual treasures."

"As a ghost messenger, how can you not have a soul-catching lock, a soul-destroying stick, and a soul-fixing shackle?"

"..."

"Which world does our underworld belong to?" Ge Qing seemed to understand.

"The underworld does not belong to any world. We are in the cloudy sky, which can also be called the underworld. It is the destination of death."

"Most of the souls of the dead in this world will be led to the cloudy sky unconsciously. Of course, it was unconscious in the past, but it is different now. With the establishment of the underworld, God has created the reincarnation of heaven and earth. We can indeed be regarded as acting on behalf of God."

"God?"

It's not that Ge Qing doesn't know about God. He also calls the sky "God", but why does God seem to be a concrete thing in Senior Tang's mouth?

"That's right, God is our honorific title, and his name is Taishi Zunhun."

When talking about God, Tang Ke was full of admiration and even his chest could not help but straighten out.

He raised his head and said in a loud voice: "You haven't seen the completion of the Samsara Platform. It is really... Tsk, it is hard to describe. Anyway, it is magnificent and spectacular, with golden lotuses falling from the sky and surging from the ground."

"From then on, a message spread that the Three Flowers of Heaven had gathered at the top of his head, and the Five Qis had converged into one. He was only one step away from becoming the real 'Heaven'!"

Ge Qing opened his mouth wide, he was completely confused.

Is this still a monk?

"What kind of realm does one have to reach to achieve this?" Ge Qing sighed sincerely.

"If it weren't for the Three Flowers Taoist, how could the underworld have developed peacefully for sixty years?"

"As long as God is here, let alone sixty, six hundred, or six thousand years, everything will be peaceful. If that person takes another step forward, my dear, I dare not even think about it. That's why I say that you have come at a good time."

"I got the Xuan Ling earlier."

"You may not know this, but Xuan Ling is the work of 'God'."

After coming back to his senses, Ge Qing no longer had any curiosity about that person, and his previous curiosity about Xuan Ling completely disappeared.

He just suddenly felt 'terrified'.

What a masterpiece.

All cultivators in the world have a treasure that can be called their foundation.

Asked: "Is God the controller of the underworld?"

"No."

Ge Qing's pupils shrank and he stretched his neck: "Isn't God the controller of the underworld?"

"The ruler of the underworld is the Lord of the Palace, who can also be called the Great Ghost of Life, the Lord of Hell, or Luodu Daojun."

"If the Lord is the sky of the underworld, then the Lord of the Underworld is the Son of Heaven."

Changed into a new outfit.

Ge Qing, wearing armor and a hook, suddenly turned from an ordinary cultivator into a ghost messenger from the underworld, looking quite sinister.

"Good armor and good weapons!"

Ge Qing's eyes lit up.

With armor protecting him and weapons in hand, Ge Qing always felt that he should do something big.

……

In a flash, more than a month has passed.

The armor on his body had long disappeared, leaving only the tight clothes.

Ge Qing, who had put away all his weapons and magical treasures, was controlling the clouds and rain, and moving the rivers. To put it nicely, he was practicing magic, but to put it bluntly, he was irrigating the farmland.

Ge Qing, braving the scorching sun, yearns for the prosperity of Luodu.

However, all I saw before me were dull and vast farmlands and endless plains.

The ambition and caution that I had when I stepped down from the ascension platform slowly disappeared.

All that remains is compromise with a boring life.

It has to be said that this job was very tiring and almost drained all his magic power, but he just couldn't muster up the interest.

"The Yuanying ancestor ascended to the upper realm to farm." Ge Qing smiled helplessly.

Looking at the golden spiritual plants that came into view, he laughed with satisfaction again. So what if he just farmed? He was doing a good job for the country and was a virtue to the people. If he could make something out of it, he could even use it to attain enlightenment and become a god.

A person has to do something.

Spiritual practice requires the ability to endure loneliness.

Not to mention just one month, the same goes for twenty years.

Ge Qing found some clouds to block out the sun and drank the spiritual wine madly. He then began to meditate and regulate his breathing while taking a break.

"Don't rest!"

Venerable Tang arrived at the place in high spirits and said excitedly, "It's worth it that I have been guarding the Yincha Hall for a full twenty days. I finally got a great achievement."

"Let's go, let's pack up and get going. If we succeed this time, we will earn thousands of merits."

"What errand?"

"The Guardian Underworld built the City God Temple in Beilu. Beilu is very popular now. While we are guarding the underworld, we can also catch wandering evil spirits."

Tang Ke said regretfully: "I have already mentioned to you that I asked you to return to Dahongdongtian to enter the underworld avenue, but you were unwilling to go. Otherwise, the development of a small cave heaven would be worth more than a thousand merits."

"With these, you can even exchange for the elixirs and treasures used in the Divine Transformation."

Ge Qing smiled and said, "The underworld is very good, but I don't know what it is like. If I go back to the cave to preach now, wouldn't that be selling out all the elders and folks?"

"Just wait. If you don't sell, there are plenty of people who will. The next one who flies up will not be a good person."

"Okay, I won't ask you about the cave."

"Are you going Beilu?"

"Go, why not go."

"Of course we, the Yincha, must respond to the Lord's call!"

Tang Ke laughed and said, "He's not a qualified person, but he can speak Mandarin first."

"It's not official language." Ge Qing looked at the plain in front of him with an uneasy look and sighed, "It's the truth!"

"If I had three acres of land to plant in Dahongdongtian, I would not have embarked on the path to immortality."

"I have no choice. I am almost starving to death. I have to find a way to survive."

Tang Ke felt it even more deeply. He was a cultivator from the native Demonic Underworld and had watched the establishment and rapid development of the underworld. As a native cultivator, he knew better what kind of person the Demonic Underworld was in the past.

"You can't be blamed for this. Life will find a way on its own."

"Let's go, expand our territory, and build our career!"

"God is watching from above."

Ge Qing had only a vague impression of God, as if he had heard a legend, but he had truly called out to the Goddess Hou Tu.

Hou Tu Niangniang is still more kind and amiable.

……

Board the giant ship.

The roaring steel beast set sail from Luodutian Port and headed straight for the gates of hell.

The two hundred-foot-long behemoth carried many skilled craftsmen and different monks.

In command of the giant ship is a newly appointed City God.

He is at the middle stage of Nascent Soul and is quite old.

Since he had no hope of making further progress in this life, he took the imperial examination in the underworld and became a City God. Although he was only a seventh-rank official, as a City God, he possessed considerable power.

The old man was very kind. He cupped his hands and said, "After jumping over the gates of hell, we can reach Beilu Wangyue Mountain in a few moments. The envoys from the underworld have already surveyed and made plans. You just need to support me in building the City God Temple and pacify the entire 100,000 miles."

"Cheng Fengjie thanks everyone."

"The words of the City God are of great importance. We will all obey his orders."

The leading Venerable Huashen bowed in return.

He is the one with the strongest cultivation among the six guardian ghosts. Tang Ke can only be ranked second. There is also a newly promoted god-transforming god, and the remaining three are all Nascent Souls.

It’s just that the two Divine Transformation Masters are obviously partners, as are the two Nascent Soul cultivators. Unlike Tang Ke and Ge Qing, it is rather rare to see the old and the young teaming up together.

The Ghost Gate, located only millions of miles east of Luodu Mountain, finally revealed its presence.

“Isn’t that a mountain?!”

“This is the gate of hell.”

"Isn't it spectacular? The Samsara Platform is even more spectacular than this place." Tang Ke laughed.

He was also shocked when he first came to the gate of hell. Now this place has changed a lot. It has developed into a big city and is divided into Hongjiang County. It is said that the one who sits in charge of this place is also a Taoist emperor.

"Zhuang Zai!"

He stared at Ge Qing with wide eyes.

Their giant ship was just a small boat in the huge sailing fleet, and he even saw a terrifying monster nearly three thousand feet long flying over their heads.

Now he finally understood why the Ghost Gate was built to be thousands of feet high.

Without a huge ship, it would be impossible to accommodate the voyage of giant fleets.

With his loud shout, their 'small boat' plunged into the vortex of chaos.

……

Moon-Watching Mountain.

The giant ship broke through the ripples of the void and slowly fell.

Cheng Fengjie, wearing the robe of the City God and a black gauze hat, led a group of monks from the underworld to perform a ceremony to worship the sky.

Report to the Lord of the Mansion that it is cloudy.

Singing ceremony:

The Supreme Star, responding to changes without stopping:
Exorcise evil spirits, bind demons, protect life and body:
Wisdom is clear, mind is peaceful:
The three souls are eternal, and the soul has no loss.

call!
He swung his sleeves suddenly, summoned his magic power, and said loudly: "Strange people, get out of the way!"

Ge Qing, who had followed Dali here, suddenly found his body and mind clear until he heard the last sentence. He was horrified and a mighty breath came out of his mouth.

"The ceremony is over!"

"Practice."

Under Cheng Fengjie's control, the two-hundred-meter-long warship curled up like a huge puppet beast and turned into the main temple of the City God.

"Cut down the mountain!"

At a command, hundreds of monks who followed Cheng Fengjie began to take action.

The Chief Clerk and the Military Officer serve as the City God's right-hand men and are responsible for maintaining order.

……

A low murmur came from the unknown darkness:
"It's coming, it's finally coming!"

So excited.

It was like finally finding a savior.

"go."

"Go find them and bring them here."

"quick!"

……

Ge Qing listened to Master Tang's story with half belief and half doubt.

"The inheritance of a great power, what kind of cultivation does a great power have?"

"You have to reach at least the fourth step to be considered a powerful person." Tang Ke stretched out four fingers.

"We are not destined to have this opportunity." Ge Qing understood clearly.

How could it be possible that the inheritance of a great monk of this level of cultivation would fall into their hands?

The monks fighting for inheritance are all saints, and if they get involved, they will die.

He saw that Old Man Tang was always cautious in his actions, so he wondered why he was so crazy now.

Tang Ke said seriously: "How can we not have any chance?"

"Destined."

"In fact, there has always been a legend circulating among the Yincha."

“God is looking for the Mighty.”

"Especially the powerful ones who have lived long enough but are still alive."

Ge Qing smiled and said, "How can you not die if your life span is exhausted..."

He couldn't laugh halfway through his sentence.

Expiration of life span does not mean death.

The evil ghosts that linger in the world are evil ghosts, so aren’t the powerful ones that linger in the world of the living also evil ghosts?
They catch little devils.

The underworld is powerful enough to catch big ghosts.