Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

"The immortal subdued the mud dragon and saved 240,000 people in Jinhua. His merits are immeasurable."

"As a county magistrate of Jinhua, I would like to thank the immortal on behalf of all the gentry and common people in Jinhua."

Outside Jinhua County, Gao Bo hurried over and bowed to Jiang Sheng to express his gratitude.

He was sincerely grateful to Jiang Sheng. If Jiang Sheng had not taken action, once Jinhua County was swallowed by the mud dragon, his fate would not be much better.

Jiang Sheng looked at the foundation-building cultivator in green official uniform and nodded slightly, then pointed to the area where the thunder was falling. "The evil beast has not been completely killed. We should build a temple there to suppress the evil beast. After a hundred years or so, the foul evil spirit should be completely eliminated."

Gao Bo heard this and quickly agreed: "Don't worry, Immortal, this is the top priority of Jinhua County, we will do it immediately."

After that, Gao Bo continued, "This time, the Immortal has done a lot for Jinhua County. Please come to Jinhua for a while and let us show our gratitude."

Jiang Sheng nodded and did not refuse.

This clone was sent down to find out the actual situation of the Mountain and Sea Realm. Now that there is an information channel that can help him understand the Mountain and Sea Realm, Jiang Sheng naturally would not miss it.

Soon, Gao Bo first sent someone to Jinhua County to inform, and then gave up his carriage for Jiang Sheng to ride.

Although Yuanying Zhenjun has no use for these, this is also a way for Gao Bo to express his feelings.

As the county magistrate's motorcade set off again, Jiang Sheng sat in Gao Bo's carriage to rest for a while.

There were quite a few books in the carriage. Jiang Sheng picked up one at random and saw the words "Chronicle of Mountains and Seas" written on it.

"Shanhai Chronicle? Interesting."

Jiang Sheng chuckled and opened the Shanhai Chronicle to read. He would not know until he read it that this Shanhai Chronicle recorded all kinds of important events in the Shanhai world in the past 100,000 years.

Including the battle between the gods and immortals a hundred thousand years ago, the sky tilted to the northwest and the earth sank to the southeast, then the birth of the human king, the severance of the connection between heaven and earth, then the wars in all directions, and the establishment of many dynasties.
Today, there are many kingdoms in the mountain and sea world, each occupying a certain area.

The Yu Dynasty dominated the southeast, the Qian Dynasty occupied the north, and there were also a large number of small countries in the southwest and northwest, each of which was dominant.

Jiang Sheng carefully read the Shanhai Chronicle and found that during the 100,000 years recorded in it, the most common events in the Shanhai Realm were wars among nations and disasters in the underworld.

"When the Yellow Springs are disturbed, the ground will surge with filth and evil spirits, causing demons and ghosts to wreak havoc on the human world, and only ghosts and gods can control them."

"The mud dragon destroys the mountains and rivers, turns into evil spirits and brings disaster to the world. If it moves, it will overturn the whole land. Only ghosts and gods can control it."

"The earth dragon is the transformation of a mud dragon. It coils around the earth veins, devours human energy, turns over when it turns into an earth dragon, and opens the gate to the underworld. It has the power to overthrow an entire country, and can only be controlled by ghosts and gods."

Throughout the entire Shanhai Chronicle, what is described most are various disasters and the respect for ghosts and gods.

The world of mountains and seas is not the world of cultivators, but the world of ghosts and gods.

After quickly finishing reading this Shanhai Chronicle, Jiang Sheng couldn't help but think that when he subdued the monster, he did sense some faint ghost and god aura in Jinhua County.

At the same time, he also sensed a ghostly aura from Gao Bo.

There was no way he could have sensed that aura of incense and faith, the breath of ghosts from the underworld, wrongly.

After all, Jiang Sheng's clone has now established a Taoist pure land in the dark east of the Three Realms, and was ordained as the True Lord who hears the cries of the suffering and saves them.

Jiang Sheng was very familiar with this kind of incense smell.

But what puzzled Jiang Sheng was why the incense aroma of the mountain and sea world seemed so strange compared to the incense aroma of the Three Realms?
While he was thinking, the carriage stopped in front of Jinhua County.

The monks and gentry in Jinhua County had been waiting here for a long time. They watched as Gao Bai, the county lord, got off the carriage, and then respectfully lifted the curtain of the carriage in front. Then everyone saw a Taoist wearing a green lotus crown and bamboo and crane clothes slowly walking out of the carriage.

The Taoist's eyes were clear, and his aura was pure and spiritual, which made people's hearts tremble when they sensed it.

When they saw this Taoist priest, the gentry and monks in Jinhua County knew that the one who had just subdued the mud dragon was the immortal before them.

So a group of people immediately bowed and said, "Greetings, immortal." "The immortal saved the people of Jinhua County from danger. The people of the city are grateful. They are willing to build a golden statue of the immortal and propose to the court to confer the title of a true god on him so that the incense will continue to be passed on in the future."

Gao Bo smiled and said, "My Immortal, although Jinhua County has suffered some disasters, it is still a first-class wealthy county in Lingyouzhou. If you build a temple in Jinhua County and the people of the city worship you, you will definitely not lack incense."

Obviously, both the gentry and monks in Jinhua County and Gao Bo, the newly appointed county magistrate, regarded Jiang Sheng as an immortal god from the Mountain and Sea Realm, and expressed their gratitude to Jiang Sheng in the Mountain and Sea Realm's way.

Jiang Sheng did not refuse. He accepted everyone's thanks with a smile and then entered Jinhua County.

As soon as he entered Jinhua County, what Jiang Sheng sensed was the strong atmosphere of the world, which was popularity.

The popularity generated by the gathering of all living beings is constantly condensed and becomes spiritual energy and incense that can be used by immortals and gods.

The cultivators and ghosts in the mountain and sea world no longer rely on the thin spiritual energy between heaven and earth, but instead rely on the popularity and incense of all living beings to practice.

In the county government office, the gentry and monks drank happily and kept flattering Jiang Sheng, trying to persuade this immortal who could subdue the mud dragon to stay.

The thing that the mountain and sea world lacks the least is ghosts and gods.

Often every village or town has its own local ghosts and gods, which feed on the incense and offerings of the town and village, and at the same time provide protection for the area.

But how many of these ghosts and gods can truly protect those mud dragons and earth dragons?
An immortal who can subdue the mud dragon is a patron saint sent from heaven for Jinhua County and we cannot give up on him.

Right now the world of mountains and seas is not at peace, with all kinds of evil spirits and monsters breeding. Even the prosperous Yu Dynasty in the southeast is declining.

If there were no powerful gods and ghosts to protect them, how many good years could the people of Jinhua County have?

At the end of the banquet, Gao Bo solemnly expressed to Jiang Sheng that he and all the gentry and people in Jinhua County were willing to build a temple for Jiang Sheng in Jinhua City, burn incense and offer sacrifices day and night, and request Jiang Sheng to protect this corner of Jinhua County so that the people could live and work in peace.

Jiang Sheng smiled but said nothing, letting these people do their work.

It was late at night, after the banquet, Jiang Sheng stood quietly in the county government office, looking at the night sky: "I thought the Lord God would not come."

The ghost spirit condensed into a figure wearing gorgeous clothes. The ghost god smiled and said, "I am not worthy of the honorific title. Compared with the immortal, I am really not up to par."

Jiang Sheng looked at the middle-aged ghost: "Oh? Do you recognize me?"

The ghost god said solemnly: "The aura of the immortals is pure, upright and majestic, full of spirit, like the light of a star, bright but not fierce."

"The immortal aura on your body is so pure and righteous, how could this little god be wrong?"

"But there is one thing I don't understand, so I would like to ask you, Immortal."

Jiang Sheng nodded: "Tell me now."

The ghost god asked cautiously: "My Lord, do you need a permanent companion?"

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "Why? You want to be a god?"

The ghost sighed: "If there is a chance to become a god, who would be willing to give up the body, live among the incense tablets, and become an immortal ghost?"

"But now, in the world, the gods have disappeared, and the world is full of ghosts and gods. The ghosts and gods are almost as numerous as people."

After Jiang Sheng heard this, his mind moved, and a wisp of spiritual thought left his body and went straight up into the clouds along with the breeze.

The night was bright and the stars were sparse. Jiang Sheng's divine consciousness flew above the clouds. As his golden pupil of delusion expanded, he saw cities standing in the world.

Whether in the city or in the towns, they are all hung with lanterns and candles, lighting up the night and enveloping the world with incense.

Above those cities and towns, there were countless ghosts and gods, some high, some low, some human, some demonic.

These ghosts, big or small, surround the towns, devouring the fireworks and incense of the world. The smoke is shrouded, the incense is swaying, and at a glance, there is no end in sight. (End of this chapter)