Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Jinhua County, Xuanqing Temple.

Xuanqing Temple's incense expansion plan is going very smoothly.

In just a few months, Xuanqing Temple had attracted a large number of believers in the four surrounding counties.

The reactions of the ghosts and gods in the surrounding counties were very strange. On the one hand, they allowed Xuanqing Temple to develop, and on the other hand, they chose to ignore Gao Yan's contact.

Gao Yan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

He was just a newly promoted ghost. He couldn't communicate with the Gao family's ancestors in the underground, and he didn't understand what happened in the underworld.

But as a ghost, his connection with this world is closer after all.

The incense at Xuanqing Temple is becoming more and more popular. Every day, believers come to worship and burn incense. The large amount of incense power has made the statue of Xiangyu Immortal Lord coated with a layer of golden glow, making it look more solemn and dignified.

Gao Yan has received a lot of support in recent days, and his own strength has also improved a lot. Although it is still not as good as the level when he was in the Gao family, at least he has recovered some strength.

Moreover, in Jinhua County, the world is vast and there are not many constraints. Gao Yan can be said to be very comfortable, but he does not feel very happy.

In the backyard of Xuanqing Temple, Gao Yan said worriedly: "My Lord, although Xuanqing Temple has been gaining momentum recently, I always feel that something is wrong."

It was night, with sparse clouds and a dim moon, and the stars were dim, but under the dim sky, the lights in Xuanqing Temple were bright and incense was burning continuously.

Jiang Sheng looked at the dim stars in the sky and said slowly, "When the grass withers in autumn, we know the winter solstice. When the river water warms in spring, ducks know first. Brother Gao is a ghost god, so his intuition with the world here is deeper, so it is normal for him to have some perception."

Hearing Jiang Sheng's words, Gao Yan couldn't help but ask: "Shangxian, could it be that you have discovered something?"

Jiang Sheng pointed to the sky and said, "I wonder how much research Brother Gao has done on astrology?"

Gao Yan shook his head: "To be honest, Immortal, although I was also in the Nascent Soul stage before, we have to study the ways of ghosts and gods since we were young."

Before Gao Yan finished speaking, Jiang Sheng understood the unspoken meaning in his words: The Way of Heaven is not obvious in this world, and people only respect ghosts and gods.

If the way of heaven is not clear, how many people will go to observe the celestial phenomena?
Jiang Sheng did not make it difficult for Gao Yan. He picked up a glass spoon from the table and pointed it at the starry sky: "Stars are destiny. The stars are the manifestation of the way of heaven."

"The most important thing in the universe is yin and yang. Yin and yang in the world are the sun, the moon, water, and fire, which are reflected in the sky, the earth, and the stars."

"By observing the shapes of the stars, one can understand the principles of heaven and earth, and the universe, the sun and the moon."

“Although the spiritual energy is thin now, the origin of the universe is not obvious, the way of heaven is dark, and the stars are difficult to distinguish, but everything in this world will eventually correspond to the celestial phenomena.”

"Brother Gao, look at the sky right now. The stars are dim, the bright moon is covered by dust, there is an image of a moon covering the east sky, and there are images of dragons and snakes in the north. This is called a disaster sign."

"Look at the three stars in the sky, they appear to be hanging upside down but are as bright as day. This is a sign of the danger of the heaven and earth hanging upside down, implying disasters in the world, which will bring disaster to the people."

"Such a disaster sign means that there will be disasters in the world."

After Jiang Sheng finished speaking, he pointed out to Gao Yan the inverted three stars and the changes in the stars in the east and north sky.

Gao Yan suddenly understood, and then looked at Jiang Sheng with more admiration. He really was worthy of being a celestial immortal. He had a clear insight into the changes in the stars and the changes in the heaven and earth.

After thinking for a while, Gao Yan asked again: "My Lord, where will this disaster in the human world affect?"

Jiang Sheng looked at Gao Yan and remained silent.

Gao Yan recalled the strange feeling he had felt, and his expression gradually changed: "Could it be Jinhua County again?!"

Jiang Sheng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Brother Gao, how could a disaster in Jinhua County be manifested by such a celestial phenomenon?"

"Just wait and see. This disaster will definitely affect more than just the county. Brother Gao, you can make preparations to protect the people in this corner."

Gao Yan nodded and went to make preparations.

If he wanted to protect the people of a county, with his ability he really needed to make more preparations and would have to use some formations.

After Gao Yan left, Jiang Sheng looked up at the stars again, sighed lightly, took out a piece of jade from his sleeve, and began to carve it carefully.

The underworld is the place of ghosts and gods.

In the underworld, there are many foolish ghosts and howling spirits.

At this time, in the vast netherworld, ghost towns rose from the ground, with towering palaces and countless graves. Wisps of incense spread through the ghost towns like mist, ghost money jingled, and countless yellow springs of spiritual energy enveloped the netherworld sky, turning it into a yellow and dark color. This is the southeast of the netherworld, the land of the Yu Dynasty on earth.

And underground, this is also the territory of the Dayu Ghost Dynasty.

In this dark and mysterious territory of the Yu Dynasty, every ghost town represents the existence of a Ghost Emperor.

After the death of Emperor Yu of the Yu Dynasty on earth, he entered the underworld and became the Ghost Emperor. The ministers and generals of that dynasty would also follow him into the underworld and continue to follow their emperor.

In this way, the Yu Dynasty built one city for each generation, and over a period of 87,500 years, they established one huge ghost city after another in this dark southeastern region. In this dark region, the rulers and ministers of the Yu Dynasty still enjoyed the same wealth and immortality as in the human world.

The Yellow Spring flows, and the gurgling water flows outside the ghost towns and then spreads to the vast ghost den in the distance.

The Yellow Spring water in most areas is alternately clear and turbid, with wisps of Yellow Spring Yin spiritual energy rising from it. However, the Yellow Spring water outside a few ghost towns is turbid and boiling, as if something has been silted up for so long that the Yellow Spring is polluted.

In Yinling City, the palace belonging to Emperor Yu stands in the north of the ghost city. The palaces are continuous and majestic. On the high platform made of layers of Yin soil, the hall is like a cloud palace, overlooking the entire Yinling City.

This is the ghost town of Emperor Ling, the previous emperor of the Yu Dynasty.

Outside the main hall, lanterns were hung high but the candlelight was dim. Although there was no wind, the flags were fluttering and the feather ribbons were floating.

Maids floated into the hall one by one. As the lamps on the pillars were lit one by one, the dark hall was gradually illuminated.

The hall was as luxurious as a palace on earth, except that it was mostly dark in color. There were Yin copper dragons and Ming iron phoenixes entwined between the pillars and the palace, and the corridors and platforms were all covered with Yin armor.

Deep in the hall, as the layers of gauze curtains unfolded, on the nine-story bronze imperial steps, on a gold and silver throne sat Emperor Ling, wearing a crown and royal robes.

"His Majesty!"

The ministers who followed Emperor Ling bowed down before the throne of the Ghost Emperor of the Yu Dynasty. They wore court robes just like people in the human world and held bamboo boards in their hands. Their every move strictly followed etiquette, and they were solemn, dignified, and eerie.

Emperor Ling looked at his loyal ministers and said: "The Yellow Spring is silted up, the spiritual energy is polluted, it will ruin the fortune of this dynasty and damage the foundation of the underworld. It should be solved as soon as possible."

The ministers bowed again and said, "Yes."

As Emperor Ling issued the decree, the ghosts and gods in Yinling City set up an altar at the Yellow Spring outside the city and prepared sacrifices. Flags surrounded the altar, and ghosts and gods stood at the centers of the formation, ready to guide the water of the Yellow Spring to impact the human world.

As the Ghost Emperor, Emperor Ling personally performed the sacrifice.

Dong~dong~dong~
Desolate and melodious bell sounds rang out. Next to the turbid and boiling Yellow Spring, a seven-story altar stood tall, with flags hanging on each floor. As the black and white flags swayed, the copper bells hanging at the end of the flags began to jingle.

Ghosts and gods stood solemnly around the altar.

These ghosts and gods dressed in official uniforms held red boards in their hands and wore seals on their waists. The ghost energy and dragon energy surged and transformed into wisps of mysterious and yellow energy that lingered in the air, forming a cloud of incense in this netherworld.

The next moment, bells and drums sounded, gongs played together, and with the sound of trumpets, the ghost generals of the underworld lined up on both sides, and one by one, the underworld servants came with cloud fans as ceremonial guards.

These ghost generals and servants were all buried with Emperor Ling when he entered the underworld. Naturally, they had to come here to continue serving the emperor of the Yu Dynasty after Emperor Ling entered the underworld.

With the sound of melodious bells and the faint scent of incense, Emperor Ling stepped forward, guarded by a large number of waiters.

The Ghost Emperor was seen walking up the seven-tier altar step by step. Candles were lit on each tier. When he reached the seventh tier, he looked at the sacrifices that had been prepared on the incense table and the ten-foot-high bronze sacrificial tripod in front of him. He personally took out three incense sticks wrapped with black dragon patterns, lit them with ghost fire, and then inserted them into the bronze tripod.

When the black dragon-patterned incense began to emit an alluring scent, in the underworld, the sky and the earth began to change color, and the water of the Yellow Spring seemed to have sensed something and flowed more violently.

The surging water of the Yellow Springs rolled up the muddy air, and it seemed that something was taking shape in it.

For a moment, an eerie chill that penetrated the bones and a malice as deep as the abyss surged out from the underworld, causing the ghosts and gods to shiver involuntarily.

On the seventh floor of the Xuantai, Emperor Ling seemed unable to sense the deep chill and malice.

Under the crown, Emperor Ling had an indifferent expression, just like his lifeless, iron-blue face.

Emperor Ling looked at the rising power of the incense, waved his sleeves, put his hands together, and bowed slowly:

"Sad food~"

"Come on~" (End of this chapter)