Great Dao Ji

Who dares to object?

The four Confucian and Taoist people gritted their teeth, feeling aggrieved and regretful.

They knew that once they agreed, there would be no room for regrets. With the methods of the Great Master Yuanshen, it would not be too easy to suppress them.

"I'm not a domineering person"

An Qisheng looked at the four of them calmly, his eyes faint, as if he could see through people's hearts:

"This journey may be difficult, but once completed, it will naturally be beneficial to you."

"A little girl is lucky enough to be able to serve a real person. How can she dare to ask too much?"

Now that the matter has come to this, several people are naturally unable to think about it. Huang Qing'er even bowed and seemed to have accepted the fact, which made the Confucian and Taoist people look at him with some suspicion.

Busy also agreed.

But even though it was a foregone conclusion, a few people had many other thoughts in their minds.

I just don’t believe it will do any good

The four of them had their own thoughts, but An Qisheng didn't pay much attention to it. He reached out and pinched it gently from the void.

Buzz~

Visible streams of light flowed from everywhere, flowing between his five fingers and turning into a small candlestick.

"If you have any difficulties on this trip, you can light this candlestick."

The way of gods descending to the world passed down by Lord Netherworld is different from ordinary cultivation methods. Of course, it also has the theory of "receiving a basket", but the most important thing lies in the "support" of many gods, or the medium.

Only by relying on such a medium can we invite God to come.

Buzz~

Holding the candlestick, Taoist Liansheng was slightly in a trance, as if a lot of information was flowing into his mind. After a while, he lowered his head in awe and admiration:

"We must fulfill our mission"

There is no need to explain too much. Taoist Bai Lian, the youngest among the five, is over 60 years old, so naturally he does not need too many instructions.

Just as they walked out of the Tianyi Sect's main helm, the four of them still felt a little guilty.

The real man in white didn't seem to have any backhand left to restrain them, but they didn't think that there was none. It was just that his methods exceeded the limit of their perception.

"Teacher, this god"

After a few people left, Sa Wuling, who had been filled with doubts, couldn't help but speak.

After all, he had heard that his teacher had adopted many city gods as his own and had them stationed in the mountains and rivers, but wasn't that a formation?

What does it have to do with Fengshen?

"At this point, it's not the time for you to know."

An Qisheng replied lightly, then waved his hand and let a few people go down.

Full of doubts, Sa Wuling could only resign.

Huhu~~~

Many people retreated, and the backyard of the Tianyi Sect suddenly became quiet. Only a slightly chilly breeze blew by, raising An Qisheng's long hair at the temples.

He was alone, looking up at the sky, his eyes dim.

After his mind was stimulated, he felt deeper, and he could faintly feel that an invisible crisis was coming.

This crisis was like a curtain at night, with endless darkness covering his soul.

This crisis comes from heaven.

This is Huangtian.

"sky"

An Qisheng took a deep breath.

He has never faced such an intangible and insubstantial enemy, completely unable to grasp the possibility of defeating him.

Intangible and without substance, I don’t know where I am, I don’t know where I am, I don’t know my strength, I don’t know my weakness, how can I defeat him?

Everything he did at this time was just the most promising path in the deduction.

Consecrate gods to replace heaven.

Success or failure, at this time, he didn't have the slightest confidence in his heart.

Phew~

Withdrawing his eyes and cutting away all the thoughts in his mind, An Qisheng turned his palm and took out the ancient five-star altar.

Replacement scales, or the altar of responsiveness.

There are quite a lot of mysteries in this altar, but the exploitation is too cruel.

An Qisheng believed that what he paid must be equal to what was paid on the other side of the scale. However, if they were replaced, they would no longer be the same.

This altar is equivalent to eating 99% of both ends of the scale.

No matter how cruel the capitalists on Xuanxing are, they can't compare to the ugly appearance of this balance.

"ah!"

As the altar appeared, there was a subtle but sharp scream.

"ah!!!"

On the altar, many blood-red and fine chains tightly locked the half-skeleton human demon compressed to the size of a palm, and screamed incessantly.

He seemed to be suffering from inhumane and tremendous pain.

The endurance of a soul is astonishing. Even if it is the torture of Lingchi in the world, the soul can remain calm. However, at this time, Master Yixie screamed unbearably.

It shows how much pressure he is under.

"As a fellow cultivator, even if you want to kill me, you will kill me. Why do you torture me like this?!"

Two will-o'-the-wisps flickered faintly, and the hoarse and evil moans of Master Yixie were heard.

"The seventy-two evil methods are all extremely evil. Some are peeling off skin and cramps, some are extracting souls and refining souls, some are collecting purple river carts, and some are removing posthumous children. The pain they have endured will not be less than yours.

At least, you still have room to roar. To whom should they address their despair and pain? "

An Qisheng's eyes were calm and his expression did not change.

Buddhism and Taoism may not have much humanity, but the evil Taoist family must have no humanity at all. The methods of this evil Taoist are the only cruelty he has seen in his life.

The Wu family in Wuzhou used corpse bones to refine soul worms, but they still had to beat around the bush, but Yixie Dao never paid attention to this.

The seven-emotion demon ghost, the extremely evil wood demon, the five-yin skeleton demon, the demon-refining corpse demon, etc., are all cultivated under the nourishment of countless blood essence souls.

"Ha, ha, ha! Who do you think you are? Lord of the Netherworld, or the savior? You are just a hypocritical person with a high-sounding name. I will kill you, but you still have to find excuses. Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

The evil Taoist endured the strong pain and sneered sarcastically:

"Who in this world doesn't eat people? Who can say who?! Even if the Lord of the Netherworld still has the time to massacre the city, have you never killed innocent people and bullied the weak in your life?"

Huhu~~~

As the evil Taoist spoke, there seemed to be a whistling wind around Tianyi Sect, and there were faint sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, as if as soon as his voice sounded, a hundred ghosts would be staged around him!

In a place invisible to the naked eye, with himself as the center, the underground of the entire Qingdu City, endless evil and resentful energy was about to burst out.

"Strong is right, strong is right, you are right."

No matter how the evil Taoist sneered and howled, An Qisheng's expression did not change at all. He looked down with a faint gaze, watching the evil spirits gathering and gradually growing the lower body of the evil Taoist:

"Since that's the case, I am strong now, so I am right!"

Hu~

Before he finished speaking, the evil Taoist's heart was beating wildly again: "You, what are you going to do!"

Before he finished half of his sentence, the red light on the altar surged like a guillotine, splitting it in half.

The lower body that had just grown, along with the slightly recovered lower body, was swallowed up by the altar again.

After nearly two years, under the nourishment of the evil spirits, the white skeleton body of the evil Taoist has recovered to some extent.

It can barely be replaced again.

"The sacrifice is enough to be replaced."

Amidst the low murmur, the red light on the ancient altar rose again, and a ripple invisible to the naked eye sank into the depths of the void.

In a flash, the screams of the evil Taoist have not yet landed.

A talisman with a purple glow has floated down and was held in the palm of An Qisheng's hand.

It has been a long time since he got this altar, and An Qisheng has figured out many uses.

He also has a general understanding of the method of judging the value of objects on this altar, which is mainly based on practicality. The most expensive is the skill, followed by the pill formula, and the method of refining magic weapons.

The cheapest ones are some talismans that can only be used once, or talisman treasures.

Buzz~

It seems that a stream of light flashed in An Qisheng's eyes.

[The divine land god from the Chiyun World is conferred. If you get it, you can become a land god of three feet in the Chiyun World]

[Note: Therefore, the conferment is time-limited, only three days, and then you will lose your position (only valid in the Chiyun World)]

What is waste?

This talisman perfectly explains this word.

Three feet of land, three days, and only valid in the Chiyun World.

As you can imagine, for anyone, this is absolutely waste.

If it were someone else, such as Yixie Zhenren, who exchanged half of his soul for such waste, he would probably be so angry that his eyes would turn black.

But waste, at a specific time and place, also has its value.

For example, at this time, in this world, for An Qisheng, the effect of this talisman is much more valuable than any technique.

Huh~

An Qisheng put away the altar and the Yixie Taoist who was screaming, and opened the talisman in front of him.

The word "conferring gods" is easy to say, but it is not easy to do.

It is not something that ordinary people can do to create a complete system of gods from scratch.

An Qisheng at this time also found it difficult to do it.

He did not know where the Lord of the Netherworld got the complete system of the City God of the Underworld, but it was obvious that there was a foundation.

He was not just talking big.

In fact, this talisman was not his first one. The corpse of the evil Taoist had been replaced by something similar for research and deduction.

Otherwise, how could he convince the old Taoist Liansheng?

This old charlatan who had been dealing with ghosts and gods in the underworld for a lifetime was not easy to fool.

"Land God, Mountain God, River God, Dragon King, Night Tour, Day Tour"

An Qisheng muttered to himself.

Inadvertently, he thought of his previous life again.

He has lived two lives and traveled across three realms. His experience is already very rich. The proportion of his memories in his previous life is not high in his overall memory, but at this point, there will naturally be no unclear parts.

There seems to be similar myths and legends in the Earth Star in the previous life.

No, not only the Earth Star, but also the Xuan Star seems to have

Is it a myth system compiled by the ancients, or is it a myth brought by the "traveler".

Or is it a legend from other big worlds?

With thoughts in his mind, An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes and entered his dream.

How can it be so easy to comprehend a Shinto system that is completely different from this world and has never appeared before?

This talisman is hard to come by and difficult to deduce.

If there is no way to enter the dream, even if all the cultivators in the world are sacrificed, it is afraid that it will not be enough.

The sun is setting in the west, and the afterglow of the sunset scatters thousands of pieces of gold through the clouds and mist.

Qingdu City at dusk seemed to have gotten rid of the fear during the day and gradually returned to its bustle, but compared to normal days, the flow of people was still much less.

Only the vendors on the roadside seemed to have opened their doors.

But being in the middle of it, one could still feel the panic in their hearts, which could be seen from their looking up from time to time.

There was still a lingering fear in their hearts, but they could not resist the pressure of life.

People may not die when the weather changes, but they will die when they are poor.

Qingdu City is prosperous and endless, which is rare in the world. It is naturally not easy to live there.

"Alas"

Sa Wuling touched his bald scalp in his cloak, feeling a little troubled.

Some things are not cared when they are there, but when they are gone, they are uncomfortable. The same is true for hair. Before receiving the talisman, he thought it was troublesome to wash it. If he could touch a strand of it, he would be happy for a long time.

"It's just a little hair, what's the big deal?"

Yan Xiake, who was also covered in a cloak, was very optimistic after recovering a little. Not to mention his hair, he even lost his hair.

What's the big deal?

He didn't care about a small matter of three or five inches.

"Master Yan, can you still hold on?"

Sa Wuling couldn't help but worry.

Yan Xiake was in a very bad state at this time. Although this skeleton had the ability to recover by absorbing and exhaling the energy of mountains and rivers, it would take time.

At this time, Yan Xiake was almost falling apart. Every step he took made a "crackling" sound, as if he would disintegrate at any time, which made him worried.

"It's okay."

Yan Xiake said, his footsteps paused and he stopped.

This is the entrance to a long street. In front of him is an old tree with all its leaves fallen off. From here, you can see a sealed City God Temple at the end of the long street.

That is the Capital City God Temple.

The one enshrined in it is the little ghost who once served under the seat of the Lord of the Netherworld, and now the world's first capital city god, Qin Wuyi.

"It's a pity that the old city god protected Qingdu for more than a thousand years, but ended up like this."

Looking at the sparsely populated, incense-free, and sealed City God Temple, Yan Xiake felt a little sad.

There are many city gods who do nothing in the world, and there are also many city gods who fool the people. There are even some city gods who bully the good and fear the evil, but Qin Wuyi is naturally not among them.

The reason why Qingdu City became the most powerful city in the world is not only because it is the capital of the Daqing court, but also because this place was a safe place without demons and ghosts before.

Unfortunately

"Ungrateful"

Sa Wuling also shook his head.

The two walked through the sparsely populated long street. With the decline of Tianyi Sect, there were no Taoists guarding the City God Temple. Instead, there were many imperial messengers wearing soap-cornered clothes, who did not know about the big changes that had taken place.

When they saw Sa Wuling, the two were about to attack immediately, but were stopped by Sa Wuling.

After that, the two tore off the seals on the door and the wall and walked into the City God Temple.

Whoosh~

The cold wind blew through the snow, and the City God Temple was extremely desolate, with dust all over the ground, the incense burner had long been extinguished, and there was a faint stench.

"Ungrateful!"

Yan Xiake's body shook wildly.

This is dung, insulting the gods with dung!

Squeak~

As the two walked into the courtyard, the seals on the temple door fell off and the door slowly opened.

The two raised their eyebrows and looked at it. In the darkness of the door, a light of eyes also lit up.

Don't worry, I'm fine. I still have four and a half years to live. Don't worry, the book won't be eunuch.