The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 309 Chapter 306: Conferring the title to the ghosts and gods (asking for monthly tickets)

Chu Zhou is a person who plans before taking action.

Ever since he knew that Zhou Juetian was ruled by the ghost clan, he had spared no effort in recent years to dig deeper and understand the ghost clan.

The courses in the Jieyin Hall, the storytellers in Wanxian City, the communication with immortals from other realms, etc...

The Ghost-Controlling Fortress is one of the achievements, but it is by no means the only one!
Chu Zhou’s feeling was that the ghost clan was really powerful, but also really fragile.

The reason for this contradiction is largely because the ghost clan does not belong to the human world.

Because they do not belong to the human world, mortals have almost no means of protection against many of the tricks used by resentful ghosts, such as invisibility, passing through walls, cold winds, and ghost walls.

It is difficult for ordinary warriors to cause substantial casualties!
But because they do not belong to the human world, the environment of the human world greatly restricts them.

If there is no protection from the power of the underworld, once the gray clouds in the sky disperse and the light of the sun shines on them, their souls will be scattered.

Therefore, when dealing with ghosts and spirits, the most important thing is to prescribe the right medicine!
Looking at all the methods Chu Zhou knew, the most effective one was actually given by the Immortal Jie Yin a long time ago - to confer titles on ghosts and gods!
The Shinto system is also divided into many categories, and ghosts and gods are one of them.

It is by offering incense from the human world, reaching an agreement with ghosts, worshipping ghosts to make them gods, making them stronger, and then commanding other ghosts, establishing the underworld city god with the netherworld, that one can keep a place safe.

According to the regulations of heaven, there are government offices on earth to manage the affairs of the living world, and there are city gods in the underworld to govern the ghosts of the underworld.

The two complement each other and can straighten out the order of the yin and yang worlds.

Moreover, if there is a City God in the underworld, mortals can enjoy a long life in the underworld after death, and there will be a way for them to be reincarnated in the future.

If one is still unwilling to die, there are opportunities for him to serve as a ghost official, such as a ghost official. By accumulating merits, he can climb up the career ladder step by step.

It can be said that there are many benefits!

However, why would Chu Zhou hesitate about such a good thing?

It's very simple, but it's not easy!

In the netherworld, ghosts are rampant. How can you build the City God's underworld just because you want to?
It's like starting with a bowl, you have to conquer the whole world!

The clouds pressed down and in an instant they landed on the ground. Here, the top of a mountain was cut off and built into a square altar.

Below the altar, all the excess material in the four directions was removed and steps facing the four directions were built.

On the stairs, there were flags standing upright. Some were tattered, some were stained with blood, and some were painted with the shapes of many beasts, roaring and screaming.

These are all the flags used by Baidi and Donghuang City. Although they look strange, each one is actually a blood-stained flag on the battlefield.

Each side has been guarded by countless soldiers and carries the beliefs of countless soldiers.

Under every big flag, there was a soldier standing, fully armed, with his hands on his weapons, looking around with eyes as cold as a knife.

These are the most elite warriors of the two cities. They fight on the battlefield, against the sky, against beasts, and against people. Their bodies and souls are soaked with iron and blood.

The wind was howling and the flags were fluttering. Although it was a ceremony of conferring an imperial decree, there was a strong sense of solemnity and murderous intent that filled the sky and the earth.

Chu Zhou led the way, followed by Dong Huang and Bai Di. They moved towards a higher place, seemingly with ease, but each step was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

On the altar, there was a large tripod standing in the center, with a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged.

His face was gaunt, but his body was very strong, with messy white hair and sharp eyes. Even when he was sitting there, he looked like a tiger, a bear, or a general who had survived a hundred battles, with the sky stained with blood.

Even Chu Zhou bowed slightly when he saw this person and said, "I am a humble student, and I am honored to meet you, senior."

The old man slowly raised his head and grinned at Chu Zhou: "Haha, I didn't expect that my broken body could be so useful!!!"

He had very few front teeth left, and when he smiled, his gums were exposed, and a cold and murderous aura came over him.

But if you look again, his eyes are clear, his expression is calm, and he even seems a little happy.

Although the Dongtian human race is divided into two branches, conflicts are inevitable at ordinary times, but in the secret realm, they always work together to face the national crisis.

The demon clan is powerful, but humans are not just their food. This is because among humans, there are always some generous and tragic people who are willing to sacrifice themselves, to stop the war with killing, to protect the safety of the human race, and to seek peace in the world.

These are the demon hunters that the ordinary cave-heaven people call, and they call themselves the "Stop the War Society".

They actually don't care about the difference between cities and are almost always on the road killing monsters.

Although they have never changed the overall situation, even the craziest monsters are somewhat afraid because of them.

Because they were also afraid of being put on the list of the Society for Stopping War and facing endless assassinations that would come from nowhere.

The old man in front of him was named Si Yuanyou, and he was the leader of the Zhige Society.

Before Chu Zhou entered the cave heaven, this person's reputation among the human race in the cave heaven was higher than that of Baidi and Donghuang.

Because, throughout his life, he had either been killing monsters or on his way to kill monsters. In Donghuang City and Baidi City, countless people had killed monsters with him.

He has saved countless human beings, and countless people have set up ancestral tablets for him in their homes.

That's why he became the most suitable candidate.

Baidi's throat was choked with sobs, and he wanted to say something but was speechless. Donghuang's face was solemn, and he said softly: "It is our incompetence that disturbed the senior's meditation."

"Haha, don't act like a child. You don't know how happy I was when I found out about this!"

Waving his hands, he said, "Alright, alright, stop dragging your feet and get started. Don't delay me from going to the Yin Land to fight!"

"Respect the wishes of the elders!"

Bai Di responded, turned around and looked at Chu Zhou, and said, "Shall we start?"

"Who among you will recite the heavenly prayer?"

"This is a matter between the two cities, so we should do it together!"

"also!"

As he said this, Chu Zhou took a step forward and arrived in front of the big cauldron. He raised his hand and three incense sticks of merit appeared in his hand.

He blew a breath, and the incense of merit ignited without wind, igniting sparks.

Chu Zhou bowed three times respectfully, and then inserted the merit incense into the big cauldron. He saw the incense smoke rising to three feet and then disappeared as if it sank into an unknown place.

This is what it means to have a god above your head!

In fact, the merit incense has already passed through the gap in space and entered the unknown realm. If there is an accurate target, it is possible to be obtained by the target.

At this time, Baidi and Donghuang both stepped forward. They each took out a memorial, opened it, and spoke in unison:
"The sky and earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and wild. I, the minister, obey the command of heaven and respectfully worship the vast heaven. The ghost tribe has invaded, the yin and yang are in disorder, the people are suffering, and the human race is in danger.

May the heavens have mercy on us, the people of this world, have mercy on us!"

"I, your humble servant, obey the command of Heaven and respectfully worship the vast heavens. The ghost tribe has invaded, yin and yang have been disrupted, the common people are suffering, and the human race is in danger.

May the heavens have mercy on us, the people of this world, have mercy on us!"

At the beginning, it was only Donghuang and Baidi who were offering sacrifices. The sound was loud, but there were only two people.

But gradually, the demon hunter Si Yuanyou who was sitting cross-legged, and all the soldiers standing on the steps were infected.

Their voices changed from whispering to speaking, from shouting to roaring, as if they wanted to vent all the anger in their hearts.

Gradually, the sound became louder, more distant, and more sincere!
That feeling really is like complaining to the heavens, telling them that order does not exist and life is not easy. To make an analogy, it is like a child crying to his mother.

So, since I don’t know when, the wind and clouds in the sky changed, as if God was really moved by this voice, so much so that he opened his eyes and cast a ray of light.

It was just a 'line', but everyone present felt a sense of being watched, as if the heavens were watching them, and there were no more secrets.

At this time, Chu Zhou had already closed his eyes, but his vision seemed to see this place without raising it.

He is bound to this world through a secret realm, so it can be said that he has a few shares in it. It is not unreasonable to say that he is one of the gods.

Now, it was as if all the creatures on this earth were complaining to him by offering sacrifices to the heavens.

Then, a sudden inspiration came to his mind, and he opened his mouth and uttered the word: "Yes!"

"Accurate..." It was a very light word, but it was like a mighty sound exploding in everyone's sea of ​​consciousness. When others were still a little confused, Si Yuanyou suddenly looked up.

"The heavens have agreed. Hahahaha, the heavens have agreed!"

"Next, it's my turn, it's my turn!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a ball of fire appeared in his hand. As more magic power was poured into it, the flame became more and more intense.

Then, he pressed the flame on himself without hesitation.

boom!
The flames exploded and completely set him on fire. Endless pain and burning sensation came over him, but he remained calm.

He just slowly lowered his head, muttering faintly: "When people die, they become ghosts, and also ghost gods. May the heavens protect me and allow me to protect the human race. Even if the world ends, my soul will be scattered, and I will never regret it!"

"God have mercy on me!"

"God have mercy on me!"

The remains of the body were burned out and the flames weakened, but at this moment, as if a vast spiritual inspiration had gathered and the wishes of all living beings were urging, another figure stood up in the flames.

He was surrounded by flames, but his face was still Si Yuanyou, except that his old age was gone, revealing a younger face.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at his body, feeling somewhat excited and somewhat calm.

"Senior, have you succeeded?"

Bai Di's expression was trembling, and he wanted to step forward, but Si Yuanyou raised his hand to stop him. He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.

After a pause, he seemed to be in a daze. He did not speak again, but a thought came out: "I have felt the call of the Yintu. You can start."

"it is good!"

Dong Huang responded and raised his hand to take out a Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note. Just when he was about to cast it, he paused.

Even someone as cold and hard as he was couldn't bear it, but in the end, he rubbed his hands together and crushed the sound transmission talisman.

"The sacrifice to heaven has been completed, you can start it as well."

"As ordered!"

Dozens of miles ahead of here, a huge deep pit was dug in a valley that never sees sunlight all year round.

There are countless old soldiers here. Almost all of them have white hair and are quite old. Some of them are not very old but are missing limbs and are disabled.

At a glance, there are tens of thousands of them.

Due to the harsh living environment, almost all the people in the Dongtian tribe are soldiers, and there are even fewer old people left.

And given their population base, this is almost all of their elderly people.

In addition to the crowd, there were also many soldiers from the two cities. Although they were holding weapons, they all looked timid and dared not look directly.

He was about to move forward until the Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note in a leader's hand burned out.

But after taking just one step, he stopped there, unable to move.

However, an old man had already seen it. He stepped forward with a cane and asked loudly, "Young man, has His Majesty succeeded?"

"Yes, yes, the news has come from His Majesty. It has been done!" The general swore that he had never been so timid and speechless as he was today.

But the old man was happy. He said happily: "This is a good thing, this is a good thing!"

Having said that, he turned and walked towards the big pit, passing through a group of old men and approached it.

He picked up a long knife from the ground, and then cut his neck without hesitation.

Then, blood spurted out like a fountain, and the corpse fell limply and rolled into the big pit.

This is the first one, and certainly not the last!
So, one old man after another came forward in a very orderly manner, slit their own throats, and fell into the pit.

This scene is both orderly and creepy, shocking and sad.

The soldiers dismounted one by one, half-knelt on the ground, tears in their eyes.

The speed was very fast, or rather, these people committed suicide very quickly. In just a moment, the pit was filled with corpses.

The blood spread along the corpse, forming small streams, which then gathered at the bottom of the pit and seeped into the ground.

This place was carefully selected as an extremely dark place, and was soaked in a large amount of blood.

Then, a cold wind blew up from the ground, and above the corpses, shadowy figures appeared, as if countless ghosts stood up.

In a sense, this is blood, a voluntary blood sacrifice by a group of old people.

Of course, at this time they were still in a daze, and their ghostly aura was weak.

At this time, the general took out another Thousand Mile Sound Transmission Note, crushed it, and said a few words.

So, on the altar, Baidi and Donghuang also issued orders.

As a result, in the new Donghuang City and Baidi City, countless people burst into tears as they watched the fireworks exploding above their heads.

They put on mourning clothes, decorated the mourning hall, and the flames burned paper money, paper horses, paper clothes and paper armor.

Countless people began to worship the spirit tablet, sad and pious.

The two cities even prepared a grand sacrificial ceremony. Temples were built one after another. Everyone participated in the sacrifice, burning incense, kneeling, and praying devoutly in an orderly manner before leaving.

Soon, the incense smoke rose and lingered in the temple, and the person sitting in the main seat of the temple could be seen to be Si Yuanyou.

At the back of the temple, the walls were filled with spirit tablets, which were those of the elderly people who committed suicide.

On a level invisible to everyone, the rich incense seemed to be tangible, flowing into the distance.

In the deep pit,
The ghosts that were a little confused just now seemed to have received support. They changed into new clothes, put on armor, held weapons in their hands, and sat on horses.

In just a moment, a mighty ghost army was born.

Although they have not been baptized by the battlefield, they have the appearance of the ghosts. What is even more shocking is that these ghosts were originally in a daze, but now they have been awakened.

With flags waving and horses galloping, this army of ghosts has transformed into a mighty force filled with ghostly energy and is rushing towards the altar.

Of course, the changes on the altar at this time were even more astonishing.

Si Yuanyou received the incense and wishes of countless people, and his own aura continued to rise, becoming stronger and stronger at an unreasonable speed.

The flames around his body went out, revealing his ghost body. He then automatically put on the attire of the City God of the Underworld, and also had official seals and ultimatums.

Chu Zhou obtained a complete method, so he had prepared everything he needed.

However, as the aura grows stronger, the repulsion between heaven and earth becomes more and more serious. The human world should not be a place for ghosts to survive, they have to go to the netherworld.

But Si Yuanyou held on tightly and did not retreat even a single step until the ghost army arrived in full force and approached him.

"But, has my army arrived yet?"

"The army is ready, please give us your instructions, General!"

"Follow me into the netherworld and conquer a vast territory for our race."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Si Yuanyou stretched out his hand and tore the void open. The air of the underworld filled the air. Faintly, the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard, one after another, countless in number.

But Si Yuanyou didn't say anything, he called up his horses and spears and threw himself into the battle. And the newly formed ghost army didn't waste any words either, they charged in in a mighty force.

Even in the netherworld, the territory was conquered, and if one wants to establish the City God of the underworld, this is just the beginning.

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