I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 425: The foundation of the religion, the traitor Xu Sheng

The once mighty shaman, one of the twelve gatekeepers and the one who caused endless calamities in Yaozhou, fell on his own turf.

Xu Qing recalled the rampant flag, withdrew his supernatural powers, changed back into the funeral robes he had worn, and once again became the funeral master who toured the world.

At the Great Shaman's altar, the thick fog that had blotted out the sun dissipated, and Zhang Pingsheng and the others looked around. The ground was littered with withered bones and corpses that had returned to silence, as well as craters and pits that looked like a mess.

On the east side of the dojo, beneath what appeared to be a deep crater created by a meteorite, Xu Qing stood beside a corpse, dressed in a white robe with the hem still clean.

Zhang Pingsheng and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

The twelve gatekeepers and two great shamans died just like that?
Even Master Fuluan, who knew of Xu Qing's abilities, couldn't help but gasp in astonishment. The sect leader was truly becoming more and more unfathomable!
Monk Xinyuan sensed the chaotic residual magical energy in the temple, and his heart was filled with more doubts.

Xu Qing and the shaman were clearly the only people around the deep pit, but he had a persistent feeling that a group of people had once fought here.

These seemingly unrelated fluctuations of magical power didn't seem like the kind of commotion that two people could cause.
Xu Qing, the person involved, didn't care what others thought. Before Xin Yuan and the others could even ask questions, he had already made arrangements for the subsequent corpse refining and salvation, and the giving back to the mortal world.

Xu Qing's idea was simple: as long as he assigned enough work to keep everyone in the church busy, they would naturally have no time to come and ask him all sorts of questions.

Just as Xinyuan, who was full of questions, was about to ask them, Xu Qing arranged for her to set up the altar and perform a ritual to deliver the souls of all the corpses in the temple.

As soon as Master Fuluan approached, Xu Qing launched into a tirade of criticism.

"What are you asking? Why are you asking so many questions? The demons have already been vanquished. Why don't you hurry to the Fen River to help Xie Qiongke dredge the river channels? If you delay this important matter, you will be held responsible!"

When Master Fuluan saw Xu Qing's cold expression, he felt a chill run down his spine. This man's aura was becoming more and more like that of the First Emperor.
Seeing that both of his fellow Daoists had been thwarted, Zhang Pingsheng was caught in a dilemma: whether to speak or remain silent.

Xu Qing's expression finally relaxed when he saw that Zhang Daozhang was at a loss and could only give him a dry laugh.

“Master Zhang can make some adjustments. When I open the cauldron, Master Zhang will open the passage to the mortal world to give back to Yaozhou.”

After much persuasion, Xu Qing managed to send the three curious children away. Then, he led the corpses of the shaman and his relative into the Great Shaman's tomb to begin the ritual of deliverance.

The corpses of the two great shamans were forged by the remnants of resentment and evil energy left behind by the shamans and their rituals in the boundless land, using great magical power and supernatural abilities.

Corpses formed from Dharma corpses are also within the scope of the Salvation Sutra.

Drawing on past experiences, Xu Qing increasingly felt that his understanding of the Du Ren Jing (a system for guiding people to enlightenment) had not yet reached its full potential.

He had realized this decades ago.

Xu Qing still remembers that when he first obtained the Scripture of Salvation, he could only perform rituals to deliver fresh and intact corpses. Once a corpse had been there for too long, he would need to perform a soul-summoning ceremony to deliver it.

But when he has collected a certain number of corpses, the Sutra of Salvation will gradually be able to deliver those corpses whose souls are wandering outside.

Once the laws against ghosts are eradicated, the Salvation Sutra, which is integrated with the Yama's Original Vow Sutra, goes beyond the scope of converting corpses and can directly deliver ghosts and spirits.

Xu Qing didn't know the upper limit of the "Scripture of Salvation." Perhaps at the next stage, the "Scripture of Salvation" would have new uses.
Inside the undisturbed tomb, Xu Qing took stock of the spoils from the exorcism of the skeleton warriors while simultaneously replenishing his magical power with Yin Yuan Pills, as if eating candy.

Once his magical powers were fully restored, he began the process of performing the ritual to release the two great witches' corpses.

As you turn the pages of the Sutra of Salvation, images from ancient times flash by one by one.

Xu Qing witnessed the third great calamity and the annihilation of the entire Witch Clan.

These images are far more shocking than any of the revolving lanterns showing the corpses that Xu Qing performed for the deceased.

Xu Qing even saw the scene of the earth collapsing and the sky cracking from the perspective of the shamans and priests.

That was a true cataclysmic event!

Ten suns hung high in the sky, then the golden crow fell; the pillar of heaven broke, and a goddess mended the heavens; corpses littered the fields, and the cycle of reincarnation began.
Xu Qing frowned. He saw in the distance the scene of the goddess mending the sky with the help of the five-colored divine stones on the ancient Fen River, but none of the thirty-six thousand five hundred divine stones could match the aura emanating from the five-colored stone in his hand.

"One great kalpa lasts for 129,600 years, and the third great kalpa is probably hundreds of thousands of years in the past."

Xu Qing suddenly realized that the five-colored stones in the Great Luo Dharma Realm were mostly no different from other divine stones during the third great calamity, but after the great calamity, this surviving divine stone had undergone hundreds of thousands of years of savage growth.

During this period, the surviving five-colored stones absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and moon to constantly temper themselves, making them naturally more wondrous than the stones that the goddess had just forged back then.

"The owner of the Little Water Curtain Cave was said to have attained enlightenment through a divine stone."

Xu Qing raised an eyebrow. If he refined his five-colored stone for a long time, it wouldn't hatch some strange and wonderful fairy flower, would it?

Besides the information about the remnant stones used to mend the heavens, another thing that concerned Xu Qing was the establishment of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

From the perspective of the shaman, Xu Qing glimpsed a corner of the scene where the ancestral shaman of the shaman clan merged with the six realms and established the cycle of reincarnation.

Why only one corner? It's because the shaman priest had just entered the underworld and hadn't even had a chance to carry out the grand plan of refining the souls of the dead and revitalizing the shaman clan when he was annihilated on the spot by the ruthless ancestral shaman!
As a result, the Ancestral Witch became a traitor to the entire Witch Clan.

Xu Qing fell into deep thought. The Witch Clan was quite similar to the Zombie Clan. Both were beings in which the soul and body were one. If there was any difference, it might be that low-level Zombies mostly did not have their own consciousness, while the Witch Clan was born with intelligence.

But there are exceptions.

For example, the little zombie in the Corpse Mill ninety years ago was an anomaly who was born with his own consciousness.

As the slideshow ended, Xu Qing looked at the reward.

A pitch-black gourd, a white bone magic technique, a piece of breathing soil, a nail-head curse technique, and a bunch of other weird witch clan curses like bone-corroding curses, soul-devouring curses, and decay curses.
Among them, the Black Heaven Gourd is ranked as the lowest grade of the Heavenly category. The gourd has natural patterns that gather Yin and lock the soul on the inside and outside. If you open the mouth of the gourd, the inside is full of dark, bone-scraping Yin energy.

The Black Heaven Gourd was born in an extremely yin and evil place. The gourd itself is a cave. If the mouth of the gourd is opened to release the yin energy, it can cover a region with black clouds, as if it were a dark night.

However, the Black Heaven Gourd can also absorb yin energy and evil spirits, bringing clarity to a region.

Besides these two uses, if the person holding the gourd refines it, they can also put enemies or other items into the gourd. In no time, the contents of the gourd will be boiled into a pool of rotten water by the bone-scraping yin evil, with no chance of survival.

Xu Qing felt that the gourd was somewhat familiar. If he was not mistaken, a certain ancestor had also had a similar gourd.

Similarly, this gourd is also a magical treasure that can be upgraded. As long as it is placed in a place of yin and evil, or accompanied by a person of extreme yin and evil, it can be nurtured and its quality improved.

Xu Qing was secretly pleased. This gourd was quite lucky; wasn't it a perfect example of the most yin and evil person?
This gourd has chosen the right person to follow!

Furthermore, he possesses unorthodox supernatural powers and the secret techniques of the White Bone Sect, ranking among the top-grade Earth-level beings.

This secret method is not something that can be openly discussed; it is roughly a heretical method similar to Xu Qing's methods of raising barbaric soldiers and raising corpse soldiers.

However, Xu Qing's general was nurtured in the corpse-raising ground, while the skeleton secret method is a 'summoning method'.

As long as there are unclaimed skeletons around the caster, they can be summoned as loyal skeleton servants to be used by the caster.

The number and strength of the skeleton servants that can be commanded depend on the caster's skill level, as well as the quality of the corpses.

If the caster is highly skilled and the number and quality of the surrounding corpses are also extraordinary, then they can summon skeleton warriors of the same quality as those previously seen at the Great Shaman's altar.

Overall, this is a kind of unorthodox supernatural power that is not of a very high rank, but has an extremely high potential.

Xu Qing's eyes flickered. This supernatural power was not very useful in normal times, but if it were placed on a battle formation where there were casualties at any time, it would be a powerful weapon that could continuously create an army of corpses.

After digesting the White Bone Divine Power, Xu Qing looked at the Nailhead Curse Death Technique.

This is the first unorthodox supernatural power that Xu Qing has encountered so far that ranks among the Heavenly Grade. The Nailhead Curse Death Technique, also known as the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book, is a curse technique. The caster needs to set up an altar, place a straw figure in the center, write the target's name on the straw figure, and place a life lamp on each of the straw figure's head and shoulders. This is considered a preliminary success.

After that, one should burn talismans and chant incantations daily, and bow to the straw effigy three times to "worship the deceased" of the person receiving the ritual. If the person receiving the ritual has profound spiritual attainment, then the worship needs to be continued for one to twenty-one days.

Once the twenty-one days are up, even ordinary immortals and gods will die on the spot!

Upon seeing this method, Xu Qing finally understood why Wu Qi had been so arrogant when he fought with him.

It turns out that they had placed too much faith in this incantation.

"This supernatural power is quite impressive; it's truly a wonderful method for killing someone and silencing a witness without leaving home!"

Xu Qing was overjoyed, and then he looked at the last reward.

It was a strange, bluish-gray soil.

Breath Soil, also known as Breath Soil, is ranked among the top-grade Heavenly Soil.

This soil was originally a soil that never ceases to thrive; it was used by King Yu when he controlled the floods.

"The soil does not diminish; the more it is excavated, the more it becomes, thus it is used to fill floodwaters."

Xu Qing casually picked up a pinch of the Breath Soil and threw it at the Great Witch's Tomb in front of him. The next moment, the bluish-gray soil surged forth like a well springing up, with fresh soil increasing exponentially.

In no time, the tomb in front of Xu Qing was filled with the spirit soil.

Outside the tomb, Xinyuan, who was performing a ritual to deliver the deceased, stumbled. When the monk came to his senses, he found that the mound beneath him had risen dozens of feet into the air, and his altar was completely buried by the wildly growing soil.

"Ptooey, ptooey!" Xin Yuan struggled to climb out of the grave mound. When he saw the soil still growing around him, the monk said in surprise and doubt:
"This is... the Land of Breath? Where in the mortal world does the Land of Breath come from?"

Just as Xin Yuan was racking his brains trying to figure it out, the ground suddenly churned again. The monk looked to the side and saw a golden-armored general, more than ten feet tall, suddenly emerge from about three zhang in front of him.

As soon as the divine general showed his face, what he saw was a shiny bald head and a large, chaotic witchcraft temple.

What am I doing here? Is this still a ritual site for shamans and sorcerers?
The golden-armored general, who had been pushed out of the ground by the Breath of Earth, was stunned for a long time.

"You bald donkey! Have you been robbing graves and destroying my resting place?"

Monk Xinyuan sneered, "You reek of money. Even if I were digging a radish, I wouldn't bother digging you up!"

"Insolence! Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care what kind of general you are. This is the place where my Great Luo Sect practices its doctrines. If you want to protect yourself, leave at once!"

"You wicked bald man! You still dare to spread rumors and mislead the masses, take this!"

The two men disagreed and turned on each other with weapons.

Not far away, Zhang Pingsheng looked at the golden man that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and was equally astonished.

Why have so many strange things happened in the Yin River since the arrival of the Great Luo Sect?
Seeing Xinyuan and the Jin people fighting, Zhang Pingsheng wanted to step forward, but he didn't dare leave his workstation to help without permission.

Helpless, he could only cheer for Xinyuan while keeping a close eye on the changes in the Yin River, waiting for the leader to give a signal before opening the passage to the mortal world.

At this time, the Great Shaman's Tomb.

Old Xu, the instigator, was carefully examining the clumps of earth in front of him.

At this moment, the piece of the earth he had broken off had been restored to its original state.

"A small handful of the essence soil can fill an area of ​​fifty li; if only half of it were used..."

Xu Qing's heart moved slightly.

This sacred land might become the foundation of the Great Luo Sect.

The foundation of Cat Fairy Hall lies in the seeds brought from other lands by Crow Lord, as well as the excellent grain varieties that have been continuously improved.

The foundation of the Baosheng Temple's teachings is the knowledge of preserving life and protecting the human race for procreation.

However, Xu Qing has never been able to find a suitable foundation for establishing the Great Luo Sect.

But now, the appearance of the Breath of Earth has solved his urgent problem.

The merits of Xitu lie in controlling floods and improving roads.

Since the doctrine of the Great Luo Sect is based on purifying the universe and correcting yin and yang, why not establish the foundation of the sect on managing natural disasters and even maintaining the living environment of the human race and all living beings?
Reproduction, survival, order.
Xu Qing was overjoyed to have found the guiding principle of the Great Luo Sect, unaware that the three-religion system he had intentionally or unintentionally established already encompassed several of the most dominant operating principles in the world.

Outside the tomb, the golden-armored general and the monk Xinyuan were still locked in a struggle.

Deep within the tomb, Xu Qing summoned the Mountain and River Cauldron, using the incense from the Blood Lake as a kindling to continuously refine the Great Witch's body.

Although Wuji Wuqi's cultivation was inferior to Guilu's, the terrifying energy contained in the two great shaman corpses plus a million corpses had already surpassed that of Guilu's corpse that Xu Qing had refined in Tianjin.

Several days later, the corpses purified by incense within the Mountain and River Cauldron were completely transformed into pure spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy condensed into liquid, churning wildly within the cauldron.

At a certain moment, Xu Qing suddenly opened his eyes. After the last wisp of foul energy was refined, he immediately picked up the Mountain and River Cauldron and rushed out of the tomb.

"Master!"

"And who are you?!"

Xu Qing glanced over and saw a golden-armored deity with a hundred-foot-tall appearance confronting a monk dressed in tattered clothes on the ruins of the temple.

"Master, this bronze figure is neither human nor demon, and it is impervious to death or injury; it is truly troublesome."

Xu Qing frowned slightly. This golden man could indeed be saved by the Scripture of Salvation, but he had met the First Emperor and knew that the golden man was a magic weapon used by the First Emperor to suppress the Yin River veins and ensure the last line of defense of the Yin River.

The purpose of this golden statue is far greater than the salvation it provides.
After a moment's thought, Xu Qing blurted out, "I am the leader of the Great Luo Sect. The demons and monsters that plague this place have been eliminated by my sect! Your duties are fulfilled, and you should return to your posts. Do not linger here!"

The golden-armored general stubbornly replied, "I am here on His Majesty's orders to guard this place. How can I abandon my post based on your one-sided account?"

"Moreover, you have overturned the earth's veins and damaged my pass; this crime is one that cannot be redeemed even by death!"

Seeing that reasoning was ineffective, Xu Qing had a flash of inspiration and said, "I am an old friend of the First Emperor. As for the ley lines here, they were all created by Xu Sheng, who stole the immortal formula. Now that Xu Sheng has gone to Shu, General, if you go to pursue him now, you might still be able to catch up with him!"

Upon hearing the name Xu Sheng, the golden-armored general visibly became agitated.

"You scoundrel Xu Sheng, how dare you deceive me!"

Xu Sheng's reputation among the generals of the First Emperor was extremely bad, so much so that when the Golden Armored General heard the name Xu Sheng, he immediately turned his attention away from Xu Qing and the others.

"Thank you for your guidance, I'm off!"

(End of this chapter)