I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 133 Middle Earth: The True Way

If you think about it carefully, Danqingzi has never said that Jiangshantu is the spiritual weapon of the headmaster of Ranzhen Sect. He only said that the founder of Longhu Danqing Sect is the boy holding the box of the headmaster of Ranzhen Sect.

It was Lu Wujiu who misjudged the situation.

That’s right, how could a real personal spiritual weapon be held by a boy holding a box?

However, a boy holding a box is equipped with a spiritual weapon. Is it because the boy holding the box is too favored, or is it because Emperor Ran Zhenzong is very rich?

"Tell me about Ran Zhenzong."

"I don't know either..."

"Not sure?"

"Although I am a spiritual weapon, my intelligence was initially undeveloped. It was only after it was passed down to the third generation of the Dragon and Tiger Painting School that my intelligence gradually developed. Naturally, I cannot remember anything from before. All I know are the few fragments of the Jiangshan Tu that remain."

Dan Qingzi paused and said, "Although I don't know for sure, I can probably guess that the Ranzhen Sect should be from the Central Plains."

Middle-earth again.

Lu Wujiu took a long breath in his heart.

The first time he heard the name of Middle-earth was from Yang Fengzhao of the Liuren School. He initially thought it was the land of the Nine Paths.

Later, after coming into contact with more and more things in Middle-earth, I realized that Middle-earth was isolated from the Nine Paths.

He had always wanted to learn about the situation in Middle-earth, but because he was busy with his cultivation, he put it off. Later, he only learned a little from the vast amount of books and the fragmentary words of his fellow practitioners.

As for Middle-earth, no one knows its exact location.

Some say that the Middle Earth is located outside the vast wilderness and requires crossing thousands of miles of barren mountains.

Therefore, few people come here;
Some people also say that the Middle Earth is located in the eye of the East China Sea deep in the sea - Weilu, and there are monsters in the sea, so it is difficult to travel.

There are different opinions on where exactly it is.

While his thoughts were wandering, Lu Wujiu simply asked directly:
"Do you know where Middle-earth is?"

"I don't know."

I don't know this, I don't know that, what use is there for you... Lu Wujiu felt a little irritated for no reason, but he still said calmly:

"If you don't know the Middle Earth, how did you come to the land of the Nine Paths? I don't believe that the Danqing Sect has no record of its founder."

"This is indeed recorded. In the 'Record of Falling into the Mortal World: The Precious Edict of the Original Practice of the Danqing Patriarch', it says that the founder of the Danqing Sect was a disciple of the Ranzhen Sect's headmaster, who held a box. One day, while slaying a dragon beast east of the Bohai Sea, he was mistakenly led into the Great Abyss and the Land of Guixu. When he woke up again, he had fallen into the Land of the Nine Paths."

"The Great Abyss Returns to the Ruins?"

"According to records in China, deep east of the Bohai Sea, lies a vast ravine, a bottomless valley with no bottom at all. It is called Guixu. Waters from the eight directions and nine fields, as well as the Milky Way, all flow into it, without increasing or decreasing."

Lu Wujiu frowned when he heard this.

In the land of Jiudao, there is also the legend of Guixu.

It is said that to the east of the East China Sea, there is a bottomless abyss named Guixu, also known as Weilu.

Therefore, is the saying that the Great Abyss returns to the abyss a fabrication by Danqingzi based on real legends, or is it the result of cultural exchanges between the nine regions of Middle-earth?
While thinking, Lu Wujiu asked many questions.

After setting various language traps from time to time and repeatedly screening, he finally had to admit that Dan Qingzi was probably not lying.

After a long while, he exhaled lightly and said:

"I can spare your life, but in addition to the Dyeing True Dao Seed and the [Ink Soul Spirit Refining Art], you must serve me for ten years! I swear by the Great Dao!"

"Okay, ten years is ten years."

Dan Qingzi agreed without even thinking, and even made a solemn oath as if he was afraid that Lu Wujiu would go back on his word.

Seeing this, Lu Wujiu breathed a sigh of relief, unsealed Guangxuan's human skin, and completed the transaction.

To be honest, he has no shortage of ways to practice cultivation now.

In addition to the Netherworld Reincarnation Dao in the human skin book, he also has the Taiyin Refining Dao, the Pure Yang Sword Dao, the Liuren Fish Talisman, the Acala Myoko View, the Buddhist Tantric Buddhism, the Zhengyi Dao Talisman, and now with the Ranzhen Dao Seed, he has a total of eight major Dao meridians.

Although most of them have not been passed down, the richness of their variety is rare in the world.

However, adhering to the principle that more skills are better than less, after examining the Ran Zhen Dao Seed, he still took it into his body and began to comprehend it.

The dyed true Dao seed, the color is like cinnabar, the shape is like a dot of ink. When it is taken into the body, a mysterious feeling surges in the heart.

After some reflection, Lu Wujiu took out a brush and a piece of talisman paper. As his brush moved, a monster with four legs of different lengths, resembling a horse and a toad, emerged from the paper.

And then...and then nothing more.

“If you want to make a fake look real, you have to make it look like the real thing!”

The raised face on Guangxuan's skin said with gnashing teeth, but the laughter that leaked out still revealed its joy.

Lu Wujiu had an expressionless face. He waved his hand and took out a painting of eight horses. He gently tapped the eyes of one of the horses. The horse raised its hooves and neighed loudly, then jumped out of the canvas.

Seeing this, the smirk on Danqingzi's face froze instantly.

"Interesting! If I could cultivate this to a high level, wouldn't I be able to draw other cultivators to join the battle?"

"That's right. As long as you can paint vividly and vividly, the more vivid the painting is, the deeper your cultivation is, and the higher your success rate will be."

Lu Wujiu nodded in response, already feeling that this path was not for him.

However, it doesn’t matter. It’s enough to use this opportunity to understand Dan Qingzi’s abilities.

He then looked at Dan Qingzi, raised his right hand, and a talisman appeared in his palm.

"Danqingzi, since you have served me, I will grant you the Ninth Rank Yin Scroll and make you a Ninth Rank Yang Official. After ten years, if you wish to remain in the Netherworld Samsara Path, then stay. If you do not wish, just shut up and I will not make things difficult for you!"

"The Netherworld Samsara Sect? You, you are indeed a disciple of the Netherworld Samsara Sect."

Dan Qingzi looked as if he had expected it, but there was still a hint of shock on his face.

When Lu Wujiu said that the painted skin he was parasitizing was Guangxuan's skin, he had some guesses.

It just feels a little ridiculous.

The path of reincarnation in the underworld that all the famous and upright sects in the world pursued was right before his eyes, which gave him a somewhat unreal and dreamy feeling.

"Why don't you want to?"

"Disciple is willing!"

"This sect honors you by your official rank. Next time you meet a fellow disciple, don't make the same mistake."

"Yes, I understand."

As the conversation flowed, the Yin Lu in Lu Wujiu's palm floated out, fell into Guangxuan's skin, and disappeared.

When Lu Wujiu saw this, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

——Guangxuan’s human skin really became Danqingzi’s body.

He shook his head, left the Black Snake Garden and turned back.

When I came, the summer mountain branches were scattered across the slanting road. When I left, the new green locust trees covered the stone bridge. The scenery has not changed, but my mood is very different.

On the way, he did not use the paper-cut horse as a means of transportation, but instead ordered a painted horse and galloped on it.

Unfortunately, Ran Zhendao had just entered the Dao after all, and his cultivation was shallow. His painting of horses was extremely weak. He waded through the river and turned into paper, which melted when it came into contact with water. It was of no use at all and could only be said to be better than nothing.

At present, the main focus is still on the Taiyin Refining Dao.

The wind has its destination, and the road has its end.

When he reached the outside of the lotus pond pleasure boat, he summoned Guangxuan's human skin and put it on himself, then transformed himself into a middle-aged Taoist priest with a gloomy aura.

After checking and making sure everything was fine, he stepped onto a lotus houseboat docked on the shore.

"Oh, what a rare visitor!"

Seeing the unfamiliar Lu Wujiu, the old woman came over with a smile on her face.

However, before she could get close, a surge of force made it impossible for her to move.

"Master Dao, I've heard that the practice of double cultivation in the bedroom is a truly wonderful experience, and I've come here to witness it! Let your master come, and you bunch of filthy creatures, get out of here and don't pollute my eyes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure swept over, frightening the prostitutes in the pleasure boat so much that their bodies went limp and they all collapsed to the ground.

(End of this chapter)