I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 202 Is this physical body of mine a Dao body?

After entering the Central Plains, Lu Wujiu, whose mind was filled with spreading the Netherworld Dao, actually overlooked the matter of innate primordial qi.

It's not difficult to conduct an experiment; the underworld is full of wronged souls and vengeful ghosts. Just reincarnate a few and you'll know.

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The Human Skin Book, the Cliff of Broken Souls.

A fierce wind howls atop the cliff, while a sea of ​​clouds rolls below.

A few wisps of remnant souls suddenly appeared on the precipice, falling down the mountain like puppets with broken strings. The churning clouds suddenly transformed into a wet nurse, gently enveloping these remnant souls, melting their life's love and hate into the primordial womb fluid, and casting them into the cycle of reincarnation.

The difference this time is that the reincarnation channel seems to have branched off, one leading to the Nine Realms and the other to the Central Plains.

Without any interference, the remnant soul randomly fell into two passages and disappeared into a patch of newly emerging yang energy.

Standing atop the Cliff of Broken Souls, Lu Wujiu felt the first wisp of innate primordial energy returning to him and gently exhaled.

Even in Middle-earth, the authority of the human skin book remained effective.

However, to his surprise, the amount of primordial energy returning from the Central Plains was significantly less than that from the Nine Paths.

"How strange! They're all people, so why are there fewer?"

Lu Wujiu frowned in thought, and after a long while, he seemed to have gained some insight.

He discovered that these remnant souls were all reincarnated in the Flowing Sand Sea. Considering the barren environment of the Flowing Sand Sea, and even the blood-selling culture mentioned by Xia Han, it became understandable that the fetuses were born with insufficient vital energy.

To verify his conjecture, he simply sent down a few more wisps of his soul, setting the place of reincarnation as the distant Central Plains.

As the remnant soul fell into the cycle of reincarnation, a sudden and dramatic change occurred!
"How brave!"

A furious shout came from within the cycle of reincarnation, nearly shattering the passage.

"Where did this bald monk come from, daring to covet the authority of my Xuanmen Underworld?!"

As the thunderclap subsided, a sword light roared from the Reincarnation Passage. Wherever the sword light passed, the passage shattered. Looking down, it was like a blazing fire shooting from the ground, roaring up from the bottom of the Soul-Severing Cliff and soaring straight into the sky.

In an instant, it illuminated the netherworld and even the celestial palace, startling all the celestial officials and servants!

Lu Wujiu's expression changed slightly. He intended to close the Reincarnation Passage, but the sword light had already crushed it.

Only fragmented clouds, like phosphorescent flames, remained, drifting among the Broken Soul Cliff, exuding a breathtaking beauty!
This sword light, though seemingly an attack, is actually more like a warning!
"Does the Central Plains also have a cycle of reincarnation?"

Lu Wujiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on.

According to the intelligence he gathered, the history of the Central Plains is at least tens of thousands of years old, and the Buddhist Tantric sect in the Western Regions has existed for tens of thousands of years.

If the Xuanmen (Taoist school) does not have a great Dao like reincarnation.

With the passage of time, the Buddhist sects of the Western Regions have probably already unified the Central Plains world, so why would they remain confined to a corner?
What he didn't expect was that the Cycle of Reincarnation in the Central Plains was clearly more domineering and powerful.

He had only randomly thrown a few remnant souls, yet he was immediately detected and even provoked a counterattack, demonstrating his immense power.

"He called me a bald donkey. Whether it was because of the scent of the human skin book or because I was reincarnated from the Western Regions, it seems he didn't discover my existence. This is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune."

Lu Wujiu's eyes flashed; the Central Plains were far more terrifying than he had imagined!

If the Path of Reincarnation is like this, then most of the other three thousand Great Paths probably already have their masters. For a rising star like myself to want to secure a place is probably as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Thinking of this, Lu Wujiu immediately decided to temporarily close the reincarnation channel in the Central Plains, and all the souls that would be collected in the future would be reincarnated in the Nine Paths.

Although the Nine Paths Land is a small world, it is his private territory, which can be used for both offense and defense. It is best to manage it carefully.

As for the Central Plains?

We still have too little information, so to be on the safe side, we shouldn't act rashly.

"call……"

Thinking of the unimaginable sword light, Lu Wujiu let out a long breath, and the pride he felt from crossing the Central Plains vanished in an instant.

After carefully examining the Broken Soul Cliff and confirming that the mysterious opponent had not left any traces, he left the Human Skin Book and returned to Xia Family Fortress.

Looking at the Xia Family Fortress shrouded in yin energy, Lu Wujiu decided to go out and spread some Netherworld Daoist teachings.

Otherwise, in such a vast quicksand sea, it would be too conspicuous for only the Xia family to cultivate the Netherworld Path. If it attracted someone's attention, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He got up to call out to Xia Han, but before he knew it, Cao Cao appeared.

Xia Han burst in, his face pale. Ignoring the dignity of a fourth-grade cultivator, he knelt down with a thud and cried, "Senior Lu, save me!"

Lu Wujiu was surprised and helped Xia Han up, asking, "Why are you in such a panic?"

Xia Han said anxiously, "My son, Xia Junfeng, has been kidnapped by people from the Moon Palace. This palace is most skilled at using bewitching arts to lure refugees into becoming blood vessels. My son has fallen into their hands, and I fear his fate is grim!"

Lu Wujiu looked at him strangely: "The demoness you mentioned in the ancestral hall that day, could she be someone from the Moon Phase Palace?"

Xia Han's expression immediately turned somewhat awkward, and he nodded, saying, "Exactly!"

Lu Wujiu said, "This is probably not robbery, it's elopement, isn't it?"

Xia Han shook his head: "Impossible. The Moon Phase Palace has always been ruled by women. If my son goes there, he will only become a furnace and a blood vessel. The Moon Phase Palace Master, Huan Shali, has a cultivation level of five-star, which is equivalent to yours, senior. If you ask for him, they will definitely not dare to refuse. Please, senior, save my son!"

Lu Wujiu pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, let's go take a look!"

"Thank you, senior!"

Xia Han was overjoyed and quickly led the way.

Five hundred li west of Xiajia Village lies the main camp of the Moon Phase Palace.

Compared to Xiajiazhai, Yuexiang Palace is much more magnificent and grand.

From afar, one can see a gray ancient castle standing tall amidst the yellow sand. The castle is shaded by greenery, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, appearing like a mirage at first glance, too beautiful to be real.

Lu Wujiu had some understanding of the Moon Phase Palace when he was gathering information about the Flowing Sand Sea.

It is said that the palace's tradition is passed down only to women, and all those in power are women. While this may not be unique in the desert, it is certainly a remarkable sight.

Now that we've arrived and are looking down, we see that the city is indeed full of women.

The women were beautiful, dressed in colorful skirts, their beauty surpassing even the freshest flowers.

Lu Wujiu led Xia Han down from the sky, landing in front of the gate. He raised his Five Armor cultivation level and proclaimed loudly:

"I am Lu Wujiu, and I have long heard of the Moon Palace's radiant light. Today I have come to pay my respects and hope that the Palace Master will not despise my shallowness and grant me an audience."

Although Lu Wujiu did not deliberately release his aura, it still made the disciple on duty gasp for breath. He quickly apologized and left to ask for instructions.

Before long, a young woman in full palace attire, accompanied by a group of beautiful women, came to greet them.

Upon approaching, the graceful and elegant woman bowed and said, "I am Shen Yi, the Second Elder of the Moon Palace. I apologize for any neglect I may have shown you!"

Before Lu Wujiu could answer, he continued, "Fellow Daoist, you look unfamiliar. May I ask what brings you here?"

As he spoke, he gave Xia Han a meaningful look.

Lu Wujiu said, "I have a past connection with the founder of Xia Family Village. I heard that the disciples of Xia Family Village are captivated by the beauty of your palace and are unwilling to leave, so I have come to take them back." Shen Yi covered her mouth and laughed, "Fellow Daoist, are you talking about Xia Junfeng? This child, he's not captivated by the beauty of the Moon Palace, he's clearly captivated by the beauties in the palace!"

As he spoke, he turned to the side and said, "My master has heard that an old friend has come to Xia Family Village, and he is very curious about it! I hope you will do me the honor of joining us for a chat."

Lu Wujiu nodded and then stepped into the Moon Phase Palace.

Stepping inside, the streets of the palace are well-planned and orderly. The residential courtyards in the fortress, although also built with sandstone formed by magic, are clean and tidy, lacking the dusty feeling of Xia Family Fortress.

As the saying goes, "From small things one can see great things."

These seemingly insignificant details are enough to demonstrate the considerable strength of the Moon phase house.

After all, in this godforsaken place, every bit of magical power is precious. It's not even enough to restore one's essence and gather water, so who would waste it on house repairs?

No wonder Xia Han was so wary!
As he walked through the corridors and alleys, Lu Wujiu entered a back garden.

Flowers bloom in the garden, butterflies flutter and bees dance. In the center of the garden, in a white jade pavilion, a young woman of sixteen sits languidly, holding a scroll of Taoist scriptures, studying it carefully.

The blazing desert sun shone on her delicate face, subtly illuminating a layer of fine downy hair, adding to her youthful appearance.

Upon seeing this scene, Lu Wujiu's mind went blank for a moment, and he subconsciously thought of Ni Chang.

The two really look alike!

Thinking to himself, he approached and bowed, saying, "This humble Daoist is Lu Wujiu, and greets Fellow Daoist Huansha."

Upon hearing this, the Moon Phase Palace Master, Huan Shali, put down the Daoist scripture, lazily stretched, and her taut body revealed her exquisite curves. Her collar, cuffs, and skirt peeked out, making one's mouth dry.

Xia Han immediately lowered his head, not daring to look any longer.

"Fellow Daoist, you're too kind. Please have a seat!"

The Moon Phase Palace Master, Huan Shali, sat up, looked Lu Wujiu up and down, and smiled, "Fellow Daoist, you are not from the Flowing Sand Sea, are you?"

Lu Wujiu said, "Fellow Daoist's eyes are bright; this humble Daoist is indeed not a member of the Flowing Sand Sea."

"Oh, where did you come from?"

"There are only a few types of people who can come to the Flowing Sand Sea, so why do you need to ask so many questions, fellow Daoist?"

"I was just a little curious, after all, I have never heard of the Netherworld Path before."

Lu Wujiu changed the subject: "May I ask, fellow Daoist, is Xia Junfeng still alive?"

Huan Shali said, "Of course I am. I'm having so much fun right now that I'm reluctant to leave. I'm sorry to have troubled you to make this trip."

Lu Wujiu said, "It's alright. It is my honor to meet you, fellow Daoist."

"Oh, really?" She sat up, twirling her loose strands of hair with her fingers, and said with a smile, "If you don't mind, fellow Daoist, how about we become husband and wife forever?"

These outrageous words left Xia Han utterly astonished.

Lu Wujiu calmly replied, "I am grateful for your kindness, fellow Daoist. I am devoted to the Great Dao and have no interest in romantic relationships."

Huan Shali exclaimed with delight, "That would be even better! I am proficient in the art of dual cultivation. If I cultivate to a high level, I can obtain the body of a phoenix and a luan. At that time, I will be able to ascend to the sixth rank in the imperial examinations in no time. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Upon hearing the words "Dao Body," Lu Wujiu's eyes flashed: "Phoenix Dao Body? May I have the pleasure of seeing it?"

Huan Shali's smile grew even brighter. She raised her hand and gently touched the ground, and a plum blossom bloomed from her fingertip, drifting towards Lu Wujiu.

Having witnessed the Southern Ming True Man transmit messages through fire, Lu Wujiu was not surprised. He calmly accepted the plum blossom, scanned it with his divine sense, and indeed saw half of the Dual Cultivation Method engraved inside.

The modified form is the Phoenix Dao Body!
"This method is indeed profound. I wonder if you would be willing to part with it and make a copy? Of course, you may also ask for anything else you wish to obtain."

"Fellow Daoist's words are too hurtful to me. Am I, with my body cultivated for a hundred years to the point of being pure Yin, inferior to those withered flowers and fallen willows outside?"

Lu Wujiu said, "Why bother explaining some things? Just tell me what you want, fellow Daoist."

"I want you, is that alright?"

Lu Wujiu didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Huan Sha Li, who had been full of anticipation, sighed: "Boring, so be it! As the Palace Master of the Moon Phase Palace, I am not lacking in ordinary things, but I always feel that I don't have enough life-saving magic treasures. Do you have such a thing, fellow Daoist?"

Lu Wujiu thought for a moment, then took out a magical artifact and said, "This is the Void Shuttle. One's soul can be attached to it and travel a thousand miles in an instant. Can't you exchange it for a copy?"

Huan Sha Li shook her head: "This treasure is too extreme. I don't want to lose my physical body yet."

Lu Wujiu was not annoyed. He took out another flying sword and gave an introduction, but Huan Shali was still dissatisfied.

After this happened several times, even Lu Wujiu grew somewhat annoyed.

These were the best magical artifacts he could currently offer.

He simply said, "These are all the ritual implements I have. If one is not enough, how about two?"

Huan Shali laughed and said, "Actually, you have something quite valuable on you. If you are willing to offer it up, you can take the Luanfeng Dao Body."

Lu Wujiu: "Oh, what is it?"

Huan Shali leaned forward slightly, revealing a large expanse of her fair chest, and exhaled with a fragrant breath, saying, "Five-Rank Dao Seed!"

Lu Wujiu's pupils suddenly contracted!
But then a layer of fine sand appeared on the face of the illusory sand carp, and its exquisite body instantly turned into a pool of yellow sand, which was scattered by a gust of wind.

Looking around, the once vibrant garden, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, was shattered like a mirage, leaving only endless yellow sand, which swirled in the gale-force winds to form the eye of a hurricane.

"This is……"

Xia Han looked up at the scene before him and was shocked.

But as the hurricane suddenly rose, terrifying turbulence raged in all directions, frantically cutting everything in the eye of the storm. Every grain of sand turned into a meteorite, crashing into Lu Wujiu's body.

In the blink of an eye, his robes were reduced to tatters by the quicksand.

Lu Wujiu suddenly turned to look at Xia Han, only to find that Xia Han, who was in the midst of the gale, was completely unharmed!
"Senior, it wasn't me..."

Xia Han immediately realized what was happening and looked panicked.

Before he could finish speaking, a turbulent current appeared out of nowhere and swept him away.

A reprimanding voice followed: "He is not an elder of our clan, why should he fawn over us?"

The reprimand startled Lu Wujiu, and Xia Han exclaimed in surprise, "Elder?"

Indeed, that voice belonged to the Great Elder of Xia Family Village!
Lu Wujiu watched Xia Han leave quickly, but did not make a move. Instead, he carefully sensed the raging wind in the sandstorm and remained silent.

"It's no use, give up on that idea! This Illusion Sand Storm is connected with the Yin Qi of the quicksand. Let alone a fifth-level cultivator, even a sixth-level cultivator would be severely injured if they didn't die! If you enter this cage, you will have no chance of survival."

In the sandstorm, countless grains of sand formed the face of a phantom sand carp, which looked at Lu Wujiu with a greedy expression:
"Fellow Daoist, this body is not a Dao Body, but it is better than a Dao Body. I will give you one last chance. As long as you hand over a soul and a spirit, I will spare your life. From now on, we will cultivate the Phoenix Dao Body together and ascend to the Six Jia together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Lu Wujiu said with a forced smile:
"With such methods, aren't you afraid of kicking a hornet's nest?"

"Giggle..." Huan Sha Li laughed sweetly, "Does fellow Daoist really think you're a hot commodity? Someone who covets the Luan Feng Dao Body must have stolen this Five Grade Dao Seed, right? If so, no wonder the cycle of karma is real!"

Lu Wujiu said, "Is that so? Then open your dog eyes and take a good look at this body of mine. Is it a Dao body?"

(End of this chapter)