Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 345: Aquatic life, human burial

The voice just fell
The shuttle suddenly broke through the boundary sea and approached the dark figure in an instant.

Li Wushou finally saw a corner of the dark shadow. It was a huge golden mountain range, which acted as a barrier to keep the water of the Boundary Sea out.

This must be the outer boundary mountain of the divine realm!
The God Realm of the Sixth Heaven is called a realm, but it is not a sphere; rather, it is a continent standing in the sea of ​​realms.

This is also why many gods of the sixth heaven want to enter the seventh heaven realm, because the god realm is more complete and easier to hide at that time.

Above the mountain range, a giant golden hand was hanging down. From the fine lines on the palm, Li Wushou deduced that it should be Wu Zhuangyuan's palm.

When Li Wushou was at the Jinchuan residence, he had taken a close look at the hands here, only the hands here were even bigger!
Sure enough, as soon as the shuttle stopped, the hand and the shuttle responded to each other, and the shuttle suddenly flew into the palm of the hand and hovered there.

"buzzing"

A soft chant echoed within the main hall of the flying shuttle, and suddenly Wu Zhuangyuan's voice rang out:
"Make your preparations and enter the realm of the gods!"

Li Wushou composed himself and rose together with the other gods.

A moment later, his mind was suddenly jolted, and a dizzying sensation came over him. Li Wushou then lost consciousness and his mind fell into a deep silence.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Shuisheng, the sacrificial ceremony is almost here, why are you still sleeping? Are you dead?"

A loud knocking and urgent shouting echoed through the house. Li Wushou slowly opened his eyes. It was a slightly damp and dimly lit house.

Fragmented memories flashed through my mind like a fleeting glimpse.

Is it possible that I have become a deity residing within the body of a person from the divine realm?

The old beggar was absolutely right!

In a god realm that was half-submerged in the Boundary Sea, there were actually still people alive.

Looking around, he was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with delicate and thin features. Unlike others, the boy's skin was very smooth with almost no pores. His hands and feet were somewhat webbed, and he had two pores on each cheek, like fish gills.

It was somewhat malnourished and covered in bruises, suggesting it had only recently died, as its joints were not yet stiff.

Li Wushou was about to use the blood and qi of the formless golden elixir to nourish his physical body.

But for some inexplicable reason, a sense of unease arose within him, and he realized that if he did this, he might be expelled from this divine realm.

Fortunately, he could still use his divine soul power, which put Li Wushou at ease.

It seems that, according to the rules of this divine realm, my invisible golden core has been smuggled in.

After taking control of his body, Li Wushou slowly got up. The knocking on the door became even more intense, as if they wanted to tear the door apart.

Shen Hun looked outside the house and saw a woman in a flowery dress standing outside the door. This woman was very fat, about the size of four or five Shui Shengs, but she was a head shorter than the twelve or thirteen-year-old Shui Sheng.

The pores on his cheeks were blocked by excess fat, so the other person had to stop and catch their breath after pounding on the door for a while.

The other party was none other than Shuisheng's aunt, Qiaonu.

My aunt's father was the chief of this water village that stretched for miles, and he lived a comfortable life. But after he died two or three years ago, his position as chief was taken away by someone else.

To win over the old chieftain's men, the man drove his aunt and uncle to a corner of the water village, but did not kill them.

After that, my aunt often complained about my uncle, saying that he was useless and couldn't protect the family property left by her father. As a result, Shui Sheng, who was living under someone else's roof, also began to live a miserable life.

When life was good, the aunt would give Shuisheng a bite to eat and not care.

But now he's fallen on hard times. Even though Shui Sheng works constantly, eating a little food feels like tearing flesh from his aunt's body, so he's often beaten and scolded.

Shuisheng's uncle was a live-in son-in-law who wasn't very capable. He couldn't protect his father-in-law's wealth, nor could he protect Shuisheng. When his aunt beat and scolded him, he would hide outside, out of sight, out of mind.

Last night, Shui Sheng was severely beaten for failing to earn enough money to buy a good offering.

This should be one of the reasons why the water creatures died.

Pushing open the door, I looked towards Shui Sheng's aunt.

The aunt, who was still pounding on the door, missed her target and was about to yell at Shuisheng, but when she saw Shuisheng's eyes, she inexplicably felt a tremor in her heart.

Then a feeling of anger welled up in my heart. How dare a freeloader look at me like that?
He grabbed a wooden stick from the door and was about to smash it at Shuisheng.

Li Wushou gripped the wooden stick tightly in his hand and said calmly:
"The sacrificial ceremony is about to begin. If you delay any longer, Auntie, you'll miss it."

"you!"

Li Wushou's resistance further enraged Shuisheng's aunt.

But after Li Wushou's reminder, he suppressed his temper.

She attached great importance to this sacrificial ceremony, hoping to gain the high priest's favor so that she could gradually find an opportunity to reclaim the water fortress. Seeing that Shui Sheng's aunt was still panting heavily, Li Wushou threw aside the wooden stick and walked out of the courtyard first.

As dawn broke outside, the sun and moon rose together overhead, hanging high in the sky on the east and west sides respectively.

In this divine realm, the sun and moon are static; the sun shines in the east and the moon in the west, their light differing. As one dims, the other shines, and the time of day is similar to that of the outside world.

The courtyard swayed slightly, but Li Wushou didn't manipulate it much. However, Shui Sheng walked very steadily, which had become his instinct.

Shuisheng and his aunt lived in a small wooden house on the water, as did everyone else in the water village, and indeed, the entire water kingdom.

In Shui Sheng's memory, they lived in a country called "Canglan".

The entire country lived on water, and the soil was as precious as gold and silver in their lives; only nobles or high priests could afford it.

This is indeed quite novel. Is this the world evolved from the god of water?
Aside from the fact that people are more adapted to the water world, it doesn't seem as strange as I imagined.

Outside the small courtyard, beside the low wooden gate, Shui Sheng's uncle squatted on the steps, controlling the boat rope.

Like Shui Sheng, he was very thin, only with fairer skin. Although he never beat Shui Sheng, he enjoyed Shui Sheng's support without any qualms.

Since being driven to this water village, Shuisheng has been working outside to support his family.

Upon hearing someone come out, he assumed it was his wife and tried to get up to greet her obsequiously. However, when he looked up and saw that it was Shui Sheng, he looked somewhat embarrassed.

Li Wushou ignored him and went straight onto the boat.

He has been unable to contact Chi Xiu, and has no clue how Wu Zhuangyuan knew about obtaining the "Eye of Azure Waves" once he entered the God Realm.

However, the country where Shui Sheng lives is also called "Canglan," so there must be some connection between the two.

If you want to quickly learn about these things, the high priest who comes to collect offerings during the sacrificial rites should be a good way. After all, this is a country of gods, and the priests are like messengers of the gods. They are the people who are closest to the gods!

Shui Sheng's uncle sensed Shui Sheng's aloofness and felt even more awkward, but he dared not disobey his wife. Hearing his wife's scolding in the courtyard, he quickly got up to greet her and helped her onto the small boat.

After Shui Sheng's aunt boarded the boat, the small boat suddenly sank. If the boat hadn't been raised a bit, it might have sunk completely.

Shuisheng's uncle stood at the stern of the boat, intending to ask Shuisheng to help row, but for some reason, he was somewhat afraid of Shuisheng today, especially the way Shuisheng had scrutinized him just now.

After thinking for a moment, he stood at the stern and began to row with great effort.

The three people on the boat ignored each other and remained silent throughout the journey.

Li Wushou kept looking around. As far as the eye could see, the water shimmered, and crisscrossing waterways replaced streets and alleys, with boats serving as vehicles, shuttling back and forth among them.

The wooden stilted houses on both sides are lined up one after another. What intrigued Li Wushou was that some of the wooden houses had a skull engraved with inscriptions hanging on the eaves.

More or less, or none at all.

It seems that Aunt Shuisheng's family used to live there, but the current residents don't.

After searching through Shui Sheng's memories, it took a long time to find records about this. It turns out that a funeral called "human burial" was popular in the "Canglan" Kingdom!
That is, after the death of a person with a certain prestige in the clan, their body should not be defiled, and the stomach is considered the place of rebirth, an important place for people to obtain energy to continue life.

Therefore, they would invite neighbors to perform a "human burial" for the respected person!
People who undergo human burial have a certain chance of gathering a spirit and entering the path of the gods!
Neighbors who perform the burial for a person of high standing also consider it a blessing, and the descendants of such a person have a much higher chance of entering the path of the gods than others.

Therefore, burying a person in the "Canglan" country is extremely sacred!

The higher the prestige of the person being buried, and the more extraordinary the person performing the burial, the higher the probability of them being transformed into a spirit.

The highest level of burial is the divine burial. It is said that high priests who devoutly serve the gods have the opportunity to receive a divine burial, and once the divine burial is completed, they even have a certain chance of becoming gods!

However, even a second-class funeral is not something everyone can hold. If someone does not have high prestige and is not usually supported by others, then even if their family invites them, no one will be willing to help with the funeral.

They believe that giving such a person a "human burial" will not only fail to bring blessings but will also bring misfortune upon themselves.

If the other party lacks vitality and transforms into a malevolent spirit, then the person who performs the burial for them will also transform into a water monster, bringing misfortune to their family.

This method of entering the path of divinity opened Li Wushou's eyes to a whole new level, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

In the past, he would have thought the world was amazing!

He, the old beggar, and Chen Gou'er lived in a world where they could take care of anyone, whether it was a human burial or a deity burial. They weren't afraid of any alienation or disaster, nor did they care about the other party's prestige!
Pity!
Times have changed, and Li Wushou no longer has any taste for that!

The oars struck the water, creating shimmering waves.

After several urgings from Aunt Shuisheng, Uncle Shuisheng finally rowed the boat out of a corner of the water village and into the depths of the marshland.

Looking into the distance, Li Wushou could clearly see that several miles away, a huge water curtain lotus platform supported a temple of white bones, with a statue of a god with a fish tail, human body and dragon horns sitting in the center.

Around the temple, thousands of boats, like river lanterns, converged upon it.

Is that the place for offering sacrifices?
(End of this chapter)