Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 165 Temple Consecration

Li Xuan was the only one left in the temple. He closed the temple door, quickly changed into the robe of the Fengdu judge, and walked towards the altar with the Seven Star Steps. The Nine Springs Command was hanging at his waist. He held the Seal of Investigating the Ghosts and Gods of the Three Realms in his left hand and the Fengdu Hand Seal in his right hand. He took a deep breath towards the north and then blew his magic power towards the seven oil lamps!

The orange-red flames turned into a pale green.

Li Xuan bit his index finger, raised it high, looked at the statue, and after preparing his words, said, "Emperor Ziwei above, Emperor Beiyin above."

Disciple Li Xuan is currently the Left Judge of the General Records Office of Fengdu, and participates in the affairs of the six heavenly spirits and deities of the Northern Underworld.

In this degenerate age, I boldly propose the construction of the Northern Yin Palace. I intend to establish the Fengdu Spirit Hall, bridging the gap between Yin and Yang: so that the deceased may have a final resting place, and their souls may be judged according to their good or evil. Now, using the blood of the Dharma as a guide, I humbly request the Emperor to descend and enlighten the temple, imbuing the statues with spirit, and giving faith a place to rest!

After he finished speaking, he chanted a spell and forcefully flicked the blood from his fingertips toward the statue!
The drop of blood turned into a cloud of mist in the air and enveloped the statue. Instantly, a ripple appeared in the statue's eyes, which were adorned with black zircon, and the seven-colored robe it wore billowed and fluttered, exuding an overwhelming aura of majesty.

The pens and swords in the hands of the judges on the left and right also gleamed with a faint golden light.

The little demons in the hellish painting actually came to life, baring their teeth and looking ferocious, while the tormented ghosts let out wails of agony...

Li Xuan's gaze fell on the map of hell, and the little devils all lowered their heads, no longer fiddling with saws and axes, as if a leader had come down to inspect the place.

Li Xuan: “…”

As soon as he turned his head, the little devils started working again, grinding people with millstones and sawing people with saws, working even harder than before.

When a disciple performs the consecration ceremony at the Fengdu Beiyin Emperor Temple, the pomp and ceremony are still essential.

However, Li Xuan had received special authorization, so the consecration ceremony was very brief. There was only one thing that could not be omitted: the reason for the consecration had to be explained.

After the consecration of Beiyin Temple was completed, the temple gates opened automatically.

Li Xuan removed his robes and announced loudly, "Everyone may enter now..."

As everyone entered, they immediately sensed a different atmosphere.

When I first entered, the awe-inspiring atmosphere I felt was only due to the visual impact of the statues and the hellish scenes. But now, the awe comes from the depths of my soul.

Feng Yudian didn't even dare to look up at the statue of the god, always feeling that he would be dragged to hell at any moment.

Li Xuan said, "Master Jiang, the Fengdu Beiyin Palace Temple has been consecrated. The statues are spiritual and the deceased have a place to go. However, there is also a judgment of good and evil after death. Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished."

Master Jiang stared blankly at the statue of the Emperor of Fengdu, and said, "Once upon a time, when I was a constable, I also hoped for this, but this world..."

Li Xuan understood Master Jiang's feelings. That's how it was in the late Qing Dynasty. People with power and influence didn't care even if the dynasty was about to change. They would eat and drink as usual, and if things really got tough, they could just take a sum of money and go abroad.

The Manchus of the Qing Dynasty never treated the Han people as their subjects. Instead, they forced them to wear rat-tail whips with money on them, call themselves slaves and lowly people, and turn them into beasts who could only sell their labor in exchange for a little bit of food.

Ever since seeing his son's spirit, Master Jiang has been very interested in the afterlife. Now that he can truly judge the souls of the dead, a different kind of light shines in his eyes...

That is hope.

Li Xuan began, “Master Jiang, as a judge of Fengdu, I need to travel to various places to experience the mortal world and cannot stay in one place for too long. I need you to recommend a person of righteous character to become the abbot of the Beiyin Temple. Simply maintaining the temple's regular incense offerings is sufficient; upholding righteousness and a calm mind can accumulate merit, bringing blessings to the deceased and extending to future generations…”

Master Jiang's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "Although outsiders say that I, Jiang, have a strange and eccentric personality, that is just hearsay from outsiders and rumors spread by the coffin shop owner."

If I were cruel and tyrannical, I would know perfectly well that before the Ninth Steward colluded with Tang Long, he had secretly embezzled no less than a thousand taels of silver, and I would have sent him to hell long ago. The coffin shop owner is spreading rumors that my Jiang family raises zombies and that our home is haunted, ruining the Jiang family's reputation!
With my martial arts skills and wealth, it would have been easy for me to kill him secretly or openly send him to prison with money. But I didn't do it, simply to give him a chance, hoping he would pull back from the brink and not make another mistake..."

Li Xuan, knowing full well what was going on, asked, "What do you mean?"

Master Jiang coughed and said somewhat awkwardly, "I recommend myself."

From the moment he met Li Xuan, he understood that Li Xuan was an extraordinary person among extraordinary people, capable of communicating with spirits and gods, and possessing unparalleled abilities...

If you can befriend them and accumulate merit, you might have a good afterlife.

Before recommending himself, he quickly reviewed all the bad things he had done in his life, including the time when he was a child and he was having a pee-competing contest with the neighbor's child in the water, and he took the opportunity to flick the neighbor's pee.

Heavy footsteps approached hastily.

Zhao Daowang panicked. Though old, he wasn't stupid. His yet-to-be-acquainted disciple was not only a martial arts genius but also a prodigy of the Xuanmen sect, with limitless potential! What Daowang, what Sword King—before the power of ghosts and gods, they were all just chickens and dogs…

His face flushed red, but he still forced himself to say, "Hey! This old scoundrel reeks of money. How can he be the abbot of the Beiyin Palace Temple? Look at the robes he's wearing now, they're embroidered with several large copper coins. I think the position of abbot is most suitable for someone like me, someone who is completely absorbed in martial arts..."

Mr. Jiang's hands were trembling; he regretted wearing this outfit today.

He said, "When you are not successful, cultivate yourself and let your virtues be known to the world. When you are poor, you should maintain your own integrity; when you are successful, you should benefit the world. I am also well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics, and I often read Mencius's 'Jin Xin'. I am somewhat knowledgeable in the unity of knowledge and action. You old man who only knows how to wield a knife, how many words do you know?"

As the abbot of the Beiyin Palace in Fengdu, being illiterate is unacceptable!

These words struck a nerve with Old Knife King, causing his hands to tremble. Lies are not scary; the truth is the deadliest weapon...

Old Knife King said excitedly, "Being illiterate is something from decades ago. I am also an ambitious person. In recent years, when I hired a tutor to teach my son to read and write, he has learned a lot of characters. He has already memorized half of the Three Character Classic!"

"To be an abbot, knowing basic writing is enough. What's the use of learning so much other nonsense? I think the most important thing is to have reverence for the gods, and to have kindness and justice in one's heart."

Li Xuan couldn't help but smile as he watched the two old men argue like playful children. After spending these days together, he knew their character all too well.

"Why don't you two both become abbots of the Northern Yin Palace?"

He said.

Master Jiang and King Zhao were taken aback. This seemed feasible. They could take turns, and since they were both highly skilled in martial arts, they could suppress anyone who tried to cause trouble.

Zhao Daowang coughed and said, "I'll listen to you."

Master Jiang stroked his cane and said, "This method is feasible."

Li Xuan said, “I invite you two to become abbots of the Beiyin Palace Temple in Fengdu. You must take on responsibilities. No matter what opportunities you encounter in the future, you must never forget your original intentions and go astray! If you harbor evil intentions and harm the people, I'll make it clear beforehand... No matter where you are, I will travel a thousand miles to cleanse the Beiyin Palace of its corruption…”

He thought for a moment, and the tragic state of the founder of the True Immortal Temple in the world of "Double Pupils" came to mind. So he added, "If you take in disciples, they can only be abbot disciples, not disciples directly under the Fengdu lineage. You, as their masters, will be fully responsible for any mistakes made by your disciples!"

　I'm going out soon, so I've updated it in advance. Yesterday's setting regarding the backlash of the Palm Lightning has been deleted and replaced with no backlash.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)