I am Jinshan Youxia

Then, cultivators who have connections with the Ming Dynasty will have a portion of their cultivation level cut off.

Finally, and most seriously, the aptitude of ordinary people who were once subjects of the Ming Dynasty, and their descendants, for cultivation will deteriorate, or even become completely cut off from cultivation altogether. If the gods and Buddhas were still around, the Heavenly Court and the Underworld would handle this matter, but now…

You should know that many demons and monsters who did not escape are still huddled in the underworld, fighting for territory and scheming for divine positions. It is difficult for cultivators to be born, and he does not know what they will become in the future.

"Perhaps this is fate."

The fat old man said in a low voice that he had done his best. The gods and Buddhas had abandoned heaven and earth and the people like worn-out shoes, and he, who was useless, could not do any better.

By severing the dragon vein with his own hands, the zombie king should suffer a backlash, utterly—

"Hmm?" He looked at the white ground with a sorrowful gaze and saw the Zombie King standing in front of him, looking at him with a curious expression.

Startled, he jumped up on the spot and pulled out all the useless ornaments hanging inside his clothes.

What are you muttering about here?

Zhang Chengyi asked curiously.

"You, you, you." The fat old man stammered, repeating "you" several times before finally managing to say, "You're alright?!"

The pitch was several beats higher, making the sound somewhat shrill.

Zhang Chengyi shrugged and said, "What could possibly be wrong with me? By the way, you are the contemporary Celestial Master Zhang, aren't you?"

"That's impossible."

The fat man's eyes widened. His cultivation had been damaged, but he never relied on it for a living. Before becoming the Celestial Master, he relied on his ancestors for a living, and after becoming the Celestial Master, he relied on his ancestors' legacy. His eyesight and knowledge were definitely not a problem. Looking at the zombie king opposite him, he could see that there was not a trace of the Heavenly Dao's burden on him.

Is there no consequence to severing a dragon vein?

Is God wrong, or does the dragon vein simply not want to live anymore, and have no complaints even in its dying moments?

Buddhism has the concept of cause and effect, and Taoism also has the concept of the karmic cycle of Heaven. Both emphasize the harmonious coexistence of the individual, family, society, and Heaven and Earth, and regard Heaven and Earth and humanity as a whole. Although they oppose the Buddhist concept of destiny, they believe that one's fate is in one's own hands and not in the heavens. They believe that the consequences of good and evil are like a shadow following one's body, and they do not talk about things like reincarnation and karma.

But it also emphasizes that one's good or evil deeds affect others, and even all things in the universe.

The destruction of a nation's dragon vein will have far-reaching consequences; it is an absolute evil.

For example, if spiritual cultivation cannot develop and one relies more on destroying the natural environment for other developments, then the root cause of the destruction of nature is the zombie king, and there will definitely be consequences.

Buddhists can also see cause and effect, and karmic connections.

He can't see anything now, why is that?

The old fat man—no, wait—Zhang Tianshi scratched his head, muttering, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. The dragon vein was severed, so why is there no consequence? Could it be that the future will be better?"

"Snap! Sizzle!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Zhang Tianshi roared with great vigor, sporting an afro, and solemnly declared, "Yes, I am the contemporary Zhang Tianshi."

"For the sake of me helping you destroy that old monster."

As soon as Zhang Chengyi finished speaking, Zhang Tianshi took a deep breath and asked, "What are you trying to say?"

"N-nothing."

Zhang Tianshi exhaled again, forcing a smile. Let the world do what it wants; he still wanted to live.

Zhang Chengyi looked at him suspiciously and said, "You didn't let Pudu Cihang beat you senseless, did you?"

"No, Lord Zombie King, please feel free to give me any orders." Zhang Tianshi had the air of a sycophant.

Zhang Chengyi narrowed his eyes. "Are you really Zhang Tianshi?"

“Of course it’s fake, I’ve even printed it, uh.” Zhang Tianshi paused for a moment, cleared his throat, and then put on a serious and aloof expression and demeanor, saying, “Lord Zombie King, please speak.”

Zhang Chengyi nodded and said, "Don't call me King Jiang, and don't call me 'Sir' either."

"I am Zhang Chengyi, the Kingsoft Ranger."

"Yes." Master Zhang readily agreed. "Please give your instructions, great hero."

Zhang Chengyi said, "Do you know any techniques that can awaken memories of one's past life?"

Master Zhang paused for a moment, then replied, "Great hero, mortals who cross the Bridge of Helplessness and drink the Soup of Bewitching Souls can only regain their memories after they die and go to the Underworld, where they can see the Three Lives Stone."

"Even being a person with spiritual cultivation before reincarnation isn't acceptable?" Zhang Chengyi pressed.

Zhang Tianshi shook his head and said, "Even I, Zhang Tianshi, can't do it. The Bewitching Soup was made by the Wind God, the Ship God, Meng Gong, and Meng Lao. It is a genuine underworld god. As long as you are still a mortal, no matter how capable you are, one sip will make you forget everything you were in life."

“What kind of bewitching soup is this? It’s just Meng Po’s soup.” Zhang Chengyi once again demonstrated his amazing literary skills.

"Yes, yes, yes, what the great hero says is true." Zhang Tianshi immediately corrected himself and changed his words to Meng Po soup.

In fact, the stories of Meng Po and Meng Po soup only began to circulate in the Qing Dynasty. In the early Tang Dynasty, they were called Ming Fu and Ming Lao, which are also called Xuanming. The names Ming Gong and Ming Lao are homophones of Meng Gong and Meng Lao. At that time, they were wind gods and boat gods who could help people cross the river. Because there is a River of Oblivion in the underworld that the dead need to cross, the wind gods and boat gods also took on the responsibility of helping people cross the River of Oblivion.

Meng also means beginning, such as the first month of spring and the fourth month of summer. It also signifies new life, which led to the idea that drinking Meng Po's soup of forgetfulness would make one forget this life and be reincarnated.

The same applies to this world; everything changes step by step. Meng Gong and Meng Lao, as veteran gods of the underworld, were originally the gods of wind and ships, and were actually very powerful. Even if they only left some of their power and transformed into an old woman, they were still not someone that mortals could shake.

Chapter 244 Departure

"In other words, you either become a god or you can only wait until you die to regain your past life memories."

Zhang Chengyi summarized the other party's viewpoints.

“That’s right,” Zhang Tianshi said solemnly.

"Is there really no other way?"

Not at all.

Undeterred, Zhang Chengyi asked again, then said, "What if I bring the Three Lives Stone out of the underworld?"

“If it’s the Three Lives Stone, then there’s definitely no problem. Let alone the Bewitching Soup, even…” Zhang Tianshi was halfway through his sentence when he realized that the Zombie King’s expression was particularly serious. His expression froze for a moment, and he said, “Um, hero, you should know that moving the Three Lives Stone is even more difficult than undoing the effects of the Bewitching Soup, right?”

"Besides, you're a zombie, so you can't go to the underworld."

He certainly knew how to enter the underworld and how to undo the effects of the bewitching soup, but these were all evil methods that violated the laws of nature and could not be told to the zombie in front of him.

"If the judges of the underworld are willing to invite me, that would be fine," Zhang Chengyi said casually. He hadn't considered whether Zhi Qiu and Yan Chixia would lie to him; they were definitely more trustworthy than the old fat man in front of him.

"Alright, except you didn't say 'I don't know,' I think you're no different from a mentally challenged vixen. Goodbye."

He was too lazy to ask any further questions and planned to go back to find a place to sleep and continue evolving.

The concept of reincarnation in this world makes life and death ambiguous in many ways. Higher levels are obviously beyond the reach of reincarnation, but if it doesn't involve immortals or Buddhas, isn't it just a matter of dying and starting the next cycle?

He was too lazy to care about the chaos of the world, and it didn't matter which family would become emperor. Since things had come to this, he might as well go back to sleep.

After waking up from a nap, go find the reincarnations of Yan Chixia and Zhi Qiu to play with.

Even without memories of their past lives, the thought that they might remember being pranked in the underworld after they die is quite amusing.

Moreover, his current strength is indeed problematic, so it's okay for him to play it safe for a while.

Seeing Zhang Chengyi about to leave, Zhang Tianshi couldn't hold back any longer. Before he could even think about what he had to do with the 'unknown' and mentally challenged fox spirit, he hurriedly called out, "Wait, hero!"

"Don't you want to know what will happen if you sever the dragon vein, and what you will face in the future?"

Zhang Chengyi turned around and looked over, asking curiously, "Tell me about it?"

Master Zhang recounted the consequences of the Ming Dynasty's dragon vein being severed and the potential costs involved.

It emphasized the decline of humanity, the cycle of reincarnation, and the possibility that the divine authority of the underworld gods could be taken over by demons and monsters.

Zhang Chengyi gave a dismissive look and simply said "Oh" to indicate that he understood.

There's nothing wrong with the status bar, so what's he afraid of? What's this talk of divine retribution, karma, and fate? If he likes to cause trouble, let him try.

As for demons and monsters, why bother with them if they don't come out? It's better to focus on strengthening yourself. With enough power, you can do whatever you want when the time comes.

Having experienced so many worlds, he has come to a profound realization that in 99% of the worlds possessing extraordinary power, power is the only dominant theme.

The reason it's not 100% is because he visited a silly female-oriented online world where female cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage were vying for power with powerful Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

It can only be said that he couldn't stand it after two days and defected from the sect on the spot. After experiencing many lucky breaks, he took control of a country and tried to fundamentally change the world that didn't care about strength and insisted on arguing about right and wrong and the idiotic palace intrigue.

Then he became an unparalleled demon king, constantly being targeted and killed by people. As a result, there were also fairies and goddesses who took the initiative to offer him things and try to engage in some kind of sadomasochistic relationship, striking poses more skillfully than courtesans.

It's a long story.

"Great hero, you don't think you can escape unscathed, do you?" Master Zhang, assuming the other didn't understand how dark the future would be if demons took over, emphasized, "If demons usurp the positions of Yin gods, even zombies will have little room to survive. They will definitely—"

"Don't humans do that?" Zhang Chengyi asked in surprise. "I've been met with threats and killings everywhere I go."

Zhang Tianshi was speechless.

Zhang Chengyi added, "But don't worry, if those monsters really cause trouble in the future, I'll take them all down."

Zhang Tianshi couldn't help but ask, "Hero, have you considered what would happen if we failed to stop them in the future?"

"Failure?" Zhang Chengyi chuckled and said, "I don't know, I've never thought about such a thing."

After saying that, he exhaled a cloud of corpse energy and flew away backwards, while the clouds in the sky that had not yet dispersed were once again filled with lightning and thunder.

It's not that he's never failed; it's just that he doesn't think failure will have any consequences.

"..."

Zhang Tianshi looked at the gloomy sky with a sense of loss. After a while, he turned and left.

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"master."

When Zhang Chengyi descended from the sky, Nie Xiaoqian came to greet him and whispered, "Thirteen of my sisters have been reincarnated."

In reality, they were just trying to reincarnate while the Zombie King was away. They hadn't dared to mention it before because they were afraid of being struck by lightning and having their souls scattered, never to be reborn.

When a person dies, they become a ghost; when a ghost dies, it becomes a ling. Ling cannot be reincarnated.

Zhang Chengyi glanced at it and found that his army of female ghosts had not decreased, but had increased by a large number.

Nie Xiaoqian immediately explained, "The ghosts around here have all heard of your deeds, Your Majesty, and have come here specifically to seek refuge."

The story of the zombie king who took in the female ghost had spread throughout the world by this time.

"Next time someone wants to be reincarnated, just let them go," Zhang Chengyi casually remarked, then added, "We should go now."

Under Nie Xiaoqian's command, the female ghosts rushed into his body, leaving the young Taoist priest squatting on the ground, trembling.

Zhang Chengyi revealed a mischievous smile, crept closer, and then: