I am the Lord of the Underworld

Chapter 103 Land City God, Three Dishes and One Soup

The original Zuo Clan Zuocheng is now on the border of Chu State.

When Ren Jia and Wu Zhi attacked Chu, Ren Jia was killed by Du Yu, and Wu Lan was beheaded by Xiong Bazhen.

Zuocheng and Fengyuan were occupied by the Chu army and became the front lines against them.

At this time, an altar slowly rose from the ground.

The altar is nine feet high and five and a half feet wide, made of bronze, stone, and ancient wood.

Inside the altar is a large fiery snake.

This fiery snake resembles a boa constrictor in shape, with nine curves in its body, swallowing flames, and a hint of sacredness in its ferocious appearance.

Fire snakes hover over the mahogany lacquer-carved palace.At the same time, a line of information appeared on the notice plan.

[Jingtan Deed · Wuzang Bingma Method]: The ritual of summoning souls and saving spirits.

This spell has no proficiency and can be used directly.

Tang Ping closed his eyes and pondered carefully.

"So I didn't practice it."

Tang Ping walked out of the palace, came to the open space in front of the palace, and pointed.

"Hoohoo!" The fire snake spit out a mass of flames the size of a human head, which formed a small snake and sank into the ground.

clack clack...

A small altar rises.

The ritual of summoning souls and saving souls is a ritual for saving dead souls, which requires the use of a trumpet altar, and the trumpet altar is in charge of a certain god.

After death, a person needs to be buried. Before the burial, there is not only a ceremony of cutting mountains and cutting grass, but also a notice to the land. The name of the god is written on the call to the land, which probably means to inform the gods to go to the underworld.

In the past, after ordinary people died, whether their souls returned to heaven or earth or turned into ghosts, it was basically a natural decision, and generally there would be no artificial interference.

Now the owner of the altar can receive it, suitable people become ghosts, and unsuitable ones dissipate into the world. In this process, the altar will gain the power similar to offering sacrifices.

In addition to attracting dead souls, the altar can be used to cast spells and refine water.

No matter which kind, there is the power of incense to offer, and the gods can use it to practice.

The altar is stationed in a boundary, and any living beings who die will be transformed by the altar. If there are rituals such as telling the land and cutting the grass, the probability of becoming a ghost will be higher.

"The altar can be handed over to the priests and wizards of county lands, township lands, and sects."

Tang Ping thought to himself.

There is more than one altar, and it can be added according to the mind. Of course, the existence of the altar needs to be consumed, and it is impossible for Tang Ping to be idle and have nothing to do.

Tang Ping disappeared and came to Qunyu Mountain Cave Mansion.

Du Yu and others were stationed on the mountain, and when they saw Tang Ping approaching, they quickly stood up and saluted.

The descendants of Xing Tian and Gao Xin are all there.

"Meet Master."

"Aren't you going to manage the river?" Tang Ping asked.

"I don't want to trouble Master, so I want to leave now, lest Wu Xia send someone to make trouble."

"You don't need to worry about this. Chu State is now a local tyrant. Let Chu State handle diplomatic matters."

There are two rock chickens in the state of Chu, a Sikong who refines Qi, and a mysterious god who did not make a move.

Both Zhang Wulang and Xiong Ba have the power to refine qi, and if they want to completely annihilate the state of Chu, they must send at least one general and a large army; Wuxia is now fighting to the death with the state of Shu, even with Yong state and Baipu Friction will not come here all the way.

Even if I free up my hands, I don't know how many years later.

Moreover, Tang Ping had deliberately exposed Ye Youshen's combat power, and he was also a member of Mingzhu Temple, so he might have more concerns if he wanted to trouble Du Yu or himself.

"So don't panic, stay for a while longer, and be fully prepared before leaving."

It is difficult to develop from scratch. Even if Xin Hu and Wu Jie have the names of descendants of Xing Tian and Gao Xin, they are still one of many branch tribes.

"Yes."

After this battle, Tang Ping ignored the mundane affairs.

Practice alchemy on weekdays, add a little bonus to weapons, practice spells, and basically don't have any guiding opinions on the mortal world.

Whether it succeeds or fails, it is all fate.

Three years later.

Du Yu bid farewell to Tang Ping, and took Yuan Hong, White Snake Chang Hao, and the pig, sheep, cow, and centipede four monsters captured from Yelang Kingdom on the journey to the East.

"Remember, find a golden place for the teacher." Tang Ping specially instructed, there is still a dark contract that has not been concluded, and he has not seen metal supernatural powers yet.

Ten years later.

The altars are located in 51 townships in four counties.

The number of ghosts in the underworld of Chu State has greatly increased. Of course, if a person dies and becomes a ghost, he will start from the beginning and will not retain his original cultivation.

The land gods have a reserved place to become a ghost every year.

Another ten years passed.

Bright Candle Shrine, a mysterious land.

"Yu Ding...Senior, please follow me." Nan Lumeng has become an old man.

"Ah."

Tang Ping nodded, hesitated to speak, and finally accepted Nan Lumeng's attitude.

Strength is seniority, no matter how good the friendship between the two is before, once the gap in strength widens, the seniority must be clearly distinguished.

Within Mingzhu Shrine, Tang Ping's status is limited to the Three Kings, and together with the other two Qi Refiners, they are called the Three Phases.

Calling an ordinary little boss a brother, I don't feel anything, other people probably think about this guy's status, dare to be my peers, once I have this idea, Nan Lumeng's life will not be very easy.

Behind him was a young boy with a childish face. There were only scattered scales on his body, not even a snake tail, which showed that the blood of the next generation was starting to weaken.

"This is my grandson Nanluqi." Nanlumeng introduced, "This is already the highest bloodline of the next generation."

In the palace, Father Xiao, who looked like a chameleon, handed Tang Ping a bag.

"All the materials you need are here."

"Thank you, Father Xiao."

Pay in one hand and deliver in one hand.

"Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that you broke through the Night Traveling God. You are really human... ghosts are not easy to see, this road is much more difficult." Father Xiao sighed, and there seemed to be a desire to study in his eyes.

"Haha, Wuhe, Kugong Er, after taking medicine for most of his life, this is the end at most."

Tang Ping finished wrangling, got into the tiger cart, and flew to the county seat near Qunyu Mountain.

All the way overlooking the mortal scenery below.

The world of mortals is turbid, and disputes are endless.

There is a Temple of the City God in the city, and incense burns all day long.

Looking at it with Fayan, the temple is full of ghosts.

Tang Ping looked very interesting, so he put away his dharma body, and Bai Longyu subdued into the mortal world.

In the backyard of the temple, dark clouds were thick and the wind was blowing.

There are more than a dozen pitch-black altars.

It turned out to be rampant soldiers.

The altar corresponds to the deed of the altar of thorns, and the gods who master the altar can learn: the ritual of summoning souls and saving spirits, with disheveled hair.Hunting in the mountains is rampant.Waving the flag and shouting five rampant.

Spells other than the altar fighting spell.

A man in red is doing exercises with his legs crossed.

Most of the gas from the blue cigarette was inhaled by him, and the rest was absorbed by the black altar.

Seemingly sensing the approach of outsiders, Xiong Yong opened his eyes and quickly got up to salute.

"You don't need to be too polite. How does it feel to be the City God?"

Now there is no such thing as county land, it can only manage the order of the city and the aftermath of death, so it is called Chenghuang.

"The power has grown, and the incense has become more abundant." Xiong Yong said his feelings.

After all, it is the right to use a piece of land. If it is managed better, it is more useful than some geomantic treasures.

"Well, keep it up, if you don't understand anything, or if you need to improve, just report it, don't feel troublesome."

"Yes!"

Tang Ping returned to Qunyu Mountain. Next to the Fenglei apricot tree on the mountain was a yellow bamboo with some black spots. This was Xiangfei bamboo, a living Xiangfei bamboo.

Tang Ping didn't start the sacrificial ceremony immediately, and he wasn't ready yet.

"Let's talk about practice."

Time flies, the territory of Chu State has exceeded 150 million, and it is adjacent to Big Bird State and Yong State to the west.It is connected to Wu Guo Jing Guo in the north.

The friction with Wuxia Kingdom is only a verbal battle.

On this day, Tang Ping walked out of the cave to practice alchemy.

Stone Weng on the side suddenly said: "Yes, the legend is like this, the gods of Xiangshui are Shun and Ehuang Nvying."

"..."

Tang Ping was a little speechless, this was a question he asked three months ago.

The old man seemed really to be turned to stone.

"Do you want to transfer the mountain god of Qunyu Mountain to Lao Shitou?"

Although it is not very useful, the stone man is just a talking stone, without true energy, without yin force, without acupoints, nothing can be mobilized.

"Forget it, seal it to you."

Tang Ping summoned Gao Di Ce, relieved Du Yu of his position, and engraved the name of Stone Weng.

At this moment, the Stone Weng fell into a deep sleep.

At night, the breeze blows over the hills, and the stars and moon shine down.

Tang Ping was surprised to find that the light seemed to slowly seep into the stone.

"Is this absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon?"

Yun Duo Yaoji asked: "How long will Grandpa Shi wake up?"

"I don't know, but I will wake up eventually."

Although I don't know how long it will take to absorb, but at least there is hope.

A few years later, bad news came from the underworld.

Xiong Ying's breakthrough failed, and her longevity was exhausted and she died.

Tang Ping was silent for a moment, and said: "The position of the three elders of Maotu is handed over to Xiong Ying, who is in charge of the land of the underworld, and millions of ghosts and gods."

This is the only way the gods must pass.

Another 20 years passed.

boom!
There was a wave of fluctuations from Qunyu Mountain, the stars and moonlight gathered, like rain sprinkled on the top of the mountain, the light was dazzling and dazzling.

The late stage of the night tour god.

Tang Ping withdrew his magical skills, felt the majestic Yin power in his body, and felt like he was in control of everything.

Red Pine Nut Refining and Cultivation Art Night Tour Moonlight Chapter (1/30000) Dacheng.

"Based on 27 years for 81 proficiency, it will take a total of [-] years to break through to Riyoushen and continue to practice."

If you do not travel to the God of Day, you will not perform sacrifices to Xiangshui.This is safer.

years later.

Xiong Ba, Yin Yin Zhuman, and Zhang Wulang made breakthroughs in Qi refining one after another.

"Haha, not bad. Go out of the mountain! Northern Expedition!! Yu Renqing is probably too old, three dishes and one soup are here!"

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(There is another chapter in the morning.)
(End of this chapter)