Chapter 187
【Ding! 】
【It is detected that there is a vacancy in the current world, matching...】
【Matching completed. ]
[Congratulations to Dharma Lord for being named 'The Taiping House Inspection Division Mincheng God Wei Ling Gong'. ]
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Name: Chen Jichuan [Part 5]
Age: 18
Immortal Rank: 1
Immortal position: Sui Taiping Prefecture inspects Simin City God Wei Linggong
Level: 20
cultivation base: none
innate talent: good luck· Clearly understood; Creation·Yanfa
cultivation technique: "Sword Map" [Derivation: 17.79%]; "Five Shapes and Eight Laws Boxing"; "Taiyin Refinement of Shapes"; "Yuan Yi Gong" ;"Corpse Control"
Technology:
Low-level: slightly
Middle-level: Wind and Thunder Wings [Derivation: 1.55%], Shape-changing method, Qi Yuanjie Ruyi Tiangang light-splitting sword art, Defensive Sword Shield, Willow Cotton Movement Art, Stealth, Crystal Shadow Method, Golden Bell Cover Method, Pure Yang True Fire, Paper-cut Art, Five Ghosts Yin Soldier method, circle light, ..., slightly First Rank
Sage: 100 (+100)
source power: 6202149
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Chen Jichuaan Down to earth, looked around.
In a dilapidated temple, there is dust everywhere and no one is there.
Only then did I open the 'Immortal Registry' panel, and at a glance I saw the two columns of 'level' and 'celebrity', which made me a little stunned.
"Level: 20?"
"Immortal position: Sui Taiping government inspects the Simin City God Wei Ling Gong?"
Chen Jichuan's face is strange: "I was sealed as a city god as soon as I came in?"
Not counting this world, there are also four dao fruit worlds he opened, but this is the first time I have seen such a thing.
A city god?
Is it Level 20?
This is equivalent to Qi Refinement 10th layer, a level that even Chen Jichuan himself has not cultivated to. It's the beginning of this time?
“This world and Qinling world both have millions of source power levels.”
“The upper levels of the two worlds should be the same.”
“ When Level 20 is placed in the Qinling world, it is the ultimate Kongming, and it may even be the supreme powerhouse realm. In this world, even if it is not the strongest, it should be a character in the first and second echelons, right?"
"Starting Is it Peak?"
Chen Jichuan was a little happy, but a little confused.
Don't think too much.
He clicked on the column of 'immortal position'——
[immortal position: Sui Taiping House inspected Simin City God Wei Linggong]
[Position] Rank: First Rank]
[Legal position: In charge of the yin and yang affairs of Taiping House, in charge of the living and dead, rewarding good and punishing evil, life and death misfortune, etc. ]
[Salary: 100]
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"The City God of Taiping!"
"The 'immortal position' that has been vacant all the time It finally appeared."
"It should be related to this world."
Chen Jichuan guessed.
Anyway.
Being able to be sealed by the City God, this life doesn't have to be started from scratch, and even from now on, he is likely to be the Peak boss of this world.
This saves a lot of time.
"Even if my own cultivation base is still empty, I still need to rebuild it from the beginning. But relying on the status of 'Chenghuang', there are too many means and channels to obtain various Peak cultivation resources."
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"There is no need to be like in the Qinling world at all, and the sect starts from the bottom."
Chen Jichuan thought about the benefits.
But what are the specific benefits, you have to know what this world looks like, and what powers and diving ability he has as a 'chenghuang', and what level the world is in this side.
Wait until this is clarified.
The next step is to plan.
Chen Jichuan thinks in his heart, sees himself inside, and sees his opinion. In the Sea of Consciousness, the weak Divine Soul is enveloped by a layer of divine light, and he takes on the appearance of Spiritual God. Hat, quite majestic.
Slightly moved.
Spiritual God raised his hand and fluttered his sleeves, and saw the Yin-Yang hole open, and Chen Jichuan disappeared into the ruined temple.
Step on the yin and yang road.
Yang Sector enters the underworld.
Chen Jichuan felt a little cold on his body, and immediately mobilized a little divine force to protect the fleshy body. And he is out of the body Divine Soul, patrol this side of the underworld.
As you can see --
It's rundown.
Dark.
solitary soul, unbound ghost, resentful ghost wandering around, doing nothing. Where Chen Jichuan Divine Soul and fleshy body are, where the Divine Light shines, where myriad evils dispel is easy, and a hundred ghosts go around, they dare not approach at all.
Chen Jichuan took a casual look around.
Seeing the black liquid in Montenegro here, it is dead silent, how can you not know where you are!
"Netherland."
"Spiritual God's residence, where the dead return."
"This was originally the city god's jurisdiction, the city god fell, and the jurisdiction was broken. It has become what it is today.”
Chen Jichuan has also practiced Taoism and read Taoism books, so he is no stranger to Yin-Yang two sectors.
The world is Yang.
Netherland is Yin.
In the world of Daliang, he used the method of 'Yin Soldier's way', that is, he was in the Yin Yang Sector and ordered the five ghosts Yin Soldier to use the way of the underworld, so that he could march in the daytime.
Netherworld is terrifying.
At that time, Chen Jichuan didn't dare to wait any longer, nor did he have the diving ability to watch more.
But this time is different.
"Taiping City God."
"The rank is not low."
"My dive ability mana at this time, in this Taiping Mansion, can be compared with Qi Refinement 10th layer and Night Tour 10th layer compete against each other. Originally it is Spiritual God, and it is more free and easy in the jurisdiction, far from being comparable to the original.”
Chen Jichuaan wandered around and got a general understanding The case of a method domain. If you go further, you will be out of the jurisdiction. Don't go out rashly until you understand the situation in this world.
Back to the center of the jurisdiction, among the ruins.
"The Immortal."
"The Throne."
Chen Jichuan closed his eyes and meditated, but he saw the depths of the weak Divine Soul shrouded in Divine Light, a The intricate Golden Light Talisman casket rises and falls. With a slight touch, mysterious came.
Chen Jichuan waved his sleeves to mobilize the divide force.
The ruins suddenly changed and turned into a great hall with a new look.
Think again.
Wandering in the solitary soul, unbound ghost all around, more than ten strong and powerful ghosts were photographed in the hall. It was originally chaotic and unconscious, and it entered the temple. When the Divine Light illuminated it, it suddenly became clear and bright.
Look up.
Seeing the god sitting high, the dozen or so ghosts trembling with fear hurriedly bowed down and shouted: "Meet the Lord Chenghuang!"
Chen Jichuan was silent.
He stretched out his hand to take a volume of documents and looked up the lives of these more than ten Specters.
Among them, some are brave, some are cunning, some are petty, some are full of evil, and they are not good people.
Or die.
Or die of old age.
And so on.
The resentment of their own lingering after death, or the resentment of those they harmed is hard to dispel, makes these people turn into ghosts, wandering in the underworld, and can never be reincarnated.
If you have the chance, meet Gates of Hell.
These ghosts have the hope to break through the Ghost Sect and evolve into evil ghosts, ghosts, and harm the world.
Chenghuang acts as Yin-Yang two sectors, dealing with these solitary soul, unbound ghost is one of them.
Chen Jichuan named more than a dozen ghosts in the hall as Ghost Messengers, half of them were charged as 'chaser divisions', solitary souls, unbound ghosts were captured everywhere and sent to prison.
Half of the charge goes to the 'prison department' as the jailer, responsible for guarding the prison.
Finish this.
Chen Jichuan didn't stay in the jurisdiction for a long time. Thoughts move, Divine Soul returns to fleshy body, Divine light rolls up, out of the underworld.
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It's still the broken temple.
Chen Jichuan didn't have time to take a closer look before, but when he looked around, he realized that this is actually the Temple of the City God.
It's just that the Divine Idol of the Touch City God collapsed and shattered, and some of the Divine Idols collapsed, shattered, and some simply disappeared.
"Disrespectful to Spiritual God."
"This world—"
Chen Jichuan shook his head and went out the door.
After he left, the Divine Idol and the Magistrate Divine Idol in the temple suddenly recovered and stood up. The dust and dirt in the temple were also swept away.
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The city of Taiping.
Night falls.
The city was silent and empty, only Chen Jichuan was walking on the empty streets.
It looks weird and infiltrating.
Chen Jichuan walked past the clock tower, and suddenly saw someone running in front of him, a one-horned monster ferocious-looking, bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, chasing after him.
It looks like he can do it with ease, but he still can't catch up with the person in front of him.
"This is to chase people to death and exhaust themselves."
Chen Jichuan used the 'clearly understood technique' to see the monster's heels and did not intervene .
Instead of hiding the figure, looked towards the other side.
Distant.
"The Supreme in the sky is the Jade Emperor, and the most precious one in the world is the King;
All the Ghost Gods in the world admire, only Lushan makes the claim."
One The middle-aged man wearing a robe and a red scarf on his head chanted and strode forward.
He held a bell knife in one hand, a golden whip in the other, and a cloth bag tied around his waist, which seemed to contain a lot of things.
It seems to be heading straight for the one-horned monster.
Arriving at the bottom of the bell tower, striding a shooting star, holding a golden whip, it rushed towards the one-horned monster.
"Nie Zhan'an dares to hurt people?!"
This person loudly shouted, the golden whip shone golden light, and fiercely drew towards the one-horned monster.
bang!
The one-horned monster was pulled out dozens of paces away and smashed heavily on the city wall.
Tremble all over.
Ferocious.
I stopped chasing the previous man, and turned to fight with the mage.
bang bang bang!
A magic artifact fell out.
A skin is rough, flesh is thick, strong as an ox.
One person, one blame, one time, it's hard to tell the winner.
The movement of their fighting was not small, but the people near the clock tower did not dare to look at them, and they seemed to be accustomed to it.
And further away——
shua shua shua!
A few silhouettes came over.
Chen Jichuan one after another saw it and was a little surprised: "There are many experts in a trifling city!"
Among these people.
A Taoist with a proven Taoist method.
A Martial Artist with high martial arts.
The Daoist and Waigong lineages follow respectively. The most powerful old Daoist has the strength of night tour sixth layer. Among the Martial Artists, the strongest is a general, who has already stepped into the late stage of Baodan, and has reached the level of being indestructible, comparable to the Kongming powerhouse in the Qinling world.
"It is normal for experts to gather in Fucheng."
"But there are so many casually, this world is probably not inferior to Qinling world, or even stronger."
Chen Jichuan thought to himself.
With the arrival of experts one by one, the battle under the bell tower also came to an end.
The red-headed mage took out a ruler from the cloth bag around his waist, recited the mysterious mantra silently in his mouth, and the ruler flew out from the sky and hit the one-horned rare beast on the head.
"aaaaaah!"
rare beast was in pain, and black smoke came out of his body. No matter how difficult it was to maintain, it turned into a cinnabar pen and fell to the ground.
It must be extraordinary that a pen can turn into a monster.
As soon as this kind of treasure appears, it should have caused the experts from all over the world to loot.
But these people who were secretly watching on the scene had weird mouth corners, and they looked like they were digesting something.
Some people yawned when they saw the fight was over, turned around and walked away.
"Good baby!"
It was the red-headed mage who took the cinnabar pen and held it in his hand, a little wary and a little happy.
Did not dare to stay in this city for long, I put the cinnabar pen in my arms, and left the city like a fly.
"Waste effort!"
Chen Jichuan shook his head and smiled.
I don't care where the cinnabar pen goes, and I don't follow the red-headed mage.
He continued to walk in the city and came to the school, where he saw a white cloth spread on the ground by the pond. From time to time, a corner is raised, as if a person lying flat is looking at something with his head reaching his head. Seeing that there was no one around, the white cloth was so boring that it moved without the wind. It moved a bit by itself, changed positions, and continued to lie down.
“It’s all fine.”
Chen Jichuan laughed.
Walk across the pond.
Passing by the school, I could vaguely hear the sound of reading.
Continuing to walk, as he passed Jiaochi Street, Chen Jichuan heard the croaking of ducks, which was disturbing.
When I walked through Guichi Street, there was a sound of chains and ghosts.
When I walked through Morning Sun Street, I felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, and I felt uneasy.
…
Walking around the city, all kinds of strange things.
Chen Jichuan returned to the clock tower again, and saw that the cinnabar pen monster who had been beaten back to its original shape did not know when it came back. Still ferocious-looking, bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, hiding in the dark, staring at the street fiercely, waiting for pedestrians to pass by.
In another corner.
The red-headed mage looked at the one-horned monster with a look of surprise on his face.
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