Chapter 979 Pretending to be a God
The red-haired ghost saint with two horns on his head said nothing.
The first thing he thought of was the emperor of the imperial court in the Forbidden Land.
The name of this dynasty was "Daqi".
The Yuan clan of Da Qi.
Dynastic kings are certainly more powerful.
Tu Shanjun did not want to control the entire sacred forbidden land through the emperor, as that would be too obvious a goal.
He just wanted to set aside a piece of land to plant trees in the western hills of the capital.
However, since it is the center of the dynasty, it must have been infiltrated into a sieve long ago. Maybe even the Yuan clan is supported by people behind the scenes to control the forbidden land.
There is Daqi in the temple, and there is Tianxialou in the rivers and lakes.
A two-pronged approach will naturally ensure the stability of your divine forbidden land.
If the Yuan clan is like Tianxialou, then Tushanjun's search for the other party will undoubtedly be exposed under the eyes of the people behind the scenes.
Looking back towards the black iron-like Western Mountain.
Without the help of the imperial court, it would have been impossible to capture such a large piece of land in the hinterland of the capital.
The king received a lot of attention, and those idle princes should have some privileges and not attract attention. Instead of directly looking for the emperor of Da Qi, it is better to ask who owns the land title of the Xishan Mountain near Wanning County outside the city, and to plan the construction of a garden. The matter of planting trees in a large array.
"Do you know who owns the title deed to this Xishan Mountain?"
"It should be King Hui."
Shou He thought deeply: "There is a garden in Xishan. Since the garden belongs to King Hui, the whole Xishan is also very similar."
Although Shou He came to the capital not long ago, because he was the arresting king of Wanning County, he could read many archives, and he often walked outside the capital, so he was really a know-it-all.
In contrast, Zhao Qingyi, who had just arrived, really didn't know anything about it. The rivers and lakes were actually very close, but they were too far away from the temple.
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The years are fleeting.
However, King Hui, who had been free recently, walked out of the hall, and his entourage immediately rushed to him. He held the yellow on the left and the blue on the right. He mounted the linjiao horse, hung up the sword, and headed towards the Western Mountain in a mighty manner.
While they were talking and laughing, the knight accompanying him gradually disappeared into the mist of Nuoda.
A few moments.
The dragon horse also disappeared.
King Hui Yuanmu was shocked and stood hesitantly in the majestic mist.
No matter how much he shouted, no one came.
Yuan Mu felt a chill down his spine, and the hairs on the back of his hands stood up.
By stimulating Qi and blood to mobilize force, the mist becomes heavier and heavier, like thick rain that makes people tired.
He wanted to turn around and walk back, but he couldn't tell the direction he was coming from, and he was anxiously looking for a way out like a headless fly.
"what 's wrong?!"
"King Hui."
Seeing a figure waving to him from a distance, Yuan Mu was overjoyed and hurriedly approached.
It was only when I got closer that I saw what the other person was wearing.
It was an official in court uniform.
With a black gauze on his head, cloud boots on his feet, and an elephant wat in his arms, he approached and saluted, "I'm polite."
Yuan Mu was overjoyed and asked hurriedly: "Which department are you an official in? How come you broke into this place?"
The official smiled and said: "I am Fan Wujiu, but I am the soul seducer under the command of Lord Yan."
Yuan Mu's expression changed drastically.
He had never heard of Yama, and he didn't know who the seducer was.
However, just by hearing the name, you knew that he was coming to steal your soul.
Suddenly tears welled up in his eyes and he cried loudly: "I am in my prime and can still eat three meals a day. How can I provoke the envoy to visit me?"
Fan Wujiu sighed: "People have misfortunes and blessings, and their life spans vary."
"This is life."
"Your Majesty, it's better to accept your fate."
Yuan Mu hurriedly stepped forward, took Fan Wujiu's hand, quietly stuffed a jade plaque into his pocket, and said sincerely: "Since it is life, I accept it, but I really don't understand the concept of life span, please." Teach me sir.”
Fan Wujiu put the jade medal into his sleeve, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Your Majesty, you don't know. My Lord Yan is sitting down with a judge who holds a book of life and death. Whenever the life span is reached, he will cross off the other person's name and send me and other soul seducers in front of him. Come, but I think the king is very lucky, so I informed you in advance.”
"Thank you sir!"
"I wonder if you can recommend that judge to me?"
"The true God doesn't show his face, which really makes me embarrassed."
Fan Wujiu pondered, and said with a slight twinkle in his eyes: "The treasure called the Book of Life and Death needs a stroke of the royal pen to kill a person, but you can also modify the numbers a little. For such a small thing, I can still be satisfied with the judge. To win favor.”
"Mr. Thank you."
Yuan Mu was also a knowledgeable person. He never asked about the other party's origins, but carefully considered what he should pay: "I don't know how I can avoid damaging your face, sir?"
"Easy to say."
"The king is a blessed person. He only needs to build a temple for Lord Yama in the yang world. Please ask for a temple blessing that can communicate yin and yang, and worship it regularly to increase the source of blessings."
Fan Wujiu rubbed the elephant wat in his hand and said with a smile: "As for the location, it can't be too far or too close."
Yuan Mu suddenly realized that his trip was to go hunting in the Western Mountains, and then he met the Soul-Seducing Messenger here. In other words, the Soul-Seducing Messenger wanted him to build a temple in the Western Mountains.
"I wonder where the temple blessing is?"
"When your Majesty builds it, the temple will come looking for you."
Seeing that the seducer didn't say anything, Yuan Mu stopped asking.
He thought about how to quickly fool this lonely ghost who didn't know where it came from. When he returned to the palace, he would be protected by guards with sufficient energy and blood, and suppressed by the objects of his ancestors. Not to mention a kid, even a god would have to descend to earth.
Fan Wujiu seemed to see Yuan Mu's duplicity.
Smiling playfully.
He shook his head slightly and sighed, "Your Majesty is not sincere and cannot move the Lord of Hell. I guess it's me, a little ghost, who is meddling."
Fan Wujiu returned the jade token in his hand to Yuan Mu.
Just as he was about to turn around, a thunder exploded.
Boom!
The horn tore through the fog, and a chariot with countless evil ghosts on its back slowly came out.
Standing in front of the chariot was a tall scholar holding a secret scroll of golden classics, which read: "Book of Life and Death". He was the judge under Lord of Hell. The judge held a jade pen and said aloud: "Yuan Mu..."
The judge spoke in ghost language, and Yuan Mu didn't understand at first.
Gradually he understood.
The scholar judge said his birth and death years, and ordered the soul-collecting messenger to take Yuan Mu's soul and walk on the Naihe Bridge to weigh the good and evil in this life.
The good will be reincarnated and all paths will be possible, while the evil will fall into hell and suffer all kinds of pain.
"Sir, please wait!"
"I am a believer of Lord Yama. Those who believe in Lord Yama will not die young." Yuan Mu almost knelt on the ground. Fortunately, Fan Wujiu beside him held him up and did not lose his composure. When he wanted to thank him, he saw that Fan Wujiu had turned into a green-faced and fanged evil ghost, with 'You are here too' written on his tall hat.
Yuan Mu's legs were frightened and softened again.
"Yes, those who believe in Lord Yama will not die young."
Yuan Mu bowed his hands and said, "This is a small watermelon, not a token of respect, but a gift to Lord Yama."
The literati judge nodded slightly and said, "Your Majesty is indeed a believer. Lord Yama will protect you from an untimely death when the sky falls. If you have the opportunity, you can ascend to the immortal path and enjoy longevity. If you do not have the blessings of the immortal path, you can go to the underworld in the future. With your blessings, you can also seek a position and enjoy the bliss of the underworld."
"I don't ask for longevity and bliss, I just ask for peace." Yuan Mu finished stammering.
The literati judge's eyes remained calm.
Like a cold pond.
He waved his hand slightly and said, "Please send the king back to the palace, General Yin."
"Let's go, my king." The green-faced and fanged Fan Wujiu helped Yuan Mu onto the tall horse.
Yuan Mu was surprised at where the Qilin came from. Feeling bumpy, he quickly tightened the reins. The Qilin stepped on the auspicious clouds in the air and landed under the guidance of the soul-collecting messenger beside him.
Looking up, he was at the gate of Prince Hui's palace.
"My king, it's time to go back."
Fan Wujiu bowed his hands and saluted.
"Sir, I..." Yuan Mu opened his eyes before he finished speaking.
He was actually standing at the gate of the palace.
But he was in the state of soul.
Following the guidance, he quickly walked into the hall master's room and found his body to lie down. Only then did he feel the temperature rising.
Yuan Mu stood up suddenly.
He looked at the concubine beside him.
The concubine was still sleeping soundly, and she didn't know that the prince beside her had walked through the gates of hell.
"Someone come!"
...
"Did the prince encounter an evil spirit?"
After hearing what King Hui Yuanmu said, the old Taoist priest was in doubt.
"Have you ever heard of this god outside the domain?"
"No." The old Taoist priest shook his head slightly.
"Hundreds of tribes compete in the underworld, and the ten most prosperous and powerful tribes are led by Dongyue King City. I have never heard of any King Yan or Judge, let alone the soul-collecting messenger."
"When we die, we don't need anyone to guide us. The heaven and earth will naturally reborn the true spirit of the cultivator."
"That's why I think it's an evil spirit."
"I'm afraid it's the work of evil spirits."
"It's not an evil spirit, it's an offense to the gods." King Hui shook his head hurriedly.
Then he sighed and said, "Of course I know that it is probably not a god, but I am just like an ant that can be crushed to death in his hands. What else can I do if I don't agree to him?"
"He can quietly take away my soul, and it is so strict in the capital..."
Yuan Mu stopped talking and asked in a low voice: "What do you think of his cultivation level?"
The old Taoist thought for a long time before saying, "At least he must be a great sage."
"Great sage?!"
"Give it to him, give him the West Mountain." Yuan Mu no longer struggled. The Great Sage came to his door, and he had no choice even if he asked for a West Mountain.
However, according to the rules, outsiders who wanted to take opportunities from the forbidden land of the gods had to buy them from the forces behind them.
This is more complicated.
"Your Majesty, don't worry too much."
"Since he said he would bless you, he won't break his promise."
"Does this involve cause and effect?"
"Cause and effect?"
"Yes."
"We have to make further judgments after seeing the temple keeper."
Yuan Mu nodded slightly, and he also planned in this regard.
If the other party is a great sage, just letting out something would be enough for his descendants to have a good life outside the domain, and maybe even get a place in the true teachings. Unlike his brother who sits on the throne of the emperor, he has to plan for his future.
"Give the order and start the construction immediately!"
...
"Done?" Shou He was surprised when he got the news that Yuan Mu had started the construction.
"Not yet."
Tu Shanjun did not agree. That Jia Yuan Mu was just frightened by his strength.
"It's a good start."
"What should we do now?"
"Wait."
"Wait?"
"Wait until he finishes the garden, then we will move in and plant trees."
"Plant trees?!"
Shou He was completely confused.
Why is it reclaiming wasteland, building gardens, and now planting trees?
Are immortals so simple?