My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 519 Deed
In the teahouse, Chen Mu lowered his head and pondered the matter of the ghostly spirit.

He had lived in Yunzhou for over ten years and had only seen a limited number of ghostly spirits. A large number had appeared on Misty Mountain, but those were summoned by human blood sacrifices. On the contrary, there were quite a few ghostly spirits within the original territory of the Great Liang Kingdom.

"Are there many ghosts in Connecticut?" He was a little worried. The ghosts gave him a very strange impression, and even now, thinking about them still makes him feel scared.

"A ghost? What's that?" Shang Yang asked, puzzled.

Chen Mu immediately raised an eyebrow: "The one being led into the Netherworld by the living gods, not a ghost or monster?"

"I was talking about spirits, the souls of living beings after they die, not some kind of ghost or monster," Shang Yang corrected.

Ghosts? Spirits of the dead? Aren't those just the ghosts from folk tales?
Chen Mu was startled.

"You mean, those humanoid black wisps at the bottom of the River of Oblivion are all the vengeful spirits of dead beings?"

This is not what he knew.

He had read countless books and witnessed countless deaths and deaths, but all these experiences told him that the legendary ghosts were nothing more than folk rumors, and more often the work of evil spirits.

The Yin Ghost is a kind of extraterrestrial demon, which is clearly recorded in ancient texts.

At this moment, Shang Yang said that after a living being dies, it will turn into a ghost, and if it is guided to the underworld, it can become a spirit.
That's ridiculous!
Although most of the spirits at the bottom of the River of Oblivion are in human form, they are essentially ghosts and monsters, so how did they become spirits after death?
"You don't know?" Now it was Shang Yang's turn to be puzzled.

Chen Mu shook his head slightly, but did not ask any further questions.

Judging from Shang Yang's expression, it was common knowledge that the vengeful spirits at the bottom of the River of Oblivion were the spirits of the dead. There must be some inside story he didn't know.

He only wanted to return to the mortal realm as soon as possible; he felt it best to inquire as little as possible about such a secretive matter.

but……

"Is there a lot of wandering spirits in Kangzhou, where the City God's Taoist temple in Yinshan Prefecture is located?"

“Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural cycle of heaven and earth, happening all the time. Where are there no wandering spirits?” Shang Yang asked matter-of-factly.

We don't have that many ghosts in Yunzhou.

Chen Mu nodded outwardly, but couldn't help feeling worried inwardly.

Connecticut is probably not a good place to go. If I really go there, I should flee immediately.

"That divine covenant has secret rules that bind those who become gods in the world. They must guard the temple for a hundred years. During this time, they cannot leave without permission and can only stay. Has no one tried to break free from these constraints?" Chen Mu asked tentatively.

"Break free? Impossible." Shang Yang shook his head.

“What binds the gods in the world is not the contract, but the temple itself.”

"Once you take up residence in the statue of the deity in the temple, it is equivalent to binding yourself to the countless living beings under the temple's coverage. Trying to break free is like taking countless living beings with you when you flee."

"Who can drag tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of Yin spirits away with them? Right?" Shang Yang popped a fried burdock bead into his mouth and winked at Chen Mu.

“I can do it!” Chen Mu’s eyes lit up.

With the mountains on his back and the city of a thousand lanterns, all he had to do was run away with hundreds of thousands of people—it was easy!

Hey!
Forgot that this guy in front of me knows the Mountain-Carrying Sutra!
Shang Yang's expression froze for a moment, then he said helplessly, "It was just a metaphor. I was just using a metaphor."

“The statues in the temple are not only bound to living beings, but also connected to the earth’s veins, taking root in the land.”

"You can carry hundreds of thousands of people, but can you carry the entire earth and fly?"

"Besides, even living beings are different from spirits, so your 'Mountain-Carrying Scripture' might not be effective."

What a pity.

Chen Mu shook his head in disappointment.

It seems we still have to rely on the methods provided by Lü Liang.

"I've heard there's a way to substitute one thing for another and bypass the contract?" He leaned forward slightly and asked in a low voice.

"So that's what you were planning." Shang Yang suddenly realized, and asked with a curious look, "What's so great about the mortal world that you insisted on going up there for a stroll?"

"I am under a curse and have no choice but to hide in the mortal world..." Chen Mu used the same excuse as before to fool people.

"Just tell me, is this method reliable or not?"

"Reliable, of course it's reliable."

"The big shots only care whether someone is guarding the dojo, as for who that person is..." Shang Yang shrugged as he spoke: "Nobody cares."

Chen Mu felt a sense of relief.

"This method sounds mysterious, but it's actually very simple," Shang Yang explained casually. "It's just sending two living gods to the same dojo."

"One of them used a secret method to temporarily conceal the Investiture of the Gods, allowing the other to take up residence first. With the statue occupied, the other could not take up residence and would not be bound or constrained by the temple."

"After three to five months, the power that blocked the Yin and Yang in the Investiture of the Gods will disappear, and as Yin spirits, they will naturally be pulled back to the Yin and Yang by the River of Oblivion."

Chen Mu suddenly realized, and at the same time couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

The Yin Spirit body is merely the true form of a Heavenly Demon, a magical illusion. It is not a real Yin Spirit and is completely immune to the pull of the River of Oblivion. As long as it can break free from the restrictions of the Investiture of the Gods, it can escape completely.

"Issuing two decrees of investiture in the same place? That's not easy, is it?" Chen Mu couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Hey! Gods in the world need to be replaced every hundred years. There was more than one copy of the God Conferment Contract that pointed to the same place when it was first made."

"By establishing connections in the prefectural city and preparing a large amount of treasures and valuables, as long as it's not a certain key temple, we can obtain an extra contract." "For those who manage the contracts, simply reporting damage or loss is enough; it's very easy."

Chen Mu immediately nodded in understanding.

……

For the next month, Chen Mu stayed obediently in Feng'an City, watching the group of Yin Spirits busily building the city.

Occasionally, he would seek out Shang Yang and subtly continue to inquire about the living gods.

This one-horned demon king messed up the job of Lord Xiao of Qingyang City and dared not return to Daqingshan City. Instead, he turned to Feng'an City for refuge.

It was this old ghost who provided the information that allowed him to understand what a living god is.

In Chen Mu's view, the spirits of living gods are merely tools of the City God's ritual.

The so-called City God's Taoist temple is very similar to the restrictive formations of Qi cultivators, and has various wonderful uses such as regulating the earth's energy and attracting the underworld.

The spirit is one of the core elements of this magical restriction; it can take effect simply by residing in the statue of the deity in the temple.

In order to ensure the continued effectiveness of the ritual, the ritual itself can restrain and imprison the spirits.

Once you start working, it's a job you can do without rest for a hundred years.

"So he's really become a workaholic? Tsk... how pathetic." Chen Mu couldn't help but shake his head.

……

On this day, in a side hall on the east side of the Feng'an City Lord's Mansion.

Lu Shisan was holding a tray with a black scroll about the length of a forearm on it, engraved with auspicious cloud patterns.

"Is this the Book of Gods?" Chen Mu looked at Lü Liang and Lü Shisan.

“Once you sign your name on the contract, it will automatically absorb your vital energy and complete the signing.” Lü Liang nodded: “With it, you can find the Bridge of Helplessness, pass through the Gate of Hell, and go to the mortal world to become a living god.”

Finally, there was hope of returning to the world of the living.

Chen Mu felt a slight thrill.

Although the underworld is not bad, he is still a living person, and he would be more comfortable returning to the mortal world.

Thinking of this, he immediately reached out and took the Book of Conferred Gods.

He wasn't afraid that Lü Liang would trick him. With the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed, although he couldn't make the two of them obey him, he could prevent them from persecuting him.

As the scroll was unfurled, rows of elegant silver characters came into view, yet they were true meaning runes imbued with complex chilling intent. He only glanced at them a few more times before his head began to spin.

Chen Mu immediately looked away, but couldn't help being surprised.

What an amazing divine covenant!

At the same time, a series of messages appeared in his mind.

Xiaowa Town, Pingdan County, Luofeng Prefecture, is the land guardian under the command of Tao Yu Zhenjun?

Land defense?

Isn't this... the Earth God?

Chen Mu looked at him strangely.

"Substituting one thing for another is against the rules," Lü Liang explained with a smirk. "It's too obvious a position to manipulate."

Chen Mu immediately nodded in understanding.

"Look," Lü Liang said with a smile, pulling a scroll from his sleeve and unfolding it.

An identical contract appeared, from the same small town, to the same local deity, and with a signature already added at the end.

"Music Classic?"

“Indeed, this person is a Yin soldier under the command of the Thousand Blades Camp, and can guard the temple on your behalf.”

"Moreover... this is one of our own, he's read the Eastern Longevity Scripture seventy-two times." Lü Liang chuckled at Chen Mu and winked.

“I also gave him enough compensation to make him willingly become a living god.”

Chen Mu couldn't help but smile.

The matter of returning to the mortal realm has finally been accomplished.

Without further hesitation, he picked up the brush from the tray and readily wrote his name, um... Shen Yan's name.

He felt it was best to be cautious, as this divine covenant was some kind of binding restriction.

Then he released the true form of the bald-headed Heavenly Demon, allowing the Book of Gods to absorb and preserve its energy.

Chen Mu looked at the bald man's full-body portrait that automatically appeared on the right side of the contract and couldn't help but nod.

The name is Shen Yan, the aura is the true form of the Heavenly Demon, and with the substitution technique, there are several layers between us. Even if there are some tricks with this contract, I can still get away.

I don't want to be a wage slave!

(End of this chapter)