I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 395 The Bond Between Ruler and Subject, The Lord of the Underworld Ship

The Venerable Fuluan was clumsy and struggled to defend himself.

We don't know if it's because they feel guilty or because the Golden-Armored General has been waiting in the City of the Dead for too long.

In any case, the current Venerable Fuluan is like a promiscuous woman who has been unfaithful for many years and has never been home, while the Golden Armored General is like a husband who is full of resentment. Now that the two have met, they are truly irreconcilable.

Master Fuluan hastily formed a sword formation, attempting to force back the golden-armored general. However, the general neither dodged nor avoided the attack, stubbornly insisting on piercing the thief in front of him with the Tai'a sword, even at the cost of injuring his golden body.

The Venerable Fuluan had unspeakable suffering.

It's been two thousand years, why is the First Emperor's sword still chasing him?

Master Fuluan temporarily avoided the confrontation and turned to call Xu Qing over for help, but Xu Qing replied telepathically that it was his family matter and he was not in a position to intervene.

Do you think this is just a young couple arguing, something to be resolved by offering advice?
Master Fuluan was nearly furious. He wanted to shift the blame and drag Xu Qing into the mess, but before he could get close, Xu Qing had already used his special technique of shrinking the earth and running away to another place.

The key point is that this person didn't run far away, but just kept their distance and watched from afar, just like an old lady who loves to watch the excitement at the market!
Master Fuluan's vision went black. At this moment, he finally understood how others felt when their teammates deserted in the face of battle.

"Where do you think you're going! Even if I have to give up this body today, I will still eat your flesh and drink your blood!"

Master Fuluan wanted to escape, but he discovered that a scroll of imperial edict appeared behind the golden-armored general.

That imperial edict was more than just a piece of paper; it was a manifestation of the emperor's image, the emperor's power, the strictness of the law, and the dignity of the ancestral emperor.

There are quite a few people in the world who worship the first emperor.

The incense offerings there were far more impressive than those of ordinary temples.

However, this imperial edict, formed from incense offerings, has no binding power over others; it only has a restraining effect on those Qin people or Qin ghosts who are still alive today.

The moment the imperial edict appeared, Master Fuluan felt himself locked in by an inescapable aura.

Once that aura appeared, it left a mark on him. No matter where he went in the future, as long as there was this imperial edict, the golden-armored general could follow him like a shadow and find his hiding place.

The Venerable Fuluan owed a debt for two thousand years, but in the end, he still couldn't escape it.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, why don't you quickly lend a helping hand!"

Xu Qing felt a surge of joy upon seeing this.

Now you know to stick together for warmth? Where were you before?
Xu Qing was petty; he remembered that when they faced Gui Lu, the latter ran faster than anyone else!

People like this, who have no bottom line or principles, should be left to fend for themselves.

Xu Qing immediately waved his hand and said, "No, no! We agreed that we would share half of the opportunity we found with you. Now that this golden man is an old friend of yours, I naturally cannot take half for myself. You don't need to be so modest."

Who was being polite to you?

Master Fuluan was so angry that his eyes squinted and his nose twisted. He finally understood that this Xu was deliberately trying to make a fool of him. He couldn't count on him anymore.

Thirty miles away, Xu Qing stared intently at Master Fu Luan.

The Golden Armored General was made from clay molds of living people and forged using weapons from all over the world. In a sense, it still belongs to the category of corpses. Moreover, even if the opponent no longer has a physical body but only a ghost spirit, Xu Qing can still use the Scripture of Salvation to deliver it from suffering.

Therefore, Xu Qing never took the golden man to heart; the only person he cared about was Master Fuluan.

This Nuo Immortal is so well hidden that even the Exorcist True Lord, who has known him for many years, does not know the true extent of the Fuluan Master's cultivation.

The appearance of the Golden Armored General has given Xu Qing an excellent opportunity to figure out the depth of the opponent's cultivation.

When Xu Qing saw Master Fu Luan control his sword and transform it into a thousand, using his mind to command the seven swords and split them into hundreds and thousands of flying swords, he was not particularly surprised.

The sword control technique can travel thousands of miles in an instant, chasing down and beheading the enemy. It is indeed an excellent offensive technique. However, Xu Qing also has the Xuan Nu Sword Technique, which pushes swordsmanship to its extreme.

That sword control technique is merely a basic skill compared to the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden Sword Technique.

Xu Qing looked further ahead and saw Earth Escape Technique, Invisibility Technique, and Swift Movement Technique.
These are the seventy-two arts of Taoism, and the Spiritual Master Fuluan has mastered them all.

Then there are the Fire Dragon Technique, the Subduing Magic Technique, the Palm Thunder Technique, and the Taiyi Talisman. There are all sorts of moves and styles, a veritable walking encyclopedia of Taoist magic.

Xu Qing relaxed slightly. Although there were many of these spells and supernatural abilities, they were still not enough for him.

The two thousand years of cultivation of the Venerable Fuluan was ultimately no match for his mastery of the myriad forms of corpses.

Xu Qing could foresee that when the immortals of the Cat Immortal Hall finally reached the level of the Fu Luan Master, even a random chicken could easily beat the Fu Luan Master to the ground!

This kind of attack is not only about cultivation level, but also about supernatural powers, magic, and moral character – a comprehensive suppression!
Xu Qing's immortal hall is not lacking in magical techniques and supernatural powers, nor is it lacking in guidance from famous teachers. In addition to cultivating life force, Lu Xiu, a top scholar, also personally supervises his cultivation of sexual energy and cultural literacy, so he can be described as developing morally, intellectually, physically, and aesthetically in an all-round way.

How could Master Fulan compare?

However, it depends on who you compare it to. If you were to compare it to someone else, the Nuo Immortal in front of you would be an extremely rare existence.

"These Taoist techniques and supernatural abilities are not mixed together; they seem to follow a set of rules."

Xu Qing looked at Fu Luan Shangren, who was no longer hiding his strength and had begun to gain the upper hand, and fell into thought.

Supernatural powers and spells with a systematic cultivation path have only one source: inheritance.

Master Fuluan either found the legacy left by the immortals in the three immortal mountains of Yingzhou, Fangzhang, and Penglai, or he really met a deity and became his disciple.

"The founding emperor mobilized the entire nation's resources, only to have it all benefit others in the end. He couldn't possibly be without resentment. But given the founding emperor's character, would he really have planned this for two thousand years just to capture Xu Sheng and execute him on the spot?"

Xu Qing subconsciously recalled the golden statue buried beneath the temple of the eighth seat of the Twelve Gates, the Heavenly General, and now there was also a golden statue in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, which was controlled by the Ghost Law.

"Twelve bronze statues, twelve gatekeepers"

Xu Qing watched as the golden-armored general gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

To which faction do these twelve bronze statues belong? And why did the founding emperor cast these bronze statues two thousand years ago?
Just as Xu Qing was racking his brains trying to figure it out, a dazzling golden light suddenly surged out from the ground inside the City of the Unjustly Dead.

The ground beneath Xu Qing's feet churned and surged!
At this moment, the ashes and sand became turbulent quicksand, and the towering forest of steles and tombs became drifting boats and floating logs in the torrent. The entire City of the Wrongfully Dead was undergoing earth-shattering changes! Master Fuluan rushed up, his eyes filled with astonishment.

The golden-armored general was covered in golden light, and his broken and damaged body was instantly restored to its original state.

Xu Qing sensed the domineering aura emanating from the earth and subconsciously activated his Heavenly Eye and Yin Pupil. At the same time, he used the Heavenly Pillar Spine to connect with the earth's veins and probe deeper into the earth.

He had already thoroughly explored the area beneath the City of the Wrongfully Dead, and there had been no other unusual sights before. However, upon exploring again, he discovered that in the far distance, outside the City of the Wrongfully Dead, there was a moving, strangely shaped mausoleum that was rapidly approaching him!
Master Fuluan exclaimed in surprise, "A Netherworld Immortal Ship? His Majesty abandoned his plan to cross over to the underworld long ago in pursuit of immortality. How could he have built such a ship?"

The golden-armored general said coldly, "His Majesty is a master strategist. Why would he place all his bets on you alone? His Majesty can build the Mirage Ferry for you to cross the sea in search of immortals. He can also build the Crossing Yin Treasure Ship to lead us to fight for the world again!"

As the two were talking, a small hill suddenly rose up, followed by a giant ship rushing out, just like a dragon emerging from the sea, with an extremely terrifying momentum!

Xu Qing glanced at it and saw that the ghost ship was over a hundred feet long, with a dark body and a towering mast. The ship's side was decorated with dragon patterns and gold seals, showing the majesty of an emperor's tour!

The one piloting the Netherworld Ship was no ordinary person. Xu Qing looked down from the air and saw countless officials dressed in official robes, palace attire, and armor on the ship. Each of these officials was performing their duties and controlling the movement of the entire ship.

The ship's crew were not human; they were all skeletal ghost soldiers with green flames in their eyes.

Why does this pirate ship look so familiar?

The ghost ship, shrouded in black mist, broke through the sand and fog and anchored in the City of the Unjustly Dead.

The churning sand and graves around them returned to stillness. On the ghost ship, a eunuch in palace robes stood on the deck, proclaiming an imperial edict: "His Majesty decrees that this is a time of great calamity, concerning the survival of our human race. All my subjects must focus on eliminating demons, ceasing internal strife, and uniting to defend against external enemies. The upheavals in the underworld and the chaos of the corpses are calamities our human race has never encountered in ten thousand years. All of us humankind must first defend against external enemies and protect our people!"

"General Tai'a, the enemy leader here has been executed. His Majesty orders you to return to your unit immediately, reorganize the troops, and coordinate preparations for war. If you dare to slack off, you will be punished according to military law!"

After the golden-armored general returned to the underworld ship, the eunuch looked at the Spiritual Ascension Master and said:

"Xu Sheng! You have heard His Majesty's decree. To quell the great calamity is also to remove the obstacles on your path to immortality. Even if you are no longer a human, you must think about your future."

After saying that, the eunuch made way for him and said in a strange tone, "His Majesty has long wished to see Scholar Xu. Scholar Xu, please come with me to see His Majesty!"

Master Fuluan was filled with doubt and uncertainty, his magical power ready to be unleashed at any moment, prepared to flee. When he heard the decree of the First Emperor, he was jolted, as if an electric current had pierced through his entire body.

To defend humanity from external enemies, and to fight a desperate battle against a Dharma Corpse that even the Heavenly Emperor dared not confront head-on.
What a magnificent spirit!

Aside from these, what shocked the Venerable Fuluan even more was the foresight of the First Emperor.

How did the other party foresee the changes in the world two thousand years ago?

At that moment, Master Fuluan truly had a fleeting desire to board the Netherworld Ship and meet that emperor of all ages.

But when he saw the ship full of ghosts who were buried with him, their eyes blazing with green fire, staring intently at him, Master Fuluan immediately regained his senses.

The founding emperor was capricious; getting on the ship was easy for him, but getting off was difficult!

Furthermore, even if His Majesty lets him go, the officials, soldiers, and the golden-armored general on these ships might not necessarily let him go.

After all, if he had presented the secret to immortality to the First Emperor, how could these people have become burial offerings, unable to reincarnate for a thousand years and forced to drift aimlessly in the Underworld River?
Seeing that the Venerable Fuluan was defying the imperial decree, the eunuch who delivered the decree was clearly enraged. Unfortunately, the Venerable was not on the underworld ship, so he could not do anything about it for the time being.

After the eunuch uttered a few words of scolding and cursing, an old voice suddenly came from inside the boat.

"Let him be! If he wants to become an immortal, he will eventually make his move. But that white-robed sorcerer killed my Golden Mace General. Does he intend to become my enemy?"

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Xu Qing, who was watching the commotion and enjoying the show, couldn't sit still any longer.

How did I end up getting caught up in this drama?
Xu Qing wasn't afraid of the Ancestral Emperor, but he still needed to explain. After all, everyone was at odds with the Dharma Corpse, and he had thwarted its plans several times. In a sense, he and the Ancestral Emperor could be considered teammates.
"You've misunderstood, haven't you? I'm just a funeral director. I came to Yinhe only to carry out funerals. Who knew that General Jinjian would attack without saying a word? I can't just stand there and take the beating."

After saying this, Xu Qing added, "I was the one who destroyed that Ghost Law. I have long been irreconcilably opposed to these demons who wreak havoc on the order of heaven and earth. Unlike some people who go to the immortal mountains to seek immortal medicine, they run away when they encounter demons. They are truly despicable."

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Master Fuluan raised an eyebrow and glared at him. "Just speak your mind, why are you dragging me into this?"
The First Emperor remained silent for a moment before speaking: "Since it is a misunderstanding, I will let it go and not pursue it. However, I hope you will remember what I said today. If our human race faces a life-or-death crisis in the future, please spare no effort to protect our human race."

"There are simply too few people with great supernatural powers in this mortal world."

After uttering those words in a low voice, the founding emperor fell silent.

The ghost ship sank back into the earth's veins and roamed the Yin River, as if everything that had happened before was an illusion.

Xu Qing turned his head and, seeing that Fu Luan Shangren was not sweating but kept wiping himself, couldn't help but tease him:
"Your master hasn't gone far yet, you can still catch up with him now."

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Xu Qing's silence only fueled the anger that Fu Luan Shangren had been holding back for so long: "You knew I had a long-standing feud with the First Emperor, so why did you use the treasure hunt as an excuse to harm me?"

"You're turning the tables on me now?"

Xu Qing argued forcefully, "You also know about feng shui, so let me ask you, isn't this a feng shui treasure land? Isn't that golden-armored general a treasure?"

"Who knows what kind of things those tomb raiders will find? If they get ripped off, they can't blame anyone else! Besides, I've inadvertently become a peacemaker, and I'll wipe the slate clean of your past with the First Emperor. You don't need to thank me, why are you blaming me instead?"

Upon careful consideration, Master Fuluan realized that this was indeed the case.

Even he couldn't detect the golden-armored general slumbering a hundred feet underground, so how could he blame Xu Qing?

"I misunderstood your good intentions, please don't take offense."

Xu Qing chuckled and said, "It's not strange, but I have a trivial matter I'd like to ask you for help with. I wonder if you could help me?"

"Brother Dao, please speak freely!"

"Hey! It's not a big deal. I have a small formation here. Fellow Daoist Fuluan can go to the White Sand River to preside over this formation, while I will open the Yin River passage to scatter the corpse of that Ghost Law and return it to heaven and earth. This can be considered accumulating merit. What do you think, Fellow Daoist?"

"I don't think it's anything serious. It's just presiding over a small formation. Fellow Daoist, just leave it to me!"

(End of this chapter)