I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 152 Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing hearts

"The Fu Bo Ming Turtle is one of the guardian beasts of our eighteen sea regions."

"I'm telling you, fellow Daoist, you might not believe this, but even though Fubo Island is full of water and energy, there's actually an active volcano suppressed underneath. If it weren't for the Fubo Abyss Turtle suppressing it with its body, Fubo Island wouldn't have been surging with water. I'm afraid it would have already burst into flames."

Fu Li spoke eloquently, his face full of pride.

"Since there's an active volcano, why not relocate the people and wait for it to erupt and release the pressure before moving back in?"

Lu Wujiu said subconsciously after hearing this.

Fu Li shook his head: "If only it were that simple! Fellow Daoist, you are not from the Eighteen Seas, but have you ever heard of the legend of the fire spirit descending to the world?"

Lu Wujiu shook his head.

Fu Li said, "A thousand years ago, a fire spirit fell. At that time, the sky cracked, and a crimson meteor carrying the Nine Nether Fire Spirit fell into the East China Sea. Eighteen volcanoes rose from the seabed. For a time, flames shot up into the sky, and black smoke obscured the sun. This lasted for several years, and the vast East China Sea was almost turned into a dead zone."

"To save themselves, the demons of the East China Sea, eighteen divine beasts, stepped forward and transformed themselves into seals, blocking the eighteen craters. This suppressed the world-destroying catastrophe, and from then on, the East China Sea was divided into eighteen sea regions."

Fu Li asked again, "Do you know where the Sea Hunting War Order came from?"

Lu Wujiu shook his head.

"That's called a sea hunting order, but in reality it's a ritual to sacrifice to the eighteen sacred beasts. It nourishes the beasts with their flesh and blood in exchange for long-term peace and stability."

Lu Wujiu exclaimed, "I didn't expect that there are such righteous people in the demon tribe."

Fu Li sighed: "Yes!"

Lu Wujiu asked, "If that's the case, why don't the eighteen divine beasts command the demon race, but instead command the human race?"

Fu Li asked in return, "If you were one of the Eighteen Divine Beasts, would you choose the human race as your family, or other demon races?"

Without waiting for Lu Wujiu to answer, he asked himself:
"Among all the races in the world, only the human race is the most prosperous. They can become mature in just eighteen years, cultivate supernatural powers, and possess extraordinary wisdom. As for the demon race, it is even questionable whether they can even develop wisdom in eighteen years. The eighteen divine beasts require a large amount of blood and food to nourish them, so the human race is undoubtedly far superior to the demon race in driving them."

"Makes sense!"

Lu Wujiu nodded and took the opportunity to ask about the customs and people of the Eighteen Seas.

Fu Li spoke freely about everything he knew, and was knowledgeable and sincere.

However, Lu Wujiu's mind swept across the Book of Life and Death. Under his seemingly cheerful appearance, he was actually wary.

The Yunji Qiqian says: "The heavens regard Qi as their lifespan, and the people regard their age as their essence."

The so-called life span is determined by the innate primordial qi, the form is shaped by the essence and blood of parents, and the spirit is nurtured by acquired practice.

From the moment a person cries at birth, his life span is determined.

Of course, this is only the theoretical maximum lifespan.

In reality, few people can live to the fullest.

Because aging, illness, disability... will all lead to a reduction in lifespan.

If you want to increase your lifespan, you have to practice.

The Records of the Three Pure Ones states: "If one keeps to one's simplicity and remains true to oneself, even if one dies, the Tao will not die... If one remains in the world in form, the Tao will exist and the body will also exist..."

This is to borrow the Great Dao to stay in the world in physical form. If you can cultivate the Great Dao, you can be equal to the Dao and live long and healthy.

Lu Wujiu's body was forged from the yang energy of Zhou Zhong's mother, using yin to generate yang. This innate perfection allowed him to live 120 years. Reaching the second tier, his lifespan increased to 300 years, and reaching the third tier, to 500 years.

This is the longest lifespan of his physical body.

Unexpectedly, one day was missing for no apparent reason.

In other words, his life span had been eroded or stolen, but it was so slight that he had not yet noticed it. If it were not for the Book of Life and Death monitoring it at all times, he would probably have overlooked it.

And when his life span was waning, it was the time when Fu Li approached him.

Thinking of this, Lu Wujiu smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, your conversation is quite good. I wonder what sect or school you came from?"

Fu Li smiled and said, "You are too kind, fellow Daoist. I am ashamed to say that I am not very talented and knowledgeable. I am grateful for the love and support of the people of Fubo Island. I am lucky enough to be the master of Fubo Island!" "So you are the master of Fubo Island. I am so sorry for your disrespect!"

Lu Wujiu raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "You are so capable, fellow Daoist. I was noticed by you when I first arrived on your island. It's true that there are always people who are better than you and there are always things that are better than you."

Fu Li smiled and said, "You are too kind, Daoist. To be honest, that Red Butterfly is none other than my daughter. She hunted the evil pig monster on her first trip to the sea. This is not her specialty. After unraveling the mystery, it was only natural that I discovered you. I did not mention it clearly just now, so I hope you can forgive me."

Lu Wujiu suddenly understood. No wonder a little girl was willing to spend the poison-avoiding beads to buy a demon corpse. She must be a rich second-generation!
No wonder we just saw Hong Die and Song Ming carrying the corpse of the evil pig monster into the palace on the island. It turned out that they were going there to seek credit.

"Is it okay for me to rashly sell the demon corpse to your daughter?"

"It's okay, it's okay. My daughter is naughty and I am sorry to have made you laugh."

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist!"

With the added layer of knowing Hongdie, the atmosphere between the two became more harmonious.

The sky gradually darkened and the tea became slightly cold. After refilling the cup again and again, Fu Li said goodbye and went home.

It is worth mentioning that before leaving, Fu Li repeatedly invited Lu Wujiu to visit his house, but Lu Wujiu politely declined.

After seeing Fu Li off, Lu Wujiu also left the restaurant and strolled around the city.

But my thoughts no longer have the carefree feeling I had when I first arrived at Fubo Island.

To be honest, Fu Li's enthusiasm and sincerity gave him the impression that he was not an evil cultivator at all.

So much so that he wondered if there was something wrong with the Book of Life and Death?

Or did he just eat something he shouldn't have, shortening his lifespan?

As he was thinking about it, the Book of Life and Death trembled slightly.

Lu Wujiu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Another day of his life was deducted.

"Some kind of curse?"

Lu Wujiu frowned, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Only because he was in charge of the human skin book, he had a way to retreat even if his physical body was destroyed. Otherwise, he would definitely be a little panicked at this time.

Because life span is being deducted too quickly.

Counting on his fingers, it was only a little over an hour from the time he met Fu Li to the time they parted, but he actually lost two days of his life.

If this continues, one year will add up to more than twenty years of life. Even if his life span is long, he will not be able to withstand such erosion, right?
Was it Fu Li who did this, or was he secretly murdered?
Lu Wujiu thought of Song Ming. As his thoughts were flowing, he walked into an inn, opened a room, sat cross-legged, and began to think carefully.

Time is like water, flowing smoothly.

"Bibo——"

Suddenly, a faint, barely perceptible sound, like the sound of oil spilling from a candle, reverberated within his body.

At the moment the voice sounded, the Book of Life and Death showed that his life span was shortened by another day.

As his life span was shortened, a wisp of invisible, intangible and indescribable substance flowed out of his body, passed through the incomprehensible time and space, and escaped to the center of Fubo Island.

Lu Wujiu suddenly opened his eyes and looked over.

The closed lattice windows blocked the humid sea breeze, but could not block Lu Wujiu's view.

There was the ruling center of Fu Bo Island - Fu Li Mansion.

'You can only judge a person by his appearance, but not by his heart!'

Lu Wujiu took a deep breath, and his figure suddenly turned into a shadow, flowing out of the crack of the door and heading towards Fu Li's mansion.

(End of this chapter)