I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 176: Establishing the Immortal Court and Building the Jade Capital

The head of Shenxiao suddenly looked up at Lu Wujiu, with a gleam in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Lu Wujiu's true thoughts.

After a while, he asked carefully, "Is this what Daoist friend thinks? Or... is it what Yin Tianzi means?"

Lu Wujiu said with a meaningful look, "Some things can only be decided by my subordinates."

The Shenxiao Sect Master's eyes narrowed, and before he could speak, Lu Wujiu asked again, "Fellow Daoist, do you know why the Netherworld Samsara Sect doesn't openly recruit disciples?"

The headmaster of Shenxiao shook his head.

"The Way of Heaven takes from the excess and replenishes the deficiency, while the Way of Man takes from the deficiency and serves the excess. Fellow Daoist, do you think that if the Netherworld Samsara Sect recruits more disciples, how many newcomers will there be in the world in the long run? Will there still be anyone to cultivate these vast acres of fertile land?"

The headmaster of Shenxiao said, "The number of reincarnations in the netherworld is limited. It shouldn't be so bad that the whole world is filled with people who have reincarnated, right?"

Lu Wujiu asked back, "Who said that the number of times you can reincarnate in the underworld is limited?"

The headmaster of Shenxiao was startled: "Daoyou, what you mean is..."

Lu Wujiu did not answer, and continued: "Even if the number of times is limited, with your ability, you can try again. Even if you can't reach the fifth rank, it shouldn't be difficult to return to the peak, right? If this continues, will there be any chance for newcomers to succeed in this world? Will this world gradually become a stagnant pool?"

"That makes sense..."

The headmaster of Shenxiao nodded and suddenly said, "But if we carry out the deification, won't there be no chance for newcomers to emerge in this world?"

Lu Wujiu shook his head. "That's wrong! If all the heroes in the world were under the jurisdiction of our sect, we could suppress the evildoers, educate the people, and make everyone like a dragon, suppressing the evil ways. The thousand-year-old disaster of the Fire Spirit, and even the hidden danger of the Haiyu Sect, would no longer exist."

"We can export poison to other countries, ascend to the Middle-earth, and pursue the Great Dao. Isn't that much better than fighting for limited resources in this small world, scheming against each other, and fighting to the death?"

The headmaster of Shenxiao was startled and asked impatiently:

"Fellow Daoist, do you know the method of ascending to the Middle Earth?"

Lu Wujiu smiled:
"Yin Tianzi has many disciples. Have you ever seen any of them?"

Lu Wujiu was not trying to fool Sect Master Shenxiao.

The Mandala Pure Land can lead to other Mandala Pure Lands. His human skin book connects to four Pure Lands, one of which is the Flesh and Blood Avalokitesvara.

Lu Wujiu had reason to suspect that the Flesh and Blood Guanyin was not in the land of Jiudao.

Otherwise, it is impossible that such a terrifying ability to bewitch others would remain unknown.

Even if we take a step back, if the Flesh and Blood Guanyin is in the land of Jiudao, Lu Wujiu should climb the stairs quickly, otherwise he will face this unknown and terrifying blow.

In short, the four pure lands that the human skin book leads to have a high probability of leading to Middle-earth.

At this moment, upon hearing these words, Sect Leader Shenxiao felt his scalp tingle, and a sense of extreme terror made his eyes brighten surprisingly.

The Land of Nine Paths doesn't know much about Middle-earth, but it also knows a lot.

Every once in a while, there would always be scattered monks from the Middle-earth who would fall into the land of the Nine Paths, bringing with them the secrets of the Middle-earth and revealing some of the secrets to the monks in the land of the Nine Paths.

Even this scaly armor is enough to make people yearn for it.

Rumor has it that there are as many people in the fourth grade of the Middle Earth as dogs, and people in the fifth grade of the Middle Earth are everywhere, and there are countless powerful people above that.

The root cause is that the water and soil nourish people.

If he could ascend to Middle-earth, Master Shenxiao didn't think he would fall behind.

At this moment, Master Shenxiao didn't know how the other Taoists would react after hearing the news.
But he was moved.

"Now that we have carried out the deification, what do you decide to do, fellow Daoist?"

"Based on folk mythology, he established the Immortal Court, opened the Cloud Palace, built the Jade Capital, appointed a Siming to manage the blessings of all living beings, established the Tianshu to compile the mysteries of all things, commanded the gods of the Five Mountains to guard the earth's veins, and sent the divine dragons of the four seas to bring rain and move clouds... There are so many things to do. What do you think, fellow Taoist?"

When Master Shenxiao heard this, an indescribable surge of anger rose in his chest.

Such a vision is truly grand.

"What should be done if the Xuanmen of the world are dissatisfied?"

"The way of reincarnation is as long-lived as heaven and earth. I don't believe that no one will follow me. If they still refuse to obey, I will win over some and suppress others. Those who follow will prosper and those who go against will perish."

"Wouldn't this cause chaos in the world?"

"A short pain is worse than a long one. Rather than waiting for a crisis to break out, it is better to unify us as soon as possible and become a united force."

"call……"

The headmaster of the Divine Sky Sect sighed softly, "Over the past millennia, the Haiyu Sect has accumulated countless lifespans and secretly eroded countless Xuanmen righteousnesses. If the Haiyu Sect raises a resistance, what should we do?"

"That would mean exposing the conspiracy in advance, before the other party completes the plot. In this way, the only way to determine who is stronger is to fight."

The head of the Shenxiao sect said nothing, but pondered secretly. He then stood up restlessly and paced back and forth in the living room, thinking and deducing.

After a long moment, he stopped and said, "You are absolutely right, Daoist friend. Looking across the world, there are countless people who exploit the common people in order to cultivate the Great Dao. It is time to unify the nine Daos, establish a mind for heaven and earth, and establish a destiny for the people!"

Lu Wujiu stood up and saluted, saying, "This is a matter of great importance. I would like to trouble you to travel far and wide to lobby those with aspirations."

The headmaster of Shenxiao nodded: "This is what we should do!"

The two of them then talked for a long time, and a flood that was about to sweep across the nine lands was finalized in this inconspicuous room.

After a long time, Master Shenxiao left quietly.

After sending off the headmaster of Shenxiao, Lu Wujiu secretly clenched his fists. Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. The timid ones will starve to death, and the bold ones will die of gluttony.

It will be difficult to ascend to the Ranzhen Dao in a short time, and the Fire Sword Dao requires a huge amount of resources. Hua Chaoge is eyeing him covetously in front, and Hai Yuzong is gritting his teeth and sucking blood behind. Since this is the case, he can only fight with all his might.

……

Shen Lin, the owner of Puhua Opera Troupe, also decided to give it a try.

Ever since he was invited by the Liangyi Sect to become a permanent member of the nursing home's opera troupe, he always went to the scene on every opera performance, even if he was just singing a supporting role to help his apprentices.

In the eyes of others, this matter was said to be a way for him to please Lu Wujiu, and he was willing to throw away the reputation he had earned for half his life.

But he knew that after struggling all his life, he could only see the light of day at Lao Lu Mountain.

Now, the dawn has appeared again.

The Liangyi Sect decided to hold an opening performance at the end of the month to share the joy with the people.

He didn't quite understand what it meant, but it probably meant holding a big show outside the nursing home so that villagers from all over the place could enjoy it together.

It can be predicted that this drama will be very lively.

This scene made Shen Lin dazed, and he recalled the big drama at the foot of Laolü Mountain on the 15th day of the second lunar month, Xuanyuan Festival, the year before last.

He left for some reason and missed the opportunity to climb the stairs.

This time he appeared again, regardless of whether the immortal appeared or not, he decided to try again.

For this purpose, the theater started to get busy half a month ago.

We were extremely busy from selecting songs, choosing actors, auditioning, to setting up the stage.

Outside Lao Lu Mountain, villagers from miles around were also looking forward to it. When they returned home at dusk, there would always be people who would take a detour to take a look at the stage that was being built higher and higher every day.

At the same time, an undercurrent swept across the Nine Paths.

The first person the Shenxiao Sect leader paid a visit to was Wudang Sect's Zhao Wuji. Logically speaking, Zhao Wuji had preceded him in joining the Netherworld Samsara Sect, so he should be considered his "senior brother."

However, the Netherworld Reincarnation Dao determines hierarchy based on the rank of the Daoist talismans, and both of them are of the ninth rank, so they are considered equal.

When Zhao Wuji heard the purpose of the Shenxiao Sect Leader's visit, his first reaction was shock, but more of a sense of sadness.

Such a major event was known to the head of Shenxiao Sect before him, and the reason could only be his cultivation level.

Yes, now that he has reached the second level of perfection, even though his future is bright and no one dares to underestimate him, he is ultimately only a second level of perfection. In the coming era of great struggle, it is unlikely that he will achieve anything.

This made him a little depressed.

Apart from accepting the offer, one can only try one's best to find an opportunity to ascend the ladder.

After notifying Zhao Wuji, the head of Shenxiao Sect visited each of them one by one based on many factors such as closeness to them, reputation in the martial arts world, etc.

It’s worth noting that he doesn’t open up to everyone.

He only lobbied a few close friends who he was confident he could convince, and for most of the others, he used the idea of ​​the underworld and reincarnation as bait to invite them into Lao Lu Temple.

If Lu Wujiu makes a unified announcement, it will save the effort of lobbying one by one and prevent the news from leaking out, which will make Hai Yuzong wary.

Time passes day by day.

Lao Lu Temple also gradually became lively.

At the end of April, the mobile troupe of Puhua Theater was finally set up at the foot of Laolu Mountain and was about to begin performances.

In April, the Lao Lu Mountain is covered with lush grass and flying birds. The sky is filled with tile-like clouds that look like dragon scales. In the eyes of experienced farmers, they calculate with their fingers that tonight will definitely be a good night for a sky full of stars.

It’s a blessing from heaven to be able to catch up with tonight’s big show.

By the afternoon, experienced villagers had already arrived early to line up.

However, the best seats are still occupied by the elderly people in the nursing home.

Fortunately, the Liangyi Sect had experience and built a theater at the foot of the mountain. The hillsides on both sides had already been cleared. The villagers stood or sat along the hillside, which not only provided a wide view but also did not affect the audience in the back row. It could be called a natural theater.

Shen Lin also arrived early. Since the night before, he started bathing, burning incense and fasting to eliminate foul air. Today he arrived even earlier. After inspecting the stage, he went into the backstage bamboo building prepared by the nursing home to prepare for makeup.

Jiang Wenyu was also very serious. A few days ago, he handed over the mundane affairs of the mountain gate and concentrated on preparing for ascending the stairs.

Such a large sect opened the door wide for him to ascend the ladder, and with abundant resources, everyone was united.

The foot of the mountain was busy, but on the mountainside there was a quiet place with a gurgling spring. Lu Wujiu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed in meditation, and four fourth-class monks sat around him.

They are Duan Lan, the head of Shenxiao Sect, Yan Qing, the head of Shangqing Sect, Lu Yan, the head of Louguan Sect, Zhao Wuji, the head of Wudang Sect, and Su Zhiyuan, the master of Langming Temple.

Upon closer inspection, most of them were Duan Lan’s close friends. They had even participated in the Battle of Dongyuan before, and they had a life-and-death friendship!
These people already knew the truth and were granted the Ninth-Rank Yin Scroll. Although they had long passed the initial excitement, they couldn't help but feel a little excited today.

Regardless of whether the Netherworld Reincarnation Path and the opening of the Immortal Court are successful or not, today will be recorded in history.

It was worth the trip!
As the sun was setting in the west, a streak of light passed by the outside of Lao Lu Mountain. When the light reached the sky above Lao Lu Mountain, the figure suddenly stopped. With his sharp eyesight, he took a quick look and immediately found where Lu Wujiu was, and then flew over.

After landing, I found out that it was Si Yebai from the Zhengyi Sect.

"Si Yebai of the Zhengyi Sect, nice to meet you fellow Taoists."

Lu Wujiu was like an old monk in meditation, ignoring everything and remaining silent and motionless.

Seeing Si Yebai frowning and feeling annoyed, the headmaster of Shenxiao Sect said loudly, "So it's Fellow Daoist Si Ye. Please take a seat!"

The Shenxiao Sect Master's initiative to speak eased Si Yebai's frown. Thinking about the matter concerning the Netherworld Samsara Path, he calmly found an empty spot to sit down and said in a voice transmission, "Fellow Daoist Duan, judging by the situation, you've invited quite a few people?"

Duan Lan replied: "Exactly!"

Si Yebai frowned, "Fellow Daoist Duan, have you truly discovered traces of the Netherworld Samsara Path?"

"Fellow Daoist, do you not trust me?"

"Of course he's trustworthy, but why is he chosen to be in Lao Lu Mountain? Could it be... Lu Wujiu is a member of the Netherworld Samsara Sect?"

"Haha... Daoist friend is indeed quick-witted."

"..."

Si Yebai's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly looked at Lu Wujiu. All kinds of information about Lu Wujiu flashed through his mind, and a sense of sudden enlightenment grew in his heart.

Ever since this boy made his mark in the martial arts world, he has always acted unexpectedly. It is quite possible that he is in the land of the underworld and reincarnation.

For a moment, Si Yebai's thoughts burst into thoughts, pondering the ultimate purpose of this event.

Not long after, a streak of light appeared in the sky again...

After a while, another wandering Taoist priest emerged from the forest as if possessed by some mysterious force...

Later on, more and more monks gathered.

Some of them came out of nowhere without any concealment.

Some of them blended into the crowd without being noticed, and sat cross-legged.

Others transformed into elks, jumped into the crowd, and transformed into human forms when they landed.

It can be said that the eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing his magical powers.

The reputation and connections of Duan Lan, the head of Shenxiao Sect, were also fully demonstrated at this moment.

Only if he personally steps in can he gather all the talented people from the Nine Paths.

These people, apart from the nine major sects' masters, or the high-ranking officials and great stewards who came on behalf of the masters, are the masters of the palaces and temples under the nine major sects.

At least he has reached the second level of great perfection in cultivation.

Looking around, this quiet place with gurgling mountain springs is now overcrowded with people. It is no longer elegant, and all that can be seen is the atmosphere of war.

With so many experts, not to mention the attendees were terrified;
Even the initiator, Master Shenxiao, felt a sense of being out of control.

If Lu Wujiu fails to win over the majority, a conflict is very likely to break out. When the war breaks out, even he cannot guarantee that he will escape unscathed.

The truth is that the Nine Paths Land has developed to this point, and the grudges among various sects are entangled and difficult to sort out. God knows for what strange reasons these monks will launch an attack.

The mountains are bathed in the setting sun, and the sky is dyed with rosy clouds.

As the afterglow of the setting sun faded into blue-gray embers, a thin smoke rose from the winding ridge of Lao Lu Mountain. As the darkness spread and human figures intertwined, Lu Wujiu quietly opened his eyes.

Although the cultivators present did not dare to be rude and used their spiritual senses to monitor the entire place, they were quick-witted enough to spot Lu Wujiu and all looked over at him.

"I am Lu Wujiu, a sixth-rank disciple of the Netherworld Samsara Dao. Nice to meet you fellow Daoists!"

Lu Wujiu stood motionless, his eyes sweeping across the monks present, nodding slightly in response, his attitude extremely arrogant.

However, the words of the "sixth-rank disciple of the Netherworld Samsara Sect" made the cultivators gasp for breath, and no one cared about the so-called impoliteness.

"Recently, rumors have been circulating in the martial arts world about the disaster caused by the East China Sea Fire Spirit. This is an attempt by this poor Taoist to tease the world with the Dyeing True Dao. To be honest with you fellow Taoists, the rumors are true. This poor Taoist did use the Dyeing True Dao. You fellow Taoists can also take a look and see if this Old Lushan is real or fake."

When these words were spoken, not only the cultivators present, but even the head of Shenxiao Sect was slightly stunned and shook his head for a long time.

Lu Wujiu's actions are always unexpected, so this statement may have a deeper meaning.

(End of this chapter)