I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 178 Haotian God
Shen Lin's words were like a dragonfly skimming the water, creating ripples in the hearts of the cultivators.

Especially the fourth-class cultivators representing the nine major sects, when they looked at each other, they saw some confusion and shock in each other's eyes.

Did they not even notice that any immortal had come?
But Shen Lin was able to reach the second rank because of this, and even used the Liyuan One-Nine Transformation Technique to learn three-tenths of the immortals' magical powers, which made them believe it.

The Land of Nine Paths is a small world with a maximum limit of five levels. Where do the immortals come from?

Could it be Emperor Yin?
A sense of enlightenment grew in the hearts of all the cultivators. At this time, only Yin Tianzi could explain the various opportunities that happened to Shen Lin.

It seems that Emperor Yin also attached great importance to this matter. He came with great supernatural powers and watched Shen Lin's stage unexpectedly, which prompted Shen Lin to ascend to the second rank.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, since you are an immortal, how can we mortals spy on you? Fellow Daoist, using the way of the opera, you can sense the immortal. This is a great blessing, and it is worth celebrating!"

The headmaster of Shenxiao responded loudly, feeling somewhat calmer.

Lu Wujiu once said, "There are some things that only subordinates can make decisions on." Now it seems that this is indeed true.

Shen Lin showed a bit of regret on his face, but still bowed and said, "Senior, you are absolutely right! I am sorry to bother you. Goodbye!"

Lu Wujiu said, "Since you're here, if you have nothing else to do, why not sit down and listen?"

Shen Lin glanced at the hundreds of people present and knew that this gathering was of a very high standard. He happily agreed, "Thank you for your patience."

As he spoke, he happened to see Jiang Wenyu behind the crowd. He hurried over and was surprised to find that Jiang Wenyu had also reached the second level. He sent a voice message, "When did fellow Daoist Jiang reach the second level?"

Jiang Wenyu smiled and said, "Just now, it was almost a few sticks of incense."

Shen Lin looked confused.

Jiang Wenyu smiled and said, "To be honest, fellow Daoist, this grand performance is not only your ascension ceremony, but also my ascension ceremony."

An indescribable mysterious feeling came over Shen Lin's heart. How could climbing the stairs be like this?
While the two were whispering in private, the monks beside the mountain spring also unanimously agreed on the candidate of Haotian God. Shen Lin was shocked by the words and quickly asked through voice transmission:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, what do the seniors and fellow Daoists mean by the Immortal Court and the Lord of Heaven?"

Jiang Wenyu also joined in halfway through. He listened to the general idea, but he also figured out the details. Hearing this, he said proudly:

"It's a stroke of luck for you and me to ascend the stairs today! Let me tell you, fellow Daoist, that my sect's head, Lu Wujiu, has gathered heroes from all over the world. We intend to establish an Immortal Court, build Jade Capital, establish the laws of heaven, and unify the nine paths. We are currently discussing the selection of the Immortal Court's Haotian God!"

Shen Lin was stunned: "Build Yujing and set the rules of heaven?"

Before he could react, Jiang Wenyu suddenly revealed a hint of the cunning of a wandering cultivator and whispered, "You and I have ascended the stairs and participated in the meeting. Who knows, we might even be able to get a small official position. The small official position now will become a high-ranking immortal in the Immortal Court in the future."

Shen Lin was shocked when he heard this, and quickly said modestly: "Fellow Daoist, you are joking. I am lucky to have reached the second rank. How dare I seek the immortal status?"

"Hey, you can't say that!"

Jiang Wenyu said proudly:

"Fellow Daoist, you may not know this, but my sect leader is a disciple of the Netherworld Samsara Dao. Just now, the sect leader said that those who are ranked among the immortals will be given the Samsara Dao Scroll, enjoying eternal reincarnation and a lifespan equal to heaven and earth. What else could this be but future immortals?"

Shen Lin, who was already shocked, became even more shaken after hearing this.

If you join the immortal class, you can enjoy reincarnation forever. Isn’t this the lifelong pursuit of cultivators?
At this moment, Shen Lin's eyes suddenly became fanatical, and when he looked at Lu Wujiu, he became more grateful.

Because of Lu Wujiu's words of retention, it can be said to be a bond between immortals and mortals.

Under Shen Lin's attention, the meeting beside the nameless spring in Laolu Mountain also discussed the establishment of official positions in the Immortal Court.

Lu Wujiu said, "My fellow Daoists, establishing an immortal court is unprecedented in history, so we must proceed with extreme caution! Those who wish to join us in this great undertaking will remain and participate in the subsequent affairs. If not, please leave."

Obviously, discussing official positions means discussing how to divide the power of the Immortal Court, that is, to divide the world.

This step involves a small meeting, so Lu Wujiu is naturally unwilling to make a public appearance.

At the same time, whether the plan of the Immortal Court can be launched has reached a critical moment.

If everyone leaves, the so-called Immortal Court will be nothing but a joke;
If half of the people left, it would be just a loose organization for the newly born Immortal Court.

Only if half of the people are left, and more than half of the nine major sects are left, can the Immortal Court gain a foothold and plan for the next step of development.

Although Lu Wujiu finished speaking, the cultivators looked at each other in confusion. Some discussed in whispers, some had no expression on their faces, and some asked questions, but no one chose to leave.

Not to mention anything else, just the inheritance of the Netherworld Reincarnation Path is enough to make them jealous.

Seeing this, Lu Wujiu continued, "The Immortal Court is related to the inheritance of the Nine Thousand-Year Mysterious Sects. I have to say something that may offend some people. If you stay, anyone who has cultivated forty years or more will be immediately granted the Netherworld Samsara Path Ninth Rank Yin Talisman and be ranked in the Immortal Class. Once you enter the Immortal Class, you will be bound by the Heavenly Rules from now on. You will have no control over your own actions. Please consider this carefully."

When these words were spoken, many monks looked hesitant.

They originally stayed to find out what happened next, but now they were asked to join immediately, which was indeed a bit unexpected.

For a moment, all the cultivators' eyes fell on the nine major sects.

To be precise, it is the Eight Great Mysterious Gates, because Dongyuan has been destroyed.

It is worth mentioning that Lao Lushan also invited the Fangzhong School, but the attendee was the head of Nanyang Huanxi Hall of the Fangzhong School, not the top leaders of the Fangzhong School.

At this time, the eight major sects looked at each other and stood still.

In this era of great contention, if you leave now, it will be difficult to join again.

Besides, the Immortal Court is not going to annex their entire sect. At worst, they can resign from their positions in the sect and join the Immortal Court in their own capacity. This will not affect their personal prospects or the future of their sect.

If these people don't leave, the masters of the remaining palaces and temples will not dare to leave.

"If you have considered it carefully, please accept the ordination!"

Seeing this, Lu Wujiu suppressed his pounding heart and waved his hand. Countless Yin Scrolls emerged and scattered in all directions.

Upon seeing this, all the great cultivators rushed to grab them. In just a few moments, all the Yin Lu were divided up.

Shen Lin, who was behind the crowd, also received a Yin Lu. He was so excited that his heart was pounding and he couldn't wait to take it into his body.

When the Yin Lu enters the body, a mysterious feeling arises.

His divine sense probed into it and vaguely sensed an indescribable vast world from the Yin Lu.

Shen Lin tried to inject magic power again, and the rolling Yin energy was transformed out. This gave him an epiphany. Is this the origin of the word "Netherworld"?

While Shen Lin was groping, other cultivators were also trying to gain insights.

Compared with the perceptions of other cultivators, Lu Wujiu's human skin book has already caused a huge storm.

He could clearly feel that the first person to hold the Yin Lu was Shen Lin. The moment he held it, a hint of "imitation" began to grow in the human skin book.

Since then, the idea of ​​imitation has been introduced into the human skin book.

Then a wisp of wind, like a strong wind from ten thousand feet in the sky, added a third of its fierceness.
Then a heavy touch sank into the earth, as if the Fengdu Luoshan Mountain painted with brush and ink became more and more solid and heavy, like the land of the human world.

Before Lu Wujiu could analyze it carefully, the human skin book trembled slightly, and the surrounding mountains, which seemed to be seen in the fog, suddenly became clear.

No, how is this clear?

This is clearly the human skin book expanding its territory!
The world outside Fengdu Luoshan became real at this moment, and the eighteen levels of hell were outlined one by one.

"Thorn-"

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, dimly illuminating the stars behind the night sky. Those were the Louguan stars rendered by the Zhengyi Dao.

"Whoosh--" A few breezes rose from the top of Fengdu Luo Mountain out of thin air. That was the reality bestowed by the Shangqing Avenue, filling in the details of the world.

The candles in the Sutra Library were still emitting a faint light as usual, illuminating the increasingly dense bookshelves. In a daze, Zhou Zhong suddenly looked at the candles, then glanced around, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt that the world seemed to have changed.

However, upon closer inspection, everything remains the same as before.

He shook his head, thinking that he had just fallen into the book bag and was distracted. This situation happened frequently when he was young and studying.

He didn't notice that in the area illuminated by the candle, a few specks of dust were floating up and down, like insignificant elves, but highlighting the reality of the world.

The world outlined by the words in the book quietly became a reality with the blessing of hundreds of top monks.

Lu Wujiu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

"confused!"

An illusory sound that did not exist came from his body. It was the sound of Ran Zhendao breaking through to the fourth level.

However, compared to Ran Zhendao, he cares more about the evolution of the human skin book.

He had a hunch that if he expanded the human skin realm, he would be able to accommodate Lao Lushan.

And he did.

"Ok?"

The cultivators who were comprehending the Yin Talisman suddenly changed their expressions and saw the scenery around them suddenly change.

The old Lushan Mountain with green mountains and clear waters one moment turned into Fengdu Luoshan Mountain with gusts of cold wind the next second. The monks sat cross-legged on the open space on the mountainside, with a gurgling mountain spring next to them, but the water flowing out was cold water with gusts of cold wind.

Looking around, the mountain top is covered by mist, and the crimson palace and flying pavilions are shrouded in red.

Looking down, I saw wronged souls and evil spirits wandering in front of the gate of hell on the narrow path at the foot of the mountain, and the mountains stretched out in the distance.

Ran Zhendao?
When the cultivators were stunned, they subconsciously used their magical powers to observe, and were surprised to find that this was the real world.

Those with quick minds were surprised to find that the Yin Lu, which had been unremarkable just now, had quietly become active here. When they raised their heads, a cold wind surrounded their fingertips, and dust cheered around them. Everything around them was obeying their orders and cheering their arrival.

"This is where?"

Someone asked in a lost voice.

When they subconsciously looked at Lu Wujiu, they were shocked because they saw "majesty".

That was the strict hierarchy coming from the Yin Lu.

This majesty made their Yin Lu tremble, feel fearful, and terrified, and the emotions were even transmitted to them.

"This is the Netherworld where Emperor Yin sits down. When you receive the Yin Scroll, you will become officials of this world. The Yin Scroll is both a Taoist scroll and a pass to this world."

Lu Wujiu said in a deep voice: "From now on, you can use the Yin Lu to travel to this world, report on your work, listen to scriptures, gather, trade, and receive decrees!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned, and no longer had any doubts about the ability of the Netherworld Samsara Sect.

This is the majesty that the Immortal Court should have!
At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly came from all directions: "Announce Lu Wujiu and the cultivators above the fourth level!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Wujiu quickly stood up and bowed in agreement: "Yes!"

In the field, the fourth-class monks stood up one after another, each with a look of surprise and confusion on their faces, and sent messages to Lu Wujiu, asking what had happened.

"Don't you all know? This is Emperor Yin's audience!"

Lu Wujiu smiled and deliberately summoned the sixth-grade Yin Talisman. As he infused his magic power, numerous talismans spread out, opening a passage. He saluted politely and said:

"Everyone, please!"

Several fourth-class cultivators looked at each other in bewilderment. However, Sect Leader Shenxiao had some experience and took the lead to step in.

The others took a deep breath and followed closely.

Lu Wujiu walked at the end. The moment he stepped into the passage, the passage closed, leaving only the cultivators below the fourth level looking at each other in bewilderment.

When the fourth-class monk walked through the corridor, he was surprised to find that Lu Wujiu, who was walking at the end, had appeared in front of him.

Looking around again, I found myself in a huge square maze.

This maze seemed to be constructed from countless squares, with only four main doorways on all four sides. Even though everyone present was knowledgeable, they were still shocked and breathed rapidly when they first saw this mandala pure world.

Because of his advanced cultivation, he was even more astonished at the extraordinary nature of this mandala pure land.

Not to mention them, Lu Wujiu, who had reached the fourth level of the steps, also had a feeling of rediscovering the pure realm of the mandala.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that it is worthy of being called the Mandala Pure Land of the "Golden Embryo Buddha Mother".

Under his guidance, everyone came to the center of the mandala.

The lotus seat in his heart had turned into an ordinary cattail mat, and Yin Tianzi, wearing a pure white Taoist robe and a lotus crown on his head, was sitting cross-legged.

As everyone walked in, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Your humble servant Lu Wujiu pays homage to the Lord of Heaven!"

Upon hearing this, all the monks followed suit and bowed together.

"Your humble servants, Si Yebai and Yan Qing... pay their respects to the Lord of Heaven!"

"Haotian God?"

Yin Tianzi muttered the title, shook his head and said, "Such a title is fine for this world to amuse itself, but if you ever come to the Middle-earth, don't speak nonsense and make a fool of yourself."

"Here!"

Lu Wujiu bowed, and these seemingly humble words actually confirmed the secret that Emperor Yin came from the Central Plains, which made the cultivators feel shaken.

I thought to myself, Haotian God doesn’t dare to call himself that, but he dares to call himself the Son of Yin.

It seems that even if Yin Tianzi's cultivation level is not the best, he is still among the best.

"The land of the Nine Paths is in danger of a great catastrophe. We have established the Immortal Court to share the hardship. Lu Wujiu, you have done well. I grant you the fifth-grade talisman."

As Yin Tianzi spoke, he waved his hand and a fifth-grade Yin Lu flew over.

Lu Wujiu took it and bowed, saying, "I thank God for the gift of the talisman!"

"Since we have established the Celestial Court, we will follow the legends of the Nine Daos and establish three officials and nine departments. I will appoint you as the Celestial Court Master and temporarily lead the Celestial Court. The specific division of powers and responsibilities will be presided over by you. Go!"

Without waiting for Lu Wujiu to reply, Yin Tianzi waved his hand, appearing nonchalant.

In an instant, the layers of maze in the pure land of the mandala suddenly reversed, and countless walls overlapped with each other, with the outer layers moving inward and the inner layers retreating to the outer layers. In just a moment, everyone was outside the city and could no longer see Yin Tianzi.

The cultivators who had not been able to say a word when they met the Emperor were all shocked, and their eyes suddenly became fanatical as they looked at Lu Wujiu.

(End of this chapter)