Cultivating Immortals through Double Transmigration: The Horror World Becomes My Backyard

Lu Ming stood there motionless.

He had been prepared long ago. If he encountered some force majeure, he would communicate with the bronze gate in time to leave.

A strong Yin force rushed towards him.

Lu Ming's eyes were full of spiritual charm, and golden light flickered between his eyebrows.

The Taoist's clear and bright spiritual eyes and the Buddhist's heavenly eyes were opened at the same time.

Lu Ming was afraid of missing some details.

When the Yin soldiers came to the edge of Xuehua City, Lu Ming saw the specific appearance of the Yin soldiers in the dark clouds.

The ghosts showed crazy looks one by one.

They rushed into Xuehua City with their fangs and claws.

There were not many people left in this city, which was almost equivalent to an empty city.

Lu Ming saw the confusion in the eyes of these ghosts.

The forward steps paused for a moment.

Then, the Yin soldiers turned directly in front of Lu Ming and headed north.

Lu Ming's eyes condensed slightly, and his mood became heavier.

"Judging from the situation, it is highly likely that some powerful person is controlling it. Causal weapons cannot change their route midway... This is a bit troublesome."

Lu Ming followed the ghost soldiers.

He watched the ghost soldiers come to the city in the north. The residents of Xuehua City fled here. Most of them were killed by the ghost soldiers who suddenly appeared before they could settle down.

Similarly, the residents of this city who would not have been in trouble were also turned into ghosts when the ghost soldiers passed through.

Usually, the route of the ghost soldiers is a straight line, and they only travel the distance of three or four cities.

But this time, the ghost soldiers made a big turn when they passed through.

They came from the east, turned north, and then went to the city in the southwest, and finally disappeared in the city in the south.

The two innocent cities in the north and south that suffered the disaster would not have been visited by the ghost soldiers, but this time they were implicated and turned into strange areas.

The departure of the ghost soldiers turned into nothingness little by little and disappeared into the air.

Lu Ming saw it clearly, but he didn't see it clearly.

"Forget it, I can't afford to offend him."

Lu Ming left the horror world directly.

After observing the ghost soldiers this time, he completely gave up the idea of helping the horror world Tiandao.

There was a powerful person on the other side, what was his cultivation level?

Yuanying!

It was only one level. With such a tiny strength, he could only show off among his peers.

Facing the strong men of the older generation, he was just a piece of cake.

Giving up helping Tiandao, Lu Ming only lost a lot of merit.

In fact, it didn't affect him much.

Returning to the Enlightenment Court, Lu Ming sat in a wooden house on the edge of the cliff and began to practice with all his heart.

Enlightenment is enlightenment, but practice cannot be left behind.

A month after returning, Lu Ming felt that the jade slip left for the dragon Zuowu had sent a message.

"Is your injury healed?"

Lu Ming stood up and stretched his body.

He went down the mountain and left the academy cave, then flew towards the Molong River.

When he arrived at Hongyafang, Lu Ming found the owner of the place, Su Mu.

"I am sent by the academy with the imperial decree to confer the title on the dragon in the Molong River. You prepare the altar for the conferment by the Ministry of Rites."

Lu Ming handed the document from the Ministry of Rites to Su Mu.

Su Mu naturally remembered that Lu Ming was the immortal master who dealt with the flood last time.

After he bowed respectfully, he took the document from the Ministry of Rites, confirmed that it was correct, and then bowed to Lu Ming:"Please wait a moment, immortal master, we will prepare it now."

Lu Ming was not in a hurry. He found a chair and sat on the wall of Hongyafang, watching Su Mu directing his men to build the altar.

The human race has a special process for conferring titles.

Especially when conferring the title on the gods of mountains, rivers, lakes and reservoirs, because it is necessary to borrow the fortune of the dynasty, the emperor needs to issue an imperial decree in person.

This is only the first step.

If it is a great god of mountains and lakes, the emperor needs to come out in person to confer the title, because the fortune of the dynasty required is too strong, and the cultivators may not be able to bear it.

If it is to confer the title on a river king, the cultivators can come.

Like Lu Ming, the academy arranges people to come here to perform rituals.

Later, you need The local people witnessed the enthronement of He Bo.

They were told that this river had He Bo, and they could offer incense and pray for good weather.

In the end, He Bo was enthroned and accepted the dynasty's luck.

From then on, he could practice incense and vows and walk the path of Shinto.

Lu Ming didn't know much about Shinto.

He only knew that the most Shinto people in the world were the dragons.

The waters of the world were controlled by the dragons, and those who were good at walking on water and turning into dragons could ask the dynasty for a title, and the dynasty would generally not refuse.

Because the waters where the dragons were in charge would basically have good weather.

As for other races who wanted to become the masters of the river, It would be a bit difficult for a god to control an area of water.

Let’s not talk about whether the dynasty will confer it.

The dragon clan will not agree!

That’s right, the dragon clan is so overbearing.

Otherwise, they would not come here to check if it is an evil dragon after a snake or python turns into a dragon. If it is an evil dragon, it will be killed directly without being captured by others to tarnish the reputation of the dragon clan.

Except for the water area, the dragon clan will not care about other places.

No matter what famous mountains or swamps, they can confer it as they want.

However, Lu Ming has been here for more than ten years and has never seen a mountain god.

Even except for the river god Shui Bo, the dynasty of the Great Wilderness Ancient Domain seems to have never conferred a title. There were no other deities.

Not even a City God Temple.

Lu Ming once asked Dean Feng about this question.

Dean Feng just vaguely said that the imperial decree affected the fortune of the dynasty.

After that, he was reluctant to say more information.

However, in Lu Ming's opinion, since the imperial decree has been passed down since ancient times, it means that there have been imperial decrees for mountain gods in ancient times or even earlier.

As for why there is no mountain god now, no one knows.

After waiting for a long time, the altar on the side of the Molong River was built.

Lu Ming walked in the air and landed on the altar.

He took out the imperial decree, stared at the surface of the Molong River, and spoke with spring thunder.

"" Where is Jiaolong Zuowu!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally calm Molong River instantly boiled.

The water turned into a transparent dragon shadow and fell on the water surface.

The giant dragon bowed and saluted, and said in a deep voice:"Zouwu is here!"

This scene made the people watching on both sides of the Molong River exclaim again and again.

Lu Ming unfolded the imperial edict, which burst out with a strong dynasty's luck.

"The mountains and rivers are vast, the waters are surging, and the waters of the world are ruled by the dragon.……"

As Lu Ming's voice fell, the dynasty's luck on the imperial edict rose into the air and turned into words that only he and Zou Wu could see.

These words condensed in the air and then turned into a wave of water, rushing down towards Zou Wu's body.

""Ang!"

A dragon roared.

Zou Wu looked up to the sky and howled.

There was excitement and pain in his voice.

Large patches of crimson appeared on the dragon body formed by the condensation of water, and large pieces of dragon scales fell off his body.

Zou Wu struggled on the water in pain.

After Lu Ming finished reading the imperial edict, he looked at Zou Wu who was still being washed by the dynasty's luck.

He was waiting for Zou Wu's response.

However, the strength of this dragon was a little too weak.

It was still enduring the painful wash and could not get a response.

Lu Ming's eyes condensed, and the righteousness in his chest surged.

"Can Jiaolong Zuowu be granted a title by the emperor? Become the Lord of the Molong River?"

""Zou Wu... Wish!"

The dragon let out a long cry.

It broke away from the water and soared into the sky.

The water of the Molong River gradually receded, revealing a black dragon.

Lu Ming waved his hand, and the imperial edict in his hand turned into a stream of light and fell into the dragon's mouth.

Then the water that fell off the dragon turned into a clay sculpture in the shape of a dragon, which landed steadily on the edge of the Molong River.

Seeing this, Su Mu, the head of Hongyafang, immediately raised his arms and shouted.

""Send a few strong young men to carry He Bo to the temple!"

Eight strong young men immediately jumped out from the crowd watching in Hongyafang, and quickly tied up the clay sculpture with red ropes, and worked together to lift it and walked towards Hongyafang.

Lu Ming picked up an apple from the altar, put it to his mouth and took a big bite.

"Okay, next time I have incense to burn, I won't feel any pain."

In mid-air, Zou Wu turned his head and looked at Lu Ming.

"Thank you, senior!"