Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

The green-robed immortal official sent Song Xuan to his new post and gave him a gift. After feeling less guilty, he couldn't wait to leave.

He was afraid that if he left too late, Song Xuan would regret it.

Seeing the green-robed immortal official hurriedly leaving, Song Xuan's mouth curled up.

How unpopular is this land god among the immortals? In order to prevent him from regretting his decision, the superiors even send gifts to their subordinates to win him over.

After watching the other person's figure completely disappear, Song Xuan remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to add the other party's communication method.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the green-robed immortal official had no intention of revealing his own name from beginning to end.

What do you mean?

Is this because they are afraid that Song Xuan will regret it later and cause trouble, or are they afraid that he will know his name and make voodoo dolls and curse him in the future?

Song Xuan didn't care whether the position of Land God was good or not. His main consideration was that this position of God offered a lot of leisure and freedom. As for other benefits and promotions, he didn't care.

He raised his hand, made a seal, and cast a dust-removing spell. Gusts of fresh breeze swirled through the land temple, and soon, the weeds and dust in the yard were cleared away.

Taking a cushion from the storage ring, Song Xuan sat cross-legged in front of the statue of the land god and began to meditate.

In this ancient world, the spirit of immortals is extremely rich. Although he ascended to the upper realm, he did not experience the heavenly tribulation after all, and was not tempered by the light of ascension.

Therefore, next, he needs to absorb the immortal energy and use the immortal energy to strengthen his own magic power, physical body, soul, Tao fruit and even inner world.

While absorbing immortal energy to temper himself, Song Xuan was communicating with the afterimage of his obsession in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The afterimage of obsession at this moment is becoming more and more illusory, and seems to be about to dissipate at any time.

The afterimage of obsession, "I'm leaving."

Song Xuan was not surprised, and just asked, "Why don't you take a look at this wonderful prehistoric world?"

The image of the obsession laughed, "That's your business. The purpose of my existence is to see my reincarnated self escape and ascend to the upper realm. Now that the obsession is fulfilled, it should naturally dissipate."

Song Xuan was silent for a moment, "I've always wanted to ask you, you've been planning for countless years, how many plans did you make back then?"

Obsession afterimage, "To be honest, there are three in total."

"The first plan, which was the least costly, aimed to escape, but unfortunately it failed."

"The second plan was originally to sacrifice Yao Yue, but I knew you would definitely not agree, so I made some changes. At the cost of losing an immortal soul clone, I will create a world god!"

“This plan has a good chance of success, but it also has certain risks.

I cannot guarantee how quickly the World God's incarnation's humanity will dissipate, and I'm not sure if he can help us escape before his humanity completely dissipates.

I can only say that I was lucky and the second plan was successful."

Song Xuan frowned and thought for a moment, then continued, "What about the third plan?"

The smile on the Obsession's face disappeared, and he said in a deep voice: "I won't tell you the specific plan, but in short, it will definitely be difficult for you to accept. You probably don't want to live as lonely as Wang Lin, right?"

Song Xuan was silent, feeling a little lucky.

Wang Lin is very strong and will become even stronger in the future, but Song Xuan does not envy him at all, and dares not live like him.

When Song Xuan saw Wang Lin, his first reaction was that he had been living in his own obsession. It could be said that his entire life was sustained by this obsession.

It makes me tired just thinking about it.

After a brief silence, Song Xuan asked, "Before I leave, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

The afterimage of obsession laughed, "There's nothing much to explain, I've given you everything I deserve.

The skills that can be practiced continuously, the main god's body that can protect himself in the upper world of Honghuang, the Xuantian Moshi disk, and the connections that he has made in the lower world in the past, all of these can become the capital for your rise in Honghuang.

If there is anything I really want to explain, it is only one thing: when you have achieved success in your cultivation and are confident in yourself, go and find the incarnation of the World God.

No matter whether you choose to take the mythical Daluo path or the ancient Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian path, this missing part of the soul must be found back!

You can do without it, but you can’t live without it! ”

Song Xuan nodded, "Anything else?"

"Gone!"

"Don't you plan to preserve and inherit your memories from when you were the Xuantian Lord God?"

The image of obsession shook his head, "No need for that. Apart from scheming and plotting, I'm also vicious and cruel. I treat everything around me as a pawn. That kind of me is not the person I want to be.

The memories before crossing to Blue Star, that is the real me, the original me.

You are now exactly who I have always wanted to be. You have achieved it, and I am very satisfied!"

As he spoke, he laughed heartily, "My sister is very cute, and my Taoist partner is also perfect. Song Xuan, seeing all this, I feel that my decision to give up everything and reincarnate was absolutely correct!

As for the memories of your previous life in the Abyss, just treat them as a faulty piece of code that was deleted. There's nothing to be nostalgic about! "

With a long laugh, the remaining shadow of obsession completely dissipated in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In essence, he was just a shadow left behind from long ago, just to be able to see his reincarnated self ascend to the upper realm with his own eyes.

Now that the obsession has been fulfilled, it will naturally dissipate.

Song Xuan was silent for a long time, feeling empty inside. Another familiar figure disappeared.

There is nothing that can be done about it. As you go along the path of cultivation, there will be fewer and fewer people around you. He has been mentally prepared since he embarked on this path.

...

Three days later, Song Xuan got up from the mat.

After three days of baptism and tempering by the immortal energy, there is no trace of the breath of the lower world on him. The whole person is full of immortal energy and has reached the best state.

He took out the communication jade slip from the storage ring, and probed his spiritual sense into it. It was dim and there was no one to communicate with.

It was obvious that the communication methods of the lower realm had lost all their functions in this primitive upper realm. It was no longer possible to rely on communication to find Song Qian, Yao Yue and others.

Fortunately, his martial arts spirit has not been idle during these three days. Preliminary deductions have confirmed that there should be no problem with the condition of Song Qian and others.

Song Xuan was actually not that worried about Erni and his wife.

As for these two people, Yao Yue is good at protecting his life, and before ascending, he received the last gift from the incarnation of the World God, so he has no problem protecting himself.

As for Song Erni, there was even less to worry about. She had been with him for so many years and had studied for so long. With her great luck, she would definitely do better than him as her brother.

Thinking of this, Lord Song felt much more relaxed. He took out the jade slips he needed for his work and began to play the role of the land god, preparing to sort out his work first.

Chapter 943: You don’t consider me, the God of Land, as a cadre, right?

The jade slips of the land god's work are mainly divided into three parts.

One part is a list of local creatures, whether they are humans or monsters, as long as they have intelligence, they are included in the record.

Song Xuan’s main task in the future is to continuously improve this list. Those who are not recorded need to be recorded, and those who have died need to be deleted.

Similar to household registration management.

The second part is the reporting system. If you encounter something difficult to handle within your jurisdiction, you need to report it in a timely manner.

Song Xuan took a look at the records reported by the previous land god. The last record was more than a hundred years ago.

As for the content of the report, it was that a powerful monster passed by in the jurisdiction, and the higher authorities were requested to send strong people to control it in time to avoid accidents.

Song Xuan looked at the report record silently.

If there were no accidents, then an accident must have happened, otherwise, the position of land god would not have been vacant for a hundred years, and finally it would have been Song Xuan's turn to take over.

From this perspective, although the land god has an easy job and free time, if he is unlucky, his mortality rate seems to be quite high.

As for the third part, it can be understood as a work log.

For example, what did you do in your jurisdiction during your tenure? Did you implement the spirit of Heaven that God serves the people and benefits them? Did you diligently and responsibly maintain the dignity of Heaven?

Have you made a significant contribution in collecting incense?

erm...

Song Xuan rubbed his chin. It was quite formal. Regardless of the specific implementation, it was obvious that the Heavenly Court did have a complete system for governing the prehistoric world.

After sorting out his work tasks, Song Xuan took out the Ruyi crystal ball and wanted to try out how large the range of exploration his soul strength could support as a congenital god and demon.

Soon, he got the exact answer.

Two million miles in diameter!

This was just the power of the martial arts soul, the magic soul was not even activated. If the two souls activated their power at the same time, the detection range within the Ruyi crystal ball would probably increase exponentially.

Song Xuan was very satisfied with the result.

In terms of cultivation level, he can only be regarded as a celestial immortal now, but in terms of other aspects, he is far beyond the level of a true immortal, and he is not afraid at all when encountering a golden immortal.

This is also the reason why he dared to be the land god in the ancient times when he first arrived.

After determining his detection range, he selected his jurisdiction. According to the map, his jurisdiction was located at the transportation hub of Southern Continent.

This place is adjacent to the East China Sea. If you want to enter the territory of Dongsheng Shenzhou, it is also an important transportation route. The location is very critical. No wonder the higher authorities in heaven insisted on finding an immortal to come here to be the land god.

The ordinary underworld gods who come here to serve as land gods cannot control the situation at all!

Song Xuan spent the whole day studying the map in the crystal ball. Wherever he wanted to see, he just had to click and zoom in. If he wanted, he could even clearly see the pores on everyone's face in the crystal ball.

When I was in the lower realm before, I could find out anything with just a glance of my divine sense.

But this is the primitive world, and it seems that one cannot release divine thoughts at will, as it may easily cause unnecessary trouble. However, the feeling of peeping through the crystal ball makes Song Xuan feel a different kind of excitement.

After roughly observing the area with a diameter of two million miles, unfortunately, Song Erni and Yao Yue were nowhere to be seen. Even Wang Lin, Chen Nan, Zi Jin Shenlong and others were nowhere to be found.

The prehistoric world is too vast. An area of ​​several million miles is not very impressive in the southern continent, let alone trying to find a few people in this almost boundless prehistoric world.

After observing for a whole day and gaining a general understanding of the situation within a million miles in diameter, Song Xuan lost interest. He sat cross-legged on the cushion in the land temple, casually set up a ban, and began to continue practicing.

For the time being, there is no danger around. Although there are a few demon cultivators and a few cultivation sects in some deep mountains and old forests, their strength is very average, not even to the level of immortals, and is not worth mentioning.

He summarized the situation he had discovered. It was hard to say about other places, but here in Jambudvīpa, it seemed to be a humanitarian country.

Cities and villages were everywhere, which was completely different from what he had imagined before ascending, that everyone was a cultivator. Most of the humans in the human kingdom had no trace of cultivation at all.

Song Xuan guessed that it should be related to the great catastrophe of wizards and demons in ancient times. Later, the Jade Emperor re-established the Heavenly Court and took charge of the prehistoric continent. In order to prevent similar catastrophes from happening again, the Heavenly Court should have formulated strict rules in terms of cultivation.

The people in the humane country are not allowed to practice cultivation, or it is difficult for them to come into contact with cultivation. Even if they step into the world of cultivation by chance, their progress in cultivation is very slow.

Song Xuan had no idea about this. As the god of land, the simpler the situation of the creatures under his rule, the better. It would be of no benefit to him if it was complicated.

For the next period of time, Song Xuan spent time in seclusion.

The Xuantian creation method left by his previous life is already very perfect. He only needs to practice it step by step. His accumulation in the lower realm is enough, and he is not short of immortal stones for the time being. After a few years of stability, he may be able to try to trigger the second decline of heaven and man.

After about a month of seclusion, Song Xuan opened his eyes, raised his hand and pointed at the Ruyi crystal ball. Soon, the map of his jurisdiction was called out and began to expand continuously as his mind changed.

After all, it is your own territory. When you have free time during practice, you still have to pay attention to it occasionally and see the lives of ordinary people. It can be regarded as a touch of color in the boring practice.

But soon, Song Xuan felt something was wrong.

"That's strange, why are there so many people bathing today?"

"They are all young and beautiful girls. Could it be that they know that I, the land god, have taken office and are giving me some benefits?"

Song Xuan was confused, but his expression didn't change at all.

At his level, the skin of a mortal no longer holds any appeal to him. He only wants to know what is going on in his jurisdiction.

Time passed by little by little, and the sky turned dark. In Song Xuan's sight, hundreds of young girls, after bathing and changing clothes, were led by officials, step by step, towards a mountain.

When Song Xuan explored this mountain through the map before, he just glanced at it casually. Because he didn't sense any strong aura, he ignored it.

At this moment, Song Xuan curiously enlarged the misty mountain and observed it carefully. Then, halfway up the mountain, he saw a mountain temple that looked like a palace.

The petty Lord Song was immediately dissatisfied.

What do you mean?

You don't consider me, a grassroots land god, as a cadre, right?

We are both grassroots priests, but I, the land god, live in a small, shabby temple, while the mountain god not far away can live in a palace?

Isn't this discrimination too obvious?

Chapter 944: Little mountain god, why don’t you bow to me when you see me!

In Song Xuan's sight, those girls who were dressed up beautifully after bathing and changing clothes were guided by officials to the outside of the mountain god temple. They knelt on the ground one by one, not daring to breathe.

Among the crowd of officials, a middle-aged man in an official robe stepped out. He first bowed three times from a distance towards the mountain god temple, and then turned to look at the crowd.