The years when I explored the fairyland

Chu Zhou's character is to plan before taking action.

Since knowing that Zhou Juetian is the world of the ghost clan, he has spared no effort to dig deep and understand the ghost clan in recent years.

The courses in the Jieying Hall, the storytellers in Wanxian City, the communication with immortals in other realms, etc.

The Ghost Fortress is one of the results, but it is by no means the only result!

And Chu Zhou feels that the ghost clan is really powerful and really fragile.

The reason for this contradiction is largely because the ghost clan does not belong to the human world.

Because they do not belong to the human world, many of the methods of the resentful ghosts, such as invisibility, wall penetration, cold wind, ghost wall, etc., are almost impossible for mortals to protect.

It is difficult for ordinary warriors to cause substantial damage!

But because they do not belong to the human world, the environment of the human world has great restrictions on them.

If there is no protection from the power of the netherworld, once the gray clouds in the sky disperse and the light of the sun star shines, they will be shattered.

Therefore, the most important thing to deal with ghosts and ghosts is to prescribe the right medicine!

Looking at all the methods Chu Zhou knows, the most effective one was actually given by the Immortal Jieyin a long time ago - conferring the title of ghosts and gods!

The Shinto system is also divided into many categories, and ghosts and gods are one of them.

It is to use incense from the human world as offerings, reach an agreement with ghosts, worship ghosts to become gods, make them stronger, and then control other ghosts, and establish the Yinsi City God with the netherworld, so as to keep a place stable.

According to the regulations of the heavenly court, there are government offices in the human world to manage the affairs of the Yang world; there are city gods in the netherworld to govern the ghosts in the netherworld.

The two complement each other, and only then can the order of the Yin and Yang worlds be straightened out.

Moreover, if there is a Yinsi City God, mortals can still enjoy the Yin life after death, and there will be a way to reincarnate in the future.

If you are still unwilling to die, you can also be a Yin official, you can become a ghost official, accumulate merits, and you can also climb step by step.

It can be said that there are many benefits!

However, why would Chu Zhou hesitate about such a good thing?

It's very simple, but it's not easy!

In the netherworld, ghosts are rampant. How can you build the City God's netherworld just because you want to?

It's like starting with a bowl. You have to conquer such a big world!

The cloud head pressed down, and in a flash it was on the ground. Here, a mountain was cut off from the top and built into a square altar.

Down from the altar, in the four directions, all the redundant ones were flattened, and steps facing the four directions were built.

On the steps, there were flags, some of which were tattered, some were stained with blood, and some were painted with many beasts, roaring and roaring.

These were all flags used by Baidi and Donghuang City. They looked strange, but in fact, each one was a bloody flag on the battlefield.

Each side was guarded by countless soldiers and carried the beliefs of countless soldiers.

Under the big flag, there was almost always a soldier standing, fully armed, holding his weapon, looking around, his eyes were as cold as a knife.

These were all the most elite warriors of the two cities, fighting on the battlefield, fighting against the sky, fighting against beasts, fighting against people, and iron blood soaked their bodies and souls.

The wind was howling, and the flags were fluttering. Although it was a ceremony of enthronement, there was a strong sense of killing, which filled the world.

Chu Zhou led the way, followed by Donghuang and Baidi on both sides. They walked to the heights, seemingly easy, but every step was heavy.

Until the altar, a big tripod stood in the center, and there was a white-haired old man sitting cross-legged.

His face was thin, but his figure was very tall, with messy white hair and sharp eyes. Even if he was sitting there, he was like a tiger, a bear, and a general who had survived a hundred battles, with blood staining the sky.

Even Chu Zhou bowed slightly when he saw this person, saying, "I am a junior student, and I am honored to meet you, senior."

The old man slowly raised his head and grinned at Chu Zhou: "Haha, I didn't expect that my broken body could be so useful!!!"

He no longer had many front teeth, and when he smiled, his gums were exposed, and a cold and murderous aura came to his face.

But if you look again, his eyes are clear, his expression is calm, and he is even a little happy.

Although the Dongtian human race is divided into two branches, there are always conflicts at ordinary times, but in the secret realm, they always work together to face the national crisis.

The demon race is powerful, but the human race is not just a food supply, because there are always some generous and tragic people among the human race, who are willing to sacrifice themselves to the Tao, stop the war with killing, protect the safety of the human race, and seek peace in the world.

This is what the ordinary Dongtian human race calls the demon hunters, and they call themselves the "Stop the War Society".

In fact, they don't care about the difference between cities, and they are almost always on the road to kill demons.

Although they have never changed the overall situation, even the craziest monsters are somewhat afraid because of them.

Because they are also afraid of being on the list of the Zhige Society and facing endless assassinations from nowhere.

And the old man in front of him, named Si Yuanyou, is the leader of the Zhige Society.

Before Chu Zhou entered the cave, this man had a higher reputation among the human race in the cave than Baidi and Donghuang.

Because, in his life, he was either killing monsters or on the way to killing monsters. Countless people in Donghuang City and Baidi City have killed monsters with him.

He has saved countless human races, and countless people have set up ancestral tablets for him at home.

That is why he became the most suitable candidate.

Baidi choked up in his throat and wanted to say something but was speechless. Donghuang looked solemn and said softly: "It is our incompetence that disturbed the senior's cultivation."

"Haha, don't be so childish. In fact, you don't know how happy I am after knowing this!"

Waving his hands, he said: "Okay, don't drag it out, start quickly, don't delay me from going to the Yintu to fight!"

"Respect the elder's wishes!"

The White Emperor responded, turned around and looked at Chu Zhou, and said: "Let's start?"

"Who will come to the heavenly prayer?"

"This is a matter between the two cities, so we should come together!"

"Okay!"

As he said this, Chu Zhou took a step and arrived in front of the big cauldron. He raised his hand and three pillars of merit incense appeared in his hand.

He blew a breath, and the merit incense ignited without wind, igniting sparks.

Chu Zhou bowed three times respectfully, and then inserted the merit incense into the big cauldron. He saw the incense smoke rising to three feet, as if it sank into an unknown place and disappeared.

This is called looking up three feet to see the gods!

In fact, the merit incense has passed through the gap in space and entered the unknown area. If there is an accurate target, it may be obtained by the target.

At this time, Baidi and Donghuang both stepped forward. They each took out a memorial, opened it, and spoke in unison:

"The sky and the earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and wild. I obey the command of heaven and respectfully worship the vast heaven. The ghosts invaded, the yin and yang were disordered, the people suffered, and the human race was in danger.

May the heaven open a ray of light and pity us, pity us!"

"I obey the command of heaven and respectfully worship the vast heaven. The ghosts invaded, the yin and yang were disordered, the people suffered, and the human race was in danger.

May the heaven open a ray of light and pity us, pity us!"

At the beginning, only Donghuang and Baidi worshiped, and the sound was mighty, but there were only two people.

But gradually, the demon hunter Si Yuanyou who was sitting cross-legged; all the soldiers standing on the steps were infected.

Their voices changed from murmur to open voice, from shouting to roaring, as if they wanted to vent all the anger in their hearts.

Gradually, the sound became mighty, distant, and sincere!

That feeling was really like telling the heavens that order did not exist and life was not easy. To compare it to a child crying to his mother.

So, from some point on, the sky was changing, as if the heavens were really moved by the voice, so much so that they opened their eyes and cast a ray of light.

It was just a "ray", but everyone present felt a sense of being watched, as if the heavens were watching them, and there were no more secrets.

At this time, Chu Zhou had closed his eyes, but his vision seemed to see this without raising it.

In this world, he was bound by the secret realm, so it can be said that he had a few shares, and it was not impossible to say that he was one of the gods.

Now, it was like the creatures on this earth complaining to him through the method of offering sacrifices to the heavens.

So, with a blessing in his heart, he opened his mouth and uttered a word: "Accurate!"

"Accurate..."

It was a very light word, but it was like a mighty sound exploding in the sea of ​​​​consciousness of everyone. When others were still a little confused, Si Yuanyou suddenly looked up.

"The heavens have granted it, hahaha, the heavens have granted it!"

"Next, it's my turn, it's my turn!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and a ball of flame appeared on his hand, and as the mana poured in, the flame became more and more blazing.

Then, he pressed the flame on himself without hesitation.

Boom!

The flames burst and completely set him on fire. Endless pain and burning came, but he remained calm.

He just slowly lowered his head and muttered faintly: "People become ghosts after death, and also become ghosts and gods. May the heavens bless me and allow me to protect the human race, even if the world ends, my soul flies away, and I will never regret it!"

"The heavens have mercy on me!"

"The heavens have mercy on me!"

The body was burned and the flames weakened, but at this moment, as if a vast spiritual energy gathered and the wishes of all living beings were urged, another figure stood up in the flames.

He was surrounded by flames, but his face was still Si Yuanyou, but the old look was gone, revealing a young face.

He lowered his head slightly, looking at his body, feeling a little excited and a little calm.

"Senior, have you succeeded?"

Baidi's expression trembled, and he wanted to step forward, but Si Yuanyou raised his hand to stop him. He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.

After a pause, he seemed to be a little dazed, and did not speak again, but a thought came out: "I have felt the call of Yintu, you can start."

"Okay!"

Donghuang responded, raised his hand and took out a Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Note, but when he was about to play it, his action paused.

As cold and hard as he was, he was a little reluctant, but in the end, he rubbed his hands and crushed the Sound Transmission Note.

"The sacrifice to the sky is complete, you can start it too."

"Yes!"

A few dozen miles ahead of here, a huge deep pit was dug in a valley that never saw the sun all year round.

There are countless old soldiers here. They are almost all white-haired and old. Some of them are young but have missing arms and legs and are disabled.

At a glance, there are tens of thousands of them.

Due to the harsh living environment, almost all the people in the Dongtian tribe are soldiers, and there are even fewer living elderly people.

And with their population base, this is almost all their elderly people.

In addition to the crowd, there are also many soldiers from the two cities. Although they hold weapons, they all shrink their eyes and dare not look directly.

Until the Thousand Miles Transmission Note in the hand of a leader burned out, he wanted to move forward.

But he just took a step and stopped there, unable to move.

However, an old man had already seen it. The old man stepped forward with a cane and said loudly: "Where did your majesty become the young man?"

"Yes, yes, the message came from Your Majesty, it has been completed!" The general swore that he had never been so timid and afraid to speak as he was today.

But the old man was happy. He said happily: "This is a good thing, this is a good thing!"

With that said, he turned around and walked towards the big pit, passed through a group of old people, and came closer.

He took a long knife from the ground, and without hesitation, slashed his neck.

As a result, blood splashed out like spring water, while the corpse fell softly and rolled into the pit.

This is the first one, naturally not the last one!

So, one by one, the old men stepped forward in an extremely orderly manner, slit their own throats, and fell into the pit.

This scene is both orderly and creepy, shocking and sentimental.

The soldiers dismounted one by one, half-kneeling on the ground, with tears in their eyes.

The speed was very fast, or in other words, these people committed suicide very quickly. It only took a moment, and the big pit was filled with corpses.

The blood spread along the corpse, forming small streams, and then gathered at the bottom of the pit, seeping into the ground.

This place was originally a carefully selected extremely dark place, and it was soaked in a lot of blood.

As a result, a dark wind rose from the ground, and shadows appeared above the corpses, as if countless ghosts had stood up.

In a sense, this is a bloodstain, a voluntary blood sacrifice by a group of old people.

Of course, at this time, they were still confused and had weak ghost energy.

At this time, the general once again took out a Thousand-mile Transmission Talisman, squeezed it to death, and said a few words.

So, on the altar, Bai Emperor and Dong Huang also issued orders.

As a result, countless people in the new Donghuang City and Baidi City burst into tears looking at the fireworks exploding above their heads.

They put on mourning clothes and decorated the mourning hall, with paper money, paper horses, paper clothes and armor burning in flames.

Countless people began to worship the spiritual tablet, feeling sad and pious.

The two cities even prepared a grand sacrificial ceremony. Temples were erected one after another. Everyone participated in the sacrificial ceremony, offered incense, kowtowed, and prayed devoutly before leaving in an orderly manner.

Soon, the incense rose and lingered in the temple. Sitting on the main seat of the temple was Na Si Yuanyou.

And behind the temple, the walls enshrined are all spiritual tablets, and they are obviously the old people who committed suicide.

At a level invisible to everyone, the rich incense surged into the distance like substance.

In the deep pit,

The ghosts who were still a little confused just now seemed to have gained support. They put on new clothes, put on armor, held weapons in their hands, and sat down on horses.

In just a few moments, a mighty ghost army was born.

Although they have not been baptized by the battlefield, they still have the appearance. What is even more shocking is that these ghosts were originally confused, but now they were awakened to their sanity.

Flags were fluttering and horses were riding wildly. This army of ghosts had turned into a mighty force filled with ghost energy and rushed towards the altar.

Of course, the changes on the altar at this time were even more astonishing.

Na Si Yuanyou had won the incense and wish power of countless people, and his own aura was rising steadily, getting stronger and stronger at an unreasonable speed.

The flames all over his body were extinguished, revealing his ghost body, and he wore the clothes of the Yin City God on his body, and he also had official seals and ultimatums.

Chu Zhou had obtained a complete method, so he had already prepared everything he needed to prepare.

However, as the aura strengthens, the rejection between heaven and earth becomes more and more serious. The human world should not be a place for ghosts to live. They have to go to the netherworld.

But Si Yuanyou carried it tightly, not taking a step back, until the ghost army arrived in great force and came close.

"But, my army has arrived?"

"The army is ready, please give me your instructions, general!"

"Follow me into the underworld and build a huge territory for my human race."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Si Yuanyou stretched out his hand and tore it apart. The void opened up, and the air of the underworld filled the air. It was vaguely visible, and the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling were repeated over and over again.

But without saying a word, Si Yuanyou summoned strong horses and big spears and threw himself into it, and the newly formed ghost army didn't waste any time and charged into it with great force.

Even in the underworld, the territory has been conquered. If you want to erect the underworld city god, this is just the beginning.

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