Chapter 227 Golden Edict, the Blessed Land of Yinting

Author: Traveling from the South

Chapter 227 Golden Edict, the Blessed Land of Yinting

Zhou Lin kept reciting, and comforted the spirits of the underground by Zhou Bai's posthumous title to the ancestors of the five temples and many other ancestors.

The overall idea is to take Willingbor as the core, take charge of matters in the underworld, and provide feedback on the blessings of the underworld.

When the country was first established, luck was declining all the time, so except for the closest father who was given the title of earl, the rest of the ancestors were just given basic titles.

For example, the scholar ancestors who were able to sit in the main hall of the family ancestral hall in the past were each given a lieutenant title, and they were awarded posthumous official positions ranging from seventh to ninth grades according to their merits.

But even so, compared to other countries today, Zhou Bai can be considered generous.

The Zhou family of the Hongni Township clan has only been in existence for a hundred years, so he can basically take care of them all.

The edict of Bojun, who proclaimed the title of his ancestor, was thrown into the brazier and burned by Zhou Bai himself, turning it into a thin layer of ashes, with the four characters of Anbei's Imperial Seal clearly visible on it.

The incense was thick, a gust of wind blew by, and the ashes disappeared.

The tribesmen were still silently reciting family mottos and prayers, but Zhou Bai had already looked at the underground land, where the posthumous edict had turned into ashes, and at this time it had turned into a bright golden light.

The golden light is very conspicuous in the cold and dark land of the underworld. It cuts through the sky with extraordinary power and makes countless ghosts restless.

Many ghosts who were awakened let out shrill screams of unwillingness, but from their empty ghost eyes, the yearning and envy could be clearly seen.

"Why can't I be the one who pursues the posthumous title in the underworld..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah, I don't want to give up. The life in the underworld is too hard. Where is reincarnation!"

"Catch up, a new blessed land will be born!"

"If future generations cannot honor our ancestors, then I will go and steal the glory of these lucky people..."

Many ghosts who are new to the underworld do not understand the madness of their "predecessors". They just instinctively feel that the golden light is what all underworld ghosts yearn for.

Gradually, wherever the golden light passed, more and more ghosts gathered behind it...

In an ordinary withered village, there are many ghosts gathered here who have maintained their sanity and want to stay together for warmth.

Just like the Ming Village where Zhou Bai's dead parents lived, it could still maintain "vitality" in the first few decades. The villagers went to and fro farming, exchanged what they had, and maintained the habits they had during their lifetime.

But as time went by, many villagers ran out of life, and before they had the opportunity to be reincarnated, their souls disappeared, and the village gradually became deserted.

No one is willing to maintain order and "vitality" anymore, and everything is the same as most places in the underworld, cold, boring, and gray...

No ghost hero passing by would want to conquer such a village, because from the outside it looks like a dry graveyard in the underworld, silent and dead.

However, this time when the golden edict was about to pass by the village, the dead silence in the village was broken, and some villagers who felt that there was no hope and were waiting to die gathered together again.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you all. The last time we met was probably ten years ago. We've lost a lot of old faces. Alas." A middle-aged ghost wearing a long gown and with a faint aura in his soul spoke first.

"Boy Zhou, I'm afraid you're going to die for us old guys." In front of the middle-aged ghost, an elderly ghost with a hunched body and a nearly transparent soul sighed in response.

For the past ten years, in order not to consume their soul power, they had tried their best to gather and move around as little as possible, and had almost no chance to talk. Now that someone spoke up, it was like opening up the villagers' chat box.

"Yes, Lao Zhou, you were young and a scholar when you died. If you can be blessed by a ray of spiritual light, you will definitely be able to survive longer."

"It's just such a hopeless day. I don't know whether to survive is luck or torture."

"Hey, old man, don't be jealous of Zhou Zhengxin. I think he has at least a dozen years left in his life."

It turns out that the middle-aged ghost named Zhou Zhengyan was the last villager to come to the village, and he was also one of the ghosts still alive who was in better condition.

His soul had not yet aged when he died, and his lifespan was longer than that of an ordinary old man. In addition, his reputation as a scholar was blessed by a ray of spiritual light. Even if he survived in the dark land of the underworld, he would not be easily driven crazy.

However, Zhou Zhengyan clearly remembered the reason why everyone gathered this time because of the aura in his soul. It was nothing more than the sound of whistling in the distant sky, and what he looked past was a rare golden light in the dark earth.

"I have only been dead for thirty years. I don't know the secrets of the underworld. I wonder if you, the elders, know what the golden light is rushing over there?"

"That thing seems to have a strong attraction to us ghosts after death?" Zhou Zhengyan asked tentatively, facing the dozens of village neighbors gathered in the center of the village, bowing his hands.

He didn't feel that he knew more than others. In the underworld, there were no books that could provide knowledge. Most of the time, judging unknown things relied on experience.

Seeing that Zhou Zhengyan was so polite, these old ghosts would not hide anything.

They would rather hide in a hut in the village and wait to die than go out and follow the ghosts and heroes to fight for survival, which fully shows that the kindness in human nature has never been extinguished.

"That golden light should be the power from the world of the sun." Someone said immediately, but he was a little unsure.

"It's an edict from the underworld. Could it be that someone's family has a high-ranking official, and they are honoring their ancestors?"

"Hey, what kind of official's posthumous title makes such a big noise?"

At this time, the golden light was getting closer and closer to the village, the evil energy dissipated wherever it passed, and there were groups of ghosts howling in all directions.

Finally, it was the old man whose soul was almost transparent and whose life was approaching, who said, "This is such a majestic golden light. I saw it when I just died and came to the underworld."

Immediately, all the villagers' eyes turned to the old man, which made him feel much better as he was about to die.

"There was a living person who conferred the title of Viscount on his ancestor. I happened to be nearby at that time. The title of Viscount shines brightly in a radius of ten miles. It seems that it is still the Lu family in Dingzhou."

"That scene, tsk tsk. Although I am not a member of the Lu family who was enshrined by imperial decree, just a moment of that golden light gave me a little bit of luck, and my soul became much stronger."

The old man's explanation made the ghosts suddenly realize that it turned out to be a knighthood.

This makes them all envious but not daring to dream that future generations can earn a title for them.

The same was true for Zhou Zhengyan. Although the Zhou family's luck had increased when he died, it was still far away from being a county magnate, so there was no talk of being sealed by the dead.

Of course, he clearly felt that the incense gained over the years was very strong and his life span was extended.

But that's all. Even if the family is promoted to a county magnate, it is unlikely that one of his branches will be granted the title.

"Hey, let me tell you, if you live here, aren't you just hoping for hope?"

"Although I only have half a month left in my yin life, I still think about the legendary reincarnation and a decree in the yang world."

"It's not impossible. You all know that there have been a sudden increase in new ghosts in recent years. It's because the Great Xu has been in chaos and the world's heroes have risen. You and your descendants may not have a chance to earn a shadow."

Seeing that the ghosts were in a low mood and had a weak desire to survive, the old ghost immediately gave a lecture.

No, preaching is effective. The ghosts held a trivial covetousness and looked at the golden light that was getting closer, praying that it would stop on their heads next time.

I don't know if it was due to sincerity or something else, but the golden light that was about to fly over the village actually stopped and went straight towards the ghosts.

The overbearing and strong pressure made them unable to resist and they all knelt down.

As if seeing all the ghosts obeying, the golden light restrained its power, and then slowly spread out, making a humming sound.

"The current patriarch, Zhou Bai, established the Anbei Kingdom and honored his ancestors... This is Zhou Zhengyan, who has made meritorious service to the clan during his lifetime and has good moral character. He is posthumously awarded the title of Ninth Grade Martial Cavalry Lieutenant and is allowed to enter the blessed land."

The head of the Zhou family founded the country? Isn’t it me, Zhou Zhengyan?

Under the strong shock, Zhou Zheng trembled and knelt down to accept the order: "My minister Zhou Zhengyan kowtows to thank the monarch, and the owner of Qingshan Branch Zhou Zhengyan kowtows to thank the patriarch!"

Only then did the ghosts see clearly the golden light floating above their heads. It was a golden silk edict with the seal of Anbei Kingdom. On it, Cavalry Lieutenant Zhou Zhengyan was very conspicuous.

After Zhou Zhengyan accepted the order to express his gratitude, the edict immediately enveloped him, causing a surge of aura in his soul and leaving a coordinate in his mind.

Phew~

After the edict was announced, the golden silk edict did not stop. It still turned into a golden rainbow and flew away in one direction, as if it was looking for the next target.

"Congratulations, congratulations, the descendants will honor their ancestors and be blessed with blessings!"

"Ninth-grade Martial Cavalry Lieutenant, with this noble title protecting you, ordinary evil spirits will not dare to disturb you."

"Sure enough, great changes have taken place in the world of Yang. When Zhengyan first came to the village, he told us that the Zhou family he came from was just a rural clan."

When Jin Guang left, the villagers immediately started to congratulate him. They had benefited just now, so they had a better attitude towards Zhou Zhengyan.

The old man's ghost, whose soul was originally transparent and weak, was now obviously in high spirits.

He immediately raised his hands to Zhou Zhengyan and congratulated him, then his temperament suddenly changed, and he said seriously: "When the country was founded in the Yang world, there will be feedback in the Yin world. If the dynasty builds the Dragon Court, ordinary countries should build the Yin Court of the blessed land."

"Zhou Wuqi, if the edict has given you guidance, you should go on the road quickly. The new born in the blessed land will be besieged by a group of ghosts."

Zhou Zhengyan had just received the imperial seal and his mood was not yet stable, but after hearing the old man's reminder, he immediately calmed down.

The old man's spirit and the secret knowledge he showed made him couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ge, have you ever been an official?"

Old Man Ge seemed to know what Zhou Zhengyan was thinking, he shook his head and said: "I read a few more books during my lifetime, and after my death I lived with a ghost hero for a few years."

Zhou Zhengyan nodded slightly, looked around at the villagers, and said loudly: "Everyone, I will go to the Yin Court of Anbei Kingdom to serve. The blessed land will be reborn, and everything is waiting to be revitalized."

"Even if you don't have Mr. Ge's talents, you still need people who can cultivate the blessed land..."

With the sense of urgency still lingering in his heart, Zhou Zhengyan stopped delaying and left according to the coordinates in his mind.

All the villagers were on the road together. Old Man Ge told them that if the golden light passed by, the village might be attacked by a wave of ghosts.

On this day, golden light spread across the underworld, summoning the Zhou people who had not fallen for a hundred years, and most of them only left behind the coordinates of the blessed land and a bit of blessing power.

Only a few, like Zhou Zhengyan, received titles and titles, and an even smaller number, under the Golden Light Edict, directly recruited people from the ancestral home in the Spiritual Realm.

Nowadays, the ancestral spirits of the Zhou clan's spiritual realm will be the core figures in charge of the blessed land, and Wei Lingbo is directly the monarch of the Anbei Yinting.

The Netherland is very large. In an unknown open plain, the golden edict released several ancestral spirits, and then they penetrated into the Netherland.

Before they could speak, the earth trembled, and all areas within a radius of five miles were formed into the blessed land of Anbei according to the rules of the underworld.

The golden light spread outward from Willingbo's feet, and all the mixed evil spirits dissipated wherever it passed.
To be continued...