Chapter 88 The soul returns to heaven and earth, eternal peace
The Mirage Dragon of Han River ruled the underworld, expanded the water area, and occupied the original water system. Among its followers, there were twenty You Shen Qi Shi.
The water system spreads throughout half of the underworld.
After that, even if Yu Renqing comes back, he will have to accept the result.
After all, the underworld is different from the Yang world. Their basic base is in the Yang world. Even if the underworld is ruled by others, it can still operate normally.
The Han Water Mirage Dragon God probably won't compete with them for territory, and will still focus on the water system, so the three parties can be considered peaceful.
Twenty-five years.
In Yunjing Cave, green snakes and dragons are flying, while the Taoist stands motionless below, breathing in the essence of heaven and earth.
His body is gray, smoke-like and mysterious.
Suddenly, Tang Ping opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.
Taiyin Form Refining Method (9032/10000) Dacheng
The Taiyin Form Refining Method is about to be successful, probably in less than ten years. If something delays it, it may take three to five years longer.
It stands to reason that Tang Ping would not be released from confinement so soon, but there is indeed something important today.
He walked out of the cave and came to the underworld.
Under the banyan tree, ghosts gathered together, and there were many unfamiliar faces, including the tree people, the Xiong family, the Zhang family, and other miscellaneous tribes.
Many savage tribes are not all grotesque in appearance. In the final analysis, most of them are savage slaves who fled the mountains to escape wars and sacrifices. They are no different from ordinary people.
All the ghosts gathered in front of the wooden house. When they saw Tang Ping approaching, they all knelt down and saluted.
"Meet the God Lord!"
"Hmm. How is the situation?" Tang Ping nodded slightly and then asked.
A young man in green clothes walked out from the group of ghosts, bowed deeply and said, "My great grandfather said that his life span is determined by God. He has already accepted his fate and wants to meet the god."
"Okay."
The young man led Tang Ping towards the wooden house with the door closed.
"What's your name?" Tang Ping asked on the way.
"Zhang Fu, my father Zhang Tangling."
Zhang Ling is Zhang Wulang's real name. When Tang Ping thought about it carefully, he seemed to remember that there was such a person named Zhang Fu.
Zhang Fu reminded: "Seventeen years ago, I broke through the breathlessness and was killed in a battle with the Dongling clan. At that time, I was also led by Shenhou."
"Oh, I remembered it."
Now that I think about it, Tang Ping is really a pity. Zhang Wulang's two sons, Zhang Fu and Zhang Xian, were both qi-thirsty. Zhang Fu may have broken through for the first time and was so high-spirited that he went deep into the battlefield and died.
Squeak... The wooden door opened, and inside was a sullen old man with white hair.
This ghost is Zhang Qi.
Zhang Fu exited, and only two ghosts, Tang Ping and Zhang Qi, were left inside.
"It's been more than two hundred years since you entered the underworld..." Tang Ping's memory gradually blurred, "You should have several decades to live, why are you here?"
"Too many battles have damaged the foundation." Zhang Qi is free and easy.
Mortals can get hurt, and so can ghosts.
What makes ghosts better than mortals is that missing arms and legs can be regenerated.
Of course, the price paid is a large consumption of the Yin energy that constitutes the soul body, resulting in a loss of lifespan.
In the past, I was a mortal who knew nothing. I crossed the river by feeling the stones and took many detours.
Today's foundation is also the result of years of battles; since it is a battle, injuries are inevitable. If it were not for the elixir of Shenhou, I would have died decades earlier.
Of course, ghosts and gods in other countries also have this situation. Why do most of them live to the upper limit?
"Can you blame me for banning blood sacrifice?" Tang Ping asked. This was the first time the two of them had such a heart-to-heart relationship. Today there is no difference between monarch and minister, only the friendship of more than two hundred years of walking together.
Yes, human sacrifice is the fastest and most convenient way to replenish the yin energy of the soul and body; if the injury is serious and the foundation is lost, just eat a few good sacrifices and it will be over.
The soul power of the human sacrifice will be quickly replenished.
"Haha, what the Lord Shen said is wrong. We follow the Lord Shen to abolish the blood sacrifice. How can we abolish the fundamental law because of our personal safety?
The Lord Shen once said that tyranny is fiercer than a tiger. Why do these savages, slaves, and common people hiding in the mountains take the initiative to seek refuge with us? Isn’t this the way to go?"
In today's world, countries kill too many people.
Building a house, marrying a wife, having children, banquets, worshiping ancestors, funerals... People are killed at every turn to add to the fun, and there are so many sacrifices that they become overwhelming.
Except for nobles, others are not considered human beings.
Chu State was the first to innovate, so wherever they went, except for the noble chiefs who resisted, others were very determined to surrender.
The rise of other countries depends on destiny, but the rise of Chu depends on human harmony.
"You have this kind of enlightenment, but other ghosts and gods may not."
"You can only rely on killing. There is no way to have both worlds. The method of offering incense to the gods on that day may be changed a little. The gods no longer absorb evil spirits, but the incense of mortals. To a certain extent, they are responsible for mortals, so naturally they dare not
Going too far."
"Haha, you still understand me."
"Haha!"
The two laughed heartily. As the makers and implementers of this law, how could we not know the pros and cons?
Tang Ping waved his hands and said: "Let's not talk about official matters. There is no plan for the future. We have formulated a system that is suitable for the current world. As for what new problems future generations will encounter, they can only be solved by future generations."<
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Tang Ping is very open-minded about this point.
It is easy to implement a system for a thousand years, but no matter how long it takes, it will not be good or bad.
Some things need to be balanced.
Some methods may be harmful years later, but they are indeed the most appropriate solution at the time.
Even if the disadvantages can be seen, it is impossible to come up with them all at once in the contemporary era; solutions cannot be implemented in advance to solve problems that have not yet arisen, because this solution may be harmful to the present.
This is also the first time that Tang Ping has become a god. He will deal with the following matters slowly. Some things should not be done in advance or too late.
The two ghosts talked about the changes over the years and their inner feelings.
Zhang Qi's figure gradually dimmed, and finally he bowed to Tang Ping.
"House of Gods, my disciples have returned to eternal peace, take care!... As long as you live in the underworld, life and death will never end."
Tang Ping nodded slightly and watched Zhang Qi leave.
The soul returns to heaven and earth, eternal peace.
This is the first time I have experienced an acquaintance leaving.
I vaguely remember the horse-raising boy Zhang Qi I met when I first came out of the underworld. Now many years have passed, but I didn’t expect that I would watch this boy leave.
Tang Ping's slightly fluctuating eyes returned to calm.
Now, some of these people and ghosts will break through and live longer, while others will leave.
Gradually, there are fewer and fewer acquaintances, and the newcomers cannot talk to themselves. As time goes by, the feelings become less and less. This may be the lonely road to godhood.
Tang Ping walked out of the gate and announced to the ghosts that Zhang Qi was dead.
After all the ghosts had grieved, he read out the arrangement: "Zhang Fu is the three elders of Xinmaoshu, in charge of traveling and exhorting, with rank, stingy husband, three officials, and ten pavilion chiefs. They can be chosen as they are, or they can be re-selected."
Zhang Fu knelt down on one knee and accepted Tang Ping's appointment.
"Only the three elders and officials can enjoy the incense and fragrance that governs this village in the world. Remember not to cross the line."
Since Tang Ping planned the mortal sacrifice, every village has a sacrifice, and each township has ten villages. The banyan tree, the yin soil, the pool, and the altar all govern the incense of a township in the Yang world.
"Yes!"
Next, Tang Ping passed the news to various ministries and carefully sorted out their responsibilities.
Replace the three old people in the water pool, Xiaoqing, with Yu Ji, who is about to break through to the wandering god and is in urgent need of incense.
Tang Ping opened the panel.
See the Congshen column.
Follow the gods: Zhang Mei in Qunyu Forest. The dragon spirit is heard in the wood, Yuan Qing is in the fish leaping forest, the bear is raised in the sunny slope forest. Yuan Hong is in the clear water, and the dragon is in the muddy water.
The three elders: Maoshu Zhang Fu, Maotu Xiong Ying, Shuitan Yuji, and altar Zhang Wulang.
In recent years, two more crypts have been added, one in Sunny Slope Forest and one in Muddy Water.
There are ten gods in total, ten gods and ten villages.
Tang Ping made plans one by one, and gave them according to the nearby townships. They can enjoy so much incense. They are not allowed to expand the scope of the incense. They can open up wasteland and recruit people, but they cannot annex the land of other villages.
At the same time, the news of Zhang Qi's death spread to both Yin and Yang. Everyone was about to hold a ceremony, but was stopped by Tang Ping: "I died once during my lifetime, and a funeral is enough. There is no need to add unnecessary unnecessary extravagance."
After returning, Tang Ping went into seclusion.
Ten years later, Qun Yushan.
Boom!
Breakthrough into the Night Travel God Realm.
The lunar moonlight falls on the soul body and merges with the Dzogchen incense body to form a transparent glass shape.