In fact, in terms of virtue, Xin Wuya can only be ranked lower-middle among the ghost cultivators that Ji Yuan knows. Many of the city gods and great gods he has met are more virtuous than Xin Wuya, but those are orthodox Shinto systems with too many limitations and may not be able to accommodate such a plan.
Furthermore, the current situation in Wuya Ghost City is really rare. Xin Wuya can also distinguish right from wrong and is indeed talented. In addition, the cultivation level of the thousand-year-old ghost is almost the most profound among the ghost cultivators Ji Yuan has ever seen. As a pure ghost, his cultivation level is even better than that of some city gods of big cities. It is definitely not an exaggeration to call him a ghost genius.
As a result of all the above, Xin Wuya is now in such a good situation, and for Ji Yuan, this is not a bad thing either.
When Xin Wuya made this solemn oath, there was a tremor inside and outside the Wuya Ghost City, which directly demonstrated the sincerity of the oath. Ji Yuan was satisfied, and Xin Wuya was also extremely excited. But at this moment, a slightly hoarse but very heavy and vast voice suddenly came out from Ji Yuan's sleeve.
"Tsk... hehe... Heaven and earth can bear witness, the sun and moon can attest? That's nothing. Heaven and earth are far away and have their own birth and death, and the sun and moon can also be merciful. Do you dare to swear to me?"
Ji Yuan couldn't help but his expression changed slightly, and he looked down at his cuffs. Fortunately, his expression change was not seen by the other ghosts, and they were all shocked when they heard what he said.
"Xiezhi!"
Although Ji Yuan's complexion recovered immediately, he was still shocked. How could this Xiezhi make a sound? The scroll was rolled up, and he had not transferred any magic power into it. Moreover, it was still in his sleeve, yet a sound came out at this moment.
This is different from the small characters in the "Sword Intent Post" hidden in the secret pocket in the sleeve, because strictly speaking, the "Sword Intent Post" is just hidden against the clothes without any restrictions, but this is not the case with the Xiezhi scroll. In this situation, can the Xiezhi observe the outside world through the secret pocket in someone's sleeve
"Sir, who was the one who spoke just now? It seemed... it seemed that the voice came from your sleeve?"
Ji Yuan took a deep breath and after calming himself down, he reached out and took out a rolled-up painting from his sleeve. There was nothing unusual on the surface, as if it had not made any sound just now.
In the peripheral vision of the little paper crane on his shoulder, Xin Wuya and other ghosts, and a golden-armored warrior on one side, Ji Yuan slowly unfolded the scroll. All eyes were subconsciously focused on the scroll, but there was only an image of a strange-looking beast on it, and there was nothing unusual about it.
Ji Yuan knew that what he had just seen couldn't be an illusion. Sure enough, before he could say anything to the scroll, he saw the Xiezhi on the scroll turn its eyes stiffly to an angle and look straight at Xin Wuya. Its mouth also moved a few times stiffly and the same sound as before came out.
"Little devil, do you dare to swear to me?"
To others, the image on the scroll seemed a little blurry at this moment, and even though no breath was transmitted, a palpitating feeling arose in their hearts as they heard the voice.
Afterwards, the ghost cultivators discovered that the yin energy in the Netherworld Hall was affected and became a little restless.
When Xin Wuya was stared at by the Xiezhi, he felt a chill that he had not felt for a long time as a ghost cultivator. Everything around him seemed to become quiet, as if there were no ghost generals and ghost cultivators, no six mighty golden-armored generals, and even Ji Yuan's presence became extremely weak.
This brief moment seemed rather long to Xin Wuya. He struggled to get rid of that strange feeling and asked Ji Yuan with lingering fear.
"Mr. Ji, what is in this painting? It doesn't have any life or even death, so why is it talking on its own?"
Originally, Xin Wuya thought it might be some kind of talisman, but it didn’t feel like it, so he could only hope that Ji Yuan could explain it.
When Xin Wuya asked the question, Ji Yuan had also finished thinking and spoke.
"The painting shows the ancient mythical beast Xiezhi, which is a symbol of bravery and justice..."
Ji Yuan paused and squinted at the Xiezhi scroll. As if sensing Ji Yuan's gaze, Xiezhi's eyes moved away from Xin Wuya and fell on Ji Yuan's side. Their pair of pale eyes and their pair of painted eyes met.
"Ji Yuan, I have been here with you for a while now. Thanks to your help, I have regained some clarity. Even though these little ghosts are somewhat extraordinary, they still lack vision. They cannot reach your level and think the same things you think. In order to prevent them from doing anything wrong, how about I give you an extra insurance?"
There had never been any change in Ji Yuan's pair of pale eyes, while Xiezhi's pair of painted eyes were basically like a dead object. After a few moments of silence, Ji Yuan suddenly smiled.
"When did you become sober?"
"Not long. In fact, when you were hiding in the country ahead and reading leisurely, I couldn't find a suitable opportunity to show up. I opened my eyes and then fell asleep to avoid being discovered by you."
Xiezhi's voice has always been rather serious, as if just listening to his voice could resonate in one's heart. To Xin Wuya and other ghost cultivators, it felt like ordinary people standing in a court. However, to Ji Yuanze, it felt like Xiezhi was intentionally opening his heart to show whether he was good or evil.
Ji Yuan did not hesitate for a moment, or rather he had already hesitated before he opened his mouth, and spoke directly.
"In that case, thank you very much."
As he spoke, Ji Yuan looked at Xin Wuya.
"City Lord Xin, the higher your position, the greater the responsibility you bear. Do you have any objections?"
"I dare not, Xin saves it!"
Xin Wuya was also a smart guy. Although he had no idea what the so-called ancient mythical beast was, he could guess something from the fact that the Xiezhi in the painting dared to speak to Mr. Ji in that way. So even though he had already sworn an oath, he once again bowed in the direction of Ji Yuan who was holding the Xiezhi scroll, as if he was worshipping both Ji Yuan and Xiezhi.
"Mr. Ji, if you give me any orders, Xin Wuya will not refuse even if it means death. From now on, I will uphold the righteous path and protect the principles of yin and yang. If I violate this oath, I will never be able to achieve the Way and will never be able to turn over. If I break this oath..."
"How about letting me, Xiezhi, eat you?"
Xiezhi's words interrupted Xin Wuya, but the latter did not hesitate after a pause and just nodded in response.
"If you break this oath, I am willing to be eaten by the Xiezhi!"
When the second oath was made, there was no special reaction from the outside world, but a little light appeared in front of Xin Wuya, and gradually evolved into glowing words, exactly the same as the oath Xin Wuya had made before.
Then these words floated slowly towards the Xiezhi scroll like smoke and were sucked into the mouth of the Xiezhi in the scroll.
After that, the Xiezhi scroll fell silent. Ji Yuan picked it up and took a look, but found that there was no reaction.
'It's quite cool.'
Ji Yuan's vigilance towards the Xiezhi suddenly weakened a little, at least his mentality was much more relaxed than before, he simply shook it lightly, rolled up the entire scroll, and put it into his sleeve. When he looked up, he saw Xin Wuya and many ghosts looking at him awkwardly, so he smiled.
"The Xiezhi divine beast is a fair and just beast. City Lord Xin's two solemn oaths show his sincerity. There is no need to feel too much pressure. Just act according to your heart. Now you should pay more attention to the ghost cultivators in the city. The war between the two countries will not last too long. We still need to seal some netherworld officials with the seal of the main hall, so that they can be sent to various underworld places at that time."
After Ji Yuan said this, all the ghost cultivators in the hall immediately became excited again. After all, everyone now understood the significance of this matter. After being a ghost for such a long time, who would not desire to become a god
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Ji Yuan walked out of the ghost town directly at dawn. With his leg strength, he could walk very fast even without flying in the clouds. In the eyes of the people of Zuyue Kingdom and Dazhen, the war between the two countries was still an unknown, but in Ji Yuan's view, the outcome could be foreseen in advance.
Since there were no variables when the ghost army was conquering the evil spirits of Zuyue, there will basically be no variables.
The location of Wuya Ghost City is actually very far south of the border of Zuyue Kingdom, and not far from the border of Dazhen Kingdom. In order to avoid encountering the army of Zuyue Kingdom, Ji Yuan is now walking on a small path. He does not have any destination to go to, but just wants to walk around in Zuyue. Naturally, the first place he will pass by is Nandao County where he has been before.
Just after walking across a small river, Ji Yuan's nose moved and he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance coming from afar. He had been drinking tea in the ghost town before. How good could the food of the dead be? Now that he smelled this very tempting aroma, he felt a little greedy.
After changing direction, Ji Yuan walked upstream along the river following the scent. There was a small forest over there. It didn't take much effort for him to pass through the forest. He saw three people roasting a wild boar around a bonfire by the river.
"who?"
One of the three strong men suddenly looked up in the direction of the woods and saw a man in green clothes walking out of the forest. The other two men then all looked at Ji Yuan.
"Three of you, I was passing by here and was hungry. Suddenly I smelled a fragrance and couldn't help but come here. Could you share some food with me? I'll pay for it."
The three men were obviously not fools. They met someone in the wilderness, and they had just come out of the woods. Their clothes and long hair were not messy, and there was no grass or dirt. They must be no simple people. However, Ji Yuan's attire and the feeling he gave made it easy to believe.
So the three of them whispered something, and the man in the middle who was responsible for grilling the meat shouted.
"This wild boar must have dozens of kilograms of meat. The three of us can't finish it all. If we wait a little longer, it will be fully cooked. If you don't mind, come and sit with us. Warm yourself by the fire first, and then we'll share the food!"
"Then I will respectfully disobey your orders!"
Ji Yuan quickly agreed, and when he got closer, he did not forget to bow slightly to the three of them.
"My name is Ji, thank you very much."
Ji Yuan saluted, and the three men just bowed in return, but there was no other reaction, and no one introduced themselves.
Anyone else would probably feel awkward, but Ji Yuan didn't care. He smiled, looked around, saw a stone he liked, walked over to it, held the stone, placed it next to the campfire, and then sat on it.