"Telling a big lie?"
The Hengshan Mountain God subconsciously repeated Ji Yuan's words, with curiosity evident in his voice.
When Ji Yuan first met the mountain god of Hengshan, he knew that although the other party's direction of cultivation was very different from his own, he was somewhat similar to him in some ways, and both had a feeling of "Tao merging with heaven and earth."
Therefore, when the Hengshan Mountain God first met Ji Yuan, combined with some rumors about Ji Yuan, he had a natural liking for Ji Yuan. Ji Yuan understood that a great god like the Hengshan Mountain God was almost a part of the heaven and earth, and it was unlikely that he would betray the heaven and earth.
Although nothing is absolute, Ji Yuan still believes in the mountain god more.
"Yes, Lord Mountain God, do you know about the ancient things?"
Ji Yuan suddenly asked this, but the voice of the Hengshan Mountain God did not appear immediately. After a long silence, the voice came.
"It is hard to hear the secrets of the ancient times today. I only know that it was a glorious era, but also a turbulent era. As the saying goes, things will turn around when they reach their extremes. The ancient battle between gods and demons eventually tore the world apart and brought about destruction. Fortunately, there is still a glimmer of hope for the myriad great ways, and we are fortunate to have the reconstruction of the world today."
Ji Yuan nodded. It turned out that the Great God of Hengshan was not completely ignorant. However, although he was integrated with the heaven and earth, he was not the heaven and earth itself, nor was he an ancient god, so what he knew was limited.
"Ji is on good terms with the Tianji Pavilion, and has several friends with a long heritage. In addition, I have dabbled in this, so I know a thing or two about ancient things."
After hearing Ji Yuan say this, the mountain god thought it might be related to this secluded spring. Sure enough, Ji Yuan's next words confirmed his guess.
"It is said that in ancient times, there were palaces in the sky and Yellow Springs in the netherworld. At that time, the Heavenly Palace connected to the sky and drew yang energy from below, which could influence the brilliance of the sun and the stars and the moon. The Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs, which gathered the yin energy left over from the heaven and earth and the souls of all living beings after death, wanted to control yin and yang and become the master of heaven and earth, thus opening the prelude to the great struggle in ancient times..."
The inside information that Ji Yuan knew was a combination of the various changing murals in the Tianji Hall, his communication with Zhu Yan, and what the mysterious person from the Yuling Sect had told him before, as well as the information about the Xiezhi on his own side, which restored the information about the ancient dispute.
As soon as Ji Yuan told this story, the mountain god of Hengshan was shocked.
In the ancient times, there were so many powerful beings that the world was already not peaceful. When disputes arose, the world was in chaos. Many innate gods and demons came to the fore and fought that shook the sky. In the end, the Heavenly Palace had already been destroyed, but the fighting became more and more intense, and it actually split the heaven and earth to seize the avenue, which eventually led to immeasurable destruction.
These are things that happened in the past. Although Ji Yuan missed many details, what he said was generally not wrong. The Hengshan Mountain God remained silent for a long time and the mountains were dead silent, but Ji Yuan knew that the other party must be listening.
After a long time, the Hengshan Mountain God slowly spoke.
"Mr. Ji, do you mean that this Youquan is very likely the resurfaced Yellow Spring water?"
Ji Yuan smiled and shook his head.
"Of course not. Huangquan was destroyed in the ancient war. Although this spring is cold, it is certainly not as magical or evil as Huangquan, but it can be Huangquan!"
"Mr. Ji, do you mean to make this spring the new Yellow Spring?"
The mountain god heard the hidden meaning in Ji Yuan's words and asked in surprise.
"That's right! Just as I said before, in ancient times, all living beings were divided into heaven and earth and governed themselves, and powerful creatures did not submit to each other. But in today's heaven and earth, all living beings have a common understanding of the truth, which gives rise to the will of all living beings. As long as everyone believes that it is Huangquan, Ji, with the help of the art of painting and the method of transformation, and with the help of you, the great god of Hengshan, can turn this spring into the netherworld and return it to Huangquan, and even let the ghost cultivators of the netherworld help each other. On the one hand, I can manage Huangquan with my strength, on the other hand, I can use the power of Huangquan to collect the filth of the netherworld and purify the nine netherworlds, and I can also condense the Yin Qi, and even guide the way for the dead..."
Ji Yuan spoke a string of words in a torrent of words, which were simply not something he could have thought of in a short period of time. However, to the ears of the Hengshan Mountain God, it was refreshing. He also felt that Mr. Ji had a quick mind, could see through the deep springs and caves like seeing fire, and his understanding of the way of heaven and earth was unmatched.
“This plan is good. If it can be accomplished, over time, even if this spring is not the Yellow Spring, it can become the Yellow Spring. It is also a great way to benefit all living beings. However… the underworld is independent of each other, so how can they control the Yellow Spring? Most of the city gods and ghosts in various places are virtuous people. But if there is such a Yellow Spring, if they are affected by it, the ghosts and gods of all parties may break free from the constraints of their wishes and become untrue to their original intentions!”
Ji Yuan knew what the mountain god meant. Most of the city gods in the underworld are highly respected people, and the ghosts and gods they appoint are all virtuous people selected by themselves. This is the foundation of the underworld's integrity, and the power of human wishes is the external guarantee of this foundation. However, if some ghosts and gods covet the power of the underworld, their original intentions may also change.
"That's why Ji said that we need a big lie to establish a common understanding, so that we can use the power of will to help restrain Huang Quan. If Huang Quan can be restrained, then ghosts and gods will naturally be no problem."
"That makes sense, but as I said, it is difficult for the underworld to be a powerful leader. Although most of the city gods are virtuous people, they are also pedantic. They only have the ambition to be the parents of a place and govern a city, but it is difficult for them to control the underworld."
"Well, Ji naturally knows this. Since the underworld has been divided into the underworld for many years, it is natural to divide the Yellow Spring. We only need a place to dominate the Yellow Spring. With this as a link, the underworld offices in various places can even communicate with each other. Many difficult problems in the past can be easily solved."
The mountain god must have heard it, and Ji Yuan must have made up his mind.
"I guess Mr. Ji has already found a suitable place and has thought of a comprehensive plan?"
Ji Yuan turned his head and looked around the mountain, then nodded with a smile.
"We are just waiting for the mountain god's consent! The world is in a time of trouble. If the underworld can have some good changes, it can channel the evil and strengthen the power of the righteous underworld, which is also a good thing."
The mountain mist transformed into a blurry rock face in front of Ji Yuan, and he answered solemnly.
"I originally wanted to ask Mr. Ji for help. Since Mr. Ji has such a good plan, it is reasonable for us to give it a try."
"That's great. Ji Yuan will leave a few paintings in Hengshan Mountain first and give them to the mountain god for safekeeping. When the time is right, they can be used. Later, I will reveal everything!"
…
With a desk and four treasures of the study, Ji Yuan spread out his brush and ink and began to paint beside the secluded spring deep in the Hengshan Mountain. In addition to the environment where the secluded spring is located in the belly of the mountain, many other scenes were mostly imagined by him, but the Hengshan Mountain God who was always paying attention to him was secretly amazed.
There is the azure sky above and the underworld below. In the netherworld, there are wide streams. The filth of heaven and earth gathers together. There is a road beside the underworld river. There are flowers on the other side of the river.
Ji Yuan painted one painting after another. There were no sounds, people or animals in the paintings. They were quiet and beautiful, but a sinister aura was born in the paintings. They were obviously new works, but they seemed like some kind of ancient underworld scene.
With the occasional supplements and improvements from the Hengshan Mountain God, Ji Yuan's painting was quickly completed. He left Hengshan in a hurry, leaving behind some of the paintings. After informing Xiangyuan Sect, he returned to Yunzhou alone.
As for the other worry of the Hengshan Mountain God, it was temporarily no longer a concern after hearing Ji Yuan talk about the battle with Zhu Yan in the painting.
In an emergency, Ji Yuan certainly couldn't take a leisurely ride on some realm ferry. He would directly fly back to Yunzhou with his sword out of the sky.
In order to make a false appear true, there are several necessary basic conditions in Yunzhou.
…
In the southern part of Yunzhou in the East, everything in the land of Dazhen is now thriving. After Ji Yuan returned to his hometown, the aura he saw along the way was greatly improved compared to the past.
This time, Ji Yuan neither stayed in Tongtian River nor went to Yin Mansion, nor did he go directly back to his home. Instead, he went straight to the former Wuya City, now the Youming City.
Today, Xin Wuya sits in charge of the Netherworld Main Hall and has thousands of ghosts under his command. Some of his former subordinates have even become city gods. As long as they do not violate the principles, they will obey the Netherworld Main Hall to a certain extent. In addition, the area under his jurisdiction is extremely vast, and he has benefited from the Dazhen Fengshan ceremony, which made the former old ghost Wuya become the Netherworld Emperor feared by all ghosts.
However, while enjoying the respected status brought about by this change, Xin Wuya also knew that practice was the foundation of everything. If he had not been able to support Wuya City because of his highest practice, or if there were other ghosts who surpassed him at the time, he would probably not be the Emperor of the Netherworld today.
In the past, Xin Wuya was a cultivation maniac, and now he cultivates even more diligently. Apart from the things he has to deal with as the Emperor of the Netherworld, he spends all his extra time on cultivation. After all, what is very different from before is that now he cannot touch the limit of his magic power growth through cultivation. This feeling is also very intoxicating to him. However, the improvement of his Taoism realm has obviously begun to slow down, and the reconstruction of his Yin body is still a long way to go.
In the Nether Palace, the door of the closed house where Xin Wuya was in seclusion slowly opened, and Xin Wuya, wearing a hat and dressed like a king, slowly walked out. There was dignity in his walk. Even though he had never been an emperor in his lifetime, he had an imperial aura.
"Congratulations to the Emperor for coming out of seclusion!"
The first Yin Shuai in the underworld stood at the door and saluted to greet him, and the other ghost cultivators who were waiting to greet him also responded loudly.
"Congratulations to the Emperor for coming out of seclusion!"
"Um!"
Xin Wuya responded indifferently, strode towards the front palace, and asked others as he walked.
"Is there any news about Mr. Ji?"
Yin Shuai on the side could only tell the truth.
"Replying to the Emperor, Mr. Ji's whereabouts are unpredictable, and there are very few people in the world who can find him. A while ago, I personally went to Tongtian River to meet the Dragon Lord, but learned that the other party couldn't find Mr. Ji either... But Mr. Ji must be fine!"
Xin Wuya sighed softly, sometimes he would wonder if it was because he was too eager for success, declared himself the Emperor of the Netherworld too early, and was too ostentatious, which caused Mr. Ji's dissatisfaction. Otherwise, the matter would have been agreed upon at the Dragon Transformation Banquet, but Mr. Ji did not come to Netherworld City to take a look.
But Xin Wuya would not reveal these thoughts in front of his subordinates. After all, the emperor's majesty was established with great difficulty among thousands of ghosts. He could only comfort himself that even the Dragon King could not find Mr. Ji, so there must be something important.
The faster his cultivation improved and the higher his Taoism became, the more Xin Wuya felt that Mr. Ji's depth was far beyond his imagination. He had to know that his current unimaginable status and foundation, and even his cultivation, were ultimately due to the seal that Mr. Ji had casually given him.
Therefore, Xin Wuya never dared to relax when doing what Ji Yuan asked him to do, but the results were secondary. Xin Wuya felt depressed that Mr. Ji didn't even come to see him.
Just as Xin Wuya was walking towards the front palace, a ghost suddenly came rushing over. A shadow came from far away and merged into a capable man with a sword in front of Xin Wuya.
"Report to the Emperor, Mr. Ji is here and is waiting for the Emperor in the front palace!"
Xin Wuya and the ghost cultivators on both sides were all shocked. As they were talking, Mr. Ji arrived, and the former hurriedly cheered himself up.
"Take me there now!"