Fang Xiu looked upwards, his gaze penetrated the heavy bronze roof of the palace, penetrated layers of earth, and directly reached the realm of mountains and seas.
Fang Xiu saw Dongzhou, and his eyes fell on Siqiong Mountain, and the powerful soul shadow that was still integrated with the Siqiong Mountain range.
Fang Xiu stood in the bronze hall, standing beside the Emperor of the Netherworld, holding the Book of Life and Death, with endless light flowing on his body. At this moment, Fang Xiu had completely merged with the authority of the entire Mountain and Sea Realm, modifying and adjusting the rules of reincarnation in the Mountain and Sea Realm.
Fang Xiu pointed his fingertips at the Book of Life and Death, and threads of light followed Fang Xiu's fingertips and emerged. A black bronze token condensed from it, with a seed of a divine decree flashing inside it.
The token reads—Mountain God of Siqiong Mountain!
Fang Xiu waved his long sleeves, and saw the token turned into a ray of light and rushed directly into the sky, penetrating through the heavy dark fog, breaking through the earth, and appeared on Mount Siqiong.
At this moment, more than ten years have passed since the last war in Siqiong Mountain. The Dahuan Dynasty was established, the Xuanyuan Kingdom withdrew from the stage, and the remaining Xuanyuan people closed the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom and no longer had any contact with the outside world.
Within the restored barrier, the remaining Xuanyuan people have become more simple and quiet compared to their former luxury, high profile and arrogance. Even the palaces and pavilions rebuilt in the country, with their musical instruments and pianos, have become much more plain.
All the spiritual birds and auspicious beasts on the mountain died or fled, all the spiritual plants and flowers withered, the rivers that used to flow dried up, and even the waterfalls and water sources on the mountain disappeared without a trace.
During the past ten years, the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom remained barren. Even at night, one could still hear the war cries and screams of the dead souls, making people unconsciously return to that day and see that horrific scene.
The horrifying power of death and the endless dead souls are still cursing this ancient country beneath the earth.
If someone comes here again, I am afraid they will not recognize this place anymore. It is the former Xuanyuan Kingdom. There is no tree to be seen within a radius of miles. It is bare without any green. It is full of death everywhere. It is no longer the paradise it once was.
With the death of the high priest and the fall of the ancestor god, after witnessing the great terror of this world and the world of netherworld and death, the Xuanyuan people began to understand that they were not the so-called gods, descendants of gods and demons.
They are nothing but a speck of dust in the vast universe.
The clanging sounds of the piano carry a hint of sorrow and sadness, as well as a commemoration of the dead and the dead souls.
At this moment, a ray of light shot up from the earth and rushed into the sky, immediately attracting the attention of all Xuanyuan people.
A new generation of high priests walked out of the temple. Groups of Xuanyuan people, wagging their long tails, walked out of the palaces and pavilions and looked up at the sky.
The light stayed for only a moment, and then immediately fell into the mountains like a star.
The stars merged into the earth's veins and became one with the existence sunk in the mountains.
What followed was a beautiful music that rang out throughout the entire mountain, like the rustling of millions of leaves, or the crisp sound of rain falling on the earth, with millions of water droplets bursting and exploding.
"What is this?" The Xuanyuan people who were compiling the history book of Xuanyuan Kingdom put down the carving knives and bamboo slips in their hands.
"What's that sound?" The Xuanyuan people, who were inspired, looked outside the door and window.
"This sound is so beautiful!" The children gathered around their mother's feet put their hands behind their ears and squinted their eyes.
“It’s simply… the joy of nature!” A beautiful girl with a long zither in her arms and hair tied up in a bun walked out of the pavilion with her back against the withered waterfall.
The surviving Xuanyuan people watched and stood outside, listening to the pleasant voice. The old, young and children closed their eyes at the same time and listened to the beautiful voice with their ears.
It is beautiful, melodious, and immersive. As if by listening to the sound, you can feel the breath of nature and the mountains, as if the mountains are roaring and returning.
The new high priest was wearing a dark red robe and standing in front of the temple square, as if he was standing on a cliff, overlooking the earth below.
Then I saw green buds gradually emerging on the ground. The buds grew into grass leaves and then spread around.
"The earth... has revived!"
“The mountain is alive!”
One by one, the Xuanyuan people rushed down the mountain and walked down the stairs. They could see that the earth beneath their feet was recovering little by little. Plants, flowers and grass grew up little by little, and trees began to sprout.
The dead silent Xuanyuan Kingdom is full of life again.
They were so excited and cheering that they had no idea what was going on.
“The river… there’s water in the river!”
"There's water in the river!"
Someone ran towards the river and saw water gushing out from the ground and spreading around. Everyone looked at that small pool of water with tears of excitement in their eyes, as if they had seen a miracle.
The girl holding the harp felt a sound behind her at this time. She turned her head and saw the dried-up waterfall, with water now flowing down bit by bit.
The water dripped, then continued to gather and become bigger, forming waterfalls little by little and connecting together.
One, two, three, several waterfalls began to gushed out water.
At this moment, their temples also burst into intense light, and the ancestral gods they worshipped also began to revive at this moment.
"Ancestor God! The Ancestor God has also revived!"
"The Ancestral God has revived!"
The new high priest led all the Xuanyuan people to kowtow towards the temple at the same time. No one could believe that all this was happening.
But at this moment, he has transformed into the God of Mount Siqiong, managing the entire Siqiong Mountain range. From now on, he can never set foot outside of here again. He has turned into a god and is protecting his people.
At the same time, because of the revival of the mountain god, all the dead souls in the entire Siqiong Mountain turned into streams of light and fell into a black gate.
Those evil ghosts and resentful spirits who led the fighting spirits to resist the power of reincarnation, howled and refused to reincarnate, revealed the horrible faces of witches and priests in their lifetime, broke free from the earth, howled and roared towards the sky, but were still suppressed by the mountain god and sent into reincarnation.
In the area of Siqiong Mountain, with the emergence of a mountain god, reincarnation finally has a preliminary order.
Fang Xiu stood in the bronze hall, holding the Book of Life and Death and nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with his idea.
Then he brushed his hand across the Book of Life and Death, and immediately saw rays of light jumping out from it, transforming into tokens and secret edicts that rushed into the top of the bronze hall. The tokens were ancient bronze orders, and the secret edicts were like the emperor's divine will. Rays of bright light were spinning on it like stars.
One can see that on the tokens one after another are written the titles and imperial decrees of the gods such as the land god of Shaoxi Village, the river god of Dahe, the city god of Xundu, the mountain god of Longqiu, etc. On the secret edicts one after another are written the titles of the gods in the underworld such as the judge of the Sin Department, the chief clerk of the Reward Department, etc.
These imperial edicts and secret decrees will gradually take shape in this bronze palace, and one day, they will break away from this bronze palace and scatter across the world.
That day will be the time when the cycle of reincarnation in the underworld will truly begin again.
Fang Xiu placed the Book of Life and Death on the white jade table. The Lord of the Underworld, who was the incarnation of the Skeleton Demon, began to perform his duties as assigned by his divine power. He took the Book of Life and Death and flipped through the names on it.