Longqiu is the site of the tombs of the kings of Dahuan. After ascending the throne, successive kings of Dahuan would go to Longqiu to worship their ancestors, pray to the gods of heaven and earth, and ask the ancestral gods to protect the country of Dahuan.
Tens of thousands of soldiers dressed in black armor and holding spears and halberds, guarded the chariot of King Huan like a mighty mountain, and passed through the cities and tribes in the territory of Dahuan. Along the way, the ministers of the fiefdoms and city-states led their tribes and followed the chariot of King Huan to the north.
If anyone dares to disobey or rebel, these tens of thousands of black-armored soldiers and the accompanying shaman priests are enough to suppress all those with evil intentions. Six years ago, the northern tour of the previous King Huan was accompanied by blood and fire. The tens of thousands of prisoners who are still building the royal tomb in Longqiu are witnesses of this.
Wherever he passed, he could see common people, savages, and tribes in the countryside kneeling under King Huan's throne. In their eyes, this scene was just like the journey of the Emperor of Heaven, and they trembled in panic under the gaze of the black-clad soldiers.
This was also to demonstrate military strength to the powerful Pan Kingdom in the north. The Pan Kingdom continued to expand, and its southern border was close to the river. Its eastern border reached Taishou Mountain, and its territory was surprisingly close to Dahuan. The Pan Kingdom also had the support of Taishou Mountain and Lingshu Mountain, and even the shadow of the ancient Xuanyuan clan behind it. Dahuan could not help but pay attention to such a powerful enemy.
At this moment, the southern border of Pan State is separated from Dahuan by a river. If it were not for the continuous attacks from demons and barbarians, it would have been ready to move long ago.
The hair on the six dragon horses was burning like flames. The three-meter-long emperor's chariot was surrounded by several beings emitting powerful auras. The aura emanating from each person turned into black wolf smoke or bright pillars of light that covered the sky.
The army was emitting a fiery red cloud of blood that was rising up.
Several Qi Refiners who had opened their spiritual eyes and were looking at the emperor's chariot in the distance turned pale when they saw this scene. They were wearing black cloaks and standing on the top of the mountain looking around. The power that formed the black wolf smoke suddenly turned into a celestial wolf and let out a deafening roar.
Several people who were spying from a distance closed their eyes at the same time. The leader even spat out a mouthful of blood. Blood overflowed from his eyes, turning into two lines of bloody tears that flowed down his face.
"Although King Huan is young, the power of the Great Huan is still strong and its fortune has not declined."
"Master is right! It's not time to change the dynasty yet!"
Several people were Qi cultivators from Lingshu Mountain. They came from afar just to observe the changes and reality of the succession of royal power in the Dahuan Dynasty. After observing it, they turned around and left without looking back, and disappeared as several black shadows.
Then the Dahuan soldiers wearing black armor and the shaman priests arrived here, with the sound of horse hooves neighing and a strong murderous aura. The shaman priests then cast spells to trace the source, but found nothing.
A few days later, King Huan Chongkang, accompanied by the high priest, the historian, the prime minister and other officials of the noble clan, personally climbed Mount Longqiu to sacrifice to his ancestors and pray to heaven and earth.
In an instant, the sky and the earth were filled with wind and clouds, the white clouds in the sky turned into thin mist and twisted and dissipated, and strong winds suddenly arose and continued.
The Longqiu Mountain seemed to move, and from the coiled dragon of the earth veins, a divine decree of the Emperor flew out and fell into the hands of the King of Dahuan.
As for what is written in it and what its function is, no one knows.
This was the first time in a hundred years that Emperor Longqiu had responded. It also represented the changes taking place in heaven and earth, as well as the importance of the deification of the earthly gods and the reappearance of the underworld. Even Emperor Longqiu began to circumvent the restrictive rules and intervene.
Taishou Mountain is a sacred mountain that Qingyang found after searching all the mountains and rivers in the east. The mountain is not very tall, but it is beautiful and full of spiritual energy.
In the beginning, this place was still a wild land with only some tribes of barbarians around, demons and monsters running rampant, and evil spirits devouring humans at will. But now, it has become the territory of Pan Kingdom. There are three villages at the foot of Taishou Mountain, and there are important border towns in the distance.
When Qingyang Sanren returned, his youngest disciple was already very old, but the Taoist temple on Mount Taishou was growing stronger and stronger, with hundreds of disciples. The originally simple Taoist temple had been transformed into the Qingyang Taoist Palace. There were also buildings such as the Sutra Library, the Star-Picking Tower, the Enlightenment Cave, etc. on the mountain. It finally looked like a big and powerful sect.
The Taishou Mountain Taoist Temple has been passed down for nearly a hundred years. Originally, it had only less than ten people. With the return of its founder, Qingyang Sanren, it has a profound foundation and is very famous among the entire human race.
Qingyang Sanren was one of the first batch to enter the Mountain and Sea Realm. He has now been there for nearly thirty years. When it comes to understanding the changes and situations in the Mountain and Sea Realm, he has the best understanding. He started planning more than twenty years ago.
"The edict from the underworld!" Qingyang Sanren was playing with a bronze order that was emitting divine light in his hand. There were distorted ancient characters on the front of the order - Taishou.
It was the underworld edict of Mount Taishou, the certificate of the mountain god's position. Qingyang Sanren sank his consciousness into the earth veins of Mount Taishou, and after spending countless efforts, he finally extracted the edict from it. He was unable to obtain any divine sense, so he could only rely on this method.
The original name of this mountain was not these two words, but because of people's wishes, the name of this mountain naturally became Taishou Mountain.
When Qingyang Sanren held the bronze order, the glowing words on it flowed, constantly wriggling and changing, extremely magical and mysterious. This object looked like copper and iron, but it was condensed from an extremely magical force. It was the embodiment of the rules of the contract, fearless of water and fire, and invulnerable to magic power. Even if it was damaged by the supreme Taoism, it would quickly recover.
However, Qingyang Sanren was concerned about his own name on it.
"Name: Zhang San"
"Birthdate... Place of origin..."
This information, which should be unknown to anyone in the world of mountains and seas, is now clearly displayed. The most crucial thing is the word "merit" and the number behind it.
"Merit of the gods!" Qingyang Sanren was watching this line. He had known many years ago that this merit value was the key to ascending to the throne of gods. However, when he tried to make his disciples become the gods of Taishou Mountain, he never succeeded.
It was not until the news that Prime Minister Teng Yong had become the god of the Bohe River and detailed intelligence was sent to him that Qingyang Sanren realized that he was still missing the most crucial item.
"Incense and sacrifice!"
Qingyang Sanren stared at the underworld decree with a twinkling eye: "Only when someone offers sacrifices can one become a god, and only when the power of incense is gathered can one ascend to the throne of godhood!"
"It becomes stronger because of the merits of incense, and it also declines because of the merits of incense!"
Qingyang Sanren also saw the face of the God of Earth clearly. He then shook his head and said, "This path of God is not perfect either. There are many restrictions and disadvantages that I don't know about. It is not comparable to the freedom of immortality. If there is no other way, I would not want to take this path!"
Looking at the information displayed about his own name, hometown, and merits, Qingyang Sanren revealed an unconcealable fear in his eyes. Since the first time he saw his own name, this fear had surfaced again and again, and it had deepened each time.
"Is my name also in the Book of Life and Death? My life span, life and death, and destiny have already been determined?"
"Even if I don't take this path, I must know what the underworld is. One day, I will go to the underworld to see what my own life and death destiny is written on it."
Qingyang Sanren flicked his sleeves, and immediately the bell inside the Taoist palace rang. The Taishou Mountain disciples who were practicing in the Zhaixing Tower, the Sutra Library, the Enlightenment Cave, or the small buildings beside the river in the mountains all came up the mountain.
"The underworld has appeared, and the underworld has reopened!"
"Among all the disciples of Taishou Mountain, whoever can accumulate enough merits will be the mountain god of Taishou Mountain!"
"Establish a golden statue of the god, and enjoy the incense for a thousand years!"
"If there is another opportunity, you can also get the full support of the sect."
At this moment, outside the capital of the world, Xundu, the capital of King Dahuan, an ox cart pulling a young man passed through the wide and heavy ancient city gate and slowly stepped into the capital.