The palace lanterns in Yougong are always the most unique. There are no stars in the sky of Youdu, so they are the stars of Yougong. The silver moon of Youdu is brighter and rounder than anywhere else, so they float in the sky with the silver moon and dance with the bright moon.
Fang Xiu stayed in this ghost palace for twenty years, but during this period he returned to the human world several times, either to go to the heaven to see how the heaven was transformed and whether the process of the main soul of the heavenly way assimilating the entire heaven was going smoothly.
During the journey, he also entered the important place of Youdu many times, Xianque Mountain, which was located in the back garden of the Lord of Youdu, and practiced with the help of the Tianyao Pool. Although no one announced that Fengdu had broken through to the fourth level, from the fact that he did not die or suffer serious injuries after entering Xianque Mountain, some cultivators and monsters who stayed in Youdu speculated that Fengdu had already entered the fourth level.
In the cold and deserted hall, a few solitary lamps flickered. Fang Xiu sat in the palace. The night wind blew up the scrolls hanging in the hall. Outside the palace wall, he could hear the patrolling demon generals passing by.
In front of Fang Xiu, a small black mountain was rising and falling, moving with Fang Xiu's breathing. This was exactly Fang Xiu's Luofeng Mountain. If the third-level Luofeng Mountain was just an illusion, then the fourth-level Luofeng Mountain could be said to be real.
This Luofeng Mountain Dharma image combines the dual characteristics of matter and soul. It can switch between reality and illusion, and even if it collapses, it can be restored bit by bit out of thin air.
Even though it is less than half a meter high when it transforms into its true form, as long as the magic power is activated, it will instantly turn into a mountain and smash down. Such powerful force is fundamentally different from the third level.
Not to mention the lifespan of a thousand years after reaching the fourth level. You have to know that the modern world has only been two thousand years from the Qin Dynasty to the present.
What's even more terrifying is that even if the physical body of a fourth-level cultivator is destroyed, they can still exist for a short period of time, and can even take over another body, change their cultivation, or become a god. Ordinary means cannot kill them at all.
It is no wonder that after Danjia broke through the fourth level and achieved immortality, he became arrogant and conceited, thinking that he was close to the ancient immortals. At this point, the essence of life is different. It can be said that he is no longer the same life as ordinary people. The difference is even greater than that between ants and elephants, both in strength and nature.
If it weren't for the appearance of the incense artifact, which could have destroyed his soul with one arrow, I'm afraid there would be few people in this world who could do anything to him.
"No clue! No clue at all!"
Although Fang Xiu was meditating, he was also trying to figure out how to break through to the fifth level, but he still had no idea.
"How do I cultivate to the fifth level of the immortal path? Or should I just pile up my cultivation level like this without any changes?"
"Sure enough, this is the most difficult for the first batch of pioneers. If there weren't these endless generations of cultivators who gradually paved the way for me and accumulated the foundation of this path, I don't know when I would be able to establish such a cultivation system."
Fang Xiu made up his mind: "I will go to the heaven again after a while, sort out all the talismans, prohibitions, and formations deduced from the mountain and sea world from the main soul of the heaven, and then ask the crow."
At this time, something related to Fang Xiu happened in the underworld.
After a divine decree was issued from Yin Tianzi City, the rays of light spread across thousands of miles, all the way from the underworld to the world of the living, and went straight to the ancient mountain in the extreme north of Dongzhou.
Light shot up into the sky from the Ancient Mountain, and a vast Shinto talisman unfolded from the sky. The golden scroll was like a cloud covering the sky, and black ink characters squirmed, each of which exuded the Shinto law that suppressed the heaven and earth.
In the fantasy realm of the ancient mountain, a ghost god wearing a robe with golden patterns also revealed his figure, leading thousands of ghost and god servants in the realm to salute the sky.
"The God of the Ancient Mountain, Changde, has taught the barbarians and guarded the Ancient Mountain for hundreds of years. Today, his merits are fulfilled and he is appointed as the Judge of the Soul-Catching Division!"
"He is in charge of the Soul-Catching Department of Yintianzi City, specializing in the underworld to capture ghosts and assist in rewarding the good and punishing the evil."
"Changde, the mountain god of Huanggu Mountain, received the order!"
A loud voice rang out in the sky like thunder, and then turned into a ball of light and fell on the body of the ancient mountain god.
The golden body of the mountain god of the ancient mountain, which originally seemed a little unreal, burst into golden light. He was covered with an official robe that symbolized the righteous god, and the patterns of ghosts and gods on his face became more complicated.
The power emanating from the status of the righteous god made the surrounding ghosts, gods, officials, ghost generals and ghost soldiers all crawl on the ground. The enormous pressure made them unable to move their wills.
At this point, Changde is no longer the god of the ancient mountain, but the judge of the soul-collecting department, the god of the underworld.
The gate to the underworld opened, and layers of dizzying golden stairs opened up, leading to endless depths.
And at the bottom of the stairs, overlapping shadows of ghosts and gods appeared. The carriages and armies that set out from Yintianzi City had already arrived here to greet Changde.
The scene this time was completely different from the last time. It was grand and solemn, showing the dignity of a righteous god.
Chang De turned into a ray of golden light and whizzed down, drilling into the carriage guarded by ghosts and gods. Five special ghost horses from the underworld stepped on the flames, pulling the three-meter-long and heavy carriage frame made of ghost copper, which was as big as a big house, and stepped onto the sky.
Behind him were thousands of ghost soldiers and generals, as well as groups of ghosts and gods, walking on the wind to guard them. Together, the mighty team passed through the sky of the underworld.
Wherever he passed, all the ghosts, monsters, spirits, gods and monsters prostrated themselves on the ground. Because of his status as a righteous god and the authority of the judge of the soul-catching department, all the ghosts and monsters had to submit to him.
Finally, the carriage guarded by the mighty ghosts and gods passed by a strange blessed land, which was a blessed land suspended in the sky and built on a jade scroll.
The extremely rich power of incense turned into a scorching sun, shining down from the gray sky of the underworld, breaking through all the gloom and gloom, and turning this blessed land of incense into a blessed fairyland.
In front of the gate of that blessed land, there stood a tall stone tablet with the four characters "Xundu Academy" inscribed on it.
The carriage arrived here and suddenly stopped. Chang De, the judge of the Soul-Catching Department, walked out of the carriage and stood in front. The ghosts, gods, ghost soldiers and ghost generals lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at this powerful god.
"Are we here again?" Chang De suddenly thought of someone, one of the few people in the world who could play chess with him.
At this moment, from the scorching sun transformed from the power of incense, a figure gradually condensed into shape, stood in front of the tall stone tablet, and smiled at Chang De.
It was a young man wearing a teacher's robe, with his back against the Xundu Academy, standing under the dazzling light of incense, like a sage descended to the world.
At this moment, two people were standing at the two ends of the sky. One was under the scorching sun, projecting the images and scenes of thousands of academies educating the human race, and the other was guarded by the vast number of ghosts and gods, rushing to the Yintianzi City, which was in charge of the reincarnation of the world.
The figure standing in front of Xundu Academy stood up and whispered, "Congratulations!"
Chang De said in surprise: "You are in the Yang world, but you can project your consciousness into the Yin world. This incense artifact is really mysterious. When I took you into the Yin world, I never thought it would be such a big deal."
Chang De looked into the distance and said, "I will go to Yintianzi City to take up the post of Judge of the Soul-Catching Division. If you have any problems in the future, you can go to Yintianzi City to find me!"
"I'm about to take up my new post and can't stay long. Goodbye!"
After saying that, the two men bowed and said goodbye. One of them rode away on the ghostly bronze chariot, while the other gradually disappeared in the light.