Chapter Fifty-One: Smashing the Temple

  The aura of the Holy Way traverses the vast sky, and the entire Qingzhou City is solemnized, even the entire world, the entire dynasty's primordial energy has undergone a subtle and strange fluctuation, countless powerful beings in closed cultivation are awakened, lifting their heads to gaze north towards Qingzhou Prefecture.

  Three hundred miles outside Qingzhou Prefecture, a drunken Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly: "It's actually the aura of the Holy Way, could it be that another Holy Way artifact has been born in this world?"

  After finishing his monologue, the Taoist gently put down the wine jug, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes: "The Yin Division is so bold, daring to interfere with the affairs of the Yang world without authorization. Is it true that our human race has no one?"

  After finishing speaking, the Taoist's right foot lightly stomped on the ground, and the wine gourd instantly traversed the endless void, breaking through the spatial barrier, and rushed towards the Yin Si Fu.

  The judge suddenly appeared on the scene, looking at the empty Judge's Mansion with a difficult expression: "Miscalculated, didn't expect there to be a Confucian saintly artifact".

  "How dare you, a bold Taoist, come to my underworld and cause trouble? Are you not afraid of tasting the suffering of the eighteen layers of hell?" The judge's hand flashed with light, and the judge's pen appeared in his hand instantly.

  The judge's pen lightly hooked and collided with the gourd, and the originally intact court once again showed cracks.

  "Hmph" The judge let out a cold hum, and had no choice but to exert his magical powers to protect the courthouse.

  At this moment, a terrifying aura spread from the Yin Division, this aura was extremely high and grand, ruling over all ghosts and gods, dominating the world.

  The gourd spun instantly, piercing through the void, and vanished into thin air.

  Outside Qingzhou City, the Taoist's wine had worn off by now. He looked in the direction of Qingzhou Prefecture with a hint of apprehension: "The City God is actually going to wake up. With the support of the underworld laws, I am absolutely no match for that City God. Never mind, this time just give him a lesson."

  Li Hui's face turned ugly as he stared into the void, and immediately shouted: "Who dares to disturb the heavenly law and order, shall be executed along with his nine clans."

  As the voice fell, the mighty and righteous aura of Haoran broke through the barrier of the underworld in an instant, striking towards the court of judgment and the city god's location.

  A layer of mist shrouded the city gate, making it difficult to see clearly. At this moment, with a solemn gaze, he struck that person with a mighty blow, full of majesty and grandeur.

  With a slight movement in his hand, a strange mountain and river jade appeared in Cheng Huang's hand: "I am a ghost god, ruling over countless spirits, with the support of heaven, how can I be shaken by human ways?"

  After finishing speaking, the endless mountains and rivers appeared in front of Cheng Huan, and a strange law fluctuation from the Yin Si Fu instantly spread out, superimposing on those mountain and river jade.

  The horizon is just a foot away, yet the foot is as far as the horizon. That person said that the great momentum of the great Confucian scholars' majestic and upright energy was being consumed to exhaustion under the endless virtual shadows of mountains and rivers, and the attack had become formless.

  The city god looked at the Yin Si Gong De on his head with a heartache, and suddenly became furious: "Come, go and bring the judge to me."

  The Chenghuang order was issued, and the judge hadn't even had time to tidy up his own mansion, so he came obediently, looking at the dark face of the Chenghuang, bowing his head and saying: "I've seen you, sir."

  The city god let out a cold hum, the smoke and fog on his face fluctuating non-stop: "I didn't give orders not to cause trouble for my Yin Si Fu, did I? How could you forget my laws, or are you simply not taking me seriously?"

  A cold sweat dripped from the judge's temples, this was a heart-piercing remark. If you said you forgot, then fine, with your memory, how can you be a judge? You should be demoted to the bottom immediately! If you said you didn't put your superior in your eyes, then what are you even doing here?

  The situation is stronger than the man, and the judge has bowed his head.

  With a sigh, he gazed out at the endless Underworld, and after a while, his voice was flat and calm: "Nowadays, the human world is the dominant trend, the Heavenly Court is invisible, and the Earthly Prison has also disappeared in the endless river of history. The path to seeking the Way of Heaven and Earth has been cut off. You should know the situation of us gods and spirits. This world is just an appetizer, what's worth your attention? Don't miss the big picture, or you might not be able to be a judge again next time if you're so reckless."

  "Yes, yes, I was wrong."

  "Go and reflect on yourself, the emperor of this world is not taken seriously by you or me, but you should consider someone else's feelings, otherwise no one will be able to protect you."

  Watching the judge's departing figure, the City God's facial expression returned to calmness: "A troublesome autumn indeed".

  He rubbed his own head, Chen Jiu looked at the holy chapter in front of the bed that had turned to ashes, and revealed a painful expression: "Judge, I'm not done with you yet. How can you be so petty and narrow-minded? You're not worthy of being a ghost god."

  He clutched the remaining sacred chapters to his chest, Chen Jiu's eyes fixed on the distant commotion, when suddenly a ferocious expression emerged: "You don't want me to have a good life, and you won't have one either."

  Something big has happened on the first floor, it's not just a ordinary big thing, it's something that can shake the heavens.

  A huge list hangs in front of the door of a wine shop, and passersby are attracted by this list. Even refugees from afar come to join in the excitement.

  "Everyone, everyone, please quiet down. My master has something to instruct you all to do." The shopkeeper stood at the door and said to the crowd below.

  Seeing the crowd quiet down, Chen Jiufang slowly stepped onto the stage and bowed to the people below: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am the master of this first floor. The other day, the judge of the underworld detained me without reason and made things difficult for me in all sorts of ways. Fortunately, I was helped by a noble person and escaped back. From today on, my first floor will not rest until we settle the score with the judge of the underworld. In the future, anyone who destroys a temple of the judge can come to my first floor and eat for free for three days. Those who go to make trouble at the judge's temple can eat for free for one day. This world is all about profit coming and going, your vagrant rice is not even enough to eat, are you still afraid of offending ghosts and gods?"

  As soon as Chen Jiu spoke, the crowd below erupted into a commotion. Especially the destitute beggars and refugees, who stared at Chen Jiu with gleaming eyes: "Young master, are you telling the truth?"

  Chen Jiuyi smiled slightly: "What kind of identity is this young master, and there are so many elders and fellow villagers as witnesses, how could he play jokes with you?"

  "Alright, alright, since the young master says so, I'll take a chance. If I starve to death, it's just one death; if I offend the gods and ghosts, it's also just one death," said a dirty and disheveled beggar, who then pushed through the crowd and ran towards the nearby Temple of the Judge, afraid that someone would beat him to it.

  With one guy taking the lead, the rest of the crowd also rushed towards the Temple of the Judge, since ancient times ghosts and gods have not been visible, people's fear of ghosts and gods is actually not that deep, now everyone sees a bargain and it's like they've been injected with chicken blood.

  It's just a temple of a judge, smashing it or burning it is all the same.

  Not far from the first floor, a porter carrying a pole looked at Chen Jiu's behavior and suddenly put down the firewood, clenching his fists: "Unfilial son, unfilial son! This is going to ruin the incense of this temple. I will not let you off easy."

  After finishing speaking, his figure disappeared on the spot.

  Qingzhou Prefecture was hit by a huge storm, the Temple of Judgment was smashed, no matter where, as long as there was a Temple of Judgment, some vagrants and local rascals would smash it violently.

  Of course, it's not that no one stopped them, but compared to those idle and vagrant people, normal good families don't have so much time to watch the temple, they still need to make a living for their family.

  If not during the day, then at night; if not openly, then secretly when you're not paying attention. As long as one wants to destroy something, it's still quite easy, a matter of just one move.

  Even some private homes were invaded by bandits, and after seeing the judge's plaque, they smashed it. Although the plaques of some small households can't be exchanged for a meal, they can still be exchanged for some silver fragments, right?

  The judge in the Yin Si is extremely annoyed, but recently, Qingzhou Prefecture has gathered wind and cloud, with countless great repairmen, practitioners stationed here, staring closely at the Yin Si Prefecture, and the judge also has no way.

  "A bunch of old guys, now that the path to enlightenment is cut off, let's see how long you can hold on, in the end, aren't you all going to die and fall under my jurisdiction in the underworld?" Judge said with a gloomy face.

  Actually, the judge's words were an exaggeration. Many practitioners have entered reincarnation, but very few have entered the underworld. These cultivators all possess great divine powers and abilities, and in their previous lives, they were proud and arrogant, how could they be subject to the jurisdiction of the underworld? Moreover, which practitioner does not have a few good friends? When it comes to rebirth, there will naturally be someone to help, why bother with the underworld?