Chapter Thirteen: The Long and Winding Road Ahead is Difficult
Thank you for the rewards from Si Kong Wu Xin, Xiao Mo and Jing Zhe Shu You...
Fang saw it and thought to himself, the master's men who were killed that day were all nobles and brave warriors. Each of them still had the aura of their former lives after they died. How could they be suppressed into this copper seal and become like this?
It's as if they had no will at all... Looking at these dead souls, each face is stiff and their features are indistinguishable. My heart is greatly shocked, and my feeling of reverence deepens.
Liu Yi watched this scene, but was quite satisfied. In charge of the underworld reincarnation, holding the power to reward and punish. Naturally, there are means to wear down the consciousness of all the dead souls, making ghosts and objects become a blank sheet again, and then re-entering the cycle of reincarnation in the three realms.
As for the Six Paths of Rebirth, it is a Buddhist concept with too many loopholes and is not a true Dharma in the underworld.
Last time, the fallen officials and guards were all taken into the Heart Seal of the Earth God, with the divine power from the Spirit Pool driving their refinement. They were all transformed into this appearance.
"A blank sheet of paper is perfect for painting!" Liu Yi exclaimed with a smile.
The divine power revolved, and a ray of light enveloped one of the deceased souls. A memory was bestowed upon the past, and on this soul's originally expressionless face, its eyes gradually began to gleam with spirit, its features became distinct, its complexion turned rosy, its eyebrows resembled sleeping silkworms, and whiskers grew under its chin.
Farewell, the divine light fell and transformed into armor and weapons. Soon, a magnificent general with a shining armor appeared, saluting with military courtesy, saying: "Junior General Wang Er, reporting to Your Excellency!"
She looked towards Wang Fang again, and with just a glance from her phoenix eyes, she revealed a hint of coldness and arrogance.
Fang saw a great hatred, and it was jealousy. He just felt that this ghostly creature's cultivation realm wasn't much higher than his own, but its arrogant attitude was too annoying.
Especially Wang Er, looking majestic and extraordinary, as if a great general. This made Fan Fang even more jealous.
Liu Yi was stunned, not thinking that when he painted on this white paper, because he thought of the Guardian God, he subconsciously remembered the appearance of Guan Gong. This Wang Er, whether in appearance or facial features, has a few similarities with Guan Sheng Emperor.
"Crime, crime!" Liu Yi secretly laughed in his heart. Fortunately, he was in this world, where the Guan Sheng Emperor did not exist; otherwise, with such a great god coming to kill him, it would be terrible!
Seeing these blank ghosts with washed memories under his hands, there were fifty or sixty of them, each given a memory image, but it was impossible.
Suddenly, an evil idea emerged. The divine power in the spiritual pool churned up, jumping and burning drop by drop, turning into a red flame that enveloped all these whiteboard ghosts.
Waiting for the flames to disappear, dozens of ghosts reappeared, and saw that these ghosts had greatly changed in appearance. One by one, they stretched out snow-white wings behind their backs, with a faint spiritual light. Each and every one was handsome in appearance. Although they were just ghosts, their appearance was extraordinary. Wearing Liu Yi's divine power transformed into bright armor, the wings also carried a faint spiritual light, like heavenly beings.
Even if it's just a ghostly apparition like this, everyone who sees it will be shocked and feel ashamed of their own ugliness.
Suddenly, a sense of crisis arose in his heart. He thought that the master's hands were originally not many. This time, he valued us. Now that the master has so many formidable ghostly objects, I must be even more loyal and diligent, lest I be forgotten by the master. A sense of crisis arose in his heart. Under such a carrot-and-stick approach, Ruan Fang's loyalty burst forth with twelve times the enthusiasm.
Liu Yi was satisfied with his discovery of Luan Fang's state, and he went back to looking at his own knockoff angel, with a lot of amusement in his gaze.
At least in this square world, there is no such thing. It has been improved a lot by itself and is more in line with the oriental aesthetic. Looking at it, it really looks like a heavenly being descending from heaven.
"We await your orders, milord!" The angels knelt down in reverence.
Liu Yi originally had some mischievous thoughts, but suddenly realized at this moment. No wonder many legends have angels that are all cast from the same mold.
Now that I think about it, it's indeed the case. For example, if you had to give memories, emotions, and appearances to 50 or 60 subordinates one by one, it would be a very troublesome and difficult task.
In Western mythological legends, there are billions of angel legions. How can they be assigned one by one? There must be a template!
Re-examining his own spiritual pool, his divine power was consumed by half again, and the water level of the spiritual pool became one-fourth.
Liu Yi couldn't help but let out a light sigh, this kind of transformation was too exhausting for his divine power. If the number was limited, it would be fine, but if there were really billions of them, even the so-called unique master would be drained dry.
But anyway, seeing dozens of radiant angels under his command, plus that one Guan Gong... Liu Yi felt a sense of pride and satisfaction.
Adding the ghost soldiers that already exist in the spiritual realm, Liu Yi will be able to gather a large number of fierce ghost-level ghost soldiers.
At that time, we can enter the Su Shan and conquer those mountain demons and monsters, extending our divine position to the Su Shan.
The City God is after all a deity with a proper seal, protected by the official aura of the government office, and it's not that easy to deal with.
But when that moment really arrives, humph, what can a mere City Guardian of Huiling City amount to? Just wait until I conquer the Su Shan mountain range spanning three hundred miles, and with the divine power brought by the Heavenly Symbol, I will be able to ascend to the Danxuan Xuantian Symbol. At that time, won't it be more than enough to trample this small Huiling City?
The lowest level of summoning is Tai Xiao Yang Tian, which is white divine power. Next is Chi Xiao Zhu Tian Summoning, the color is light red. That's Liu Yi's current level. Going forward, however, is a leapfrog improvement. Reaching Dan Xiao Xuan Tian, at that time, it will be deep red, or golden red in color.
The Cheng Huang god, is in this level, the divine power shines golden red. Under the cover of divine power, even ghosts can be protected from harm for a short time when the sun rises.
If one truly attains the Golden Divine Power, it is the moment of summoning the Flame Symbol of the Radiant Sky. However, it is only when returning to pure Yang that one can reveal their sacredness under the bright sunlight, no longer a ghost or spirit, but a true deity.
As soon as he thought of the long and arduous path ahead, Liu Yi's heart, which had just been filled with a hint of pride, involuntarily calmed down.
Fan Zhen said to me during the wine party, this matter is only temporarily settled. The governor of the province will come again to re-examine, but I think as long as the governor is not too stupid, he should not involve himself in that case again.
However, it's still necessary to be cautious. After all, there are quite a few fools in high positions!
The road to God is far and difficult to measure, full of twists and turns. I will push aside the thorns and cut through the brambles, searching high and low!
The bright moon had already moved to the middle of the sky, and was gradually sinking westward. As the moon completely set in the west, the entire spiritual realm began to rise with thick fog, slowly hiding and sinking down.
