I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 1500 Bodhisattva, Emperor, Accomplice, Seat!

"Dad, Mom, Big Brother, Second Brother!"

After passing through the Gate of Chaos, looking at the four close relatives in the courtyard, tears immediately welled up in Yang Chan's eyes and she shouted with a choked voice.

"Chan'er."

"Third sister..."

The four members of the family looked at her at the same time. Yao Ji slowly opened her arms and gently called out, "Come here."

"Mom~" Yang Chan turned into a breeze and instantly threw herself into Yao Ji's arms, crying bitterly: "Mom, I miss you so much!"

Yao Ji laughed and then cried, silently hugging her daughter's slender body: "Mother misses you too, every moment, I think of you."

At this touching moment, Qin Yao bowed slightly towards the slowly disappearing Gate of Chaos to thank Nuwa for sending Yang Chan back.

He knew very well that saints valued their reputation the most, so he would never lose points in this regard.

Beyond the sky, there is Nuwa Palace.

After seeing this scene, Nuwa's mouth corners slightly raised and she was in a very happy mood.

This is very good. Yang Jian did not become arrogant just because he became the King of Fengdu. He remained the same as before and had not changed.

If he doesn't change, then the relationship between them won't change, and the relationship between her and Yang Chan won't change either.

In fact, these relationships are themselves interconnected...

That night.

At the Yang Mansion in Huashan, a family of five is happily having a reunion dinner.

In the battlefield of Conferred Gods, Jiang Ziya sat on the back of a Sibu Xiang and watched the army crossing the river.

"Marshal, it's getting late. The remaining troops should continue crossing the river early tomorrow morning." Soon, Nangong Shi came to Jiang Ziya accompanied by Wu Ji and said softly.

Jiang Ziya nodded slightly and said, "General Nangong will stay in Mianchi County and take the remaining troops across the river tomorrow. I will wait for you in Mengjin."

"Yes, Marshal!"

Nangong Shi clasped his fists and said.

Shortly after.

Jiang Ziya rode on a Sibu Xiang and walked slowly on the surface of the Yellow River with Wu Ji, who rode a tall horse. Every time the Sibu Xiang and the fierce horse stepped on the water, ripples would be created.

"Buji~"

"Master."

"Yang Jian was a ghost, and I was a god. Now Yang Jian has achieved perfection and his physical body has become an emperor. Do you think I have this blessing?" Jiang Ziya asked softly.

Wu Ji pursed his lips and whispered: "Master was deified, he worked hard and made great contributions, how could he not have this blessing?

What's more, the List of Gods is in your hands now, and you have the final say on who to deify and what kind of gods to deify."

He has never been a stupid person, otherwise he would not have been the last disciple of the prime minister. Therefore, the moment the master asked, he knew that the other party was planning to refer to Yang Jian, or even imitate Yang Jian.

What can he say in this situation?

Should I say that you are not worthy of it, or should I advise the other party to think twice before acting?

No matter which one he said, he would be rejected; therefore, he could only speak according to the other party's wishes.

"you're right."

At this time, Jiang Ziya's expression gradually became firm: "The power to confer gods is in my hands, and I have suffered much more than Yang Jian along the way. Even if I haven't made extraordinary achievements, I have worked hard, right? It's not too much for me to reserve a throne for myself, right?"

"Of course it's not too much." Wu Ji said without hesitation: "This is what you deserve, Master!"

Jiang Ziya finally laughed, took out the List of Gods, stared at the gods in it over and over again, and finally looked at a throne high above.

And the name of this deity... is Emperor Dongyue!

Three months later.

Jiang Ziya waited for hundreds of princes to gather in the Mengjin camp, with a total of more than 1.6 million troops. They marched to Chaoge and decided the outcome of the war.

At this point, the Battle of the Gods officially ended and the outcome was decided. Jiang Ziya bid farewell to King Wu, rode a cloud back to Yuxu Palace, and reported to his master Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Ziya, have you ever thought about yourself?"

After some questions and the bestowal of the decree to confer the deity, Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly asked.

Jiang Ziya's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately thought about a thousand things. Finally, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Master, I have no consideration for the time being."

He was worried that if he spoke his true feelings and Yuanshi Tianzun did not allow it, then he would be completely in trouble.

In that case, it would be better to make the matter a done deal and deify myself first.

In fact, if the List of Conferred Gods did not require a talisman and a Conferred God Platform to be deified, unlike the List of Conferred Ghosts which could be deified instantly, he would have already conferred himself the title of Emperor Dongyue.

However, he made a fatal mistake, which was misjudging the wisdom of Yuanshi Tianzun.

After all, he is one of the Six Saints. How could Yuanshi Tianzun not see through the little tricks in his mind?

Moreover, for Yuanshi Tianzun, you can tell him openly. After careful consideration, if he feels that it is not feasible, he will give you compensation even if he rejects you.

But you just choose to hide your feelings and play tricks on him, which is equivalent to touching his reverse scale and directly blocking your own future.

Because of this, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at him deeply, unwilling to say anything more, and waved his hand and said, "You can go now."

Jiang Ziya breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and accepted the order, then turned into a breeze and flew out of Yuxu Palace.

After watching him leave silently, Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head and instantly arrived in front of the Conferred God Platform in Qishan. He stared at the Conferred God Platform for a while, raised his hand and took out a heroic soul from it...

The next day.

Jiang Ziya ascended the Conferred God Platform, read out the imperial edict from Yuanshi Tianzun, and conferred gods on behalf of Heaven. He first conferred the title of God on Bai Jian, and then conferred the title of God on Huang Tianhua, Duke Bingling, the Lord of the Three Mountains.

Being ranked second, this position is naturally not small. The reason why Jiang Ziya appointed Huang Tianhua as a high-ranking god is very simple. After experiencing the incident of Yang Jian's special appointment of Tu Xingsun, he understood a truth.

Human resources are also resources. Huang Tianhua is the disciple of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. If I confer a high title on him, then Daode Zhenjun will appreciate my friendship, just like Juliusun appreciates Yang Jian's friendship!

After Huang Tianhua took the throne, Jiang Ziya deliberately skipped the Five Great Emperors and instead conferred titles on the gods of various tribes. He conferred on all the generals who died on the battlefield, and even some of the vanguards and fierce soldiers, as gods. It was not easy to gather the total number of 361.

Finally, it came to the stage of conferring titles on the Five Emperors. The first one he wanted to confer titles on was Huang Feihu. However, he found that Huang Feihu was not on the Conferring God Platform.

Turning to ask Bai Jian, Bai Jian just said that he didn't know. The key point was that the person was not there, so he couldn't confer the title. He could only sigh that Brother Feihu was unlucky and was conferred the title of the Four Emperors without the other party.

But what he never expected was that when there was only one deity left, the Immortal of Nan Ji brought Huang Feihu to the Conferred God Platform to accept the title.

Jiang Ziya looked at Huang Feihu, then at the Immortal of the South Pole, and felt his vision go dark and he almost vomited blood.

Being too clever will only ruin your future...

Time passes.

Five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

During these more than one hundred thousand days and nights, an amazing and huge fairy city rose from the underworld.

The name of this city is Fengdu, which connects the six realms of reincarnation and is the residence of Fengdu Emperor.

For five hundred years, the King of Fengdu has been a construction maniac, building cities like crazy, which has led to the largest city in the underworld today.

Not counting the ghosts who hid themselves and the wandering spirits who came to play in the city, there were more than 60 million ghosts who had obtained the right to live in the city, so the city continued to expand outward and became bigger and bigger. Compared with the deserted underworld in the past, the underworld today is very lively and finally has the atmosphere of one of the three realms...

This day.

A woman with a dragon-like bun, wearing a white gauze skirt, with eyebrows like a small moon, eyes like two stars, lips like cherries, a happy face, and holding a pure bottle of nectar and weeping willows, stepped into Fengdu City. Looking at the hustle and bustle of the city, she was secretly amazed.

For mortals, five hundred years is a long time, enough to complete ten reincarnations.

But for immortals, five hundred years is very short, just a period of retreat and practice.

In just five hundred years, the underworld has become like this, far superior to any capital city in the human world. This is enough to show Yang Jian's ability to govern the world...

Shortly after.

The woman in white arrived at the Central Imperial Palace from the East Gate and said to the Grass-Headed God who was guarding the palace, "Please inform the Guanyin of the Buddhist sect that I want to see the Great Emperor of Fengdu."

If she was still Taoist Cihang, then there would be no need to be so "strange".

But her current identity is Guanyin Bodhisattva, a Buddhist venerable, so at this moment, this is the only explanation she can give.

Caotou God did not dare to delay and went to report immediately.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yao appeared in front of the imperial palace and greeted with a smile on his face: "Master... Master."

He never called out the word "Uncle Master" out loud, which was naturally intentional, and Guanyin also understood the closeness he showed.

"After many years of absence, the Emperor is still as young and vigorous as ever."

Guanyin looked at the young man in the imperial robe in front of her with gentle eyes and a smile on her face.

Although time will not age gods, it will change people's temperament.

Many gods look young but give people the feeling of being old.

For this reason, many gods simply appear in the world as old men to eliminate the sense of disharmony.

But the young man in front of her did not have the aura of an old man. He was still full of vigor and enthusiasm, which made people happy when they looked at him.

"The great master is even better than before."

Qin Yao laughed and immediately said, "This is not the place to talk. Please follow me into the palace. I have recently obtained a few kilograms of top-grade fairy tea. Please taste it."

Guanyin agreed with a smile, and followed the other party into the depths of the imperial palace, sitting down on the soft couch without saying anything...

Half an hour later.

The two exchanged some casual greetings, and Qin Yao suddenly changed the subject and asked with a smile, "I heard that not long ago, Tathagata divided the human world into four continents?"

Guanyin nodded slightly: "That's right, the east is Shengshenzhou; the south is Shanbuzhou; the west is Niuhezhou; the north is Kuluzhou."

"Tathagata has a lot of ideas~" Qin Yao said meaningfully.

Guanyin said with emotion: "He is indeed a very capable person. Under his leadership, Buddhism has become the second most powerful force in the Middle-earth world after Taoism in just five hundred years. Perhaps if he seizes another opportunity, he can become a force on par with Taoism."

Qin Yao smiled and said: "This is not just his achievement. Every powerful person who entered Buddhism from Taoism has contributed a lot."

Guanyin smiled and said in a gentle voice: "The Emperor is right, it is indeed so."

"By the way, the Bodhisattva came to me today for the opportunity to make Buddhism prosperous, right?" Qin Yao asked.

Although one of them now works for Buddhism and the other for the underworld, they share the same origin, so Guanyin did not beat around the bush and directly admitted: "Yes, we plan to set up a heavenly game to help Buddhism take another step forward."

Qin Yao laughed: "You just told me directly like that?"

Guanyin said sincerely: "I have no choice. This game needs your support, the Great Emperor of Fengdu."

The two looked at each other, and then burst into laughter at the same time. The atmosphere was extremely cheerful and joyful.

After a while, the two gradually put away their smiles, and Qin Yao said in a deep voice: "Master, please tell us about this situation."

Guanyin said: "In short, we have decided to increase our influence in the East by obtaining scriptures.

The pilgrimage team will set out from Jambudvīpa in the south and head to the Pure Land to seek the true scriptures.

And in this team, there should be the true spirits of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, with yin and yang in harmony and the five elements returning to their origin.”

Qin Yao nodded and said, "Then what?"

“As for these five candidates, the Buddha has chosen one to be the master among the five, and I will select the other four.

There are countless beings in the Three Realms, and even the geniuses are too numerous to count. I was overwhelmed for a moment, but still couldn’t pick a specific candidate, so I thought of you and wanted to ask for your help..." Guanyin said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Yao couldn't help but feel emotional.

Before I knew it, I had become the big boss playing chess behind the scenes.

"Within a year, I will personally go to the Purple Bamboo Forest in the South China Sea and hand over the selected list to the Bodhisattva."

Guanyin said in a gentle voice: "Then I'll trouble you..."

After a while, Qin Yao saw Guanyin off and returned to the palace. He suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Is it really impossible to choose Guanyin?

How can it be?

This was clearly to give the Chan sect a "seat on the Buddhist Council". After all, apart from the master chosen by Tathagata, the seats corresponding to the other four people were Fighting Buddha, Purifier of the Altar, Namo Eight Treasures Golden Body Arhat Bodhisattva, and Namo Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragon and Broad Power Bodhisattva.

The status of these four seats is naturally not as high as that of Sandalwood Merit Buddha, but their number is considerable.

Guanyin directly won four for the Chan Sect, which also shows the influence of the Chan Sect in the listed Buddhist sects.

Interestingly, among the five major holy religions, only the Western Church has been "listed".

The Human Sect, the Orthodox Sect, even the Jie Sect which was nearly defeated, and even the Nuwa Palace which had little presence, were all sects owned solely by saints.

However, the two saints in the West not only did not stop this situation, but instead adopted an attitude of acquiescence. Qin Yao subjectively guessed that perhaps when the two saints became saints, they really made some great aspirations to the way of heaven.

If that's the case.

Isn't this a closed loop?

The term "great ambition" can be completely understood as borrowing.

The Three Pure Ones have the blessings of Pangu, Nuwa has the merits of repairing the sky and creating humans, and the two saints in the West have nothing, so they can only borrow from the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, both Sanqing and Nuwa have a choice and do not have to go public.

But the two saints in the West had no choice but to pursue development at all costs in order to repay the loan...

Tsk~

I am afraid that after thousands and hundreds of years, the two saints’ loan from heaven will be repaid, but they will have nothing to do with Buddhism anymore.

Unless there is another catastrophe of the Conferred God level, which requires the combat power of a saint to turn the tide, otherwise the Buddhist monks will only chant Amitabha...