My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 418: How to Establish a Beacon

"You woke up next to the shrine in Beiping City."

When Jiang Xinghuo returned home, it was already past one in the morning. Twenty-four hours had passed since his death yesterday.

After returning home.

Jiang Xinghuo did not rest or sleep. Instead, he took out his mobile phone, opened the game, and logged into his account.

This is not to say that he is addicted to games, but that he always feels a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart. Although it is not to the point of losing sleep and eating, he always feels that something is not right, as if something is worrying him.

The source of this feeling of uneasiness was difficult to explain. Perhaps it was the events of tonight that stimulated him, or perhaps it was the Six Laws Taoist's thundering methods that made him feel pressured.

Of course, it is also possible that the death of the Yellow River King made him realize the strength of those ancient powerful men.

Even masters at the level of the Master of Dao had no power to resist those ancient powerful men, let alone a small follower like himself.

It's not that he belittles himself.

Although he has now integrated the fragments of the Golden Law, his strength seems to have surpassed many game players, and even some ancient monsters and demons may not be able to do anything to him.

But if facing an ancient palm-level existence, he would still be powerless. Not to mention a successful fight, he might not even have a chance to escape.

It was just like when I met Liulu Taoist in the game yesterday. I didn’t even get a clear look at what he looked like, but my life was taken away by him.

So, under the shadow of this feeling of uneasiness, Jiang Xinghuo decided to improve his strength as quickly as possible.

He planned to investigate the Immortal Village first, and then go to Taiping Ancient Town to find the old man in the ancestral hall to see if he could get any information about setting up the signpost from him.

"You have triggered the map of the Undead Village."

"Do you want to go here immediately?"

The game gave two options, and Jiang Xinghuo chose yes without hesitation.

"You choose to go to the Undead Village."

"On the way..."

"Please wait……"

"It will take about six hours to reach our destination, the Undead Village. However, if you have a good mount or other means of transportation, you may be able to significantly shorten the journey time."

"Moreover, the dangers in the secular night are far greater than those in the daytime, especially after midnight, when the yin energy is dense and the yang energy is completely lost, and many evil things will appear."

"So for safety's sake, you'd better find a place to rest and wait until the sun rises before setting off again."

"Do you want to find a place to rest?"

Jiang Xinghuo didn't care whether to choose or not. He could just rush in. Even if he encountered something weird, it probably wouldn't affect him.

In order to speed up the journey, Jiang Xinghuo even took out the sedan chair for the god of marriage.

"You have used Lord Ma's sedan chair for the purpose of marriage."

"The God of Joy sedan has triggered the item's talent: pray to the gods for fate."

"Pray to the gods for fortune and misfortune, and use the spirit to predict good and bad luck. When you travel in the sedan chair of the God of Joy, there is a chance that the effect of predicting good and bad luck will be triggered."

"The fortune and misfortune are being deduced..."

"You have obtained good fortune."

Jiang Xinghuo was a little surprised. He had used the sedan chair to travel before, and the results he deduced were basically very bad luck. He didn't expect that this time it would be very good luck.

"You continue on your way..."

"The sedan chair of the god of joy sped along the road at lightning speed. Wherever it passed, nothing dared to stop it. Occasionally, there were a few blind ghosts and evil spirits, but they were directly smashed away by the sedan chair and posed no threat."

"If we continue at this speed, we will reach our destination, the Immortal Village, in about three hours."

"However, you can also bless the God of Joy sedan with the power of the Golden Law, which may shorten the journey time even further."

"Do you want to bless the Golden Rule?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the game text and remembered the rules and order of the law. As long as the completeness reaches more than 1%, he can initially use the power of the law.

Now, the completeness of the golden law in his body has already exceeded that value.

However, Jiang Xinghuo is still trying to figure out how to use the power of the law specifically. Now is a good opportunity to try out what effect it will have by adding it to the props.

"You chose to bless the Golden Law"

"A golden stream of light merged into the sedan chair. In just a moment, the sedan chair's speed doubled, greatly shortening the journey time."

"We are expected to arrive at our destination in thirty minutes."

Jiang Xinghuo couldn't help but be amazed when he saw this. The journey that originally took six hours to walk could now be reached in just half an hour.

The power of the Golden Rule is truly shocking.

Moreover, this is a blessing added to a vehicle-type magic weapon. If it is added to the Dragon King's Taoist Soldier or the Evil Star Bite, wouldn't it greatly enhance the capabilities of these two weapons?

Jiang Xinghuo entered a semi-idle state.

Fortunately, it didn't last long.

Half an hour passed quickly.

It’s exactly two o’clock in the morning.

The game sent a message prompting that the destination had been reached.

"You have arrived at the Undead Village."

"You put away the wedding sedan chair, went around the narrow mountain road, and came to a village."

"At this moment, it is already late at night and everything is quiet. Logically speaking, the villagers should have fallen asleep long ago."

"But you find that the village is brightly lit, and there are sounds of singing and dancing coming from deep inside the village. The air is also filled with the aroma of barbecue grease. The villagers seem to be celebrating something. Do you want to go in?"

Still celebrating late at night?

When Jiang Xinghuo saw the description of the game text, he instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he still chose to enter the village.

"You walked into this lively village and found an exquisite shrine in the small land temple at the entrance of the village. Do you want to light it up?"

"You have lit up the shrine of the Undead Village."

Seeing that the shrine had been lit up, Jiang Xinghuo breathed a sigh of relief. With the resurrection point, he could explore freely. Even if he died in the village, he could come back to life at the resurrection point.

However, before officially starting the exploration, Jiang Xinghuo looked through the text records again and found information description about the Undead Village.

……

The Immortal Village was originally called Huangquan Village. It is a very ancient village in the secular world.

But for some reason, the population is not large, offspring have difficulty surviving, and even if a baby is born, it will die soon.

Later, an immortal who created humans from clay came to the village and bestowed a treasure, asking the villagers to offer sacrifices and worship the treasure day and night.

Since then, there have been no more deaths of newborns in the village, but at the same time, the villagers have also lost the ability to die.

Regardless of whether it is a natural or unnatural death, one will gradually reincarnate within three days after death and will recover to the age when the physical fitness is the best...

……

Jiang Xinghuo read the game text records and thought that this was also a kind of immortality. If you can come back to life after death, doesn't that mean immortality?

He thought again of the village treasure in the magic bag. This time he came to the Undead Village to explore, that thing might be the key to solving all the puzzles.

"Now that you have entered the village, what are you going to do next?"

"Do you plan to explore the village first, or follow the direction of the singing and dancing to see what the villagers are celebrating?"

There are two options, either explore the village first, or go to the direction where the sound came from.

Jiang Xinghuo thought about it and found that the two options were not contradictory. He could choose to explore the village first and then go to see what the villagers were celebrating.

This is what adults are supposed to do.

"You chose to explore the village first."

"Because everyone in the village went to the altar in the back, you did not encounter any obstacles. You quickly explored all the houses in the village and gained something."

"You have obtained a secret manual of the art of resurrection, a piece of tattered parchment paper, a substitute pottery figurine, a box of top-grade soil, a portrait of the Immortal Monarch who made people out of clay, and a small black wooden box."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the harvest he found in the village. From the names of those things, he could tell that they were not ordinary and common goods. It was considered a rare harvest.

So he began to count them one by one and looked at the specific descriptions of each item.

"The Art of Resurrection (a rare technique), a technique passed down by Immortal Monarch Tuan Tu Zao Ren. It is said to have the magical power to bring the dead back to life."

"But the villagers in the Undead Village have already escaped the cycle of life and death. Even if they learn this technique, it is useless. So it has been hidden in the village chief's house."

"No one knows whether this technique can really bring people back to life. Do you want to learn this technique?"

"Be careful, life and death are the biggest taboos in the secular world, and are also the forbidden area of ​​the Creator. Any living being who wants to break into this forbidden area will be cursed in the dark."

"Many years ago, a legend was circulated in the secular world, which was unknown whether it was true or not. It said that the Lord of the Secular World had touched this forbidden area and wanted to reverse the taboo of life and death and revive a being who had been dead for many years."

"But the result was a failure, and the Lord of the Secular World was also cursed by the heavens. He endured ninety-nine and eighty-one heavenly thunders, and his golden body was on the verge of breaking. He almost died under the thunder."

"So, you'd better think about it before making a decision."

Jiang Xinghuo took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and pointed his finger at the word "no".

It’s better not to learn this technique for the time being, at least not before you find out the truth of the matter.

Who knows if this magic is a trap left by the immortal who created humans from earth? Let's look at other things first. Resurrection sounds too unbelievable.

"Ragged parchment paper with pattern (special item). This item was also left behind by Immortal Monarch Tuan Tu Zao Ren. There are complicated patterns on the ragged parchment paper, but the villagers don't understand its meaning."

"You have triggered the Tathagata's talent."

"You have discovered the secret behind this parchment paper."

"You have discovered the reincarnation pattern."

"This is a forbidden creation that Master Lunhui has spent many years in the underworld and has exhausted all his efforts to research. It can allow people to reincarnate on their own without entering the underworld. It is also the biggest taboo in the secular world."

Not entering the underworld?

Autonomous reincarnation?

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the description of the game text, trying to understand the meaning of the text.

Does this mean that as long as you have this reincarnation tattoo, you can reincarnate immediately even if you die? ?

Just like the villagers in the Undead Village, even if they died for various reasons, they could be reincarnated through the creation of the Lord of Samsara and resurrected in their own bodies, which was equivalent to living a new life! !

and also,

That immortal who created humans from clay is the Lord of Samsara?
So, Master Lunsai used the villagers of the Undead Village as his own test subjects? ?

Jiang Xinghuo raised his head thoughtfully.

This discovery was a bit too shocking. Did Lord Samsara want to take over the entire underworld by himself? ?
Jiang Xinghuo thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with any clue. After all, it was just his guess.

The game text does not clearly explain the function of the Samsara Mark. Maybe he was thinking too much, or he thought too highly of Lord Samsara.

If the Wheel of Reincarnation really had such magical powers, the world would probably have been in chaos long ago.

Forget it, don’t think too much about it. Even if Lord Samsara really has this plan, the ones who will be anxious are the Lord of the Underworld and those big guys.

Why bother yourself with that?

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo placed the reincarnation pattern on the second floor of the magic space.

There weren't many things stored on it, but they were all vital to him. After making sure there wouldn't be any problems, Jiang Xinghuo turned around to look at the other harvests.

"Substitute pottery figurine (rare item), a clay figurine that looks like a burnt clay figurine. If you use blood to touch its eyes, you can obtain a substitute pottery figurine to block death. You can escape from the shell and appear anywhere within ten meters of the broken pottery figurine. However, it can only be used once a day."

"Top-grade fertile soil (rare material), black soil with rich vitality, can accelerate the growth cycle of plants, and can also be used as an upgrade material for forging and strengthening."

"A portrait of the Immortal God of Clay (ordinary item), painted by a craftsman at the request of the village elders, it has more commemorative significance than practical significance."

After Jiang Xinghuo counted these things, he finally set his sights on the small wooden box.

"Do you want to open this little wooden box?"

Jiang Xinghuo chose yes and controlled the game character to open the box.

"You have opened the altar of Lord Samsara."

“The altar of Lord Samsara (special item). This is the altar that Lord Samsara left behind in the human world. His believers can communicate with Lord Samsara through this altar.”

"But ever since Lord Samsara entered the underworld, the altar has lost its original effect. Believers rarely receive responses from Lord Samsara, and over time it has been completely abandoned."

"Are you going to put that in your trick bag?"

Jiang Xinghuo didn't even think about it and immediately chose no. What a joke! He wished that Lord Samsara would stay away from him. How could he take the initiative to bring bad luck upon himself?

"You left the altar in the village ancestral hall."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Do you plan to continue exploring the village, or leave this undead village with the clues you have found?"

Two options, leave or stay.

Jiang Xinghuo thought for a while. Although he had roughly guessed the secret of the Undead Village, some things were still ambiguous and had not been confirmed in the game.

Therefore, the subsequent plot cannot be triggered for the time being, and it would be a pity to leave now.

"You chose to continue exploring the village."

"Walk out of the ancestral hall and follow the direction of the sound, toward the back of the village."

"But when you were halfway there, you saw a young man on the side of the road. Through your innate ability of Tathagata, you saw his identity and found out that he was the chief of the Undead Village."

"The village chief has come to invite you to his home for tea. Do you want to go with him?"

Come and make yourself at home.

Jiang Xinghuo did not refuse the other party's invitation, but controlled the game character and came to the other party's home.

"The village chief said that a fortune teller came to the village a few days ago and left a prediction, saying that the village treasure that had been missing for many years would return in the near future. The person who returned the village treasure was an exile cursed by the secular world..."

"So, he has been waiting for your arrival here. Do you want to return the village treasure to the Undead Village?"

Jiang Xinghuo had actually already made plans in his mind, and when he saw the interactive option pop up, he immediately made a choice.

"You took out the treasure of the Undead Village from your magic bag and handed it to the village chief in front of you."

"You have lost the treasure of the Undead Village."

"The village chief looked at the treasure that had been recovered and was very grateful for your kindness."

"And when the village chief took the treasure, you discovered a birthmark on his arm. The pattern of the pattern was exactly the same as the reincarnation pattern on the parchment."

"You asked the village chief about this birthmark. He said it appeared on his body after he came back to life. And it's not just him. Everyone in the village has this birthmark, but the location of the birthmark is different."

"You have successfully solved the mystery of reincarnation in the Undead Village."

"You have learned the true identity of the Immortal Lord of Earth-Making."

"The Immortal Lord of Tuan Tu Zao Ren: He was originally an incarnation of Lord Samsara. He was the first forbidden product derived from Lord Samsara's creation of the Samsara Mark. Unexpectedly, he developed his own thoughts and wisdom, and remained absolutely loyal to Lord Samsara."

"You learned from your conversation with the village chief that their immortality is actually very limited. They can only guarantee immortality within the village. If you leave the Immortal Village, the vitality in your body will quickly drain away, and you will turn into a pile of bones and disappear completely from the world."

"Now that you have returned the treasure of the town and village, the villagers' range of activities will be expanded."

“At least it can ensure that when hunting in the surrounding mountains, they will not die due to the loss of vitality.”

"In order to repay your kindness, the village chief pulled out a box from under his bed, wiped off the dust on it, and took out an ancient book from it."

"You have obtained the regional distribution map of Vulcan City." "According to the village chief's description, the ancestors of the Undead Village came from the ancient Vulcan City, and later fled and lived in seclusion here. The ancestor recorded the scenes in Vulcan City using specially tanned leather, hoping that one day, the descendants can return to Vulcan City."

"But now they are restricted by the reincarnation pattern and cannot leave the Undead Village to look for the Fire God City. So they give you this ancient book as a reward. I hope you don't mind."

dislike?

Jiang Xinghuo thought that it was impossible to despise it. This thing might seem a bit useless now, because no one in the secular world probably knew where the Vulcan City was hidden, so even if there was a map of the city, it would be of no use.

But it was different for Jiang Xinghuo. When he was in Taoyuan Village, he obtained an incomplete map with the location of Vulcan City marked on it.

It's just that he didn't know much about worldly geography, so he couldn't recognize the markings on the map.

But as long as he finds a master of Feng Shui, it would not be difficult to find the whereabouts of the Fire God City. Then this ancient book would come in handy.

Jiang Xinghuo put the things into the magic bag, and the new game text popped up.

"What are you going to do next?"

"Will you choose to stay in the village and explore, or leave the Undead Village and go somewhere else?"

Jiang Xinghuo thought about it and realized that the secret of the Undead Village had been cracked, the secrets that should be known were known, the things were returned to the owners, and some rewards were obtained. There was no point in continuing.

So Jiang Xinghuo chose to leave the Undead Village.

"You declined the offer from the head of the Undead Village to stay overnight, and left the village just before dawn. I wonder what your plans are next?"

"Are you going to find a place to have a good sleep, or go somewhere else to continue your adventure?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked up at the time. It was three o'clock in the morning and it was still pitch dark outside.

Forget it, there’s no need to sleep tonight, I’ll just play games all the time.

Jiang Xinghuo opened the teleportation map of the shrine, wanting to activate the shrine in Taiping Ancient Town and teleport there to explore.

Unexpectedly, the game prompts that the shrine is temporarily unavailable because it is beyond the service range of the shrine server.

"Do we have to go there in a hearse?"

Jiang Xinghuo remembered that the last time he went to Taiping Ancient Town, he took that epoch-making hearse directly to the outside of the ancient town.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xinghuo opened the magic bag and rummaged through it, finding the remaining two tickets.

The hearse has its own rules and order. It is difficult to get on the bus in the normal way. You can only get on and off the bus with a ticket.

Now he had two train tickets left in his hand. He could burn one to lure the train over and keep the remaining one for getting off the train.

If you don't want to explore in a hearse, you can only go to the Dujiang Imperial Mausoleum in the secular land of Bashu and find the entrance to the ancient town of Taiping hidden under the imperial mausoleum.

Jiang Xinghuo found a train ticket and clicked to select it.

"You have used your hearse ticket."

"You lit the hearse ticket in your hand on the roadside. With a puff of smoke rising up, a rusty hearse drove through the thick fog and drove in front of you from an unknown place. Do you want to get in?"

"You chose to ride in the hearse."

"Please enter your destination."

Then the game interface flashed and a small dialog box popped up.

Jiang Xinghuo typed four small words with familiarity: Taiping Ancient Town.

"The hearse is on the move and is expected to arrive at its destination in about two hours."

"You sit on a chair and observe secretly. You find that most of the passengers on the train are familiar faces. Because their tickets have been taken away by someone, they can never get off the hearse. They can only drift and wander in the cracks of space."

"But some quick-witted ghosts and gods have already realized that their tickets were stolen by you, so the moment you got on the train, they started to stare at you and try to take advantage of you, wishing to tear you apart and swallow you into their stomachs."

"Unfortunately, the rules of the hearse restrict them from taking any action. They can only watch you sit there."

Jiang Xinghuo thought that this group of evildoers were unlucky because all the train tickets they had were taken away by him using the Five Ghosts Technique.

If no special circumstances occur, these monsters will most likely stay on the car forever until they die or the hearse is scrapped.

Just like that, time passed by minute by minute, and soon, the time on the wall reached five o'clock, and the sky outside was gradually getting brighter.

Jiang Xinghuo's nose twitched slightly and he could even smell the aroma of food in the air, which came from the breakfast shop outside the commercial street.

Relevant information prompts also came from the game.

"You have arrived at Taiping Ancient Town."

"Please prepare your ticket."

"Do you want to get off?"

Jiang Xinghuo immediately chose yes. The waiting time for the hearse wouldn't be too long, and if he missed it, he might have wasted a ticket.

"You walked to the door, put the ticket in your hand on the door, and slowly got off the hearse under the fiery gazes of those evildoers."

"The hearse was soon engulfed by the rolling fog. After the fog dispersed, you found the familiar path."

"You have triggered the map of Taiping Ancient Town."

"You walked along the path into Taiping Ancient Town. You didn't expect to hear a bell ringing as soon as you entered. The dead silent Taiping Ancient Town has once again regained its former bustle and liveliness."

Jiang Xinghuo silently took out the Risui from his arms, poured his magic power into it, and activated the Risui's projection function.

That familiar feeling of dizziness came over me again, and the scene around me changed rapidly, moving infinitely far away behind me.

When his vision became clear again, he was already on the streets of Taiping Ancient Town.

The night wind blew in.

Jiang Xinghuo looked up at the sky, and saw a sky full of twinkling stars and a full moon hanging high in the sky.

It was the same scene as the last time I came to Taiping Ancient Town.

"Coincidence?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the bustling streets and heard the lively hawking sounds coming from his ears, and his brows subconsciously frowned.

"Hey, uncle, we meet again!"

At this moment, a voice interrupted Jiang Xinghuo's thoughts. He turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a little girl looking at him in surprise, with two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, standing beside them.

Jiang Xinghuo was stunned for a moment, because the family of three in front of him was exactly the family he met when the bell rang in Taiping Ancient Town last time.

But logically speaking, they shouldn't remember me, right?

Jiang Xinghuo remembered that the old man in the ancestral hall said that every time the bell rang, Taiping Ancient Town would go back to a certain time period in the past.

Although I saw this family of three last time, that was not real history, it was just an illusory projection. How could they still recognize me?
Jiang Xinghuo was wondering what was going on when he heard the middle-aged man's voice:

"Little brother, we are really destined to meet. We met again in this door on this day last year."

"Yes, we are really destined to be together..."

Jiang Xinghuo squatted down, took out a few White Rabbit candies from his pocket, stuffed them into the little girl's hand, and said with a smile: "This is a reward from uncle for you, a reward for still knowing uncle."

"Thank you uncle!"

The little girl held the candy in her hand, revealing her little white teeth.

"I wonder if there will be any Nuo opera this time?"

Jiang Xinghuo stood up, seemingly talking to himself, but also seemed to be asking a question.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man took his daughter's hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, little brother, this Nuo opera is a highlight of our Taiping Town every year, and most of the outsiders come here because of its reputation, so this activity cannot be cancelled."

As he was talking, Jiang Xinghuo also came to the outside of the ancestral hall in the ancient town. The scene was much more lively than the last time.

The ancestral hall was brightly lit and full of incense. Standing outside and looking inside, one could only see smoke and fog, making it difficult to see the specific situation inside. One could only see rows of spirit tablets standing there.

Outside the ancestral hall was the venue for the Nuo performers to dance, and there were already many people gathered around to watch the fun.

Jiang Xinghuo still stood in the crowd, feeling the warmth brought by the crowd.

Soon, the Nuo dance began to be performed in front of everyone.

A dozen Nuo masters wearing colorful robes and wearing Nuo masks of different shapes began to dance Nuo dance in the open space.

Jiang Xinghuo also sensed the familiar power of incense from these Nuo masters.

And just like last time, the incense sticks on these Nuo masters increased in number, and in the end most of them fell on the spirit tablet in the ancestral hall, while the rest enveloped the audience watching the show around them, invisibly seeping into their bodies.

“Is this really going back in time?”

Jiang Xinghuo sensed the power in his body, and an idea arose in his mind.

According to the old people in the ancestral hall, the time in the ancient town will flow back to a certain point in the past, which is why this situation occurs.

But who can guarantee that the old man in the ancestral hall has no errors in his cognition? If time really goes back, it is impossible to explain why the family of three recognizes him.

But if we put it another way, this situation can be explained. Perhaps it is not that the ancient town has returned to a certain point in the past.

Instead, he went back in time and returned to a certain point in the past of the ancient town.

Therefore, the family of three would remember him, and the subject of the time reversal was not the ancient town, but him, Jiang Xinghuo!

Jiang Xinghuo felt more and more that this was possible, so he looked at the little girl beside him and asked:
"Girl, uncle wants to ask you, do you remember when was the last time you saw uncle?"

"I remember, it should be..."

The little girl counted on her fingers, then looked up and said, "It was two years ago. I'm two years older now. Mom said I'm a big girl now!"

"Good boy..."

Jiang Xinghuo touched the little girl's head.

He was now basically certain that it was not this ancient town that was going back in time, but himself who had stepped into the ancient town.

Jiang Xinghuo calculated the time in his mind. About half an hour later, the bell rang again.

The surrounding scene was also changing rapidly, and soon it became desolate and dilapidated again.

All the people were gone.

In the eyes of that little girl, it should have been just a blink of an eye before I disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the dark, dilapidated ancestral hall that looked like a man-eating beast and shouted, "Senior, I'm back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an oil lamp lit up in the dark ancestral hall, and a figure was reflected in the window.

"How long has it been outside?"

The old man's voice sounded slowly.

"Less than a month."

Jiang Xinghuo strode into the ancestral hall and glanced at the tablets on the altar. Compared with last time, there were many more tablets that were cracked and fallen.

"One month..."

The old man slowly scratched the coffin board in his hand and asked, "Do you know how much time has passed here?"

"do not know."

Jiang Xinghuo shook his head.

"a hundred years."

The old man coughed twice and said, "It has been a hundred years since you last left."

Although Jiang Xinghuo was mentally prepared, he was still surprised when he heard the old man talk about the past hundred years.

"Why is there such a big difference?"

Jiang Xinghuo couldn't help but ask.

"Time is chaotic here. Maybe for you, it passes synchronously with the outside world, but for me, a hundred years have passed."

The old man raised his head, put down the coffin in his hand, and said, "What are you doing here this time?"

"Senior, I came here this time to ask for advice on how to build my own path marker."

"Ok?"

A look of surprise appeared on the old man's face. "Have you condensed your own Dao Mark Origin?"

Jiang Xinghuo did not say anything, but used the fragmented laws in his body to perform the limb splicing method.

"I didn't expect you to condense the origin of the Dao Mark so quickly. The speed is even faster than I imagined. I can tell you about building the Dao Mark."

The old man threw away the tools in his hand, sat on the half-finished coffin, and said slowly: "The so-called Dao Mark is actually the manifestation of the power of the Dao Mark. There are different methods according to the path of cultivation that each person takes, but generally speaking, there are only a few types."

"First, you need to write books and make your influence great enough. The more people admire you, the more solid your way will be. If you can write a masterpiece that is unprecedented in history, your way will be infinitely close to immortality."

"The second is bloodline inheritance. To put it simply, it means marrying more wives and having more children. As long as your descendants are not completely extinct, the basic path will not collapse."

When Jiang Xinghuo heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the tablets, and the old man also said:

"You guessed it right. Taiping Ancient Town is a landmark set up by an old man. Every tablet in the ancestral hall represents one of his descendants. These descendants can give rise to countless branches. So if you want to kill him completely, you must kill all of his descendants. This kind of landmark is also the most difficult to collapse."

"Because you don't know if he has any bloodline left out there. In our era, any cultivator who took this path basically had hundreds of descendants. If it weren't for the end of civilization, I wouldn't be able to completely wipe them out. Even now, I can only rely on time to slowly polish them away."

Jiang Xinghuo listened to the old man's narration with his eyes wide open. He could feel that the old man was telling the truth and he had no ill will towards him.

"The third way is to pass on your knowledge and pass on your life's learning to others. As long as the number of people reaches a certain level, you can establish a Dao mark. The more disciples you have, the more stable the Dao mark will be. Unless your inheritance is completely cut off, it will be difficult for the Dao mark to collapse."

"Another way is to create your own legend among the people and have a certain influence in the world."

"It's just like those myths and legends, such as the Black and White Impermanence, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced, the Gate of Hell, and the Palace of the King of Hell...

"These have been engraved deep in people's hearts. There are also various heavenly palaces and hells, fairylands, and overseas fairy mountains in folk legends. Many people believe that they really exist, so the landmarks are becoming more and more indestructible."

"These are the four basic methods for establishing landmarks, and they all have something in common with each other."

"The strong men of our time usually combined two or three methods together. The path established in this way was far more solid and reliable than that established by just one method."

Listening to what the old man said, Jiang Xinghuo thought about it in his heart.

Writing books and articles is no longer a possibility, but this method was still possible in ancient times.

But modern people see and hear a lot, and there are very few classics that can resonate with contemporary people.

And having children is probably difficult. In this day and age, if you give birth to more than a hundred children, let alone whether you have the physique to do so, which good girl would be willing to accompany you to do so? ?
Besides, this is not the ancient feudal period. Even in ancient times, except for the emperor's harem, others who did this would probably not have a good ending.

That leaves the last two types: passing on knowledge and establishing legends.

However, to pass on the knowledge, one has to teach apprentices, and the methods he currently possesses do not seem to be suitable for teaching apprentices.

After much thought, the only thing left is to create a legend.

The old man asked, "Have you decided which one you want to use?"

Jiang Xinghuo smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"The last one is the only one that suits me, but establishing a legend is not an easy thing in our place."

"You might want to set your sights on the underworld..."

The old man said slowly:
"I don't know if there are any legends about the various hells in the underworld in the secular world today, but in our time, the legends about the underworld hells were all spread by humans."

"The underworld is vast and boundless, and no one knows where its boundaries are, so there are also a large number of hells without owners."

"If you can occupy an ownerless hell and attack the monsters in other hells, and at the same time find a way to expand your influence in the secular world and make it a "common sense" in people's minds, you can establish your own landmark."

"This is the most important step, and the specific process is very troublesome and cumbersome."

"You need to think about the name of the hell you are in, its responsibilities, and what kind of people will go to this hell after they die."

"After that, you need to let the living people in the secular world enter this hell, and then let the ghost messenger send the living people back to the human world. The living people who return to the human world will spread what they saw and heard in hell. Only in this way can you expand your influence..."

The old man explained the detailed steps, and Jiang Xinghuo memorized them in his mind, regardless of whether he could use them or not. He just wrote them down first.

(End of this chapter)