I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 68: County Deed, Prefecture Deed [Your subscription determines the future of this book]

Lu Wujiu was sitting cross-legged, expressionless, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was meditating. However, cold sweat was oozing from his forehead. At first, it was just a thin layer, but soon it gradually condensed into the size of soybeans, falling drop by drop silently.

It was like the beat of a drum, hitting Yang Fengzhao's heart hard, making his heart reach its limit.

Time almost froze at this moment.

Suddenly, Lu Wujiu slowly exhaled and opened his eyes.

Yang Fengzhao's face suddenly lost all color, his lips trembled slightly, and his straight body seemed to have lost its backbone and was on the verge of falling.

Lu Wujiu left the spiritual world!
However... his madly declining army never felt the breath of the deed until their death.

"Ugh!"

Needless to say, the three masters of the Dharma in the hall guessed the truth at a glance and couldn't help but sigh softly.

In the early years, when the Liuren Dharma Master ascended the stage, he usually gathered five or six thousand soldiers and generals, and then the person who ascended the stage would personally go to the spiritual world to look for the land deed.

Later, as the number of failures increased, the psychological pressure on the climbers became greater and greater, and they even found it difficult to perform normally, so helpers were brought in.

At the same time, send three to five people into the spirit world to search.

The probability has increased a lot, and the psychological pressure on those who climb the stairs will be much less.

As a result, more and more people are coming to help.

In order to ascend the stairs this time, Yang Fengzhao prepared 50,000 soldiers and horses, including inherited, accumulated and offered troops... but in the end he still failed.

Such a blow is no less severe than searching for it again and again by yourself.

The invited marshal felt sympathetic when he saw this.

They didn't believe that Lu Wujiu was not strong, but even such a strong man was still defeated by the stairs.

Sure enough, no matter which sect or school you belong to, climbing the steps of Jiazi is an insurmountable mountain!

In the silence that filled the hall, Lu Wujiu took a deep breath, calmed his excited mood, and then stood up.

Looking around, everyone looked at him with complicated expressions.

There is pity, jokes, and sighs!
If he didn't want the troops in the end, even if he failed, it wouldn't be a crime.

But he took the initiative to ask for troops in the end, which was equivalent to cutting off everyone's opportunity to explore, and he did not complete what Yang Fengzhao had entrusted him.

This sin is too great and too heavy.

Lu Wujiu glanced at everyone, frowned slightly, and bowed to Yang Fengzhao, saying, "Immortal..."

Yang Fengzhao raised his hand to stop Lu Wujiu from speaking. His face was pale as he whispered, "You don't have to apologize, Daoist friend. If I lose it, I will die. If I gain it, I am lucky. If God has no mercy on me, what can I do?"

After he finished speaking, Yang Fengzhao closed his eyes.

Even though I am extremely unwilling and angry, at this moment, I can only bear it silently.

Lu Wujiu smiled and said, "I, Lu Wujiu, have fulfilled my mission and have brought back the land deed!"

"I am tired and want to be quiet..."

As Yang Fengzhao spoke, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at Lu Wujiu in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Lu Wujiu raised his hand, and a mysterious talisman emerged from his palm and flew towards Yang Fengzhao.

Yang Fengzhao was shocked all over and stood up impatiently to grab it. When he got the deed and identified it, tears immediately welled up in his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up, and he cried and laughed at the same time.

Everyone in the hall was amazed.

The three on-duty masters raised their eyebrows, surprised that Lu Wujiu could actually take the land deed.

The marshals who came to help were filled with emotion.

He is indeed an expert at teasing Zhao Yimei to death. He is really something.

"The title deed! It really is a title deed!"

Yang Fengzhao's voice was hoarse. After taking a deep breath, he managed to calm down after the great sorrow and joy. He bowed and said, "I am Yang Fengzhao, the poor Taoist, and I thank you, Fellow Daoist Lu..."

Lu Wujiu returned the greeting with a bow and asked, "If I remember correctly, fellow Daoist said that only one land deed is produced in the Spirit Realm. Is that true?"

Yang Fengzhao nodded: "Indeed!"

Lu Wujiu raised his hand again, and another, even more complicated, deed, emitting an indescribable aura, emerged. "What is this deed?"

Lu Wujiu said as he threw it over.

"Fu Deed!!!"

Before Yang Fengzhao could speak, the on-duty master cried out in surprise.

Lu Wujiu looked over and saw that it was his acquaintance, Master Nanxiang.

Master Nanxiang was shocked:
"The land deed is the accumulation of all living beings' obsessions. The more living beings there are, the higher the grade of the land deed. This is a mansion deed. Only people from a mansion can condense this grade!"

Lu Wujiu nodded, not surprised by this.

Yang Fengzhao, who had received the deed, could hardly believe his eyes. He looked at the two deeds in his hand repeatedly and said in disbelief:

"Where did you get this deed, fellow Daoist?"

Lu Wujiu bowed calmly and said:

"The Jin army's flag! I almost sacrificed all my troops to capture this deed. I hope you will forgive me!"

Yang Fengzhao waved his hands repeatedly:
"Fellow Daoist, your words are truly humiliating to me. Not to mention fighting with all my soldiers, I would even sacrifice half my life!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. It seemed that the value of this deed was far beyond their imagination!

Zhao Yimei frowned and asked, "Before you discovered the Jin people, you had already captured the Hu bandits' general flag?"

Lu Wujiu nodded: "That's right!"

"You..." Zhao Yimei was furious: "Then why don't you come back?"

Lu Wujiu said as a matter of course: "If 30,000 barbarians can condense a land deed, it is impossible for 200,000 gold men to condense a land deed. If they can't condense a land deed, this opportunity cannot be missed. I will naturally fight for it."

Zhao Yimei was speechless... What she said made a lot of sense, but the question was, was this something that could be achieved through hard work?
Since you have already completed the task entrusted to you by others, why bother to work so hard?
The most important thing is, if he wanted to use Yang Fengzhao's troops for personal gain, why did he hand over the deed to the palace?

A series of doubts lingered in everyone's mind, making them unable to ask, and unable to ask, but everyone already had the answer in their hearts.

The look Zhao Yimei gave Lu Wujiu was filled with an indescribable complexity.

——Is this still the man who kept the enchantress by his side and even caused his innate primordial energy to dissipate?

Or is it that the rumor is wrong and three people make a tiger?
While everyone was lost in thought, Yang Fengzhao suddenly bowed and said:
"Daoyou Lu is upright and honest, and I admire you! I will give you this county deed, and I hope you will not refuse it!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the original deed flew towards Lu Wujiu.

Lu Wujiu took it, thought for a moment, and said, "I intend to set up my own altar, so I would be disrespectful to refuse."

Yang Fengzhao said: "It should be so!"

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up and bowed to all those who had helped him: "I was able to ascend the stairs this time thanks to the help of all of you fellow Taoists. I am deeply grateful!"

The cultivators quickly stood up and bowed in return, "You're welcome, fellow Daoist!"

After some polite exchanges, the fairy boy presiding over the ceremony shouted loudly:

"Master of the Earthly Demon Hall, may you ascend to a higher level, be transformed and reborn, and achieve perfection!"

As the voice rang out, everyone followed the rituals and went through the prayer process. The Liuren School's Disha Hall Master Yang Fengzhao's ascension ceremony was successfully completed!

As soon as the group left the main hall, Yang Fengzhao called out to Lu Wujiu, "Daoist Lu, please stay!"

Lu Wujiu stopped and looked at Yang Fengzhao.

"Since you want to establish your own altar, you need to refine the land deed as soon as possible. If you still have the energy, why don't I teach you how to refine it now!"

Lu Wujiu said happily:

"Then I'll trouble you, fellow Taoist."

Yang Fengzhao bowed and said, "No trouble, no trouble! By the way, in my Liuren Sect, any Dharma Master who successfully ascends the ladder can enter the Liuren Immortal Master's treasury and choose three magical instruments. I will give one of them to you, Daoist friend. When the time comes, come with me to the treasury to open your eyes..."

Seeing that Lu Wujiu was about to speak, Yang Fengzhao immediately spoke first: "...Don't refuse. Daoist friend, you don't know how powerful the Fuqi is. I will explain it to you later. Don't blame me for being stingy."

Lu Wujiu smiled and said, "Then it's better to obey than to be respectful!"

(End of this chapter)