Journey to the West: Cultivation Begins at Jindou Mountain

Chapter 302 The Temple of the Imperial Preceptor

Inside the chaotic green gourd.

Above the vast and boundless Hunyuan Island, a mighty and surging river of precious light sits, constantly casting golden rays upon it.

At this moment, Hunyuan Island, which had been expanding at a gradually slowing pace and was now resembling a complete continent, began to expand again due to the golden light.

At the same time, the earth's veins seemed to be affected as well, and the spiritual energy transformed from the chaotic energy continued to rise, nurturing the many living beings on this land.

At this moment, Niu Yi was sitting on a grassy slope, watching a herd of cattle grazing leisurely in the distance.

Over the years, many creatures that Niu Yi introduced to Hunyuan Island from the outside world have multiplied and thrived in this land, growing larger and larger, spreading throughout the entire Hunyuan Island.

This island is almost identical to the outside world, with a variety of environments, terrains, and creatures.

Niu Yi witnessed this continent continuously expanding and changing, gradually perfecting its rules. But the more it did so, the more he could feel the perfection and vastness of the rules of the Three Realms.

"Hun Yuan Island can only be called a cave world; the rules here are still too flawed."

Niu Yi stood up and looked at an old ox in the herd that slowly closed its eyes.

In his eyes, the old ox's soul, which had reached the end of its lifespan, was slowly rising and rapidly drifting towards the top of Hunyuan Island, heading straight for the top of the sky, but there was nowhere else to go.

Because Niu Yi closed the Chaos Green Gourd, the old ox's soul could only wander in the sky and could not return to the underworld to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

With a wave of his hand, Niu Yi caused the old ox and the other dead souls to vanish into the gourd space.

"It seems that the underworld is indeed the most important link in the rules of the world's living beings. If Hunyuan Island does not have a complete underworld and reincarnation system, these living beings will still be attracted to the underworld and return to the underworld in the Three Realms to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"It's just this cycle of reincarnation."

Niu Yi shook his head. This thing involves many secrets of the Three Realms, and it is the most core one. It is no easy task to replicate it on his Hunyuan Island.

Furthermore, given the current rudimentary state of the world on Hunyuan Island, it is completely incapable of supporting the emergence of the Underworld.

That's why Niu Yi had such a sigh. His Chaos Green Gourd is still only a rudimentary form of a grotto-heaven. It can function well naturally, but when it comes to living beings, he can only accomplish this by relying on the underworld's cycle of reincarnation in the Three Realms.

"After entering the Mirror of the Universe and traveling to other worlds, perhaps comprehending the Heavenly Dao of those worlds will give me a broader perspective and help me to perfect the world of Hunyuan Island as soon as possible."

"The rules of the Three Realms are perfect, and if one's rank is too high, it becomes difficult to clearly extract what I need from them, and it becomes difficult to see how to do it."

Niu Yi turned around and walked towards Hunyuan Mountain, while the golden light sprinkled by Duobao River in the sky continued to fall and merge into Hunyuan Island.

Those specks of golden light were the original essence of the demon soul that fell when Duobao River annihilated the Golden-Winged Roc's demon soul.

Regardless of the circumstances, as long as these fundamental elements remain, Hunyuan Island will have sufficient foundation to make any changes it desires in the future.

In the palace of the King of Chechi.

"How is the construction of the Imperial Preceptor Temple progressing?"

With his complexion restored and even better than before, the king sat firmly on his throne, as if he had returned to his former high-spirited days.

Beside him, the Queen, whose face was much more beautiful and who looked more than ten years younger, sat with a smile on her face, looking down.

The black pills that the three royal advisors sent to cure his illness were directly consumed by the king, curing his ailment. However, the white pills that prolonged life were shared equally between him and the queen. This was because when he was seriously ill, everyone abandoned him, not even his sons and daughters, but only the queen stayed by his side day and night.

The king now seems to have regained his youthful spirit, and the first thing he did after recovering was to order the construction of a temple to worship the three national advisors.

At this moment, a middle-aged man stepped out from the two rows of officials below the palace. This man was in charge of the construction of the Temple of the Imperial Preceptor.

"Your Majesty, the construction of the National Preceptor Temple is progressing smoothly. However, some time ago, a few scattered monks sat in front of the temple, obstructing the construction."

"These monks said that the three national teachers were monsters in disguise, and how could they be worshipped in temples? They begged Your Majesty to rescind your order, and they were willing to die to prove their innocence."

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, the King of Chechi Kingdom spoke in a voice filled with authority and anger, his royal aura naturally pressing down on the people below, and even the Queen's face turned cold.

"Is this really true?!"

Upon hearing the anger in the king's words, the middle-aged minister felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. For some reason, he felt that since waking up, the king's power was far greater than before.
"Your Majesty, this matter is absolutely true."

The king, enraged, laughed instead:
"Fine, fine, I think they're tired of living!!"

"Back then, when our Chechi Kingdom suffered a severe drought, both Buddhism and Taoism received our dynasty's grain and prayed for rain. In the end, these useless people couldn't even get a single drop of rain! Who was it that prayed for rain to save the whole country back then?!"

"It's three imperial advisors!!"

"I fell seriously ill before the New Year, and both Buddhism and Taoism prayed for me again, but after several months, my condition did not improve at all. In the end, who saved my life?!"

"Still three imperial advisors!!!"

"Snapped!"

As the king spoke, he slammed his hand on the armrest and stood up angrily!
Looking down at the kneeling ministers below, he said:
"Those bunch of good-for-nothing monks! If they don't want to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures in the temple, then get out there and build a Taoist temple! Kneel before the statue of the National Preceptor and repent!!!"

"As for the three imperial advisors being monsters, that's utter nonsense!! The three imperial advisors once cultivated Taoism in Zhongnan Mountain, and now they are disciples of the Taoist divine physician Daojun!"

"How could someone like the Imperial Advisor be a monster! Are we, the people of Chechi, so ungrateful?!"

The king was aware that his three royal advisors might have actually been monsters in disguise, but now he could not admit it.

Regardless, he was able to overcome this because of those twenty years together, but for others, humans have an innate fear of monsters, so this matter must never be publicized.

He also planned to use the entire nation's resources to worship the three national advisors in the future, hoping to help them. If the rumors that the national advisors were monsters were true, then how could anyone dare to worship them in the monster's temple?

Just as the king was enraged, someone suddenly came to report from outside the palace.

"Report!!!"

"Your Majesty! Hundreds of monks have come to plead guilty outside the palace gates! They have brought here those monks who caused trouble in front of the Imperial Preceptor's Temple!"

Upon hearing this, the king's expression softened slightly. If he could avoid touching Buddhism, he would rather not, since he had already promised to respect the three religions.

As long as these bastards don't jump out and get themselves killed, he can keep his eyes off them and not be bothered by them.

(End of this chapter)