Bodhisattva, please help me in my spiritual practice!

At this moment, Ao Peng was completely absorbed in the art of painting, seemingly unaware of the ghosts and demons lurking around him.

The next moment, he picked up his pen and wrote a stroke.

A vigorous peach tree rose from the ground, its emerald green branches and leaves resembling sharp swords. Three thousand miles to the east and three thousand miles to the west, this single stroke separated the human world from the realm of ghosts. The vengeful ghosts were pressed down by the peach branches, as if subjected to extreme torture. Some ghost claws were still unwilling to give up and tentatively touched the peach leaves, but the peach leaves were sharp and directly cut off the ghost claws that dared to extend. Crimson blood splashed like ink, turning into brilliant peach blossoms.

In another side hall, Chi Bofu, who was repairing his divine body with the help of the rules of the underworld, suddenly heard the wailing of ten thousand ghosts. This sound interrupted his cultivation, startling him awake. He looked up at the black bird god who was transmitting the Dharma.

Upon hearing the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, Blackbird was not alarmed but rather delighted, "So fast?"

He thought for a moment, then called out into the deep hall, "White Tiger, those good-for-nothings on the outside are making a ruckus. Go take a look." A white shadow flashed out from the hall.

A moment later, a magnificent tiger's roar rose from Youdu, like the tolling of a world-shaking bell, its sound carrying for tens of thousands of miles, even reaching the mortal realm from the underworld, echoing among the mountains and plains.

Without the wailing and wailing of countless ghosts, Ao Peng wielded his brush repeatedly, and the Heavenly Peach Tree transformed into a mountain. The peach blossoms on the mountain were as red as rain, resembling clusters of burning flames in the verdant February sky.

"Young friend, your painting already possesses a divine quality."

"Excellent, excellent. These peach branches are like swords, just what I need."

Suddenly, Ao Peng heard two great gods whispering in his ear.

Just as Ao Peng was about to answer, he heard the two gods, Shen Tu and Yu Lei, say, "Don't get distracted."

Ao Peng quickly composed himself and began to draw the images of the two righteous gods next to Taodu.

First, there is the Great God Shen Tu, who guards the mortal realm and needs to guide the souls of the dead to the underworld, so he plucked a flame-like peach blossom to make a lamp. Meanwhile, the Great God Yu Lei guards the underworld and prevents ghosts from entering the mortal realm without permission, so he uses a verdant peach branch as a sword.

The moment the two deities were just drawn.

Streams of netherworld rules erupted, transforming into dark dragon and tiger shapes, sweeping over the two righteous gods, who sat as majestic as mountains, and drawing them into the painting. In the instant countless rules surged in, Ao Peng, though only receiving a fraction of the benefit, still broke through the original limitations of the [Myriad Phenomena Return to Truth Diagram]. [Your Myriad Phenomena Return to Truth Diagram has merged with the essence of Shen Tu and Yu Lei, proficiency +5000, you have gained the power of guiding the netherworld and subduing evil.] [Your Myriad Phenomena Return to Truth Diagram (Legendary) → (Epic, 1/10000), your divine power "God in the Painting" → Great Divine Power "Brush Determines Yin and Yang", all your attributes +1.]

With the help of the two great gods, Ao Peng's exhausted body was instantly cleansed and transformed. The death energy on his body transformed from yin to yang, and wisps of life energy spewed out from his pores, falling into the surrounding air and condensing into illusory peach blossoms. An ordinary person could prolong their life by just taking a breath of it. Now, Ao Peng's body, which had been reborn from the dead, was truly comparable to a walking peach.

At this time, in the mortal realm, at Peach Blossom Mountain.

Zhang Daoling, the magistrate of Jiangzhou, originally came here with the intention of questioning and punishing the guilty.

In his mind, the wild god of Taodu Mountain had been subjected to lewd worship and had gathered thousands of refugees. If he really harbored evil intentions, he would definitely lose control if he did not deal with it soon.

But when you actually arrive at Taodu Mountain, you see the villagers working at sunrise and resting at sunset, cultivating terraced fields among the mountains, and spring rice seedlings already planted, a vibrant scene of life and everything thriving.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhang Daoling's sense of culpability transformed into self-reflection.

He, a dignified county magistrate of the Han Dynasty, could not even protect the peace and happiness of the people in his region. Now, this unruly mountain deity, even if he has privately accepted incense offerings, is able to protect the peace and happiness of the people in his region. He deserves these incense offerings.

To come forward and question the guilty party would only make one appear jealous of the virtuous and capable.

"What do you fellow Daoists think of this place?"

Zhang Daoling looked at the Taoist priests he had invited from Qingcheng Mountain beside him.

One of the young female Taoists walked to a peach tree and touched it with her palm. The peach tree seemed to come alive and gently parted its branches. The female Taoist, Lingxu, said, "Such supernatural power, using a ghost to subdue another ghost, is truly unheard of. Perhaps a righteous god has descended to this place. We should have bathed and come to pay our respects sooner."

However, a male Taoist beside him had a different opinion. He looked around at the peach grove and frowned, saying, "Practicing magic in a chaotic world and privately accepting incense offerings is ultimately not a sustainable practice."

Ao Peng confined the ten thousand ghosts within the peach forest that covered the mountains and plains. If the ghosts among them were to suddenly realize their mistakes, they could naturally break free from the peach trees, travel at night, and even enjoy the incense offerings in the temples.

However, these incense offerings are not enjoyed for nothing. In order to enjoy them, the ghosts also need to cultivate the fields at night. Therefore, in just half a year, Taodu Mountain has achieved such a state. Otherwise, if ordinary refugees were to cultivate the land, it would take at least several years or even more than a decade of hard work.

The Qingxiao lineage of Qingcheng Mountain believes that the current coexistence of humans and ghosts in Chengdu is due to the chaos caused by supernatural powers. Therefore, although this successor of the Qingxiao lineage knows that Ao Peng is doing good deeds, he is dissatisfied with Ao Peng's large-scale and arbitrary use of supernatural powers, which is interfering with the human world.

The female Taoist Lingxu smiled and said, "Chonghe, I think you are just jealous of the virtuous and capable. If this method is used well, how can it not last long?"

The Taoist priest named Chonghe shook his head firmly and said, "If we cultivators all use our methods to disrupt the world, even the best methods will deviate from the right path. Therefore, I cannot agree with this. When I meet that deity, I will invite him to Qingcheng Mountain to cultivate in seclusion. In the future, his name will be recorded in the heavenly register. This is the right path."

Lingxu frowned. "You've got a good idea. If you take him away to your Qingxiao Dao lineage to cultivate in seclusion, what will happen to the people here? Besides, other people are powerful and wealthy; they might not be willing to go with you. Do you intend to abduct him by force?"

Just as Chonghe Daoren was about to explain, he suddenly saw dark clouds rising from the darkness, obscuring the sun and covering the mountains. Beasts howled, the sun was darkened, sand and stones flew, and a cold wind howled.

As soon as the dark cloud appeared, it covered the surrounding area for thousands of miles. In an instant, the mountains and rivers lost their color. Within the cloud, there were mountain ghosts ten feet tall, like two small mountains, and two large drums. When the mountain ghosts struck the drums, ten thousand ghosts howled and wailed from the cloud. With the help of the dark cloud obscuring the sun, huge ghost heads emerged from the cloud, ferocious and terrifying, extremely arrogant. For a moment, they were wrapped in a cold wind, pressing down on the peach trees all over the mountain, making them unable to stand up straight.

"Listen up, wild gods of Taodu Mountain!"

"You have illegally imprisoned a group of ghosts here, violating the laws of the underworld. We are here to arrest you on the orders of the Plague God!"

"Considering the difficulty of your cultivation, if you surrender, you can be taken back to the Netherworld to await your judgment. But if you remain stubborn and resist, you will be executed without mercy!"

A black iron ghost token fell from the overwhelming dark clouds, about to shatter the temple on Peach Capital Mountain.