He became the True Lord of Ten Thousand Laws starting from Liaozhai.

While cultivating the Devouring Dao, Pudu had already figured out his own method for conquering these devoured objects.

Regarding these deities and spirits who can destroy everything, Pudu believes that gentle methods are the most important.

"You're still struggling to hold on, that's good, isn't it? Heh, I was afraid you'd give up..."

Pudu smiled, feeling that he was getting closer and closer to devouring the City God.

As long as this group of "believers" is taken to the City God Temple, and the City God's ideological dominance in the hearts of the people of Fangyuan City is completely broken, then this Fangyuan City God will be completely finished.

Thinking he could replenish his strength once again, Pudu's steps quickened. He began to increase his magical output, slowly, slowly, he would gradually erode...

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Outside Fangyuan City.

Judge Wu dared not slack off. Ever since he appeared outside the city using the teleportation array of the underworld, Judge Wu had been rushing towards Xiaochongshan without stopping. He was also a ghost god who was worshipped by incense offerings.

Similarly, he cannot survive for long if he goes too far away from Fangyuan City, which is a terrible thing.

However, he no longer cared about his incense offerings; let them all burn. He had begun burning his lifespan to speed up his journey. Moreover, he would not lower his cultivation level in order to maintain a distance from Fangyuan City.

He also began to burn his own incense power. All these sacrifices were worthwhile. As long as he could save the underworld and the City God, any sacrifice was worthwhile.

However, in his heart, the underworld seemed to be beyond saving. All the day-roaming gods had sacrificed themselves, and even the low-level underworld officials had lost their lives.

They didn't even see their enemy; they were killed instantly by a sonic attack. It all sounds absurd.

This monk was too strange, and his strength was unfathomable. At that time, he and Lao Li did not have the courage to approach the monk. In his heart, he seemed to have a premonition that if they got closer to the monk, they would also be hit by the golden ripples, and even suffer the same fate as those day-roaming gods, turning into ashes.

Judge Wu shuddered. Fang Yuan City had been peaceful for far too many years, and he hadn't felt this kind of tension in a long time.

Fangyuan City, or rather most of the cities in the Great Zhou Dynasty, was in a relatively peaceful period. Perhaps some monsters would wreak havoc on the people in the mountains or other places.

However, very few demons can infiltrate the city, and the power of the City God cannot be offended.

In Judge Wu's heart, the City God was like the heavens, but now, the heavens have collapsed, and it seems that even the heavens can't hold on any longer. This makes Judge Wu very panicked, and he can only carry out some simple instructions.

Go to Xiaochongshan and find Zhang Zhengyi, the mountain god of Xiaochongshan. He is a very good person. His strength is comparable to that of the City God. He is a kind and benevolent person. He has been teaching the spirits in Xiaochongshan for hundreds of years. He is also a person worthy of respect.

Find him, find him, and then go find this so-called Mr. Xu? Judge Wu has never met this Mr. Xu, but someone addressed as "Mr." by the City God must be a very important person. Never mind, let's go full speed ahead.

With that thought in mind, Judge Wu no longer hesitated. He increased the speed at which the incense burned, making his speed on the wind faster and faster.

He had already felt the discomfort in his body, but he couldn't care less about that now. If he didn't fight now, he would have no chance. If Fang Yuancheng was finished, then he would be finished too.

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Xiaochongshan.

Ping Shui Guan.

Today, Xin Jing is still teaching Li Jiangyuan some calligraphy. He asks Li Jiangyuan to comprehend some extraordinary realms and memorize some scriptures while practicing calligraphy.

However, most of these scriptures did not have any special meaning; they were mainly used by him to practice calligraphy.

Xin Jing believes that practicing calligraphy can cultivate one's character, especially for young children who are at a playful age and unable to calm down and concentrate on doing one thing.

Practicing calligraphy can calm Li Jiangyuan's playful mind. He was afraid that Li Jiangyuan himself would not be able to calm his mind, which would be very detrimental to his future cultivation.

After all, not everyone is born like him.

Just now, Xin Jing's heart suddenly trembled, as if he had some premonition. He looked towards the direction of Fangyuan City. Could there be something wrong in the city? Why is my heart so flustered?

Xin Jing stood up, opened the temple gate, looked into the distance, frowned, and felt that something was wrong, but he just couldn't figure out what it was.

He glanced into the temple and saw Li Jiangyuan still practicing calligraphy. Seeing Li Jiangyuan's well-behaved appearance, Xin Jing felt a little better.

He has been teaching this child all these days. Li Jiangyuan is very obedient and has a high level of comprehension. If he is properly nurtured, he will surely become an extraordinary cultivator in the future.

Thinking of this, Xin Jing's tense mood finally eased a bit. Well, maybe it was just an accident.

Xin Jing sat down again, and soon he felt a scrutinizing gaze sweep over them.

Xin Jing jumped to his feet, his face grave, alarm bells ringing in his mind—something was definitely not right!

"Who is it?! Such powerful divine sense!"

Xin Jing thought to himself, realizing something was amiss. This was definitely a cultivator with supernatural powers, and a very high one at that. No wonder there was such a warning. But currently, there were no cultivators with supernatural powers left at Ping Shui Temple. If there was hostility...

"Amitabha." Xin Jing suddenly put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer. He decided to go find Zhang Zhengyi first.

Xin Jing believed that the mountain god must have felt this gaze as well; it couldn't be that he was the only one who could sense it.

"Jiang Yuan, write it several more times today. I will check your homework when I get back."

Xin Jing turned to Li Jiangyuan in the temple and gave him an order. He then looked at Yun Song beside Li Jiangyuan and sighed. This little squirrel was still very naughty and needed to be disciplined.

"Yun Song, you and Jiang Yuan write together. I want to see your handwriting when I get back. If it's not good, I'll hold you accountable."

"Oh, by the way, don't let it affect Jiang Yuan."

After Xin Jing finished speaking, the door of Ping Shui Temple closed by itself without any wind, before he could even take a few steps down the stairs.

An arc of light flew through the sky and landed, revealing itself to be Zhang Zhengyi. However, he was accompanied by a burly, dark-faced man who looked extremely imposing.

Xin Jing frowned. What kind of situation was this?

Upon seeing Xin Jing, Zhang Zheng rushed over in a panic. He looked extremely nervous, and before he could even catch his breath, he said:

"Young master, do you have any way to contact Mr. Xu?"

Xin Jing shook his head. He couldn't even contact Xu Yi, let alone know where Xu Yi had gone. However, Xu Yi had said that he would definitely come back. Looking at Zhang Zhengyi's condition, could something serious have happened?

"Zhang Shanshen, don't panic, what serious incident has occurred?"

"Something big?! It's more than just big; something terrible is about to happen in Fangyuan City!!!"

When Zhang Zheng heard that he couldn't contact Xu Yi at all, he was at a loss. Liang Jing had already been suppressed, and even if he sent an avatar out here, he probably wouldn't be able to help much.

It was a waste of Liang Jing's efforts to invite him, but the people of Fangyuan City were also a source of his spiritual support, and he himself was a kind-hearted person. How could he possibly watch so many people be bewitched and die?!

"Young monk, a monk has come to the city and has bewitched all the people. Now the City God is almost at his limit, and the underworld is about to collapse!"

These words struck Xin Jing like a thunderbolt. A monk had bewitched the entire city's populace? He truly was a cultivator with supernatural powers.

Is he doing this... to harvest faith?

No, a chilling thought popped into his head.

He exclaimed in horror, "That monk wants to eat the City God!"

"What?"

"What?"

Zhang Zhengyi and Judge Wu exclaimed in surprise at the same time. Xin Jing was knowledgeable and experienced, and he was also a monk. He understood the intention of the bald monk in the city!

"However, the other party is a cultivator with supernatural powers, and he also practices Buddhism. The people in the city should not die. His target is the City God."

"I can see," Xin Jing calmly analyzed.

"Amitabha..." After saying that, Xin Jing began to think of a solution. None of these people were supernatural cultivators. What should he do? He was a cultivator from Tianchan Temple. He was knowledgeable and experienced. He knew all too well the power of supernatural cultivators.

Even if all of them went together, they probably wouldn't be enough to warm up those supernatural cultivators.

Xin Jing's body was destroyed by an old demon named Ku Rong who cultivated the divine power of life.

It should be noted that cultivators who practice such life-saving supernatural abilities are not that strong in combat. Even so, beating a cultivator who does not possess supernatural abilities is like beating a dog. Not only would they not be able to beat him, but they would also have to take a lot of damage to kill him.

The monk in the city is definitely much stronger than the withered and flourishing old demon. If that monk were to see his soul, he would probably be eaten as well.

"Gentlemen, do you have any good ideas? The City God sent me to you!"

Judge Wu also felt the incense and divine power within his body draining away, and he feared that the situation in the city was becoming increasingly dire.

Zhang Zhengyi remained silent, also pondering a solution. It wasn't that he didn't want to rescue people, but rather that his circumstances simply didn't allow him to travel far.

"Young master, do you have any ideas?"

Zhang Zheng asked very sincerely, genuinely hoping that Xin Jing could provide a suitable solution, as the situation was extremely urgent.

"Alright, let's go take a look first."

"Zhang Shanshen, you just stay here at Xiaochongshan. If anything goes wrong, please be sure to take Xiaochongshan and fly away from this place."

Xin Jing instructed Zhang Zhengyi that although such a situation was almost impossible, if the two of them were to also encounter misfortune, Zhang Zhengyi would probably not be able to escape.

"What is this layperson's name?"

My surname is Liu!

"Alright, Layman Liu, come with me!"

Xin Jing's expression was serious. Now, all he could do was go to the city to take a look. Although he didn't have much ability, he would help as much as he could.

In his view, if the monks in the city concentrate their energy on dealing with the City God, they should have no energy left to deal with him, which is a good thing. At least before he "devours" the City God, they should not have the spare energy to deal with him.

However, these are all just Xin Jing's guesses.

Thinking of this, Xin Jing wanted to speed up her ride.

He also cultivates the method of riding the wind, not the art of riding the clouds. There are countless escape techniques in the world, and riding the clouds is not necessarily the best solution.

Before he could think further, Zhang Zhengyi's voice came from behind him: "This old man has come to see you off!"

After saying that, Zhang Zhengyi used the power of the Mountain God, and the three of them turned into a stream of light and disappeared from Ping Shui Temple in an instant. They soon arrived at the entrance of Xiao Chong Mountain, which was the closest place to Fangyuan City.

This was the only thing Zhang Zhengyi could do. Behind him were all the spirits of Xiaochongshan, and he couldn't easily set off to provide support. Liang Jing was indeed his friend, but the spirits of Xiaochongshan behind him were his family, and he needed to be responsible for them.

Liang Jing didn't actually expect Zhang Zhengyi to come to his rescue. In his opinion, Zhang Zhengyi wasn't coming. If Xiao Chongshan came, would he still have Fangyuan City?

The sorcerer monk chanted Buddhist mantras, gathering all the people together and heading towards the City God Temple. Even if Zhang Zhengyi really came, what could he do? Use mountains to attack the sorcerer monk? Then drop a few stones and kill his people?

No, no, Zhang Zhengyi doesn't have that ability.

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In less than half an hour, Xin Jing and Judge Wu finally arrived at the city gate of Fangyuan City.

Before even entering the city, Xin Jing could already hear the chanting of Buddhist sutras coming from within. This was truly bizarre!

Even back then, there weren't so many people chanting scriptures at the same time in Tianchan Temple. There were many people in the surrounding city, and this evil monk actually devoured the city god in this way.

He really thought highly of him; he was very patient, just so that the City God could be devoured by him more easily.

He had not read the scriptures being circulated in the city; they were probably a trick by a heretical monk to deceive the people. This heretical monk in the city was definitely not a real 'monk'.

What kind of demons or monsters are they again?

As Xin Jing stepped into the city, a golden ripple rushed toward him; this was a shockwave formed from the scriptures.

He is fearless, which is a spiritual approach. It might be very effective against ordinary ghosts, but he is a "ghost" who practices Buddhism.

This attack didn't actually do him any harm.

However, the lay Buddhist Liu behind him seemed to be very afraid.

Could it be that this sonic attack has some other mysterious aspect?

Thinking of this, Xin Jing's expression became somewhat solemn. He clasped his hands together and chanted scriptures, uttering Buddhist characters that rushed towards the sound wave.

The Buddhist inscriptions and sound waves canceled each other out, even the entire ring of golden ripples was canceled out.

Judge Wu was stunned for a moment. This young master actually had a way to defuse this strange attack?

There's hope! There's hope! As expected, only a monk can deal with another monk.

Although Xin Jing's fighting prowess was not as great as it was in life, his understanding of Buddhism became more profound after his death. He even comprehended some profound scriptures that he couldn't understand before, all thanks to his death.

Therefore, it can be deduced that great opportunities lie between life and death. Although one dies, one's strength is a step closer to what it was when one possessed a body. If one could rebuild their body, perhaps even greater opportunities and fortunes would be available...

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