There are always fairies plotting against me

The Emperor of Fengdu bowed his head again and said, "In the past, every few decades, a living person would come here with a certificate from the underworld. You are the first living person to come here with a certificate from the underworld in the past five thousand years. I actually have a premonition that another era of great conflict is coming.

Ming Gu is the Ming Gu of Yunding, and the whereabouts of the Ming Certificate are unknown... I cannot abandon Ming Gu."

"Senior, you are so kind." Lu Jin'an bowed, then raised his head and looked at Emperor Fengdu again: "However, my method is not to help you transcend."

Emperor Fengdu didn't say anything, so Lu Jinan continued, "Essence, Qi, and Spirit are the most complete form of life. Only one is conceptually defective..."

There is a method in the human world called 'Conscripting Spirits and Dispatching Generals'. Although it has the same origin as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it is not as evil as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner..."

Before Lu Jinan finished speaking, the Emperor of Fengdu interrupted him and asked, "Do you want to capture the spirit of the ancient heinous criminal for your use?"

Lu Jinan did not answer immediately, but continued: "To detain a spirit and dispatch a general, one must either find the spirit's weakness and manipulate it with magic, or cultivate the spirit from a young age, or cooperate with the spirit to complement each other...

Although the spirit-binding and general-dispatching method is powerful, the spirits' abilities have been greatly weakened in their lifetime. Furthermore, the power a spirit can exert is closely related to the cultivator's own cultivation strength. If the cultivator loses his spiritual power, the spirit also loses its power. Once the cultivator dies, the spirit will also die. Senior, you're no doubt unhappy that the workload of one dead person has suddenly become several. Right?"

The expression of Emperor Fengdu suddenly became gloomy. Although he had just told people to learn more about the magic cultivation of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he also hated this kind of magic cultivation the most. Because once this kind of magic cultivation died, one person would bring with him countless souls that were freed from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. It was simply abominable!

"So I've been thinking about how to turn a dead person into a 'living dead'." Lu Jin'an looked into the eyes of the Fengdu Emperor. "Is it possible to do this by only retaining the deceased's previous system and cultivation, and allowing them to cultivate independently?"

Lu Jinan said slowly, "But to create such a 'spirit', you need the Avenue of Death and the Yin and Dark Qi, because you, Senior, are the strongest Yin spirit."

Having said that, Lu Jinan took two steps forward and said, "I have discovered from the classics of the Wandao Sect and my own experience after visiting the Netherworld that the Yin and Netherworld Qi originates from the souls of the dead.

Whether it was a soul that was annihilated after suffering through the eighteen levels of hell or a soul that entered the six realms of reincarnation, before their annihilation and reincarnation, they all separated their dark energy and merged into the ancient road of death, so..."

Lu Jinan bowed to the Emperor of Fengdu and said, "I hope you can teach me the method of transforming the soul's Yin and Dark Qi. This way, not only will your workload be reduced, but I can also achieve what I seek."

Emperor Fengdu stared at Lu Jinan and said, "Boy, you're trying to take away some of my power. You're really ambitious."

Lu Jinan replied calmly, "I just want to follow the path I seek, and it can also help you reduce your workload."

Emperor Fengdu put down his pen and said quietly, "You just said that 'Spirit' is just a defective product. No matter how powerful a defective product is, it is still just a defective product, isn't it?"

Lu Jinan raised his head and faced the Emperor of Fengdu: "As I just said, Yin and Yang can blend, but life and death can only coexist.

Therefore, I want the dead cultivation of the living to come alive, and the living body to survive in the form of death."

Lu Jinan crossed his arms and said, “The reversal of life and death, the coexistence of opposites is also coexistence, not fusion!

That is, 'rotten wood and dead ashes' and 'withered wood and spring'."

Emperor Fengdu cast a serious look at Lu Jinan: "Between life and death, the soul lives and the body dies. If you regard the soul of the Yin and Ming Qi as life and the body as death..."

The Emperor of Fengdu leaned forward and said, "The 'spirit' is transformed into the Yin and Ming Qi, which is not annihilated, and does not enter the cycle of reincarnation but is reborn after death. The living dead are born and die after the physical body and spiritual energy."

"Yes." Lu Jinan put down his hands. "More advanced than the Soul-Binding General, more capable than the puppet, the 'Death and Rebirth' without self-awareness, this is the reason why I met you."

"Your thoughts and actions are very bold." Emperor Fengdu crossed his arms and stared at Lu Jinan. "Aren't you afraid of being devoured by life and death by doing this?"

"If that's the case, it only means that the younger generation is not skilled enough." Lu Jinan said frankly.

Emperor Fengdu continued, "Don't you find it creepy to be surrounded by a bunch of living dead every day?"

Lu Jinan smiled slightly: "The ultimate of yin and yang is life and death, and time and space accommodate life and death."

"Oh?" Emperor Fengdu raised his eyebrows. "Young man, you have great ambitions."

"Senior, thank you for your compliment." Lu Jinan bowed again. "Senior, what do you think of my suggestion?"

“Good!” The Emperor of Fengdu stood up and walked around his huge desk. His tall and burly figure, like a small mountain, made no sound as he walked. “The path of life and death is difficult, and reversal is even more difficult. Young man, you are very smart.

But, are you determined?"

Lu Jinan lowered his eyes slightly, and his mind flashed through Zhu Nanzhi, Mu Qingyue and Master in turn... He felt under great pressure in every sense.

His voice was neither light nor heavy, but resounding: "Yes."

"You learned this way, aren't you hoping to keep your deceased lover by your side forever?" Emperor Fengdu asked unexpectedly.

"..." Lu Jinan was speechless for a moment: "The people I cherish are still alive."

"Haha... I've seen many cultivators with such possessive desires... Let's not talk about this anymore. Follow me and I'll teach you a thing or two."

The Emperor of Fengdu started walking out. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Young man, what did you say your name was?"

"Junior Lu Jinan."

"good."

Lu Jinan, who followed Emperor Fengdu out, breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he had persuaded Emperor Fengdu.

The purpose of his trip was not to comprehend the path of death, but to obtain the Yinming Qi, the death energy that only exists in the underworld.

The task of achieving harmony with the Dao is almost complete.

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Chapter 43 A woman with charm also has a lovely side

"How the world was first created, how it evolved, and how life was born... I don't know these things because I don't want to transcend and understand them. I just want to manage the Mingu well."

The Emperor of Fengdu led Lu Jinan to a black stone tablet with his hands behind his back. “But I was born to represent death. Your theories of ‘rotten wood and dead ashes’ and ‘withered wood reborn in spring’ are not the first time I have heard of them.

Throughout history, some have taken the path of life to its extremes and achieved transcendence, and others have taken the path of death to its extremes and achieved transcendence. It's not like no one has tried the path you're taking, reversing life and death, but no one has succeeded."

Lu Jinan smiled and said, "Those who plant trees will enjoy the shade."

"You're not exactly taking advantage of the situation." The Emperor of Fengdu glanced at him. "Especially since the paths you're taking are the most difficult to tread, you're truly courageous."

Lu Jinan said softly: "The younger generation still has some talent."

"I don't deny it." Emperor Fengdu smiled slightly. "Without any physical condition, he reached the Saint Realm solely through talent. That's quite remarkable."

"Perhaps I possess a yet-to-be-discovered constitution." Lu Jinan jokingly said, "The various constitutions of the human race were also named by later generations, weren't they?"

"Perhaps." Emperor Fengdu nodded. "Everything you want is contained in the stone tablet. How much you can comprehend is entirely up to you."

"Thank you, senior." Lu Jinan bowed.

"I just don't want to be so tired." Emperor Fengdu said calmly, "If one day you transcend, you must make sure that damn Heavenly Dao adds more Dark Ancient Organizations."

"Junior, remember this."

Emperor Fengdu nodded and suddenly asked, "Have you ever thought about what you would do if I don't agree to your request?"

Lu Jinan raised the Netherworld Certificate in his hand and said, "Then I'll settle for the next best thing and contemplate the way of death. One day I can snatch some Yin and Netherworld energy from you."

Emperor Fengdu shook his head: "You can get it today..."

"Hmm?" Lu Jinan glanced at him in surprise. Before he could think about it, Emperor Fengdu waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and practice."

Lu Jinan said no more, flicked the hem of his brocade robe, sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet, closed his eyes and directly practiced the "Great Freedom Visualization Method". Ripples appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and his soul turned into death and entered the stone tablet to begin visualization. His whole body began to emit a dead and silent atmosphere like a dead tree.

"Huh?" A strange look flashed in the eyes of Emperor Fengdu. No wonder this young man dared to have such a bold idea. It turned out that he possessed such an extraordinary skill.

"To transform death into visualization of death, young people are really brave."

The Emperor of Fengdu smiled, then turned around. His dark eyes, filled with the energy of the underworld, passed through the underworld and stopped at a certain place in the Soul-Calming Corridor where there was spiritual power like a black phoenix. He then withdrew his gaze and shook his head helplessly.

This young man is blessed with great fortune.

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On the gate tower of the ghost town.

Pei Wanyu sat on the ground with her back straight, sipping wine. Her dark purple skirt made her look graceful and dignified. However, her eyes, which used to be lazy and watery when drinking, were now only slightly sharp, and her gaze never left the ghost town gate at the other end.

Pei Wanyu poured herself another glass of wine and sighed softly. Sometimes she wished her beloved disciple would just stay by her side and enjoy her company, so she could tease him from time to time in front of Qingyue. Unfortunately, his ambitions were too high to be a mere "canary."

"But being treated like a canary doesn't seem so bad..."

Pei Wanyu pursed her red lips slightly, and after thinking of Qingyue, she suppressed the idea of ​​cultivating a traitor.

Besides, with the strength of his beloved disciple, he couldn't break it...

"What are you thinking about?"

Pei Wanyu quickly suppressed her wandering thoughts and took it out after hearing the "beep" sound of the communication compass.

The fingers stained with red nail polish operated the communication compass a few times, and Xia Ming's spiritual shadow appeared.

"What's wrong?" Pei Wanyu asked lazily, "Qingyue is looking for me?"

"No." Xia Ming quickly shook his head: "I found Zhu Nanzhi."

Hearing this, Pei Wanyu narrowed her eyes slightly: "Qingyue's efficiency is so high?"

"It wasn't found by Senior Sister." Xia Ming looked at the Deputy Sect Master. "Qingmiao Palace just announced a new Saintess who hasn't been established in decades. Her name is Zhu Nanzhi!"

Hearing this, Pei Wanyu raised her eyebrows: "Qingmiao Palace?"

"Yes."

Pei Wanyu glanced down at the sake in the cup and smacked her lips. "He really is the disciple of that aloof woman... This is much more interesting~"

She looked at Xia Ming again: "Where's Qingyue? Is she still in the sect?"

"Since Senior Brother wasn't around, Senior Sister went back into seclusion," Xia Ming said quickly. "She even whispered, 'Qingmiao Palace is in trouble.'"

Pei Wanyu laughed and thought that if Qingyue had her own cultivation and strength, she would definitely rush to Qingmiao Palace to teach the woman who had cheated on her good disciple a lesson.

"The disciple trained by that woman, coupled with the 'Taishang Wangqing Xian Jue', must also appear to have a cold and aloof personality..."

Pei Wanyu's eyes lit up as she gently shook the wine cup. Isn't it more interesting to compare Zhu Nanzhi's coldness with Shang Qingyue's aloofness?

"What will it be like if a fight breaks out? Or..."

Pei Wanyu muttered to herself with some amusement, "While they're fighting over who's right, wouldn't it be more fun for me to secretly tease my good disciple?"

"Interesting~" Pei Wanyu licked her red lips, which were slightly moistened by the wine, and then frowned slightly: "Does Zhu Nanzhi know Jin An's identity? Forget it, it's better not to know. This way, when she sees the fake husband she has been thinking about, she can directly put on a good show~"

Xia Ming looked at the deputy sect leader mumbling to himself in confusion, and quickly added, "Oh, yeah, Zhu Nanzhi is also the owner of the immortal sword 'Zhanming'."

"They're also sword cultivators." Pei Wanyu's eyes lit up again. "Now we'll have to keep them fighting only at Taichu Peak. The whirring sword energy can even tear through clothes. Wonderful~"

As she spoke, Pei Wanyu made a sword-like gesture with her left hand and made a few quick movements in the air, as if dubbing "Shua Shua Shua".

She still has some charm and can show her playful side, but her charming face would be even more perfect if it wasn't so douchey.

Xia Ming stared blankly at the deputy sect leader. The deputy sect leader actually had this side of him? Why didn't he usually show it? Did he not want the senior brother to see him?

Xia Ming didn't understand, and he was just hesitant about whether he should end the conversation and let the deputy sect leader entertain himself. After all, he had already reported everything he needed to report.

As Xia Ming was pondering this, he suddenly heard a long and majestic roar. Just as he was about to speak, Pei Wanyu, who had already restrained her expression, said calmly, "Let's talk about this for now."

Putting away the communication compass, Pei Wanyu's inky spiritual power disappeared into the air like black feathers. She narrowed her eyes slightly and did not look into the distance, but only stared at the gate of the ghost town.

Amidst the rolling thick clouds, the long chanting continued, like the sound of a landslide, cutting through the sky.

Clouds and mists were swirling, wind and rain were intertwined, and golden light was shining brightly. A giant beast was moving and suddenly descended in front of the Ghost Gate.

Pei Wanyu drank the clear wine in the cup in one gulp.

"Tsk, the Dragon Clan..."

A smile appeared on her lips: "Xiao Jinan, thank goodness your teacher is here~ You should think about how to repay your teacher~"

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Chapter 44: A step further away from being trapped and collared at point B

The majestic and pure demonic energy stirred up a violent storm in front of the ghost town's gate, sweeping recklessly in all directions and stirring up a sky full of ghost money and paper.

But in the next second, the powerful demonic energy was suppressed by an even more powerful demonic energy, preventing it from taking lives while wreaking havoc.

"Most of the people living in this city are servants of the Underworld. You may not care about their life or death, but they represent the Underworld..."

"You don't need to preach here, I know what's going on!" The young man with two dragon horns on his head and wearing a golden robe impatiently interrupted the man behind him. "You just need to protect me, I will handle the rest!"

The man in green behind him, who also had dragon horns on his head, looked worried. He clenched his hands, lowered his eyes slightly, and said no more.

The young man snorted coldly and walked towards the city gate. He hesitated and bowed slightly with some discomfort, then spoke loudly: "I am Fu Lin of the Dragon Clan, requesting an audience with the Emperor of Fengdu!"

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Bai Wuchang came from the Yinming Bridge and glanced at Lu Jinan, who was being protected by the Fengdu Emperor. A strange look flashed in his eyes before he knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "Sir, Fu Lin of the Dragon Clan requests an audience."

"Fu?" Emperor Fengdu said expressionlessly, "No!"

Bai Wuchang nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Fengdu Emperor speak again: "Wait, leave him alone for two days, then tell him that I won't see you!"

"Yes, sir!" Bai Wuchang turned and left.

As if nothing had happened, Emperor Fengdu continued to look at the lifeless Lu Jinan. Seeing that he did not show any unexpected tendency, his hands behind his back gradually relaxed.