Chapter 131

No abnormality was the biggest abnormality. Everyone felt uneasy and checked several times, but still, no inauspiciousness occurred.

On the contrary, Lin Xian's state was at its peak. Once he stepped into the Four Extremities Secret Realm, he could rival the Holy Sons of some ordinary holy lands.

Even in the coming Golden Age, he would not have to become cannon fodder shaken to death by the aftermath, but could instead snag a role as a named extra, occasionally even guest-starring as an all-knowing passerby.

After discussing for a long time, everyone practiced for a while in the Yaochi small world. This was the former holy land dojo, and even though it was now abandoned and fallen, with most of it bare and devoid of grass, only a few places contained spiritual beauty, with green peaks and lush valleys.

But compared to the outside world, it could still be called rich in spiritual energy and a blessed land for cultivation.

Even the Desolate Ancient Holy Body, which was a bottomless pit, could be filled a little.

"What a pity for Yaochi..." The big black dog muttered, extremely unwilling. The Immortal Pool was the most important place in Yaochi.

In the past, this pool was famous throughout the world and was the most famous immortal pool in the Northern Region, filled with spiritual energy, and even source had formed in the pool.

Drinking the water of this pool for a long time could prolong the life of mortals, and the effect was even better for cultivators. The women of Yaochi were holy and dusty, which was related to this; it could slowly improve their physique, and after decades or a hundred years, their bodies would be flawless and unblemished.

The water of Yaochi was the best water source for refining medicine, and even some great sects and holy lands would specifically come here to ask for water when opening furnaces to refine precious divine pills.

"A thief doesn't leave empty-handed. It can't be refined directly, but it can be used to water and nourish medicine, moisturizing a piece of land." Lin Xian smiled slightly, and a purple-gold gourd appeared in his hand. This was a treasure harvested from the Qingxia Sect, containing a space inside.

Before the words fell, everyone's eyes lit up. Yes, people couldn't drink it directly, but herbs could absorb it, and then it could be used to refine pills, which had the same effect.

Ye Fan took out a mutton-fat jade clean bottle, the big black dog spat out a alms bowl, Jiang Tingting took out a small bowl, and even the Yaochi Saintess sacrificed a magic treasure.

They took out all the spatial magic tools on their bodies and filled several gourds. Only then did Lin Xian stop. Looking at the Immortal Pool that had sunk a little, he had some calculations in his heart.

Wanting to transform the entire Northern Region by his own strength was wishful thinking; even Emperor Amitabha took tens of thousands of years to turn the Western Desert into a Pure Land.

But, using this holy water to create an oasis should be more than enough.

"At that time, I will catch a few Five-Element spirit beasts to look after the medicine fields, green the barren land, and form a self-circulating ecosystem."

"Then let the Source Heaven Master Ye Fan set a few dragon veins for me to nurture the fortune of heaven and earth."

"The dojo of the Tianxuan Holy Land will be formed."

Lin Xian was happily pumping water. He cultivated the Great Dao of Nature and had his own understanding. If the Northern Region didn't have that kind of environment, then he would transform the environment.

Of course, it takes ten years to grow trees, a hundred years to cultivate people, a thousand years for a lineage, and ten thousand years for a holy land.

This is a feat for thousands of generations and cannot be built overnight. Subsequent efforts must not only involve natural greening but also utilize the power of faith of living beings to forge the foundation of a great sect.

Thinking of his own mysterious and incredibly enigmatic Passed Self, Lin Xian's pursuit of the power of faith reached a higher level, and he was eager to start preaching and expanding.

After coming out of the Yaochi small world, the Yaochi Saintess bid farewell to everyone and returned to the holy land to facilitate cooperation between the branches.

Lin Xian returned to the Shi Zhai to slack off (crossed out), retire (crossed out), and preach earnestly.

The internal affairs of the Tianxuan Holy Land were handled by Saintess Jiang Tingting.

External conquests were handled by Holy Son Ye Fan.

The Black Emperor acted as the dog-headed strategist, sitting in an eight-bearer sedan chair, leading Er Lengzi and other Silver Blood descendants, pointing out the mountains and rivers, and talking big about the universe.

With Tianxuan's strength, they soon were no longer satisfied with the three thousand miles of mountains and rivers occupied by the five sects—Qingxia Sect, Lihuo Sect, Luoxia Sect, Seven Stars Pavilion, and Xuanyue Cave—and continued to expand outward.

There are three thousand small continents and ten thousand miles of large continents. In the boundless Northern Region, there are many such oases, most of which are occupied by small sects at the Dao Palace level, and occasionally there are a few scattered Four Extremities powerhouses, but not many.

Because the Four Extremities must begin to comprehend the Dao and imprint the void, many cultivators in this secret realm will choose to travel around, looking for opportunities and comprehending the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Further Dragon Transformation cultivators crave dragon energy resources and often go to the Central Plains to find dragon veins, work for imperial dynasties, or join large sects to become elders and retainers.

The final Immortal Platform Secret Realm, in the Beidou of the Dharma-Ending Age, can be considered a true big shot and would not bother to stay in the barren Northern Region, let alone open a sect here.

Lin Xian came to the Northern Region to recast Tianxuan, just happening to be in this position that was neither high nor low, allowing him to develop calmly.

Dao Palace realm is pushed through directly; encountering Four Extremities is even simpler, requiring only one sentence.

Go quickly and invite Holy Son Ye Fan to take action!

After obtaining the Western Emperor Scripture, Ye Fan's physical body and Dao power sublimated together, and his combat power climbed to a peak. Fighting against several small bandits, even with all their magic treasures, they could not do anything to the Desolate Ancient Holy Body; he definitely had the strength to fight the Four Extremities.

In addition, Ye Fan was also gradually perfecting his path as a Source Heaven Master.

Shi Zhai and Qingxia Sect were plain and unremarkable, neither sufficient to carry a large sect, so he chose a new address.

It was the same sentence: go quickly and invite Source Heaven Master Ye Fan to take action.

What? The sect lacks a mountain.

Go quickly and invite Holy Body Ye Fan to move mountains and overturn seas. This is not just talk; a near-complete Holy Body, performing the Mountain-Holding Seal, truly has the power to lift and throw mountains.

What? The sect lacks a river.

Go quickly and invite Holy Body Ye Fan to dredge the river.

What? The sect lacks a medicine field.

Forget it, let's just buy two exotic divine cows for this.

After returning from the Yaochi small world, Lin Xian finally lived a happy life of gnawing on Ye, like an absentee manager, delegating power and ruling by doing nothing.

Ye Fan protested more than once, but was suppressed by Lin Xian using the Lihuo Divine Furnace, saying solemnly, "You do the work, I am at ease."

Ye Fan was speechless and said with a dark face, "Then Holy Master, what are you doing?"

Of course, it was to slack off.

Lin Xian coughed and said righteously, "Other things, you go and do them. I have a lot to do; I must put my energy into preaching."

"Preaching." Ye Fan was slightly stunned and asked curiously, "Isn't the Wan Di Divine Temple already built?"

"It's different." Lin Xian touched under the table, brought out a history book, and said meaningfully, "I want to write a history book, recording the great achievements of the human emperors, as well as the inheritance of the Daoist lineage."

The emperors never met each other; to connect their eras together, running through it all, is the biggest black hand in the ages: the Undying Emperor.

Under Lin Xian's record, the naturally evil Undying brat, doing all kinds of evil, was the greatest disaster in heaven and earth.

The collapse of the Ancient Heavenly Court was done by the Undying Emperor; the Dark Turmoil was instigated by the Undying Emperor; the path to immortality was broken, which was even more of the Emperor's conspiracy; the tragic death of the Great Emperors and Ancient Emperors was the black hand of the Emperor.

The Red-Haired Ancestor's cremation was the Emperor handing the fire; the Eerie Ancestor going to the plateau was the Emperor leading the way!

In short, the Emperor is greatly evil, and the human emperors represent justice and kindness.

"Starting from the Mythological Era, the human race fought against the evil Emperor, struggling to survive under the oppression of the ancient myriad races. From that day on, in order to explore the immortal path, the Mythological Heavenly Venerables who pursued it tirelessly will live forever."

"The Ancient Emperors who fought for the coexistence of myriad races and the peace of the world will live forever."

"The human emperors who fought against the Dark Turmoil to protect the peace of the universe will live forever."

"This is a history of the rise of the human race, and even more, a bloody history of fighting against the Emperor and quelling turmoil that is worth singing and weeping over!"

"Until the birth of Emperor Wu Shi, who pushed through the nine heavens and ten earths, did this dark reincarnation end. He suppressed the eight wildernesses and six harmonies, swept across the outer realms, and shocked the starry sky of the ages, reaching the peak of prosperity."

"Emperor Wu Shi has come, so there is a blue sky; Emperor Wu Shi was born, so the universe is at peace!"

"Whatever forbidden area turmoil, whatever supreme existence, whatever immortal creature—if they dare to appear, they are all suppressed and killed with one force, without any suspense!"

"Emperor Wu Shi pushed the glory of the human race to an extreme, and the nine heavens and ten earths were all subdued."

"We follow in the footsteps of Emperor Wu Shi, continue to fight against the Undying Emperor, strike at the evil ancient races, and realize true coexistence of myriad races and peace in the world."

Lin Xian had turned into a Wu Shi fan. This history book was a record of the Emperor's evil, and even more, a promotion of Emperor Wu Shi's great achievements.

Under heaven and on earth, Wu Shi is number one. Even in the Wan Di Divine Temple, Emperor Wu Shi's position had to be moved, taking a step forward to be worshipped together with the first Mythological Venerable, the Tribulation Crossing Yuanshi Yuanshi Tianzun, standing on the left and right of the Huang Tiandi.

And, he, Lin Mou, was the incarnation of Emperor Wu Shi, representing the Wu Shi lineage.

As for Wan Qing, sorry, I'm really not very familiar with him; I'm afraid the Wu Shi Bell will misunderstand.

"Setting up a target to unite everyone?" Ye Fan was thoughtful. He naturally understood the principle that one must have a Lich King.

With an enemy, everyone can fight together and give up infighting; without an enemy, then shape an enemy.

"I'm afraid some people won't buy it." Ye Fan was a little worried, fearing a repeat of the Southern Alliance's past events.

The Yaochi Holy Land was fine, being of the same origin as the Wu Shi lineage, and had some face; the Jiang family had pulled in Jiang Yi and had a relationship with the Grand Void God King, so they could barely be at peace.

The real problem was the Thirteen Great Bandits. What is a bandit? A robber, a horse thief—how could they really be harmonious?

Moreover, there were too many of the Thirteen Great Bandits, a mixed bag. There were reliable allies like Jiang Yi, old friends from the former Southern Alliance like the Green Flood Dragon King, and some true bandits.

When Ye Fan was fighting in various states, quelling roving bandits, and pacifying the people, he ran into a descendant of a Great Bandit, Xu Yuan.

This was the young grandson of the Third Great Bandit, Xu Tianxiong, who was very favored, but he was rotten from head to toe and was the worst of them all. He had never done anything good, and the other Great Bandits didn't even look down on the little bit of source from the common people.

In order to break through quickly and compete for favor in front of his grandfather, Xu Yuan learned the routine of the former Qingxia Sect, letting the roving bandits plunder everywhere and grab source stones.

"You killed him?" Lin Xian asked with some surprise.

Ye Fan nodded. Xu Yuan wasn't even at the Four Extremities; he was only at the Fifth Level of the Dao Palace and was slapped to death by him in a few hits.

"An evil bandit, killed is killed. But the Thirteen Great Bandits side cannot be chaotic. Did you handle the aftermath cleanly?" Lin Xian asked.

"This is natural. The Black Emperor was responsible for destroying the corpse and erasing the traces." Ye Fan nodded confidently. After he killed Xu Yuan, he also used a strange treasure he accidentally obtained, the God-Beating Whip, to destroy the spiritual sense left by the Third Great Bandit, completely eliminating the clues.

"That's good. In a few days, the sects will hold an alliance." Lin Xian pondered for a moment and said slowly, "Take a few disciples with qualifications; let's go to the Holy City."

"To visit Senior Wei Yi?" Ye Fan asked thoughtfully.

Besides the Old Madman, the other Tianxuan Saint, Wei Yi, was still alive and guarding the Tianxuan Stone Workshop.

"Not bad. The foundation of the Yaochi Jiang family is coming, and we also need to bring out a heavyweight figure..." Lin Xian whispered, then raised his head and said, "Restrain the trend of expansion. The current territory is enough. Next, we need to take root among the masses, go deep into people's hearts, and cultivate true faith."

The path of faith is broad and profound, not just purely grazing the masses and harvesting faith. That kind of thought-power is too mixed and extremely easy to dissolve; if used for cultivation, the foundation will also be unstable.

The so-called "incense has poison" and "backlash against the gods" refers to gods who only know how to take and not give, eventually leading to the collapse of the divine kingdom and being burned to death by karmic fire.

Only by feeding back to the masses, taking from the people and using it for the people, can one dissolve the distracting thoughts of the masses and obtain truly pure vow-power.

The masses believe in gods, and gods nourish the masses; this is a balance.

In the long run, the Northern Region might turn into a Pure Land of an immortal kingdom, becoming the foundation of longevity.

Yes, Lin Xian was copying homework again.

With pearls and jade in front, tiles and stones are hard to match.

He directly took Emperor Amitabha's set, stitched it up, formed Northern Region characteristics, and used it.

Otherwise, relying on himself to develop a correct method of faith, he didn't know how long it would take. If a mistake occurred in the middle and he became an evil god, that would be completely finished.

Stitching together the Buddha was not without a price. Under the blessing of this faith system, Lin Xian's perception of the Passed Self became increasingly strong. "If a thought is held, there will be an echo." The Passed Self, who was just chanting in the past and praying for the present life, had a circle of Buddha light appear in his mind at some point, solemn and dignified.

Regarding this, Lin Xian thought about it and indicated that he had long been a Buddhist. The Wan Di Divine Temple worshipped Emperor Amitabha, and as the temple master, what did it matter if he had one more Buddha light? He could even condense the Auspicious Clouds and Three Flowers.

Then, Lin Xian let the "Dao Self" chant the "Dao Scripture," and a circle of immortal light appeared behind his head, thereby forming a balance.

(End of chapter)