Chapter 343: The Golden Blade Grand Marshal

Not only was the incense at Tongtian Temple flourishing, but there was even a black bishop wearing a Daoist robe and a cross inside.

There were also Daoists wearing divine robes and Daoist crowns, as well as those with crosses hanging around their necks, Buddhist prayer beads in their hands, and small round caps on their heads.

Xu Jia had previously warned them that the Dao is in the heart, not in form, and even supported his disciples in Dao-Ye Dual Cultivation; he had even descended in the guise of an angel, although he had broken off the wings and roasted them for his disciples to eat.

In any case, they just followed suit; these overseas Chinese believers believed in whichever spirit they heard of, and although it was neither fish nor fowl, they donated a lot of money and did a lot of charity, so they were welcomed everywhere.

Just as they were chanting the precious scrolls, piously fasting, and completing the two-week "Daoist Cultural Class," intending to go back and preach everywhere that they had found spiritual peace at Tongtian Temple.

The incense smoke suddenly gathered, and the seven apertures of the Ancestor's Golden Body, which was sitting cross-legged in the center of the main hall, opened; the smoke was sucked into it, and the shriveled, jerky-like Golden Body began to expand, regaining its elasticity and transforming into a young Daoist.

The Daoist stretched, startling those inexperienced disciples and grand-disciples, but Li Rentai, one of the four great disciples from before, knelt down immediately: "Respectfully welcome the Ancestor to descend to the altar!"

The other Daoist peers from America who were studying there were full of question marks; this thing counts as descending to the altar? Isn't descending to the altar about looking at the incense? Isn't it about looking at the throwing of the Holy Grail? I asked Guan Sheng Dijun for instructions, and he gave me nine Holy Grails? It just appeared so vividly? This Golden Body jerky, which had been dead for who knows how many years, came back to life?

Xu Jia felt a bit strange this time, because this Golden Body should only have the Dharma Power of an Earth Immortal level, but Xu Jia had now attained the God Immortal Realm, so descending into the Golden Body resulted in Dharma Power at the God Immortal level.

"Could it be that my merits from my previous life already reached the God Immortal level?" Xu Jia thought for a moment; the God Immortal Realm concerns the Yang Spirit and is the achievement of the Primordial Spirit. Since his own split consciousness was a Yang Spirit thought, naturally this Dharma body was also at the Yang Spirit level, so he was no longer surprised.

It was just that the Heavenly Dao of America was faintly resisting, and the energy of the Dharma Realm carried a deep malice, coming not only from the Hell Seventy-two Demon Gods but also from Heavenly Mountain.

America is an immigrant country; immigrant culture seems to be a melting pot, but it is actually a state of fragmentation where cultures do not recognize each other, which is manifested in the Dharma Realm as numerous factions.

What Xu Jia wanted this time was the three-thousand-year-old Voodoo Tree of Voodooism; this thing originally lorded over Haiti in the Americas, and later, as Voodooism spread to America and more and more people believed in it, it combined with devil culture. In general, this Voodoo Tree also belonged to one of the Hell Seventy-two Demon Gods.

"Ancestor, these are the Magic Tools you mentioned using during your lifetime, the Bingma Jar and the Command Flag, which are now placed before the altar for worship."

Xu Jia looked; the Jiazi Gold Coin Sword was made of pure gold coins starting from the Jiazi year, woven with red rope using gold thread, and its Dharma nature was psychic, faintly possessing the Qi of National Fortune.

The Chang soldiers of the Thirty-six Caves and Seventy-two Strongholds that he had once refined were now buzzing, all calling out.

In addition, there was a Black Lacquer Gourd, and there were Talismans on the gourd...

Xu Jia's vision was higher now, and seeing these things, he only felt they were ordinary, all refined when he was practicing heterodox paths, but it was better than having nothing by his side.

So he waved his hand, and the spirit talismans on the altar were lifted; suddenly, ten thousand baleful spirits flew out from the altar jar. The personal Spirit General that Xu Jia had refined in his previous life also sensed this, manifesting a red phantom from the Jiazi Gold Coin Sword and gathering Qi to take form before the altar.

This Spirit General, sitting cross-legged on a lion and holding a ghost-slaying machete, was specially created by Xu Jia running to Africa to summon the soul of a lion and entering the Savage Mountains to find the soul of a general from those years, combining them with military baleful energy. It was not a personal heart-general like Nezha or Yang Jian; it was named the Golden Blade Ghost-Slaying General, and Japanese devils are also ghosts, so there was nothing inappropriate about it.

"My Lord!" The Spirit General, having experienced a hundred years and undergone inheritance, still remembered Xu Jia: "This subordinate did not expect that we would have a chance to meet again. Since you, my Lord, achieved Feathered Ascension, although we did not become Lengtan soldiers, there were very few descendants who had the qualifications to summon and control us. Since they couldn't command us, the incense fire gradually thinned, and I could only wander in the Dharma Realm with my brothers, eating wild food. Later, when the Wandering Gods of Min flourished, I also obtained an opportunity and became a 'Lord'. Being able to reunite this time, this subordinate is willing to destroy altars and break temples for you, my Lord, once again! To subdue demons and suppress evil."

Spirit Generals generally do not have their own independent intelligence and only obey the orders of the Dharma Lord, but when Xu Jia refined him, he did not erase these, and coupled with his later self-development, he could be considered to have become a god.

Xu Jia said softly: "This Daoist did achieve Feathered Ascension, but my merits were insufficient, and I did not take you all with me to ascend and become Heavenly soldiers or Ancestral altar soldiers, though there will be opportunities in the future. Golden Blade, since you have the opportunity to reside in a temple and enjoy incense fire, it shows that you have this merit and retribution."

"The Heavenly Court does not care about the affairs of the lowly lower realm, and the Underworld only manages the cycle of life and death. We Wandering Gods and Licentious Offerings are only a temporary excitement; it is enough not to exhaust our blessings and retribution, and we are only willing to continue to follow you, my Lord, in cultivation."

"I have already reached another world, and you may not be able to descend, so continue to develop here. Licentious Sacrifices and wild offerings are because the evil god's heart is not upright. Now that I have gained the favor of Lingbao Heavenly Venerable and have been granted the position of Lingbao Heavenly Master, I can grant you a Register Tier as a Spirit General, re-establish the Bingtian in America, and serve as the orthodox Golden Blade Grand Marshal of Tongtian Temple to assist my disciples in cultivation and subjugation. What do you think?"

"This subordinate is willing!" Golden Blade lowered his head, then knelt on one knee, waiting for Xu Jia's orders.

Xu Jia pointed, and a golden light entered his red body, gathering the divinity that Golden Blade had become as a "Lord" of the villages in Min. According to logic, he was "transferring from military to political," retiring to become a village cadre, but it was not a proper appointment. Xu Jia now gave him a proper letter of appointment.

These divinities, condensing the power of wishes, transformed into a "Ninth-Rank Red Divine Dao Incense Register."

It was not that Xu Jia did not want to promote him further, but this was already the limit. In his previous life, his own cultivation in the Underworld was only that of a minor official who had just entered the ranks. After reincarnation, he slowly cultivated into a God Immortal body, which was like the "Seventh Rank" in the Form Realm.

A Seventh-Rank chief official is only enough to promote someone to the Ninth-Rank tier.

Moreover, here in the secular world, the Divine Path is not manifest; only places with a rich cultural atmosphere have spiritual manifestations. Even Taishan Niangniang, once she leaves Tai'an, cannot manage other places.

However, beliefs similar to Guan Emperor and Mazu are widely spread across the rivers and mountains.

Xu Jia being able to promote him to the Ninth Rank can be considered "using the sword of the previous dynasty to behead the official of the current dynasty," which is already the limit. After all, he is a Heavenly Master in another world, but he has not yet obtained a legal status in this world.

It is just that as part of the Desire Realm, America is still a level lower than the world of his reincarnation.

Golden Blade sensed his own changes and found that he had actually entered the "system." He was overjoyed and said directly: "Many thanks for the grace of the Dharma Lord!"

(End of this chapter)