Chapter 289

Suddenly, purple-gold light gathered, filling the surroundings like mercury pouring onto the ground, illuminating the originally cramped and dim room until it was clear and transparent.

Immediately, Chen Hang and the others felt their bodies grow light.

Their entire bodies were snatched up from thin air and vanished from where they stood.

The waters of the East Sea were vast for ten thousand qing, stretching endlessly to the horizon...

And this was the deepest part of the sea, a place close to the roots of the earth.

In the mortal world, people often speak of the Nine Nether Hells and the Ten Thousand Ren Long Gong, mentioning these two in the same breath.

Most believe that these two places gather the strange interests of the netherworld and are sources of many bizarre monsters; those who encounter them are ill-fated, and those who suffer them are harmful to things.

They are not things that the common people of the world of the living can mention; they are worlds of worry, thought, and terror...

But now, the cultivators had arrived here in person to take a true look.

Instead, they saw a piece of otherworldly immortal land, a world of light.

Magnificent treasure towers and towering thrones.

Vermilion railings and jade doors, painted rafters and carved beams—

The Long Gong covered an area of who knows how many tens of thousands of miles; it was difficult to exhaust with a single glance.

In the sky, there were winds and moons; on the ground, there were mountains and waters; among the plants and trees, there were flowers and willows; among the birds and beasts, there were fowls and fish; there were residences, jade halls, and golden houses.

In terms of scale and atmosphere, it was truly grand and solemn!

And as Chen Hang looked, he saw a layer of glazed crystal walls stretching out infinitely, tightly enclosing the entire massive Long Gong, blocking out the heavy layers of seawater and separating the inner and outer worlds.

Outside the glazed crystal walls.

The infinite sea beasts and spirits were swimming freely in the pitch-black heavy water, stretching their bodies.

They were dense and countless.

Even the smallest sea beast among them was at least a hundred zhang in size, looking just like a small mountain range.

They were all strange and bizarre.

It was quite a sight.

At this time, Chen Hang and the others had been spat out from the belly of the Floating Luo Whale and placed on a towering mountain peak inside the glazed crystal walls.

All around them were people who had come to attend the Dharma Assembly.

For a time, heads were jostling.

There were at least several thousand people, which was truly not a small number.

The vast majority of people in the field were like him, having come to this underwater territory for the first time.

Seeing the dazzling rosy clouds and colorful drifting lights, everything that met their eyes was a scene of magnificence and grandeur, with an aura of wealth that was overwhelming; it was no different from the beautiful heavenly palaces on the land.

They could not help but click their tongues in wonder, emitting sounds of praise...

"What a good Long Gong! It is truly luxurious! Some worldly people actually equate this Water Mansion Long Gong with the netherworld in their storytelling; that is a great mistake! If one could earn some benefits here to keep by one's side, it would be enough to last a lifetime; it is no wonder that the Grandmaster would shamelessly visit here frequently, lingering and forgetting to return.

If it weren't for his old man's special reminder.

I would have almost missed a stroke of good fortune!"

Qi Bin took a deep breath, feeling a breath of clear spirit seep into his nose, making his heart and lungs feel comfortable; there was an indescribable sense of ease, as if his bones had become a few degrees lighter.

On one hand, he sighed at the abundance of spiritual energy in this Long Gong, which was truly far superior to the Shengmi Pool of the Jing State.

On the other hand, he pondered secretly in his heart.

Thinking of the words of the Grandmaster of Jingdu Temple before he left, he could not help but feel quite troubled...

The mountain gate of the Yuchen Sect was located at the Xiaoming Xiao Daze in the Eastern Region of the Dongmi Continent.

Because of this, the endless lands of the Eastern Region were all under the governance of the Yuchen Sect, and the other two sects were not allowed to easily intervene.

If there were any reckless movements, it would inevitably be seen as an unprovoked provocation, and war would surely arise.

And over the years, after countless divisions and reunions.

To this day, the worldly lands of the Eastern Region had been subdivided into twenty-four great states and three hundred small states.

The population was prosperous, and living beings were endless—

Among them, these three hundred small states were an imaginary number. If one were to truly discuss it, in a place like the Eastern Region where spiritual energy was prosperous, the rise and fall of small states and the change of dynasties were truly common occurrences, not worth mentioning at all.

Therefore, the small states of the Eastern Region were as numerous as the stars at night, far exceeding the number of three hundred; it was truly difficult to count them in detail.

And those with magic power and supernatural abilities were all too lazy to pay attention, unwilling to waste energy on this.

But when it came to the twenty-four great states, that was a very different matter.

They were not only a real number, but in terms of territory, spiritual energy, population, wealth, or the mysterious immortal sects on their lands, they were far superior to the small states, by more than a hundred or a thousand times.

And every ruler, at the beginning of their reign, had to build altars, burn incense, and pray silently, and only after receiving the talisman book and official title from the Yuchen Sect could they call themselves the Son of Heaven, acting on behalf of the Yuchen Sect to shepherd the people and govern.

Otherwise, it would be a reckless ascent to the throne, and disaster would soon befall them.

And during their reign, if there were natural disasters or demonic disturbances that the cultivation sects within the state could not handle, the ruler could send a letter to the Xiaoming Xiao Daze, requesting the Yuchen disciples to come forward and resolve the chaos.

But if the ruler was licentious and lawless.

Causing public grievances to boil over and the people to live in misery, with no one in the state able to control them.

The Yuchen Sect would naturally impose punishment; the lighter penalty would be the death of the ruler, with a virtuous person chosen from the clan to succeed, and the heavier penalty would be the splitting of the land and the abolition of the state, which was not something that had never happened before.

It could be said that the imperial families of these twenty-four states had a very close relationship with the Yuchen Sect.

Apart from meritorious disciples, the vast majority were even the relatives of the various True Persons of the Yuchen Sect...

And the Jing State was one of the twenty-four great states of the Eastern Region.

The Jingdu Temple at Shengmi Pool, where Qi Bin was located, was grandly named after the capital of the state.

From this point.

One could see that the status of Jingdu Temple in the Jing State was truly honorable and prominent, by no means an ordinary Daoist lineage!

As for why Qi Bin had come to the East Sea Long Gong this time.

It was entirely due to a promise from a senior of his sect.

He was a disciple of the True Person Xing Yang.

The master of True Person Xing Yang was the old temple master of Jingdu Temple, Jin Feng.

This old man had also been a disciple of the Four Halls of Yuchen and had even competed for the position of one of the Ten Great Disciples, becoming a true member of Yuchen. It was just that once, while traveling in the West Sea, he had a conflict with a disciple of the Wenhuang Sect and had his Golden Core forcibly tainted.

Feeling disheartened, he retired to the Jing State and took charge of Jingdu Temple.

And Qi Bin's natural talent and roots, although not outstanding when placed in the Lower Hall of Yuchen.

But when looking at the Jingdu Temple at Shengmi Pool, he was outstanding and truly a genius, very glorious!

Not only did his master, True Person Xing Yang, favor him greatly.

Even the old temple master of Jingdu Temple, Jin Feng, encouraged him with a few words.

He even specifically promised Qi Bin that if he could squeeze into the top eighty at the Long Gong's son-in-law selection Dharma Assembly, he would bestow upon him a stroke of good fortune he had obtained in his youth, to help him climb the immortal path with all his might.

Once these words were spoken.

It naturally made Qi Bin's eyes turn red and his blood boil, and he immediately kowtowed and agreed.

However, when Qi Bin arrived at the Guangrong Immortal City and truly saw the world, his heart had already cooled by half.

Now, after arriving at the Long Gong.

He had almost abandoned his previous extravagant thoughts, only seeking to broaden his horizons and increase his knowledge...

And just as Qi Bin's heart was surging and restless.

While the cultivators on the peak were also discussing heatedly.

Suddenly, they heard the sound of bells and drums rolling through, fragrant clouds drifting leisurely from afar, and heavenly light falling from the sky in a riot of colors.

A team of people holding incense and wearing robes, driving colorful light, came slowly.

The cultivators raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound, unable to help but feel slightly surprised.

And after Chen Hang saw the team clearly, he also smiled and thought to himself:

"Is it really Turtle Prime Minister?"

(End of chapter)