Chapter 208 Initial Divine Words
Jiang Zhibin trembled and bowed his head, his body like a sieve, his mind blank, unable to think.
Suddenly, he heard a sound.
A heartless and insensitive cold voice floated above the clouds, distant and vague, but like the sound of a bell from Daliang, every word ringing out and resonating with heaven and earth.
"I will open this world."
Four words appeared in the air stroke by stroke. They were four strange characters, flowing with the deathly aura of the underworld. The words were like wounds on the sky, embedded in the sky.
The endless brilliance of the world flowed into the dead silence like a thread, and the eternal night fell. Only the light of the stars kept shining.
"Cut off the Heavenly Dao, and do not enter the cycle of reincarnation. This is the third realm—"
A cold female voice floated high above the sky, and every word she spoke constituted the core of the world.
Like the eternal Buddha's Zen voice, and like the Taoist Xuanshen, every word and sentence contains hidden principles, which are no longer literal meanings but divine words.
What you say is what you will be punished by.
Jiang Zhibin felt something constantly being stripped from his soul. He was terrified, but there was no way to stop this force. The world cheered, and he was just a tiny drop in the ocean. His screams were drowned out by the world's resounding roar.
The foundation of the world is constantly collapsing and reorganizing, turning into a strange way that is independent of the way of heaven, and is about to completely break away from the constraints of the way of heaven.
In the dark night demon land, a dazzling beam of light suddenly burst out. It was the spiritual light in the world that had not yet been completely transformed, trying to break through the sky and escape.
It symbolized the Way of Heaven, seemingly unwilling to be tamed by this world. But it was no use. Amidst the sudden change, Jiang Zhibin looked up and saw a hand in the sky. With a casual twist, it extinguished the spiritual light.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble."
The seventeen words of the divine words spread out like endless clouds in the sky, completely closing the world and giving rise to strange ways.
Jiang Zhibin's soul-wrenching pain vanished. He felt his spirit drifting, freer than ever before, as if an invisible cord had been severed. He no longer feared this world or this god.
Those who enter this world are all servants of God.
Jiang Zhibin was filled with endless admiration and joy. Together with all the ghost servants, he worshiped the huge stone tablet that slowly emerged in the sky, piercing through the sky and earth and suddenly smashing into the mountains and rivers.
There are three words written on it - "Youdu Realm".
The divine hand slowly pointed at Jiang Zhibin. He was startled, then knelt on one knee and bowed his head to listen to the divine words.
"You are the one who forged my wisdom, and Heaven and Earth have done me a great service. The world is still in darkness, and you preach the truth, opening the minds of all living beings."
The cold divine words brought endless joy to Jiang Zhibin at this moment. Every word resounded in his heart, and he felt as if his bones and marrow had been cleansed and he had been reborn.
The divine words materialized into a large, tangible banner, inscribed with the divine words bestowed upon Jiang Zhibin. Jiang Zhibin grasped it in his hand, feeling a surge of mystical wonders flowing through him, accompanied by inexplicable scripture, nourishing and filling the meridians drained by the twisting. He channeled his energy, and the prayer flag stripped away all his egoic thoughts. His entire being detached from worldly matters, emanating a sense of ethereal calmness. He said in a deep voice, "I respectfully accept the divine command."
The divine palm rose, but was obscured by the gathering sea of clouds. The world trembled, and suddenly ten golden lights descended, transforming into ten monks in different attire. They jumped up in confusion and alertness.
With a sense of mission in mind, Jiang Zhibin stepped forward holding a prayer flag and said loudly, "Everyone, please listen to me."
Luo Xuanyi withdrew her gaze. She saw that the table in the room was a little crooked because it was missing a pad. She simply folded the pillowcase with a torn corner into two pieces and placed it on the corner.
Now, the small world within her body, which has completed the laws of the world, has completely broken free from the constraints of the laws of nature. It is Luo Xuanyi's absolute territory.
The souls and matter in this world have completely escaped the cause and effect of reincarnation. If they encounter a mental attack like Jiang Zhibin, they will actively begin to transform into strange cultivators.
This kind of strange cultivator, like Luo Xuanyi's ghost servant, would never betray her. Therefore, Luo Xuanyi embedded a scroll of strange cultivation techniques into the pillowcase—no, into the prayer flags given to Jiang Zhibin. This was a secondary scroll derived from the various evil court ghost techniques, titled "Yintian Wutu Scroll."
Like other strange cultivation methods, the "Cloudy Sky Five Turbidities Scroll" utilizes dead energy for cultivation, and does not require evil thoughts. Instead, a kind of faith fire is generated during the practice. Within the Five Turbidities, a cloudless sky without sun requires a kind of faith to suppress all evil thoughts. This faith can be channeled and passed on to specific targets.
The pure fire of faith is a great tonic for Luo Xuanyi. And for the monks who practice this volume, the more powerful the object of the fire of faith is, the greater the benefit they will gain themselves. It can be said to be a win-win situation.
Luo Xuanyi had long realized that fighting alone always leaves something to be desired, and this time, she had finally completed her methods. Jiang Zhibin would naturally guide the additional cultivators, and even if they were just talking, they would train the secondary ghost servants throughout the world. Luo Xuanyi was not at a disadvantage in any way.
With a snap of his fingers, the lingering deathly energy flew out from his fingertips and completely wrapped around his body. Luo Xuanyi retracted the body back into his body, stood up from the chair, and stretched.
The next step was to wait for the herbs and animal bones to arrive, which would also take a month. Luo Xuanyi suddenly became interested, pushed open the courtyard door, and saw a faint light in the sky from a distance.
The rain fell silently on Luo Xuanyi's shoulders, a gentle, continuous drop that immediately dampened her hair. She closed her eyes, letting the rain continue to fall on her body, dizzying her with its coolness.
It's actually nice to empty your mind occasionally. On this rainy morning, Luo Xuanyi decided to take a walk in Guhu Town.
Because of the different system, I have never made clear her strength before (also because my writing skills are not good enough), I don't know how this part will be
There's also the idea that initially, the stele (stepping stones) and prayer flags (pillow covers) in this world were all alien creatures. Once the world began to function, these things began to self-produce, and even had mines. It could be said to be a proper little world.
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