Chapter 457 Is this Lingwei Daojun really not a Gu cultivator?

Lin Du had expected to see Lin Tuan again for a long time, but when he took the first step, he felt timid.

Sending the ghost to the underworld was Lin Du's unilateral act without anyone's consent, just like a child who didn't obey orders and started to get scared when he thought about meeting his parents.

Lin Du regretted coming down alone. If Wei Zhi was still there, she could help share most of the firepower, but now she was alone.

Or... let's just put the blame on Wei Zhitou.

Lin Du thought it over, took a deep breath, and then followed Shen Tu into the corner of the mountain.

Lin Tuan likes peach blossoms, he likes them to flourish all year round, with the flowers blooming all the time and prospering forever.

But there is no such thing in the underworld.

But most of the flowers and plants that can grow in the underworld seem to have gathered in the valley. The flowers blooming on the yin and white bones look different from the flowers in the world of the living. They are faint and exude infinite tranquility.

"This wine is not enough, can you give me another thousand years?" A familiar female voice broke the silence.

Lin Du's heart began to beat wildly again.

"I'm really impressed. You drank so much, what is it that you can't forget? I am Meng Po! Meng Po! Do you know what Meng Po is?" A little girl shouted crisply, "You insulted my profession!"

"Didn't you say that besides making soup, you are also an expert at brewing wine, and that you are also known for being drunk for a thousand days without dreams or thoughts? Isn't it that I want to try it?"

"I gave you the Thousand Days of Drunk!" the little girl said angrily, "You didn't even react, which is the biggest insult to me."

"Then just treat me as special and give me another Thousand Year Drunk." The female voice became softer.

The girl stood under a locust tree with her hands on her hips, refusing to give in. "Drunkard!!! Last time! Next time I bring you wine, and you still drink it all up and complain that you are not strong enough, I will, I will never come again."

There was no wind in the valley, but the lush locust trees were shaking slightly, and then a figure fell from above, wearing a heavy purple robe and the locust flowers unique to the underworld fluttering down.

Lin Du's heart settled down again at this moment.

That familiar face, the figure that had not been seen for more than a thousand years, appeared in front of Lin Du in its entirety.

Lin Tuan turned his head and looked in the direction of the valley entrance, his eyes fell on the cyan figure that did not belong to the ghost world.

After she stood still, she looked at Lin Du carefully for a while, then smiled, "He looks a bit like an adult now."

Lin Du suddenly turned around and tried to put on a playful smile, "At my age in the fairy world, I am still a greenhorn who knows nothing."

Lin Tuan shook his head, "I know you can always do it. You know everything and can do everything well."

Lin Du was still standing there, as if in a dream, until Lin Tuan walked towards her, startling the dark butterflies that were resting on the wet ground. They flew around and finally landed on the immortal's shoulders.

And Lin Du also fell into that person's warm embrace.

Time came to a standstill in the River Styx, but Lin Du had been swimming upstream. Time washed away all the external things on her body, but many times, the torrent could not wash away many things.

Humans are animals that need love, but it is never just love. It is the care of elders and the friendship of friends.

A child who is nurtured by love is the richest; she can grow and explore without worry.

When Lin Du returned, he had nothing in his hands and was full of loss, but now no matter where he goes, even if he has nothing, he always feels that he is extremely rich.

In the past, Lin Du thought that feelings were dispensable and did not detract from her pursuit and strength. However, these belated feelings were indeed precious, so precious that she was even more timid when she was close to her hometown and dared not ask for help from the visitors.

"You are the most amazing kid I have ever met."

Lin Tuan patted her back gently, "So don't be afraid, just be brave and do what you think is right."

Lin Du lowered his head, "What if I make a wrong judgment?"

"No." Lin Tuan touched her head. "What was right at the time and what was wrong later cannot be generalized, right?"

Lin Du thought, maybe Lin Tuan knew everything.

When a person stands in front of a turbulent river and looks at a dam that is about to be destroyed, the decision he makes at that moment may be correct.

But times have changed, and when the flood broke the dam, the actions of our predecessors were wrong.

"You have to learn to accept that it doesn't matter if you are wrong. A person's knowledge cannot be comprehensive, not even God."

"Do what you think is right at the time. You are cautious by nature, thorough, and responsible. I believe you. This is the most correct decision you can make at the time. Even if it turns out to be wrong in the future, you are ready to take responsibility, and that is enough."

With the wisdom of history, you will eventually become a passerby.

"You... remember everything, right?" Lin Du suddenly spoke.

Lin Tuan didn't explain anything, he just hugged her tightly, and didn't let go for a long time, then looked into Lin Du's eyes, "I am your predecessor, and later generations should learn from their predecessors. It's too late for the predecessors to regret, but it's wrong to make later generations timid."

"I can't forget those scenes, the souls trapped in the shrine, the disasters and sins of greed, the souls that I tried so hard to untie but eventually became evil spirits." Lin Tuan looked at Lin Du and said in a gentle voice, "I thought that offering sacrifices to make up for the whole heaven was my best destination."

"Lin Du, I heard that you are now the Taoist Lord of the Three Yuans and Nine Prefectures. The Floating Life Fan and the Dream Pen can judge a person's merits and demerits, gains and losses. Why not let me in once?"

Lin Du was stunned for a long time, "You, do you want to come in?"

"Can't you judge my merits and demerits?" Lin Tuan looked at her.

Lin Du's heart strangely calmed down. This was a good thing for both of them.

After she ascended to the upper realm, she discovered that the root of everything was indeed the fallen god Houtu, and even more so the evil of all the people. Lintuan was the reincarnation of Houtu. She had no memory at the beginning, and she had not done those things. Therefore, Lin Du could safely and boldly tell Kaiyang that Lintuan was right and the Dongming Realm should not be closed.

But the Lintuan of today has all of Houtu's memories. Even though she is no longer Houtu, those memories still bother her.

Regardless of whether they are close or distant, or enemies, Lin Du should be the scale to measure the merits and demerits of the world and to decide the blessings and sins. This is her responsibility.

The moment Lin Du raised his hand, Shen Tu and Meng Po looked at the immortal at the same time.

Meng Po seemed to want to step forward to stop it, but was stopped by Shen Tu and shook her head.

"Although Lin Du is considerate, she is still a celestial official after all. The innate spiritual treasure in her hands controls the laws of heaven and earth and divine power. She is acting as a god. It is not right for you and I to interfere."

Meng Po's eyes widened. "You are the Ghost Emperor. Shouldn't the Ghost Emperor be more powerful than the Taoist Lord?"

Shen Tu thought about it seriously and said, "If we really fight, it's a 50-50 fight."

Meng Po's eyes widened. "Lin Du sounds OK, but he still has a chance of winning, right?"

"There's a 50 percent chance that she'll make me lose directly, and a 50 percent chance that she'll command the gods and I'll lose indirectly." Shen Tu said.

Meng Po:……?

Over there, the Fu Sheng Fan was already shining brightly, and Lin Tuan's figure had disappeared.

Lin Du sat there, countless dark butterflies fell around her, she did not look at them, but just looked up at the Floating Life Fan and the Dream Pen, the immortal power and consciousness in her body continuously outlined Lin Tuan's life.

If the Floating Life Fan judges that she is Lin Tuan, then from now on, there will be only one ghost cultivator named Lin Tuan. If she is judged to be Hou Tu, then she will bear the punishment she deserves.

Lintuan's life is very long.

It was so long that Meng Po was caught and taken away for being absent from her post. Shen Tu also felt bored. Seeing that Lin Du's immortal power was gradually decreasing and it was difficult for her to walk, he could only play the Nine Rings beside her.

Shen Tu looks as smart as can be, but he always gets stuck when playing the Nine-Ring Conjoined Rings game.

Lin Du had heard enough, so he took it and untied it in no time.

"You can't do this. It's not interesting. Do you understand?" Shen Tu complained, "I just can't cut it and make it messy. How else can I kill time?"

Lin Du suddenly looked at Shen Tu, stared at her for a long time, then smiled, "You're right, I'll get it back for you."

Shen Tu was unhappy again, "Forget it, forget it. You make me look stupid."

Lin Du smiled and said nothing. He raised his head again and looked at the Fu Sheng fan.

On the fan, it was written about Lintuan's background. He was born in the turbulent times of the royal family. He went to Zhongzhou with everyone's hope, hoping to find a new way out, but was expelled from the royal family.

He was upright and kind throughout his life, exterminating evil spirits, helping the poor, managing and guiding the sect, and performing countless small deeds.

The picture was suddenly covered with thick clouds, and in the thick clouds, the rays of light descended.

Lin Du looked up, watching intently.

By sacrificing himself, the Heavenly Dao of the Dongming Realm completely returned to its original strength. From then on, the Dongming Realm stopped its decline, which was a great achievement.

The picture was once again enveloped by thick clouds, surging in groups.

Lin Du and Shen Tu focused at the same time.

"You want Hou Tu, and I want Lin Tuan. Do you want to guess what the final result will be?" Lin Du asked.

Shen Tu put away the Nine Linked Rings and clanged them. "I won't play dumb with smart people. I'll be frank. The underworld needs Hou Tu."

Lin Du thought about it seriously, "Taiyin is a position, so is Tiandi, why can't Houtu be one? Of course you can have a Houtu, but what if that Houtu is called Lintuan?"

Shen Tu was bypassed, "It could also be Lin Tuan."

As Shen Tu was circled in, Lin Du also smiled. Looking at the flashing lightning inside, which was so bright that it almost broke through the fan, his expression became solemn again.

The final result gradually emerged.

Although Lintuan is the reincarnation of Houtu's true soul, he has only done one major deed and thousands of minor deeds in this life, but not a single major fault. Yet he is willing to be tortured to make it clear that he has not inherited his merits and should not suffer such hardship. Now he has broken through the illusion, established himself as a ghost, and become a ghost immortal.

Shen Tu looked at the result. "In the end, she was still willing to accept her former identity and chose to start over as a ghost fairy, rather than becoming a turbulent being and returning to the cycle of reincarnation. It seems like I won, but you didn't lose either."

"Perhaps, her essence has never been lost." Lin Du said seriously.

Lintuan, the essence of this true soul, concentrates the true essence of Houtu that is believed and admired.

It is hard to say whether the power of faith of all people in the underworld ultimately preserved the Hou Tu of the past or the hearts that united the people over the years.

Lin Tuan walked out of the illusion of life and accepted the blessing, his whole body filled with the aura of a ghost fairy.

A person's growth is destined to be a process of accepting oneself, knowing oneself, admitting mistakes, and still being willing to move forward.

She looked at Lin Du. Although he was in a state of panic, having obviously suffered a divine tribulation far beyond his own realm, he smiled with relief and warmth, "It seems that from now on, I will have to call you Daojun."

Lin Du smiled and shook his head, putting away the Fu Sheng Fan and the Dream Pen, "You will always be my uncle-master."

She turned to look at Shen Tu, "Do you want to come too?"

Shen Tu took a step back. "Hey, here, I haven't solved the nine-ring puzzle yet, so I'll move on first."

Lin Du crossed his arms, watching Shen Tu fleeing, and shook his head, "Maybe there will be a blessing!! Don't run!! Come on, come on!"

Shen Tu ran even faster and disappeared in an instant.

Lin Du shook his head and sighed, then flew into the sky holding the fan.

Chu Guanmeng felt that Lin Du's mood seemed a little strange, "Aren't you happy to see Lin Tuan?"

Lin Du nodded and played with the fan, "I'm happy."

She suddenly opened her folding fan and said, "But people can't just focus on being happy."

Today Lintuan taught her the final lesson: don't give up the right action at the moment because of fear of failure in the long run.

Lin Du doesn't mind taking the blame that might be caused later.

She does not want selective justice, she wants a lasting and permanent order, so all the pimples that have accumulated in the past should be removed to prevent more mold from growing and causing the order to decay and eventually vanish.

Lin Du now understands Wen Fu's feelings. It is precisely because of Wen Fu's existence that she is always alert and cannot rely solely on her own reasoning, but needs more evidence.

Now that the footprints of the predecessors have been re-established, she should also... follow those footprints and rethink the truth of that year.

Lin Du opened the Floating Life Fan, his consciousness immersed in it, and recalled the turbulent illusory world of Floating Life.

A person will never truly experience every snow in another person's life. All Lin Du can do is to follow these footprints and try to grasp some truth from them.

When the Posuo Kingdom was destroyed, did Lintuan really not discover anything?

Lin Du remembered that the treasure house of the Supreme Sect was filled with items left behind by the predecessors who had gone out to gain experience for generations.

When did the red rope arrive at the treasure house?

Lin Du found the answer in his life of Lin Tuan.

The red rope was indeed found by Lintuan.

She put the red rope into the sect's treasure house without any markings. Even Feng Chao didn't know what the thing was and even thought it was the tassel of a spirit sword.

Did Lin Tuan really not know what the red rope was at that time? Lin Du thought that was not necessarily the case.

If I didn't know, I wouldn't have put it in the treasure chamber.

As early as when the Posuo Kingdom was destroyed, Lin Tuan rushed there, and in the midst of the war, he saw the red rope that suddenly appeared. Then he endured the resistance and burning of the red rope and used up all his spiritual power at that time to send the red rope that refused to return into the treasure house.

The red rope is waiting for a recognized owner, and the torrent is waiting for the red rope to have a recognized owner.

Lin Du thought that, to some extent, Lin Tuan and Yin Huaitian, somehow, had jointly pushed her onto this path.

They should have been opposites, but in reality, they were both powerless and lit a lamp for future generations.

Lin Du followed Lin Tuan's footsteps and saw the dusty memories that she had unlocked after entering the underworld.

In ancient times, Hou Tu governed the Nine Provinces and was the god of the five lands. After the ancient gods restored order, Hou Tu responded to the call of her people in disaster and was resurrected.

In the end, it is the sentient beings who save the gods, and then the gods save the sentient beings from water and fire.

Until... the three thousand worlds, the gods were finally overwhelmed, with limited divine power and infinite prayers. In order to facilitate the rescue, Hou Tu condensed her wishes into glass beads and sent them to various worlds for rescue.

Desire explodes, and the incense is poisonous.

Hou Tu was born with the help of the Ten Thousand People Seal and was unable to destroy it. In the end, her countless wishes were not fulfilled, but her soul, which was maintained by the Ten Thousand People Seal, remained in the shrine, becoming a "array soul of the Jingzhong Array". Amidst the smoke of incense, she became a man-eating demon.

Thus, the picture of the transformation of hell, and the real pile of bones and the incident of gods being pulled down that Lin Du had seen at the bottom of the sea, all really happened.

That is the deepest fear that Lin Luan wants to forget but cannot.

Today, Lintuan is brave because of Lindu's appearance, and Lindu also moves forward because of Lintuan's encouragement.

Lin Du slowly opened his eyes and used his consciousness to ring the contract with Wei Zhi.

Wei Zhi responded quickly, "What's wrong?"

"I suspect that the True Dragon Inner Core containing the power of Taiyin and the red rope were precisely sent to the Posuo Kingdom together."

There was no response for a moment, then the other party asked, "You gave me a new inspiration. I shouldn't be looking around like this without any direction."

"Guixu is the place where all waters converge. There are countless different springs. I may be able to find the springs that are the source of the Dongming Realm water."

Lin Du suddenly thought of something, "Wei Zhi, I'll give you a reference."

Wei Zhi was stunned for a moment, "You brought the soil and water of your hometown with you when you ascended?"

Lin Du laughed, "How come?"

Before Wei Zhi could react, his consciousness was drawn to Lin Du and he saw Lin Du's heart.

A glass heart has countless crack-like lines, and the heart is surrounded by a faint light, continuously delivering vitality, so the heart beats and blood flows.

"My heart was repaired with the deep sea true spirit, the deep sea true spirit of the Dongming Realm, can you feel it?"

Wei Zhi was stunned for a long time, so long that Lin Du thought something had happened to him and even the contract was blocked. Then he spoke, "Yes, I can."

He suddenly joked, "So you are my guiding light."

Lin Du sighed, "As for people, of course whoever is free will help light the way. We can't all walk together in the dark on the same road."

"Lin Du, let's take a look at where we will be in the future." After he said that, he pulled Lin Du's consciousness and connected his five senses.

It was an endlessly deep sea, so deep that it was hard to even tell it was the sea, because as far as the eye could see, there was no life, and no object. The endless water made the entire space seem empty.

"Maybe a bit cold." Lin Du commented.

"You are never afraid of the cold." Wei Zhi swung his tail and struggled forward, bringing out some surging arcs and wisps of silver light.

"It looks much better this way." Lin Du looked at the water waves that were like the light of a shark's veil, "It doesn't seem so bad."

"We all share the same destination." The silver dragon moved forward quickly, passing through the endless sea, looking for the torrent of its homeland.

"It's not a disappointment." Lin Du smiled faintly.

The final step in growth is to accept death, which will arrive in the distant future.

Death has no meaning, but the end of death is one of the meanings of life.

"I suspect that Yin Huaitian's death was not caused by Hou Tu, but by the evil demon riot ten thousand years ago."

"Because Kaiyang said that the Heavenly Palace was afraid that Lin Tuan would ascend and would absorb the powerful power hidden in the source of the demonic energy again. But when I opened the seal that day, I found that there was only evil demonic energy inside, and not much power of rules."

"You said that there are so-called condensed fragments of fallen angels in the Dongming Realm. Why can't there be escaped fragments of fallen angels in the heavenly realm?"

Wei Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Your idea is very bold, but this is the most likely cause of Yin Huaitian's death."

"In that case, it is hidden in the heavens. You must be careful."

Lin Du smiled and said, "Don't worry, I am the direct disciple of Daozu."

"No matter how careful you are, you will still worry about precious things. Your strength does not affect my worries. This is just my worry."

Just as Lin Du was about to say something, he heard a little boy riding a cloud of immortal power rushing towards him, shouting, "Taoist Lord! Taoist Lord! Lingwei Taoist Lord!"

She stood up, waved away the defensive restrictions she had set up, and left the mansion. She found that it was the boy who had just been brought in by Sanyuan Mansion. "What's wrong?"

"Daojun! A new person has ascended to heaven. This new person seems to be very powerful. Xuanying Xianjun asked me to come and call you quickly so that you can grab him!"

Lin Du laughed when he heard this and said, "I seem to remember that the immortal officials promised me that they would give it to me first when a new person comes. Why do you want me to go and grab it myself?"

The little boy was young, but he understood the reason very well. "If you don't go, they will definitely say, 'Oh, you didn't come, they thought you didn't want to, oh, they forgot about it!'"

Lin Du smiled and stuffed a handful of jade coins into his hand, then took Chu Guanmeng down to the Saint Disciple Heaven.

Before they even reached the residence of the Taoist priest, they heard a loud shout, "I just want to be free and unrestrained. You can't force a free and unrestrained Taoist priest to take a job! Not even playing the violin at a banquet! Not even an annual salary of 500,000 yuan for housing allocation. I don't deserve it..."

Before Lin Du entered the palace, the gatekeeper outside had already saluted, "Lingwei Daojun!"

The immortals in the hall fell silent in an instant. Before Yuan Ye could react, he saw the immortal official who was recording dropped his pen and stood up to greet him.

Yuan Ye thought, could it be that Senior Brother has become so successful in just a few hundred years that he is even more powerful than the Star Gods of the Fighting and Thunder Departments?

Then he heard a familiar yet frightening voice, "Oh, what a coincidence, Kaiyang Star Lord, you are here too. There are so many people in the Dou tribe, and it's not enough? You promised me that we were short of people in the Three Yuans and Nine Prefectures, and let me choose first, why did you choose first?"

Yuan Ye turned around suddenly and met Lin Du's smiling face.

This damn familiar look of contempt, who else could it be but Junior Master-Uncle!

The group of star gods saluted and smiled falsely, "I thought the Taoist had gone out on business and hadn't returned yet."

Lin Du did not respond, but looked at Yuan Ye, "Are we from the Three Yuans and Nine Prefectures coming?"

Yuan Ye nodded crisply, "Okay!"

Any further hesitation on his part at this moment would be disrespectful to the memory engraved in his bones.

Lin Du smiled and looked at the star officials. "In that case, I will leave first. Everyone, goodbye."

Several star officials stared at each other in shock for a moment. "No... she hasn't even mentioned the salary yet! So she's just leaving now? Huh?"

"Isn't he a free and easy Taoist? Hasn't he been doing nothing for years? His boss is so kind, but he won't do anything no matter how little work he has."

"Sanyuan Jiufu and Lingwei Daojun are not good places, right? What can they compare with us? Huh??? Just this???"

"Isn't this Lingwei Daojun really not a Gu cultivator?"