The underworld is equivalent to the dynasty in the underworld, and the City Gods are the kings and princes of various places. This is why the underworld gods are very particular about status and rules, and there is a clear distinction between the superiors and the inferiors.
In stark contrast to the free and easy manner of the immortal monks, they are almost rigid in their adherence to rules.
As Li Yi was appointed as a deity on behalf of Heaven, he could become the King of the Underworld. However, he did not accept this position and had no interest in serving in the Underworld, so in theory, he could not be appointed as the City God.
But the City God listens to him, because all the City Gods were enlightened by him.
Power is a rule that everyone follows, and the law is recognized by heaven and earth. If all the city gods recognize Li Yi, then he can command the underworld without taking over the title of King Mingling.
The King of Mingling announced that the Yin Spirit had arrived.
Rays of divine light flew in from the window, and the soul would not be affected by various obstacles in reality, so theoretically the effect of transfer could be achieved.
Bai Shi hugged her shoulders and felt the temperature drop suddenly for some reason, as if she had suddenly returned to the cold winter of March. She exhaled a breath of white air, and it was obvious that the drop in temperature was not her illusion.
But in the eyes of Wei Xi and Qiong Yu, there was another scene before them.
Tall figures, almost reaching the ceiling, stood in the living room, crowded together. These were the bodies of incense gods, each one was two feet tall.
They wear official robes, have divine light on their bodies, are protected by incense, and are remembered by all the people.
City Gods are the largest group of Yin gods throughout history, and also the most powerful Yin gods.
If ordinary ghost cultivators are ordinary people, then the Yin gods recognized by the underworld are officials. They can easily mobilize the power of heaven and earth, drive the people to worship, and often exert unimaginable power in the areas under their jurisdiction.
The soul body of the Yin God has a realm every ten feet, and two feet corresponds to the golden elixir of the cultivator. However, in its own territory, it can shake the Yuanying, and even kill it if there is enough incense.
The laws of the underworld are such that even a god dare not easily violate them, otherwise he will be punished by heaven.
However, everything has its pros and cons. The Yin Gods are powerful but not free. In addition to the restrictions of the laws of the underworld, they are also affected by the changes of dynasties in mortals. In theory, the lifespan of the Yin Gods is endless, but in reality, they are limited by the incense and the changes of dynasties. They generally only live about 500 years.
Those who are lucky enough to survive the troubled times will eventually be swallowed up by the incense within a thousand years.
This group of Yin gods who were born at the beginning of the world will definitely dominate one side, because of the importance of the underworld between heaven and earth, their absolute ruling power in the underworld, and the opportunity they had at the beginning of the world.
These Yin Gods with great prospects are now at Li Yi's disposal.
The city gods were crowded in the small room, and some of their heads had passed through the ceiling, staring at Grandma Liu who was watching TV upstairs. Fortunately, the old lady couldn't see the spirits, otherwise she would have to go to the hospital.
There were still people outside trying to squeeze in, and even pushing people inside to grab a spot.
"Don't push, there's no room inside. Wouldn't it be better to listen outside? How can you behave in front of an immortal?"
"If anyone tries to taunt me, I'll be rude to you."
"My dear colleagues, I have something important to report to the Immortal. Please make room for me."
This is an opportunity to get familiar with their immediate superior. Maybe the immortal will like them and give them the position of King Mingling.
So no one would give up their seats, and the people outside were unwilling to just stare. If it weren't for Li Yi, the city gods would have rolled up their sleeves and started a fight, with the virtuous sitting in the front row.
Wei Xi asked in a low voice: "Husband, what's going on? I heard before that someone in the Great Zhou Dynasty was canonized as the City God. Could that person be my husband?"
The City God used to be the exclusive property of high-ranking government officials, and was even more sensitive to some people than the spiritual vein red line. At present, there are some spiritual veins in some places that nominally belong to the government, but actually all the output belongs to the sect. The origin of these spiritual veins is the position of the City God.
Some dignitaries wanted to live forever, but they were not qualified to practice cultivation, and the system did not allow them to use innate spiritual medicine. With the mediation and compromise of all parties, they traded some spiritual veins with the monks to help them become the city god.
This gave rise to some outrageous propaganda about deifying oneself.
It was not until two years ago that it suddenly stopped, because someone succeeded in enthroning the City God, and the position of the King of the Underworld was determined, and all the tricks were gone. In simple terms, the legitimacy has been established, and how could someone take the position of City God without the appointment of the King of the Underworld?
It is equivalent to a modern government official wanting to become a county magistrate without being an appointed clerk.
This incident caused a huge uproar at the time, and the Great Zhou kept a tight rein on it and refused to reveal who it was. Later, because King Mingling never showed up, and because of the war and the seizure of power, Wei Xi quickly forgot about it.
Now thinking back, who is the most likely Spirit King?
Wei Xi looked at the man who was ordinary in both temperament and appearance. His eyes were indifferent, and he just nodded slightly when he heard her question. There was no sense of complacency or pride in his words.
"If there's no one else it should be me."
Li Yi raised his hand and tapped the table lightly. The 30-inch solid wood table top trembled slightly, and the void vibrated, and a size of a hundred meters appeared in the square inch.
30 inches is equivalent to the size of a football field, but in reality this space occupies less than two square meters.
The Buddhist magic power of the Three-inch Palm, the flawless state, the externalized space. Looking at the use of this magical power, very few people in Buddhism can reach this level.
"Stand inside."
The next second, the City Gods turned into streams of light and flew into the space on the table. Their tall bodies, which were at least three meters tall, were only the size of a mineral water bottle when standing on the table.
Bai Shi realized something at this moment, his pupils turned silver-white, and he finally saw the City Gods surrounded by divine light.
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