Chapter 180 Past Events in Liangzhou
Shan Wubian asked, "Nephew, what should we do now?"
Ji Rong took out a map and gestured on it, then took out some food and said, "Let's rest here for a while and continue when the sandstorm stops."
Uncle, do you know anything about the past in Liangzhou? Tell me about it in detail.
Shan Wu had not actively sought information about Liangzhou, but having been with Canglan Jun for a long time, he had heard quite a few things about ancient times that were now unverifiable.
Du'eyuan has a complex terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is the first line of defense for the Liangzhou tribes who raised the banner of rebellion against the Heavenly Palace soldiers.
It is common knowledge that there are frequent rebellions in Liangzhou, but most cultivators cannot explain in detail why there are so many rebellions in Liangzhou.
The affairs of those in power are beyond the comprehension of lower-level cultivators, even in their entire lives.
The lower-level monks, once they reach a certain age, must busy themselves with the pursuit of wealth, companions, and land; but those in higher positions are born with these things, so what they must scheme for is permanent survival and a prestigious status.
Over the long course of time, the gods acted on behalf of Heaven, making numerous contributions and leaving behind many divine beings as their subjects.
Some of the ancestors of these subordinate tribes were favored divine servants of the main gods, some were capable assistants who made great contributions to the main gods during the transition of divine power, and some were created by the gods themselves when they were lonely.
After the collapse of the spiritual energy of the Nine Provinces, the earth gods that emerged from the mountains and rivers were all severely injured, just like the old mountain god of Canglan Mountain, with no chance of survival.
At that time, the main gods of the Heavenly Palace were focused on stabilizing the source, guarding it day and night, and did not concern themselves with earthly affairs. This inaction gave the subordinate tribes an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
Over the years, many of those great clans have declined, with only a few ancient clans surviving and growing larger and better.
Although the sons of these powerful clans are not born with the recognition of the authority of heaven and earth, their clans control the best resources, companions, laws, and land in the world, and there are always some outstanding individuals in the clan who can be given special attention and training.
Thus, their wealth was inherited by the strong generation after generation, like a snowball rolling downhill; their status also rose as the outstanding members of the clan attained godhood.
In fact, Xi Zhu used clay figurines to wield divine power in order to counterbalance these powerful clans.
However, the results were minimal. These powerful clans had their own methods to corrupt the gods. They colluded with the fallen gods in secret, and some clans even went so far as to confront the gods directly, competing in strength with those they disliked.
To be precise, Canglan Jun could be considered one of the powerful clans, but he was a born god who was neither greedy nor interested in power. He had no intention of developing his family and treated everyone equally.
But other rulers are not like that.
There was originally a god in Liangzhou, called Lengtan Shenjun, an ancient earth god. He was there when Liangzhou prospered, and he still existed when Liangzhou fell.
However, after the spiritual flow collapsed and the source was blocked, He also began to disintegrate. He did not want to perish, so He held on to his last breath and went to visit Lord Xi of Guangyang Palace, but Lord Xi refused Lord Lengtan's request.
After leaving Guangyang Palace, Lord Lengtan, using his divine authority as a pretext, rallied his followers to arrest cultivators on a large scale and hold blood sacrifices in his own temple.
No living being knows why He would have such a thought, nor does any living being foresee that He would raise the butcher's knife and plunge it into the people beneath the throne of His own god.
Although Leng Tanjun survived by absorbing blood, the consequences of such blood sacrifice were extremely dire. The cultivators of Liangzhou lived in fear and soon began to rebel.
For a time, Liangzhou was in chaos, with countless deaths and injuries, and blood magic became rampant.
Finally, it was Emperor Rong, the god of the War God Temple, who personally donned his armor and went into battle, cutting up the Cold Pool God and sending him to Guangyang Palace.
With the death of Lord Lengtan, Liangzhou became a no-man's-land, even more chaotic than before. Its underlying spiritual veins had long since shattered beyond recognition, unable to nurture any new gods.
When Leng Tanjun was alive, he only thought about how to keep himself alive and never looked for a successor.
Thus, Liangzhou became the place where powerful clans made their fortunes. They accumulated substantial capital in Liangzhou and then moved south to compete for territory in Xizhou and Hezhou.
The gods did try to govern, and they sent their capable servants to Liangzhou to manage the region.
However, by then Liangzhou had already been divided up. The servants of Guangyang Palace and the Temple of War were killed after arriving in Liangzhou. The one from Jinding Palace plotted a rebellion. He arrived in Liangzhou and immediately moved all his clansmen there, then raised his banner and became a powerful clan.
When Lady Jin Ding received the news, she was furious, and so the suppression of the rebellion in Liangzhou began.
After listening to Shan Wu recount the past of Liangzhou, Ji Rong asked in confusion, "Uncle, these powerful clans dared to challenge the gods. As the supreme ruler, why didn't Lord Xi kill them all?"
Shan Wudao: "I don't know, but it is said that although they are born powerful and hold authority, they all have their own difficulties."
They were all quite old. In their time, the gods fought fiercely, and many gods perished.
It is said that the phoenix, the true dragon, and the witch tribe gradually declined during that period.
Many of the powerful clans that remain today grew up during this period under the patronage of the gods. I know of the Jin clan, the Xuanyuan clan, the Shenlong clan, the Di clan, the Nan clan… If all these powerful clans were killed, who would offer sacrifices to the gods?
As Ji Rong listened to Shan Wu's words, it was as if her eyes and ears were blinded by clouds and rain; she could neither see clearly nor hear carefully.
She longed to shake the mountain and water deity on her back awake and have him explain to her in detail the benefits involved.
But soon, Ji Rong realized that there were only so many resources in the world, but the number of races that had sprung up was increasing, and the desires that came with them were naturally endless.
Perhaps in the past, these powerful clans had a close relationship with the Heavenly Palace, but as time went on, who would be willing to sit at the bottom forever, craning their necks and being slaughtered by those above?
"None of them are any good." Ji Rong tilted her head and thought, "The root of this conflict lies in divine power. Divine power is too tempting. If only there were no power at all!"
God has a mind, can think, and therefore has desires. Now that they hold the power over heaven and earth, they have blocked the source of spiritual energy.
"If things continue like this, we cultivators will forever remain weak, destined to be laborers and snacks. This is so unfair!"
Thinking of this, Ji Rong became unhappy. She looked at Shan Wu, who was eating, and sighed, "Uncle, the cultivators listening to music in the Paradise Pavilion all said that the Western Expeditionary Army and the Northern Expeditionary Army were exhausted by the powerful clans of Liangzhou. Do you think that bear that Jue Jun mentioned is still alive?"
Shan Wu swallowed the food in his mouth clean with the fine wine and said, "Once your cultivation reaches a certain level, as long as you're not stupid, you won't die so easily."
When I chopped down that broken stone demon king, he escaped three times, but in the end he made a foolish mistake, unwilling to part with the treasure I deliberately scattered on the ground, and I finally caught and killed him.
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong raised his wings and claws at the opportune moment and exclaimed, "Uncle is truly wise and brave!" This praise made Shan Wu jump around on the spot.
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