Chapter 310: New Ghosts and Gods: The Guardian Marshal of the Centipede Heavenly Demon!

Although the Marquis of Jing’an’s Mansion usually looks quiet from the outside, it is considered the most low-key mansion in Shenjing City.

On weekdays, only servants who needed to go out for shopping or errands went in and out through the small door.

In fact, he is loose on the outside but tight on the inside. Jia Cong attaches so much importance to his sisters in the whole Shenjing city.

If we don’t count the spirit of the Daqian state that usually sleeps in the Taimiao.

Even the guards in the imperial palace were not as strict as those at Jia Cong’s mansion.

On the surface, the eight hundred Blood-Clothed Guards are all warriors in the acquired realm!
In secret, a large number of ghost soldiers are scattered in every corner on duty, and there are also fourth-level ghosts and gods on duty.

Even ordinary passers-by passing outside the Marquis’s mansion were under the watchful eyes of ghosts and gods.

Not to mention the palace.

How could he not know that Jia Baoyu was lured out of the house?

……

Taixu Illusionary Land, Fairy Jinghuan!
There is also the Great Illusion Master who is famous in Shenjing City for his magical powers of illusion.

The name alone is intriguing enough.

“There are fifty-three people in Qingxu Temple, including the little Taoist boy, and thirteen wandering Taoists who have signed up here, none of them have anything to do with this matter.”

“The trail has been dispersed in advance, and they have been allowed to go their separate ways and return to where they came from.”

“I hope that the Marquis will show mercy and not harm the innocent!”

Taoist Zhang bowed and saluted.

“I am quite surprised. According to the old man in the mansion, you, a Taoist priest, were also born in a poor family and fled to Beijing to escape famine.”

“You were saved by the first Duke of Rong and became a monk for the first Duke of Rong. In the name of warding off disaster, in reality, you were never treated harshly.”

“Even my second sister and her friends who come to Qingxu Temple have to call you grandpa.”

“Why are you repaying kindness with enmity today and plotting against the Jia family?”

Jia Cong looked calmly at Taoist Zhang in front of him.

“How dare I not remember the great kindness of the Jia family, but there are countless causes and effects…”

Taoist Zhang sighed and just finished speaking.

It was as if an invisible hand was grabbing my neck.

After all, he was a cultivator of the third realm of spiritual cultivation, but at this moment he was as powerless as a child.

Upon seeing this, Baochai immediately released a burst of magical power.

However, when the golden divine power fell on Taoist Zhang, it was blocked by a red light and had no effect at all!

“want……”

“You have to pay it back…”

Taoist Zhang’s breathing was stuck, his face turned red and his eyes bulged.

But she stared at Jia Cong intently, and every word she said seemed to be in great pain. After struggling to say this sentence.

There was a loud noise of “Boom!”

Smoke and dust are everywhere!

Taoist Zhang’s entire body exploded, and half of the Qingxu Temple was affected by the explosion and turned into ruins.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a faint golden barrier emerged.

It was Baochai who took action.

Jia Cong stood in place, using his divine power to trap a barely perceptible red light in his hand.

Prevent it from escaping from your palm.

“Cong’er, this?”

He waved his hand and used his divine power to smooth out the surrounding smoke and dust, as well as the broken walls and ruins near a few people.

Baochai turned her head and looked at the red light on Jia Cong’s hand.

“Is this the other party’s method of controlling Taoist Zhang?”

“It looks similar to the red pill swallowed by the lame Taoist today.”

……

“Heaven and Earth are warning you…”

“Jia Baoyu fled…”

“You have to pay it back… You have to pay it back…”

Jia Cong frowned slightly, and Baochai sensed it correctly.

Although this red light is weak, it is of extremely high status and is entangled with the laws of cause and effect.

It is definitely not something that a being in the fifth realm can create.

Except for the innate gods.

One must be at least at the sixth level to be qualified to come into contact with the power of rules.

Especially that day when Wang Xifeng told her about Sun Shaozu’s frivolous proposal of marriage.

In the past, when Jia Cong went to the south of the Yangtze River and headed for the Bailu Academy headquarters, there was no such warning sign!

Why was there no such warning sign when we were facing several fifth-level beings during the southern expedition?

It happened to appear just before Jia Baoyu came to prominence…

And there are the words Taoist Zhang said before he died!
I went over everything that happened during this period in my mind one by one, and a vague clue gradually emerged in my mind.

Unfortunately, there are serious omissions…

Jia Cong clenched his hands and used his divine power to erase the barely perceptible red light.

This red light, which came from the fifth realm and contained the power of rules, also gave Jia Cong a significant hint.

Just like the spirit of Daqian’s country, it is also in the late fifth realm.

But three rays of sword light crushed the crazy monk!

This is enough to show that his strength is definitely more than just the late fifth realm…

This is enough to show that beings in the late fifth realm are currently unable to take action in this world.

This is undoubtedly good news for Jia Cong.

“He is a rare loyal person.”

With a sigh, Jia Cong looked towards the Qingxu Temple.

Half of it had been bombed into ruins, and the other half was also in a mess and dilapidated state.

Among them, Taoist Zhang’s soul had been destroyed by the red light, and only a small amount of broken flesh and blood remained on his body.

“Sister Bao, order the Daxing County City God’s Office to rebuild this Taoist temple, and try to repair the body of this Taoist priest and bury it here.”

“We can also find a few young members of the Jia family from the back street to come and take care of his funeral affairs.”

“Tell others that something went wrong with the practice.”

“Brother Cong, are you saying that this person did not betray the mansion?”

At this time, Baochai and Miaoyu already understood most of the situation, but Daiyu’s strategy was a little immature due to her lack of experience.

“I am just a person who cannot help myself.”

“This Taoist has been trying his best to leave clues for us.”

Just then, Baochai began to report.

“There are fifty-three people in Qingxu Temple, and thirteen wandering Taoists who have signed up here, a total of sixty-six people…”

“They were the targets of our secret surveillance before. When Taoist Zhang dismissed them, the ghosts and gods of Daxing County were already following these people.”

“I’m afraid there are only sixty-five left now.”

Jia Cong shook his head.

“Forget it. Maybe the other party will leave some omissions.”

“Sister Bao, tell the Black and White Impermanence to investigate the missing person and escort all of his relatives and friends to Beijing.”

“Okay, where are we going now?”

Baochai nodded.

“Come with me.”

……

Xuanzhen Temple

It is not well-known among the dozens of Taoist temples, large and small, outside the city of Shenjing.

However, it is built quite luxuriously and the scenery is pleasant.

The grand and solemn main hall enshrines the Three Pure Ones, and the temple is equipped with meditation rooms, alchemy rooms, libraries, etc.

There are more than twenty rooms at the back for people to rest.

In the past, Jia Jing was also a Jinshi graduate from the Yimao year, with the strength of the second level of Confucianism and Taoism. He was recognized as the most promising Confucian scholar among the younger generation of dignitaries in the capital.

He served under the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace together with Jia She.

One is a scholar and the other is a military officer. If nothing goes wrong, they will be enough to continue the Jia family’s wealth and prosperity for another hundred years.

However, when the prince rebelled at the end of the Kaiyuan period, the Jia family chose to stand on the side of Emperor Kaiyuan.

This will tarnish Jia Jingwen’s courage and cut off his path to Confucianism.

He went to Xuanzhen Temple to become a monk, firstly because he was disheartened, and secondly, he also had the idea of ​​turning to Taoism.

“Oh no! Master Jing has passed away!”

“Alchemy room, go to the alchemy room!”

……

When Jia Cong brought Baochai and the other two over, they heard chaos inside Xuanzhen Temple.

A little Taoist boy who had been serving Jia Jing for many years shouted in panic, “Greetings to the God…”

“I am incompetent, please punish me, Lord!”

Si Zheng, who was assigned to the Xuanzhen Temple to secretly monitor Jia Jing at the Speedy Inspection Division under the City God’s Mansion of Daxing County, was watching this scene in the dark with a grim look on his face along with several of his ghost officials.

Seeing Jia Cong coming, he hurried forward and apologized with a guilty look on his face.

“Cong’er, we are a step late again.”

Baochai’s face also looked a little cold at this time.

The Daxing County City God’s Mansion is where Jia Cong made his fortune, and it is also the only bridgehead of Shinto in the capital area.

After being handed over to Baochai by Jia Cong.

Baochai took drastic measures within the range of royal tolerance.

The original four departments of Daxing County City God’s Office were increased to twenty-four departments just to expand manpower.

I didn’t expect such a big mistake to happen today.

“It’s okay, Sister Bao, I don’t blame you!”

Upon seeing this, Jia Cong gently held Baochai’s hand and raised his hand to signal the ghosts and gods of Daxing County to retreat first.

“It’s normal to be caught off guard when you are unintentional.”

“Left and right is just an insignificant clue.”

“In the end, victory or defeat will still be determined by a head-on fight!”

“Let the Daxing County ghosts and gods detain everyone in Xuanzhen Temple and conduct a thorough investigation.”

Jia Cong took another look at the chaotic Xuanzhen Temple.

At this time, someone had already gone to Ningguo Mansion in Shenjing City to report the death.

“And this time, I’m afraid the fourth girl will be in a bad mood for a few days.”

“I will send a message to the city gods of the various prefectures in the south to collect some rare South Sea treasures and send them to the capital.”

Baochai was careful and spoke up to remind her.

Xichun is the daughter of Jia Jing, and has been raised in Rongguo Mansion since childhood.

But hearing the news of his biological father’s death will inevitably affect him.

“Well, have someone tell the old lady that the fourth sister has reached a critical juncture in her cultivation and is in seclusion with me.”

“So that I don’t have to mourn for Jia Jing and show my filial piety.”

“If you don’t raise your child, you are unworthy of being a father!”

Jia Cong had no good feelings towards Jia Jing.

Before her innate wisdom awakened, Xichun’s life was not much better than that of Jia Cong, the illegitimate son.

He was originally living under someone else’s roof and was still young.

Apart from Yingchun who could look after her from time to time, there was no one to complain to if the servants in the room treated her harshly.

In the original novel, he wanted to become a monk at a young age.

It was not until Jia Cong rose to power that Xichun’s life became better. She smiled more often and developed the innocence that was natural for her age.

“okay, I get it.”

“Then how should Jia Baoyu deal with it?”

Baochai nodded and thought of another thing.

“Jia Baoyu…”

Jia Cong pondered for a moment.

“Send him back to the small academy in the mansion, and everything will continue as usual.”

“If that crazy monk fails this time, there will definitely be a next time.”

“If used well, it will be one of our trump cards.”

“Let’s go back to the mansion first. Sister Bao will have to trouble you to run a few more times later. Sister Miaoyu and Sister Lin will protect me in the mansion!”

……

Nightfall
Jing’an Hou Mansion
The Confucian and Taoist formation slowly moved, drawing down the power of the brilliant starlight.

The marquis’s mansion was illuminated by a bright glow, like a fairyland.

Miaoyu and Daiyu stood in the air, gathered their divine powers and jointly created a barrier.

It encompasses the study room of the marquis’s mansion and the entire courtyard.

Inside the study, the divine light of the Shinto seal bloomed.

Rays of divine light suppressed the phantom of a centipede with a hundred legs, which was the evil spirit left behind by the lame Taoist priest during the day.

Streams of divine power flowed into it.

The demon soul screamed silently and struggled in pain.

But he was unable to break free from the restraints left by Wenhou’s Dharma body.

This went on all night, until Jia Cong had exhausted most of his abilities.

“Buzz!”

An invisible wave flashed by, after the demon soul absorbed enough divine power.

It started to change constantly.

A moment later, a brilliant voice unfolded in Jia Cong’s mind.

[Life and death, disaster and fortune, cause and effect will have their own retribution. I order the centipede demon to protect the law under the seat of the Eastern Yuanling Puhua Lingguan! 】

At the same time, a picture scroll slowly unfolded in Jia Cong’s mind!

The Yunnan swamp stretches for thousands of miles.

The air was filled with miasma and poisonous insects were everywhere. People were killing each other and the strong were the prey of the weak.

A strange centipede was born, and after swallowing a poisonous red fruit, it gradually gained intelligence.

After more than three hundred years of fighting and devouring, the alien centipede dominated the swamp and broke through the realm of the great demon.

No longer satisfied with the slow pace of cultivation of the monsters, he is about to go out and look for opportunities.

……

The scroll only depicted less than one-tenth of the scenes in the lame Taoist’s life, and then began to become blurry.

It has become discontinuous fragments, with a lot of missing parts, making it difficult to form a complete context.

In addition to the crazy monk’s figure appearing several times in different scenes.

Until the picture in his mind disappeared, Jia Cong was unable to find more useful clues from the missing scenes.

“Missing…”

He opened his mouth and pondered.

This scroll is part of the authority that the innate gods use to confer upon the acquired gods.

Search the heaven and earth thoroughly to reflect the life of the ghosts and gods that were appointed.

It just echoes the words that ring in my mind: “Life and death, disaster and blessing, karma will be rewarded!”

This is different from the fact that he was conferred the title of City God or Ghost God in various places by Jia Cong after his death because he had accumulated enough merits during his lifetime.

The ghosts and gods under Jia Cong’s command can be divided into two categories according to the words of heaven and earth.

Do good deeds and your merits will be rewarded!
Life and death, fortune and disaster, cause and effect will have their consequences!
One is the ghost and god who is conferred by merit, and the other is the ghost and god who is conferred by cause and effect karma.

You can see the difference without going into details.

Many city gods and local deities are granted titles based on their merits. After receiving their divine posts, they cannot easily leave the Shinto jurisdiction.

However, he can also lead a certain area of ​​Shinto, and within the scope of his priesthood, his status is more free and easy.

2. It is sealed by the karma of cause and effect!

The most iconic ones are the ghost soldiers under his command.

Although they are both ghosts and gods, they can only obey Jia Cong’s orders.

Just like a “Shinto artifact”, no matter how strong you are, you have no freedom at all.

It is even more miserable than Jia Cong’s 996 in his previous life.

As long as they are not killed or destroyed, they will be driven by the gods forever.

This alone is far inferior to the ghosts and gods who are ennobled by their merits.

……

This was the first time that the scroll that emerged in Jia Cong’s mind when he was conferring titles on ghosts and gods appeared in his mind and there was a scene that could not be reflected in the picture.

Even the leader of the White Lotus Sect had only noticed this.

It is far from being a direct loss like this.

It’s like I’m not in this world…

“Little Dao Baizu, I pay my respects to the Lord God!”

At this moment, the Great Marshal of the Centipede Heavenly Demon Guardian, who had just been conferred the title, respectfully saluted Jia Cong.

He is thin and has a gloomy look.

He was wearing a light blue Taoist robe whose material could not be seen.

The patterns embroidered on the Taoist robe were not the Yin-Yang and Eight Trigrams patterns commonly seen among Taoist monks.

Instead, it is a gathering of poisonous insects, snakes and ants, totaling hundreds of species.

An extremely contradictory feeling was formed on this small Taoist robe.

……

(End of this chapter)