Chapter 311: The Holy Treasure of Ritual!

A ghost god transformed by the soul of a centipede demon, the Centipede Heavenly Demon Guardian Marshal is in the fifth level of the middle stage of the Illusionary Realm!
In terms of realm alone, he is the best among all the ghosts and gods under Jia Cong’s command.

“No gifts!”

“There is also Fairy Jinghuan in Taixu Fantasy Realm. How much do you know about her?”

“Why was it that even the mighty power of the gods could not explore the scene in the Great Illusionary Realm just now?”

Jia Cong motioned Baizu to stand up and asked.

“Reply to God…”

“The Great Illusion…”

Baizu frowned slightly, a thoughtful look on his face.

“It’s so ethereal and filled with fairy spirit. Every time I step into it, I can’t help but feel happy.”

“There is just one thing. Every time I want to enter the illusory world, I have to burn incense and pray first. Only then can I be pulled into the world when I fall asleep.”

“I don’t know whether the place is real or not, and where it is located.”

“When the false is made true, the true becomes false; when the non-existent is made present, the existing becomes non-existent.”

Hearing this, Jia Cong remembered something and spoke.

As soon as the words fell, Baizu immediately showed a look of surprise.

“The Lord of God even knows this?”

“This is exactly the couplet posted in front of the gate of Taixu Fantasy Land.”

“I have never seen the true appearance of Fairy Jinghuan.”

“After a small Taoist priest broke through the realm of a great demon, he was dissatisfied with the slow cultivation speed of the demons and happened to discover an evil blood sacrifice method by accident.”

“I don’t know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. I left the poisonous swamp and the blood sacrifice was only halfway through when I was surrounded and suppressed by several Xuanmen refiners from that year.”

“I finally managed to escape the encirclement and was pulled into the illusory world for the first time during my recovery period.”

“There is a stone statue in the center of the Grand Illusionary Realm. Every time, he would talk to Jing Huan in front of the stone statue.”

“I suspect that the Great Illusionary Realm may not exist.”

“It was Jing Huan who used his great magical power to confuse my mind, which made me think I had mistakenly entered the fairyland.”

“Including when I used desperate means to cut off the retreat when I was overestimating my own capabilities and confronting the Divine Lord, it was also an impulse that suddenly arose in my heart.”

After hearing Baizu’s words, Jia Cong shook his head and said nothing.

Now that the relationship with the Gexian Sect and other forces is gradually deepening, Jia Cong is already familiar with many secrets.

Both the Taoism and Buddhism have the method of Mount Sumeru and mustard seed.

Mount Sumeru contains a mustard seed, and a mustard seed contains Mount Sumeru!
In a tiny space, there is only a reed in the vast universe!
As small as various precious storage magic weapons.

It is so huge that it is a vast secret realm opened up by supreme magic power!

The sect of the Gexian School is hidden in a secret realm opened up by a patriarch with terrifying power in the past.

From the outside, it may just be an inconspicuous flower, grass, stone or tree.

The space inside is extremely vast.

But even this kind of secret realm is, after all, within the heaven and earth.

There is no way to escape the reflection of the power of Shinto!

Not to mention the psychedelic powers performed by practitioners.

……

“What is Fairy Jinghuan planning by placing so many chess pieces in the Jia family?”

“It can’t be just for Jia Baoyu, the so-called Fairy of the Divine Water, right?”

After thinking for a moment, Jia Cong asked the last question.

“Your Majesty, you don’t know!”

“That attendant, Shen Ying, is the reincarnation of a stone spirit. His true self is the spiritual jade that was born with him.”

“I was accepted as a disciple by Jing Huan for 1,500 years. Most of the time, I was busy planning this plot.”

“Jing Huan once told Xiao Dao that this battle had been planned for countless years. Eight pieces of spiritual jade nurtured by the heaven and earth had been born and experienced disasters before. After their merits were fulfilled, they were taken back by Jing Huan.”

“The Divine Ying attendant is actually the ninth piece!”

“It is all about returning to the beginning, refining a treasure to fight for the opportunity of the great world.”

“It’s just that this time the matter is urgent, so we arranged for the Jia family to gather all the golden hairpins and geniuses to gather together.”

“Including the Crimson Pearl Dark Grass, these are all nutrients that Jinghuan arranged for the Attendant Shenying.”

“As long as I absorb the power of the dark grass and break through the fourth realm, this spiritual jade will be complete in merit and return to the illusory world of Taixu.”

……

“Reincarnation?”

“There is no reincarnation in this world. How did Fairy Jinghuan allow people to erase their past lives and reincarnate as humans?”

After hearing this, another doubt arose in Jia Cong’s mind.

In fact, after the Xuanmen cultivators have cultivated the Yin Spirit from the fourth realm, when they die, as long as the Yin Spirit can escape.

There is hope of finding a descendant of the same bloodline or a body that is compatible with it and taking over the body with the Yin Spirit.

But in essence it is still the soul of that person.

Instead of being like Jia Baoyu, who simply erased his past and reincarnated.

“I beg you to forgive me, Lord God. I was just an errand boy in front of Jing Huan before.”

“Things like this…”

Baizu lowered his head, a guilty look on his face.

“Forget it, it’s not your fault!”

Jia Cong nodded.

The information provided by Baizu was enough for Jia Cong to analyze many clues.

First of all, Fairy Jinghuan was not at the peak of the fifth realm as Jia Cong had previously estimated.

But it is at least the existence of the sixth realm.

For Jia Cong, it is a bad thing, but it may also be a good thing!
The bad thing is that Fairy Jinghuan wants to use the sisters, whom Jia Cong cherishes as treasures, as a means to make them the nutrients for the spiritual jade.

This contradiction cannot be resolved in any way.

The enemy’s strength was even stronger than Jia Cong had expected.

But this is also a good thing.

If Jia Cong’s analysis was correct, this world now only allows beings in the late fifth realm to take action.

Wait until the great struggle truly comes, allowing those at a higher level to take action.

Who knew that Shinto had developed to such a terrifying extent.

In addition, Jia Baoyu’s importance to the Land of Illusion also exceeded Jia Cong’s expectations.

As long as Jia Baoyu is firmly in hand, he can gain the upper hand.

As of now, he has an additional ghost god in the middle stage of the fifth realm under his command.

It will undoubtedly make Jia Cong’s layout more meticulous and allow Shinto to develop more rapidly in the future!

“Your Majesty, I know one more thing.”

“I know that the Lord God once fought against the White Lotus Sect and killed three elders of the White Lotus Sect.”

“I happen to know some details about the White Lotus Sect.”

Just then, Baizu spoke again, which aroused Jia Cong’s interest.

“Tell me.”

“Yes, the current leader of the White Lotus Sect is called Jiyuan, and he is the disciple of the bald monk who traveled with me before.”

“At that time, the bald monk was out on business and accidentally discovered that the White Lotus Sect Leader, who was still an orphan at the time, had the qualifications to practice top-notch Xuanmen cultivation!”

“Thinking that it would be good to train a helper, I accepted him as a disciple and taught him the skills.”

“But I didn’t expect that Ji Yuan’s talent far surpassed ours and he has already reached the fifth level in just three hundred years.”

“Later, while the bald monk was practicing, he suddenly attacked him, almost killing him.”

“When he reappeared, Ji Yuan had transformed into the White Lotus Sect Leader, and his strength had reached the peak of the fifth realm. He was even more terrifying than the great monk who taught him the skills.”

“I heard from the monk that Ji Yuan is hiding in Japan now.”

“Since hundreds of years ago, Japan has been the base camp of the White Lotus Sect.”

“I see!”

Jia Cong didn’t expect to have an unexpected gain.

Jia Cong had long guessed that the White Lotus Sect’s headquarters was hiding in Japan.

What really matters is the origin and strength of the White Lotus Sect Leader!
You must know that known enemies are far less terrifying than unknown ones!
……

“Please step aside and protect me!”

After sorting out his thoughts, Jia Cong said to the centipede in front of him.

Today is not just about conferring the title on ghosts and gods. Sit cross-legged and wait for time to pass.

Another day and night passed, and Jia Cong’s supernatural power was restored to full strength.

His eyes opened, and a ray of light flashed between his pupils.

Jia Cong stretched out his right hand.

There were a few more bamboo tubes in my hands.

It is the last missing part of the Semi-Saint Wenbao!

……

As early as the destruction of Beikong, the missing part of the Zhougong Bamboo Slips had already fallen into Jia Cong’s hands.

The broken Zhougong bamboo slips are the core of the Confucian and Taoist Five Virtues Formation in Jia Cong’s mansion.

Today, the Confucian and Taoist Five Virtues Formation is comparable to the power of the fourth realm and can no longer keep up with Jia Cong’s pace.

The reason why we have waited until now to repair this treasure is because of this.

The purpose was to deliberately expose the loopholes in the mansion so that Jia Baoyu could be used to lure the snake out of its hole.

Now that the goal has been achieved, it is time to repair this cultural relic and upgrade the formation.

“The sage of rites, Duke Zhou…”

Although he was at the level of a semi-saint, he was revered as the Saint of Rites by countless scholars in later generations.

He is indeed one of the most saintly people among the Confucian and Taoist sages, second only to the great sage Confucius.

Jia Cong had a vague feeling that this Zhougong Bamboo Slips was definitely not an ordinary semi-saintly treasure.

At this time, the broken bamboo strips in his hand had already reacted with the broken Zhou Gong Bamboo Slips above the Jing’an Marquis Mansion.

Jia Cong stretched out his hand and poured the divine power into the bamboo strips.

Several bamboo pieces in his hand slowly rose up.

In the night sky, the Five Virtues Array of Confucianism and Taoism shone brightly, illuminating the entire city of Shenjing as if it were daytime.

……

“It’s the formation above Jing’an Marquis’s Mansion!”

“Could it be that Marquis Jing’an is going to make another big move?”

“On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Dharma body of Marquis Jing’an killed a fifth-level demon king in front of 300,000 students outside the city.”

“How many days have passed now?”

“I just don’t know which family will be in trouble this time!”

Such a big commotion must have awakened countless powerful families in Shenjing City.

Jia Cong asked himself that he usually behaved in a low-key manner, and during this period of time in the capital, he had read a lot of books to improve himself.

It is to practice and have fun with the sisters at home.

But this is not the case in the eyes of other dignitaries in Shenjing.

It started from the earliest time when the sword energy overwhelmed the entire Shenjing.

Every time Jia Cong appeared and every time he took action, there would be a bloody storm.

At the very least, the family’s property will be confiscated and the whole family will be killed!
In serious cases, one side will be attacked and blood will flow like a river!
A few days ago, in 130 prefectures of Daqian, 130 large families were massacred overnight!
Like a vicious sword, it stops only when it sees blood.

As a result, seeing Jia Cong taking action late at night, many powerful people in Shenjing City had no mood to sleep well.

He was afraid that the Blood-Clothed Guards would come to his door the next moment.

……

In the marquis’s mansion, Jia Cong had no idea that his act of restoring the Zhougong Bamboo Slips would cause fear among many powerful people in the capital.

This treasure is related to the foundation of the Five Virtues Formation of Confucianism and Taoism.

It was impossible to hide it from other people’s attention, even if Jia Cong repaired it in a low-key manner.

As long as it is put back into the center of the formation, it will still be discovered at the first moment.

So there was no need to cover it up.

The vast divine power poured into the literary treasure, evolving into mysterious power!
The two parts of the cultural relic fragments, which originally came from the same origin, began to slowly move closer, as if being threaded by an invisible needle and thread.

The bamboo slips returned to their original positions.

“If you don’t learn etiquette, you can’t stand up.”

“There is no Yi wine; in Yueshu country: drink only for sacrifice, and the virtuous will not be drunk.”

“A gentleman should keep his heart in benevolence and in propriety. A benevolent person loves others, a polite person respects others. Those who love others will always be loved by others, and those who respect others will always be respected by others.”

“Speak nothing indecently, listen nothing indecently, and look nothing indecently.”

“Courtesy is about reciprocity. If you don’t reciprocate, it’s not polite; if you come but don’t reciprocate, it’s also not polite.”

A majestic literary aura emerged, and above the sky, it seemed as if a saint was chanting classics.

His profound words resounded throughout the capital.

At first, what was discussed were the words of Zhou Gong and the rituals of the Sage of Rites.

After going through several cycles, it actually innovated and evolved a new “ritual study” on its own!
“This is?”

Jia Cong frowned slightly and a guess came to his mind.

There was no word for the time being, but he continued to repair the Zhougong Bamboo Slips with his divine power.

It was not until the Chou hour, when Jia Cong’s divine power had been consumed by nearly half.

“Buzz!” A wave of sound.

Zhou Gongjian trembled slightly.

A majestic literary spirit surges out.

One level after another, each one stronger than the last.

Like a wave sweeping across all directions.

The chanting in the void is even more powerful.

“It’s done!”

“really……”

“What a pity. How hopeless would it be to have no way forward?”

Jia Cong stopped infusing his divine power and looked at the sacred treasure in the sky.

The light is bright and the literary spirit is surging.

This aura alone was far superior to any semi-saint treasure that Jia Cong had seen before.

Come to think of it!

It would be fine if it was the realm of a great scholar or a great scholar.

He practiced Confucianism and Taoism to the fifth level of semi-saint.

There is a huge gap between each small realm.

There are also different levels among the semi-saints.

Not to mention Wenbao.

How can the semi-saint cultural treasures produced by the early stage of semi-sainthood compare to the semi-saint cultural treasures produced by the late stage of semi-sainthood or even the peak of semi-sainthood?

This cultural treasure was created by Zhou Gongdan when he was at the peak of his semi-saint status.

It’s a pity that the Confucian and Taoist rules had not yet been born at that time.

The sage of ritual, Duke Zhou, had never explored the path of Confucianism and Taoism above the fifth realm.

The way forward was blocked, so he had no choice but to stop at the realm of semi-saint!
The power of Zhou Gong Jian is among the best among the semi-saint treasures.

It also embodies the etiquette of the Saint of Etiquette!

Although people die, the Tao remains!
My desire for the Tao has not diminished in the slightest!

Thanks to the current Confucian and Taoist rules, it has become a carrier of the world’s scholars’ reverence for the Saint of Rites.

Wenbao underwent mysterious changes.

It is like a living being, able to deduce and perfect the etiquette contained in the cultural treasures.

It was only a matter of time before he finally broke through to the sixth realm and became a true master of rituals.

This is what makes this cultural treasure truly precious.

However, Jia Cong’s goal this time is far more than that simple.

He obtained part of the Gexian Sect’s formation inheritance from the Gexian Sect, and obtained the entire formation inheritance of Wuyi Mountain from Wuyi Mountain.

Especially the latter, Wuyi Mountain was once a top-notch Xuanmen force whose reputation and strength were not inferior to the Gexian Sect.

However, the subsequent changes of dynasties all bet on the wrong horses, resulting in heavy losses for the younger generation and a lack of successors.

There were no new fifth-level cultivators in the sect, and the sect began to decline.

But when it comes to inheritance, it is also unique.

(End of this chapter)