Chapter 1141 — The White Earth God of Ji Province
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"Slay a few ancient gods?
" Yu Chudu was startled. Only after Shen Mu had walked some distance away did he come back to himself, and he hurried after him, lowering his voice: "Martial Uncle, who exactly are you?
" The Dragon Qilin laughed. "Why, the Celestial Worthy Mu, of course. Did you not hear that Jing Baichuan say it just now?
Our Cult Leader is the Celestial Worthy Mu, the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping, and the leader of the Heavenly Saint Cult.
Have you heard of the Heavenly Saint Cult? " Yu Chudu shook his head blankly. "I was born in the Nine Provinces, and I have never left them in all my life. . .
" The Dragon Qilin, rousing himself, coaxed him along step by step: "The Heavenly Saint Cult is the sect your own master, the great Cult Leader Emperor Yunluo Wei Suifeng, founded in his early years. It has three hundred and sixty-one halls, and it upholds the Way of the Sages in the daily use of the common folk.
How does one become a Sage?
One must achieve the Three Establishments: establishing a teaching, establishing words, establishing merit. With the three established, one becomes a Sage.
Now, at a time when we are putting people to use, Brother Yu, you are a disciple of Emperor Yunluo, and the Heavenly Saint Cult was founded by Emperor Yunluo, so you. . .
" And so Yu Chudu, a great expert of the Jade Capital realm, under the Dragon Qilin's bewitchment, muddled his way into the Heavenly Saint Cult and agreed to serve as a Protector Elder.
The ancient gods of the Nine Provinces were not Star Lords. They had no ancestral stars, only ancestral lands.
These nine ancient gods had been born of the sacrifices of the Creators who dwelt here in the most ancient age. Their ancestral lands lay at the heart of the Nine Provinces, and each ancient god had the place of its own birth.
Around the ancestral land of the White Earth Ancient God of Ji Province, lightning flashed and thunder rolled; thunderclouds shrouded the whole range of mountains, layer upon layer, so deep that none could tell how deep. Drawing near, one heard thunder enough to split the ears, and no living thing stirred anywhere around.
Any creature that came near was struck dead by the thunderbolts. Shen Mu looked from afar.
Within the thunderclouds were mountains, their peaks scorched white by the lightning, and upon those peaks stood golden-armored divinities, one after another, majestic and imposing. These divinities must be gods who followed the White Earth Ancient God, ceaselessly clashing great cymbals to make the sound of thunder, blasting the souls of any who dared intrude.
To preserve their air of mystery and sanctity, the ancient gods of the Nine Provinces had wrapped their ancestral lands in thunderclouds; even a god who had only just succeeded in cultivation would find it hard to pass through the thunderclouds and enter. Hence, after a man of divine powers in the Nine Provinces cultivated to godhood, he still had to pass the trial of the lightning tribulation before he was qualified to enter the nine great ancestral lands, pay homage to the ancient gods of the Nine Provinces, and become a divine general under their command. To the living beings of the Nine Provinces, the ancient gods were unfathomable and mysterious, dragons showing a head but never a tail, steeped in mystery; and so many were those who sacrificed to them.
Shen Mu led Yu Chudu, Yan'er, and the Dragon Qilin through the layers of thunder.
Yu Chudu was astonished to see that the golden-armored divinities guarding the thunder layers truly seemed not to see them at all; even passing right under their eyes, they looked straight through them. "Martial Uncle is truly remarkable! Such attainment in the divine consciousness is unheard of!
" he praised inwardly.
They went deep into the layered thunderclouds, and for the first time Yu Chudu saw the whole of the White Earth Ancient God's ancestral land.