Turns out I'm a Great Cultivator
Chapter 338: One Hundred Thousand Fireworks Back Here
The Holy Emperor was agitated. He directly explained, “Master Li, we didn't know you were back, that's why we didn't invite you.”
Li Nianfan smiled, “I came back not long ago, I happened to be on time. Don't feel bad, Holy Emperor. ”
The Holy Emperor did not care much afterwards, but his face was still flushed red. How much he wanted to slap his own face.
Even though he knew the expert wasn't home, he should have checked it out again the night before building the City God Temple. Who would know if the expert came home? He is so insincere! Sigh up!
“Greetings to Mr. Li.”
Zhou Yunwu and Meng Junliang bowed to Li Nianfan.
They are both very excited. Their bodies were upright as they bent ninety degrees at him.
One was the Ruler of Man, the other a reputable scholar. They sincerely respected Li Nianfan, it was not fake, it came from the heart.
Zhou Yunwu said excitedly, “Master Li, I want to thank you on behalf of all my people!”
Meng Junliang added, “Master Li, I would like to thank you on behalf of all the scholars.”
With the status of the two of them in ordinary realms, they naturally received the dreams sent by Underworld. And those dreams were personally sent by great people like Black and White Impermanence. They were told that the City God Temple was established by an expert.
Calling an expert, Mr. Li was the first person to appear in his mind. Therefore, they wondered and discovered that it was indeed Lord Li!
Soon, their admiration for Li Nianfan reached its peak. Most importantly, the establishment of the City God Temple was of great benefit to Zhou Yunwu and Meng Junliang.
One is to help people live in peace, the other is to give hope to scholars today.
If the scholars were able to manage the people, and were then loved and respected by them, the scholars could then be recognized by the Underworld after death and become the local City Gods. This is something to be anticipated!
After all, the City God Temple was a bridge between ordinary realms and the Underworld, a win-win solution!
Li Nianfan waved his hand, “Alright, don't thank me, I'm just giving you an idea.”
The Holy Emperor said, “Master Li, you came at the right time. You are the most eligible candidate to write for this Fallen City. ”
They were discussing who should be the one to write. This was a huge matter, not just ordinary people, these words should be used to communicate with the Underworld. This is a big deal!
The truth is that no matter who writes, they are not happy about it. It seemed like they were discussing, in fact they were arguing.
Meng Junliang handed over the brush to Li Nianfan, he said, “Master Li, this is the host. I'll prepare the ink for you!”
Li Nianfan did not deny. With his current status, he did indeed have the right to write. With that, he received the brush and stood beside it.
The board was made, the City God Temple only lacked inscriptions. However, the inscription was very important, it was the front of the City God Temple, it had to be meaningful not only to the ordinary but also the Underworld.
Words must be strong and meaningful.
Li Nianfan looked at the City God Temple behind him, and then at the crowd in front of him.
There were too many people around, line by line. However, they all fell silent at once, staring at Li Nianfan.
Li Nianfan met with sincere gazes from the people and took a deep breath. He looked at the distant sky.
He saw that the sky and the ground were joined by the white snow from afar. Further down, he wondered how the mirror-like state of Clear Moon Lake was.
He stood tall enough to see the lake and the mountain behind him. Since this was the City God Temple, it would be illuminated by lights even at night, taking on the responsibility of helping the townspeople.
He'll write about it!
The paper is prepared and placed on the table.
Li Nianfan gradually landed a brush on the table.
Because it's formal, he doesn't write quickly. The font is relaxed but very neat. However, there was a strange Insight coming from within, attracting someone's attention with it.
The crowd below did not see those words, but they saw Li Nianfan. They could feel that he was refreshing and elegant, each punch and movement made him seem even more carefree as if a layer of light surrounded him, extremely holy. The City God Temple had somehow turned into its background, one had to refuse to worship it.
On the stage, Meng Junliang and the others stared at the paper deathly. They could feel as if every word was alive and filled with intent.
Especially Meng Junliang. This was not the first time he had seen Li Nianfan write, he had decided to learn from Li Nianfan forever. However, every time he saw her writing, he would have a new consciousness, always feeling more stupid and guilty as he watched.
Will he achieve such a miracle? Even a single word of such a level was enough!
[Eight hundred miles of lakes and mountains make a view, a hundred thousand fireworks back here.]
Last word..finished!
“Vroom!”
Ordinary people only felt suffocated, while the cultivators felt their hair stand up, they were terrified.
They looked at the sky together while trembling with eyes wide open.
They saw that a bright golden light was falling from the sky. Unknown to its source, it drove at high speed, directly crashing into the City God Temple!
Instantly, the ordinary-looking City God Temple was covered in this layer of golden light, so eye-catching and so bright that it hurt the eyes to see it.
Got lucky!
Luck from Above!
Similar to when the Ruler of Man and the Scholar was appointed, similar to when Buddhism was founded. Wash Luck reappeared, this time .. The City God Temple was established!
Overwhelming luck flooded them, covering the entire Falling City with layers of golden light. Of course ordinary people did not see this strange sight, but all of the cultivators suffocated at the same time, they nearly fainted.
They had actually witnessed this one magnificent sight in a million years!
Meanwhile, in the Underworld.
Meng Po stood in the main hall, with Black and White Impermanence by his side. Many Onis are stuck with work, sending dreams to many people.
Meng Po holds the Death Note, he puts it on top of the platform and says, “Death Note has the power to determine life and death, it's like a guide. Now after returning to the Underworld, it will give us more comfort in the future.”
Black and White Impermanence said, “Unfortunately we still don't have enough Onis here, even when from time to time, we don't have enough Onis to ship.”
Meng Po sighed, he asked, “How did the dream send?”
“Popo, many places in the ordinary nature have already started to establish the City God Temple. However..this has never been done before.” White Impermanence stops, he said bitterly, “Now we do not seem to...have the right to lead them.”
In the past, the Underworld could lead temples, they could appoint their officials and duties, as well as administer temples. However, now that the Underworld had been destroyed, many responsibilities were restricted, even if they wanted to lead the City God Temple, they would not gain approval.
Therefore, it would make the City God Temple somewhat useless.
For example, the Underworld used to be an organization approved by Heaven. It has authority. But now they don't seem to do it. They now functioned like ordinary Sects in the ordinary realms. It has to do with the system and the lack of systems involved.
After all, once the City God Temple was established, they needed Onis to be guarded in the ordinary realm. However, if they did not get approval, the Oni could not guard the temple, as they could not stay for long in the ordinary realm.
Meanwhile, the entire Underworld was shaken violently!
The golden light smashed into the Underworld without any prior warning. This golden light was so thick and powerful, covering every corner of the Underworld. The covered surface looked like a lotus flower in bloom, with great changes being made in the Underworld.
The Death Note placed on the platform was illuminated by a golden light. The originally black surface gradually turned to gold. At his side, the brush slowly floated up, the tip of the brush changing from black to gold!
The golden light continued to shine, spreading from the main hall into another hall in the Underworld.
“Hwa-la!”
Other than the Styx, there was another sound of water coming from the Underworld. Streams sounded fast, as if splashing a waterfall, the sound of splashing water was heard by the crowd one after another.
This familiar voice made many Onis flinch, as if their souls were about to leave their bodies. They had expressions of surprise and delight, they became fixated.
White Impermanence stuttered and trembled, “Po..Popo, that..what is it...acheron voice?”
“This is Acheron, definitely Acheron's voice!” Meng Po was more excited than anyone. He shed tears, “I have heard Acheron's voice for years, it's not wrong. Acheron starts flowing again!”
He flew quickly, traveling towards the outskirts of the Underworld.
Here, Acheron's torrent flows. The originally dead Acheron was now gradually coming back to life, emitting a golden light like the sun. It flowed profusely as it grabbed the entire Acheron
Acheron is called the Ninth River. The house of the dead.
After death, the soul will be sent to Acheron and stay there for a while. The soul will then be referred to reincarnate. Since that disaster, Acheron dried up and thus souls had to be sent to the angry Styx.
Many Onis stood beside Acheron, they looked at Acheron with puzzled gazes. Suddenly, they felt as if this was a dream, as if.
Meanwhile, on Acheron's side, a row of dried flowers that only had their rhizomes left suddenly came back to life. They bloom one after another.
Higan Flower!
The Higan Flower was bright red like fire, as if it was stained with fresh blood. They bloomed batch by batch, as if rolling a carpet on the ground.
“Higan Flowers, Higan Flowers! Flowers without leaves, leaves grow without flowers. Flowers and leaves depend on each other, forever.” Meng Po muttered in a low voice, “Cantik, very beautiful!”
“Vroom!”
Above Acheron, the broken bridge from not far away started to let out a growl, as if a rainbow was hanging over, the broken stones began to rejoin bit by bit, as if time were running backwards!