Chapter 139 Investiture of the Gods

"Investiture of the Gods?"

Reverend Liansheng's eyes flickered, chewing these two words over and over in his mouth, as if he understood something, yet as if he understood nothing at all.

The Confucian Daoist and the White Lotus Daoist looked at each other, shocked and somewhat strangely.

Investiture of the Gods?

Investiture of the Gods, what gods would be conferred?

Netherworld ghosts and gods? City Gods? Or something else?

And what use would they be?

Huang Qing'er didn't think about these things, her eyes fixed on the Grass Reversion Pill in Reverend Liansheng's hand.

She was far from as young as she looked on the outside. In fact, she had been trapped in the Divine Power realm for a long time, not daring to undergo the Tribulation of the Four Nines Lightning, so this Grass Reversion Pill was incredibly tempting to her.

"What does Master want to do this time?"

Sa Wuling scratched his head, muttering to himself.

"That's right, Investiture of the Gods."

A faint light flickered in An Qisheng's eyes.

A country has its laws, a family has its rules. The word 'rules' is more important than anything else. People have seven emotions, demons have a hundred desires, so what?

Rules cannot control the hearts of all people, but they can restrain their bodies.

Family rules and national laws are insignificant, so,

Establish heavenly laws!

Living between heaven and earth, if one wants not to be changed by heaven and earth, one must change heaven and earth!

Once, he had no such thought.

But now, he wanted to try.

He had already been a teacher and a national mentor, so why not be a Celestial Master!

"May I ask, Real Person, how does this Investiture of the Gods work?"

Reverend Liansheng carefully asked after considering for a moment.

He did not refuse, but he did not dare to agree rashly, because it was very likely related to the last turning point of his Mortal Dao.

An Qisheng did not answer directly, but instead asked:

"How big is the world?"

Reverend Liansheng frowned slightly and said, "The world is said to have four seas and five continents. The four seas surround the continents, and the continents together have five regions. Daqing occupies the most essential place among them, and there are endless continents to the east, west, north, and south...

It's just that because there are natural barriers separating them on all sides, few people cross Daqing to go elsewhere... I've only heard that there are many countries beyond the natural barriers, but I don't know if it's true or not."

He had never left Daqing, and in fact, none of the people present had ever crossed the borders of Daqing.

Daqing was vast, and ordinary people might not be able to leave a single prefecture in their entire lives, let alone cross natural barriers to go to other continents.

Legend has it that there were once Great Real Persons undergoing tribulation who wanted to go to other continents, but they fell in the natural barriers.

Even more Nascent Soul Real Persons went away and never returned, not knowing whether they didn't want to come back or were defeated.

In fact, An Qisheng had entered the dreams of many Real Persons and Great Real Persons, but none of them had ever been to other continents.

There was no other reason, the land of this world was just too vast.

Even Daqing could not have established such a huge millennial empire if the Netherworld Monarch had not integrated all the countries.

A Nascent Soul strike could span 30,000 miles, which, for Xuan Star, was a terrifying strike that could cross nearly half the equator, but for the Imperial Heaven Realm, it was only crossing two prefectures.

Because it was too vast, even Nascent Soul Real Persons would not go there unless necessary.

"What I want you to do is very simple. I need you to go to the Eastern Continent, Western Continent, Southern Continent, and Northern Continent, and each build an Investiture Platform! Only after the Investiture Platform is built can the Investiture of the Gods begin."

An Qisheng did not play mysterious, but frankly said:

"This journey is long and fraught with difficulties and dangers. It may take decades or even hundreds of years to reach your destination. If you refuse, then so be it."

The Great World was vast, and the distance between the continents was far. A round trip would be enough to make a Real Person who had cultivated Divine Powers die of old age.

Therefore, he did not intend to force it.

"Go to the other four continents?"

Reverend Liansheng's mouth twitched involuntarily, feeling that the Grass Reversion Pill in his hand had become a hot potato.

Daqing was called the Central Continent, but in reality, it was extremely far from the other four continents. Even if he started from the border of Daqing and went to other continents, it would probably take him decades with his current cultivation.

What's more, it was the four continents?

He was afraid that he would die of old age before he could make a round trip. In other words, once he embarked on this path, he might never return to Daqing in his lifetime.

The Confucian Daoist and the White Lotus Daoist listened silently, feeling envy, hatred, and pity for the old man.

Once he left, not to mention the difficulties and dangers he might encounter on the road, even if he had a smooth journey, he might never return.

No wonder it cost a Grass Reversion Pill.

"Good heavens..."

Sa Wuling clicked his tongue in amazement, feeling a burst of luck in his heart.

He had walked from Liang Prefecture to Qingdu City for two or three years, crossing more than twenty prefectures, which was already a long journey, but compared to going to other continents, and four continents, it was nothing.

A journey of decades or hundreds of years was in relation to a Real Person who had cultivated Divine Powers. If he were to go now, he might not reach his destination even in death!

Reverend Liansheng fell silent, and An Qisheng was not in a hurry, waiting quietly.

"Alas..."

After a long time, Reverend Liansheng sighed:

"This old Daoist is not afraid of hardship and difficulty, but I have some doubts and hope that the Real Person can answer them..."

"You want to know why I chose you?"

An Qisheng's eyes were clear, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"That's right."

Reverend Liansheng nodded.

He knew his own affairs. His cultivation was extremely ordinary. With all the Netherworld Monarchs out of contact today, he could barely be considered a Real Person, but he was probably the weakest Real Person.

Many newly enlightened little Real Persons were probably stronger than him.

It was a bit extravagant to ask him to go with the price of a Grass Reversion Pill.

With such a price, it was not impossible to hire a Great Real Person undergoing tribulation to go.

An Qisheng did not hide anything:

"Naturally, it is because of the Divine Descent Mortal Dao."

In ancient times, the Netherworld Monarch was born out of nowhere, sweeping away the demon atmosphere, pacifying the chaos of the world, supporting the dragon court, opening the Netherworld, and establishing the order of the Underworld. He had done so many great things.

Because he had done too much, each of which was a world-shattering event, his Daoist lineage left in the world was unknown.

But the Divine Descent Mortal Dao he left behind should not be underestimated.

"Divine Descent Mortal Dao?! Could it be the Daoist method inherited from the Netherworld Monarch?"

"Netherworld Monarch..."

"The legendary Great Art of Inviting Gods, said to be able to invite the Netherworld Monarch, Kui Xing, Civil and Military Judges, and Seventh and Eighth Masters to descend into the Yang world? Is this person actually from that lineage?"

The Confucian Daoist, the White Lotus Daoist, and Huang Qing'er were all shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.

Even the taciturn Tongue-less Daoist's expression changed greatly at this time, showing reverence and shock.

Netherworld Monarch!

For this supreme being who ended ancient times, suppressed the Ten Ferocious Ones of the Imperial Heaven, opened up the Netherworld, and established the Underworld, any cultivator held fear and reverence.

Not only was he a sage, but he was also the target of many people's reverence and pursuit.

"Sure enough..."

Reverend Liansheng's eyes lit up. The turning point was indeed on him.

"Although the Divine Descent Mortal Dao left by the Netherworld Monarch is secretly passed down, there are rumors about it. This technique is the reason why I value you..."

An Qisheng's eyes were clear and his words were frank.

Even though he was talking about a lineage that had been secretly passed down for more than a thousand years in the mortal world, none of the people present felt the slightest darkness.

"Real Person may not know, the inheritance of my Mortal Dao has not been cut off, but it is close to being broken..."

Reverend Liansheng had been waiting for this moment for a long time, so of course he didn't mind in the slightest, and directly pointed out his predicament:

"...Since we lost contact with the Netherworld more than a thousand years ago, it has been difficult for us to invite the Netherworld Lords to descend into the Yang world. Even if we rely on the traces of incense left by the Lords, we can only protect ourselves and cannot compare with other sects at all..."

Reverend Liansheng's face was gloomy, and he spoke slowly, his heart full of anticipation and apprehension.

He vaguely realized that if the white-robed Daoist in front of him had no way, the destruction of the Mortal Dao would be inevitable.

"The most important thing about the Divine Invocation method passed down by the Netherworld Monarch is the words 'invocation' and 'divine'. The former is the method of cultivation and practice, but the latter is rooted in the 'Eight Lords of the Netherworld'.

Therefore, the Mortal Dao will gradually decline when contact with the Netherworld is lost..."

An Qisheng's expression was calm. Without entering the dream of this Reverend Liansheng, he could already guess the origin and decline of the Mortal Dao.

The Divine Invocation method must have been because the Netherworld Monarch sensed something.

Therefore, after ancient times, at the end of the Middle Ages when he dominated, he and other Netherworld ghosts and gods did not leave the Netherworld, so they left this inheritance.

In order to prevent human changes and major chaos.

Unfortunately, he did not expect that the Netherworld would be separated from the human world.

"With no gods to invoke, what can be done..."

Reverend Liansheng sighed.

He had the art of slaying dragons, but there were no dragons to slay. He had the method of invoking gods, but there were no gods to invoke.

At the end of the Middle Ages, when the Mortal Dao was glorious, it could suppress all Nascent Soul Real Persons. How could it be like now, unable to defeat even a Real Person?

"This matter is simple..."

An Qisheng chuckled:

"If there are no gods to invoke, then just change them!"

Change them?!

"Where are there any gods in the world?"

Reverend Liansheng subconsciously said half a sentence, and suddenly his heart shook. Recalling what An Qisheng had said before about the 'Investiture of the Gods', could it be that this white-robed Daoist wanted to become a god?

"The Great Art of Invoking Gods may not only be able to invoke gods... Invoking other things is also possible. For example..."

An Qisheng's aura was upright and steady:

"Me!"

Daqing was located in the Central Continent, and because the City God system of the Underworld was the most complete, it had been the most peaceful place in this world for more than a thousand years.

And the other four continents, as far as he knew, were full of demons and ghosts, and there were many great demons who brazenly established demon kingdoms and raised humans, which seemed to be a sign of returning to ancient times.

Outside the Central Continent, there were far more dangers and terrors than Daqing.

Not to mention Real Persons and Great Real Persons undergoing tribulation, even Nascent Soul Real Persons would die if they were not careful!

This was the reason why he asked Reverend Liansheng to go to other continents to build the Investiture Platform!

With his current cultivation, it was naturally impossible to descend across hundreds of millions of miles.

But with this Great Art of Invoking Gods, it was different.

"You?"

Reverend Liansheng's heart trembled, and he suddenly looked intently.

He only felt that the white-robed Daoist in front of him seemed to contain an indescribable vast power beneath his thin body. Just sitting there with his legs crossed seemed like a starry sky stretching out in front of him.

Boundless, like an immortal like a god!

Amidst the changing colors of Reverend Liansheng and the others, An Qisheng was at ease, his eyes calm:

"Invoking gods is not as good as invoking me!"