Tribulation rose and fell.
The Heavenly Eye on Yang Jian's forehead opened at this moment. Then, the entire Nine Provinces was included in his vision.
This Heavenly Eye was indeed useful. It could be used to attack immediately or to spy on everything in the world.
When he had enough merit points, he would have to improve the ability of this Heavenly Eye and make it further.
At this moment, the Nine Provinces were lush and green.
This small world that was covered by the Nine Provinces Domain was almost isolated from the world. The people inside could not walk out. Although the people outside could enter, they had to have a certain level of cultivation. Once the demons touched the Nine Provinces Domain, they would definitely be crushed.
Since the end of the apotheosis, the Shang Dynasty had perished and the Western Zhou Dynasty had replaced it.
More than three hundred years had passed.
300 years was just a nap for the immortals, but for the Nine Provinces, several generations of kings had already changed.
The former capital of the Zhou Dynasty had been abandoned. Now, the King of Zhou was trapped in Luoyi City by various vassals. For example, the Qi, Jin, Chu, Qin, and other vassal states were fighting for hegemony in the land of the Nine Prefectures.
The Spring and Autumn Period had arrived.
Looking at the land of the Nine Prefectures from afar, Yang Jian's thoughts flew.
Next would be the birth of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy, followed by the debate of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy. This might be a good opportunity to obtain incense.
Hundreds of schools of thought were contending, and the mighty figures of all parties ascended one after another.
The Hundred Schools of Philosophy, Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, Legalism, and so on.
Among them, the one that would have the greatest impact on the future of the nine provinces of China was the Confucian school.
Kong Zhongni was worshipped by countless Saints, Confucians, and scholars. His legacy lasted for thousands of years.
It was said that Kong Zhongni was the manifestation of the Western Peacock King, Kong Xuan. His goal was still to occupy the fate of the human race and strengthen the fate of the Buddhist League through the human race.
Yang Jian did not have a good impression of the Western Buddhist Sect, especially the things they said. He was full of conflict.
If Kong Xuan could transform into Kong Zhongni, why couldn't he?
Perhaps it was time for him to make a trip to the Nine Provinces.
This thought appeared in Yang Jian's mind.
After making up his mind, he didn't hesitate any longer and headed straight for Jambu Province.
Four cycles of the mystic art, flying through the air, traveling a million miles in an instant. It took a few months to travel from the Eastern Victory Divine Prefecture to the western part of Jambu.
As they flew, they had unknowingly arrived at the border between Jambu Province and Rhinoceros Province.
From afar, a terrifying baleful aura and bloody aura assaulted his face.
Blood Sea.
The reason why Yang Jian came to the Blood Sea was that the entrance to the Netherworld in the Untainted Land was here.
Kong Zhongni was a Confucian Saint and had a great relationship with him. If he entered the Nine States in his own body and became Kong Zhongni, under the competition of various forces, it was inevitable that some mighty figures would attack him and directly expel him.
And if he entered the cycle of reincarnation, as long as Lady Pingxin did not say anything, other than the Saints, no one else would be able to deduce the details of his reincarnation.
The reincarnation of an immortal was like playing virtual reality online games with a gaming helmet.
After sealing a part of the item, a True Spirit would be reincarnated through the Six Paths of Reincarnation. It would only last for a few decades in the mortal world. When it died, the True Spirit would return to its original body. Even if the True Spirit was destroyed, it would not be affected by the protection of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
On Yang Jian's side, he had just arrived outside the Nether World when he saw a ghost officer waiting there.
"Greetings, Exalted Goddess."
When Yang Jian approached, the reapers bowed.
Although Yang Jian did not know the other party's identity, he still cupped his hands in greeting.
After all, he had come to the Nether World to ask for help. Moreover, the Lord of the Nether World was Lady Pingxin, who was like a saint. As a junior, he naturally could not be careless.
"The Empress knows that Exalted Goddess has come to the netherworld and has ordered me to wait here. Please follow me.”the reapers said.
Hearing the reapers 'words, Yang Jian paused for a moment before nodding.
As expected of the Master of Samsara, Lady Pingxin had already guessed it before he even reached the netherworld.
The Sage was omniscient. Presumably, the Master of Samsara had already known when he had the idea of coming to the Nether World to reincarnate. After all, he wanted the Nether World to have a relationship with the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Entering the Gates of Hell, the entire world changed.
The originally bright world had become a gloomy ghost world. Countless ghosts were escorted by the reapers to the Bridge of Helplessness.
At the bridgehead of the Bridge of Helplessness, an old woman was feeding bowls of soup to the ghosts at the bridgehead.
Yang Jian followed the reapers to the Bridge of Helplessness and stopped.
"Yang Jian greets Senior." After stopping, Yang Jian bowed to Meng Po.
It wasn't a ceremonial gift, but a big one.
Meng Po looked like an ordinary Ghostmother, but in reality, she was a clone of Goddess Pingxin. However, very few people knew about this.
At this moment, Meng Po raised her head and her turbid eyes landed on Yang Jian.
After a moment of observation, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
"Among the first-generation disciples of Chan School, including Guang Chengzi, none of them are of great use. I didn't expect that in the second generation, there would be such a good disciple like you.”Meng Po looked at Yang Jian and said with a smile.
"Senior praises me too much. I don't deserve it.”Yang Jian bowed again.
"On the God-Naming Platform that day, you were able to reject the Heavenly Merit, the opportunity to sanctify your body, and the Deity Position. You are already incomparable to Guang Chengzi and the others. With such a state of mind, your future achievements are destined to surpass all the disciples of the Clan of Enlightenment.”Meng Po said with a smile.
His words were filled with praise.
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