511 People's Hearts

ubled household Your Majesty is highly esteemed, your position is important, and your divine duty is crucial. If your household is not peaceful, there will be big trouble!" Lao Ba grumbled angrily."Wh...I stared at him in disbelief. He had just emerged from a state of deep meditation, and now a god had something to ask of him, not to mention the countless matters awaiting his attention back in the underworld.

How could he be here

"Qiyun...how are you here... Isn't the Underworld very busy"

Jiang Qi furrowed his brow slightly: "You used to resent me for only being able to come at night, now you find I'm not busy enough"

"No! Of course I like having you with me, but I'm worried you'll be held back from your duties..." I quickly explained.

This person is insightful about everything else, but when it comes to private conversations between the two of you, he only understands things if they are said plainly. Otherwise, he'll frown and get upset.

“You, little lordling, have reviewed countless letters on reincarnation and now come to this shadowy place to rectify the yin-yang order…”

"Making you do everything, those underworld deities are truly toiling for nothing."

He was speaking in riddles, and I was a little confused: "Qiyun...did I make a mistake Have I caused you trouble"

He walked up to me and shook his head. "You're doing well, but some people... hmm... I haven't been here in years, and they've already started slacking off."

I immediately thought of Lord City God Lao Wang, is Jiang Qiyun here to question him

"Bai WuChang told me that the two little ghost messengers are still locked up in a special prison, being interrogated. Until they reveal everything, they won't be able to disperse into smoke and ash," Jiang QiYun sneered. "… I didn't know anyone in the Underworld dared to draw their weapon against you!"

Indeed, the attitude of the minor and major deities in the underworld towards me is at best indifference. No one has ever attacked me.

"Besides... matters in the underworld can't be finished in a day, and I should spend more time with you. Your cultivation will progress faster that way..." He raised his hand, curled his fingers, and brushed my forehead, tucking my hair behind my ear.

His gaze was a bit distant, and I nervously asked, "What's wrong... you seem off."

“What's wrong with you… When I'm gone, you go through all this trouble You're not just miles away from home, eating and sleeping poorly, but you’re also constantly walking the line between life and death, dealing with ghosts and humans. Look at your pale and skinny face.” He said unhappily.

"That's such an exaggeration..." I mumbled.

As for the food, it's a bit of an adjustment, but I'm not losing weight or anything! While Northern cuisine isn't as delicate as Southern dishes, it's still pretty good. At least the noodles are delicious.

Jiang Qiyun said unhappily: “These things have accumulated over many years. The local City God didn't handle them properly, and after something happened, he didn't report it to the Netherworld. I investigated further, and those below pushed the blame onto each other, saying that it was during the Emperor’s period of forgetting himself, so they couldn't report it... It's really true that sitting in a position for too long makes one think they are the master of one world!”

"Psst..." I quickly reminded him, "Don't say that here, you never know if it might be overheard by a ghost messenger or an official of the underworld."

"I usually have wards in place where I am, you little fool wouldn't understand," he said with a chuckle. "Quickly dispel the gloom here, and after we return... I'll take good care of you..."

My face was flushed. This guy... after he sat and forgot himself, he started speaking more plainly.

"My Lord Emperor, with you here, those barbarian heads wouldn't dare come near. Could you perhaps temporarily avoid this area so that I may eliminate the remaining monsters" Xing Tian respectfully asked.

Jiang Qiyun narrowed his eyes: "This seat will handle it, you've worked hard."

Xing Tian respectfully bowed and stepped back several steps.

Jiang Qiyun said he came to clean up, but in fact it wasn't him doing it himself. He chanted incantations and summoned the six dings and six ja from all over the divine realm day and night. Soon, most of the flying human heads were destroyed.

The night wind carried a faint scent of smoke and gloom.

I stood at the mouth of the well where the eye was located, having applied two talismans to ward off evil spirits. Jiang Qiyun gave me a backup of his divine seal. It turns out that besides protecting me, it had so many other functions.

The Daoist talisman is bestowed by the revered gods, symbolizing authority and serving as a crucial tool for "subduing evil spirits, exorcising demons, and curing diseases." With a divine seal in hand, coupled with finger gestures and incantations, the power to exorcise demons, break curses, and guide souls to the afterlife is amplified a hundredfold.

I take refuge in the Qinghua Changle Realm, and my first choice of mantra is naturally the Qibaqianlin Jue. When it comes to overcoming calamity, Taiyi Divine Venerable is the foremost among the immortal deities.

Jiang Qiyun leisurely watched me from the side, and I felt a little nervous. I couldn't help but say, "Can you... maybe step aside a bit It's a lot of pressure when you stare at me like that."

He chuckled softly, “ …I’ll teach you.”

Teach me

He reached out and clasped me from behind, his icy fingers gripping mine one by one. He whispered softly, "Every time I see you cast a spell, I get so impatient... I want to do it myself. To cast a spell for you, you get this nervous"

"I'm not nervous! I only get nervous when you look at me!"

"Humph...then just close your eyes...focus." He chuckled lightly, telling me to focus, yet not letting go of me.

Saving souls from suffering, and guiding them to liberation.

I closed my eyes and silently recited the Tai Shang San Sheng Jie Yuan Miao Jing, slowly chanting every character of the Thousand Character Sutra. A faint glow emanated from the symbol on my chest.

"Countless immeasurable beings, compassionate and kind, great compassion and great vow, Great Saint and Great Compassion. The Supreme One seeks the sound, saves suffering Heavenly Venerable. The supreme scripture of three lifetimes to resolve grievances... Complete."

The last syllable fell, and a mournful wail echoed from the depths of the dilapidated, withered Well of Locking Dragons.

Malevolent energy surged from the well, reaching for the night sky before dissipating into nothingness.

The darkness of the entire area was washed away, and the black night sky gradually restored its clear appearance.

"Not bad, remember such a long scripture." Jiang Qiyun smiled and held my hand.

"Those heads are quite..."

"Leaving them to him is fine, none of them will escape. Xing Tian is here; he hates those who flit about." Jiang Qiyun said nonchalantly.

"We can't leave yet, my brother is still here. Those aristocratic families must be giving him a hard time, I have to go see what's going on."

"Mm." Jiang Qiyun nodded.

He pulled me down the small hill, and the gloomy atmosphere around us dissipated a lot.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, its light as clear and gentle as water.

This scene should have been pleasing — after dealing with a gloomy place, completing a task, and Jiang Qiyun's return...

But nothing changes as quickly as everything else.

Before we even reached my brother's place, the moonlight suddenly turned dark!

It's as if a curtain has just been drawn. Moments ago, moonlight bathed the ground, but now it's so dark you can barely see across the way.

Jiang Qiyun's expression turned serious, he gripped my hand tightly, and looked up at the moon in the sky.

“...."A sinister plan," he muttered, a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

His words made me nervous. The Great Shaman Mu Wanchen had also said before, during the time of celestial change, to be more careful. Now, how did this ominous star appearormation from them.This Master He Dao is almost fifty, nearing sixty years old. I remember him not being this old. It's true that one can't judge a cultivator by their appearance.A Taoist priest in hi...