Zhou Lin kept reciting, and comforted the spirits of the underground by Zhou Bai's posthumous title to the ancestors of the five temples and many other ancestors.
The overall idea is to take Willingbor as the core, taking charge of the affairs of the underworld and feeding back the blessings of the underworld.
When the country was first established, luck was decreasing all the time, so except for the closest father who was given the title of earl, the rest of the ancestors were just given basic titles.
For example, the ancestors of scholars who were able to sit in the main hall of the family ancestral hall were each given a lieutenant title, and they were awarded posthumous official positions ranging from seventh to ninth grades according to their merits.
But even so, compared to other countries now, Zhou Bai can be considered generous.
The Zhou family of the Hongni Township clan had only been established for a century, so he could basically take care of them all.
Bojun's edict to honor his ancestor was thrown into the brazier and burned by Zhou Bai himself, turning it into a thin layer of ashes, with the four characters of Anbei's Imperial Seal clearly visible on it.
The incense was thick, a gust of wind blew by, and the ashes disappeared.
The tribesmen were still silently reciting family mottos and prayers, but Zhou Bai had already looked at the underground land, where the posthumous edict had turned into ashes and turned into a bright golden light.
The golden light was very conspicuous in the cold and dark land of the underworld. It cut through the sky with extraordinary power and made countless ghosts restless.
Many ghosts who were awakened let out shrill roars of unwillingness, but from their empty ghost eyes, the yearning and envy could be clearly seen.
"Why can't I be the one who pursues the posthumous title in the underworld..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah, I don't want to give in. The life in this underworld is too hard. Where is reincarnation!"
"Catch up, a new blessed land is about to be born!"
"If future generations cannot honor our ancestors, then I will go and steal the light from these lucky people..."
Many ghosts who are new to the underworld do not understand the madness of their "predecessors". They just instinctively feel that the golden light is what all underworld ghosts yearn for.
Gradually, wherever the golden light passed, more and more ghosts gathered behind it...
In an ordinary withered village, there are many ghosts gathered here who maintain their sanity and want to stay together for warmth.
Just like the Ming Village where Zhou Bai's dead parents lived, it could still maintain "vitality" in the first few decades. The villagers went back and forth to farm, exchange what they had and what they had, and maintained their habits during their lifetime.
But as time went by, many villagers ran out of life, and before they had the opportunity to be reincarnated, their souls disappeared, and the village gradually became deserted.
No one is willing to maintain order and "vitality" anymore, and everything is the same as most places in the underworld, cold, boring, and gray...
No ghost hero passing by would want to conquer such a village, because from the outside, it looks like a dry grave in the underworld, silent and dead.
However, this time when the golden edict was about to pass by the village, the dead silence in the village was broken, and some villagers who felt there was no hope and were waiting to die gathered together again.
"It's been a long time since I last saw you all. The last time we met was probably ten years ago, and there are a lot of old faces missing. Alas." A middle-aged ghost wearing a long gown and with a faint aura in his soul spoke first.
"Boy Zhou, I'm afraid you're going to die for us old guys." In front of the middle-aged ghost, an elderly ghost who was hunched over and whose soul was almost transparent sighed in response.
In order not to consume their soul power for the past ten years, they had tried to avoid gathering and moving around as much as possible, and had almost no chance to talk. Now that someone spoke up, it was considered as opening up the villagers' chat box.
"Yes, Lao Zhou, you were young and a scholar when you died. If you can be blessed by a ray of spiritual light, you will definitely be able to survive for a longer time."
"It's just such a hopeless day. I don't know whether to survive is luck or torture."
"Hey, old man, don't be jealous of Zhou Zhengxin. I think he still has at least a dozen years left in his life."
It turns out that the middle-aged ghost named Zhou Zhengyan was the last villager to come to the village, and he was also one of the ghosts still alive who was in better condition.
When he died, his soul had not yet aged, and his lifespan was longer than that of an ordinary old man. In addition, his reputation as a scholar was blessed by a ray of spiritual light. Even if he survived in the dark land of the underworld, he would not be easily driven crazy.
However, Zhou Zhengyan clearly remembered the reason why everyone gathered this time because of the aura in his soul. It was nothing more than the roaring sound in the distant sky and the rare golden light in the dark earth.
"This junior has only been dead for thirty years. I don't know the secrets of the underworld. I wonder if you, the elders, know what the golden light is rushing over there?"
"That thing seems to have a strong attraction to the ghosts like us after death?" Zhou Zhengyan asked tentatively, bowing his hands to dozens of village neighbors gathered in the center of the village.
He didn't feel that he knew more than others. In the underworld, there were no books that could provide knowledge. Most of the time, judging unknown things relied on experience.
Seeing that Zhou Zhengyan was so polite, these old ghosts would not hide anything.
They would rather hide in a hut in the village and wait for death than go out and follow the ghosts and fight for survival, which fully shows that the kindness in human nature has never been extinguished.
"That golden light should be the power from the world of the sun." Someone said immediately, but he was a little unsure.
"It's an edict from the underworld. Could it be that someone's family has a high-ranking official, and they are honoring their ancestors?"
"Hiss, what kind of official's posthumous title makes such a big noise?"
At this time, the golden light was getting closer and closer to the village, the evil energy dissipated wherever it passed, and ghosts howled in all directions.
Finally, the old man whose soul was almost transparent and whose life span was approaching spoke out: "This is such a majestic golden light. I saw it when I just died and came to the underworld."
Immediately, all the villagers' eyes turned to the old man, which made him feel much better as he was about to die.
"There was a living person who conferred the title of Viscount on my ancestor. I happened to be nearby at that time. The title of Viscount shines brightly in a radius of ten miles. It seems that it is still the Lu family in Dingzhou."
"That scene, tsk tsk. Although I am not a member of the Lu family who was enshrined by imperial decree, just a moment of that golden light gave me a little bit of luck, and my soul became much stronger."
The old man's explanation made the ghosts suddenly realize that it was actually a knighthood.
This makes them all envious but not daring to dream that future generations can earn a title for them.
The same was true for Zhou Zhengyan. Although the Zhou family's luck had improved compared to before when he died, it was still far away from being a county magnate, so there was no need to talk about the shadow of the dead.
Of course, he clearly felt that the incense gained over the years was very strong and his life span was extended.
But that's all. Even if the family is promoted to a county magnate, it is unlikely that one of his branches will be granted the title.
"Hey, let me tell you, if you live here, aren't you just hoping for hope?"
"Although I only have half a month left in my yin life, I still think about the legendary reincarnation and the edict in the yang world."
"It's not impossible. You all know that there have been a sudden increase in new ghosts in recent years. It's because the Great Xu has been in chaos and the world's heroes have risen. You and your descendants may have a chance to earn a shadow."
Seeing that the ghosts were in low spirits and had a weak desire to survive, the old ghost immediately gave a lecture.
No, preaching is effective. The ghosts held a little covetousness and looked at the golden light that was getting closer, praying that it would stop on their heads next time.
I don't know if it was due to sincerity or something else, but the golden light that was about to fly over the village actually stopped and went straight towards the ghosts.
The overbearing and strong pressure made them unable to resist, and they all knelt down.
As if seeing all the ghosts obeying, the golden light restrained its power, and then slowly spread out, making a humming sound.
"The current patriarch, Zhou Bai, established the Anbei Kingdom and honored his ancestors... This is Zhou Zhengyan, who has made meritorious service to the clan during his lifetime and has good moral character. He is posthumously awarded the title of Ninth Grade Martial Cavalry Lieutenant and is promised to enter the blessed land."
Did the head of the Zhou family found the country? Isn’t Zhou Zhengyan me?
Under the strong shock, Zhou Zheng trembled and knelt down to accept the order: "My minister Zhou Zhengyan kowtows to thank the monarch, and the owner of Qingshan Branch Zhou Zhengyan kowtows to thanks the patriarch!"
Only then did the ghosts see clearly the golden light floating above their heads. It was a golden silk edict covered with the seal of Anbei Kingdom. On it, Cavalry Lieutenant Zhou Zhengyan was very conspicuous.
After Zhou Zhengyan accepted the order to express his gratitude, the edict immediately enveloped him, causing a surge of aura in his soul and leaving a coordinate in his mind.
Hugh~
After the edict was announced, the golden silk edict did not stop, but still turned into a golden rainbow and flew away in one direction, as if to find the next target.
"Congratulations, congratulations, future generations will honor their ancestors and be blessed with blessings!"
"Ninth-grade Martial Cavalry Lieutenant, with this noble title protecting you, ordinary evil spirits will not dare to disturb you."
"Sure enough, great changes have taken place in the world of Yang. When Zhengyan first came to the village, he told us that the Zhou family he came from was just a rural clan."
When Jin Guang left, the villagers immediately started to congratulate him. They had benefited just now, so they had a better attitude towards Zhou Zhengyan.
The ghost of the old man, whose soul was originally transparent and weak, was now obviously in high spirits.
He immediately raised his hands to Zhou Zhengyan and congratulated him, then his temperament suddenly changed, and he said seriously: "When the Yang world builds a country, there will be feedback in the Yin world. When a dynasty builds the Dragon Court, ordinary countries should build the Yin Court of the blessed land."
"Zhou Wuqi, if the edict has given you guidance, you should go on the road as soon as possible. The new born in the blessed land will be besieged by a group of ghosts."
Zhou Zhengyan had just received the imperial seal and his mind was not yet stable, but after hearing the old man's reminder, he immediately calmed down.
The old man's spirit and the secret knowledge he showed made him couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Ge, have you ever been an official?"
Old Man Ge seemed to know what Zhou Zhengyan was thinking, he shook his head and said: "I read a few more books during my lifetime, and after my death I followed a ghost hero for a few years."
Zhou Zhengyan nodded slightly, looked around the villagers, and said loudly: "Everyone, I will go to the Yin Court of Anbei Kingdom to serve. The blessed land will be reborn, and everything is waiting to be revitalized."
"Even if you don't have Mr. Ge's talents, you still need people who can cultivate the blessed land..."
With the sense of urgency still in his heart, Zhou Zhengyan stopped delaying and left according to the coordinates in his mind.
All the villagers were on the road together. Old Man Ge told them that if the golden light passed by, the village might be attacked by a wave of ghosts.
On this day, golden light spread across the underworld, summoning the Zhou people who had not fallen for a hundred years, most of them just leaving behind the coordinates of the blessed land and a bit of blessing power.
Only a few were awarded titles like Zhou Zhengyan, and an even smaller number were directly recruited from the spiritual domain of their ancestral home by the Golden Light Edict.
Nowadays, the ancestral spirits of the Zhou clan's spiritual realm will be the core figures in charge of the blessed land, and Wei Lingbo is directly the monarch of Anbei Yinting.
The Netherland is very large. In an unknown open plain, the golden edict released several ancestral spirits and then penetrated into the Netherland.
Before they had time to speak, the earth trembled, and all areas within a radius of five miles were formed into the blessed land of Anbei Kingdom according to the rules of the underworld.
The golden light spread outward from Willingbo's feet, and all the mixed evil spirits dissipated wherever it passed.
A city like Andu City was built, with palaces and houses, and outside the city was a plain that could be cultivated.
Willingbo seemed to be aware of Zhou Bai's gaze, and smiled happily and proudly. All of this was the glory brought to him by his son.
After an unknown period of time, the Zhou clan members in the underworld gradually arrived and gathered inside and outside the palace, waiting for Willingbo's lecture.
In the bustling crowd, Zhou Zhengyan was surprised to find that he was not the only one bringing people over, some of his fellow tribesmen even brought many ghost soldiers.
Also, those who can survive in the underworld for a long time, except hiding in deserted villages like him, can only seek refuge in the ghost city ruled by the ghost king, or gather troops to fight.
At this time, a majestic voice came from the hall, and all the ghosts were waiting solemnly. The standing rules were a bit confusing, but they were generally based on their title and strength.
"Anbei Yinting, stand up!"
Willingbo's voice seemed to trigger some rules. White air suddenly appeared within a radius of five miles, and the desolate plains came to life, completely different from the underworld outside.
Looking up again, a thin golden light barrier rose up, already protecting an area with a radius of five miles.
"With the help of my son, Uncle Anbei, we are erecting the Anbei Yinting today. I hope you will work together to protect this blessed land. This is a major event for the clan and the country!"
"When a blessed land is newly established, it will be attacked by a wave of ghosts. If it survives this calamity, it will soon be protected by rules, and ordinary ghosts will not discover where the blessed land is."
"Your performance in this battle will determine your subsequent positions in the Underworld..."
After Willingbur's words, many ghosts who entered the blessed land were very excited. They could not get ahead in life, but it would be good if they could achieve something in their careers after death.
Zhou Bai sensed the general strength of these ghosts and frowned slightly. He felt that they were a bit of a mob, but the Zhou clan's background was insufficient.
It was just a mere ghost tide. With an order, hundreds of heroic spirits in the Spiritual Domain of the Temple of Valor immediately mobilized to support them.
In addition, there are gods from Shenting and the Three Counties who can communicate with the underworld, and they all follow orders and go to Anbei Yinting.
Three days after the Yang World, the golden light of Anbei Yinting Blessed Land was still there, and the original dark wave of ghosts naturally dissipated.
Farming is busy in the fields outside the city, and there are many guards in the city, and the ghosts coming and going are orderly; above the main hall, hundreds of civil and military officials are lined up to honor Uncle Wei Ling.
With the support of the heroic army and gods, the subordinates who had died following Zhou Bai were also killed in the process to join the Yin Court. At this time, the basic structure of the blessed land seemed to have been formed.
In the future, the Zhou clan and those who have contributed to the country will be eligible to enter the blessed land, and will no longer be reduced to lonely ghosts.
The yin and yang fortunes are connected, and the yin blessings are fed back to the yang world, bit by bit, enriching the foundation of Anbei Kingdom's fortunes.
Anbei Kingdom has established the Yin and Yang system of two worlds, and it is proceeding steadily, and other forces are not stopping for a moment.
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The Tianzhu is seven feet high and bears Huang De. On the day of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a vision of a dragon appearing.
On October 9th, Dinghou Lei Haomiao issued an edict to establish Dingguo, worshiped heaven and proclaimed himself a lord, and recognized Daxu as the suzerain state.
The sky pillar is seven feet high and bears Chi De. On the day of the founding of the People's Republic of China, there was a phenomenon of sun halo.
