Ancient Ancestral Ruins - Chapter 36 The Land of Death
“I am not the same person I was back then.”
In the quiet little courtyard.
Lu Jiu lay on the armchair, basking in the sun.
Compared to his younger days, when he was full of vigor and could stir up changes in the world with a flick of his wrist.
Now, he seems to have seen through the illusions of the world, and his heart is no longer moved by external things.
Given the way the Seven Killings Holy Sect was behaving in front of him, if he had his temper when he was young, he would have wiped out the entire Seven Killings sect long ago, killing countless people and causing blood to flow for thousands of miles!
The rise of the Lu family will take time.
If you rush things like this, it’s like pulling up seedlings to help them grow, and you’ll end up losing more than you gain.
Although the sacred land of Yaochi is far away in the Western Plains.
They still learned about what had happened in Dongzhou.
The old Holy Lord Ji Bingyan personally declared that Yaochi would stand with the Lu family and fight to the death. Going to war with the Lu family would be the same as going to war with Yaochi.
When the news spread, the world was once again shocked.
As for the Lu family…
From top to bottom, regardless of age or gender, everyone is single-mindedly focused on doing one thing: diligently cultivating themselves!
With Lu Jiu’s extraordinary abilities, he could easily create the best cultivation environment for the Lu family.
He could casually toss out a few things in his hand and exchange them for a massive amount of resources needed for low-level cultivators to cultivate!
The Lu family naturally couldn’t rely on him for everything.
First, they seized control of Wangyue City, and then captured two Heavenly God Elders of the Seven Killings Holy Sect. The Lu family also took the opportunity to expand with Wangyue City as the center. Now, the younger generation in the family no longer need to worry about low-level resources for their enlightenment and cultivation.
Those forces that previously targeted and suppressed the Lu family have now fallen silent and are observing the situation, no longer daring to make any rash moves.
After all, they dared to confront even the Seven Killings Holy Sect head-on, so there are really few people who would dare to provoke the Lu family.
“Ninth Ancestor, what should we do with those two celestial beings?”
On this day, Lu Qingyun came to the courtyard and asked Lu Jiu for instructions.
Several days have passed since the capture of the two Celestials, and the Seven Killings Holy Cult has yet to make any further moves.
“Bury it,” Lu Jiu said calmly.
“Buried…buried?” Lu Qingyun was stunned.
“A seventh-tribulation celestial god and an eighth-tribulation celestial god are both excellent sources of nourishment, which can help the Lu family cultivate two divine veins.”
When Lu Jiu talked about burying someone, he didn’t mean just digging a hole and burying them.
Instead, it seizes the creation of the Heavenly God’s cultivation, and with the help of special secret methods and formations, it uses the Heavenly God cultivator as a seed to nurture a divine-level spiritual vein!
It should be noted that when the Nine-Bend Heavenly River Sect was destroyed, it only had two low-grade spiritual veins.
Divine-level spiritual veins are extremely rare. Even though Lu Jiu traveled to almost every corner of the Azure Realm in ancient times, the number of divine-level spiritual veins he had ever seen that were born naturally did not exceed five!
The effects of a divine spiritual vein nurtured later in life are naturally not comparable to those of a divine spiritual vein conceived innately, but they are definitely superior to those of a spiritual vein.
Of course, this secret method is still very cruel. It requires a living Nascent Soul level expert, and at least a Heavenly God level expert!
Lu Qingyun was completely confused and didn’t understand the underlying principles at all.
“Alright, leave this little matter to me. How’s your cultivation going lately?” Lu Jiu waved his hand lazily.
Lu Qingyun quickly shared some of his questions about cultivation, after all, the opportunity to receive guidance from the Ninth Ancestor was one that countless ancient powerhouses dreamed of but could not obtain!
“Lacking resources, lacking natural talent, and without a renowned teacher to guide you, you’ve taken too many detours in your one or two hundred years of cultivation.”
“It’s not realistic to expect you to cripple your cultivation and start all over again at this age.”
“I’ll give you a manual. If you follow it to cultivate and correct your ways, you’ll still have a chance to become a true god in the future. But don’t even think about becoming an immortal.”
It’s not just Lu Qingyun.
Lu Jiu felt that the older generation of the Lu family still had potential for development, so he provided each of them with a targeted cultivation manual.
As long as they cultivate and adjust according to his notes, these old guys all have a chance to reach the realm of true gods in the future.
For ordinary people, the realm of true gods is unattainable; since ancient times, very few have cultivated themselves into true gods.
But for Lu Jiu now…
In his eyes, the true god was merely someone who had just stepped into the threshold.
…
Several days have passed in the blink of an eye.
The two celestial beings who were hanging in the Lu family’s ancestral home have disappeared.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Lu family’s ancestral home suddenly became many times more concentrated.
The Lu family members’ cultivation speed increased even more, and they couldn’t help but cheer with joy.
“The quality of the spiritual energy is so high; this is not an effect that ordinary spiritual veins can produce.”
Li Hanlu, who was also cultivating in the same room, also sensed the change in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and was extremely surprised.
The sacred land of Yaochi has as many as eighteen spiritual veins.
However, there is only one that can be called a divine-level spiritual vein.
Therefore, she could naturally tell that the rich spiritual energy permeating the Lu family’s ancestral home, and the high quality of the spiritual energy, must be the effect that a divine-level spiritual vein could create!
Without a doubt, this must be Lu Shi’s doing!
“Hmm, this spiritual energy is barely acceptable.”
Lu Jiu was somewhat satisfied, and with a flick of his wrist, he took out a pill and threw it into his mouth.
Now that he has cultivated his seventh physique to the Qi Refining stage, he can take some pills that can help improve his cultivation.
After all, the spiritual energy he needs to cultivate is too astonishing. If he were to cultivate here, the rest of the Lu family would not be able to absorb even a single drop of spiritual energy.
In fact, given the characteristics of the Void Devouring Body, if Lu Jiu were to devour those two Celestial Gods, his cultivation would definitely increase significantly.
However, he wasn’t in a hurry to improve his cultivation, so he left this opportunity and benefit to the Lu family.
At this moment, deep underground in the Lu family ancestral home.
The two powerful celestial beings have been completely sealed, bound tightly by countless profound runes that serve as chains.
Countless array patterns were engraved around them, constantly drawing away their cultivation and vitality.
Then, under the transformation of the formation, it turned into rich and pure spiritual energy, which permeated and enveloped the entire area of the Lu family’s ancestral home.
This effect is no less than that of a divine spiritual vein.
However, compared to the innate divine veins that can exist forever, the acquired divine veins that achieve a similar effect through this method can probably only last for one or two hundred years.
When the cultivation and life force of the two celestial beings are completely drained, the effect will naturally be ineffective.
The scene changes.
Lu Jiu left the Lu family’s ancestral home without a sound and headed north.
His pace was slow, seemingly a leisurely stroll, but with each step he took, the scenery around him flashed by as quickly as a fleeting shadow.
final.
He arrived at the border between the Eastern Continent and the Northern Lands.
Lu Jiu chose to come here because he had chatted and joked with the old bald man in the temple before.
The old bald man casually mentioned that there was a celestial sect that existed at the end of ancient times, and it was located here.
Those that are qualified to be called immortal sects must be lineages left behind by true immortals.
According to the old bald man, even if a Golden Immortal cultivator were to establish a sect, he wouldn’t be qualified to call it an Immortal Sect.
To be honest, Lu Jiu hadn’t expected this at all.
After returning to his homeland, he unexpectedly learned about the secrets of the ancient primordial world.
If that old bald man wasn’t exaggerating, then the Azure Realm today is merely an insignificant fragment that evolved from the shattered world of the ancient primordial era.
The vast void is said to contain countless worlds. Are there many worlds similar to the Azure Realm that are fragments of the ancient primordial world?
The ancient ancestral ruins seem to be even older than the distant past.
This means that before the ancient times, there may have been a Primordial Era!
“The land of death!”
Lu Jiu arrived near this ancient ruin and saw a stone tablet standing nearby with the words “Netherworld Death Land” written on it.
The old bald man said that this place was the site of a Taoist lineage from ancient times.
Later generations, however, regarded this place as a forbidden zone where strangers were not allowed to enter.
As far as the eye can see, this ruin is desolate, deathly silent, with countless withered and decaying trees, and bare, eerie mountain peaks.
As Lu Jiu went deeper inside, he saw the ruins of some buildings. If he were to reconstruct these buildings in his mind, a magnificent and imposing scene would appear in his mind.
However, when my thoughts returned to reality, all I saw was an endless, deathly silence, a chilling stillness, like an endless despair with no hope in sight!