Chapter 50: Chapter 45: First Glimpse of Cultivation, Four Realms to Immortality

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The people of Dragon Country were all furious.

Maggots in the gutter trying to see the sunlight?

Dream on!

Especially the smokers and netizens of Dragon Country, they were even more uncontrollably angry!

Do you really think I smoke cigarettes?

They’re the bullets to protect the nation and the family!

Within the blink of an eye, countless Dragon Country People transformed into keyboard warriors and joined this battle.

It even felt unsatisfying to just battle domestically, so under the call of enthusiastic youth, countless usernames orderly marched to foreign websites, like locusts crossing the border, without knowing how many servers they brought down.

As for what happened next, Ning An knew nothing.

After receiving the reward from the system, the system panel did not disappear, but instead cleared to reveal a mysterious blue void.

“Walt?”

Just as Ning An was puzzled, a yellow dust flew out from inside.

The situation occurred suddenly, and Ning An couldn’t help but tightly close his eyes.

When he opened them again, there was already an old man with white hair emitting a faint golden color and semitransparent standing before him.

Ning An was not afraid either, after all, he is the host of the system, how could the system kill him!

Running the cultivation technique, Ning An carefully observed the old man who appeared out of thin air, vaguely seeing merits imbued on him, yet at the same time carrying some ominous aura, the aura not leaking out yet giving a sense of majestic solidity.

But in the next second, this feeling vanished instantly.

“Young master, today this old servant is your Guardian.”

Looking at the original celestial-like old man suddenly becoming a bit flattering, Ning An nearly didn’t react and was stunned immediately:

“Old sir, who are you?”

The old man wasn’t in a hurry, stroked his beard and smiled saying: “This humble spirit is none other than the local Earth God.”

“Earth, Earth God!”

Ning An was really shocked this time.

Once again circling around the old man, Ning An said with a shocked expression: “In this world, there really are gods? But hold on, if there really are gods, why can’t satellites find them?”

Earth God heard this, smiled but didn’t answer, simply shook his head gently.

Ning An instantly understood, this wasn’t something he should know yet.

All high emotional intelligence, no need to perseverate on one question.

Immediately, Ning An rubbed his hands slightly, switching to another very important question:

“Earth God, my humble self seeks your guidance on what cultivation is?”

“The cultivation path begins with Qi, as discussed by mortals about Spiritual Qi, Immortal Qi, no more than these.

The earth’s veins, the breath of living creatures, all arise from Qi; the myriad divine abilities all transform from Qi, inhaling and exhaling, beginning the cycle of heaven…”

Earth God’s lips slightly moved, and suddenly a trace of rosy light descended from the sky, like sweet rain falling upon the world.

“May I further inquire, Earth God, into the divisions of realms on the cultivation path?”

Upon hearing this question, Earth God nodded with satisfaction and directly began speaking:

“From mortal to immortal, the path involves refining essence and Qi, Qi refining and divinity transformation, divinity returning to emptiness, and blending emptiness with the Dao – four minor realms, each corresponding to different…”

Earth God spoke very detailedly, starting from subtleties, every word a gem, deepening from shallow, dissects the grand cultivation path he knows thoroughly.

Opposite, Ning An listened joyfully, reflecting upon his own cultivation path, absorbed as if intoxicated.

After an unknown amount of time, only hearing Earth God gently urging: “Young master, we should proceed to meet Emperor Fengdu.”

Ah!

Almost forgot the main business!

Ning An barely came back from sudden enlightenment, after all, compared with his foster father Emperor Fengdu, the little improvement now seems somewhat lackluster.

“Earth God, how do we get to the Underworld?”

Ning An showed a respectful demeanor, actively asking.

Since the system brought out an Earth God, surely it’s for him to lead the way to the Underworld.

Although in mythical stories Earth God is often used as cannon fodder, it depends on who compares.

He, Ning An, is currently just a mortal, and Earth God at least is a god listed in divine records, despite calling him young master, the necessary respect should be given.

A small unremarkable sophistication of human relationships.

Indeed.

Earth God, looking at Ning An with utmost polite demeanor, couldn’t help but laugh more brightly:

“Young master, just hold the old servant’s hand.”

Ning An hesitated not, reached out and grasped it.

Just as he grasped it.

The environment suddenly changed.

A strange floral fragrance mixed with faint bloody scent wafted over, making Ning An frown instinctively but soon relax.

It was Earth God slightly opening his aura, enveloping Ning An inside.

Just that inadvertent moment of pressure gave Ning An a crushed sense of life level being ground down.

Focusing on the surrounding environment, just one look and it was different from usual.

Looking up, no dome can be seen, everywhere vast, black mist swirling, wisps of chill being inhaled and exhaled, the whole world shrouded in eeriness.

Not far away, there was a towering mountain, but it had a somewhat peculiar shape.

It rather looked like a formation imitating natural phenomena, with four large characters, red to the point of purple, in its center…

Earth God chuckled joyfully and pointed: “Netherworld, here we are.”

Looking at this scene, Ning An couldn’t help but sigh secretly:

What a place suitable for checking in!

Seeing the smooth and delicate interface, Ning An indeed wanted to engrave a few phrases like “Grand Ancestor Ning was here” on it.

Fortunately, this underworld and the mortal realm are separated by different interfaces, otherwise facing such a good place for checking in, there would be waves after waves of tourists with various marker pens and small scrapers.

But truth be told, seeing the Underworld at first glance, he couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

The Underworld depiction in the 86 version of Journey to the West deeply influenced people, he couldn’t help but imagine how the Underworld would look.

Emperor Fengdu presiding above, Diting monitoring all four directions below, with Lady Houtu overseeing reincarnation from behind, Ten Great Yama stationed within, Seventy-four Yin Divisions administering all!

Not saying it’s tidy, but it should be orderly.

But now having arrived at the Underworld, Ning An saw no trace of order, calling it desolate wouldn’t be an exaggeration; even the gaps where black mist surges, rotten evil ghosts crawling within could be seen.

This scene, don’t even mention the 86 version of Journey to the West, truly filmed it, it would be stuck at the audit stage.

Beyond Boundary Monument Mountain, the figures of the two continued advancing at light-speed, the further away from the edge of the underworld, the less black mist, opening up the views.

But what left Ning An a bit disappointed was, even as he looked around, he didn’t see the legendary Beyond-the-World Flower, a bit regrettable.

Indeed.

Going to a scenic spot, missing a famous attraction is disrespectful to the journey!

As they sped through, it could be observed, countless crystalline points of light also swiftly moving, orderly towards a certain place.

Watching this scene akin to the starry sky, Ning An couldn’t help but curiously ask:

“What is this?”

“These are souls of reincarnation, summoned by the underworld’s reincarnation, heading to the Three Lives Bridge.”

Earth God seemed to notice Ning An’s intense curiosity, held back his laughter and said:

“Young master, if you wish to see, we can go over and have a look, it’s no bother.”

“Not a problem?”

“Hahaha, not a problem.”

“Then, let’s go and have a look, just a glance…”

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