Zhou Lin chanted non-stop, and posthumously sealed Zhou Bai's posthumous sealing of the ancestors of the five temples and many other ancestors, and comforted the spirits of the underground.

In general, with Wellingbo as the core, he takes care of the affairs of the underworld and feeds back the blessings of the underworld.

At the beginning of the country, luck was losing all the time, so except for the closest father who gave him the title of earl, the rest of the ancestors were only basic seals.

For example, the ancestors of Xiucai who could be ranked in the main hall of the family ancestral hall before were each a captain, and they were posthumously awarded official titles ranging from seven to nine grades according to the size of their merits.

But even so, compared to other countries now, Zhou Bai is also generous.

The Zhou family of the Hongni Township has only been established for a hundred years, and he can basically take care of it all over the country.

The edict of Bojun, who was posthumously sealed to the ancestors, was burned by Zhou Bai himself in the brazier, and turned into a thin layer of ash, and the four characters of the Anbei National Seal were clearly visible on it.

The incense was thick, a gust of wind blew, and the ashes disappeared.

The clansmen were still silently reciting family precepts and prayers, but Zhou Bai had already looked at the underground underworld and turned into ashes, and at this time it had turned into a bright golden light.

The golden light was very conspicuous in the cold and dark underworld, piercing the sky with extraordinary power, and countless ghosts were restless.

Many of the ghosts who were woken up let out a sharp roar of unwillingness, but from their empty ghost eyes, it was clear that they were yearning and envious.

"The pursuit of the sun, why is it not my ......"

"Woo woo, I'm not reconciled, the days of this underworld are too bitter, where is the reincarnation!"

"Catch up, and a new blessed land will be born!"

"Future generations can't glorify their ancestors, so I'll go and grab the light of these lucky people......"

Many ghosts who have just entered the underworld don't understand the madness of the "predecessors", they just instinctively feel that the golden light is the yearning of all the ghosts.

Gradually, where the golden light passed, more and more ghosts gathered behind it......

In an ordinary decayed village, there are a lot of ghosts who keep their sanity in life and want to huddle together for warmth.

Just like the underworld village where Zhou Bai's dead parents lived, in the first few decades, it could still maintain its "vitality", and the villagers went back and forth to farm, exchanged ideas, and maintained their habits of work and rest before their deaths.

But with the passage of time, many villagers ran out of life, and before they could reincarnate, their souls were scattered, and the village gradually became deserted.

No one wants to keep order alive anymore, and everything is cold, boring, and gray like most of the underworld......

Passing by the ghost males, they would not want to go to such a village, because from the outside, it looks like a dead mound, dead and silent.

However, this time, when the golden light edict was about to pass through the village, the dead silence in the village was broken, and some villagers who felt that there was no hope of waiting for death gathered again.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, the last time we met was ten years ago, and there are a lot of old faces, alas." A middle-aged ghost creature wearing a long robe and a trace of aura in his soul was the first to speak.

"Zhou boy, I'm afraid you're going to end up for us old things." In front of the middle-aged ghost, an elderly ghost creature with a leaning body and a nearly transparent soul responded and sighed.

In the past ten years, in order not to consume soul power, they have tried to gather and move around as much as possible, and there are almost no opportunities to speak, and now someone can be regarded as opening the villagers' conversation box.

"Yes, Lao Zhou, you were young when you died, and you were still a talent, if you can be blessed with a ray of aura, you will definitely be able to carry it for a little longer."

"It's just this kind of hopeless day, and I don't know whether it is luck or torture to survive."

"Hey, old man, don't be jealous of Zhou Zhengxin, you want me to see that he has at least one Jiazi in Yin Shou."

It turned out that the middle-aged ghost named Zhou Zhengyan was the last villager to come to the village, and it was also one of the better conditions among the ghosts that were still alive.

When he died, his soul had not yet aged, and he had more longevity than ordinary old people, and his fame was blessed by a ray of spiritual light, even if he lived in the dark underworld, he would not be easily driven crazy.

However, Zhou Zhengyan was because of the aura in his soul, and he clearly remembered the reason why everyone gathered this time, which was nothing more than the sound of whistling in the distant sky, and looking at the past, it was a rare golden light in the dark and dark underworld.

"The younger generation has only been dead for thirty years, and I don't know all the secrets of the underworld, I don't know if you know what the golden light rushed over from the sky?"

"That thing seems to have a strong attraction to ghosts like us in the afterlife?" Zhou Zhengyan looked at the dozens of village neighbors in the center of the village, bowed his hands, and asked tentatively.

He didn't think he would know more than anyone else, in the underworld, there were no books to provide knowledge, and most of the time the unknown was judged by experience.

Seeing that Zhou Zhengyan is so polite, a few old ghosts will not hide anything.

They would rather hide in the hut in the village and wait for death, rather than go outside to fight with the ghosts and males to survive, which is enough to show that the goodness in human nature has never been extinguished.

"That golden light should be the power of the yang world." Someone immediately spoke, but was a little unsure.

"It's an edict from the yang world, isn't it whose family has a big official and posthumously seals the ancestors?"

"Hey, what kind of official's chase is so big?"

At this time, the golden light approached the village more and more, and the evil qi dissipated everywhere it passed, and a group of ghosts howled in all directions.

In the end, it was the old man whose soul body was almost transparent, and the yin life was approaching, and he said loudly: "This kind of Weihe golden light, the old man saw it when he first died and came to the underworld. ”

Immediately, the eyes of all the villagers looked at the old man, which made him feel a lot more comfortable.

"There are living people posthumously crowning the ancestor as a knight, I happened to be nearby at the time, and the viscount's seal is ten miles within a radius of the underworld, and it seems that it is still the Dingzhou Lu family."

"That scene, tsk. Although I am not the Lu family who was enshrined, just the golden light for a moment also made me have a trace of luck, and my soul body is much stronger. ”

The old man's explanation made the ghosts suddenly realize that it was a knight.

This is so that they can only envy, but dare not think that the descendants of the Yang world can earn a knighthood for them.

Zhou Zhengyan is the same, although the luck of the Zhou family has increased compared to before when he died, it is still far away from the county hao, let alone the shadow of the dead.

Of course, over the years, he obviously felt that the incense he obtained was very vigorous, and his yin life was extended.

But that's all, even if the family is promoted to the county hao, it is impossible for him to get a branch of the posthumous seal.

"Hey, I said you, don't you live here just looking forward to hope?"

"Although the old man only has half a moon of yin life left, he still thinks about the legendary reincarnation in the world, and thinks about the yang world to have an edict."

"It's not impossible, you all know that there has been a sudden increase in new ghosts over the years, that is, Daxu has been in chaos, and the world is full of heroes, and future generations will not have the opportunity to earn a shadow."

Seeing that the ghosts were not in a high mood and their desire to survive was weak, the old ghost immediately preached.

No, the preaching was effective, and the demons held a little insignificant covetousness, looking at the golden light that was getting closer and closer, praying that the next time it would stop on their heads.

I don't know if it's sincerity or what, the golden light that was about to fly through the village really stopped, and came straight to the ghosts.

The domineering and strong coercion made them unable to resist at all, and they knelt down one after another.

As if seeing the obedience of the ghosts, the golden light converged its might, and then slowly spread out, making a humming sound.

"The current patriarch Zhou Bai established the Anbei Bo Kingdom, and glorified the ancestors...... There is Zhou Zhengyan, who had meritorious service in the clan during his lifetime, and his virtue was not lost, and he was posthumously awarded the title of Jiupin Wu Cavalry Captain, and he was allowed to enter the blessed land. ”

Did the Zhou family patriarch build a country? Isn't Zhou Zhengyan me?

Under the strong shock, Zhou Zheng trembled and bowed to receive the order: "The minister Zhou Zhengyan bowed to thank the monarch, and the owner of the Qingshan branch vein Zhou Zhengyan thanked the patriarch!" ”

At this time, the ghosts saw the golden light suspended above their heads, which was a golden silk edict covered with the seal of Anbei State, on which Zhou Zhengyan, the military cavalry captain, was very conspicuous.

After Zhou Zhengyan received the order to thank him, the edict immediately covered him, making the spiritual light in his soul soar, and also left a coordinate in his mind.

Stop~

After the edict was announced, the golden silk edict did not stop, and it still turned into a golden light and galloped away in one direction, as if to find the next target.

"Congratulations, congratulations, the descendants will glorify their ancestors, and grace will come!"

"Jiupin Martial Cavalry Captain, with this famous amulate, ordinary evil ghosts dare not disturb you."

"There has really been a big change in the yang world, when Zhengyan first came to the village, he told us that the Zhou family he was born in was just a villager."

When Jin Guang left, the villagers immediately began to congratulate them, and they were also stained just now, so they had a better attitude towards Zhou Zhengyan.

Originally, the ghost of an old man with a transparent soul and weak energy was obviously in a lot of spirits at this time.

immediately congratulated Zhou Zhengyan, and then his temperament changed suddenly, and he said: "The Yang world is a country, and the Yin world has feedback, the dynasty builds the Dragon Court, and ordinary countries should build a blessed Yin Court." ”

"Zhou Wuqi, if the edict gives you guidance, you should get on the road quickly, and the new life of the blessed land will be besieged by a group of ghosts."

Zhou Zhengyan had just been sealed, and his mood was not yet stable, but when he heard the old man's reminder, he suddenly calmed down.

The old man's demeanor and the secret knowledge he knew, he couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Ge, have you ever been an official?" ”

Old man Ge seemed to know what Zhou Zhengyan was thinking, shook his head and said, "I read a few more books before I was alive, and I followed a ghost male for a few years after my death. ”

Zhou Zhengyan bowed slightly, looked around at the villagers, and said loudly: "Everyone, I will go to the Yin Court of Anbei Kingdom to serve, and the blessed land will be reborn, and all kinds of waste will be rebuilt." ”

"Even if you don't have the talent of Mr. Ge, you still need people who cultivate the blessed land and yin fields......"

The sense of urgency in his heart did not go, Zhou Zhengyan did not delay any longer, and left according to the coordinates in his mind.

All the villagers were on the road together, and Old Man Ge told them that when Jinguang passed by, the village was afraid of being attacked by ghost tides.

On this day, the golden light crisscrossed the underworld, gathering the Zhou people who had not fallen for a hundred years, and most of them only left the coordinates of the blessed land and a bit of protection.

Only a few people have received knighthoods like Zhou Zhengyan, and there are even more few, and the golden light edict is directly from the ancestral mansion spiritual realm.

Now the ancestral spirits of the Zhou Spiritual Domain will be the core figures who preside over the blessed land, and Wei Lingbo is directly the monarch of the Anbei Yin Court.

The underworld is very large, and in the unknown empty plain, the golden light edict released several ancestral spirits, and then burrowed into the underworld.

Before they could speak, the earthquake trembled, and all the five miles within a radius were according to the rules of the underworld, generating the blessed land of Anbei.

The golden light spread outward from under Wellingberg's feet, and all the evil qi in its path dissipated.

A castle resembling the rules of the city of Ando rose from the ground, with palaces and houses, and beyond the castle was a plain that could be cultivated.

Wellingber seemed to be aware of Zhou Bai's gaze, and showed a smile of relief and pride, all this was the glory that his son brought him.

I don't know how long it took, the Zhou clansmen in the underworld arrived one after another, gathered inside and outside the palace, and waited for Wellingbo to speak.

bustling, Zhou Zhengyan was surprised to find that he was not the only one who brought people over, and some of his clan even brought a lot of ghost pawns.

Also, those who can survive for a long time in the underworld, except for him hiding in a deserted village, can only take refuge in a ghost town ruled by the ghost king, or gather troops to fight.

At this time, the voice of Weihe came from the hall, and all the ghosts waited solemnly, and the standing rules were a little chaotic, but they were generally based on their titles and strength.

"Anbei Yin Court, stand!"

Wellingberg's voice seemed to have triggered some rules, and a trace of white gas suddenly appeared within a radius of five miles, and the barren plains appeared with life, which was completely different from the underworld outside.

Looking up again, a thin barrier of golden light rose up, already protecting the area within a radius of five miles.

"With the help of my son Anbeibo, I set up this Anbei Yin Court today, and I hope you will work together to guard this blessed land, which is a major event for the clan and the country!"

"The blessed land is newly established, and it will meet the impact of the ghost tide, if you survive this catastrophe, there will soon be rules to protect it, and ordinary ghosts will not find out where the blessed land is."

"Your performance in this battle will determine your subsequent positions in the Netherworld......"

After Wellingberg's words, many of the Yin Spirits who entered the blessed land were excited, they couldn't get ahead in life, and it would be good if they could achieve something after death.

Zhou Bai sensed the general strength of these yin spirits, his brows furrowed slightly, and he felt that there was a bit of a rabble, or the Zhou clan was not enough.

It's just a mere ghost tide, and with an edict, hundreds of heroic spirits in the Martyrs' Shrine Spirit Domain immediately raised troops to support.

In addition, there is also the Divine Court, and the gods of the three counties who can pass through the underworld have been ordered to go to the Anbei Yin Court.

Three days after the Yang Dynasty, the golden light of the blessed land of Anbei Yin Court was still the same, and the original ghost tide naturally dissipated.

The fields outside the city are busy farming, the city is guarded, and the ghosts come and go in an orderly manner; On the top of the main hall, hundreds of civil and military officials are divided, and Wei Lingbo is honored.

With the support of the Heroic Spirit Army and the gods, the subordinates who died with Zhou Bai before also joined the Netherworld in the middle of the battle, and the blessed land at this time seemed to have formed a basic system.

The follow-up Zhou clan and those who have contributed to the country will have the qualifications to enter the blessed land, and will no longer be reduced to a lonely ghost and a wild ghost.

Yin and Yang are connected, and the wisps of Yin and Fu are fed back to the Yang world, enriching the foundation of Anbei's luck bit by bit.

The Anbei Kingdom has established a system of yin and yang, and it has been fighting steadily, and other forces have not stopped for half a minute.

On October 5, Lü Ding was called Dingxibo, and established the Dingxi Kingdom with the land of the three counties of Dingxi.

The pillar of heaven is seven zhang high, inheriting Huangde, on the day of the founding of the country, there is a vision of the dragon.

On October 9th, the Marquis Lei Haomiao issued an edict to establish the Dingguo, sacrificed to the heavens and called the Marquis, and recognized Daxu as the suzerain.

The pillar of heaven is seven zhang high, Cheng Chide, on the day of the founding of the country, there is a vision of the sun halo.