Deng Chanyu no longer followed up on the disappearance of Yuan Futong, and instructed Lu Pan to stop looking into it as well, not to investigate any further.
Investigating the power structure of the Underworld took her a little over half a day, and she kept thinking about her opportunities.
Deng Chanyu shook her shoulders, relying on a large amount of merit now practicing up to the 11th level of Ba Nan Xuan Gong. She transformed into the appearance of Ji Jie and then borrowed Ji Jie's flower sedan and paper attendants to carry it, going alone after the ghost servant she had previously released.
"Be careful with your safety," Ji Jie reminded her again.
Deng Chanyu patted her on the shoulder, using a bit too much force and lifting the beautiful woman's shoulder high and low, causing Ji Jie to purse her lips in pain.
"You go easy on me, I'm quite tired," she said with a hint of injustice in her voice: "I was boiling soup for my mother-in-law last night, and now all I want is to lie down."
Deng Chanyu pointed to her biceps and spoke with a serious tone typical of an elder: "You still have this old habit. At just a few years old, you can't stay up all night. What will you do in the future? You still need to exercise!"
"Get out of here! Hurry up and leave!"
The previous incarnation of Ping Xin Niang Niang was the ancestor goddess Dou Sheng of the Shamanic tribe.
Hou Tu transformed into the wheel of reincarnation and, with some surviving members of the shamanic tribe, established the afterlife realm.
The current situation of the afterlife realm and Deng's family are somewhat similar, that is, there are too many martial-minded warriors who can fight, while there are too few officials who are good at managing government affairs!
There are as many barbarian warriors from the Shamanic tribe as you can find, each of them powerful enough to ride on their arms and stand on their fists. At the sound of a command, they pick up their axes and choppers and charge forward without a moment's hesitation. Yet when it comes to accounting and establishing an effective system, these heroes have to step aside.
There are no talents with such abilities in the afterlife realm. The reason why the Ten Courts of Yama look so fierce and terrifying is because they only possess that fierce and terrifying essence.
After managing the afterlife realm for so many years, Ping Xin Niang Niang still failed to sort out all the affairs there, so she simply chose to lie down and invited Western cultural experts to take over "business" management.
Currently, only one cultural person has arrived, and Dizang opens literacy classes every day to gradually accumulate the cultural foundation of the afterlife realm in preparation for a protracted battle with Bodhi.
Correspondingly, the order in the afterlife realm is utterly chaotic. Deng Chanyu sitting in Ji Jie's sedan, along the way, sees constant cycles of killing caused by a glance or a trivial dispute.
When she previously used the Chu Guang Li Yi Yi Jing to sweep away her enemies, she specifically left two ghosts unkilled, hoping to trace the backstabbers' lair. However, the two ghosts were too weak and had already disappeared by the time she found them.
Fortunately, Ji Jie's red sedan was quite distinctive in this area. Not long after she was wandering around aimlessly, another team of soldiers led by a Mara warrior and their ghost soldiers stormed in and kidnapped her.
Are these guys part of the same group as the ones before? To be honest, she can't tell. Anyway, all the male Maras are ugly beyond description, and she hasn't seen the supposedly beautiful female Maras yet. So she lifts the side curtain of the sedan and asks a ghost soldier with a sullen look.
"Hey, who sent you to grab me?"
The ghost soldier looked at her with impatience: "I can't tell you that!"
Fairly honest, Deng Chanyu nodded silently, "Well, then I'll ask you..."
Before she finished her sentence, the ghost soldier sneered and roared angrily: "Stop talking to me, you ugly monster!"
Deng Chanyu: "??"
She was taken aback for a moment. Although she was now portraying Ji Jie's appearance, she couldn't help but feel confused. Despite the fact that the seductive charm that Ji Jie embodied was something she couldn't mimic, her appearance was definitely acceptable.
How could she be considered ugly? Is that even your eyes?
She looked at the other ghosts and the few Maras within her line of sight and noticed that they all shared the same expression, one of agreement with the ghost soldier's words, thinking that "Su Daji" was very ugly.
Deng Chanyu restored her original appearance: "How does it look now?"
The ghost soldier looked at her with a hint of distaste: "It's slightly more palatable than before."
Deng Chanyu was completely bewildered. Shit, what's going on here? This doesn't seem like someone from Dizang's side. Dizang's subordinates aren't this delusional.
As she couldn't get any useful information, she simply sat quietly in the sedan, closed her eyes, and rested.
The timing isn't right for cultivation, but she can use this opportunity to organize what she has learned.
The Taoist sect, or the future Daoist sect, places too much emphasis on talent and individual spiritual resolve. There are countless Taoist classics, which must be fully understood and mastered. Only then can one find their own path through this process.
As per Laozi's saying, true Dao cannot be described through language. It can only be experienced and understood through intuition.
The Tao described in the scriptures is someone else's understanding of Dao, which can only be used as a reference. It cannot be copied verbatim.
In the Western religion, sages distill a few slogans from the Great Dao. It's fine if one doesn't understand them; everyone can recite them together as a form of practice. If reciting a hundred times isn't enough, then a thousand, ten thousand, or even a hundred million times. The saying goes, "Read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become apparent." One day, there will be an instant enlightenment, and in one moment of sudden realization.
The Taoist sect has very high standards for practitioners. Even the Supreme Lord only chooses the best among the best and still produces several failures in the end. It's because, "leading someone to the door is easy, but cultivating and becoming enlightened is difficult." The difficulty lies in both entrance and cultivation.
San Qing also emphasizes "wonderful and mysterious, the gate of all wisdom," but they focus more on "wonderful" instead. Nuwa's "Mysterious True Scriptures" emphasize "marvelous," more focused on change, making it even more challenging.
The fact that the original Deng Chanyu could make it onto the List of the Deified means several things. The Heavenly Palace does not harbor idlers. How many ordinary people and immortals died in the God's Battle? With so many people competing for the 365 positions on the List of Deified, how intense was the competition? Her ability to become a Star Lord of Liang He (a title on the List) means she has both ability and talent.
With the existence of the Phoenix avatar, her innate talent has been elevated greatly. However, studying Nüwa's "Mysterious True Scriptures" is still not easy. She often has to "review and learn anew," re-examining the knowledge she has already acquired.
The Maras are familiar with the terrain and can run at great speeds. They leap over two sets of shadow mountains, cross a wide river, and finally enter a ghost city via the sedan.
"Su Daji, come out quickly!"
"I've heard that Su Daji is the world's ugliest woman, I wonder how ugly she will be?"
"It should be even uglier than the most unattractive woman in our Raksha state, Su Daji, come out!"
A group of Maras were shouting angrily outside the sedan.
Is there an opportunity here? What's wrong with these guys?
Regardless of whether the words are directed at her or not, Deng Chanyu's anger flares up as she's being called an ugly woman and unattractive.
She suppressed her anger and scanned her surroundings with her spiritual awareness.
Last time when she went to Emei Mountain to obtain the Nanying Lixue Sword, her intuitive feeling was very strong, as if she couldn't go, she would lose an important item. Now? To be honest, there's absolutely no feeling at all.
Has the opportunity not appeared yet?
Deng Chanyu pulled back the curtain and walked out boldly.
