Chapter 150: The Three Sons of Heaven and Earth
The world, Xu’s house.

Gu Qingyuan released a point of gold from his palm, and the gold extended downwards, one became two, two became four, and in a blink of an eye, a vein diagram of connected gold stars was formed, covering the entire secret room.

He casually clicked on one of the stars below the main star, and the information appeared: Thunder Department, in charge of the birth and death of all things, punishing rebels and traitors, and exorcising evil spirits. Assisting the Water Department in raising clouds and rain, clearing away turbidity and clearing the water, and carrying out the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Decision.

Another star was clicked: Fire Department, responsible for engineering construction, casting of magic tools and weapons, etc. Assisting Thunder Department and Water Department in raising clouds and rain, clearing away turbidity and cleansing the earth, nurturing all things, clearing the turbid and the subtle, supervising the good and evil in the world, and executing the Heavenly Punishment and Fire Decision.

Returning from the underworld, Gu Qingyuan had just caught a glimpse of the corner of the heaven in this world. However, there were no Three Pure Ones or Five Imperial Lords in this heaven. There was only one common master of the heaven, whose Shinto name was 'The Supreme God of the Immortal Palace', also known as the Immortal Lord or the Emperor of Heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven sits high, with eight main gods under him. The upper four are thunder, fire, plague and fighting; the lower four are earth, Xuantan, water and war. They divide the stars into groups, the three mountains and five peaks, the gods who bring rain and clouds, the gods of good and evil, as well as the mountain gods of the human world. The gods of various places only serve as the lowest-level officials, and there are too many of them to count. The underworld is also divided out to be in charge of guiding people in reincarnation.

Each department has its own division of labor, but their powers overlap. They control and restrict each other, which forms the huge and bloated system of heavenly gods.

Gu Qingyuan looked at the diagram of the true scriptures that was dotted with golden stars, and couldn't help but think in his heart: I don't know how deep this immortal's cultivation is, but he does have some profound skills in political scheming and imperial rule.

If there were no unrest among the immortals and gods, and there were few casualties, and countless mortal monks ascended to heaven and were listed in the immortal class and entered the heaven, they would naturally receive the title of god, enjoy the immortal salary, and eat incense, which made the heaven system more and more huge. There was only so much power, and with one more person, some power would naturally have to be divided out. However, the Immortal Lord was able to let all the immortals perform their duties, sit high in the sky, and the throne was stable. His political skills were evident.

Gu Qingyuan disrupted the True Spirit Position Chart from top to bottom. The upper part turned into clear air and floated up, while the lower part turned into turbid air and fell down, leaving only the golden star in the middle.

"Heaven, Hell, and the human world." He said as he looked at the clear and turbid scene with a golden star across it.

With an extended hand, a red lotus fell into the turbid air of the underworld, revealing the appearance of a cave spring. Ghost soldiers gathered, flags were unfurled, a shining star dotted into the pure air, a statue of a god sat firmly on a high platform, and faintly there were prayers from all the people.

Another black and white chess piece was introduced into the human world. A monk was holding a Zen stick, moving forward firmly, while a young man in armor was rushing around the world. The two of them had an entangled aura, and there was a hint of murderous intent, and endless blood was brewing.

'After three chess moves, the outcome is still uncertain.'

Gu Qingyuan said silently. He made many preparations, but he was not fighting with the immortals and Buddhas, but fighting with the heavens behind them. Although the energy level of this world was low, it had its own mysteries.

Heaven has its own rules, and earth has its own regulations. The immortals, Buddhas, and emperors of heaven sit firmly on high seats and receive divine duties, but they have to act in accordance with the rules of heaven. Although they look down on the human world, they are like puppets. It is easy to destroy an immortal or a Buddha, but it is difficult to break the rules of heaven.

All Gu Qingyuan's previous efforts to survive and seek the truth had been spent fighting for his life, but when he came to this world, he set his sights on heaven and earth, not caring about temporary gains and losses, only to rebuild the world.

"If I can destroy the so-called heavenly rules, perhaps I can get a glimpse of the mysteries of heaven and earth and achieve my golden elixir."

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyuan couldn't help but smile: "Fighting against the sky, the fun is endless."

"It's just that there are still some things to be sorted out in the human world."

Gu Qingyuan watched the Red Lotus God Statue and the black and white chess pieces disrupt the True Spirit Position Chart and then disappear. The figure in the secret room suddenly disappeared. Fengdu County, Dangzi Mountain.

Gu Qingyuan stood still and stamped his feet slightly: "The land sees me."

As Tianxian called out, after waiting for a moment, a person emerged from the ground.

But he was not the short and fat man as Gu Qingyuan had imagined, but a middle-aged man with a short beard, holding a peach wood staff.

"Yuan Jingchun, the local deity of Fengdu County, pays homage to the Immortal." The local deity bowed, feeling somewhat frightened. He did not come here voluntarily, but was restrained by a powerful magical power when he heard the immortal's voice.

Seeing that the spell to bind the gods was effective, Gu Qingyuan nodded and said, "No need to be so formal. I am just a mortal cultivator and I don't hold any divine office. I asked the God of Fortune to come here to inquire about something."

"If you have any questions, please feel free to ask," said Yuan Jingchun.

"I have traveled thousands of miles and passed through thousands of mountains. Although the place is full of fairy air and spiritual energy, there are few mountain gods and earth gods. Does God of Fortune know the reason?" Gu Qingyuan asked.

Yuan Jingchun sighed, "You don't know, Immortal. Most of us mountain gods and earth gods are incense gods. Our powers are all transformed by incense. In our previous lives, we were not practitioners. We might have been good people in a county, well-known for our virtues, or we might have been good generals and ministers. We completed our careers, and after our deaths, we were ordained, enshrined by the imperial court, and worshipped by the people. That's how we became incense gods."

"We are considered to be in the immortal class, enjoying the immortal salary of the Heavenly Court and the support of the imperial court. Every year, we receive some copper coins for incense offerings. A thousand years ago, a disaster cut off the connection between the earth and the sky, and the heaven and the earth were cut off. The Heavenly Court disappeared and the immortal salary was cut off. There were also changes in the Great Yan Dynasty, and the incense offerings decreased year by year.

It's OK without the incense, as there are still people offering sacrifices to the gods. But in places like those poor mountains and bad ridges, where there are few people, the gods can't make ends meet. If things go on like this, they will disappear from the world. I'm originally from Fengdu County, and the county annals also record that I have some connection with this place. I usually do good things for people, and help those who get lost in the mountains escape. I do some odd jobs, so I have some reputation."

"Mortals feel grateful to me and know that I am efficacious. They visit my land temple every now and then to pay their respects. This is how I retain some clarity of mind and avoid passing away like my colleagues."

Yuan Jingchun sighed after he finished speaking. Doing some chores also consumes divine power. How does divine power come from? It is nothing more than the incense. If you use a little, you will have less. But if you don't use divine power and don't show miracles, how can you attract people to worship? This increases and decreases. At the end of the year, you can only get enough food and clothing, and you can't accumulate much surplus. It's like walking on a thin rope. If one day you can't make ends meet, you will inevitably face a disaster.

"So that's how it is. The God of Fortune accumulates good deeds and virtues, so his worship will surely continue. I wonder if there is a god with a strong worship nearby?" Gu Qingyuan asked.

However, there is no powerful incense god in Linjiang City, but there is a giant Buddha in Jinguang Temple which is very popular. However, it is an empty shell, a manifestation of Buddha that only absorbs incense, and its real body is still isolated from the heaven!
Yuan Jingchun thought for a while and said, "I don't know about the mountain gods and the earth gods, but there is a city eight hundred miles northwest of here, called Jiwu City. There is a great god in the city. He controls the clouds and rain and regulates the weather, so he is very popular. He must have been an ancient man from several dynasties ago. He became enlightened one day and was listed among the immortals. I heard that he served in the Water Department. After the connection between the earth and the sky was broken, he fell into the mortal world. His deity is very different from a small god like me." He said with envy.

Gu Qingyuan had seen wild gods like Yang Taisui, ghosts from the underworld, and Buddha, but had never seen a real god with a name. After getting the news, he took out a string of incense and copper coins.

"Thank you Lord Ford for clearing up my doubts. I hope you will accept this small gift as a token of my gratitude."

"Oh, how can I do this?" Yuan Jingchun said as his hands moved involuntarily. His eyes were fixed on the string of copper coins. When he was about to get the coins, the immortal figure was nowhere to be found.

(End of this chapter)