Starting as a God-Emperor by Intercepting Destiny

0047 I am your personal god

who are you?

Shouldn't Mother respond to me?

Does this mean I have another little sister?

Zhao Jing's face twitched slightly, but he couldn't help but scrutinize the girl in front of him.

This woman has a slender figure and wears a long dress in a multi-colored moon hue with an elegant bamboo pattern, resembling a cool and aloof green bamboo.

She had an oval face, fair skin, and long, white hair styled in a bun, resembling a young woman's attire, yet she exuded a youthful charm.

She was like a young lady raised in a scholarly family, yet also like a mountain sprite, possessing an indescribable quirky charm.

A very contradictory temperament.

Zhao Jing could only discern some resemblance to a mother in her features, but found it difficult to recognize her as his mother.

"Who are you?"

The girl covered her mouth and smiled:

"Brother Jing, I am your sister."

"Does Brother Jing not recognize me anymore?"

"to be honest!"

Zhao Jing frowned. Time was precious right now, and he didn't have time to chat with the girl.

The Holy Seal directly communicates with the Blood God, condensing into numerous blood crows.

If you don't tell the truth, you'll suffer the consequences at the hands of the Blood Raven.

"stop!"

"Brother Jing, really."

The girl seemed somewhat unhappy:

"Mother clearly said that Brother Jing is very kind and gentle."

"It was all a lie."

"hurry up!"

Zhao Jing made a gesture, and the Blood Raven seemed about to pounce on the girl.

The girl quickly explained:

"I am Chao Xi!"

"My mother knew long ago that going against the will of Heaven would inevitably lead to an early death."

"So Mother sealed away the profound energy and nurtured the deity."

"Only by using the national ceremony as nourishment can Chao Xi be successfully born."

"I am Brother Jing, a god among men."

Zhao Jing was still puzzled:

"etc."

"Are deities so easily formed?"

No matter how strong Mother is, she is only a mystic, at most reaching the level of a saint.

Above the saints are the Dharma Kings, and even the Dharma Kings dare not claim that they can create gods.

Chao Xi was beaming with pride:

"Because I am the spirit of my brother alone, I can only receive offerings from Brother Jing."

"Other deities are difficult to establish because they receive offerings from all people and respond to all people."

"And I only respond to Brother Jing's prayers."

"Besides, this is an imperial mausoleum. Even a small amount here would be enough for other families to hold sacrifices for hundreds of years."

understood.

Generally speaking, prominent families, and even moderately well-off families, will hold ancestral worship ceremonies.

After the ancestors receive offerings, they can also protect their descendants and play a role in this.

For example, if there is danger to the family, ancestors may appear in dreams to warn them.

However, compared to the royal family, these are all too weak.

The Crown Princess didn't need to protect her entire family; her only wish before her death was for Zhao Jing.

With the immense profound energy of the imperial mausoleum, even though Chao Xi didn't consume much, he still transformed into a deity.

In Journey to the West, even rats that steal Buddha's sesame oil can become spirits.

The same applies to Chao Xi.

She is a deity created by the Crown Princess, who is stealing the mystical energy from the imperial tomb.

Of course, she also conforms to the laws of the Imperial Mausoleum Formation.

Absorb faith and bless the descendants of the Zhao family.

However, she was special; she only protected Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing's tone softened considerably:

"Zhao Xi, what are your skills?"

"My brother needs help now."

The situation was urgent, and Zhao Jing needed to contact his ancestors as soon as possible.

If I can't contact my mother, having a younger sister would be fine too.

As a result, Chao Xi's eyes darted around, and he was drenched in sweat.

"I can chat with Brother Jing."

"If Brother Jing doesn't have the mark, he can still... he can still protect your health."

"Of course, you still need to see a doctor when you're sick."

May Jing-gege recover soon.

Chao Xi couldn't help but put her hands together in prayer.

You useless thing.

Zhao Jing should have realized this long ago.

A person's spirit is bound to be incredibly weak!

Deities attain enlightenment through incense offerings.

The amount of incense offerings determines the upper limit of a deity's status.

A family's ancestral rites cannot produce terrestrial deities, except for royalty.

The core conflict between the Yuwen family and the eldest princess was inevitably the struggle over the issue of family ancestral rites.

Why do the lineages of each family surpass the ancestors of the major clans in terms of ability?

Because they opened up many avenues to attract worshippers from all over the world.

Whether it is the Buddha or the Taoist master, as long as they believe in the doctrine and burn incense, they are disciples.

As the saying goes, "Man fights for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense."

The only thing capable of suppressing the doctrines of all major religions was the imperial family.

Because the royal family was responsible for state sacrifices, with the incense offerings from all the people of the land to the court being used to support their ancestors.

Conversely, the Crown Princess poured her last efforts into creating a deity for one person, enjoying the incense offerings of only one person.

That would be incredibly weak.

This perfectly aligns with the laws of metaphysics.

Zhao Jing gave him a look of disgust.

Does Mom want to give me a chatbot?

I'm not afraid of being lonely.

Chao Xi immediately bristled:

"What kind of look is that!"

"It's clearly Jing-gege's fault."

"My mother said you promised her that you would marry many wives, have a hundred children, and then come to offer sacrifices."

"There was no result at all; I didn't receive much incense offering."

"Only during national ceremonies, when there is a memorial service for Brother Jing, can we eat a little more."

"You still look down on me now!"

"As long as Brother Jing has more wives, more children, and more family members, I will definitely become stronger."

"I am a deity who was born specifically to take care of Brother Jing."

Chao Xi is a bit of a chatterbox.

She was born after the Crown Princess passed away, but she had been waiting for Zhao Jing to activate her spiritual light.

If Zhao Jing had not cultivated mystical arts, he might not have seen his mother's legacy until he had descendants and followed Zhao Wei to offer incense.

Now that he has become the priest, he can communicate with the gods through the ritual.

So after holding it in for two years, she naturally had to say a few more words.

"Okay, okay, I don't dislike you."

"You are my sister."

Zhao Jing quickly comforted Chao Xi.

Although the two are not related by blood, since it is the mother's keepsake, it should be taken good care of.

Chao Xi then revealed a satisfied expression:

"That's more like it."

"They didn't throw a tantrum on purpose."

"It's very useful as the spirit of Brother Jing."

"With me here, I will bless Brother Jing to marry many, many wives."

Zhao Jing was somewhat amused and exasperated.

"Yes, Chao Xi is very useful."

"Your brother doesn't dislike you."

Chao Xi looked happy:

"Then, Brother Jing, you must come and chat often in the future."

"Oh, right, I can also steal some Xuan energy and give it to Brother Jing."

"Here you go, catch it!"

Chao Xi was like a mouse stealing oil from the Buddha's lamp, trying hard to gnaw a little bit of profound energy from the imperial tomb and send it to Zhao Jing.

and many more.

You can steal Xuan power?

Wouldn't that help me replenish my Xuan energy?

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing quickly pressed for an answer:

"Chao Xi, then you can definitely stay here."

"what?"

"How is this possible?"

Chao Xi quickly shook her head:

"Brother Jing has already mastered profound arts. Even if he wanted to abandon them and start over, I... I still couldn't defeat the others."

Chao Xi couldn't even beat Maitreya Buddha, the Blood God, or the Grass God, let alone the Grass God.

Zhao Jing smiled immediately:

"Chao Xi, don't worry."

"This is a Möbius strip; they can't hit you. At worst, you can just cut it into three pieces."

The Möbius strip has the property that if it is cut into thirds, it will become a large ring containing a smaller ring.

As long as Zhao Jing is willing to cut, there will always be room for more gods.

"Is this...is this even okay?"

Chao Xi couldn't understand this characteristic at all, so Zhao Jing immediately activated the Holy Seal, smiled, and said:

Would your brother lie to you?

Chao Xi saw the blood crow and the Buddha's light, two completely conflicting forces, coexisting harmoniously on this special imprint.

Amazing!

Chao Xi's eyes widened:

"Brother Jing is so amazing!"

"Then stay."

"good!"

Chao Xi quickly provided the corresponding holy mark, which was composed of compassionate light.

Frail, yet gentle.

Zhao Jing could feel his mother's presence.

She seemed to be saying:

"Jing'er, may you live a peaceful and joyful life."

Despite the weak power of the Holy Mark, Zhao Jing still carefully controlled it and cautiously fused it with the Holy Seal.

hum!

Under Zhao Jing's manipulation, the three different deities formed a large ring containing a smaller one.

It transformed from two dragons vying for a pearl into a three-legged stand.

Both the Blood God and Maitreya Buddha can bring powerful mystical arts.

Morning sun has a special function.

"Brother Jing, watch my skills."

To prove her abilities, Chao Xi began to transfer Xuan energy from the imperial tomb.

It was like a small stream, nourishing Zhao Jing's sea of ​​consciousness.

Compared to most mystical practitioners, who can only rely on meditation, prayer, and other means to replenish their mystical power.

He now has a personal deity who helps replenish his profound energy.

So this was Mother's real purpose.

The Crown Princess understood that Zhao Jing lacked martial talent, and even if he consumed the Mystic Pearl, he would most likely cultivate through mystical arts.

With Chao Xi by my side, this path may be more secure.

Zhao Jing felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and then apologized:

"Chao Xi, I was wrong just now."

"With you here, I will be even more powerful."

"I will accept your praise without hesitation."

Chao Xi beamed with joy.

She had been lonely for a long time, waiting for her brother to arrive.

After sensing the changes in his own mystical arts, Zhao Jing couldn't help but speak:

"Chao Xi, there's one more thing I need your help with."

Chao Xi immediately replied:

"Brother, please give me your orders."

"I am my brother's personal god."

We serve you alone.

Zhao Jing took a deep breath:

"I want to see my ancestors."

"Because of my aunt's rebellion, the family is in danger of being destroyed."

"Where are our ancestors now?"

Chao Xi, however, showed a strange expression:

"Brother, what are you saying?"

"They've always been there."

"If you don't believe me, just look!"

Chao Xi infused a small amount of profound energy, and the world in Zhao Jing's eyes immediately changed.

The emperors of each dynasty were always near the mausoleum.

They watched Zhao Jing in silence.