Chapter 29 The stillborn Nezha
Yang He looked around the yamen, and saw almost all familiar faces. He even saw the corpse of a Taoist priest covered in white cloth in the corner.
The dark wind blew, and a corner of the white cloth was lifted.
The Jianghu Taoist died in a very miserable state, with only a thin layer of human skin left on his body, his neck was strangled by red silk, and his limbs continued to carry the coffin.
Song Kuo hurriedly covered himself with a white cloth, but what he was talking about was the long river.
Yang He felt that the characters he played were also flesh and blood, and even the allusion world was probably three thousand years ago in the main world.
Will the traces I left in the allusions affect the main world?
Boom!
There was a dull knocking sound inside the coffin.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically. Magistrate Qian muttered at a loss, but he did not dare to ask Yang He, so he had to pray to the gods and pray to the Buddha.
Li Feng was afraid that Yang He would not understand the reason, so he quickly explained: "Every time the Third Young Master wakes up, he will knock as an omen."
Yang He's face was expressionless, and the ghost eyes between his eyebrows were always absorbing the yin energy.
"Speaking of which, how could a broken locust wood cover suppress Nezha for so long?"
An indescribable thought came to his mind and he asked himself.
"It's dystocia."
"What?" Li Feng couldn't help being stunned when he heard Yang He's murmur.
Yang He didn't reply. When he saw the coffin for the first time, he felt that Nezha was like a baby about to give birth in the palace.
Yang He walked up to Li Feng and lowered his voice: "Master Li, I have a very important question. You can answer it selectively."
He then added: "It's about your life and mine, and it's also about our senior brother."
Li Feng hesitated for a while, nodded and said: "Taoist Yang, I will definitely say everything you want."
"How is the Third Young Master's... biological mother?"
Yang He's voice was so soft that no one else could hear it, and Li Feng's pupils shrank. It was obvious that the question touched on the secrets of Chentangguan.
Li Feng hesitated for a long time, and did not speak until Yang He shook his head and planned to continue practicing.
"Daozhang Yang didn't know that the third son's biological mother had been dead for a long time, and Mrs. Yin died two years after she was pregnant."
Yang He raised his eyebrows, no wonder Mrs. Yin turned into a fierce ghost.
In the original work, Mrs. Yin was pregnant for three years and six months before giving birth to Nezha. In the world of allusions, it is possible that Mrs. Yin was already a corpse before giving birth.
It is taboo for a female corpse to give birth to a baby!
"It is said that the reason why the pregnancy lasted for two or three years in the original work was because the chess pieces arranged by Chanjiao could not be born in advance before the conferring of gods."
"The weird version of Fengshen Yanyi is really evil!!"
Yang He couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts. He looked at the coffin in the backyard. In a moment, there were two or three more knocks, and the Yin energy surged around him.
He could feel Nezha's pain, the pain caused by not being able to be born.
"Wu Hong."
"The villain is here."
Wu Hong was slightly uneasy, but more of he was respectful.
"Wu Hong, I believe you can see that the Yamen is not safe, and Cailian Town is full of monsters and demons. What are your plans?"
When everyone heard about the current situation in Cailian Town, they realized that there was no way out.
Wu Hong said in fear: "Master Immortal, how can this villain have any plans? You have saved my life. If there is anyone who can help you, just give me your orders."
Yang He looked at Li Feng, who said simply: "Taoist Master Yang, we will do our best to cooperate with the Third Young Master."
"Wu Hong, are you familiar with the route to and from Qinghu?"
"Familiar."
"Master Li, can you send two officers and soldiers to accompany Wu Hong to Qinghu?"
Yang He explained: "Changes in Cailian Town are likely to occur in Qinghu. Once something happens, we will find a way to notify us."
"Okay."
Li Feng started arranging candidates, and eventually a total of three officers and soldiers would follow Wu Hong, one of whom even had some cultivation.
They hurriedly packed up their things and left immediately.
Yang He was unsure, but he knew that the allusion had reached its most critical moment. If he was not careful, Cailian Town would fall. "I'm afraid Taiyi Zhenren doesn't care about life and death in the world at all."
When Yang He saw the corpse of the Taoist Jianghu, he suddenly realized that once Cailian Town fell, Guifou would completely fall into a dead end, and the difficulty of the allusion world would directly become ten deaths and no life.
Even if you keep playing the role, you will almost certainly die suddenly as soon as you enter the world of allusions.
"I hope it's just worry."
After Yang Lili cleared his thoughts, he became more and more unscrupulous in his practice. The massive amount of Yin Qi that Nezha had accumulated due to dystocia was wasted if not used for Qi refining.
Well, it's a little dangerous at most.
Even if the Taoist boy's vest is broken, he still has to seize the opportunity.
Yang He sat in front of the backyard in a grand manner.
The yin energy in the coffin is constantly overflowing, causing the yin energy in front of the door to be the strongest. Practicing qi refining practice will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.
Tonggui's second Yin vein began to grow little by little.
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The potential ghost lacks the ability to raise ghosts, and the efficiency of absorbing yin energy is extremely low. It didn't take long for the pupil ghost to faintly suppress the potential ghost.
Li Feng couldn't help but feel horrified when he saw Yang He's state.
He can sense whether Yang Qi is strong or not. As a result, since Yang He refined his Qi, the latter's Yang Qi has weakened at a visible rate to the naked eye.
"Huh?"
Li Feng took a few steps back and saw spots of corpse appearing on Yang He's face.
"Daozhang Yang, are you okay!!"
Yang He opened his cloudy eyes and reached out to wipe away the blood flowing from his facial features.
"Is something wrong?"
He threw two large tonic pills into his mouth, and the Yang Fire was rekindled, and the characteristics of corpse transformation suddenly disappeared. Corpse smell? There is clearly only the scent of medicine!
There was bitterness on the tip of Li Feng's tongue. Could it be that he was ignorant?
Maybe this is how the disciples of the Immortal family practice? Otherwise, if Yang He could not reach the acquired realm, how could he be able to achieve his immortal body, and his talent would be no less than that of the Third Young Master.
Boom boom.
The pounding intensified.
Yang He was satisfied and turned to Li Feng again, "Master Li, is there any method for refining artifacts in Chentangguan?"
Li Feng was stunned and didn't understand why Yang He asked such a question, "The method of raising weapons in the army is relatively simple and only relies on blood refining."
He belatedly realized that not long after Yang He entered Qianyuan Mountain, he was probably spotted by Master Taiyi when he went out. No wonder his cultivation level was not high.
"It doesn't matter."
Li Feng said resolutely: "Okay, since Taoist Yang doesn't dislike it, I won't keep it anymore."
"This method is called Blood Refining Three Hearts. It can refine the magic weapon through the blood of the heart for a long time, so that the magic weapon is related to the mind."
Li Feng told the story meticulously, while others deliberately stayed away from the two of them.
Yang Heduo had doubts and asked questions from time to time. Li Feng did not hide anything. After all, there was no need to turn Qianyuan Mountain against him.
Li Feng was secretly surprised that Yang He had already understood the method in half an hour.
"Thank you, Master Li. I have memorized the three methods of refining blood."
Yang He closed his eyes and studied the method deeply. The content was indeed not profound.
He opened a wound in his palm, then held the copper coin sword, focusing on the stinging pain from the wound, and slowly refined the yin instrument.
The copper coin sword buzzed, and blood gradually seeped into each copper coin.
Yang He couldn't control a sword, but using Yin Qi to protect the copper coin sword was not a big problem. At least it could make up for the copper coin sword's tendency to fall apart.
At the same time, he has not stopped practicing, and the second Yin channel is about to take shape.
Boom, boom, boom.
The continuous tapping became extremely rapid.
(End of chapter)