Chapter 34 "Ghost Flower" completed?
Yang Heneng could clearly feel that the coffin was becoming restless, not because of Empress Sanshan, but because Nezha noticed that Mrs. Yin was approaching.
【Spiritual vision: 38.6 points】
The spiritual vision increased sharply, and the peeps from the Empress of Sanshan stared at Yang He.
Yang He looked around and saw lotus-rooted arms on the ground blocking their path, and Empress Sanshan was probably hiding among them.
Tonggui opened his eyes and noticed that the Yin Qi emanating from Lotus Root's arm was extremely disordered.
"Empress Sanshan seems to be... seriously injured?"
Yang He played the role of a lotus root picker for the first time. He had been in contact with the Empress of Sanshan before, and the ghost's aura in his impression was far less weak than it is now.
"It should be Mrs. Yin who caused it. Empress Sanshan has suffered heavy losses."
"Erlang~~"
Empress Sanshan's call sounded again, and Yang He felt itchy all over his body.
With a glance from the corner of his eye, he noticed that lotus seeds were taking root and sprouting in his skin, and he realized that he had fallen into the trap of Empress Sanshan.
puff.
A tingling pain arose on my shoulder, and suddenly lotus buds sprouted.
Yang He received feedback from Tonggui that a third ghost broke into his body, but he couldn't find where the real body of Empress Sanshan was hidden.
The rest of the officers and soldiers were not affected by the Three Mountain Empress. For them, the evil spirits disappeared after just calling a few times.
Yang He calmed down and thought about the pros and cons.
Li Feng saw some clues, "Daozhang Yang, we should be only a few steps away from Qinghu. As long as we can contact Taiyi Immortal Lord..."
He was also at the end of his strength, even if he abandoned his coffin, he was unable to face the Three Mountain Empress.
"Empress Sanshan will not let me get close to Qinghu."
Yang He looked towards the mountain road and tried to take a step forward. As a result, severe pain came from his organs and the lotus roots had begun to penetrate into his bone marrow.
He realized that Empress Sanshan wanted to escape from Qinghu.
Evil ghosts also have the instinct to avoid disasters. They knew that staying where they were would lead to death, so they chose to hide in the body of a young Taoist boy.
Yang He licked his lips and a bold idea came to his mind.
Anyway, it doesn't matter if he dies in the world of allusions. At most, Ghost Fuyu will be in a dead end, and the gains from this move may be able to make up for the losses.
"Li Feng."
Yang He was not polite and swallowed ten large tonic pills again.
"You continue to hold the coffin, and be sure not to look directly at Qinghu Lake. As for me...hehe, I plan to meet Empress Sanshan for a while.
Yang He's yang fire surged, which not only did not slow down the growth of the lotus roots, but caused the buds on the shoulders to sprout and form flower buds.
He turned around and left, and the Sanshan Empress in his body no longer behaved like a demon.
"Taoist Yang!"
Yang He jumped up, then held the copper coin sword in his arms to protect his vitals as much as possible, and rolled down the muddy hillside.
He was covered in bruises, and he felt as if several of his ribs were broken when he landed on the ground.
But Yang He didn't panic at all.
Empress Sanshan didn’t expect that Yang He would be so desperate.
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
There was no chance of another young child of similar age in the barren mountains. If the Empress of Sanshan wanted to escape Mrs. Yin, she could only hope that Yang He would make it down the mountain alive.
Poof.
Lotus flowers were growing all over Yang He, but his smile became more and more unbridled.
He hit the boulder in the mountain. At the moment when he was approaching, several pairs of slender hands took the initiative to act as flesh pads, and the sound of broken bones could be heard.
"I found you!"
Yang He narrowed his eyes, and the pupil ghost locked on a root at the waist. Not surprisingly, the root was the real body of Empress Sanshan.
He remained calm, noticing that the area was already covered with black hair.
In the distant forest, a tall woman was slowly climbing up the mountain. This was the cause of the rain within a hundred miles.
The Yin Qi swept over like ocean waves, covering the vegetation, mountains and rocks with black hair.
The strength of Mrs. Yin's second incarnation is slightly inferior, but it still has the level of a fierce ghost, but the sense of oppression is not as terrifying as before.
Empress Sanshan’s movement stopped abruptly. Yang He controlled his body and rolled towards the mountain road. Empress Sanshan used a dozen pairs of arms to barely pull Yang He to a relatively flat open space.
"Erlang~~"
"Wait~Wait~~"
Yang He raised the corners of his mouth and raised his middle finger. Regardless of Empress Sanshan's threats, he stood up and limped towards Mrs. Yin.
Empress Sanshan had no choice but to remain dormant.
Yang He suppressed his distracting thoughts and controlled the pupil ghost to appear behind his head. At the same time, the ghost hand attached to the flesh was ready to attack.
Mrs. Yin came a thousand meters away and ignored Yang He's intention.
Yang He looked back and said, "It stands to reason that the coffin has almost been delivered to Qinghu. I don't know if the condition for the completion of Ghost Furui is Nezha's resurrection."
He took a deep breath and no longer resisted the erosion of Yin Qi. The large tonic pills he had taken previously had been exhausted, and the Yang fire was extinguished little by little.
The vitality of the internal organs began to be cut off, and the characteristics of zombies spread to the whole body.
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Empress Sanshan did not understand the situation and found out that Yang He was about to die. She was afraid that Mrs. Yin would notice, so she restrained herself even more urgently.
"Death!"
Yang He raised his copper coin sword and stabbed straight at the roots.
Empress Sanshan was in a dilemma. Once Yang He disemboweled her, she would be exposed in front of Mrs. Yin, so she had to extend her arms to block her.
Sizzle.
As soon as his arm came into contact with the copper coin sword, the hundreds of copper coins were overwhelmed, and the two red ropes almost broke. Fortunately, Yang He had tempered the yin weapon before.
Yang He didn't expect the copper coin sword to work either.
The ghost hand turned into half virtual and half real and sank into his body. He grabbed the lotus roots and tried hard to pull out the Three Mountain Empress.
It was at the moment when Empress Sanshan revealed her aura.
Mrs. Yin stopped where she was.
Empress Sanshan was frightened to death because two weak ghosts had the upper hand. Yang He used the opportunity to cut off their exposed arms with a copper coin sword.
"Ahhhh!!"
In the piercing scream, Yang He completely suppressed the Sanshan Empress.
Immediately, the ghost began to throb, allowing the lotus roots to burrow into the flesh. After a while, the roots replaced the blood vessels, and the ghost's hands became alive.
Yang He's expression was subtle, Taiyi Zhenren mentioned that powerful ghosts need [grafting] to practice.
He was like a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, and he had integrated the Three Mountain Empress into the ghost hand. The potential ghost is now equivalent to the first Yin vein derived from the pupil ghost.
"It's true, I'm really a genius. I'm just around the corner to become an immortal."
"It's a pity that I am a Taoist boy. I don't know if I can complete the allusion in the future. It stands to reason that the coffin has been sent to Qinghu."
Yang He's pupils trembled as he saw Mrs. Yin hugging her already cold body.
Then place it gently on the stone beside the road.
Yang He lost consciousness and watched Mrs. Yin submerged in the drizzle.
[The allusion "Ghost Flower" has been completed, whether to generate a permanent character]
"It seems that there is nothing wrong with Nezha's resurrection, but Master Taiyi has just gotten the coffin, right? Why so fast?"
"OK."
Yang He closed his eyes and waited to return to the main world.
I also long for the so-called permanent role.
"Huh?!"
Yang He opened his eyes, and the world around him was still filled with black hair and allusions. The prompts on the panel did not return with him.
"Hey hey hey."
"Disciple, what is your name?"
"No matter."
"Quick, come up and meet my master!!"
(End of chapter)