Chapter 37 The Creation of the Corpse Immortal
Yang He saw through Tonggui that the resentment in the coffin had almost become reality.
Boom, boom, boom.
The knocking made the lake surface ripple.
Taiyi Zhenren did not seal the coffin, it was simply that the corpse could not be born, causing the corpse's resentment to continue to accumulate.
When the cover is lifted, what evil spirits will be born?
Yang He couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you mean that the corpse immortal was created in the coffin?"
Master Taiyi picked at the gap between his teeth with his fingernails and said while lying down: "Do you still remember that I helped you get started in spiritual practice? The coffin is the same as the alchemy furnace. You only need to get into it to be reborn."
Can it be the same?
Yang He's scalp was numb, but he also realized that this move might involve a permanent character. Perhaps the creation of the Corpse Immortal was the reward for completing the allusion.
It seems that the creation of the Corpse Immortal is not to accommodate ghosts, but to transform the body through the corpse.
The Taoist boy was originally half human and half ghost, but this time he was afraid that he would become completely different from a human being.
"Disciple, please stop hesitating. The body in the coffin was originally sent to Lingjiu Mountain, but I am not sure when Ran Deng will come to return to creation."
"Well, remember to stay away from the disciples of Lingjiu Mountain when you encounter them in the future."
Master Taiyi didn't wait for Yang He to speak, took out the spiritual talisman and put it on Yang He's chest.
"This is a water-avoiding talisman that allows you to breathe freely in the water."
"Don't forget to say hello to your senior brother. After all, Creation is his body during his lifetime. After giving it to you, you can be considered brothers."
A chill ran down Yang He's spine, Nezha was still a fetus.
greet?
Don't get angry and raise the ashes of your junior brother.
Taiyi Zhenren noticed the copper coin sword on Yang He's waist. The sword's blade was already pitted and the red rope was almost torn off by Empress Sanshan.
The third hand directly touched the copper coin sword.
"What rubbish? I don't know who made it."
"Master, this disciple only has this magical weapon to protect himself."
Taiyi Zhenren picked up a strand of black hair and wrapped it around the copper coin sword, "Go with peace of mind, I will help you refine it. Although it cannot become a magic weapon, it can give you a little more spirituality."
"Thank you, Master."
Yang He let out a long sigh, then jumped into the clear lake.
The lake water has been replaced by black hair, but the biting chill has not diminished. The black hair is wrapped around Yang He's limbs and neck like a living thing.
The sun fire sizzled.
The ghost hand stretched out, grabbed a handful of large pills and stuffed them into Yang He's mouth.
Groups of ghosts swarmed after seeing Yang He, but just as they showed their malicious intent, they were pierced by Mrs. Yin's black hair one by one.
Yang He took out a Zigui Eye and carried it with him, then continued deep into Qinghu Lake.
"Damn it, I have to lose half my life even if I don't die."
He gritted his teeth, a few spots of corpse appeared on his skin, and the tip of his tongue was full of blood. He pushed aside the black hair and moved closer to the fleshy fetus.
The lone boat was right above the fleshy fetus, and after a while, the dim light came into view.
The two Yin ladies swam around the fleshy fetus. When they saw Yang He, they did not stop him and even used their black hair to help him tidy up his clothes.
Gulu.
The flesh fetus makes a sound.
Yang He swallowed. Only at a close distance can he feel the terrifying oppression caused by the flesh fetus. Even Mrs. Yin was not so appalling.
Countless lotus-root arms pointed at Yang He, and the fleshy fetuses rolled at the bottom of the lake.
"I've met my senior...senior brother!"
Yang He ignored the black hair that got into his mouth and said quickly: "Junior brother is Yang He, the second generation disciple of Jinguang Cave in Qianyuan Mountain. I have long heard that senior brother Nezha is brave and brave. It is better to meet him if he is famous."
The flesh fetus did not respond, but quickly crawled to Yang He. Mrs. Yin gently opened the path for Nezha.
Yang He did not move, and there was no trace of anything strange in his eyes as he looked directly at the flesh fetus.
Although curious, it is still within the scope of cognition.
Gulu.
The lotus root arm stretched out towards Yang He, and as soon as it came into contact with the flesh, it turned blue and purple, the sun fire became dim, and almost life was cut off. Yang He endured the severe pain and swallowed the large pill, then took out ten more pills and handed them to the fetus.
The flesh fetus hesitated for a few breaths and took it, and countless lotus-root arms began to compete for the big tonic pill, giving people the feeling of being an unborn baby.
Yang Hesheng was afraid that the flesh fetus would accidentally kill him, "Senior Brother Nezha, since I have taken away your body, I will share the grudge for your death. I will repay you in the future."
Click.
As soon as Yang He finished speaking, the flesh fetus stopped playing around, and their lotus-root arms clenched into fists together.
The black hair swept away like water waves.
Yang He staggered and flew out, and then saw the flesh fetus returning to its original position, continuing to reshape the flesh body with each breath.
He hesitated slightly, wondering what Nezha's attitude was.
At this time, the black hair sent a lotus root arm in front of Yang He.
【Unformed Alien Arm】
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[The Yin object derived from Nezha's reshaping of the body is far from perfect in quality and can be used to refine the Yin weapon "Corpse Puppet". 】
The strange arm has restrained Yin energy and looks like an ordinary baby's arm, but the spirit ghost inside Yang He is extremely excited by it.
Yang He chuckled. The alien arms can be used to fill the ghost hand [with flesh and blood], and the potential ghost meets the five conditions for promotion to the evil ghost.
The next step is to build the bones, grow the meridians and wrap the skin.
Yang He's mind moved slightly, and the alien arm quietly disappeared into the ghost's hand. It was just a temporary grafting, and it still needs hard work and practice.
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, once I say something, it's hard to follow up."
Yang He actually just said that behind Li Jing was the Ran Deng Taoist. In the original work, Nezha wanted to beat his own father to death as soon as he was resurrected.
As a result, Taoist Ran Deng appeared and accepted Li Jing as his disciple, and also gave the pagoda to subdue Nezha.
This is where "recognizing the pagoda as his father" comes from. As long as Li Jing's pagoda dares to leave his hands, Nezha will kill his father immediately without hesitation.
"Haha, the man is here and the tower is here, Galen's true form."
Yang He secretly complained a few words, and then swam hard to the coffin.
Dabudan was swallowed down the throat for free, the Yang fire surged, the organs were facing collapse again, and pus and blood flowed out of the mouth and nose.
Mrs. Yin seemed to be inspired by Nezha, and the black hair took the initiative to promote Yang He.
After a while, the dilapidated coffin could be seen. The wooden structure was riddled with holes, but it did not fall apart.
Li Feng and others were wrapped in black hair, but they did not suffer any damage.
Boom!
Yang He's head swelled, and a thin crack appeared in his skull.
Boom!
The ribs on Yang He's chest were broken.
He did not retreat to a safe distance, grabbed his black hair and crawled towards the coffin, his bones gradually shattered into slag during the knocking.
With his abnormal physique of half human and half ghost, anyone would have been dead.
Yang He's limbs were paralyzed, and he relied on ghost hands to support him moving forward.
"Hmm."
Yang He pulled with all his strength and finally came to the coffin. The knocking stopped, but he could feel the corpse getting ready to go.
The corpse hates everything and wants to kill all living things.
Why was he unable to be born in such pain, why was Nezha able to reshape his body as one body, and why he had to suffer the torture of eternal damnation.
Why! Why ah ah! ! !
The ghost hand showed his middle finger.
Yang He grinned and murmured: "I know you want to be born..."
"So here I am."
The corpse couldn't help but pause, and then the ghost hand opened a corner of the cover, stuffed Yang He directly inside, and then closed it again.
(End of chapter)