Chapter 44 Wherever you hide, Nezha will be there
Yang He groaned, and the skin began to snatch the yin energy from Tonggui.
However, the two ghosts could not restrain themselves from turning into ghosts.
The three Yang Fires decreased sharply.
His breathing became weak. If no countermeasures were taken, Miao Zhu, the vest, might end up dying again.
Yang He tried several inner alchemy techniques but ended in failure. He accidentally activated the three-heart method of blood refining and used the skin bag as a vagina to refine.
"Eh? Is there a show?!"
The Blood Refining Three Hearts Method is a crude weapon refining method, but it is particularly effective for skin bags.
The transformation of the skin into a ghost was interrupted and began to transform into the evil vagina. However, the blood was depleted at a speed visible to the naked eye, causing the heartbeat to beat like a drum.
Yang He also used this to find out the information about Skinny Ghost.
【Painted Skin Ghost】
[Ghosts who suffered the torture of skinning during their lifetime and were born with resentment clinging to their skins will constantly look for living people to peel off their skins. 】
"Cough cough cough."
Yang He couldn't help coughing repeatedly, his mouth was dry due to excessive blood loss.
Unlike the Taoist boy who decomposes his immortal body, Miao Zhu is just an ordinary mortal after all, and cannot bear the three ghosts roaring inside his body.
Miaoyin didn't feel surprised to see Yang He escape from the burning, but she was just a little regretful.
"Yang He, what a pity."
"I don't know whether your luck is good or bad. You were lucky enough to survive being burned, but you failed to become a living immortal. From now on, you can serve the living immortals like me."
Yang He asked hoarsely: "What is a living immortal?"
"Yang He, you don't understand when you first entered the temple. Immortality is a living immortal. It is an immortal worshiped by our Wuguang Temple for generations. Many outsiders covet it, but they have never been contaminated by it."
Miaoyin took a pill for Yang He, and the power of the medicine suppressed the injury.
"Each temple priest only has one chance to be burned at the stake, hey."
He ignored Yang He and turned his attention to the other temple ministers. After all, there were still seven or eight people struggling.
Yang He glanced at Xuan Zhao outside the door and tentatively drew the Yin energy from the outside into his body.
Since Xuan Zhao had no reaction, Yang He no longer hesitated. Not long after, Tong Gui used the remnants of the fire torture to derive the first Yin vein.
The skin and vagina were successfully refined.
【Skin Vestment】
[The low-grade yin weapon refined by Yang He was originally a painted-skinned ghost who was about to be born, so the resentment lingered. After wearing it, it can cover up the yin energy, but it also needs to withstand the erosion of resentment at all times. 】
Yang He noticed that the skin vest only has a thin layer on the body. Even if it is removed, it will not turn into a skinned person with exposed flesh and blood, but the skin will inevitably be dark and covered with scars.
He was half-sitting with his back against the wall, with the pupil ghost around. The shortcomings of the skin-bodied robe were not obvious, and there was only a faint coldness wandering between his organs.
Yang He remained calm and watched as the temple blessings turned into charred corpses one after another and were burned alive.
Miaoyin looked solemn, as she had not seen the birth of the living immortal for a long time.
"It's impossible. There should be at least one or two living immortals. If there are no living immortals to suppress the East Palace, something big will happen sooner or later."
"I'm afraid that if I don't wait until Shi Nu arrives, Wuguang Temple will suffer disaster."
Yang He had spiritual vision and sharp five senses. He could hear the murmur of wonderful sounds, and he suddenly felt that Wuguang Temple looked like a pill.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
There is daylight coming out of the horizon.
Something strange suddenly happened in the hall, Miaoyin's chest rose and fell violently, and two charred corpses were seen sitting cross-legged in a meditating posture and no longer moving.
There was a flicker of fire between the brows of the charred corpse, which looked like auspiciousness from heaven in the eyes of others.
Yang He felt strange and inexplicable.
There is a ghost face sealed inside each of the two charred corpses, which is far less terrifying than the body of Elder Xuan Zhao, but the living immortality has already begun to appear.
Yang He suspected that Wuguang Temple was a ghost-raising place for a certain immortal from Jiejiao. In my impression, Jiejiao adheres to the principle of teaching without discrimination, and its disciples have done many immoral things. Killing dozens of people is indeed considered merciless.
"Yang He, help me wipe the dirt off the surface of the living immortal."
"Okay."
Yang He's injuries no longer affected his movements. He used his robe to wipe off the dirt little by little, but the skin exposed was of bronze texture.
His expression was astonished. A living person turned into a statue of a god overnight.
"Yang He, living immortals are like this. They only come back to life in the middle of the night. You see, Elder Xuanzhao has also turned into a god."
The Xuanzhao outside the door is motionless facing the rising sun, and it also has a bronze texture.
The Xuanzhao treasure is solemn, and there is an unconcealable gloominess in its movements. At this time, the morning sun is rising, and the living immortals in the background are like the reincarnation of the Buddha.
Yang He's clothes couldn't help but be soaked with cold sweat.
How terrifying will it be after the statue of Nuwa is consecrated?
Yang He's scalp was numb, and he faced the horror of the ghost in the stone. What is a festival to pray for the people? I'm afraid that a group of demons will dance wildly!
He secretly regretted that he should have gotten more lies from Li Feng.
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Maybe we can figure out the plot direction of the weird version of Fengshen Yanyi.
"Come here!"
Miaoyin called a dozen temple priests and asked them to carry the living immortals to various temples, and repeatedly warned them to keep the living immortals free from dirt.
Yang He discovered that most temple priests had never experienced the baptism of fire.
After seeing his appearance, the ordinary temple Zhu all behaved respectfully, and even obeyed Miaoyin's words, as if the latter represented a living immortal.
"Yang He, come with me. From now on, you will live in the wing of the east hall."
Miaoyin explained: "Ordinary temple blessings can only lead to death when they come into contact with living immortals. Only waiters like you and me can communicate with them."
"But you have to remember, don't go out at night unless absolutely necessary."
Yang He swallowed, "Can living immortals hurt people?"
"More than just hurting people."
Miaoyin said no more and continued: "There are seven waiters in Wuguang Temple. It doesn't matter if you don't leave the temple. Yang He, you can ask the temple Zhu to get food for you at any time."
While they were talking, the two of them had arrived at the palace to the east.
The doors and windows of the palace are closed.
Yang He saw through the pupil ghost that there were two to three hundred living immortals with ferocious faces in the hall.
All the living immortals are sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform. Among them, more than a dozen living immortals are covered with rivets and seem to be forcibly fixed on the lotus platform with chisels.
"It's usually fine. When the living immortal wakes up, he just practices in the temple."
Miaoyin stopped in front of a separate house, "You can live here until the stone statue of Nuwa is delivered."
Yang He nodded, naturally happy to see it.
The pupil ghost is only three Yin veins away from the weak ghost's perfection. With the rich Yin energy of the allusion world, it should not take long to reach it.
Yang He pushed open the door of the wing room, and there were some ordinary furnishings in the room.
"That's right."
Miaoyin added: "Recently, Mrs. Yin from Chentangguan will rest at Wuguang Temple for a few days, and I heard that there are Taoists from Qianyuan Mountain traveling with her."
"Yang He, be careful not to offend the children of the Xian family."
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Yang He's expression was gloomy and uncertain. Sure enough, the world of allusions could not always be without incident, and Nezha could not stay peacefully in his stomach.
He could already foresee how much trouble was coming.
"Practice."
"Anyway, I have made enough money from this performance."
(End of chapter)