Chapter 48 I, Yang He, the Corpse Immortal, make money
Taoist Master Qingfeng's pupils were shaking, and there was indeed a figure slowly approaching on the mountain road.
The figure seems to be only eleven or twelve years old, holding a copper coin sword. Judging from the appearance, he should be a member of the Taoist sect, but...
But the mountains are still closed to strangers. How could a Taoist boy appear here?
"Master, could it be..."
"Don't talk."
Taoist Master Qingfeng interrupted Mingshan's words, took out the magic talisman and put it between his eyebrows. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly glowed, becoming clearly visible in the thick fog.
Immediately afterwards, a shocking scene came into view.
The Taoist boy acted as if there was no one around, humming an unknown nursery rhyme. At least two to three hundred evil spirits were crawling beside him, stepping on them step by step. In front of him were human-headed ghosts hanging upside down from tree branches.
"He is not...a human being, and there is absolutely no way he is alive!!"
Taoist Master Qingfeng has been in Qianyuan Mountain for nearly 40 years. It was the first time he saw such a strange and inexplicable situation, and he couldn't help but panic for a moment.
The Taoist boy has arrived a hundred meters away.
Taoist Master Qingfeng took a breath of cold air, where is the Taoist boy? It's clearly a corpse! !
The Taoist boy had no yang energy in his body, his fangs were protruding, his pale skin was dotted with corpse spots, and his hair was the red color that only zombies have.
wrong.
Taoist Priest Qingfeng took a closer look and saw three blazing Yin Fires on the top of his head and on his shoulders. Could it be that they were the legendary Chidi Qianli...
Drought? ! !
Could it be the evil spirits caused by Mrs. Yin?
The Taoist boy stopped in front of the Wuguang Temple, and Taoist Master Qingfeng stepped back.
"Mingshan Mingshui, I will use the magic of paper horses to try to send you to the foot of the mountain. You must protect Mrs. Yin. As for whether you can survive, well, it depends on luck."
Ming Shui was too scared to reply, but Ming Shan noticed something strange.
"Master, could that person be a fellow disciple of Qianyuan Mountain?"
Taoist Master Qingfeng froze as he prepared to cast the spell. He thought of the rumors about Qianyuan Mountain. Although he did not know the names of the true disciples of Jinguangdong, almost everyone knew about the existence of Taoist Corpse Master.
The Taoist boy smiled, his corpse-like features slowly disappeared, three yin fires turned into yang fire, and his eyebrows opened with vertical eyes.
In an instant, the group of ghosts smelled the sweetness of Yang Qi and rushed towards the Taoist boy crazily.
"I'll lend you your eyes!"
The Taoist boy chuckled, held the copper coin sword in his ghost hand and came out from behind. As he stepped forward, he stabbed several times with precision.
He followed the trend and came to the area of Wuguang Temple. The ghosts roared but did not dare to pursue him.
Pus and blood dripped from the fingers of the ghost hand.
Amidst the evil screams, the Taoist boy took the eyeballs handed to him by the ghost hand and said, "Including the three obtained earlier, the number is enough."
"If promotion fails once, there will be many eyes outside the temple anyway."
Taoist Master Qingfeng looked at the Taoist boy. After he no longer maintained his body, Yang He looked like a handsome ordinary Taoist boy.
Mingshan swallowed and said, "Master, could it be the corpse Taoist from Jinguang Cave?"
Yang He noticed the skinned corpse in front of the main hall and knew that the situation was not optimistic, so he opened his mouth and spit out the Shoushan Stone Seal.
"Pindao Qianyuan Mountain Jinguang Cave True Biography Yang He."
"Come to Wuguang Temple to escort Master…Senior Brother to Chaoge City."
Yang He felt that Nezha was definitely above him in terms of status, and he might have to rely on Nezha in the future, so he called himself his junior disciple.
As soon as these words came out, the dignitaries wanted to bow to him.
Yang He was in the mountains when he entered the world of allusions, and almost got off to a bad start.
Fortunately, there is a corpse-decomposing immortal body. After corpse transformation, it will only take a few years of Yangshou. Now he is not even afraid of physical death and Taoism. At worst, he will waste his spiritual vision and resurrect.
Taoist Master Qingfeng had a strange expression, and he quickly greeted him after confirming that the handwriting carved on the seal was correct.
He found that Yang He's revealed cultivation level was no better than the acquired state, and that he was unable to achieve anything in the Wuguang Temple at the innate state. What was the difference between the acquired state and death?
Is it an eyesore?
The ghost hand controlled by Yang He is the body with three heads and six arms. The method of transforming into half human and half corpse is probably some kind of natural immortal body.
Taoist Master Qingfeng dispelled his doubts. With Yang He's qualifications, it can be said that Yang He is destined to become an immortal. If he is not a little sure, he will take risks, and Taiyi Immortal Master will not let his disciples do whatever they want. As expected of a corpse Taoist!
"Junior brother Qingfeng has seen his senior brother, clear mountains and clear waters, but he has not seen his uncle yet."
Taoist Master Qingfeng is only a registered disciple. Regardless of the depth of his cultivation or how long he has been a disciple, he will be called junior disciple when he meets the true disciples.
When Mingshan Mingshui saw Yang He, who was similar in age, he couldn't help but feel extremely friendly.
"Uncle!"
"Uncle."
Yang He knew that there was no time for small talk, otherwise he would really want to show the majesty of his elders.
He turned to look at Li Feng, "What do you call the general?"
Li Feng said slightly awkwardly: "Master Immortal, the last general Li Feng is from Chentangguan and has witnessed the power of Taiyi Immortal Lord..."
Yang He did not expect that Li Feng was also a talker when he was young, so he quickly interrupted, "Li Feng, you immediately organize everyone to go to the main hall, including temple blessings, and find the temple owner Miaoyin!"
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"Okay, I will do it right away."
Everyone seemed to have a backbone and poured into the main hall in an orderly manner.
"Junior Brother Qingfeng."
Yang He was not polite, "It's hard to tell whether a magic circle can be arranged in the main hall. It's hard to tell whether the immortals are real or not. It's best to deal with evil spirits for the time being."
"Junior brother carries the formation flag with him, and it only takes a moment to set it up."
"Hurry up."
Yang He narrowed his eyes, "I have a hunch that it... is going to kill people again."
Mingshan Mingshui shuddered. The corpses all died under their noses. Their relatives were beside them, but no one could notice that the Living Immortal had taken action.
Yang He walked into the main hall. In the center was a blackened statue of the god and various altars were placed.
"Come here!"
The two lieutenants quickly approached.
"Throw all the objects in the main hall outside without leaving any dead ends."
Yang He summoned Mingshan Mingshui again, and was about to let the two of them convey the rules of the movement of living immortals, when he suddenly heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground outside the door.
The smell of blood permeates the air.
Four corpses were stacked on top of each other, their skin had been peeled off, and they looked like they were dressed as officers and soldiers.
At this time, Taoist Master Qingfeng had arranged the twelve formation flags, incantations were revealed on the walls, and the main hall was shrouded in golden light, as if the danger had been isolated.
He obviously also knew the rules of living immortals. Without Yang He's reminder, he gathered the pilgrims together so that their sight could cover the main hall as much as possible.
"Master Immortal, Miaoyin has been found. Damn it, all the things worshiped in Wuguang Temple are evil spirits."
Li Feng carried Miaoyin and stepped into the hall. Behind him were more than a dozen officers and soldiers. Lao Miaozhu pointed at the corpse in front of the door and yelled like crazy.
"I have become an immortal! I have become an immortal!!"
The door was closed, and everything outside the palace became completely silent.
Li Feng gave Miaoyin a few slaps, and the latter regained some sense.
"It is about to become a fairy, and we will all die..."
Yang He looked ugly, "Tell me, how many human skins does it peel off to become an immortal?"
"Forty-nine people!"
"Every time there are seven people, it has already peeled off fourteen human skins. If it is too late, the living immortal will disappear if it cannot become an immortal within seven days. It will not let everyone go!!"
Taoist Master Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, senior brother reminded me that most of the people were concentrated in the main hall, otherwise..."
Miaoyin's head hit the ground hard.
"I was the one who caused the destruction of Wuguang Temple. There are fifteen waiters in the south side hall. It...has been skinned. The living immortal will become more and more terrifying!"
Yang He secretly considered whether he should hurry up and be promoted to Tonggui.
(End of chapter)