Chapter 66 Huang Feihu with a cow in his body
Not long after Yang Hegang left, an old man walked out of the prison slowly.
The old man was covered in skin and bones, but he didn't look like a dying man. Instead, he looked like a hungry tiger, ready to devour its prey at any time.
He took off his armor, revealing large and small scars.
As he breathed, two horns on his chest seemed about to pierce the flesh.
It's like... there's a cow inside her.
"King Wu Cheng." Zhou Ji stood aside respectfully and took the armor from the old man. The other soldiers did not even dare to say a word.
"Zhou Ji, who is he?"
Huang Feihu remained calm and stared at Yang He's back.
"This Taoist is the true successor of Qianyuan Mountain. His name is Yang He. He is responsible for the four palaces on the southwest side of Nuwa Palace. He helped suppress the statue of Nuwa."
"It smells like corpse."
Huang Feihu spoke plainly, tapping his knuckles on the iron door of the prison, "Taiyi Zhenren received another Taoist boy who was destined to become an immortal, but I heard that turning a corpse into an immortal is a heretic."
Mou~~
Huang Feihu blew out two streams of white air from his nose, and the horns on his chest gradually disappeared.
"Zhou Ji, how many statues are missing in the palace on the southwest side of Yang He?"
"Three."
"Just in time, hand over the three people we just suppressed to Yang He."
"But..." Zhou Ji said hesitantly: "The Nuwa statue at the bottom is very ferocious. Is there any possibility of losing control?"
"It's unclear whether the loss is out of control, but only Yang He can suppress it."
Huang Feihu smiled and said: "If Yang He agrees, I will sell him a favor and hand over the evil remains in the prison to him to deal with."
"Yes."
"Zhou Ji, I don't know how long the festival of worshiping heaven and earth can prolong the life of great merchants?"
"I don't understand."
While Huang Feihu was talking, Yang He turned around and looked back.
The two people made eye contact, Huang Feihu raised his head to signal, then put on his armor and left the prison, waiting for the arrival of the next batch of Nuwa statues.
………
Yang He could feel that Huang Feihu was not simple. There was more than one ghost in the latter's body, and the most terrifying one was naturally the tiger ghost. After all, there were thousands of soldiers who died for him as ghosts.
"After returning to the main world, we have to take out the ghost in Old Man Yang's body."
While thinking, the black cat in his arms came to life.
Meow~~
The black cat stretched its limbs lazily.
There is no obvious change in appearance, except that the hair looks more shiny, and the pupils of the eyes have turned completely black, without any variegation.
【Cat Ghost】
[After a wild cat dies tragically, it turns into a cat ghost. It has a strong desire for revenge and can hide in the shadow of living people to absorb Yang Qi. 】
The black cat has completely turned into a ghost and can only fall into one level of hell in the main world from now on. However, with Heizi's cleverness, self-protection is not a big problem.
Yang He threw the black cat out, throwing the evil remains into its shadow.
The black cat was not impatient at all and followed Yang He diligently into the Nuwa Palace.
Mingshan Mingshui was very curious about the black cat, but the latter ignored the two Taoists and got under Yang He's feet and began to be fed by Tonggui.
"Junior Brother Qingfeng, do you understand Huang Feihu?"
Taoist Master Qingfeng nodded and said: "Huang Feihu is a seventh-generation loyal and very powerful man. He also has two brothers, Huang Feibao and Huang Feibiao. His sister is the king's empress of the West Palace."
"Yeah."
In Yang He's impression, Huang Feihu's family seemed to be on the list?
"Brother, be careful. There is another Grand Master Wen Zhong who is even more terrifying. He is a disciple of the Immortal, and his master is the Master of Tongtian." Of course Yang He has heard about it, and as the festival approaches, he should show up one by one.
"Are there any other Immortal Cave disciples under Yuanshi Tianzun's sect in Chaoge?"
"There should be, they are all here for illusory opportunities."
Taoist Priest Qingfeng looked at Yang He with admiration. There were countless monks like him who only had access to side sects. Compared with them, Yang He was completely divine by nature.
Even though they know that the chance of contacting the saint through the festival is slim, there are still a large number of monks who are constantly coming to Chao Ge.
Taoist Master Qingfeng was not jealous because after all, Yang He was really in trouble! !
Yang He mentioned that the Five Ghosts were moving, but Taoist Master Qingfeng didn't know many of his fellow disciples, so he didn't go into details when he saw it, for fear of alerting the enemy.
After they returned to Nuwa Palace, Master Qingfeng and his disciples began to arrange the arrangements around the four palaces.
Although the magic circle cannot suppress the statue of Nuwa, it can at least detect any problems and prevent craftsmen from accidentally entering the temple.
The four palaces are arranged in the shape of a field, and Yang He stays in the open space in the middle to refine incense and candles.
"The remains of evil spirits are made into incense candles. I'm afraid this is how Western Buddhism practices. The immortals and Buddhas of the three religions should all be troubled by ghosts."
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Yang He held the ghost bone in his palm, and the ghost ghost guided the yin energy into it.
The ghost bones gradually weathered.
There are two types of incense refining methods recorded in the Third Heaven's Miaowei Tianyan. If you want to be more sophisticated, you must refine it bit by bit through the incense burner.
Yang He didn't know anything about refining weapons, but there must be a Taoist inheritance in Qianyuan Mountain.
Black smoke billowed, and the ghost bone turned into a sticky paste. It was supposed to be put into the incense candle mold to shape it, and Yang He rolled it into a long strip.
【Burning Eye Incense Candle】
[The yin objects used to practice the third level of the subtle heavenly eye are of low quality and the smoky pupil ghosts will damage the eyesight. After taking it, the burning of Yang fire will be intensified, and taking it for a long time will damage Yang life. 】
Yang He tasted it for a while and found that the incense stick was more powerful than a haphazardly made Dabu strip. The Yang fire increased by 30%, but the water in his body was lost quickly, and the internal organs would be cooked if he was not careful.
"Hey hey hey, don't you have the prescription for the third generation of great tonic elixirs?"
"The bigger the disadvantages, the better. The most important thing before death is speed, accuracy and ruthlessness. It doesn't matter if it damages your eyesight. Anyway, spiritual vision can eliminate the relevant disadvantages."
Yang He lit the incense candle, and thick green smoke came out.
He guided the green smoke to burn the pupil ghost, and suddenly there was severe pain, as if sulfuric acid had been dripped into the eyes, and the pain was so painful that his expression had changed.
"Is the quality of the incense candles I made too low? Does it feel like torture?"
Fortunately, smoking is indeed effective, and the ghost pupils become tougher, but if you want to grow a glass film, you must smoke for a long time.
"Hey, it's easy to pretend to be dirty. As long as the organ is suitable, it can be refined."
【Spiritual vision: 121.6 points】
As long as Yang He was in Nuwa Palace, his spiritual vision had been increasing, but suddenly there was a sudden surge.
There was a commotion.
Yang He looked outside the palace and saw soldiers surrounding the three statues being transported. Zhou Ji was personally responsible for escorting the Nuwa statues.
He had seen two of the statues, and the flaws were missing limbs and full pupils.
The statue of Nuwa at the head is somewhat special.
It was not covered with white cloth, but with red silk used only for weddings.
Yang He's ghost eyes widened, and he saw a pair of human-like and animal-like facial features inside the red silk, but they returned to normal after only half a breath.
"Send all evil things to me." He walked towards me.
"Daozhang Yang."
Zhou Ji clasped his fists and said: "No matter which palace this Nuwa statue is in, there is a risk of losing control. It seems that only your immortal body can suppress it."
Yang He and Taoist Master Qingfeng looked at each other, and then Zhou Ji continued.
"If Taoist Yang is willing, we will stay in the temple for three days after the statue is seated, and the evil corpses in the prison will also be handed over to the Taoist for disposal."
(End of chapter)