Chapter 83 The arrival of the saint is like hell on earth
boom! ! !
Taiyi Zhenren looked unscrupulous, stretched out his thick arms from his chest, and opened a half-meter deep pit directly outside the main hall.
He pulled out the pure Yin coffin, causing the courtyard wall to tilt.
When the soldiers heard the commotion and came over, Huang Ming quickly stopped them.
Huang Ming did not recognize Taiyi Zhenren, but when he heard the latter calling Yang He as his disciple, he naturally realized that he was one of the twelve golden immortals.
Taiyi Zhenren opened the cover, and thick smoke and dust spilled out.
"Master..."
Yang He came to his senses and stood up quickly when he saw Master Taiyi.
After Master Taiyi looked Yang He up and down, he realized that his life span was approaching, "Disciple, what kind of evil magic did you practice indiscriminately, so that you only have two and a half years of life left?"
"That...three-headed and six-armed dharma body, master, it's no problem for me to have a long life."
Yang He called out the ghost body as he spoke, and the vertical eyes between the ghost body's brows were extremely mysterious.
Master Taiyi was amazed when he saw this.
"By chance, I have found some ways, but each has its own pros and cons. Disciple, if you want to complete the three-headed and six-armed body, you must also cultivate magical powers."
"But if there are too many supernatural powers, there will inevitably be backlash, leading to a hopeless path."
Supernatural powers refer to ghosts, and Yang He's ghost body does need to continue to accommodate ghosts, but after all, he uses flesh and blood to support ghosts, so he has always been hesitant.
Yang He was full of energy and secretly said that he was worthy of being Master Taiyi. He could see at a glance the embarrassment of his cultivation and there seemed to be a solution.
He crawled out of the coffin and asked the black cat to take away his vagina.
"Master, you said."
"Disciple, the answer is right in front of you."
Yang He looked around, and his eyes fell on the statue of Nuwa in the main hall, "The opportunity of the saint's arrival can allow me to make up for the shortcomings of the technique?"
"Natural."
Master Taiyi tied up his hair and said, "Let's go, let's go. It's your turn to enter the festival later today. It would be rude to let you continue to sleep when facing Nuwa."
With a flick of his sleeves, the deep pit on the ground disappeared, and the piles returned to normal. Huang Ming, who was watching, was relieved when he saw this.
"Master, isn't it three days until Nuwa's birthday?"
Master Taiyi smiled half-heartedly, "Do you think the festival begins when the saint comes? We need to be calm and wait for the saint in Nuwa Palace three days in advance."
Yang He laughed a few times and seemed to have almost overslept.
kindness.
But it’s actually not bad to think about.
Isn't the location where the coffin is buried the best VIP viewing platform?
Master Taiyi walked out of the hall by himself, while Yang He and Huang Ming nodded.
The master and apprentice quickly left Nuwa Palace one after the other.
"As the saint approaches, Chaoge has seen frequent visions."
Master Taiyi stopped at the door and said in a strange voice: "Disciple, you are born with spiritual eyes. You should be able to see the difference in Chao Ge at this time."
Yang He stepped onto the street one step later.
The dark wind blew in his face, and the scene in front of him made his hair stand on end.
Yang He froze on the spot, a little at a loss for a moment, and even doubted whether he was dreaming, and his cognition was completely subverted.
Chaoge can now be said to be a corridor of sinister soldiers, with hundreds of ghosts running rampant.
Boom.
A withered ghost foot that was more than two meters tall fell heavily, and a giant ghost that looked like a stick insect shuttled between the buildings, hissing continuously.
Dozens of heads rolled past in the crowded alley.
The native dog with only its skeleton standing on the eaves cried.
The people discussed the upcoming festivals with each other and paid no attention to the ghosts and monsters. People and ghosts passed by each other without affecting anyone. Such a scene...
Obviously it only appears in the main world! ! !
Yang He's expression was almost unbearable, and he suppressed his distracting thoughts with force.
"Master...Master, how could such a weird and inexplicable scene happen? Shouldn't Chaoge have been haunted by evil spirits before?"
"Hey hey hey."
Master Taiyi laughed strangely, stretched out his arms from his chest, grabbed the human-headed ghost and stuffed it into his arms.
Chewing sounded.
"Disciple, you should know that Chaoge City is protected by Empress Nuwa. No matter how strong the resentment is, no evil spirits are born."
Taiyi Zhenren disappeared into the crowd and looked at Chaoge, divided into yin and yang, with a smile.
"After the Empress Nuwa approaches and comes to Chaoge, the resentment will turn into a lonely ghost. However, at the same time, the saint is still protecting the common people, which will form a grand scene where humans and ghosts coexist in the same life."
Yang He looked carefully and found that the separation of yin and yang caused by the saint's arrival only isolated humans and ghosts, and there was no endless hell like in later generations.
And even if he looked directly at the ghosts, he would not break through this layer of window paper.
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Yang He couldn't help but ask: "Master, are all saints... like this?"
Yang He remembered that in the Romance of the Gods, all the immortals and Buddhas standing at the top can be called saints. Not only the Nuwa Empress, but there seem to be seven or eight?
Anyway, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Leader are enough to be called saints.
Master Taiyi did not answer directly. He stared at Yang He for a few breaths and then said: "If my master mentions a word about your master, he will know it immediately, so don't ask anymore."
Yang He understood the meaning of what Taiyi Zhenren said, and guessed that Yuanshi Tianzun was also similar.
He thought of the various miscellaneous notes he read in the main world, and mentioned that three thousand years ago, Yin and Yang were not separated, and there were gods and men who separated Yin and Yang, creating endless hell.
Nuwa's influence is only a small part of Chaoge. If the so-called gods really exist, how terrifying they are, and they are definitely superior to saints.
"Hey, hey, let's have a drink, otherwise it will be boring to stay in Nuwa Palace for three days."
Master Taiyi walked into the wine shop as if there was no one around, took out the gourd from his waist, grabbed the wine jar in the store and started pouring it into it.
In a moment, two to three hundred kilograms of wine had been submerged into the gourd.
The drinkers who come and go are not surprised. After all, there are many casual cultivators in Chaoge nowadays.
There is no need for Master Taiyi to spend money. The shopkeeper has already advertised in front of the door, "If you can be favored by the immortal master, the shop will really shine!"
Without waiting for Yang He to respond, Taiyi Zhenren continued walking straight along the street.
They cheated and drank all the way, and the merchants did not dare to offend the monks. Yang He looked a little embarrassed, but he had no money in his hands.
Taiyi Zhenren only stopped outside Li Jing's residence.
Yang He felt something bad in his heart.
"Disciple, the coming of a saint is a rare opportunity. I will take you two with me to realize enlightenment together. It just so happens that you can also meet my senior brother."
Master Taiyi pinched out the magic formula as he spoke, and exclamations came from the mansion.
Yang He noticed Mrs. Yin resting in the courtyard pavilion, and suddenly felt severe pain in her abdomen. Several maids came to help her in a panic.
As I got closer, I discovered that Mrs. Yin's bulging belly had become flatter.
"The fetus that Madam was carrying...has disappeared!"
"Contact the doctor quickly!"
Yang Helian took a few steps back, and a ghost-like baby came out of Mrs. Yin's belly. The baby's body was as black as ink, its eyes were blood-red, and its limbs were parallel to each other and it instantly climbed over the wall and came to the two of them.
"Hehehe, when the festival is over, my master will naturally be sent back to Mrs. Yin's belly."
Master Taiyi stroked Nezha's head gently.
Nezha's skin is not dark, but it is like a human-shaped black hole, and a bunch of dull hair can be vaguely seen on the top of his head.
Yang He hesitated to speak, and almost said that Taiyi should be treated as a human being.
Nezha came closer curiously and made an inarticulate babbling sound.
(End of chapter)