Chapter 86 Complete the allusion "Ghost in the Stone"
Nuwa's blessing was a little unexpected. When Yang He came back to his senses, there was already the sound of bones colliding all over his body, and his body was transforming.
The smoldering fire burns.
The red hair grows like crazy.
If Yang He hadn't deliberately restrained himself, the red hair would have been enough to submerge ten meters around him.
He couldn't help but retched, but what he spit out was bones one after another. The old bones were expelled from the body, and new bones were born among the flesh and blood.
"Damn it!"
Yang He thought that he would do it again when he succeeded the Taoist boy in the main world. He felt a little uneasy and almost fainted.
He pressed his temples and found that Nezha in his arms was also blessed.
There was a precious light inside and outside Nezha's body.
The ribs turned into rings, and the intestines and stomach coiled like long snakes.
Yang He recognized at a glance that Nezha's guardian Hun Tianling and Qiankunquan were gestating. No wonder they turned into evil spirits, and the two babies were still with them.
"Wait a minute, am I not the only one who received Nezha's blessing from Nuwa?"
After all, even if Yang He doesn't participate in the festival, Nezha will still get two treasures from this trip, but he will have to let Taiyi spend more time.
"It seems that in some mythical stories in previous lives, Nezha was even a disciple of Nuwa."
"Senior brother, I will help you teach Li Jing a lesson sooner or later."
Yang He didn't care about being reborn, he stared at the halo behind Nuwa, and began to understand the Taoism that could complement his three-headed and six-armed body.
Once your mind is immersed in it, words will appear in your mind.
It was as if Nuwa was sitting at the desk, patiently sorting out Yang He's doubts, and then the words formed awkward and difficult sentences.
It didn't take long for the rudiment of the method to take shape.
"The Classic of Ten Thousand Transformations and Hundreds of Ghosts"
Yang He was extremely satisfied. The Ten Thousand Transformations and Hundreds of Ghosts Hunyuan Jing was not a method of raising ghosts, but recorded the magical powers (ghosts) that allow the body and soul to accommodate more ghosts.
Just by scanning the opening chapter, he felt that the way the two ghosts were accommodated in his body was too rough.
That is to say, the two ghosts do not want to bite back, otherwise they will kill themselves in minutes, and if they are not careful, they will end up in the tragic situation of the evil ghosts in the main world resurrecting.
"For me, this method is the most important!!!"
"After accommodating the two ghosts again, it will definitely add some changes."
In just a moment, 30 to 40% of the Wanhua Baigui Hun Yuan Jing had been completed. It was so smooth that Yang He couldn't believe it. He repeatedly checked whether there were pros and cons.
Yang He originally thought that there was a price to pay for enlightening the saints.
He was ready to sacrifice his remaining two and a half years of life, but in the end, the Nuwa who came was even more polite than the cheap master.
Nuwa walked towards the altar step by step.
When Yang He saw Nuwa up close, his heart beat wildly for no reason, especially the smile on Nuwa's lips, which was creepy.
"No...something's wrong."
He noticed that the immortals were opening their eyes one after another at this moment.
It seems like the real opportunity is about to come!
Yang He seizes the time to complete the method, and at the same time swallows all the elixirs into his belly, regardless of the consumption of Yangshou, to promote the transformation of the corpse's immortal body.
Cough cough cough.
The last bone was stuck in his throat, so Yang He simply cut open the flesh and took it out.
The Classic of Ten Thousand Transformations and Hundreds of Ghosts has also come to an end. A few lines of text laid the foundation for the whole chapter. The content seems to be imprinted in my mind and cannot be forgotten.
Nezha gave birth to Hun Tianling and Qiankun Circle.
However, for an unborn ghost fetus, two Yin treasures were too much to consume, so Nezha curled up in Yang He's arms and fell into a deep sleep.
"Saint!"
"Saint!!"
King Zhou slowly walked up to the altar to welcome the arrival of the saint.
Yang He swallowed and heard two voices in his ears.
Master Taiyi's message, "Disciple, don't look directly at the saint. The following festivals have nothing to do with you. Stay away as soon as possible."
Fairy Guanghan's message, "See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil, and do no evil move." Yang He picked up Nezha with one hand and grabbed the stiff black cat with the other.
He did not dare to hesitate at all, even if it attracted the confused looks of Huang Feihu and others, he ran towards the entrance and exit of Nuwa Palace.
However, Tao Tong is a weakling, and he cannot use ghost hands and stone arms, so his speed is not very fast.
Nuwa stopped where she was.
Yang He heard Nuwa, the leader of the Zhou Dynasty, respectfully say: "Sage, is he willing to continue the lifeline of Chaoge for a hundred years?"
As soon as these words were spoken, pouring rain poured down.
Wen Zhong's face was ugly, and he kept counting Dashang's destiny with his fingers. He felt that the road ahead was confusing. One breath calculated that there were still fifteen years, and the next breath it became two hundred and thirty years.
Veins popped out on Huang Feihu's forehead, and the two princes were frightened and overwhelmed.
Chaoge is surging.
There was strong resentment raging in the gaps between the wall and the floor, forming thick clouds. At first glance, it seemed that there were countless faces floating in it.
Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!
There were faces of both men and women, old and young, and they were shouting the word "Da Shang" crazily.
Resentment is brewing!
Resentment comes from the accumulation of more than 500 years of Shang Dynasty.
Yang He saw that the outside of Nuwa's palace was crowded with monsters and monsters. After hesitating for a few seconds, he took out the pure Yin coffin and took Nezha into the coffin.
It was raining continuously, and it was no longer obvious to use ghost hands at this time.
The pure Yin coffin sank into the ground.
The resentment above Nuwa Palace is constantly gathering, and it has turned into a terrifying vortex, and ordinary people can see human faces.
The air felt like solid lead, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
King Zhou pretended to be calm and continued to repeat according to Wen Zhong's message: "Sage, is he willing to continue the lifeline of Chaoge for a hundred years?"
boom!
Resentment poured into Nuwa's body, and the halo became dim.
One hundred and seven statues of gods suddenly behaved strangely, and for a while there were howling ghosts and wolves. The situation was obviously beyond expectations.
Click click click.
Cracks spread on Nuwa's surface, and the cracks looked like indescribable mouthparts.
The pungent rotten stench filled the air, and everyone's hearts began to be filled with jealousy. King Zhou, including King Zhou, looked at Nuwa with greedy expressions.
The shattered figure of Nuwa swelled in the wind, the real body hidden in the body was overwhelming, and countless arms belonging to men, women, old and young spread out.
No one thinks that Nuwa's real body is evil, but she has an indescribable sanctity.
Nuwa stood on the altar, but Nuwa Palace and even Chaoge fell into deathly silence.
While the immortals were enlightening, they barely ensured that the consciousness of King Zhou and others remained intact. Obviously, they knew the reality of the saint's arrival in advance.
The officials fell to the ground one by one, leaving only a few people with deep connections.
Wen Zhong opened his eyebrows and raised his eyes. Nuwa had swallowed up more than five hundred years of resentment, and he couldn't figure out whether this was a continuation of his destiny.
Rumble.
The temples began to turn into ruins one after another, and one hundred and seven statues of gods appeared.
The demons and monsters outside Nuwa Palace also became eager to fight for the places of the three saints' disciples, and the fighting among the evil spirits began.
The chaos already heralded the end of the dynasty.
Yang He closed his five senses and hid in the coffin. He could see the general development of the allusion world, and the story of Fengshen will soon begin.
His Yangshou was completely exhausted, and his vitality became increasingly weak.
[The allusion "Ghost in the Stone" has been completed, whether to generate a permanent character]
"It seems that the condition for completing the Ghost in the Stone is to participate in the festival. Fortunately, I don't have to face Nuwa directly."
"OK."
[
"You mean you want me to play the role of Living Buddha and say hello to Nuwa?"
(End of chapter)