Chapter 94 Yang He in the Mythical Story
Yang He faced east, directly facing the window of the wing.
Every move and every move contains an indescribable aura of Taoism.
The ghost body was suspended behind him, making the same movements.
What is the Dharmakaya outside the body?
Yang He could feel that the ghost body was a continuation of his own body, with blood vessels derived one after another, and their positions were mirror images of the blood vessels on the body.
As the kidneys are implanted, blood gradually flows in the blood vessels.
Of course, the blood and water of the ghost body is condensed from yin energy and does not possess yang fire. The ghost body is likely to eventually turn into pure evil spirits.
Meow~~
The black cat stretched its limbs lazily, feeling that Yang He's breath was becoming more nourishing, and unknowingly it had touched the perfection of the weak ghost realm.
Yang He touched the black cat's head. The latter's body length reached more than half a meter.
Occasionally fed a few drops of corpse fairy blood, the black cat showed no evil characteristics on its surface, and at the same time, there was no lingering malevolence from the evil spirit.
There was a glimmer of light in the sky, and warmth shone on Yang He's body.
Heat rises.
Yang He felt the feedback from his kidneys, and his blood vessels and meridians became extremely tough, which meant that he could hold more when swallowing and exhaling Yin Qi.
Even without the corpse-dissolving immortal body, his current qualifications are enough to be considered outstanding.
Yang He walked out of the courtyard slowly, with three yang fires rising sharply. The group of weak ghosts around him screamed in fear, and did not dare to take another step closer to the earthen house.
Evil spirits feed on Yang Qi, but excessive Yang Qi cannot bear it.
The black cat burrowed into the shadows beneath his feet.
【Slightly Flawed Corpse Immortal Body】
Yang He belatedly realized that the flaw in the Corpse Immortal Body was due to himself, as the five internal organs were unbalanced due to the pretending of the internal organs.
Once the five internal organs are complete, the immortal body will be completely perfect.
Yang He stood in the courtyard meditating, and it was not until Old Yang took a shower that he came back to his senses. At this time, the outline of the morning sun had already risen among the clouds.
He slightly stimulated the corpse to dissolve the immortal body, and the yang fire returned to the average level.
"Huh?"
Yang He's spiritual vision noticed that there was a difference in the flow of Yin Qi in Peibaicheng, and his expression suddenly became subtle, and there were three strange smells in the Yamen.
"It seems that someone from the big department has arrived. It feels like he appeared in Peibaicheng out of thin air."
The pupil ghost opened.
Yang He's frown relaxed. The three monks did not have the evil ghost realm. Only one of them was in the fierce ghost realm. Even if they had to deal with them, they still had a chance.
Like him, the monks in the Ligui Realm are actually tolerant ghosts.
"No coincidence."
"I show no signs of recovery. In their eyes, I'm afraid I'm an anomaly among aliens."
Yang Heping did not panic because of this. Anyway, his cultivation relied entirely on the world of allusions, and he also had the corpse-resolving immortal body and the pupil ghost to restrain their aura.
Moreover, the Hunyuan Jing of Ten Thousand Transformations and Hundred Ghosts makes the two ghosts completely merge into the body.
If he doesn't take the initiative to expose himself, even if someone gets into his body, he won't be able to notice anything strange.
Yang He was particularly curious as to whether the commotion he made three thousand years ago would be recorded in Da Si's historical records.
And how to record it? Could it be that everything between the lines is...
The word Yang He?
"There have been such drastic changes in ancient times and modern times, and historical records may have been dated. Moreover, even if I become an immortal, I will still be an insignificant figure in the Conferred Gods War."
After Yang He finished cleaning up the yard, he followed Old Man Yang to the streets to buy vegetables.
Cai Jia's job has become a channel for him to calm his mind. Only the bustling city can suppress the fear caused by ghosts and gods.
………
at the same time.
There are already police officers setting up a magic circle around the Yamen. Their expressions are dull, and the ghosts in their bodies are acting under the influence of the tiger ghost.
It can be seen that Da Si has no intention of destroying the giant hungry ghost.
It seems that they want to use a special magic circle to expel giant hungry ghosts into the deep hell. I'm afraid this is not the case.
On the bottom floor of the prison, Capt. Sun led three people through the darkness.
"Lord Lei, the pregnant ghost monk was hiding in the prison and the hungry ghost monk was haunting the market entrance. Both of them have been killed."
"Yeah."
Red Chang stretched out his hands, with pupils open in the palms of his hands.
A total of three people were appointed by the chief executive, all with varying degrees of disabilities.
Redchang appeared to be a middle-aged man in his forties, but his eyes were sunken and had no pupils, and his speech seemed slurred. His tongue had been abandoned during the second resuscitation.
Another man and a woman were in their early twenties, and their disabilities were mainly reflected in their limbs.
The man's left arm disappeared, and a two-meter giant centipede appeared on the first level of hell; the woman's right arm shrank and was replaced by thick black smoke.
Redchang explained: "The formation will take half a month. Peibaicheng will still be cold and damp, so be prepared."
"Okay, my lord."
Sun Captou looked a little helpless, as this would definitely delay the spring plowing.
Red Chang asked in a deep voice: "Sun Qi, is the ancient corpse real?"
"Not sure."
Sun Captou explained: "I only came into contact with the ancient corpse once. The ancient corpse was completely intact, as if...it came from three thousand years ago."
Redchang didn't reply and stared at Mr. Sun.
Sun Captou continued: "However, there has been no Yin Qi fluctuation in the city recently. The ancient corpse should have left Peibaicheng. It is unknown whether it stayed in Jialiang Water Village."
The woman looked puzzled, "Maybe it was the organs that were discarded?"
"Not necessarily."
Sun Captou smiled bitterly and said: "It's hard for me to describe."
When the two of them were about to ask further questions, Red Chang stretched out his hand to stop them.
"No need to go into details, I will pay attention to this matter."
Red Chang's words were vague, but there was a hint of no doubt.
A three-thousand-year-old corpse? What a terrifying evil spirit to live for three thousand years. Redchang said thoughtfully: "There are not many records in the Department about the Shang Dynasty three thousand years ago, but I have read it."
"There are indeed immortal gods with three eyes, such as Jiazi Taisui, Flame Five Light Buddha, Plague God Lei Zu, Huode Xingjun..."
Sun Baotou and the other two secretly dumbfounded, each and every name was like thunder.
Even after thousands of years of vicissitudes, many places still have their temples.
Capt. Sun couldn't help but ask: "Do they have multiple arms?"
"No."
Red Chang raised his eyes and stared at the entrance to the outside world, "I remember that there are similar myths and legends in some folklore books, which seem to be related to the origin of the Santan Haihui God."
"I will send someone to investigate again, but whether it is related to the ancient corpse or not, perhaps only by asking me can we know."
The three of them looked at each other, but fortunately one thing was certain.
The ancient corpse has no ill intentions towards the common people, otherwise when Sun Baotou is seriously injured, he can sacrifice hundreds of thousands of living people to practice at any time.
Little did they know that the so-called ancient corpse was bargaining with the vegetable vendor at the moment.
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Even when he was closest, Yang He was on the street separated by a wall, looking ordinary among the busy traffic.
………
After Yang He finished his work for Cai Jia, he returned home leisurely.
As long as he doesn't reveal his immortal body, even if he occasionally exudes some Yin Qi, it doesn't hurt. After all, there are many warriors in Peibaicheng.
[Water Buried Ghost: 2/4 (12%)]
【Qianyuan Mountain: 0/1 (6%)】
【Nuwa Palace: 0/1 (1%)】
Yang He noticed that the progress of Nuwa Palace was more than ten times slower than Qianyuan Mountain, and he felt shuddering just looking at the writing on the panel.
[Vulgar things: aquatic water]
[Related allusion: "Water Buried Ghost", whether to spend 1 point of spiritual vision to enter the allusion world]
"OK."
Yang He originally planned to play the corpse Taoist boy directly, but the result was unexpected.
[The identity
Yang He's expression was stunned and he didn't react for a while.
Now that Jiang Ziya has seized his body, the cost of rescuing him cannot be too low, and Taiyi Zhenren would never have the slightest mercy.
No, Yang He would not have made the same choice.
After all, the storyteller is just a stranger.
"It is indeed what Jiang Taigong was able to do. He was willing to go through fire and water for the common people. No wonder he did not become an immortal or a Buddha in the end."
Yang He sighed and checked the storyteller's information.
[Storyteller (green): You have been wandering around relying on your two innate magical powers. Not long ago, you were on the verge of death while crossing the river on a ferry. When you woke up, you found yourself in a strange mansion. 】
"In a strange mansion? Jiang Taigong won't bring the storyteller to Li Jing, right?"
[ Corpse Taoist Boy: You encountered the Dragon King and were on the verge of death. You were sealed in a coffin and restored to life. 】
"No bones of the Taoist boy remain. It is estimated that it will take ten days and a half to restore the body to its integrity."
"Whether you choose [Storyteller], at least it won't delay things, and you can also get in touch with Jiang Taigong. There are many ways to go."
Yang He chose to carry the black cat, and then his consciousness fell into a trance.
………
Chentangguan, Li Mansion.
There were more than a dozen corpses spread out in the courtyard. They had scales and fish gills on the outside. They were all dead with their intestines pierced and their stomachs rotten, and strange dragons bursting out of their bodies.
Li Jing's face was gloomy and motionless, and the others did not dare to say anything.
"Dad, everyone in Chentangguan admires dragons. If they know that they can transform into dragons, there will inevitably be chaos."
The speaker was Li Jing's eldest son Jin Zha, while the younger Mu Zha stood aside.
"Jin Zha, could this matter be related to your third brother?"
Jin Zha quickly said: "No, Nezha has been in confinement for three years. The dragon disaster started half a year ago and has absolutely nothing to do with him."
Li Jing was silent, his disgust for Nezha ready to come out.
"General."
Some soldiers hurriedly came to the courtyard.
"There is a Taoist priest outside the mansion who claims to be able to solve the dragon disaster in Chentangguan."
“Where did the Taoist priest come from?”
Before the soldier could reply, a slovenly old man had already appeared in the courtyard. He ignored Li Jing and was looking at the corpse and marveling.
Jin Zha asked respectfully: "What do you call Taoist Priest?"
"Jiang Ziya from Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain." Jiang Ziya opened his mouth and spat out the Hetian jade seal, a token of his teaching that no one could imitate.
"I have met the saint's disciples."
"The dragon disaster is very involved, and if you are not careful, it will affect Chentangguan."
Li Jing's expression changed slightly, and Jiang Ziya continued: "Without further delay, help me find a prisoner who will be executed tomorrow. At the same time, I want to borrow the Yin Qi of your ancestral hall."
"Jin Zha." Li Jing nodded.
"I'll do it immediately."
Not long after, a prisoner was escorted to the residence.
Jiang Ziya looked up and down, and handed the rag package to the prisoner's puzzled eyes.
As soon as the prisoner took it, the flesh and bones turned into an old look, and Jiang Ziya turned into a corpse in his early twenties and fell to the ground.
Li Jing grabbed the sword at his waist and frowned when he saw the scene of body swapping.
"Fortunately, I arrived in time."
Jiang Ziya stuffed the elixir into the storyteller's mouth, and then the five-colored light emitted from his sleeves sank into his body. He was sweating profusely after finishing his work.
He sat cross-legged and meditated, obviously consuming a lot of energy.
Jin Zha did not dare to neglect and asked Li Feng to lead the soldiers to deliver the body to the ancestral hall.
(End of chapter)