Chapter 122 Qianyuan Mountain Gradually Decline
Yang He found a large number of police officers starting to search along the street.
Mainly targeting the caravans that have entered and exited Peibai City recently, they are obviously aware of the existence of the Zishi Sect, and are looking for any hanging corpses that have sneaked into the city.
Yang He witnessed the undercurrent surging in the city and conveniently exchanged the human head Taoist Talisman for spiritual vision.
"The spiritual talismans in the world of allusions are barely normal, but how could later generations develop such ghostly things as... similar to human-headed talismans?"
"The human head Taoist Talisman contains the remnant soul and must be refined from a living person."
As long as the yin energy is instilled, the human head Taoist talisman can be turned into a living hanging corpse.
As a puppet, the hanging corpse itself can activate the human head talisman. If it were not for the six-finger feature, it would not be detectable by ordinary means.
Yang He shook his head slightly, feeling that the hanging corpse was just a test by the Zishi Cult.
None of the Zishi Sect monks showed up, and their little plan had already left Sun Baotou exhausted. The methods of the two parties were completely unequal.
The imperial court of Dasi has a profound background, but Yang He feels that his power is somewhat hollow.
It seems that the manpower is not enough to take care of the stability of various regions.
"It stands to reason that Da Si should have been destroyed long ago."
Yang He suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind. In any case, since the imperial court of Da Si continues to this day, it must have merits, and it is definitely not comparable to the Zishi Sect.
The only thing he needs to worry about is what the purpose of Zushijiao is.
If it is really related to Qianyuan Mountain and it is directed at me, how should we deal with it?
"Just wait and see what happens. Anyway, new common things have been obtained."
Yang He played with the bones.
The Battle of the Gods has definitely begun at the time when the Plague Scattered Ghosts are released. High risks mean high returns, but you must be careful at all times.
"The original plan remains unchanged. First, the potential ghosts will be promoted to the severe ghost realm."
[Whether to spend 1 point of spiritual vision to enter Qianyuan Mountain]
"OK."
[Please select the Taoist temple serving in Qianyuan Mountain]
Yang He refreshed it three times in a row before the skin ulcer view appeared.
[Piyang Temple: You are the true successor of Qianyuan Mountain. You were appointed by Master Taiyi to work at Piyang Temple and are responsible for the production of Taoist robes. However, there is a shortage of leather spiritual materials in the sect recently. 】
[Shanmenkou: You are the true successor of Qianyuan Mountain. You were assigned by Master Taiyi to serve at Shanmenkou and are responsible for the inspection of the inner and outer gates of Qianyuan Mountain. 】
[Lingguan Guan: You are the true successor of Qianyuan Mountain. You were appointed by Master Taiyi to serve in Lingguan Guan, and you are responsible for worshiping the Dharma Protector. However, you found that the Dharma Protector was missing. 】
Yang He scanned the information from each Taoist temple and was able to determine that the danger came from Taiyi Zhenren.
"I hope Master and the old man have not completely turned into ghosts and gods. As long as their consciousness is still there, there may be a chance to save them."
"Select [Skin Infection View]."
………
Yang Heguang knew he had arrived at Qianyuan Mountain when he smelled the familiar smell of mildew.
The moonlight was hazy, and the sky seemed to be covered with a thick black veil. The surrounding vegetation was dense, but there was no sound of insects.
Large areas of the exposed wall have peeled off, revealing mottled bricks and stones.
Compared to the previous two times when he was in a closed room, this time when he appeared in front of the Piyang Temple, Su Xing saw the open door of the Taoist temple.
What Yang He didn't expect was that Piyangguan was only the size of an ordinary woodshed.
There are all kinds of sundries piled up inside, which should have been the tools used for preaching and teaching. As a result, things have changed and it has been reduced to ruins.
"Hmm."
Yang He looked around with his peripheral vision, looking at himself inexplicably.
Peeping cannot detect the source, and is tinged with malicious intent.
Yang He was not in a hurry to enter, and took advantage of the wide view of the mountainside to scan the sect. He noticed that there was a forest of beasts at the foot of the mountain, and the magnificent Yuanshi Temple was on the top of the mountain, with candlelight always on.
He tentatively walked towards the mountain road, and the spying suddenly became more intense.
The two ghosts in the body keep warning.
It seems that bad things will happen if we leave the skin view.
"It seems that in Qianyuan Mountain at this moment, the Taoist temples are not allowed to pass, so I can appear everywhere with the help of the panel."
Yang He walked towards the Piyang Temple, but within a few steps he felt something was wrong.
The shadow he reflected on the ground was slightly rickety, and the darkness that made up the shadow was like a collection of asphalt. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.
Taiyi Zhenren?
Yang He's pupils shrank slightly, and the pupil ghost left his body and looked around at himself.
The Taoist boy is still a Taoist boy, but... there is an extra wrinkle on the corner of his mouth, and his gestures are somewhat similar to those of Master Taiyi.
"It should have nothing to do with skin ulcers!"
"It is very likely that with the passage of time in Qianyuan Mountain, Taiyi Zhenren is becoming more and more inhuman. Originally, assimilation required taking Dao Ji Dan, but now the scope of Qianyuan Mountain will be affected."
Yang He did not dare to hesitate and immediately opened the door and entered the Piyang Temple.
He doesn't have much time now, not only because the Taoist boy will be taken away, but also the difficulty of Qianyuan Mountain is obviously increasing rapidly.
In order to prevent Qianyuan Mountain from being completely deadlocked, there can be no further delay.
Yang He directly called out the stone arm to push away the debris in the temple.
Then he noticed that the four walls were covered with Taoist robes. The material was like human skin, and traces of sewing could be seen, as well as distorted facial features.
The information obtained through spiritual vision is extremely strange, and it is not a vaginal object or organ.
It is a jade slip that records the art of refining weapons.
【Jade Slips on skin ulcers】
[Used to record the weapon refining method of Qianyuan Mountain, it was refined by Taiyi Zhenren, and contains the refining method of the "Three Yin Robes for Body Protection". 】
Yang He instilled yin energy, and there was a proliferation of flesh and blood inside the Taoist robe.
He had been researching for a long time but could not find how to communicate with the jade slip. His chest was already itching, and his third arm was taking shape little by little.
If nothing unexpected happens, he will be completely reduced to Master Taiyi within an hour.
"Or just get the main world?" "No."
Yang He gave up the idea. The so-called jade slips with skin ulcers were related to ghosts and gods. The Taiyi master in the allusion world did treat him well, but it did not mean that he would do the same after becoming a ghost and god.
If the jade slip attracts the attention of ghosts and gods in the main world, the loss will outweigh the gain.
"Is it...wearing?"
Yang Heyi gritted his teeth and put the Taoist robe directly on his body. The proliferated human skin and flesh began to adhere to himself, and his consciousness became trance-like.
Immediately afterwards, the noise of preaching and teaching could be heard.
"Hmm."
The view of the skin in Yang He's eyes became completely different. The house was brightly lit, and the sundries were placed everywhere in the house as new as before.
A dozen Taoist boys were sitting on futons, facing a middle-aged Taoist priest.
"Refining weapons requires unity of mind and heart. There are several difficulties in the body-protecting Sanyin robe. As disciples of Piyang Guan, you must pay more attention..."
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The middle-aged Taoist was giving a morning lesson on weapon refining.
Yang He understood that everything was an illusion brought by the jade slips. The illusion came from before Qianyuan Mountain fell, or in other words, when it fell?
The method of refining the body-protecting Sanyin robe came to mind.
Yang He inadvertently fell into trance. After the content was completely digested, he found that the atmosphere of the morning class in the illusion had become something wrong.
The Taoist children pretended to listen carefully, but their expressions revealed unconcealable fear.
Yang He came to the Tao Tong's position.
I saw the candlelight lighting up behind me, and the Taoist boy peeking into the corner of the temple.
"If you don't listen carefully to each lecture, how will you climb the path to immortality in the future!!"
The middle-aged Taoist thought that the Taoist boy was playing tricks, so he turned around while scolding him.
Click.
The neck is twisted 360 degrees.
The middle-aged Taoist was stagnant in place, with blood flowing from his mouth and nose, but he was still talking about all the aspects that should be paid attention to when refining weapons.
The illusion was so chaotic that the Taoist boy screamed in terror.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of bones colliding again.
Click click click.
The Taoist boy's neck also twisted in a circle, his expression no longer fearful, but the corners of his mouth raised, and he applauded in agreement with the middle-aged Taoist's teaching.
Yang He's scalp was numb just by watching, and the jade slips were transformed by a middle-aged Taoist.
Such a weird jade slip with skin ulcers is completely beyond imagination.
The illusion remains motionless.
Yang Hegang wanted to take off his Taoist robe, but found that the Taoist robe had melted into his skin and flesh. As soon as he tore it off, he felt severe pain, and most of the Yang Fire was extinguished.
"Master, can you teach me the weapon refining method again?"
Yang He turned back solemnly, and there were more than a dozen Taoist boys with twisted necks beside him.
The Taoist boy in the illusion had a ferocious face. Sensing Yang He's presence, he gathered around him and grinned from the corners of his mouth to his ears, revealing his naked appetite.
They are gradually becoming real, at least the evil spirit of the evil ghost realm is coming.
"What a fucking evil!"
"Except for the jade slips, there should be nothing else in Piyang Temple. If you look at the refining methods of a few Taoist robes, you will immediately run away."
"Master Taiyi, you, old man, may you wish for good fortune!!"
Yang He picked up several Taoist robes and put them on his body at the same time. Overlapping illusions appeared in front of his eyes. It was still a scene of preaching and teaching.
It’s just...
After the Taoist boy twisted his neck repeatedly, his body became like a twist.
Yang He himself couldn't bear the assimilation. There were already three arms on his chest, and he inadvertently moved closer to Taiyi Zhenren.
He paid no attention to anything else and kept reading about the weapon refining techniques before he died.
Comparing it with the unfamiliar and difficult-to-understand concepts of the Three Lives Sutra, it didn't take long for me to have a vague idea in my heart about how to deal with a few vaginal objects.
When Jiang Ziya created the Three Life Classics, he didn't even consider getting started. If he had explored it on his own, it would have taken Yang He several years to master it.
Yang He rubbed his eyes tiredly, and it had been more than half an hour before he knew it.
The room was densely packed with ghost children, their twisted necks intertwined with each other, muttering the word "master" in their mouths, it was creepy.
puff.
The dozen or so Taoist robes Yang He was wearing were overwhelmed. There were cracks on his back, the sun was dim, and his life was about to be cut off.
"We can't come back to this ghost place."
"I'm afraid the evil spirit that transformed into a corpse boy after his death is not something I can handle."
Just as Yang He was about to take the initiative to end his life, he suddenly realized something and staggered to the corner, where the Taoist boy was looking.
There is a slight depression in the ground.
When he tapped it with his hand, it was obviously hollow inside.
Poof.
Arms stretched out from the cracks in Yang He's back, and his body was turning into evil spirits, proving in disguise that Taiyi Zhenren was no longer human.
He lifted up the ground and found half a living severed finger inside.
"Master Taiyi... asked me to remove the severed finger?"
"It seems that the master still has a secret hand, but it is the general trend to become a ghost. Can Taiyi Zhenren survive?"
The moment Yang He picked up the severed finger, he could no longer suppress the evil spirits in his body, and suddenly countless deformed and terrifying limbs emerged from the cracks.
There was no surprise on his expression, and his body fell apart in an instant.
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