Chapter 123 One of the Three Flowers of the Ghost Body (please vote for me)
Yang He returned to the main world with lingering fear, and subconsciously checked himself, repeatedly confirming whether the assimilation of Master Taiyi had occurred.
"When Master Taiyi turned into an evil spirit, the first thing he showed was... seizing his body!"
"Huh."
Jiang Ziya also had a similar method of seizing bodies. It seemed that the second generation disciples of Chanjiao had mastered it, and it should have been taught by Yuanshi Tianzun.
"Does this mean that Yuanshi Tianzun cannot survive the disaster?"
Yang He has a lot of thoughts. The experience of Qianyuan Mountain alone cannot determine why the immortals and Buddhas became ghosts and gods. The real Taiyi in the original work was not canonized, let alone took up a job in the heaven.
He called up the panel.
[Obtain
【The severed finger of the alien fairy】
[The Yin objects derived from alien immortals can be refined through the
[The severed finger of the alien fairy can be exchanged for 2588.5 points of spiritual vision]
Yang He swallowed his saliva and almost couldn't help but exchange it to the main world, but he was really afraid that Master Taiyi would die but not freeze.
"It's too early to think about becoming an immortal now. Besides, if you really reach that level, it's not impossible to get the severed finger from Qianyuan Mountain."
Yang He canceled the panel and planned to take the severed finger to the living hanging temple.
Whether he can succeed depends on Taiyi Zhenren. Currently, his strength is indeed limited.
"The fifteen days to replenish the number of Qianyuan Mountains should be used to refine weapons."
Yang He had carefully conceived the skin bag Taoist robe. Many Taoist robes in Piyang Temple were made of flesh and bones. It would be better to integrate the remains of the Corpse Immortal and the dragon beads into the skin bag Taoist robe.
"It shouldn't be a big problem. It's useless to keep the vagina in your hands."
"The top priority is to disperse the plague and ghosts."
Yang He felt unsure when he thought of the plague ghosts. Mortal participated in the Conferred God War, and he was no different from an ordinary cannon fodder.
"I hope there won't be any restrictions on the plague ghosts."
While thinking, the exquisite pagoda appeared above the head.
Yellow light overflows.
After Tonggui achieved the realm of fierce ghost, he could barely use the pseudo-yin treasure, and the exquisite pagoda could just isolate the noise from the refining weapon.
Yang He took out the skin bag Taoist robe, and a thin layer of human skin fell on the palm of his hand.
From his current perspective, the leather bag Taoist robe is a little rough, but the foundation is very good, so he might as well take the opportunity to temper it again.
Yang He still passed the blood refining process, and the blood of the Corpse Immortal can be regarded as the best weapon refining material.
The blood mist seeped into the skin bag and robe, and fine blood vessels and meridians sprouted.
Tonggui controls Yin Qi extremely accurately. If something is wrong, he immediately adjusts it, and the quality of the skin bag Taoist robe slowly improves.
"I am indeed a genius at refining weapons."
Yang He gave full power to Tong Gui, who worked tirelessly to guide the Yin Qi.
After a night of busy work, the leather bag Taoist robe became translucent. After the impurities were removed, the grade of the vagina fell to the middle level.
Yang He didn't care and started grinding the remains of the Corpse Immortal into powder.
Haste makes waste when it comes to refining weapons, and besides, he has to be busy with Cai Jia's business every day, so he has no idea of achieving it overnight.
Four days later.
The remains of the Corpse Immortal turned into crystal clear bone powder.
Yang He used the corpse immortal's blood as a guide and put the dragon beads into the three-legged cauldron for boiling.
The tripod came to the outside world after a long time, shaking its body excitedly.
There is no need for Yang He to watch over the cooking, Tonggui will naturally leave the body and cooperate with the tripod, and it will not even affect the daily buying and selling of seasonal vegetables.
It finally took three days to boil it into a pot of pus and blood.
The smell of corpses is like substance, thanks to the exquisite pagoda, otherwise it would be like the century-old turbot, filling the city with the smell.
When he was ready, Yang He stayed at home on the grounds of being ill.
Old Man Yang was not suspicious. His child's frailty and lack of vitality had long been a fixed impression. It was strange that he did not get sick every once in a while.
Yang He took a walk outside again to make sure that Zushijiao had not caused trouble again.
When he returned home and opened the tripod, deafening wails burst out, and a dozen arms made of pus and blood struggled to escape.
Yang He was no longer surprised and threw the leather bag Taoist robe into the tripod.
The cover is closed.
The three-legged cauldron was filled with Yin energy and made a clicking sound. Its short legs were stuck in a horse stance, and it moved wildly like a conspicuous bag.
Yang He paid attention to the skin bag Taoist robe through the pupil ghost, and used pus and blood to carve lines on the inside and outside.
The skin bag Taoist robe proliferates flesh and blood, floating in the blood like a boneless corpse, and Yang He rebuilds the organs bit by bit
Yang He deliberately imitated the structure of the ghost body, and the refining process went smoothly.
In just a short moment, the pus and blood in the cauldron had dried up.
Yang He poured the bone powder into the tripod to reconstruct the bones of the skin bag Taoist robe.
The formed organs, flesh, and bones are as thin as cicada wings and fit between the skin bags.
He dealt with the skin bag Taoist robes in the same way as a puppet. Anyway, there are evil things like human head Taoist talismans, so there is no need to worry too much.
When the refining is completed, the skin bag robe still remains hollow.
Zi~~~
The tripod remained motionless.
Yang He opened his eyes. The moment the cover opened the gap, fresh human skin came out, and the original hideous scars remained.
【Skin Bag Taoist Robe】
[The top-grade yin weapon refined by Yang He is full of spirituality. After refining, it can be integrated into the blood, and at the same time, it can nourish itself by swallowing ghost skin. 】
"It's interesting."
Yang He simply refined one or two, and then locked his eyes on the weak ghost on the first level of hell.
Whoosh.
The skin-bag Taoist robe wrapped up the weak ghost, and the weak ghost struggled for a moment and then stopped abruptly.
Yang He saw that the appearance of the vagina became more oily, and the skin bag robe was a bit like a simplified version of the Hundred Soul Banner. As long as there were a lot of evil spirits, the skin bag robe would be promoted to a Yin treasure just around the corner.
The weak ghost turned into thick water, and the skin-skin Taoist robe sank into Yang He's body.
Yang He has transformed into the image of a temple blessing, and even a pupil ghost can't see any flaws in it. At the same time, the skin bag Taoist robe has far beyond ordinary toughness.
He was very satisfied that even if the Zishi Sect caused trouble, they would still have room for maneuver. At this time, the number of Qianyuan Mountains has been restored.
Yang He went there without hesitation, as Shi Gui had long been unable to hold himself back and wanted to advance to the Li Gui Realm.
[Whether to spend 1 point of spiritual vision to enter Qianyuan Mountain]
"OK."
[Please select the Taoist temple serving in Qianyuan Mountain]
After refreshing twice, the Living Hanging Temple comes into view.
"Choose to watch alive."
………
Yang He came to the retreat room again, but it could be seen from the bones left in the corner that it was no longer the one he had stayed in before.
Peep appears.
Yang He glanced at the shadows on the soles of his feet, and there were already some outlines of Taiyi Zhenren, and the speed of assimilation was obviously faster than before.
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He did not stop them, but instead forcibly suppressed the two ghosts.
"It's only the first month of Qianyuan Mountain now, and it's unrealistic to wait until the end of the month to hang yourself alive."
Yang He took the initiative to accept the assimilation of Taiyi Zhenren.
Assimilation brings unspeakable pain. As time goes by, his appearance becomes closer to that of Taiyi Zhenren, and his own consciousness becomes confused.
Yang He stared at the wall, when three pairs of arms sprouted from his chest, and a wooden door appeared.
"Sure enough, the pass for living hanging temple is assimilation, but most of the disciples have been reduced to Dao Jidan after being assimilated."
Yang He stood up and opened the wooden door. Outside was a straight and endless corridor.
There are countless retreat rooms, and vague murmurs can be heard from a few of them. No one knows how many disciples were trapped and died in them.
Vomit~~
Yang He retched several times and forced his rickety body to walk out of the retreat room.
He was a little unsteady, but because he had a clear goal, he limped through it. There were numerous bones everywhere around him.
After walking for more than half an hour, we arrived at the room where human heads were dried.
The door was ajar.
The densely packed heads swayed and collided with each other, making a dull sound.
Yang He pushed open the door and just stepped into the room. Everyone opened their eyes in unison, and then burst into sharp laughter.
He narrowed his eyes and looked for his human head.
"Is it him?!"
"It seems to be him!!!"
“I didn’t expect to see the corpse Taoist from Jinguang Cave!!!”
Yang He frowned and said, "Why do you recognize me?"
"Brother Corpse Taoist, there is a statue of you in Yuanshi Hall. You are the true brother of Jinguang Cave. How could we not recognize you?"
Yang He stopped. His human head was only the size of a walnut. His eyes were closed tightly and he had no intelligence. He exuded an aura of corpse dismemberment and immortal body, making the powerful ghosts cheer.
"Junior brothers, what happened in Qianyuan Mountain?"
As soon as these words came out, many people stopped talking.
They looked at Yang He with incredulous eyes, and then their expressions turned bitter, and they began to roar and scream as if they had stabbed a painful spot.
Bang bang bang.
The heads exploded continuously, obviously being greatly stimulated.
"It's all your fault!"
"If you don't become immortals, we are the ones who will suffer!!"
"Master is crazy, senior brother, you look crazy too!!!"
"Please become an immortal!!!"
Before Yang He could continue to ask, the heads started to connect with each other.
It won't be long before they become evil spirits.
He grunted and exited the room while refining the human head seed.
Snap.
The severed finger in Yang He's arms fell quietly.
He didn't bend down to pick it up. The aura of the human-headed ghost seemed to be higher than that of the evil ghost. The chaotic roar made his ears buzz.
"It is impossible to go to Qianyuan Mountain. I am afraid that every Taoist temple will breed an evil spirit."
"Is the Zishi Religion related to Qianyuan Mountain? If it is true, they are likely to know the existence of the Corpse Taoist."
Roar! ! !
The human-headed ghost hit the wall, and thousands of voices shouted the word "Master".
Yang He refined the Human Head Dao Seed a little, and the potential ghost had a tendency to break through the bottleneck.
Compared with Hitogei who needs to choose the shadow of ghosts and gods, Shigui has no ghosts and gods that are close to him in his mind because of his ghost body.
The human-head Taoist seed turned into a golden elixir and disappeared into the ghost body in an instant.
Yang He did not wait for the new head to grow, fearing that Taiyi Zhenren would assimilate and contaminate the ghost body, so he took the lead and took his own life.
His consciousness became blurred, and he vaguely saw a severed finger trembling before leaving the world of allusions.
The vitality of a severed finger can be cut off at any time, but there is a possibility of resurgence.
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"Has Master Taiyi's hidden hand actually worked?"
Yang He had a complicated face, but it was impossible for him to enter Qianyuan Mountain again. In a sense, Qianyuan Mountain was already a dead end.
Even if he becomes an immortal and attains enlightenment, it may not be able to solve the plight of Master Taiyi.
"There is always a chance, as long as I don't die."
Yang He let out a long sigh and called out the panel.
[Whether you inherit the gains from the corpse boy, you will get the following benefits]
【One of the Three Flowers of Ghost Body】
(End of chapter)