Chapter 134 The Plague Messenger ‘Yang He’
After the seal appeared, the dark clouds in the sky completely dissipated.
Beams of sunshine eagerly reflected on the ground, and the streets and alleys were lit up, as if covered with a layer of golden gauze.
All the townspeople bathed in the sunshine and sang praises to Nuwa.
When Yang He hesitated, the seal had turned into black light and disappeared into Niwan Palace.
"Can I, a disciple of Nuwa, become a messenger of plague? Even if Jiejiao is a well-educated person, he shouldn't be so careless, right?"
Yang He was a little surprised. He thought that Lu Yue's consciousness would come through the giant face. He was already prepared to be obliterated by Lu Yue, but it seemed that he could easily become the disciple of the God of Plague?
"Huh?"
As soon as the seal came to Niwan Palace, Yang He did not feel the same as refining the seal before. Instead, the insects and ghosts suppressed by the five-way gods became restless.
The insect ghost desperately tried to crawl towards the seal.
The Five-Way God teased the insect ghost and couldn't help but talk about it.
"Master! It's restless!!"
"How about eating it?"
"Yes, yes, all insects will become delicious as long as they are fried in boiling oil, and the same must be true for slugs!"
"Let Master drink with your head, and let's take a share."
As the insect ghost approached, the mouth on the surface of the seal opened slightly, and the five-way god also noticed something strange, with a fierce expression.
Yang He didn't care at first, but his expression soon became intriguing.
He didn't talk nonsense. The skin bag Taoist robe was submerged into Niwan Palace, and the vagina covered the inside and outside of Niwan Palace, forming large scars to isolate the Yin Qi.
The five gods are divided into two, one on the left and one on the right standing next to the seal.
The mouth on the surface of the seal is slightly open.
Yang He smiled and signaled the Five Way God to let go of the insect ghost.
After the insect ghost crawled a few steps, the seal was hanging on the top of the insect ghost's head. The auras of the two blended together, and the seal was soon refined.
The insect ghost has facial features, and its appearance is somewhat similar to that of Yang He.
Although the information about the seal of Kowloon Island was Yang He, it was the insect ghost who became Lu Yue's sect. In other words, the insect ghost was born from Yang He's body and was originally his replacement.
Yang He could feel that the insect ghost was ready to bite him back.
"The doctor's words are true. Insects go through eggs, larvae, pupae, and adults throughout their lives. The same goes for plague messengers."
"If Li Qi becomes the plague messenger, he will not be able to resist the backlash of the insect ghost. He can only watch the insect ghost drain his body and soul."
"Li Qi became an insect chrysalis, and the insect ghost completed its transformation and emerged from the pupa."
Yang He speculated based on the Nine Refining Gu Insect Technique that the insect ghosts after pupa transformation are the real messengers of plague, and the immortal masters competing with each other in Yanqu Town are just nutrients.
He couldn't help but feel sad for Li Qi, the word "death" was always there.
"The plague messenger is neither human nor ghost, and will completely inherit the memory of the original body. In a sense, there is nothing wrong with the insect ghost also being called Yang He."
Yang He looked at the scurrying insect ghosts and was afraid of Lu Yue in his heart.
Thinking about it, how could Lu Yue let a mortal who was not under his control become a messenger of plague? The result of raising voodoo was already doomed.
"It shows in disguise that Lu Yue has no time to take care of Yanqu Town now."
Whenever Lu Yue is distracted and pays attention to Yanqu Town, he will not issue the Kowloon Island Dharma Seal.
Even if Wusui Buddha dies, his soul will return to Nuwa Palace. His body is transformed into an ordinary stone statue, and insects and ghosts are destined to be unable to break out of their pupae.
Yang He is more inclined to think that Lu Yue is dealing with Jiang Ziya, which involves most of his energy, and maybe this is his opportunity.
"In the original work, Jiang Taigong definitely did not die in the plague formation, but in the world of allusions...it's really hard to say, plus I have the butterfly effect."
Yang He realized that the key to completing the plague and scattered ghosts lay in Jiang Ziya.
"It seems that we have to use the identity of the plague messenger to find Jiang Taigong, and then contact Nezha, and work together to break the deadlock of the plague array."
"A million mortals become immortals? There is no such outrageous plot in the original work."
Yang He had a lot of thoughts. The advantages of keeping the insect ghosts outweighed the disadvantages. Besides, the plague ghosts might be the only chance to complete the Nine Refining Gu Insect Technique.
Lu Yue is pretty good, but he doesn't have many scenes in the Battle of the Gods.
The Chan Jiao Jie Jiao will not stop until death. If Lu Yue dies, Yang He will most likely have no choice but to ask the leader of Tongtian Cult for the secret.
Yang He stared at the noisy insect ghost and smiled.
"I really couldn't do anything to you before, but now that I have the Nine Refining Gu Insect Technique, it's easy to deal with your little insect."
Yang He planned to use the Nine Refining Gu Insect Technique to cooperate with Wanhua Baigui to confuse the Yuan Jing.
Without accommodating the insect ghosts, completely integrating the insect ghosts into the copper coin sword might give the Yin weapon a chance to be promoted to a Yin treasure.
Moreover, to practice the Nine-Refined Gu Insect Technique, Tonggui also needs an extremely high-quality insect skin.
The records of the Nine Refining Gu Insect Technique are called 'wrapped in insect skin', which can turn pupil ghosts into gu, and the insect skin in the evil ghost realm is more than enough to turn into gu in the severe ghost realm.
Theoretically speaking, potential ghosts can also practice the Nine Refining Gu Insect Technique.
Lu Yue's three-headed and six-armed image is probably made by the powerful ghost turning into a gu.
However, Yang He gave up the idea considering that the transformation of the potential ghost into Gu would affect the ghost body, and the three-headed and six-armed body could take care of everything.
"Little insect, just integrate into the copper coin sword."
"Five-Way God!"
"Master, the disciples are here!!!"
Yang He took back the leather bag Taoist robe and allowed the insect ghost to get out of the Niwan Palace.
The insect ghost excitedly crawled to the brainstem, its mouthparts extended a large number of blood vessels to connect to Yang He, and then tried to obtain nutrients for the body and soul.
It didn't take long for Chonggui to realize something was wrong. Yang He smiled and said nothing. As a supreme immortal body gifted by a saint, how could the Immaculate Body be shaken by a mere evil ghost?
The insect ghost only felt parasitic in the rock, but instead became petrified itself.
roar! ! !
The five gods and monsters smiled and came to the brainstem to protect the copper coin sword from damage. They also followed Yang He's instructions and continued to force the insect ghost to react.
Yang He communicated with the copper coin sword, and the Yin Qi carved lines on the sword.
From time to time, bug ghosts are engraved.
With the presence of the five gods, the process was smoother than imagined. The insect ghosts could not cause any trouble, but the Buddha's Yangshou would inevitably be depleted.
Yang Heshun followed the insect ghost's seal and lightly stepped on the ground.
"Heizi, keep it safe and don't let the seal be exposed to the outside world. Let's go to Xiqi first and then consider how to infiltrate the Jiejiao."
Meow~~
The black cat poked its head out, and when it opened its mouth, more than a dozen tentacles grabbed the seal, playing with it for a while before swallowing it deep into the mustard space.
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After being promoted to the Three Dislikes, the structure of the Mustard Seed space is layered like a cow's stomach.
Even if it contains a living person, it will be lost in the mustard space.
When Yang He was thinking about how to deal with the insect ghosts more safely, Mingshan came respectfully with Qingsong, stretched himself out and bowed.
"Mingshan has seen the saint's disciples."
"Qingsong has met the saint's disciples."
Yang He nodded slightly and his eyes stayed on Mingshan for a few breaths.
For him, it is difficult to notice the passage of time when playing a role, but time flies for all kinds of people in the allusion world.
It has been 20 years since Nuwa's festival when the ghosts were scattered. Mingshan was only in the Xiantian realm (evil ghost), and his longevity was almost the same as that of ordinary people. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes could be clearly seen.
"Disciple of the saint, how is your situation...?"
"It's okay, just a small problem."
Mingshan was secretly stunned, as the back of Yang He's head exploded every once in a while, and the stony brain tissue flew into the air, turning into a little ghost for a few breaths before disappearing into ashes.
If you didn’t know that disciples of saints walk in the world to eliminate disasters.
I just thought it was evil spirits...
"Mingshan, you can just call me Wusui Buddha from now on. Where is your master, Taoist Master Qingfeng?"
Mingshan looked surprised, he didn't expect the disciple of the saint to recognize him.
Yang He explained with a smile: "I became a disciple of the saint during the Nuwa Festival twenty years ago, and I actually met your master and disciple once."
"I see. No wonder Xiaodao felt familiar when he saw the saint's disciples."
Mingshan's attitude still did not dare to show any slightness.
After the disciples of the saint came to the mortal world, they were already considered to represent the saint. Moreover, behind Yang He was Nuwa, the empress who made human beings out of clay.
"My master, Qingfeng, is trapped in Xiqi. We can contact him occasionally. This time we came to Yanqu Town, it was our master who asked us to come, but I didn't expect that, hey..."
Yang He looked a little solemn, the Wenhuang Formation blocked Xiqi, and it was obvious that there was no one available for Chanjiao.
"Mingshan, the saint called me to quell the trouble. What's going on in Xiqi now?"
"Buddha, the path is not very clear."
Mingshan couldn't help but sigh, "Xiqi can't be entered but cannot be left. When the plague was raging half a month ago, Master Nezha escorted us out of Xiqi, but now the city is unknown."
"What plague?"
He swallowed, with a lingering fear on his face, "Those mortals infected with the plague will scratch their ears and cheeks, as if itching is unbearable, and they will not feel better until the skin is scratched."
"Master, it is strange to say that the plague only spreads among the common people."
"Well, Uncle Nezha mentioned that Lu Yue, who arranged the Wenhuang Formation, was good at using poison, which led to the fall of Xiqidu."
Yang He didn't know if Nezha was in a state of distress now. With his senior brother's temperament, it was really difficult for him to deal with the mess of the Wenhuang Formation.
Mingshan was stunned for a moment, then asked belatedly: "Qingsong, where is your junior sister?"
"Not good!"
Qingsong's face turned pale and he replied with lumps: "Seeing that the plague in Yanqu Town was about to spread, the disciples used paper horses to lead the junior sisters to evacuate towards Xiqi."
"Bad thing, the paper horse has run out of the range of your telepathy!"
Mingshan slapped his thigh and said, "Even if you want to return to Xiqi, you have to contact Uncle Nezha first. Only by cooperating inside and outside can you ensure safety!!"
"Quick, Qingsong, let's chase Qingbo immediately. We should be able to stop him in front of the city gate."
When the master and apprentice were about to leave, Yang He stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Mingshan, with your method of turning paper into a horse, it will definitely be too late."
"Let me take you. I happen to be in seclusion for a while. You are responsible for showing the way."
"Thank you, Buddha Vulgar."
Mingshan was overjoyed, not only because of Qingbo, but also because there were saint disciples who helped explain the teachings, and Xiqi might be saved.
"Heizi, come out."
The shadow under Yang He's feet squirmed, and the black cat emerged from it.
The palm-sized cat swelled against the storm, and in just a few breaths it was four meters tall. Every move it made was like a leopard or a dragon, and the pressure felt like reality.
The black cat bared its teeth and showed off in front of the master and apprentice.
Then with a sweep of his tail, the two stone statues landed on their backs.
Yang He chose to restrain his aura and lie dormant. Turning into a stone statue could also save his life.
(End of chapter)