Chapter 163 The Three Ghosts were promoted to the Ghost Realm
Zhou Ji was stunned and almost forgot to breathe. "I don't know which immortal disciple passed by Chaoge. Such a fierce mount, could it be the second generation disciple of the two sects of the Chanjie Sect?"
Before he could see the back of the Black Panther clearly, he would see the back of the black panther clearly?"
The figures on the top suddenly emerged.
In an instant.
Anything within a thousand meters has pupils opened on the surface, and the pupils are rotating randomly, then landing on the foreheads of all evil spirits.
When Zhou Ji saw the evil spirit struggling wildly, as if bound by invisible chains, his pupils drip drying his flesh and blood bit by bit.
The terrifying yin energy was overflowing, and the evil spirit had no power to fight back when facing the immortal disciples. "Go."
The immortal disciple's Taoist robe escaped, and the evil spirits left the skins left by them were not spared. They swallowed them all and returned to their original place.
The evil spirit that Zhou Ji could only deal with was vulnerable to the immortal disciples. "Thank you for your rescue!" He bowed respectfully, but noticed that his joking eyes were staring at him.
"Zhou Ji, long time no see, you are getting more and more polite."
Zhou Ji was stunned. The black panther's back was no one else, but he had contacted him during the Nuwa Festival. Yang He, his pale hair was tied up by the Tao hairpin, and his red eyes seemed to have hidden Taoist rhyme.
"Yang...Yang He?"
"Yeah."
After receiving the affirmative reply, Zhou Ji couldn't help but sigh.
Eleventh year has passed, and Yang He is still like a Taoist boy. Time seems to have left no traces, and his cultivation is bottomless.
Zhou Ji is already forty and is not confused, and his cultivation is difficult to go further in the perfection of the innate realm.
He sorted out his mood. People are different. Yang He is born with an immortal body and a disciple of the twelve golden immortals. It is easy to become an immortal.
Maybe a hundred years later, if you are just a handful of loess, Yang He has lived forever.
"Master Yang, you came to Chaoge this time for..."
"Lutai."
Zhou Ji knew, "Master Yang, please, I will first Send you to the palace, and the general will tell you the specific matters about Lutai."
"It's a blessing."
Yang He did not put away the black cat and walked into Chaoge openly.
He knew very well that it was impossible to avoid Shen Gongbao's eyes and ears. After all, when Chaoge approached, a faint spiritual sense had already swept away.
It is better to be honest and bright, and soldiers come to block the water and soil.
It is no wonder that the people showed respect and some even bowed their heads to pray.
In the Romance of the Gods, the mounts of strange beasts are standard, such as Wen Zhong's Mo Qilin, Huang Feihu's Five-Colored Divine Ox, King Zhou's Daji...
The black cat was extremely proud and exhaled white breath from his mouth. It was only a matter of time. Zhu started to shake his head, and his mouth kept making unique whimpers.
"Be more aggressive."
Yang He patted the black cat's head. The latter could not enjoy similar treatment in the main world, and 99% of ordinary people could not detect evil spirits.
The three ghosts have become extremely active.
The yin energy in Chaoge City is actually ten times stronger than outside the city.
The ghost has eaten the flesh and blood of evil spirits, and some bones have been derived from the left foot, and the ghosts have swallowed the yin energy without stopping.
Yang He spent two days on the way, and his premonition of breaking through the bottleneck became increasingly serious.
The two of them were unobstructed all the way, but they encountered some episodes outside the palace.
A shrew in his early sixties was scolding the street.
The shrew was not at a disadvantage when facing dozens of people. Because the local accent was heavy and he couldn't hear it clearly, it seemed to be accusing the army of not allowing her husband to return home.
When the black cat approached, the shrew stood aside.
When Yang He saw the arms of a shrew whose thighs were thicker than ordinary people, he couldn't help but mutter: "If you change to an old man with weak bones, you'll probably lose half of your life soon." br>
Zhou Ji wanted to speak but stopped, but hesitated for a long time but did not speak out that this person was Jiang Ziya's wife.
He didn't even understand why Jiang Ziya, a disciple of the saint, married an old woman of sixty in Chaoge at the age of seventy.
The two went straight to Lutai.
Without waiting to get closer, Huang Feibiao came towards him.
"Brother is right, the two true legends of Qianyuan Mountain are both the resources of immortals."
Huang Feibiao was attracted by the momentum caused by Yang He, and could feel the source of yin energy around him. It continues to pour into the latter's body, and after a cycle of circulation, it will completely return to peace.
"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, Nezha's foundation is far inferior to that of the Taoist corpse."
Yang He landed lightly, and the black cat got into the shadow of his feet. Yu Guang unconsciously glanced at the harem, and there were too many peeps. "Master Yang, Huang Feibiao is here. My brother Huang Feihu will come and explain the situation in Lutai carefully." "Where is Uncle Jiang?"
"In the Lutai, I just entered."
Yang He swept across the Lutai up and down, because it was during the day, there was no one in the building.
After waiting for a while, wait until the sunset shines on the morning song.
Many figures appeared out of thin air on Lutai.
Including Queen Jiang, they all looked straight ahead with dull faces, and the smiles raised on the corners of their mouths looked extremely strange.
Yang He was stunning in his sight, and Huang Feibiao didn't dare to disturb him.
Zhou Jize hurriedly left and continued to defend the city gate.
After the night fell, the figures on the deer platform began to move, and at the same time, there was a faint cry of sorrow in the bedroom. "After eleven years after leaving, my style remains the same." Huang Feihu came to Yang He at some point. "I've seen the general." Yang He gave a Taoist ceremony. It was because Huang Feihu Wenzhong recommended that he could visualize the arrival of the saint at the close distance.
Huang Feihu couldn't help but look up at Yang He.
I thought Yang He's corpse-exercised immortal body was extraordinary, but now it is even more mysterious, far exceeding the scope of corpse-immortals.
The two of them exchanged a few greetings, and the topic quickly turned to the main topic.
Yang He learned that any living person who died in Lu Taichung will breed almost the same evil spirit in the outside world.
He had contacted Queen Jiang and knew that Lu Tai was far from simple.
Otherwise, how could Queen Jiang turn into a killing ghost in a short time? "General Huang, who built Lutai?"
"The drawings were drawn by Wen Zhong a few years ago, and all the craftsmen and slaves were ordinary."
>Huang Feihu was a little hesitant, "The construction of Lutai was natural, as if it was granted by the will of heaven in the dark, and even a height of more than ten meters showed the illusion of reaching directly to the heavenly court."
"Turn directly to the heavenly court?"
" >
Yang He was secretly shocked and felt a headache when he heard the word "Heavenly Court".
He thought everything was arranged by Shen Gongbao, but now it seems that Lu Tai may really have a slight connection with the Heavenly Court.
Is Yeyou God wearing fur also from heaven?
"General, is Bigan also in Lutai?"
"Yes."
"At that time, the king held a banquet in Lutai, so Bigan was naturally involved."
Yang He noticed Bigan among the figures of Lutai.
Unlike looking straight ahead, Bi Gan raised her head high, folded her neck to the sky, and placed her hands on her chest ribs.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
At this time.
A man passed by Bigan.
Compared with the dull figures on and off the Lutai, the man looked a little abrupt, as if he was an existence that should not have appeared in Lutai.
Huang Feihu didn't notice it, and the thousands of soldiers on the field didn't notice it.
Only Yang He's spiritual vision can see the clues.
The man stood on the edge of Lutai and looked at Yang He.
Yang He subconsciously stepped forward, and a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears. "Fellow Daoist, please stay." "If you know the fun, don't step on Lutai. It's not good to meddle in other people's business like Jiang Ziya." Yang He's face looked ugly. The man disappeared again in the blink of an eye.
If he had not admitted his mistake, this person was Shen Gongbao. No wonder he was missing in the harem. It turned out to be in Lutai.
"General, when will Uncle Jiang come back?"
Huang Feihu never noticed Yang He's solemnity flashed by. "It will take another five days. No matter whether Jiang Ziya can find the exit of Lutai, I will walk in person." Yang He got the answer he wanted, don't After passing Huang Feihu, he immediately went into seclusion.
He knew that Shen Gongbao must make trouble and must seize the time to make a breakthrough.
boom.
Yang He no longer held back, and the yin energy flowed back into his body, forming a vacuum zone for hundreds of miles, which made Huang Feibiao suck in the cold air.
The three souls and seven spirits gathered in the Niwan Palace and gradually formed an integral part.
The pupil ghost almost occupied the entire forehead.
The ghosts are pregnant with their left foot at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is the easiest way to descend gods and ghosts. When digesting the yin energy, some signs will arise.
puff.
Left foot forming.
The ghost of the pupil has reached the critical point but has not been promoted, and there is still an opportunity to go.
The drought and plague spread for no reason with Yanghe as the center.
Yang He took out the three-legged tripod and then drilled into the vagina.
Dongdongdongdongdongdong.
The three-legged tripod made a dull sound, and fist prints continued to appear on the surface. As the phenomenon of the withering of plants and trees, the clouds dissipated most of them.
"Change the fetus? The vision of concentrating the mind is just like this." Huang Feihu ordered people to divide a zone and leave it to Yang He for retreat.
If it weren't for the disaster, he really wanted to take a good look at the mystery of the immortal body.
The strange phenomenon lasted for three days, and the soldiers were already accustomed to the movements caused by Yang He.
The gods and ghosts were the first to break through, and the ghosts of the pupils followed closely behind.
Yang He only felt that he had two bodies, the other one was the Dharma Heaven and Earth transformed by the three ghosts, standing on the sky and the earth in the Niwan Palace.
The three souls and seven spirits are integrated into the Dharma heaven and earth.
Yang He held his breath and slowly restrained the drought and plague outside.
Wow.
The Niwan Palace cried.
The three souls and seven spirits are missing, and the fetus is replaced by the fetus. The fetus occupies more than 80% of the Niwan Palace, which is in line with Yang He's heart.
The fetus refers to the unity of the soul and soul. You don’t have to worry about damage when you leave the body for a long time.
The three ghosts separated.
It seems that there is no change, but it has been transformed.
The biggest difference between evil ghosts and evil ghosts is the ghost realm.
It is like Mrs. Yin's overwhelming amount of black hair, or Queen Jiang makes the plants and trees grow limbs and turn them into evil spirits, this is...the ghost realm.
The evil ghost domain is transformed by instinct, while the monks actively intervene in the formation of the ghost domain.
The practice of the three ghosts in the evil ghost realm is to condense the ghost realm.
"Incarnate the world and the world, it should be able to use the prototype of the ghost realm."
Yang He had stabilized his cultivation and had no time to explore the ghost realm. He found that Huang Feihu had already entered the Lutai, and Jiang Ziya had never come out during this period.
Huang Feihu used the death row prisoner to pick up Jiang Ziya.
As a result, Jiang Ziya chose to give up the body.
Yang He left the Three-legged Cauldron, looked at the harem with the gust of wind from afar. The howling wind was harsh, and the center was a temple near Queen Jiang's bedroom.
He found Huang Feibiao who maintained order and asked quickly: "General Huang Feibiao, whose residence is that palace?"
"It was originally the king's study, called Zhaixing Tower."
"Okay."
Before Huang Feibiao asked, Yang He had already pushed the door and walked into Lutai.
"I want to know Shen Gongbao."
"After that, Shen Gongbao's mount seems to be a black panther?"
"This person is destined to me."
(The end of this chapter)