Chapter 230 Double Decker Bus
Yang He successfully returned to the flesh and blood Taoist temple, but he was dying.
Even if you have not suffered heavy damage, just using the Dharma, the world, the existing physical body cannot withstand the unity of human and ghosts.
The monks of the Analects all saw that Yang He's life was about to be cut off.
The only half of the remaining body's blood has flowed out. As long as the three ghosts in the body return to the flesh and blood Taoist temple, Yang He will immediately die and disappear.
"Senior Brother, are you okay?"
"Everyone of the Chan Sect knows that the senior brother is a corpse-removing immortal body, it doesn't matter. When the corpse-removing immortal body is activated, the flesh and bones of dead people will be able to live."
"That's right, Mr. Jiang said that if a senior brother does not become an immortal, he can be immortal."
The monks were really panicked and didn't care about themselves and were very hurt. They kept stuffing their treasured elixirs into Yang He's mouth.
However, the stomach and intestines were exposed and fell out without waiting for the medicine to absorb.
At this time, the flesh and blood Taoist temple had already penetrated into the depths of the tunnel, and outside the window was as dark as ink, and there were strange sounds of nails scraping the pottery jar.
The wheels seemed to be stuck in the mud, causing the speed of driving extremely slowly.
Yang He knew his condition and did not worry for too long. His eyes were fixed on the middle-aged Taoist priest with the highest cultivation level. "What do you call a fellow Taoist?"
"Senior brother, I'm in Yun Ziqian."
Yun Ziqian bowed respectfully, and the other monks bowed their heads together.
"Don't worry, this body is not my true body, and even if the vitality is cut off, there is no need to worry that this ghost car will lose control."
After Yang He comforted him, the monks' faces returned to their blood.
"My junior brothers, what's going on in Xiqi now?"
Yun Ziqian replied in a deep voice: "The Ten Absolute Formation has threatened the mountains near Xiqi. After Jiang Taigong was unable to break the magic circle, he asked Senior Brother Nezha and Yang Jian to take us into the formation."
"Oh, it's a pity that when we arrive at the magic circle, most of our memories are erased, and we don't know much about the specific locations of Brother Nezha and Yang Jian."
Yang He was full of thoughts, and the monks did not dare to disturb him when they saw this.
Once the immortals fight in the Ten Absolute Formation, the Taiyi Zhenren may not be able to take care of them. Only by joining together to keep warm will there be a glimmer of hope.
It is necessary for me to gather the disciples of the Ancient Sect and regard the flesh and blood Taoist temple as a temporary base.
"Yun Ziqian, are you able to contact Xiqi now?"
"Yes, but the talisman can only tell a sentence that does not exceed a cross."
"Well, contact Xiqi immediately and ask them to bring the dragon-bearded tiger into the Ten Abyssal Formation. You can mention that it was requested by my corpse Taoist."
Yang He had already felt the embarrassment of the body and his injuries could not heal. He used the magic of heaven and earth to make a pure use of fire and burn himself.
"Okay, senior brother!!"
Yun Ziqian took out a set of flags refined by Jiang Ziya, and was about to arrange them when he caught a glimpse of a very twisted face at the window.
Its facial features are empty, and the buds of tea trees occupy the skull.
His face opened his mouth and tilted his mouth, and a giggle came out.
Immediately afterwards.
More and more faces approached the window, and when you looked closely, you could find that the extended neck came from both sides of the tunnel.
Yun Ziqian took a few steps back, and countless pottery jars embedded in the mountain wall had been opened.
How to say it, it is like a coral polyp that drills out of the seabed reefs.
It is obvious that the pottery urns produced in the tea garden will eventually come to the tunnel, and the Ten Abysses have formed a curious ecological chain in just three days.
"My junior brothers, don't pay attention to it and continue to set up the formation."
"But..."
Yun Ziqian's back felt cold, and his dense face hit the window wildly, even if his nose bridge was broken, he did not hesitate at all.
"Mother-in-law, sift the tea powder and sift out ten pottery dolls."
"Cry at the third update, climb at the fifth update, and settle down in the new home."
"Grandpa, I gave you fairy tea, and the tea soup poured out glazed tiles."
"There are blood and granulations buried under the tiles, and there are scabs on the buds."
When the face sang the last sentence, a large amount of tea residue gushed out of his mouth and nose, which attached to the flesh and blood Taoist temple, causing the driving speed to decrease repeatedly.
The fine cracks spread, and in the long run, the flesh and blood Taoist temples will have the risk of collapse.
Yang He snorted coldly, and the black cat sucked the broken pottery slices he had collected before into the carriage, and a tea fragrance mixed with rust was suddenly emitted.
Slap sex.
Blood vessels grow in broken pottery pieces piece together bit by bit.
However, the flesh and blood Taoist temple did not give the broken pottery fragments the chance to turn into ghosts. It directly pulled the broken pottery fragments into the body, and the noise of chewing and swallowing came.
Yun Ziqian was sweating coldly, not understanding what kind of monster the flesh and blood Taoist temple was.
etc.
He suddenly noticed the familiar aura of the flesh and blood Taoist temple.
Corpse disintegrating the immortal body?
This ghost car... is also the incarnation of the corpse Taoist? ! !
After the flesh and blood Taoist temple obtained enough nutrients, the cracks healed quickly, and the cultivation of the three guardian gods was also slowly increasing.
At the same time, the appearance of the bus regenerates the fate.
The flesh and blood Taoist temple made a spasm like a living creature, the bones on the roof extended rapidly, and the thirty-six ribs actually interlaced into a dome.
"Senior Brother Yun! The roof of the car...the roof of the car has eyes!"
The young monk pointed to the dome and screamed, the flesh membrane in the intercostal space bulged with pustules, which cracked and exposed blood-filled eyeballs.
What's even more terrifying is that the wheels are made up of countless limbs.
Yang He looked around the carriage and found that there were thirty-four seats. Gong Sui turned into a mummy, but he could still provide a faint yin energy.
"It's not enough."
"If the flesh and blood Taoist temple wants to be the temporary base camp of the Analects, the space alone is far from enough. After all, it is impossible for everyone to stand in the carriage." If so, the flesh and blood Taoist temple can form a pseudo-dojo like the Xiqi Ghost Realm.
Yang He threw out the roots of the tea tree, and the roots surging like pythons.
But not long after, it became a food for flesh and blood, and the volume remained unchanged, but the space in the car increased little by little.
puff.
The second floor car is being formed.
"Double-decker bus? Well, that's reasonable."
Yang He took the initiative to interfere in the second floor carriage and built an independent retreat room, which allowed fellow practitioners of the Academic Buddhism to practice.
During the practice, 30% of the yin energy will promote the flesh and blood Taoist view.
"Hehehe, let's rely on fellow Taoists to live in the concentration realm."
The flesh and blood Taoist view is just a non-human appearance, but in fact it is complete with all five internal organs. Yang He can clearly see that the spiritual roots take root in the organs.
The noisy murmur was isolated, and no matter how the strange face hit it, it was difficult to shake the flesh and blood Taoist temple and continue to drive away.
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After the flesh and blood Taoist temple digested the harvest from the tea garden, there were ten additional retreat rooms on the second floor carriage.
Yang He nodded with satisfaction, his breath was as thin as a gossip.
"Junior Brother Yun."
"Senior brother, you said."
"You can go to the second floor through the bone ladder behind the carriage, which has ten retreat rooms inside. Remember to take turns practicing and recuperating your injuries."
Yun Ziqian was secretly shocked. As expected, the ghost car was the incarnation of the corpse Taoist.
Senior brother’s supernatural powers are probably extraordinary.
The monks then followed the bone ladder into the second floor carriage. It was indeed a retreat room. The white bone door with intertwined teeth seemed to be a bloody mouth.
Yun Ziqian made a simple visit and returned to the lower carriage.
Yang He has only one handful of Yang He's Yang Fire.
"Senior brother, we will engrave the Yin Gathering Array for the Retreatment Room. Any evil spirit who wants to break the ghost car must step past our corpses."
Yang He was already dizzy and quickly explained his funeral: "That's not the case. He always focuses on his own life, but I have a reluctance to ask."
"You said."
"Junior Brother Yun, the ghost car will shuttle through the Ten Abyssal Formation every night. It is inevitable that you will encounter fellow students who are blinded by memory. You should try your best to save your brothers and bring them all into the ghost car."
The monks were in awe of their grave respect, and Yang He accepted the gaze with a thick face.
Yang Hetai needs a group of tools to feed the flesh and blood Taoist temples to himself, which can also promote cultivation. By the way, it can be promoted to the Hunyuan realm in a short period of time, so it depends on the concerted efforts of the Academic Sect.
"Also, the little girl born from the Ten Abyssal Formation should be left in the carriage. But pay more attention, she will occasionally sense some danger."
Yang He left the remaining memory pill to Yun Ziqian, repeatedly emphasizing that being careful is the best. If it really doesn't work, wait for the third generation of disciples to make a long-term plan.
There is sunlight in the front of the car through the window.
It appears with a strange purple color.
"The Ten Absolute Formation is about to expand for the second time, and this ghost place will be more and more people will not enter."
Everything falls into a stop, and the invisible drastic changes affect the Ten Abyss Formation. It seems to be just expanding ten miles, but in fact, the strange phenomenon will not be like this.
Yang He could no longer hold on, and half of his body was covered with corpse spots.
He communicated with the Taoist Temple of Flesh and Blood, so that the Taoist Temple of Flesh and Blood did not pass through the tunnel every night, and then took the initiative to find the traces of the monks of the Chan Sect, especially the whereabouts of Nezha and Yang Jian.
The flesh and blood Taoist temple has no intelligence, but it is still no problem to follow simple instructions.
"The bus and carriage are also part of the Ten Abyssal Formation. Logically speaking, as long as you do not provoke evil spirits, there should be no accidents."
Yang He climbed up with his arms and instantly merged into the seat with his vitality.
【Your character "passenger" has died, playing the allusion ends】
Yun Ziqian and others did not realize that Yang He had died, and their attention was focused on Ziguang.
The flesh and blood Taoist temple was docked outside the tunnel.
When the purple light disappeared, the Ten Abysses returned to their former noisy and noisy, and the mundane nurturing of the magic array was at least ten times more.
"This is..."
Yun Ziqian looked stunned, feeling that the town became more and more unfamiliar after the second expansion.
The roads in the suburbs were originally muddy, but now they are covered with a thick layer of asphalt, with many incomprehensible signs on the surface.
The ordinary people around him turned a blind eye to the flesh and blood Taoist temple.
It seems that during the day, they cannot see the ghost car with their naked eyes.
"Teacher...Senior Brother..."
Yun Ziqian realized that Yang He had died, and his eyes were confused. Then he remembered the advice he had made before his death and became firm.
"Continue to arrange the formation flags and contact Xiqi immediately!!"
"I don't know what the hell is doing in the Jie Sect, but a... stone-built town has been derived from the formation. What do you want to do?!
Yun Ziqian added with a little disdain: "The yin energy is turbid and usually sinks into the ground. What's the use of towering stone buildings into the clouds?"
Others agreed, "That's right, it's not conducive to practice at all."
"Senior Brother Yun, look, does the town today look like a beehive?"
"Yeah."
Yun Ziqian frowned, and this made the Ten Absolute Formation inevitably complicated. Then again, is such a arrangement beneficial to Jieshu?
As they saw, there were several seven or eight-story buildings standing in the city.
There are even some prototypes of tall buildings.
(This chapter ends)