Chapter 231 Saint Resurrection and Hospital
【Acquiring "The Debris of Yao Tianjun's Niwan Palace"】
【Acquiring the 〈Four-Shaped Ghost〉】
【Get the "Three-legged Cauldron>】
Yang He had previously sealed the remains of Niwan Palace in mustard seed space, mainly because he did not want to cause any disaster in the allusion world.
Now that I return to the main world, I immediately exchange it.
Yang He held a claret of crystal clear brain tissue in his palm. The tea fragrance was gone, and the smell of rotten protein became stronger and stronger.
He almost couldn't help but retching, and then he noticed Bao Guling's activity.
【Yao Tianjun’s Niwan Palace Wreckage】
[It was originally part of the Niwan Palace of the Ten Heavenly Lord Yao Bin, which contained some fragments of the Taoist temple. It was a good material for refining Yin treasures and elixirs. 】
"If you use it to refine elixirs, it should be much smoother to advance to the Hunyuan Realm."
"Forget it, let's integrate into Baoguling."
Yang He's alchemy level is not satisfactory and may waste the immortal brain. Moreover, he always feels a little scary when eating the brain.
He drove Baoguling and suddenly a large number of heads surged out of the Yinbao.
The head of the corpse Taoist boy is the head.
Yang He opened his palms and used blood refining to contaminate his brain tissue with his own breath, and then merged into the treasure bone tomb little by little.
Looking at the appearance of many skulls eating voraciously, I was secretly glad that I didn’t have to taste it in my own words.
The yin energy of Baoguling surging, the internal space continued to expand, and the originally dull heads showed a trace of spirituality, and the corpse energy became increasingly rich.
Yang He raised his eyebrows and gently shook Baoguling.
More than a dozen heads were sank deep into the ground. After a simple raw pile was arranged, the room temperature in the wing room dropped sharply to zero.
The walls were covered with a thin layer of frost.
"Hehe, there are so many ways to make a formation. Who says that stakes are not one of them?"
Yang He immediately took back his head, and was extremely satisfied with Baoguling, and his confidence in living in the Ten Abyss.
At the same time, he noticed that there were a large number of miscellaneous objects at the top of the tower.
"Fragments of the dojo? Is it a treasure of Yao Tianjun?"
Yang He showed interest and kept searching through the objects, but unfortunately they were all ordinary evil objects with limited value.
He was too lazy to identify one by one, so he simply divided it by the amount of exchangeable spiritual vision.
"Save a few pill recipes."
"The incomplete Yin Treasure fragments are exchanged for spiritual vision."
"There is also Yao Tianjun's method, but only the first two levels are left."
【Ten Weird Ghosts (Watching the More)】
[Once mastered, the Ten Ghosts will replace the ten organs in the body, and the organs will turn into ghosts, and the rest will gradually decline. 】
"Why is the Ten Heavenly Lord fighting against Geng? Could it be that they have become evil spirits?"
Yang He thought about it over and over again, remembering that it was usually necessary to patrol the streets in five updates. Some larger towns would be equipped with ten people, and they would beat Geng people day and night, making them the nickname "Ghost Husband".
【The Jiejiao Taoist species can be exchanged for 28,000 Spirit Visions】
"Talent..."
Yang He took a deep breath and looked at it and found that it was 28,000 spiritual sights. He had never encountered such a high value.
The Taoist seed looks like an eyeball, but the pupils are already turbid.
【Jiejiao Taoist species】
[The supreme Taoist seed refined by the leader of Tongtian Sect contains the saint's insights into the great way. After taking it, you can listen to the teachings of the saint. You need the second generation of disciples of the Jie Sect to avoid the disadvantages. 】
Yang He showed enthusiasm on his face. The Taoist Secretariat was probably the same as when he learned about Nuwa and obtained the Taoist tradition that fits his soul.
The Sutra of Wanhua Hundred Ghosts is the key to laying the foundation of practice.
Otherwise, it is impossible to perform the Dharma in heaven and earth.
"The Taoist seeds must not be taken in real body. Are the plague Taoist considered a second-generation disciple?"
Yang He was a little hesitant. The Taoist of Plague was created by Lu Yue's remnant soul. He was not essentially a genuine disciple of the Tongtian Sect, and he did not have the characteristics of immortal souls of the second generation of Jie Sect disciples.
"Or wait a little longer, the role of the second-generation disciple of the entire Jie Sect?"
"No."
Yang He gave up his thoughts. The Ten Absolute Formation is already a battle between immortals, and the end of the two sects is not far from the end of the saints. The earlier the Taoist seed is, the safer it is.
He sealed the Taoist seed in Niwan Palace, intending to find an opportunity if the situation of the Ten Absolute Formation is stable.
Baoguling digests brain tissue, and it is not far from the best Yinbao. The difference is the number of heads. This time I went to the world of allusions and I might be able to gain a lot.
Ha'er~~
Yang He stretched and was about to call out the panel, but he saw Old Man Yang walking into the courtyard surrounded by statue covered with white cloth.
"What the hell?"
His pupils shrank slightly, he opened the window and asked, "Dad, what are you holding?"
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful to hit the saint."
Old Man Yang muttered the saint to calm his anger and explained softly: "Ahe, next month's fifteenth day is the birthday of Nuwa. Your father, I specially invited a Nuwa statue to settle in your home."
"March 15th?"
"You are heartless every day, I'm afraid you've forgotten Nuwa's festival."
Old Man Yang carefully brought Nuwa statue to the lobby and placed it on the altar in the corner. After a simple wipe, three incense sticks were burned.
Yang He had a solemn expression and immediately sent a message to Yu Zheng and others.
As a result, they all knew that next month was the Nuwa Festival, but not long ago, the festival related to immortals and Buddhas was almost extinct in the main world.
How to say it.
Just like the cognition of all people in the main world is subject to change.
"It is true that the saint's resurrection is, Nuwa... is coming back soon!!!"
"The division of yin and yang in the main world, and the recovery of the saints is not necessarily a bad thing. Besides, this matter needs to be fermented, and it will not threaten me for a while." Yang He suppressed distracting thoughts and immediately informed Yi Qidong of the news. As for whether the Grand Secretary could detect the strangeness, it depends on them.
【Volume Things: Heart-creating Song】
[Related allusions: "Ghost Prison Formation", "Five Colored Ghosts", "Nine Curved Ghosts", whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the allusion world]
"Confirm."
【Identity〈passenger〉 is dead and cannot choose to play】
[Customer: You took a carriage to the tea garden in the suburbs late at night, but when you returned home at dawn, you only had half of your body left. 】
Yang He routinely refreshed the character, and could feel that the information disclosed by the character had already involved more than a dozen places, which showed the danger of the Ten Abyss.
[The Third Prince: You went out to find your fellow senior brother, and went to the hospital after pursuing your breath. When you woke up, you no longer remembered it. 】
"Hospital? The Ten Absolute Formation has produced alternative styles. According to the character information, Nezha and Yang Jian are likely to be in it."
Yang He brought all the Yin treasures, and the Black Cat did not let them go.
"Play the role of [the third prince]."
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Yang He was awakened by the rotten smell.
His head stinged, and the medicinal power of the Mind Pill slowly emanated from the treasure bone tower, and his consciousness gradually fell into a state of half-sleeping and half-awake.
When I recovered my memory, a quarter of an hour had passed without realizing it.
When Yang He opened his eyes, he ran into the drop bottle hanging in front of him. This thing was obviously not a normal product, and the drop bottle contained not some potion, but talisman water.
You can see the burning ashes of yellow paper floating on the bottom and a centipede.
The centipede arthropods sway with the Dan water.
The other end of the drop bottle pierced into Yang He's forehead. Dan water had not been infused into the body, but the yang fire was constantly passing.
He was not surprised that the modern products of the Ten Abysses were all specious.
Yang He was about to pull off the drop bottle, but his strong palpitations arose without any warning. The centipede struggled desperately and the elixir water became turbid.
"There is a ghost!"
"The evil spirit is absorbing my yang energy through the little bit of bottles."
Yang He stopped calmly, and the Danshui returned to its clarity.
The third prince only has some characteristics of corpses to dissolve the immortal body, but the yang fire is no longer a weakness, and even if it is extinguished, it will not die.
"After the Ten Absolute Formation expanded twice, the strength of evil spirits may surge again."
Yang He did not act rashly and looked around the ward. There were two beds in the house, and he should be the only one. He could not see his five fingers outside the door.
He searched through the drawer to find several pages of paper recording the patient's condition.
It can be called a case report.
‘The patient in Room 17 had a serious heart disease. Once he fell asleep, he was strongly aggressive. Shortly after he entered the hospital, the patient could no longer tell the dream of the present. ’
Leaving the soul is like sleepwalking, but there seems to be no one in the house.
Yang He's ribs grew an arm and held the drop bottle. He pushed the door hard, but it didn't move at all, and his expression became playful.
He glanced back and suddenly there was a figure on the empty bed.
The figure was an old man, with white hair as if he was dying, the sheets were covered with corpse-like stains, and blood was soaking the bed.
Suddenly.
The old man opened his eyes and grabbed half of the chopsticks at the head of the bed.
His mouth grinned to his ears, and he cut his throat with chopsticks in front of Yang He. The black blood gushed, but his smile became more and more crawling.
"Haha."
Yang He had no expression on his face and witnessed the old man's death and turned into a corpse.
The moment the old man died.
Yang He was in a daze for a moment. After opening his eyes, he noticed that he was still at the head of the bed, and the drops of bottles were hanging in his original position.
The bed next door was empty and the old man was missing.
The same plot was staged again. Yang Heyi left the bed, and a dull sound came from the corner. The old man smiled bitterly and scratched his throat with chopsticks.
Another moment of trance.
Yang He returned to the head of the bed and woke up from the same dream repeatedly in a short period of time.
He saw half a piece of chopsticks on the pillow in the outskirts.
There seems to be a voice constantly reminding you.
Only by hanging yourself can you escape from endless nightmares.
"Mystery, I can tell whether I am dreaming."
Yang He was too lazy to delve into it. The ghosts on his eyebrows opened and closed, and he had already noticed the clues, and his right arm stretched several meters to penetrate into the bed.
The dragon claws pierced through the bed board, and the rotten wood debris exploded.
Smoke and dust drifted away in Yang He's eyes, turning into thousands of eyeballs and splashing on the wall. In the blink of an eye, the entire ward was covered with scarlet pupils.
"Ahhhh!"
The monster hiding under the bed screamed, its head was covered with bark-like folds, but its body looked like an ordinary mortal.
"Half-human and half-ghost, it's still a rare nightmare ghost. No wonder it still retains its spiritual intelligence."
Yang He sneered and tightened his knuckles, and heard the crackling sound from the nightmare ghost.
"You...you can't be a newly admitted patient. Who are you?!!"
"Patient?"
Yang He said thoughtfully: "Since you are a patient No. 17, have you ever heard of the names of Nezha and Yang Jian?"
"It may be related to three-eye, burning, or alien."
"I...I only know that those who can be detained here are...all aliens!!!"
(This chapter ends)