Chapter 244 No, they are the twelve golden immortals!
The fire-burning array rages Ping An Hospital.
The raging fire instantly swallowed the building, the plants and trees turned into ashes under the high temperature, the walls quickly cracked and twisted, and the pungent smell of paste was filled with thick smoke, which made people feel deeply suffocated.
Yang He hid in the three-legged cauldron and could hear the flesh and blood sizzling.
His induction with the incarnation disappeared.
Yang He looked ugly, and his consciousness was attached to the three-legged tripod. Then he looked around the emergency room with Yin Bao's eyes, and his incarnation had lost its vitality.
There are only twelve charred corpses on the hospital bed, and their physical characteristics are nowhere to be found.
"Damn it, if there is a subway to attract Zhao Gongming's attention, aren't the Twelve Golden Immortals willing to end up in person? It's better to call it..."
Yang He resisted the urge to curse and thought about what to do next.
If the Twelve Golden Immortals had not restrained Zhao Gongming, I could not stay in the flesh and blood subway, or would I sacrifice the third prince to pretend to die and replace him with a vest?
It's OK. Since the Twelve Golden Immortals are not good, they should simply play the role of the Taoist plague.
boom.
The flames swayed.
The temperature in the emergency room dropped sharply and the door was blown open by the wind in the hall.
Yang He narrowed his eyes and noticed that a Taoist was walking towards him. It was the monk of the Jie Cult who arranged the magic circle, who swallowed flames while walking.
The Taoist stared at the three-legged tripod and couldn't help but be amazed.
"A natural spiritual treasure, nourished for hundreds of years, is enough to achieve acquired treasures. It is a waste to fall into you, a person in the Academic Sect. Why not hand it over to me, Senior Brother Liu?"
The three-legged tripod's eyes were circling, and the more the Taoist looked at it, the more he felt liked it.
After the Taoist noticed the breath of Yinbao through the fire-driven array, he immediately realized that Ping'an Hospital was setting up a plan by the disciples of the Ancestral Sect.
"I'll just talk about why the evil spirits derived from the Ten Absolute Formation are out of control."
"It turns out that it was the trouble of the miscellaneous teachings of the Analects."
Yang He did not respond, but he had already remembered the identity of the person.
Liu Huan.
He is also affiliated with Jiulong Island. In the original work, he burned Xiqi together with Luo Xuan. Why did he die so much that he had forgotten it and was named the Master God of Fire.
Liu Huan smiled, but he didn't expect that there would be additional gains on this trip.
This tripod was obviously transformed from an ordinary magic weapon. If you can obtain the Dharma, you might be able to go further in the future.
He leaned closer to the three-legged tripod, lowered his voice and said, "Are you coming for those true teachings?"
There was still no movement inside the cauldron.
"The true teachings of the Ancient Sect are already half-human and half-ghost mad, and it's not worth it. It's better to inform me of the method of refining cauldrons. I can turn a blind eye and let you go."
"Mystery."
Yang He curled his lips. The evil spirits were everywhere in Shijue Town. Before the remnants of souls left Ping'an Hospital, they probably had become food for evil spirits.
He was too lazy to waste time with Liu Huan and was ready to cut off his life and change his number.
Liu Huan showed murderous intent between his eyebrows, and took out a candle lamp from his arms, "Do you know how long the three souls and seven spirits can burn? It's 49 days, fellow Taoist, why bother?"
Suddenly.
The spiritual vision has unnatural growth.
Yang He was stunned. Even though the magic array was still covering Ping An Hospital, Lingxi must not be because of other evil spirits. Could it be...
The cover of the three-legged tripod kept shaking, as if he was afraid of something.
Yang He looked at the hospital bed against the wall through the perspective of the three-legged tripod. His spiritual vision increased more obviously, and his heart suddenly felt a slap in his heart.
Liu Huan noticed the strangeness of the three-legged tripod and looked at him.
The twelve charred corpses remained motionless, but they felt an alternative strange feeling.
Liu Huan thought that Yang He did not go to the second floor at all, and did not escape when he encountered the Yin Fire Formation, but stayed in the emergency room for no reason.
Could it be...
Didn’t the miscellaneous teachings come from the true teachings?
Liu Huan picked up a page of unburned paper with sharp eyes.
‘Patient No. 4, whose original name is Taiyi Zhenren, is born with multiple limb diseases. He has a third arm on his chest and cannot...’
"Taiyi Zhenren?"
Liu Huan looked surprised and looked at the fourth bed carefully.
The burnt corpse does have three arms.
etc! !
It’s not just Taiyi Zhenren.
Liu Huan wet his Taoist robe with cold sweat, and he took several steps in fear. Each charred corpse has the characteristics of thinking about it carefully, and there are also twelve in number.
"Twelve Golden Immortals? This person's arrangement in Ping'an Hospital is the Twelve Golden Immortals?!!"
He muttered that it was impossible, but his physical actions proved everything. He did not hesitate to use the fire escape technique, wanting to stay away from this ghost place.
"Import Zhao Gongming immediately that the twelve golden immortals are ready to intervene in the Ten Absolute Formation!!!"
"It seems that the fire-driven array will stop the arrival of the twelve golden immortals by chance. The right time, place and people are all in our Jie Sect. After all, the Ansect is nothing more than that."
Liu Huan was in the dark night and came a hundred meters away before he felt relieved and took out the token and passed on his thoughts.
The moment he raised his eyes, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he actually returned to the emergency room, maintaining the action of using the fire escape technique.
It was as if a substantial sense of oppression came, and the yin energy in the body fell into stagnation.
Liu Huan looked at the burnt corpse again, and the scene in front of him had turned upside down.
His pupils suddenly contracted, and the twelve burnt corpses had their burnt marks removed at some point, and turned into twelve figures surrounded by immortal energy.
The originally filthy hospital bed was now like the futon used by Yuanshi Tianzun when he preached, emitting a faint light of inspiration.
Guangchengzi sat upright in the first place, and looked at Liu Huan coldly, "It is difficult to be elegant in the Jie Sect. All the disciples are people with wool and horns, or people with wet eggs, and evil spirits can live in the same group."
The red sperm stood beside him, and the five-colored smoke and clouds were churning. "What my senior brother said is the most. This person is transformed by the fire spirit. I don't know how many creatures burned during the practice, and I don't distinguish between good and evil, and I don't understand the doctrine, and it will never be able to achieve the right result."
The words of the two contained the afterglow of the great way. Liu Huan was suppressed by the invisible mountain, crawling on the ground with blood spraying from his mouth and nose, and the jade pendant was shattered. Taoist Cihang wrapped his fingertips around the willow branches and said with a smile: "Taiyi Zhenren, the disciples you taught are really good."
"Hehehehehehe, that's natural. Everyone knows that the experienced Taoist is good at teaching and educating people."
Taiyi Zhenren smiled with his palm and patted the three-legged tripod with his third arm.
Samantabhadra's true man's ears were hung to his shoulders, and his voice was like a loud bell: "My friend has a clever layout, and he has set up a plan with his names and other names, which is interesting and interesting."
The true man Huanglong came forward, "The dragon, beard, tiger, is it your external Dharma body? Don't worry, we won't tell Jiang Ziya."
Yang He was shocked, and he didn't expect that he would be easily seen through by the twelve golden immortals.
Why does the panel's effect of changing cognition fail?
wrong.
Yang He realized that after the initial integration of the characters, the background has begun to be integrated.
He quickly crawled out of the three-legged cauldron and gave a tribute, "Disciple of the corpse has seen the master, and has seen all the uncles and uncles."
"Not bad."
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"This evil spirit is born from the little friend's body. No wonder it can be driven by the body. It is indeed extraordinary."
"The corpse-exposed immortal body that has never been before and after is indeed mysterious. Even if I can only see a few glances, it has already surprised me."
"It is rare for a friend to transform evil with his physical body."
"The Immortal Body of the Corpse is originally going against the will of heaven, but I didn't expect that you can control it with your nephew. This shows that you are firm in the Tao and have extraordinary talents."
The twelve golden immortals praised them one after another, and their words were full of appreciation.
Yang He's expression was numb, and he just kept silent for some reason, while some of the disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals were still crazy deep in the hospital.
The twelve golden immortals were like old friends gathering and chatting with each other for a long time.
When Guangchengzi saw the beginning of light in the sky, he interrupted, "Since the Jie Sect is just Zhao Gongming, there is no need for us twelve to come together."
"My junior brothers, who are you willing to join the battle?"
"I'll do it." Taiyi Zhenren said with a smile: "I heard Zhao Gongming's name for a long time. Come and see the supernatural powers and abilities of this senior brother from the outer sect for a while."
Guangchengzi nodded and praised, "Since Junior Brother Taiyi has this intention, you will go."
Yang He wanted to speak but stopped. Can Taiyi Zhenren beat Zhao Gongming alone?
I hope my master will not be embarrassed.
Guang Chengzi faced Yang He, "Mr. Nephew, you must keep your mouth shut and never reveal any of the things we are coming today."
"Disciple understands that this matter is related to the overall situation. I must keep it in mind and never pass it on."
Guangchengzi snatched a little Yang He's eyebrows, "You are about to create a small world, so I will teach you a wonderful method of the Immortal Court of Creation Cave Heaven. Your own temple involves becoming an immortal, remember not to be reckless."
"Thank you, Master."
The rest of the immortals smiled and then the strange phenomenon in the emergency room came to an abrupt end.
Yang He came to his senses. Only Taiyi Zhenren was left in the twelve golden immortals, and eleven charred corpses were still lying on the hospital bed, as if they were hallucinations just now.
"Ah!"
Liu Huan was already crazy and covered his head and hit the ground hard.
When Taiyi Zhenren touched the wrinkle on the corner of his mouth, he could no longer suppress his smile. He changed from chuckling to laughing loudly, and he couldn't help but dance.
"Hahaha!!"
"Hahahahahahaha!!!"
"Master, you..."
Taiyi Zhenren's face was flushed, "Good disciple, you are like a fish in the Ten Abyssal Formation. Where are their true disciples with extraordinary qualifications? There are still many ghosts trapped upstairs and yelling."
Yang He's mouth twitched, he probably wouldn't offend the Eleven Golden Immortals.
"Master, the disciple is purely due to his fortune."
"Lucky? Even if you escape the true teaching of birth, it will be a blessing for you, my disciple."
Taiyi Zhenren was so proud that he could express his feelings, "Guangchengzi's method of creation is called Qiankun Yanyue Pool, which was personally taught by Yuanshi Tianzun. You, the disciple, you can become an immortal, rely on this pool alone to be able to have no shortage of resources."
"I..."
Yang He didn't have time to study the method in depth, but he just felt that it was extremely profound.
Taiyi Zhenren touched Yang He's sparse head, "It's mainly because you have made great contributions, otherwise Guangchengzi would not have taught such a method."
"Master, then... do you want to go ahead?"
"Wait a little longer, I can't let the Jie Cult discover the incarnation of Ping An Hospital."
Yang He gave up the idea of winning over tool people.
Taiyi Zhenren took out a pitch-black pill, "Put it on the tip of his tongue. The ghost-turning pill was taken for Yang Sanlang. This evil spirit is your disciple, and I will help him regain the ghost realm for his master."
"Okay."
Yang He immediately did as he did, and some medicine from the Ghost-Crafting Pill flowed into his body, and his vitality began to stop.
"Disciple, don't worry that Zhao Gongming will come. My master will not let him get out."
"Master, be careful."
【Your character "The Dean" has died, playing the allusion ends】
Yang Sanlang regained his body, and the resentment in his eyes was about to burst out.
"Teaching..."
Taiyi Zhenren walked slowly out the door, "Yang Sanlang, give you a stick of incense to regain Ping An Hospital, occupying the Taiwan Road subway station three hundred meters north of the hospital."
"If it's not done, I will kill you with my own hands."
"Yang He doesn't need a disciple like you."
roar! ! ! ! !
(This chapter ends)