Mythology

Chapter 111 My Dad Helped Me Complete the Pretend
Taoist Yunze touched his neck with lingering fear, and it was almost torn apart.

"Yun Ze, how do you know that the Three Seas Dragon Palace is not destroyed?"

"Not really... clear, I just heard it from hearsay. Occasionally there are reports of Taoist priests marrying into the Dragon Palace, but the Taoist priests must at least cultivate into a true dragon, otherwise how could the Dragon Girl be interested in him."

Yang He thought about it carefully and realized that there were indeed few scenes about the Four Seas Dragon Palace in Romance of the Gods. The Three Seas Dragon Kings were most likely hiding from the war between Shang and Zhou.

The Conferred God Ceremony is closely related to the Heavenly Palace. How could the Three Dragon Kings be willing to jump into the fire pit?

Whoosh.

Nezha's face became solemn and he took back the Hun Tian Ling on his own initiative.

The dragon and ghost monks fell back to their seats one after another. They bowed and thanked Nezha with a sense of relief, fearing that Nezha would start a killing spree without saying a word.

Nezha whispered, "When will Uncle Jiang come to Zishan Palace?"

"I'm not sure. It seems that Chentang Pass sank into the East China Sea because of the magic array. Master is looking for the flaws in the magic array. It will probably take some time."

"Junior Brother Yang, something is wrong." There was a flickering fire in Nezha's palm.

Before anyone knew it, the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea became... eerily quiet.

In preparation for the birthday banquet, the Dragon Palace had been bustling with activity, but now it seemed as if all sounds had fallen silent, save for the crackling of the brazier.

"Brother Nezha, act according to circumstances. If that doesn't work, force your way out and reunite with Master."

It was the first time that Yang He saw Nezha’s face showing tension. At the same time, his spiritual vision was also increasing, and the frequency of the increase was like an electrocardiogram before death.

It is sometimes high and sometimes low, which is obviously unusual.

Taoist Yunze couldn't help swallowing when he saw the two men were facing a formidable enemy.

"Yun Ze, tell me, what opportunities are there for the Dragon King's birthday banquet?"

"It is... an evil spirit named Luang Po who will cook for us. Each dish can help improve the cultivation of the alchemist, and the ingredients are evil spirits."

Taoist Yunze took out a low-grade Yin instrument in the shape of a birdcage, inside which was sealed a big-headed ghost at the level of an evil ghost, with more than a dozen yellow talismans stuck on its head.

"The ingredients are provided by our alchemists, and each person only has the chance to make one dish."

"My two immortal masters, Long Po will arrive at the Dragon King's birthday banquet soon. Please check if you have any spiritual materials with you. Don't miss them..."

Taoist Yunze described the delicious taste of the dishes in detail, and Yang He reached out to stop him.

"Look, is that corpse a Luang Po?"

Taoist Yunze followed Yang He's gaze and looked outside the hall. The sea was pitch black. Then Yang He attached several pupils to his forehead.

His expression suddenly froze, and a giant head over half a meter long floated in the water.

Luang Po died with his eyes open, his upper and lower jaws were forcibly pried apart, his tongue was ripped out, and the wound on the back of his head showed...

It seemed like a bloody mouth was chewing up most of Long Po's body.

And it’s not just Luang Pu.

The corpses that were dug out from the back hall earlier were all badly broken. Yang He could tell at a glance that they were obviously the work of the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

The Dragon King of the East Sea… is crazy again? Can’t control his appetite again?
The only thing Yang He was thankful for was that he did not see Jiang Ziya's body. If Jiang Ziya was dead, it would be too late by the time he tried to take over another body.

"Once Nezha dies in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, the character's fate will return to its original trajectory, and Taiyi Zhenren will reshape his lotus body in Qinghu Lake."

Yang He realized that it was no wonder that he only obtained Madam Yin's talisman.

"Junior Brother Yang, here we come!"

Nezha's sudden reminder caused a sudden gust of cold wind to blow through the Zishan Palace, and the chill penetrated the sea water and went into everyone's internal organs.

Yang He noticed that the shadows on the ground began to lengthen.

The shadow became somewhat similar to the Dragon King of the East China Sea, but its shape was even more deformed and terrifying, which in turn verified the speculation that the Dragon King had gone mad.

Nezha groaned, "The Dragon King of the East China Sea doesn't show up. He only uses an incarnation to distract us. It's difficult to force our way out."

"Brother, let's act according to circumstances."

As soon as Yang He finished speaking, the neurotic murmurs of the Dragon King of the East China Sea came from the shadows.

"Serve the food, big-headed ghost."

The big-headed ghost trapped in the cage began to tremble all over, banging its head against its genitals frantically, with a horrifying look of fear in its eyes.

boom.

After the muffled sound.

The big-headed ghost's limbs were broken, and his flesh and blood withered and evaporated.

In a moment, the aroma of medicine rose up, and the big-headed ghost's body shrank little by little, and finally turned into a crystal clear pill the size of a fingernail, which looked a bit like a meatball made of minced meat.

Yang He's throat moved and Nezha gave him a contemptuous look.

"That... the smell is indeed very tempting."

Yang He was just tempted at most, but Taoist Yunze could not help but get closer to the big-headed ghost. It was only because of his fear of the Dragon King's birthday banquet that he forced himself to resist the urge to swallow it in one gulp.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea let out an inexplicable laugh, and whispers were heard again from the shadows.

"Who wants to eat this delicious dish?"

Many of the Dragon Ghost monks were about to die. An old man stood up impatiently and said, "Dragon King, I want to eat it."

Click click click.

A dragon claw covered with pus stretched out from the shadows and placed the pill in front of it.

The old man ate it in one gulp. Then he heard the sound of bones colliding in his body, and the messy scales on his chest became regular.

Swallowing the pill is equivalent to four years of hard training.

The old man's temples also showed some black, his transformation into a dragon was accelerated, and his life span was added by several years. The benefits brought by the pills were obvious.

The others' breathing became heavy, how could they resist the temptation of turning into dragons?

The old man knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you Dragon King for the opportunity. No matter what dish it is, I, Xiang Licheng, am willing to give it a try."

The Dragon King of the East Sea also laughed.

"Xiang Licheng."

When Xiang Licheng heard the Dragon King of the East China Sea calling him, he responded subconsciously.

suddenly.

He covered his head, his internal organs felt indescribable pain, blisters appeared on his skin, and his flesh, blood and bones collapsed uncontrollably.

The pill fell to the ground, emitting an extremely strong medicinal fragrance.

Who could have imagined that a living person could be turned into a pill? They were terrified, but could not suppress the instinct to swallow the pill.

"I..." A dragon ghost monk couldn't help but speak, and placed the pill in front of him with a dragon claw.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't resist the temptation.

"Ah ah ah."

I saw the dragon's tail breaking out of the body, its scales were thick and gleaming, its horns pointed up into the sky, and in a few breaths it became indistinguishable from a dragon.

"Thank you, Dragon King of the East Sea. I am willing to serve you like a slave!"

Yang He narrowed his eyes, and he was the only one who noticed it.

Part of the shadow merged into the body of the Dragon Ghost Monk.

"Is it a possession?"

Yang He realized that the Dragon King of the East China Sea wanted to use the birthday banquet to revive his dragon sons and daughters, and was currently selecting a suitable body.

The shadow swept over the crowd and continued, "Plague Ghost."

The evil spirits carried by the Dragon Ghost Monk turned into pills.

Everyone just thought that the East China Sea Dragon King's previous action of using humans to refine the elixir was because the other party had bumped into them, and they began to scramble for the opportunity.

Before long, the names recited by the Dragon King of the East China Sea were no longer limited to Zishan Palace.

"Luang Po."

The incomplete head of Long Po appeared in the hall. After the Dragon King of the East Sea refined it a little, the fragrance of medicine immediately filled the air, making everyone salivate.

Taoist Yunze couldn't help but feel eager to make a move.

But soon the Dragon King of the East China Sea selected another Dragon Ghost cultivator to refine the pill, and the pill soon fell into someone else's mouth. Taoist Yunze didn't dare to think too much when he saw the scenes of cannibalism.

Yang He saw the pattern and it was obvious that the Dragon King of the East China Sea was deliberately guiding him.

Just like passing the parcel while beating the drum, the pills produced became fuller and fuller.

Nezha stared at the Dragon King of the East China Sea, trying to find any flaws.

The Dragon Palace was shrouded in a dark grey haze. The frequency of the calls from the Dragon King of the East China Sea became more and more intense, and the responses from inside the palace were hysterical.

"Ao Shun."

As soon as the Dragon King of the East China Sea said this, the Zishan Palace fell into complete silence.

"Ao Shun!"

He repeated it again, but no pill appeared.

How could the Dragon Ghost Monk not know that Ao Shun was the name of the Dragon King of the North Sea.

"Ao Shun!!!"

The Dragon King of the East China Sea roared to the sky, and a smell of blood rushed towards him. Then, blood gushed out from the cracks in the ground and walls.

Snapped.

A half-human-high part of the dragon's heart fell off, probably just the left ventricle, creating a deep hole.

The dragon's heart seemed to have just been taken out of a living creature and was still beating.

Yang He stared at Long Xin in astonishment. The Dragon King of the East China Sea laughed creepily, "Ao Shun, are you scared? Hahaha!!"

The head of the Dragon King of the East China Sea emerged from the shadow, his scales and flesh rotten.

"Whoever wants the dragon heart and swallows it successfully will be transformed into a real dragon and can become a dragon son or daughter of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. It will be just a matter of time before they become immortals."

Nezha almost pulled out the fire spear from his spine, but Yang He quickly stopped him.

"Dragon King of the East Sea! I am willing!"

"It is impossible for an alchemist to give up the opportunity to transform into a dragon!!"

"Dragon King!!"

The Dragon King of the East Sea smiled without saying a word. Then everyone rushed towards the dragon's heart at the same time. They didn't look like dragons at all. They were clearly a group of hyenas.

Taoist Yunze did not fall into madness, but it seemed as if billions of ants were crawling in his mind.

"Ao Bing."

The Dragon King of the East China Sea leaned close to Yang He, saliva dripping from his sharp teeth.

"My son Ao Bing, why don't you eat Ao Shun's dragon heart? Could it be that you think it tastes bland and want to try your father's dragon heart?"

"Father."

Yang He's mind moved and he said, "What I want is..."

“The lungs and lung slices have just the right toughness, making a crunchy sound when chewed, and a mixture of crisp and tender flavors when savored carefully.”

The Dragon King of the East Sea nodded with satisfaction, "My son, whose lungs do you want to eat?"

"Since the North Sea Dragon King has already given half of his heart and lungs, either the South Sea Dragon King or the West Sea Dragon King will do."

"Hahaha."

“If my son Ao Bing wants it, I will naturally get it.

The East Sea Dragon King’s long neck emerged from the window, “Ao Run!”

"Ao Run!!!"

"Don't forget how you led me into heaven three hundred years ago. Ao Run, give me your lungs. My son Ao Bing wants to eat them!"

Yang He took the opportunity to say to Nezha: "Brother Nezha, I am just stalling for time."

"hehe."

The Dragon King of the East China Sea returned his head to the palace and spit out a giant lung.

Different from Xiaoban’s dragon heart.

The lungs take up a full two-thirds.

Yang He's ghost body was ready to move, and the dragon lungs were perfect for storing internal organs. Moreover, the internal organs were huge and could be refined into complete organs.

"Eat it, Ao Bing. Ao Run owes you this!"

Some dragon ghost monks were so crazy that they wanted to get close to the dragon lungs. However, after taking a few steps, they were turned into pills and finally fell into someone's mouth.

The ghost body swallowed the dragon lungs. Seeing that the Dragon King of the East China Sea had no reaction, Yang He started to refine it directly.

Taoist Yunze almost lost his spiritual heart, but you enjoyed the meal so much!

(End of this chapter)