Mythology

Chapter 122 The Gradually Falling Qianyuan Mountain
Yang He discovered that a large number of detectives had begun searching along the streets.

They are mainly targeting the caravans that have entered and left Peibai City in recent days. They have obviously become aware of the existence of the Zishi Sect and are looking for any living corpses that have sneaked into the city.

Yang He witnessed the undercurrent in the city and exchanged the human head talisman for spiritual vision.

"The talismans in the ancient world are barely normal, but how could later generations develop... something like the human head talisman?"

"The human head talisman contains a residual soul, so it must have been made from a living person."

As long as Yin Qi is infused into it, the human head talisman can be transformed into a hanging living corpse.

As a puppet, the hanging corpse itself can actually activate the human head talisman. If it weren't for its six-fingered feature, it would be impossible to detect it with ordinary means.

Yang He shook his head slightly, feeling that the hanging corpse was just a test by the Zi Shi Sect.

None of the monks from the Zishi Sect showed up, and their little trick was enough to make Captain Sun run around in a hurry. The methods of the two sides were completely unequal.

The Dasi court had a strong foundation, but Yang He felt that some of its power was hollow.

It seems that there is not enough manpower to ensure stability in all regions.

"Logically speaking, Dasi should have been destroyed long ago."

Yang He suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind. No matter what, since the Dasi court had continued to this day, it must have its merits that could never be compared to the Zishi religion.

The only thing he needed to worry about was what the purpose of Zishijiao was.

If it is really related to Qianyuan Mountain and is aimed at me, how should I deal with it?

"Let's wait and see. Anyway, the new vulgar things have been obtained."

Yang He played with the bones.

By the time the Plague Ghost disappeared, the Battle of the Gods must have already begun. High risk means high return, but one must be careful at all times.

"The original plan remains unchanged. The powerful ghost will be promoted to the fierce ghost realm first."

[Whether to consume 1 point of spiritual vision to enter Qianyuan Mountain]

"determine."

[Please select the Taoist temple where you work in Qianyuan Mountain]

Yang He refreshed the page three times before the skin ulcer view appeared.

[Piyang Temple: You are the true disciple of Qianyuan Mountain. You are assigned by Taiyi Zhenren to work in Piyang Temple and be responsible for the production of Taoist robes. However, there is a shortage of leather spiritual materials in the sect recently. ]

[The gate of the mountain: You are the true disciple of Qianyuan Mountain. You are assigned by Taiyi Zhenren to serve at the gate of the mountain. You are responsible for the inspection of the inner and outer gates of Qianyuan Mountain. ]

[Lingguan Temple: You are the true disciple of Qianyuan Mountain. You are assigned by Taiyi Zhenren to work in Lingguan Temple. You are responsible for worshipping the guardian deity. However, you found that the guardian deity is missing. ]

Yang He scanned the information of various Taoist temples and was able to determine that the danger came from Taiyi Zhenren.

"I hope that Master has not completely turned into a ghost. As long as he is still conscious, there may be a chance to save him."

"Choose [Skin Ulcers View]."

.........

When Yang Heguang smelled the familiar smell of mold, he knew that he had arrived at Qianyuan Mountain.

The moonlight was hazy, and the sky seemed covered with a thick black veil. The surrounding grass and trees were lush, but there was no sound of any insects.

The walls of the Piyangguan Temple have fallen off in large pieces, revealing mottled bricks and stones.

Compared to the previous two times when he was in a closed room, this time when he appeared in front of the Piyang Taoist Temple, Su Xing saw the temple's open door.

What Yang He didn't expect was that the Piyang Temple was only the size of an ordinary firewood shed.

There are all kinds of sundries piled up inside, which should have been the tools used for teaching and educating, but things have changed and people have moved on, and it has turned into ruins.

"Well."

Yang He glanced around, peering at himself inexplicably.

The source of the peeping is undetectable and is tinged with malice.

Yang He did not rush in. He took advantage of his wide field of vision on the mountainside to glance around the sect. He noticed that at the foot of the mountain was the Forest of Beasts, and the magnificent Yuanshi Temple was at the top of the mountain, with candlelight always on.

He walked tentatively toward the mountain path, and the peeping suddenly intensified.

The two ghosts in the body are constantly giving warnings.

It seems that if we leave the skin ulcer view, bad things will happen.

"It seems that at the moment in Qianyuan Mountain, no one is allowed to travel between the various Taoist temples. Only I can appear in various places with the help of the panel."

Yang He walked towards the Piyangguan, but after a few steps he felt something was wrong.

His shadow cast on the ground was slightly hunched, and the darkness that made up the shadow seemed to be gathered together by asphalt. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.

Taiyi Zhenren?

Yang He's pupils shrank slightly, and the pupil ghost left his body and looked around.

The Taoist boy is still a Taoist boy, but... there is a mole at the corner of his mouth, and his every move is somewhat similar to that of Taiyi Zhenren.

"It should have nothing to do with skin ulcers!"

"It is very likely that as time passes in Qianyuan Mountain, Taiyi Zhenren is becoming more and more inhuman. Originally, he needed to take Daoji Dan to assimilate, but now the entire Qianyuan Mountain will be affected."

Yang He did not dare to hesitate and immediately pushed the door open and entered the Piyouguan.

He doesn't have much time now, not only because the Taoist boy will be possessed by another body, but also because the difficulty of Qianyuan Mountain is obviously increasing rapidly.

In order to prevent Qianyuan Mountain from being completely dead, there can be no more delay.

Yang He directly summoned the stone arm to push away the debris in the temple.

Then he noticed that the four walls were covered with Taoist robes. The material was like human skin, and traces of sewing and distorted facial features could be seen.

The information obtained through clairvoyance was extremely strange and was not about any Yin objects or instruments.

Instead, it is a jade slip that records the method of refining equipment.

【Observation of Jade Slips for Skin Ulcers】

[It is used to record the refining method of Qianyuan Mountain, which was refined by Taiyi Zhenren, and contains the refining method of the "Protective Three Yin Robe". ]

Yang He infused Yin energy into his Taoist robe, and flesh and blood began to grow inside it.

He studied for a long time but couldn't find how to communicate with the jade slip. His chest was already itching and his third arm was taking shape bit by bit.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will completely become Taiyi Zhenren within an hour.

"Or just take it to the main world?" "No."

Yang He gave up the idea. The so-called skin ulcer jade slips were related to ghosts and gods. Taiyi Zhenren in the world of allusions did treat him well, but it did not mean that he would be the same after becoming a ghost or god.

If the jade slip attracts the attention of ghosts and gods in the main world, it will be more trouble than it’s worth.

"Could it be...wearing?"

Yang Heyi gritted his teeth and put on the Taoist robe directly. The flesh and blood that grew on his skin began to stick to his body, and his consciousness became hazy.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the noise of teaching.

"Well."

The view of the house in Yang He's eyes became completely different. The lights in the house were bright, and all kinds of things were placed everywhere in the house as if they were new.

A dozen Taoist children sat on cushions, facing a middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Refining a weapon requires unity of mind and body. There are several difficulties in the protective Sanyin robe. As disciples of the Piyang Temple, you must pay more attention..."

The middle-aged Taoist priest was explaining the morning lesson on weapon refining.

Yang He understood that everything was an illusion brought about by the jade slip. The illusion came from before Qianyuan Mountain fell, or rather, when it fell?
The method of refining the protective Sanyin robe came into his mind.

Yang He was inadvertently absorbed in the subject, and after he had completely digested the content, he discovered that the atmosphere of the morning class in the illusion had become wrong.

The Taoist children pretended to listen carefully, but their expressions revealed unconcealable fear.

Yang He came to the Taoist boy's position.

I saw the candlelight illuminating the back of me, and the Taoist boy peeking into the corner of the temple.

"If you don't listen carefully, how can you climb the path to immortality in the future?!"

The middle-aged Taoist thought the Taoist boy was playing around and turned around while scolding him.

Click.

The neck twists 360 degrees.

The middle-aged Taoist priest froze in place, blood flowing from his mouth and nose, but he was still muttering about all the aspects that should be paid attention to when refining the weapon.

The illusion was extremely chaotic and the Taoist boy screamed in fear.

Then, there was the sound of bones colliding.

Click click click.

The Taoist boy also twisted his neck, his expression no longer fearful, but instead the corners of his mouth turned up, and he clapped and agreed with the middle-aged Taoist's teachings.

Yang He felt his scalp tingling just by watching, and the jade slip was transformed by the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Such a strange skin ulcer was completely beyond imagination.

The illusion is frozen.

Yang He was about to take off his Taoist robe, but found that it had already merged with his skin. When he tore it, he felt severe pain, and most of his yang fire was extinguished.

"Master, can you teach me the weapon refining method again?"

Yang He looked back solemnly, and saw a dozen Taoist children with twisted necks beside him.

The Taoist boy in the illusion had a ferocious face. When he sensed Yang He's presence, he gathered around him, his mouth grinning to his ears, revealing his naked appetite.

They are gradually becoming real, at least the evil spirit of the ghost realm is overwhelming.

"It's fucking weird!"

"Apart from the jade slip, there shouldn't be anything else in Piyang Temple. I'll look at a few methods of refining Taoist robes and run away immediately."

"Master Taiyi, please wish yourself good luck!!"

Yang He picked up several Taoist robes and put them on at the same time. Overlapping illusions appeared in front of his eyes, still the scene of teaching and imparting knowledge.

only……

After the Taoist boy twisted his neck repeatedly, his body became like a pretzel.

Yang He himself could not bear the assimilation. There were already three arms on his chest, and his unintentional movements made him get closer to Taiyi Zhenren.

He no longer cared about anything else and kept reading about weapon refining methods before he died.

Comparing with the difficult to understand concepts of the Three Lives Sutra, it didn't take long before I had some ideas in my mind about how to deal with these evil objects.

When Jiang Ziya created the Three Lives Sutra, he had not even considered getting started. If Yang He were to figure it out on his own, it would probably take him several years to fully comprehend it.

Yang He rubbed his eyes tiredly, realizing that half an hour had passed before he knew it.

The room was crowded with ghost children, with their necks twisted and entangled with each other, murmuring the word "master", which was creepy.

puff.

The dozen or so Taoist robes that Yang He was wearing could not bear the weight, and cracks appeared on his back. His yang fire dimmed, and his vitality was about to be cut off.

"We can't come back to this damn place called Piyangguan anymore."

"I'm afraid that the evil spirit that the corpse Taoist child turned into after his death is not something I can deal with."

Yang He was just about to end his life when he suddenly realized something and staggered to the corner, where the Taoist boy was looking.

The ground is slightly sunken.

He knocked on it with his hand and it was obviously hollow inside.

Poof.

Arms stretched out from the cracks on Yang He's back, and his body was turning into an evil spirit, which proved that Taiyi Zhenren was no longer human.

He lifted up the ground and found half of a fresh severed finger inside.

"Master Taiyi...wanted me to come and take the severed finger?"

"It seems that Master still has some hidden tricks up his sleeve, but he is doomed to become a ghost. Can Master Taiyi escape this fate?"

The moment Yang He picked up the severed finger, he could no longer suppress the evil in his body, and suddenly countless deformed and horrific limbs emerged from the crack.

There was no sign of surprise on his face, and his body instantly broke into pieces.

[Your character "Corpse Dao Tong" has died, and the role-playing story has ended]

(End of this chapter)