Mythology

Chapter 123: One of the Three Flowers of the Ghost Body (asking for monthly ticket)

Yang He returned to the main world with lingering fear, and subconsciously checked himself, repeatedly confirming whether Taiyi Zhenren's assimilation had been brought about.

"When Master Taiyi transformed into an evil spirit, the first thing he showed was... taking over another's body!"

"call."

Jiang Ziya also has a similar method of possessing another's body. It seems that the second generation disciples of the Chan sect have mastered it, and it should have been taught by Yuanshi Tianzun.

"Does this mean that Yuanshi Tianzun will not be spared?"

Yang He had a lot of thoughts in his mind. The experience at Qianyuan Mountain alone was not enough to determine why the immortals and Buddhas became ghosts and gods. The Taiyi Zhenren in the original work had never been canonized, let alone worked in the Heavenly Court.

He called up the panel.

[Obtain the "Severed Finger of the Alien Fairy"]

[The Broken Finger of the Alien Immortal]

[The Yin objects derived from the alien immortals can be refined through the "Powerful Ghost Dao" and are one of the Yin objects required for the powerful ghosts to become immortals. ]

[The broken finger of the alien fairy can be exchanged for 2588.5 points of spiritual vision]

Yang He swallowed his saliva and almost couldn't help but exchange it to the main world, but he was really afraid that Taiyi Zhenren would die but not be stiff.

"It's too early to think about becoming an immortal now. Besides, if I really reach that level, it won't be impossible to get the severed finger from Qianyuan Mountain."

Yang He canceled the panel and planned to take the severed finger to the Huodiao Pavilion.

Whether it can be accomplished depends on Taiyi Zhenren. My current strength is indeed limited.

"Use the fifteen days to replenish the number of times you have climbed Qianyuan Mountain to refine weapons."

Yang He thought carefully about the leather Taoist robe. Many Taoist robes in Piyang Temple were made of flesh, blood and bones. It would be better to integrate the remains of the corpse fairy and the dragon balls into the leather Taoist robe.

"It shouldn't be a big problem. There's no use keeping the Yin object in your hands."

"The most urgent task is to disperse the plague ghost."

Yang He felt uneasy whenever he thought of the Plague Ghost. If a mortal participated in the Battle of the Gods, he would be no different from an ordinary cannon fodder.

"I hope the Plague Ghost won't have any restrictions."

While he was thinking, an exquisite pagoda appeared above his head.

Yellow light is everywhere.

After Pupil Ghost achieved the realm of evil ghost, he was able to barely use the pseudo Yin treasure. The Linglong Pagoda could just block the noise made by refining the weapon.

Yang He took out the leather Taoist robe, and a thin layer of human skin fell into his palm.

From his current perspective, the leather Taoist robe was a little rough, but the foundation was very good, so he might as well take the opportunity to refine it again.

Yang He continued to refine blood, and the blood of corpse immortals was also considered to be an excellent material for refining weapons.

The blood mist seeped into the Taoist robe, and fine blood vessels and meridians grew out.

The pupil ghost controlled the Yin energy extremely accurately. If there was even the slightest mistake, he would immediately make adjustments, and the quality of his leather Taoist robe gradually improved.

"I am indeed a genius in refining weapons."

Yang He handed over full power to Tong Gui, who worked tirelessly to guide the Yin energy.

After a night of work, the leather Taoist robe became translucent. After the impurities were removed, the grade of the genitals dropped to medium.

Yang He didn't care and started grinding the remains of the corpse fairy into powder.

When it comes to refining equipment, haste makes waste. Moreover, he has to take care of his vegetable business every day, so he has no intention of achieving success overnight.

Four days later.

The remains of the corpse fairy turned into crystal clear bone powder.

Yang He used the corpse immortal's blood as bait and put the dragon ball into the tripod to boil it.

The tripod did not come out into the outside world for a long time, and was shaking its body excitedly.

There is no need for Yang He to supervise the cooking. The pupil ghost will naturally leave the body and cooperate with the tripod, and it won't even affect the daily buying and selling of seasonal vegetables.

It eventually took three days to boil it into a pot of pus and blood.

The stench of the corpse was as real as it was real. Thanks to the exquisite pagoda, otherwise it would have been like a hundred-year-old turbot, and the whole city would have been filled with the smell.

After everything was ready, Yang He stayed at home on the pretext of being unwell.

Old man Yang was not suspicious. He had long believed that his child was weak and feeble-minded. It would be strange if he did not get sick every now and then.

Yang He took another stroll outside to make sure that Zi Shijiao had not caused any trouble again.

As soon as he got home and opened the tripod, a deafening wail broke out, and a dozen arms made of pus and blood struggled to break free.

Yang He was no longer surprised and threw the leather Taoist robe into the tripod.

Close the cover.

The tripod was infused with Yin energy, making crackling sounds, and its short legs were in a horse stance, moving around wildly like a conspicuous bag.

Yang He watched the leather Taoist robe through the pupil ghost, and used pus and blood to engrave patterns on the inside and outside.

The skin-shaped Taoist robe grew flesh and blood, and it floated in the blood like a boneless corpse, with Yang He reconstructing its organs bit by bit.

Yang He deliberately imitated the structure of the ghost body, and the refining process went smoothly.

In just a few moments, the pus and blood in the cauldron had dried up.

Yang He poured the bone powder into the tripod again and recreated the skeleton of the leather Taoist robe.

The formed organs, flesh, and bones are as thin as cicada wings and fit closely within the skin.

He handled the leather Taoist robe as a puppet. Anyway, he had all these weird things like human head Taoist talismans, so there was no need to worry too much.

When the refining is completed, the leather Taoist robe still remains hollow.

Sizzle
The tripod remained motionless.

Yang He opened his eyes, and the moment the cover opened a gap, fresh human skin emerged, with the originally hideous scars retained.

【Leather Taoist Robe】

[The top-grade Yin device refined by Yang He is full of spirituality. After refining, it can be integrated into the blood, and it can also nourish itself by devouring the ghost skin.]

"interesting."

Yang He simply refined a few elements, then locked his eyes on the weak ghost in the first layer of hell.

Whoosh.

The leather Taoist robe wrapped the weak ghost, and the ghost stopped struggling after a moment.

Yang He saw that the surface of the genitals became more oily. The leather Taoist robe was a bit like a simplified version of the Hundred Souls Banner. As long as there were a large number of evil spirits, the leather Taoist robe would be promoted to a Yin treasure in no time.

The weak ghost turned into thick water, and the leather Taoist robe sank into Yang He's body.

Yang He transformed himself into a temple keeper. Even Tong Gui couldn't find any flaws. At the same time, his leather Taoist robe had far more toughness than usual.

He was very satisfied. Even if the Zishi Sect caused trouble, he would still have room to maneuver. At this time, the number of times at Qianyuan Mountain had been restored.

Yang He went there without hesitation, as the powerful ghost had long been unable to contain his desire to advance to the evil ghost realm.

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

"determine."

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

After refreshing twice, the live hanging temple came into view.

"Choose to watch it alive."

.........

Yang He came to the retreat room again, but from the white bones left in the corner, he could tell that it was not the same room he had stayed in before.

Peep appears.

Yang He glanced at the shadow under his feet and saw some of the outline of Taiyi Zhenren, and the speed of assimilation was obviously faster than before.

Instead of stopping them, he forcibly suppressed the two ghosts.

"It's only the beginning of the month in Qianyuan Mountain now, and it's unrealistic to wait until the end of the month to get a live hang."

Yang He took the initiative to accept Taiyi Zhenren's assimilation.

Assimilation brought unspeakable pain. As time passed, his appearance became more and more like Taiyi Zhenren, and his own consciousness became blurred.

Yang He stared at the wall. Three pairs of arms appeared from his chest and a wooden door appeared.

"Sure enough, the pass to Huodiao Temple is assimilation, but most of the disciples have been reduced to Daojidan after being assimilated."

Yang He stood up and opened the wooden door. Outside was a straight and endless corridor.

There are innumerable retreat rooms, and vague whispers can be heard from a few of them. It is unknown how many disciples have been trapped to death in them.

Ugh~

Yang He dry-heaved a few times, then forced himself to walk out of the retreat room with his hunched body.

He seemed to be staggering, but because he had a clear goal, he limped through the place, with bones everywhere around him.

After walking for more than half an hour, they finally arrived at the room where the human heads were dried to dry.

The door was ajar.

The densely packed heads swayed and collided with each other, making a dull noise.

Yang He pushed open the door and just as he stepped into the room, all the heads opened their eyes at the same time and let out sharp laughter.

He narrowed his eyes, searching for his own human head seed.

"Is it him?!"

“It seems to be him!!!”

"I didn't expect to see the corpse Taoist priest in Jinguang Cave!!!"

Yang He frowned and asked, "Why do you recognize me?"

"Brother Shi Dao Ren, there is a statue of you in Yuan Shi Hall. You are the true disciple of Jin Guang Cave. How could we not recognize you?"

Yang He stopped, his human head seed was only the size of a walnut, his eyes were closed and he had no intelligence, but he exuded the aura of a corpse-reincarnated immortal body, which made the ghosts cheer.

"Brothers, what happened in Qianyuan Mountain?"

After these words were spoken, the heads stopped talking.

They looked at Yang He with incredible eyes, and then their expressions turned into resentful ones, and they started screaming and howling as if their sore spot had been touched.

Bang bang bang.

The continuous explosion of human heads was obviously a great stimulation.

"It's all your fault!"

"If you don't become immortal, we will be the ones who suffer!!"

"Master is crazy, and you look crazy too, brother!!!"

"Please become immortal!!!"

Before Yang He could continue asking questions, the heads began to connect to each other.

It won't be long before it becomes evil.

He groaned, and left the room while refining the human head Taoist seed.

pat.

The severed finger in Yang He's arms fell quietly.

He did not bend down to pick it up. The aura of the human-headed ghost seemed to be stronger than that of the evil ghost. The chaotic and disordered roar made his ears buzz.

"It's not a good idea to go to Qianyuan Mountain. I'm afraid every Taoist temple will breed an evil spirit."

"Could the Zishi Cult be related to Qianyuan Mountain? If so, they may know about the existence of the corpse Taoist child."

Roar! ! !
The human-headed ghosts banged against the wall, and thousands of voices were shouting the word "Master".

After Yang He refined the human head Taoist seed a little, the ghost showed signs of breaking through the bottleneck.

Compared to the pupil ghost who needs to choose the phantom of ghosts and gods, the power ghost has no idea of ​​any ghosts or gods that are close to him because of his ghost body.

The human-headed Taoist seed turned into a golden pill and instantly disappeared into the ghost's body.

Yang He did not wait for a new head to grow out, fearing that Taiyi Zhenren's assimilation would pollute his ghost body, so he took the lead to end his own life.

His consciousness became blurred, and before he left the world of allusions, he vaguely saw the severed finger tremble.

The life force of a severed finger may be cut off at any time, but there is a possibility of revival.

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

.........

"Did Taiyi Zhenren's hidden trick work?"

Yang He's face was full of complicated expressions, but it was impossible for him to enter Qianyuan Mountain again. In a sense, Qianyuan Mountain was already a dead end.

Even if he became an immortal, he might not be able to solve Taiyi Zhenren's dilemma.

"There will always be a chance, as long as I am not dead."

Yang He sighed deeply and called out the panel.

[Whether you inherit the corpse Taoist child's harvest, you will get the following benefits]

[One of the three flowers of the ghost body]

(End of this chapter)