Mythology

Chapter 131: Always Be a Traitor

The sky was terribly gloomy and a damp, cold wind was howling past.

The middle-aged Taoist priest brought two Taoist boys and drove the paper carriage straight to Yanqu Town.

"Green pine, green amber, etc."

They stopped at the entrance of Yanqu Town, and the paper carriage turned into the size of a palm.

Qingbo pushed aside her long hair and said, "Master, what's wrong? There aren't many people in this town, so even if there's an evil spirit, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

"Junior sister, Jiejiao has caused the people of Xiqi to suffer misery. There are disasters everywhere. No matter how small the population is, we cannot underestimate it."

The middle-aged Taoist did not answer. Facing the Yanqu Town that seemed to maintain order on the surface, his eyes revealed incomparable fear.

He took a few steps back and accidentally stepped on three snails to death.

"Why are there whirlpools everywhere?!"

Patterns of flowers, plants and branches; cracks in the ground and walls; whorls of hair on the heads of the townspeople; black smoke rising slowly from the chimneys...

The entire Yanqu Town was shrouded in the shadow of the vortex.

In addition to being terrified, the townspeople have begun to adapt to the whirlpool and are even obsessed with it, pinning their hopes on the imaginary talisman water created by the immortal master.

The middle-aged Taoist raised his eyes to look at the dark clouds, his face was completely bloodless.

"Qingsong, Qingpo, you must leave Yanqu Town immediately. The evil spirits here are not something that the post-natal realm can deal with! !"

"it is good……"

Qingsong agreed.

Qingpo frowned, not understanding what kind of evil could make his master so nervous.

You know, your master Mingshan is well-known in the outer sect of Qianyuan Mountain. He has experienced the enlightenment of a saint and has already reached perfection in the innate realm. He is only one opportunity away from the sitting elixir realm.

"You can see my concerns at a glance with the Eye-Clearing Talisman."

The two recruiters activated the talisman, and then an unbelievable scene came into view, the dark clouds over Yanqu Town seemed to come alive.

The dark clouds formed a huge, twisted, hideous face.

In the open mouth, there is an infinitely rotating vortex, which is creepy.

They also noticed that the vortex was constantly sucking up giant slugs from the town, like a giant face greedily eating them with its tongue.

"Too...too scary, what kind of evil spirit is this!"

"You go!!"

Mingshan took out a paper bird and stuck it between his eyebrows. Then with a thought, the paper bird spread its wings and disappeared.

"It's a pity that Yanqu Town is located in a remote area outside Xiqi. I don't know if there are any fellow practitioners who have received it. Several immortal disciples with great magical powers should be in Xiqi. This journey is dangerous."

Mingshan signaled Qingsong Qingpo to leave, and then entered Yanqu Town without hesitation.

"Find a way to lure out the evil spirits. Otherwise, it won't be long before thousands of mortals will become evil spirits, and even affect Xiqi."

Mingshan turned around and added, "You guys should release a paper bird every half a day. Maybe someone in your group will notice it. If so..."

"Master!"

"If my master dies, I will return to Xiqi and report to Ji Fa!"

Qingsong Qingpo retreated to the hillside outside the town and watched Mingshan sink into Yanqu Town.

Mingshan walked through the streets and alleys, constantly thinking of strategies. The first thing was how to use magic circles to make the evil spirits feel threatened.

"We can use the energy and blood of living people to gather all the population together first."

"Cough cough cough."

There was a flash of astonishment in Mingshan's eyes. He had just stepped into Yanqu Town for a moment, but subtle changes had already occurred in himself, and his internal organs were aching slightly.

He didn't dare to delay any longer and stopped the townspeople along the way.

"I am Mingshan, a disciple of Qianyuan Mountain. Where is the government office in Yanqu Town?"

"Did you know that there is an evil spirit haunting this town?"

"I am Qianyuanshan..."

When the townspeople saw Mingshan's fear, they all chose to take a detour. The latter asked more than a dozen people but no one paid any attention to him.

Mingshan finally found the government office, but he felt dizzy.

vomit.

Mingshan retched for a while and found that mucus had been flowing out of his skin and his intestines were twisting and wriggling like a long snake.

He stumbled into the alley, circulating his Yin Qi to suppress the abnormality.

After taking a few pills, the worsening of the snail disease was barely stopped.

But it is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution.

"A disciple of Qianyuan Mountain? Nezha is your senior brother?"

Mingshan opened his eyes and saw a figure appearing outside the alley. The figure had an extremely large head that rotated clockwise at the neck.

He held the talisman in his palm and looked at the other party warily.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will let the snail disease gradually devour your body and soul. It will definitely give birth to an extremely superior vortex method."

"Hehehe, Nezha burned four of my fellow apprentices to death. Today, I will let you, a disciple of Qianyuan Mountain, have a taste of the snail disease?"

Mingshan forced himself to stand up and approached the entrance of the alley little by little.

Li Qi smiled without saying anything, and a vortex appeared on his forehead.

The vortex covered most of the head, and the eyeballs were immersed in circles of rotation, invisibly driving the rotation of all nearby vortices.

Mingshan stared at Li Qi and tried to remember his appearance, but then he thought it was ridiculous.

"If only I had my uncle's corpse-transmutation immortal body, I would definitely use this person as the center of the living stake formation after he is resurrected from the dead..."

"Alas, I didn't get to see my uncle again before I died."

"It has been twenty years since the Nuwa Festival. With Master's talent and aptitude, I'm afraid he has already achieved the status of a corpse immortal."

Mingshan was in a state of confusion and had wild thoughts before he died.

now.

Li Qi's face changed slightly and he looked towards the Song Mansion.

He could feel that the vortex techniques in the Song Mansion were disappearing rapidly, with more than a dozen techniques being comprehended every breath, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

"Impossible. I deliberately found the Golden Spirit Mother to tell my fortune. The opportunity to be the Plague Messenger is mine. As long as I take the opportunity to become Lu Yue's disciple, I will definitely be able to become an immortal in the future."

During the few breaths that Li Qi hesitated, the vortex disappeared from the Song Mansion. He found that there was only one person competing with him for the vortex method. If he left it alone, it would not take long for the host to take over.

"This person...isn't he afraid of the insect ghost's backlash? What's the point of comprehending such a low-level method? It will only cause the insect ghost to get even more out of control!"

Li Qi allowed Mingshan to suffer from the snail disease, knowing that he would not live long.

He hurried to the Song Mansion.

"The opportunity is mine. Every vortex technique in Yanqu Town belongs to me!!"

When Li Qi approached the Song Mansion, he saw Yang He at first sight. To be precise, the latter had no intention of avoiding him at all.

Yang He stood at the door with an unfathomable smile on his face.

Wherever the sight is, it is covered with densely packed pupils, and ordinary tiny whirlpools will be cleared up in just a moment.

"Crazy...crazy."

Li Qi's pupils trembled and he couldn't help swallowing.

No matter how you look at it, Yang He's intelligence has not been affected by the snail disease, but his actions give him a very shocking feeling.

Yang He’s skull had cracked, and his Niwan Palace was about to be stretched open by the insect ghost.

Li Qi could see that there were slugs spinning in the cracks of the skull. Yang He's Niwan Palace was simply unable to accommodate the insect ghosts from the evil ghost realm.

Even so, Yang He did not hesitate in his attempt to comprehend the vortex method.

He forced himself into a dead end.

boom.

There was a muffled sound inside Yang He's body, and his internal organs could not bear the feedback from comprehending the Vortex Method.

Li Qi approached and asked, "Who are you?"

"It's not important, but there is one thing I'm very curious about."

When Yang He opened his mouth, blood mixed with organ fragments gushed out. The three Yang Fires had been extinguished in half, and he looked like he was about to die.

"Is Lü Yue...hunting for Jiang Ziya?"

As soon as Li Qi lost his focus, Yang He got the answer he wanted. "It seems that Jiang Ziya's disappearance is closely related to Lu Yue."

"Who the hell are you?!!"

Li Qi was horrified. Yang He's reaction was too weird.

It seemed like he didn't care about his own life. No, he didn't think he would die at all? Could he be the incarnation of some immortal?
"Die to me!!!"

Li Qi felt an inexplicable fear, and even a flaw appeared in his Taoism.

He stretched out his belly, and his intestines, which had already turned into a snake ghost, suddenly swelled dozens of times, forming a giant poisonous snake of twenty or thirty meters in length, which bit towards Yang He.

boom.

Yang He was still meditating, his stone arm extended four or five meters and forcefully pressed against the upper and lower jaws of the poisonous snake.

"Oh, so the Immortal Master is in the Zuodan realm, and has mastered two magical powers, right?"

"die!!!"

Li Qi was irritated by Yang He's frivolous tone, and the venomous snake closed its upper and lower jaws tightly, but Yang He managed to dodge by using the method of virtualization.

The crack in Yang He's skull widened, but his unfathomable smile remained unchanged.

Li Qi lifted up the flesh on his arms, turning them into human skin banners. He waved them vigorously, and a gust of cold wind blew, and the bricks on the ground and walls were immediately rolled up.

Yang He retreated ten meters away and waved at Li Qi.

boom.

Before the cold wind could hit him, Yang He's head had already exploded.

[Your character "Scribe" has died, and the role-playing story ends]

In Li Qi's eyes, Yang He's soul was torn apart because of his insatiable greed, and even the insect ghost in his body was affected and died beyond death.

He stepped forward to check the headless corpse, and the fear in his eyes subsided.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Li Qi was in no mood to torture any more disciples of Qianyuan Mountain. He just wanted to get the opportunity as soon as possible and become a plague messenger under Lu Yue.

.........

Yang He returned to the main world. After figuring out the truth about Yanqu Town, he felt refreshed. The Plague Ghost also gradually had some clues.

He summoned the panel and found that the only thing he gained from this trip was the insect ghost.

[Obtain the "Copper Coin Sword Containing the Insect Demon"]

Yang He did not exchange it immediately. After he calmed down, he directly used the Linglong Pagoda, and the fake Yin treasure that looked like a yurt fell into his palm.

"exchange."

The insect ghost comes to the main world again.

Previously it was a weak ghost that had just been born, but now its power has surpassed that of pupil ghosts and powerful ghosts, and it is not far from the realm of evil ghosts.

After the insect ghost retaliated and killed Yang He in the world of allusions, its vicious nature was clearly revealed.

Roar! ! !
Just as the insect ghost was about to cause trouble, he discovered that Yang He was looking around outside the Linglong Pagoda. Then, a Buddha's light appeared, and a faint fire of karma spread.

"Let's burn it for a while first. Well, it's just right for tempering a copper coin sword or two."

Yang He swallowed the Linglong Pagoda and ignored it for the next two days. He just asked the pupil ghost to pause the burning of the karma fire every now and then.

He also sorted out hundreds of inferior Huiwo Taoist sects.

They may seem useless, but they are all ready-made cultivation experiences.

When the insect demon is released again, its realm will fall to that of an evil demon.

The insect ghost trembled, and the copper coin sword had a pure and pure feeling, and its quality could compete with the leather Taoist robe.

"I gave you a chance but you didn't use it."

[Vulgar things: Plague]

[Related allusion: "Plague Ghost", whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the allusion world]

"determine."

"As long as there is a bug ghost, it should be qualified to become a plague messenger."

"Let me think, which regular character is more suitable to be a traitor."

(End of this chapter)