Mythology

Chapter 138 He is Longxuhu!
On the one hand, Yang He took into consideration that no one in Jiejiao should know the Third Prince, and on the other hand, his own cultivation must be improved as quickly as possible.

Although the Immaculate Buddha is powerful, he is after all out of touch with his own system.

Only the Corpse Taoist Boy and the Third Prince can control the two ghosts.

"Danger and opportunity coexist. Right now, the two ghosts are in desperate need of a good meal. The only shortcut for the Corpse Immortal to grow limbs is to eat ghosts."

Yang He couldn't help but look at Peibai City where people were coming and going.

If the imperial court is unable to eradicate the infiltration of the Zishi Sect, he must take action to prevent the situation from becoming uncontrollable.

[Third Prince: You followed the underground river to Xiqi, and before you even set foot in Xiqi, you already found traces of your master.]

"Hmm? Could it be that Jiang Ziya's condition has improved?"

Yang He frowned, thinking that something must be wrong when something was abnormal.

He was not particularly optimistic. Although in the original work the Chan sect finally broke the plague array, it did not mean that the world of allusions would develop in that direction.

Yang He vaguely remembered that the plague array caused heavy casualties in Xiqi.

And Lu Yue is fully capable of defeating Jiang Ziya.

"Let's take one step at a time."

"By the way, I wonder if I'll have the honor to meet Yang Jian."

Yang He didn’t have a deep understanding of the plot of the Plague Array, but as the leader of the Chan Sect, Yang Jian should appear even if he is not in the array.

He still wanted to make friends with Yang Jian. After all, the latter not only appeared in The Investiture of the Gods, but also frequently appeared in the subsequent Journey to the West. A large number of mythological stories in his previous life revolved around Yang Jian.

Before Yang He confirmed that he would play the role of the Third Prince, he routinely refreshed the role three times.

[Peddler (Gray): You make a living in Xiqi, selling rouge and watercolor on the street every day. But in the dead of night, you hear the sound of insects in your body. 】

Most of the characters are gray, just like the information revealed by the peddler, suggesting the fact that the people of Xiqi have become canned insects.

"kindness?"

Yang He was slightly surprised and noticed that a green character had been refreshed.

[Taoist (green): You followed your master to escort the stone statue to Xiqi, but found that the city was full of plague. Now you can only go to the wine shop where your fellow disciples are and wait for the situation to develop.]

The Taoist character naturally refers to Qingsong. From the disguised form, we can see that the disciples of the Chan sect have moved to a wine shop, so the situation is not optimistic.

"Choose [Third Prince]."

.........

It was drizzling, and the yin energy in Xiqi had reached its highest point in history.

Even the rain is mixed with a hint of chill.

Master Mingshan and his disciple walked on the street with nervous expressions. From time to time, they looked towards the city gate. The negative energy from the outside world seemed real.

According to Taoist Qingfeng's instructions, they set out to find a new base for the Chan Sect.

Boom!
dong dong! !
You can vaguely see giant maggots about three or four meters in size crawling out of the ground.

Human-faced spiders were lying on the city walls, with corpses hanging from their limbs; moths covered in hair were fanning the chilly wind...

After Mingshan had been to Yanqu Town, how could he not recognize the evil spirits there?

They are all messengers of plague.

The plague messengers were bred overnight from a large number of corpses. Because of their rapid formation, more than a dozen of them have not yet transformed into human form.

The rain fell among the evil spirits, and the plague messenger was greedily absorbing it.

Mingshan felt a chill down his spine. Once twenty or thirty plague messengers were fully formed, the living space of the Chan sect in Xiqi would inevitably continue to shrink.

There was confusion in his eyes, and even his spiritual heart was slightly affected.

I thought the saint's disciples could end the plague in Xiqi, but it turned out to be of no avail. The plague array was simply not something that ordinary people could break.

"Master, could it be that Immaculate Buddha has already died?"

"Don't talk nonsense. We can't guess what a saint's disciples are like."

Mingshan's expression was solemn. If it weren't for the help of the Immortal Buddha last night, he would have become a can of insects long ago. Now he just hoped that Nezha was safe and sound.

He suppressed his distracting thoughts, and the two of them came to the residence of the Chan sect provided by Taoist Qingfeng.

It was a simple wine shop.

"Sir, please come in~~"

No matter the drinkers coming in and out of the lobby or the waiters serving them attentively, they are all like soulless bugs, with extremely stiff movements.

Mingshan couldn't imagine how the Chan sect's headquarters could be located in such a place.

The waiter stood by with a smile on his face. Even though Mingshan didn't respond for a long time, he didn't show any reaction and just kept repeating the same few sentences.

"I'm here to look for your shopkeeper. Where is he?"

The waiter pointed to the backyard and then ignored Master Mingshan and his apprentice.

"Let's go."

Mingshan took a deep breath.

The two walked slowly into the corridor and immediately smelled a strong stench of decay. The ground and walls were covered with thick mold.

The temperature was rising and ash was floating in the air.

"Cough cough cough."

The skinny old Taoist priest limped towards them and said, "Mingshan, Qingsong, you finally got involved in this muddy water."

"Master."

"I've met Master."

Mingshan shuddered all over. Taoist Qingfeng was even weaker than he remembered. Most of his three yang fires had been extinguished, and his temples were sunken. He looked like a dying man.

"Early tomorrow morning, I will find a way to send you away from Xiqi."

"Master, but..."

Taoist Qingfeng shook his head bitterly and pushed open the door to the corridor.

"We can only continue to delay now. It is impossible to break the plague array from the inside. Perhaps Senior Brother Yang Jian and his companions outside have hope."

Mingshan couldn't help but hold his breath when he saw the situation in the backyard. Thirteen skinny old Taoists were surrounding a large vat, with crackling purple flames, suppressing the existence in the vat.

Click.

The cracks spread across the surface of the vat, and spiritual materials were forcibly added to heal them.

"This is……"

"Brother Nezha is inside. Lü Yue's plague is really burning my soul and bones."

Bursts of hissing sounds came from the tank, and amidst the smoke and dust, more than a dozen pairs of arms stretched out from inside. The arms were like deer antlers, constantly growing branches and sections, and constantly dissolving.

Mingshan retreated several steps, and Qingsong couldn't help but retching.

Followed by.

More than a dozen heads popped out of the big jar, and Nezha's appearance could be vaguely seen.

"Little Lu Wen, let's fight for another 200 rounds!!!"

"kill!!!"

Taoist Qingfeng quickly joined the ranks to suppress Nezha, and the vat shook violently, as if the poisonous water inside would pour out at the next moment.

"Cough cough cough."

Taoist Qingfeng murmured in despair, "When the plague broke out in Xiqi, Nezha and Lu Yue had a battle. The old ghost used the plague array to launch a sneak attack, which caused Senior Brother to be severely injured."

Mingshan looked helpless. The only remaining men of the Xianjiao were used to suppress Nezha, and it seemed that they could only watch the plague spread in the city.

Even if an immortal breaks the plague array from the outside, how many people will be alive in Xiqi by then?
The rain was getting heavier, the clouds were blocking the sun, the plague messengers were entering the city one after another, their huge bodies constantly trampling on the mortal world.

suddenly.

The vat stopped shaking.

The monks were not happy but frightened. As long as the plague array existed, Nezha's injuries would become increasingly serious and would not be alleviated at all.

Nezha relied on his resentment towards Lu Yue to maintain his consciousness.

They were afraid that Nezha would turn into an indescribable horrible evil spirit after losing consciousness.

"Senior brother."

Taoist Qingfeng walked forward cautiously to check, and as soon as he approached the vat, an arm covered with pus stretched out from it.

pat.

Two seals fell to the ground.

The monks were a little confused at first, but they soon reacted.

The Shoushan stone seal represents the Jinguan Cave in Qianyuan Mountain and is engraved with the name of Nezha; the Hetian jade seal represents the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain and is engraved with the name of Jiang Ziya.

The Hetian jade seal flickers with a faint glow, and symbols can be seen faintly visible on the surface.

The talisman outlined three words.

【Dragon Beard Tiger】

The monks stared at the Hetian jade seal in disbelief. After a long while, someone finally asked, "Is the support from the Chan Sect coming?"

"Longxuhu? It seems he is a true disciple of Jiang Taigong."

Taoist Qingfeng explained: "Longxuhu was a disciple accepted by Jiang Taigong ten years ago. He has been practicing with Nezha and Taoist Shi in Qianyuan Mountain, but I am not sure about his magical powers."

"I have heard that Longxuhu is the third prince of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. He is a rare corpse dragon in the world and has some connection with the corpse Taoist."

Mingshan picked up the two seals and noticed that the seals on the surface of the Shoushan stone also glowed faintly.

"Master, the corpse Taoist seems to be in Xiqi as well. It seems there is always a way out."

If Longxuhu is little known to many people, then the Corpse Taoist is exactly the opposite. He is a true master who is as famous as Nezha in Qianyuan Mountain.

They even heard that the two true disciples of Qianyuan Mountain were transformed by Lingzhuzi.

Ten years have passed, and even if the Corpse Taoist has not become an immortal, he should have become extremely powerful.

The monks looked excited. Even though Nezha began to lose control again, they at least saw a glimmer of hope from the seal.

Taoist Qingfeng hesitated for a long time, and Mingshan took the initiative to say: "Master, uncles and uncles, let me take care of uncle Longxuhu."

"Qingsong, you stay in the backyard and assist."

Qingsong nodded.

Mingshan put away his seal, bowed respectfully and left the wine shop.

Taoist Qingfeng opened his mouth slightly and watched his disciple go away.

As soon as Mingshan arrived on the street, he looked up and saw the plague messengers heading to the market one after another, leaving behind body parts and fragments wherever they passed.

"We must find our uncle-master and inform him of Xiqi's current situation."

"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, Senior Brother Longxuhu should find a way to sneak into Xiqi while the plague messenger is out..."

dong dong dong.

Mingshan was stunned and looked towards the end of the street.

A slug dragon that was more than seven meters long came into view.

The slug dragon had eyes all over its body, its scales had corpse-spot patterns, and it exuded an aura identical to that of a plague messenger, and it openly followed the evil spirit to the market.

Mingshan was able to confirm through the magic seal that the slug dragon was actually the dragon-bearded tiger in disguise.

Isn't Longxuhu afraid that Lu Yue will notice something?

Yang He glanced at Mingshan out of the corner of his eye and blinked to signal the latter not to come near him.

"The Nine Refining Gu Insects Technique mentioned the Plague Messenger. To put it bluntly, it is about imparting knowledge, but it has a bit of a sinister flavor."

"This batch of Plague Messengers can only be considered semi-finished products. They definitely need another round of Gu refining."

After he arrived in the world of allusions, he followed the underground river.

Yang He was originally planning to enter the city through the well, but he discovered such a good opportunity.

It just so happened that Tong Guicai had just gotten a glimpse of the secrets of the Nine-Refined Gu Insect Technique, and he wanted to see if he could use the resources of Jiejiao to directly rebuild to the Fetal Transformation Stage.

(End of this chapter)