Mythology

Chapter 149 I gaze at you at the source of time
Nearly ten thousand people stood motionless at the city gate.

Their heads kept shrinking, their body proportions became extremely strange, their bulging eyes were filled with tears of blood, but their souls showed no signs of dissipating.

Yang He noticed that everyone had red ropes wrapped around their necks, mainly to prevent their heads from being separated from their bodies.

An incredible thought arose in his heart. In order to verify his guess, he did not return immediately even after noticing the call from Nuwa Palace.

Yang Jian opened his heavenly eyes and looked around for a long time, "Friend Wuque Buddha, is there any way for Nuwa Palace to restore their heads to their original state?"

Seeing Yang He shaking his head, Jiang Ziya said, "I remember that Qianyuan Mountain would recruit some outliers, just like those born with small heads. There should be relevant sects to deal with this situation."

"Yes, yes."

Nezha scratched his head, "But I really can't remember."

"I'll ask Master Taiyi."

Jiang Ziya did not count on Nezha, the senior brother of Qianyuan Mountain, to take out the talisman and transmit his thoughts. However, he received a reply from Taiyi Zhenren in just a moment.

Yang Jian asked hurriedly: "How?"

"Taiyi Zhenren taught me a method of refining a Taoist talisman. He asked me to try to engrave the spiritual pattern inside and outside the mundane Niwan Palace."

As Jiang Ziya spoke, he told Yang Jian the secret of the talisman.

"This method is feasible, but I am afraid that their descendants will encounter similar situations. Jiang Taigong, why not simplify it and pass it on to them."

"kindness."

The two of them didn't notice at all that Yang He's expression was extremely surprised, because the so-called method was exactly the human head Taoist talisman from later generations.

"Zi Shi Jiao?"

"Yes, it is the Zishi Sect!"

It was the first time that Yang He discovered things related to later generations in the world of allusions.

I couldn't help but feel like I was witnessing history.

"If I stop Jiang Ziya and his men from using the human head talisman to cure the common people, will the Zishi Sect of the future disappear out of thin air?"

Yang He swallowed, then gave up the idea.

The emergence of the Zishi Sect had a certain inevitability. Even if there had not been the disaster of the plague array, it would have most likely been born after the fall of Qianyuan Mountain.

What's more, Yang He had no reason to stop it. Even if he took action, Nuwa would probably have wiped out the Immaculate Buddha before he could finish killing them all.

"Then... can I take advantage of this?"

Yang He's breathing was heavy, and for a moment his mind was filled with mixed thoughts.

It was not until Jiang Ziya looked at him that he regained his composure.

"Jiang Taigong, my body is about to die. It is better to confirm the effect of the talisman as soon as possible so that I can return to Nuwa Palace without any worries."

Jiang Ziya nodded, took out a person's head and drew the Yin Qi into the Niwan Palace.

When carving the spiritual pattern, in order to ensure that the mundane Niwan Palace would not reject it, Jiang Ziya improved it again and again, making it more and more like a human head talisman.

After a while.

The head returned to its original size, and the talisman and the Niwan Palace became one. At least on the surface, there was no sign of anything unusual.

Jiang Ziya was overjoyed, "The talisman is effective."

"Then let's engrave it as soon as possible, so as not to affect their souls."

In addition to Nezha, Yang Jian and Yang He were also added to the engraving of the spiritual patterns.

Yang He was thoughtful. He selected two or three hundred people and instilled their memories subtly through his spiritual consciousness. Relying on their status as Nuwa's disciples, they did not attract the attention of Jiang Ziya and the other two.

The memories he instilled were brief and concerned only mundane things.

If ordinary people were simply allowed to collect mundane things, after three thousand years of vicissitudes, it would be impossible for them to be lucky enough to remain as a great official.

Yang He has more influence on their preferences.

The two or three hundred people who were carefully selected all came from wealthy families and were used to handling antiques on a daily basis. Memory only reinforced the habit.

“The characteristic of common things is that they remain indestructible and incorruptible despite the baptism of time; even if they are broken, the fragments can heal by contact with each other.”

"Among antiques, this vulgar item can definitely be called a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation."

Yang He's eyes flickered. The promises passed down from generation to generation could not last for thousands of years, but the habits and preferences passed down from generation to generation.

And according to Jiang Ziya, he was going to pass on the human head talisman to ordinary people.

As a group of different species, they would naturally stick together for warmth, and it is possible that they could be passed down as a family for thousands of years.

Of course, Yang He’s behavior is just a hypothesis.

Jiang Ziya hesitated and said, "I plan to let Qingfeng stay for a while. It is useless to just teach them the Dao Fu method. They must at least have the ability to cultivate so that I can give them some cultivation methods."

Yang Jian nodded in agreement, "If they didn't intermarry, there shouldn't be a situation where the heads and bodies are separated in one or two generations."

"Well, let's take a break and march to Chaoge."

Jiang Ziya showed a worried look on his face. "I always feel that Jiejiao is plotting something bad. We cannot give them a chance to catch their breath. We must establish a new dynasty immediately..."

As the two were talking, Yang He's breathing suddenly stopped.

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

.........

Peibai City.

The teahouse in the south city was bustling with activity, and the private rooms on the second floor were already full of guests.

"Tea is served~~"

The waiter was serving tea and water, but the door of the private room with a window was closed.

He was about to knock on the door to ask, but as soon as he approached, his expression suddenly became dazed, and he walked through the private room to the next table with the teapot in his hand.

"Master Lu, the immortal body of the corpse is obviously not that of an ordinary person. Now we are in a passive position."

"It's okay. As long as you remain in the dark, you will be invincible."

There were four people in the private room. Their appearances were slightly deformed, and their heads were slightly larger than their fists, which was extremely disproportionate compared to their bodies.

At the same time, his limbs and organs are missing, appearing as evil spirits in the endless hell.

"Lei Dechang is no longer in Jialiang Water Village. We have plenty of time to take things slow."

The monk of the Zishi Sect known as Master Lu was in his forties or fifties and had the most serious injuries, with as many as three or four organs having revived.

He held a cup of tea in one hand and four human head talismans in the other. Master Lu took a sip of tea and said with a hint of regret: "In this way, we can also find out the truth about the corpse-reincarnation immortal body."

"Not only is it the natural immortal body, but the corpse immortal body has also undergone other changes."

The other monks had hot expressions.

Natural immortal bodies have become extinct. If they can be imprisoned, it means there is an endless supply of immortal corpse blood to help improve one's cultivation.

You no longer have to worry about the ghosts in your body turning against you.

The four of them discussed the magical uses of the corpse immortal's blood.

suddenly.

They paused for half a breath inadvertently, and a slight difference appeared.

The human head talisman in Master Lu's hand was replaced with a piece of jade without any warning, and his clothes were also slightly different, embellished with antique ornaments.

Obviously, Yang He's tampering with the world of allusions did affect the main world.

"One more thing."

Master Lu held the jade in his palm and stared at it.

"Let's check if there are any vulgar items in the Chamber of Commerce in Peibai City. Jialiang Water Town is well connected, so the antique business should be more prosperous."

"Got it, Master Lu."

Others could not help but ask, "Master Lu, what is so mysterious about these mundane things? I see you often take them out to observe, could it be that they contain the inheritance of the Dao?"

"I don't know."

Master Lu raised his eyebrows and explained, "There are relevant records in the ancient books of the Zishi Sect."

"Mundane things survive the test of time and remain indestructible, but we mortals cannot understand them."

He put the jade into a brocade box.

There were three common objects in total, each with a different appearance. Judging from the surface, they looked like ordinary ornaments carved by a craftsman not long ago.

Master Lu's eyes fell on the most insignificant mundane object.

The vulgar object is so broken that only a corner remains, which should have been part of the plaque.

The reason why Master Lu can't forget about it is because of this thing.

The ancient books did not specify the use of secular objects, and he did not care about it at first until he found the plaque fragments from the third level of hell.

The plaque fragments cannot be seen with the naked eye and can only be accessed after three revivals.

In the next forty or fifty years, Master Lu has been collecting worldly things.

"Mundane things are related to the Endless Hell. There is a high probability that they contain the secret of becoming an immortal. I will explore them after I obtain the immortal body and make further progress."

…………

Yang He woke up in the main world and looked at the outside world immediately.

There was no change in Peibai City, and no unexpected impact occurred. The Zishi Sect was still lurking in an unknown corner.

"It seems like you're thinking too much."

Yang He laughed mockingly, "History has inertia. Even if Jiang Ziya dies, he will still be deified. My actions in the world of allusions will not affect future generations."

"It's a pity. Just try your luck and find something mundane."

He called up the panel.

[Whether you inherit the harvest of the Immaculate Buddha, you will get the following benefits]

【Descending Ghost (Plague Ghost)】

[Wreckage of the Five-Way God]

"inherit."

The ghost body revealed itself and swallowed up the remains of the Five-Way God in one gulp.

The descending ghosts appeared in the Niwan Palace.

The prototype of the plague ghost is a skinny and sickly corpse. After being conceived by the Immaculate Buddha, it looks more like a ball of amorphous smoke.

Yang He activated the Law of Heaven and Earth and could feel the harmony between the descending ghost and the ghost's body.

He no longer hesitated. The insect pupa transformed from the three souls and seven spirits showed strange changes. The ghost hung above the souls and spirits, making greedy hisses.

The pupil ghost opened his eyes and forced the descending ghost to calm down.

Click, click, click.

As the severe pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, the soul-like aura of the insect pupa slowly dissipated.

The ghost absorbed it eagerly, and soon it itself possessed the characteristics of a soul. It did not stop until it had eaten up one tenth of the soul.

"hiss……"

Yang He grimaced in pain. The damage to his soul was permanent, but the connection between him and the ghost became closer and closer.

It didn't take long.

The genie turned into a gray egg.

Yang He’s guess was correct. The Dharma World was born in imitation of Pangu. It was not until the descending ghost broke the gray egg that he began to gain magical powers.

"Can part of the ghost body be integrated into the descending ghost?"

Yang He brought the ghost body to the Niwan Palace and was about to give it a try.

As a result, the ghost drilled directly into the gray egg, leaving only the three hands and one head of the powerful ghost outside.

Yang He realized that the ghost body had completely merged with the descending ghost, and the Dharma Image Heaven and Earth had become the core of his own cultivation system.

It is equivalent to the Faxiang Tiandihui being composed of three ghosts: the pupil ghost is the eyes, the power ghost is the limbs and head, and the descending ghost is the torso.

"It will probably take a few days for the Descending Ghost to appear, so let's finish the Plague Dispersing Ghost first."

[Vulgar things: Plague]

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

[Plague Man (Purple): You are a remnant of Lü Yue's soul. You have used his corpse to create a new body to escape the plague array.]

(End of this chapter)