Mythology

Chapter 152 The Three Ancestors of Qianyuan Mountain

Taoist Yu was in a state of disquiet, and the ladybug in his body had disappeared.

It’s not that Yang He is showing leniency, but the pupil ladybug has turned into a large number of insect eggs, which are flowing through the blood and spreading throughout the body.

He hurriedly left the street and went deep into a quiet alley.

"Corpse...Corpse Taoist? Is it possible for someone to live for more than three thousand years?"

Taoist Yu continued to search in his storage bag, and before long, he had two slightly damaged bronze statues in his hands.

One statue has three heads and six arms, standing on a wind-fire wheel and holding a fire spear; the other statue has a yin and yang side, the front side is an ordinary Taoist child, and the back side shows a corpse with a green face and fangs.

The facial features of the statue were blurred, but Taoist Yu had seen a well-preserved portrait of the Zishi Sect.

He is at least 60% similar to the previous person.

"Coincidence?"

"But the corpse Taoist also has a corpse-transmuted immortal body."

"A person who looks similar to the corpse Taoist and possesses the same corpse-reincarnated immortal body."

Immortal bodies have become extinct in later generations, so after sensing a trace of the breath of the immortal body, Master Lu blocked the news within the Zishi Sect.

Master Lu thought it was a coincidence, but there were so many coincidences that it was scary to think about it.

Taoist Yu had seen Yang He in person. He had not discarded any organs at all. He was indeed more like an ancient cultivator who existed three thousand years ago.

That was the most prosperous period of Qianyuan Mountain, and the Zishi Sect was highly respected.

The Zishi Sect calls Taiyi Zhenren, who founded Qianyuan Mountain, the "Immortal Ancestor", his eldest disciple Nezha the "Second Ancestor", and Shi Daoren the "Third Ancestor".

Or it is called "Zishi Shi Jiao San Xian".

There are countless rumors that seem true or false. Taoist Yu has even heard of a saying that the three immortals are not dead, but will gradually revive with the passage of time.

"Could it be that the Third Ancestor has already woken up first?"

Taoist Yu had a lot of thoughts in his mind and was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Yu Zheng, how is it? Did you find the mundane things that Master needs?"

The voice interrupted Yu Zheng's thoughts.

Yu Zheng turned his head and saw another fellow from Zi Shi Jiao standing at the entrance of the alley.

"Brother Song Liao, I have a slight headache, so I'm going to find a deserted place to catch my breath, so as not to reveal any flaws and be discovered by the government."

Song Liao laughed unabashedly, his eyes full of contempt.

In terms of cultivation, Song Liao had only just entered the evil ghost realm and had not even completed a resuscitation, while Yu Zheng, who was in the fierce ghost realm, was his junior.

"Yu Zheng, hurry up and check. Master Lu only looks at the results."

"Junior brother understands."

Yu Zheng lowered his head. There were obvious suture marks on his neck. The violent movement would cause blood to seep out of his neck.

In contrast, Song Liao's body and head are integrated into one, without such exaggerated defects.

Yu Zheng looks to be just over thirty years old, but he is actually eighty-seven years old. He is the oldest of the four Zishi Sect monks.

When he touched his neck, he couldn't help but recall his experiences before the age of fifty.

Due to his low qualifications, he was unable to become a great minister. After nearly thirty years of hard training, he was unable to even reach the threshold of the evil ghost realm.

A recovery is a distant luxury.

At the age of fifty, Yu Zheng came into contact with Zi Shi Jiao.

Out of his desire to become an immortal, he chose to join the Zishi Sect without hesitation. The price he paid was to take his head and refine it for three days and three nights.

Most of the monks who were trying to take their heads together did not survive, but Yu Zheng not only survived, he also clung to the Zishi Sect and climbed up.

"Thirty years. I have been teaching as a dog for thirty years."

Yu Zheng's expression became distorted. He stood up and walked out of the alley, his steps getting faster and faster, his eyes staring straight at Song Liao's back.

"I worked like a slave to obtain resources and survived a near-death experience to complete the second recovery."

"But... the evil ghost realm is already my limit."

Yu Zheng felt as if in a dream. He had made no progress in cultivation for four whole years. The evil spirit in his body became increasingly restless. He was completely dependent on the elixirs given by the Zi Shi Sect to stay alive.

He can continue to be a dog because he still has some life left.

Once his life span is about to end, the Zishi Church will immediately abandon him.

The acquired anomalies are not worth mentioning, and in the Zi Shi Sect they will even become consumables for refining talismans.

Only natural born freaks like Song Liao are the true disciples of the Zishi Sect. Acquired freaks, no matter how high their cultivation level is, can only be addressed as junior brothers.

"I don't mind being a dog, but I don't want to die as a dog."

Yu Zheng had a ferocious expression, and naked ambition was revealed in his eyes.

Since that person is very likely the third ancestor of Qianyuan Mountain, I might as well take a gamble. Perhaps this is my last chance to become an immortal in this life.

"Senior brother."

Yu Zheng called out to Song Liao, who stopped with a hint of impatience.

"In fact, Junior Brother had already inquired about the vulgar items in a pawnshop before, but he didn't tell the truth because he wanted to hand it over to Master Lu in person."

Song Liao sneered and said, "Yu Zheng, you are getting braver."

Yu Zheng pretended to be frightened and took something out of his arms tremblingly.

After Song Liao opened it, he found that it was filled with coral-like jade, which gave off a faint yin energy. It could be restored by breaking it into pieces and gently putting them together.

"It is indeed a vulgar thing. Junior Brother Yu Zheng, please look for it again. I will share some of the resources that Master Lu gave me. Hmm..."

Song Liao saw the blood-stained collar of Yu Zheng's clothes and said, "It's useless to give you resources. I owe you a favor. It will be enough for you to use for the rest of your life."

"Thank you, senior brother!!"

Yu Zheng bowed with tears of gratitude, and Song Liao walked into the street without looking back.

He had a blank expression on his face, and his soul approached the insect eggs in the Niwan Palace. "Third Ancestor, I, Yu Zheng, want to exchange this vulgar thing for a chance to meet you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eggs began to absorb the surrounding Yin energy.

A crack appeared on the surface of the egg, and a ladybug with pupils emerged.

Yang He had a weak spiritual consciousness attached to the ladybug, always paying attention to Yu Zheng's every move, but he didn't expect the latter to contact him on his own initiative.

"What's going on with the Third Ancestor?"

"You don't know that the Zishi Sect shamelessly claims to be the orthodoxy of Qianyuan Mountain, and there is even a portrait of your true face inside."

Yu Zheng guessed that Yang He looked down upon Zi Shijiao at all.

The Zishi Sect has a very bad reputation and has indeed done many evil things. How could the immortals be willing to lump them together?

"The three ancestors? Taiyi Zhenren, Nezha, and Corpse Taoist?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yu Zheng was overjoyed. Few people knew the secret of the Three Immortals of the Zishi Sect, which could indirectly prove the identity of Yang He, the third ancestor.

Yang He had already returned home by now, pinching his nose bridge because of a headache.

Every character he plays looks close to his real self. I'm afraid that not only the Corpse Taoist, but also other regular characters can see clues.

The corpse Taoist child of Qianyuan Mountain, the Immaculate Buddha of Nuwa Palace, the Third Prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, the Plague Taoist of Jiulong Island...

As long as there is a portrait, it is possible to recognize oneself.

"The herdsman we killed earlier came from Jiulong Island. It is certain that there are still some forces on Jiulong Island that have survived to this day."

"This handsome face of mine is in big trouble."

Yang He showed his relief. Jialiang Water Town was a remote place with a lack of resources, and no forces coveted Peibai City, so he could live in peace.

"Yu Zheng, where is your base in Qianyuan Mountain?"

"I don't know."

Yu Zheng did not dare to be ambiguous and said honestly: "Third Ancestor, I only went back and forth once thirty years ago, and I was completely unconscious at that time."

"But there is one thing that is very strange."

"You said."

"I clearly felt that my consciousness had left my body, but later I found that it had not left my body. It seemed that I was in an inexplicable trance."

Yang He narrowed his eyes. The Zishi Sect was able to grow and develop under the nose of the imperial court, so the location of the sect must be extremely secret.

Yu Zheng's description reminded him of endless hell.

Will it?

Is the Zishi Sect’s headquarters located in a certain level of the Endless Hell?
Yu Zheng took the initiative to say, "Third Ancestor, you are not the only one looking for mundane objects. In fact, some cultivators of the Zishi Sect are also very interested in them. The Taoist Master Lu Yuan whom I follow is also collecting them."

Yang He licked his lips, his mind full of thoughts.

It turns out that the world of allusions can indeed affect the main world, which gives us a lot of room for maneuver when doing role-playing.

Of course, deliberate exploitation may backfire on you.

Yu Zheng also gave a detailed account of the true and false information of the three people.

Lu Yuan has the highest level of cultivation and has already entered the realm of evil ghosts. However, his breakthrough through external forces has caused his foundation to be unstable, and he needs the blood of the corpse immortal to temper his body and soul.

The other two were in the realm of evil spirits, and they had not even been revived once.

Yu Zheng added disdainfully: "If Master Lu gets what he wants, the two will surely die, but they don't realize it."

"Yu Zheng, how do you know I'm looking for vulgar things?"

"I can see it from the Fuyang Chamber of Commerce."

Yu Zheng realized that if he wanted to join the Third Ancestor, he had to show enough value. "The actions of the Fuyang Chamber of Commerce are actually very dangerous. If we are not careful, it will attract the attention of the Zishi Sect."

"Third Ancestor, I can help you collect worldly items."

"I will stay in Zishi Sect as your spy. As long as I know that there are vulgar items in a certain place, I will notify Fuyang Chamber of Commerce to obtain them in advance."

Yu Zheng continued nervously, "At the same time, I can also find ways to keep an eye on the mundane things in the hands of the Zishi Sect monks."

"So you gave the fake vulgar things to Lu Yuan?"

Yu Zheng's heart was shocked.

Coral Jade is a very rare Yin object. It has the property of healing upon touch, and after being refined it can continuously emit Yin energy.

Before the Yin energy was exhausted, Lu Yuan would absolutely not be able to tell the real from the fake.

But the Third Ancestor could see through it at a glance.

"Third Ancestor, the fake vulgar objects are already hiding little devils. As long as Lu Yuan is careless, I can steal all three vulgar objects for you."

Yu Zheng prepared the fake worldly things because he was afraid that he would accidentally offend Lu Yuan one day. Maybe the fake worldly things could save his life.

Yang He didn't reply, Yu Zheng gritted his teeth and continued.

"Third Ancestor, among Lu Yuan's three mundane objects, there is one that is very special. You must be revived before you can touch it, otherwise you won't be able to detect it at all."

"It's a fragment of a plaque."

Yu Zheng swallowed his saliva and said, "Third Ancestor, I wonder if you have ever heard of the Heavenly Palace?"

"Heaven!"

When he heard the fluctuations in Yang He's words, he couldn't help but blush.

Yu Zheng realized that the only thing he could rely on were worldly things, and all other aspects were not worthy of the immortal immortal's attention.

"Lu Yuan plays with it all the time, but he has no idea where it came from!"

"Third Ancestor, I have checked a lot of ancient books of Zishi Sect and wanted to use this information to gain some benefits from Lu Yuan. Unfortunately, due to my limited qualifications, I have already given up practicing."

"I can be sure that the plaque fragments must have come from..."

"Nantianmen!!!"

(End of this chapter)