Mythology

Chapter 155: Death to the Third Ancestor, Great Honor

A private room in Nancheng Teahouse.

Lu Yuan sat alone at the window sipping tea, the sweet and bitter fragrance bursting on his tongue as he savored the green mountain tea that had been picked not long ago.

However, from the crackling sound coming from his neck, it could be seen that his mood was far from being as relaxed as it appeared on the surface, and he could hardly hide his anxiety.

"Lei Dechang gave up reporting the inspection, leaving me with plenty of time, but..."

The smoother Lu Yuan felt, the more inspired he became.

There are even signs that one is about to go crazy.

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Yu Zheng pushed the door open and walked into the private room, saying respectfully, "Master Lu, Song Liao and Tan Lingchuan have been missing since noon yesterday."

"Their presence was in Peibai City, how could it suddenly disappear?"

A cold light flashed in Lu Yuan's eyes, and his chest heaved violently. After all, it involved the corpse-transmigration immortal body, and he absolutely could not afford to make any mistakes.

Yu Zheng's face was filled with worry. "When I contacted them earlier, Song Liao only said that he had found clues about vulgar things, but I didn't dare to ask for the details."

"damn it!!!"

Lu Yuan smashed the tea bowl and looked hysterical.

Yu Zheng didn't say much. He stood in the corner as if he was afraid, but he couldn't help sneering in his heart.

Song Liao and the other man were indeed not dead, but they only had their heads left. Yu Zheng had already given them to the Third Ancestor's mount, just to stimulate Lu Yuan to lose his mind.

Lu Yuan stared blankly at the tea leaves that fell on the floor.

The tea leaves are dry and yellow.

The heat that could not even harm ordinary people seemed to penetrate into Lu Yuan's heart.

He hated the feeling of being out of control, as if there was an invisible giant hand gradually guiding him in another direction.

"Is it that corpse-reincarnated immortal body that's causing trouble?"

"impossible."

Lu Yuan could feel the presence of the ladybug, which was constantly emitting aura. This person wanted to find an opportunity to break out of the siege.

In his opinion, the ladybug was just fighting back.

"His cultivation is only at the level of a fierce ghost. Even if he has an immortal body, his strength is not enough to threaten me. There must be... someone else!!!"

Yu Zheng reminded softly: "Master Lu, since I came to Jialiang Water Village, I have felt that something is wrong. It seems that someone who knows us well is making trouble in the dark."

"You said, could it be... the other inner disciples of Zishi Sect?"

Lu Yuan was about to retort when he heard that Song Liao and the other man had something on him.

But he soon realized that compared with the benefits of the corpse-transmutation immortal body, any handle was not worth mentioning, which was enough to make the two people contact each other and betray him.

"Yu Zheng, cooperate with me immediately to force out the corpse-reincarnation immortal body!"

Lu Yuan looked around nervously, muttering to himself. Even the waiter passing by the box became suspicious.

Yu Zheng narrowed his eyes, almost revealing murderous intent.

He had been Lu Yuan's dog for twenty years and knew him too well. He had even deduced countless times how to turn the tables and kill Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan, a useless person who relied on external forces to advance to the evil ghost realm.

His aptitude was more than enough, but his state of mind was full of flaws, which led to the complete destruction of his foundation after his promotion, yet he still dreamed of obtaining an immortal body after being transformed into an immortal body.

Do you deserve it?
If I had the same qualifications, I would have already become a murderer!!!

"Master Lu."

Yu Zheng pretended to be terrified and said, "I suddenly remembered something. When Song Liao brought you the vulgar things, did he tamper with them?"

Lu Yuan froze in place, then hurriedly took out the brocade box.

"No, there is no one..."

Before he could finish his words, he found that the brocade box was empty.

Lu Yuan's face was flushed, and blood was flowing from his facial features. The heat in the air seemed to flow into the Niwan Palace, and his soul became twisted and hideous.

Puff puff.

There is blood and flesh growth on the neck.

Lu Yuan grew a lot of miniature heads, and countless voices whispered in his ears. It was obvious that he was on the verge of going insane.

Yu Zheng knew the time was ripe and used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the insect eggs.

"Third Ancestor, Lu Yuan has gone mad. He is no longer a threat until he wakes up."

'kindness.'

Yu Zheng looked towards the yamen with foresight.

Because the teahouse was not far from the yamen, he could see what was happening there. Lu Yuan's other head was hanging in the air above the parade ground.

Captain Sun and others surrounded the head motionlessly.

Meow!
The black cat roared, jumped out from the shadow of the parade ground, and swallowed all the constables first.

"How dare you!!!"

Lu Yuan transferred his consciousness without hesitation and entered the brain on the training ground.

Yu Zheng watched coldly. He was not surprised at Lu Yuan's choice. He had known Lu Yuan's flaws more than ten years ago.

The foundation is too poor.

Ordinary Zishi Sect monks don't need to pay attention to the fake heads, but Lu Yuan is different. The loss of any fake head will lead to aggravation of his demonic possession.

"Haha, I want to be a dog for the Third Ancestor, Lu Yuan, please go."

Yu Zheng pulled out his head and twisted his neck hard.

Click.

Yu Zheng's body and soul were severely injured, but Lu Yuan's head would also suffer the same damage. This was the result of thirty years of hard practice of black magic to reduce one's life.

He took out his penis and smashed it hard, breaking Lu Yuan's head into pieces.

The fragments were then ingested into the stomach and intestines and sealed.

.........

Lei Dechang was very observant and always ready to deal with Lu Yuan's head.

Suddenly, a crack penetrated the skull, and Yu Zheng's move indirectly affected the rest of Lu Yuan's head.

Lei Dechang naturally couldn't let it go. His intestines opened countless pupils, and arms emerged from the cracks, directly prying open the skull.

The moment the skull shattered, the pupil ladybug attached itself to the inside and outside of the head and forcibly sealed it.

People fell to the ground, holding their necks.

Lei Dechang didn't have time to take care of the people. He noticed that Yang He had disappeared and the heat in the air was gathering towards the outskirts of the city.

He felt a chill down his spine. The Corpse Immortal didn't give Lu Yuan any chance from beginning to end.

Now that his two heads are shattered, Lu Yuan’s strength has been reduced to the extreme.

Lei Dechang jumped up, walked to the top of the roof and looked towards the suburbs. Through the heat, he locked onto Lu Yuan's real head at a glance.

I saw a buffalo kneeling on the ground in pain.

vomit.

The buffalo opened its mouth and spit out, and a thin man came out mixed with acid water. His head was only the size of an ordinary person's fist, and his facial features were all squeezed together.

Lu Yuan staggered to his feet and looked around in horror.

The evil spirit of the evil ghost realm burst out from his body, and in an instant the ground in the suburbs of the city shook, and the branches of the grass and trees were filled with countless miniature heads.

"Song Liao betrayed me, Tan Linchuan betrayed me, and even Yu Zheng betrayed me."

"Which inner disciple of the Zishi Sect is this?!"

His mouth was dry and his tongue was parched, and his Niwan Palace felt as if it was trapped in a furnace. He tried to use his spiritual sense several times but was unable to control it, and severe pain radiated from his internal organs.

"Is it Yuan Wenjie from the Piyang Temple? Or is it Zhang Zicong from the Baishou Forest..."

"If you can't kill me, I will become an immortal!"

Lu Yuan muttered as he was about to transform his corpse into an immortal body, and staggered to his feet. Countless miniature heads surrounded his body and flew towards Peibai City in an overwhelming manner.

The soul went astray and became possessed, and overdrawn the Yin energy to perform black magic.

There was a struggle in Lu Yuan's eyes.

He was obviously close to death, and his barely recovered sanity felt strange everywhere. How could those fellow teachers know him so well?

"Yu Zheng?"

Lu Yuan stopped consuming his Yin Qi. "If it was Yu Zheng, why did he want to kill me? I have already promised to give him a drop of corpse immortal blood."

His first reaction was that Yu Zheng wanted to take the corpse-reincarnated immortal body for himself, but he thought it was unrealistic because the Taoist tradition obtained by this acquired alien was incomplete.

Even if Yu Zheng could refine the blood of the corpse immortal, he didn't have the method to reach the evil ghost realm.

Moreover, once discovered by the Zi Shi Sect, no matter where the acquired aliens escape to, they can be easily killed through the art of black magic.

In other words, there are benefits that Yu Zheng cannot refuse.

pat pat pat.

Lu Yuan heard footsteps behind him.

The moment I turned around, I felt a real sense of oppression.

Lu Yuan's pupils shrank slightly, and the miniature heads he controlled exploded at the same time.

He saw the ugly face of the visitor, with messy red hair, dark gray wrinkled skin, sharp teeth, and an open vertical eye between his eyebrows.

After Yang He activated the Law of Heaven and Earth, he had transformed into an image with three eyes and four arms.

The four arms were strong and powerful. Except for one poisonous hand that looked a little weak, the rest of the arms expanded to five meters, with a faint smell of corpse gas spreading around.

It is already the limit for the descending ghosts in the evil ghost realm to complete the local magic of heaven and earth.

Lu Yuan seemed to have returned to the days when he started practicing Buddhism, and was led by his elders to worship the Three Immortals. The statues of the three ancestors were one yin and one yang, and the dark side of their backs looked so hideous.

"Third Ancestor?"

The four arms stretched out wildly and pierced through Lu Yuan's chest in an instant.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

Lu Yuan's increasingly fragile body was unable to withstand the attack, and his possessed soul made it impossible for him to circulate Yin Qi to protect his vital parts. He could only watch helplessly as his internal organs were minced into minced meat.

"It is indeed the Third Ancestor."

"It is such an honor to die in the hands of the awakened Third Ancestor!!"

Before Lu Yuan died, his face was full of jealousy. Yu Zheng, a mere acquired talent, could actually be favored by the Third Ancestor. Why couldn't it be me!!!

He died and disappeared, with not a single piece of his body left, falling into the black cat's mouth.

Yang He returned to his normal state, and his yang fire was almost extinguished. Even his partial control of the Law of Heaven and Earth was very difficult, as the gap between the realms of the three ghosts was too great.

Lei Dechang witnessed Lu Yuan’s death and felt a chill run down his spine.

In the blink of an eye, the corpse fairy had disappeared into the shadows. The sound of people talking could be heard from the streets and alleys, and the constables were maintaining order.

Lei Dechang couldn't help but feel an urge to make friends with the corpse immortal.

He wanted to know if there were immortals or Buddhas awakening from their two or three thousand years of slumber. Could it be that the fate of the country had come to an end?

at this time.

Yang He appeared in his yard as if nothing had happened, and a black cat was combing its hair at his feet.

He played with the fragments of the plaque.

The plaque fragments actually only exist in the Endless Hell and can be accessed through spiritual vision, but they can be easily lost if they are dropped accidentally.

A hint appeared in front of Yang He's eyes, "It really is the Nantianmen."

[Vulgar things: Born in heaven]

[Related allusion: "Haunted Heaven", mundane things are incomplete and cannot enter the world of allusion]

"A haunted man."

The corner of Yang He's eye twitched. The troublesome ghost was obviously related to Monkey King's rampage in Heaven. So, was the Monkey King Sun Wukong really an evil spirit?

“Even if the Trouble in Heaven Ghost is intact, if it is not named a god in the Investiture of the Gods, it will probably be difficult to move forward after going to the Heavenly Palace.”

The remaining two mundane objects are both from The Investiture of the Gods.

Resembling a burnt wooden heart.

A rusty spear head.

[The timeline of the allusion "Heart-Digging Ghost" and "Blood Pit Ghost" is similar. Is it a fusion of secular things?]

[The fusion of mundane objects does not affect the generation of permanent characters]

(End of this chapter)