Mythology

Chapter 163 Three Ghosts Promoted to the Evil Ghost Realm

Zhou Ji was so lost in thought that he almost forgot to breathe.

"I don't know which immortal's disciple passed by Chaoge. Such a ferocious mount, could it be the second generation disciple of Chan and Jie?"

Before he could see clearly the figure on the black panther's back, pupils suddenly appeared.

In an instant.

The pupils of any object within a kilometer opened and moved randomly, then fell on the foreheads of all the evil spirits.

Zhou Ji saw the evil spirit struggling frantically on the spot, as if bound by invisible chains, and then the blood and flesh were drained from its pupils bit by bit.

The terrifying evil energy was everywhere, and the evil spirits were completely powerless to fight back against the immortal's disciples.

"go."

The immortal disciple's Taoist robe slipped out, and he did not spare any of the remaining skins of the evil spirit, swallowing them all before returning to his original place.

The evil spirit that Zhou Ji had to fight hard to deal with was no match for the immortal's disciple.

"Thank you for the rescue, senior!"

He bowed respectfully, but felt a teasing gaze fixed on him.

"Zhou Ji, long time no see, you are becoming more and more polite."

Zhou Ji was stunned. The person on the black panther's back was none other than Yang He, whom he had met during the Nuwa Festival. His pale hair was tied up with a Taoist hairpin, and his red eyes seemed to contain a Taoist charm.

"Yang... Yang He?"

"kindness."

After receiving a positive answer, Zhou Ji couldn't help but sigh.

Eleven years have passed, and Yang He still looks like a Taoist boy. Time seems to have left no trace on him, and his cultivation is unfathomable.

Zhou Ji is already forty years old and has no doubts. His cultivation has reached perfection in the innate realm and it is difficult for him to make any further progress.

He sorted himself out and realized that people are different. Yang He was born with an immortal body and was a disciple of the Twelve Golden Immortals. It would be easy for him to become an immortal.

Perhaps after a hundred years, I will be nothing but a handful of earth, while Yang He will have achieved immortality.

"Master Yang, why did you come to Chaoge this time..."

"Deer Terrace."

Zhou Ji understood, "Master Yang, please, I will take you to the palace first. The general will tell you the details about Lutai."

"Thank you."

Yang He did not put away the black cat and walked into Chaoge openly.

He knew very well that it was impossible to avoid the eyes and ears of Shen Gongbao. After all, when he was near Chaoge, a faint divine sense had already swept past him.

It is better to be open and aboveboard, and to fight against the enemy with our own forces and to block the water with our own earth.

People were not surprised to see people showing reverence, and some even bowed their heads in prayer.

In The Investiture of the Gods, exotic beast mounts are standard, such as Wen Zhong's black unicorn, Huang Feihu's five-colored divine bull, and King Zhou's Daji...

The black cat was very proud, and white air came out of its mouth. After just a few steps, it began to shake its head and make the unique cat-like whimpering sound.

"Be more motivated."

Yang He patted the black cat's head. The latter could not enjoy similar treatment in the main world. Ninety-nine percent of mortals could not detect evil spirits.

The three ghosts became extremely active.

The yin energy in Chaoge City is ten times stronger than that outside the city.

The powerful ghost has already eaten the evil spirit's flesh and blood, and some bones have grown out of its left foot. The descending ghost is also devouring the evil spirit non-stop.

Yang He spent another two days on the journey, and his premonition of breaking through the bottleneck became stronger and stronger.

The two had a smooth journey, except for some incidents outside the palace.

There was a shrewish woman in her early sixties swearing in the street.

The fierce woman was not at a disadvantage in the face of dozens of people. Because of her strong accent and it was difficult to hear clearly, it seemed that she was blaming the army for not letting her husband return home.

When the black cat approached, the shrew calmed down and stood aside.

Seeing the fierce woman's arms that were thicker than an average person's thighs, Yang He couldn't help but mutter, "If it was an old man with a weaker body, he would probably lose half his life in a short time."

Zhou Ji hesitated for a long time and didn't say that this person was Jiang Ziya's wife.

He couldn't understand why Jiang Ziya, a disciple of the saint, would marry a sixty-year-old woman in Chaoge when he was over seventy years old.

The two headed straight for Lutai.

Before he could get close, Huang Feibiao came towards him.

"Brother is right. The two true disciples of Qianyuan Mountain are both capable of becoming immortals."

Huang Feibiao was attracted by the momentum caused by Yang He. He could feel the surrounding Yin energy continuously pouring into the latter's body. After a circle of circulation, it completely calmed down.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Nezha's foundation is far inferior to that of the corpse Taoist."

Yang He landed lightly, and the black cat crawled into the shadow under his feet. He glanced at the harem unconsciously, and there were too many peeping eyes.

"Master Yang, my name is Huang Feibiao. Wait a moment and my brother Huang Feihu will come and explain the situation in Lutai in detail."

"Where's Uncle Jiang?"

"Inside the Lutai, I just entered not long ago."

Yang He looked up and down at Lutai. Because it was daytime, there was no one in the building.

After waiting for a while, the setting sun shines on Chaoge.

Many figures appeared out of nowhere on Lutai.

Including Queen Jiang, they all stared straight ahead with dull expressions, and the smiles on their lips looked extremely strange.

Yang He was staring in a trance and Huang Feibiao didn't dare to disturb him.

Zhou Ji hurriedly left and continued to defend the city gate.

After night fell, figures began to move on the Lu Terrace, and at the same time, faint and mournful cries echoed in the bedroom.

"It's been eleven years since we last met, but you are still as charming as ever."

Huang Feihu came to Yang He's side without him noticing.

"Meet the general."

Yang He performed a Taoist salute. The Nuwa Festival was held because of the recommendation of Huang Feihu and Wen Zhong, which allowed him to visualize the arrival of the saint from a close distance.

Huang Feihu couldn't help but look up to Yang He.

At the beginning, I thought Yang He’s corpse-transmigrating immortal body was extraordinary, and now it is even more mysterious, far exceeding the scope of corpse immortal.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries and soon turned the topic to the main topic.

Yang He learned that any living person who died in Lu Tai would breed almost identical evil spirits in the outside world.

He had met Queen Jiang and knew that Lutai was far from being as simple as it seemed.

Otherwise, how could Queen Jiang turn into a murderous ghost in such a short time? "General Huang, who built the Lutai?"

"The blueprint was drawn by Wen Zhong a few years ago, and the craftsmen and slaves were all ordinary people."

Huang Feihu hesitated a little, "The construction of Lutai was a natural process, as if it was granted by heaven. The height of more than ten meters even gives me the illusion of reaching heaven."

"Directly to heaven?"

Yang He was secretly shocked and got a headache when he heard the word "Heaven".

He originally thought that everything was arranged by Shen Gongbao, but now it seems that Lu Tai might really have a connection with the Heavenly Palace.

Could it be that the night-wandering god covered in fox fur also came from heaven?
"General, is Bigan also in Lutai?"

"kindness."

"The king held a banquet at Lutai at that time, and Bigan naturally participated."

Yang He noticed Bigan among the people in Lutai.

Unlike the figure looking straight ahead, only Bi Gan raised his head high, bent his neck to look up at the sky, and placed his hands on his chest and ribs.

at this time.

A man passed by Bigan.

Compared with the dull stone-carving figures on and below the Lu Terrace, the man seemed a little out of place, as if he was a person who should not be on the Lu Terrace.

Huang Feihu didn't notice it, and neither did the thousands of soldiers present.

Only Yang He's clairvoyance could reveal the clue.

The man stood at the edge of the Lutai and looked at Yang He.

Yang He stepped forward subconsciously, and suddenly a hoarse voice sounded in his ears.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay."

"If you know what's good for you, don't set foot in Lutai. It's not good to meddle in other people's business like Jiang Ziya."

Yang He's face looked grim, and the man disappeared in the blink of an eye.

If he was not mistaken, this person was Shen Gongbao. No wonder he was nowhere to be seen in the harem. It turned out that he was in Lu Tai.

"General, when will Uncle Jiang come back?"

Huang Feihu didn't notice the solemnity that flashed across Yang He's face.

"It will take another five days. Regardless of whether Jiang Ziya can find the exit of Lutai, I will go inside myself."

Yang He got the answer he wanted, and immediately went into seclusion after saying goodbye to Huang Feihu.

He knew that Shen Gongbao was bound to cause trouble and he had to seize the time to break through.

boom.

Yang He no longer held back, and the Yin energy poured into his body, forming a vacuum zone of a hundred miles, which made Huang Feibiao gasp.

The three souls and seven spirits gather in the Niwan Palace and gradually form one.

The pupil ghost almost occupies the entire forehead.

The powerful ghost was growing his left foot at a speed visible to the naked eye. The descending ghost was the most relaxed, and some signs appeared as it digested the Yin energy.

puff.

Left foot molding.

Tong Gui and Shi Gui have reached the critical point but have not been promoted, so they still lack an opportunity.

Drought and plague spread for no reason with Yanghe as the center.

Yang He took out the tripod and then got into the vagina.

dong dong dong.

The tripod made a muffled sound, and fist marks kept appearing on its surface, along with the strange phenomenon of withering grass and trees, and most of the dark clouds dissipated.

"Transformation? The phenomenon of concentrating the mind is probably just like this." Huang Feihu ordered people to mark out an area for Yang He to meditate in seclusion.

If it weren't for the disaster that had happened before, he really wanted to take a good look at the wonders of the immortal body.

The strange phenomenon lasted for three days, and the soldiers had become accustomed to the noise caused by Yang He.

The descending ghost broke through first, followed closely by the pupil ghost and the powerful ghost.

Yang He only felt that he seemed to have two bodies. The other one was the Fa Tian Xiang Di transformed by the three ghosts, standing tall in the Niwan Palace.

The three souls and seven spirits are integrated into the laws of heaven and earth.

Yang He held his breath and slowly restrained the drought and plague from the outside world.

Wow.

There was crying in the Niwan Palace.

The three souls and seven spirits disappeared, and were replaced by a fetus. The fetus occupied more than 80% of the Niwan Palace and was in telepathic communication with Yang He.

Transformation refers to the unity of the soul and the spirit, and there is no need to worry about damage when the soul is out of the body for a long time.

The three ghosts separated.

It seems that there is no change, but in fact it has been reborn.

The biggest difference between evil ghosts and evil ghosts is the ghost domain.

Just like Madam Yin's overwhelming amount of black hair, or Queen Jiang making plants grow limbs and turn into evil spirits, this is... the realm of ghosts.

The evil ghost realm is created by instinct, while the monks actively intervene in the formation of the ghost realm.

The practice of the three ghosts in the evil ghost realm is to condense the ghost realm.

"The incarnation of the law of heaven and earth should be able to mobilize the prototype of the ghost domain."

Yang He was consolidating his cultivation and had no time to explore the ghost realm. He discovered that Huang Feihu had already entered the Lu Tai, and Jiang Ziya had not come out during that time.

Huang Feihu used the death row prisoners to try to contact Jiang Ziya.

In the end, Jiang Ziya chose to give up the attempt to take over the body.

Yang He left the tripod and looked out at the harem where the wind was blowing coldly. The whistling wind was piercing his ears, and the center of the sound was a palace near Queen Jiang's bedroom.

He found Huang Feibiao who was maintaining order and asked him hurriedly, "General Huang Feibiao, who lives in that palace?"

"It was originally the king's study, named Zhaixing Tower."

"it is good."

Without waiting for Huang Feibiao to ask any questions, Yang He had already pushed the door and walked into Lutai.

"I would like to meet Shen Gongbao."

"By the way, Shen Gongbao's mount seems to be a black panther?"

“This person is destined to be with me.”

(End of this chapter)