Mythology

Chapter 165 I'm Stunned
Bigan's laughter suddenly subsided, and he stared at Yang He inexplicably.

Yang He was not afraid at all.

In fact, he was very interested in matters involving Heaven. After all, Heaven was of paramount importance in the subsequent Journey to the West.

In particular, Yang He also holds the view that worldly things are born from heaven.

Yu Zheng has already searched in many places using the fragments of the plaque as clues. It is said that there are quite a few clues, and this vulgar object may really be able to be pieced together.

Bigan stroked his beard, and the madness in his eyes suddenly disappeared. "How come you are okay? Several people have gone crazy or died before."

"Daji peeled off her fox skin and fled to some corner of Lutai."

"Jiang banged his head against the wall and died."

"Only if you are okay can you tell me about matters related to the Heavenly Palace."

Yang He looked at his skyrocketing spiritual vision and realized that the news about the Heavenly Palace was like a deadly poison. Just hearing it could affect his sanity.

It's not that he's okay, but the negative impact has turned into clairvoyance.

The power of Bigan's few brief words was as strong as confronting the Taoist master Tongtian directly.

This shows the weirdness of the Heavenly Palace in disguise!!

"Do you still want to... continue listening?" Bigan stared at Yang He expectantly. The ground was heaving and blood was above his knees.

"I want to listen." If Yang He really refused, Bigan would never let him go.

Bigan's face flushed, and there was a trace of relief on his old face. "Later, God's will never responded again, so I invited Jiang Ziya to add another layer to the two-story Deer Terrace on the blueprint."

"Jiang Ziya intervened in the construction for half a year, but the progress of the third floor was extremely slow."

Bigan swallowed his saliva and said, "Jiang Ziya said that it can be completed within five years, but I really can't wait, and the people of Da Shang can't wait either. The evil spirits are already everywhere."

"I watched the people being eaten by evil spirits day after day..."

Bigan continued painfully: "Without the blessing of the saint, the people of Shang would lose their support sooner or later, so how can we talk about national destiny?!"

Yang He had to admit that the current situation of Da Shang was simply hell on earth.

On his way to Chaoge, the number of evil spirits he encountered at night was far more than usual, and the evil spirits that Madam Yin had attracted were no more than this.

As the war spreads, evil spirits will only become more and more rampant.

"Before the third level of Lutai was completed, I forced myself to perform the sacrifice, which lasted for two days and two nights before I was able to contact the will of heaven."

Bigan covered his head and said, "It was already midnight that day."

"This old man...heard a strange voice from God."

Yang He licked his cracked lips, and his spiritual vision unknowingly reached 7,500 points.

He did not ask further questions, but listened patiently as Bigan continued, "The voice was completely different from the previous two divine messages. It didn't sound like an immortal or god responding to us, but rather like a mortal. Yes, a mortal!"

"The voice only speaks."

Bigan shouted at the top of his lungs: "Stop communicating with the will of heaven! Be careful of the Heavenly Palace!!"

It seemed like an ordinary sentence, but it exploded in Yang He's mind. His spiritual vision directly broke through eight thousand. He seemed to hear the voice of despair repeating itself. He didn't know who was giving the kind reminder.

Yang He shook his head, something big must have happened in Heaven.

Are the 365 gods canonized in The Investiture of the Gods filling the gaps or becoming consumables for higher beings?

Bigan looked at Yang He's expressionless face, and the astonishment in his eyes quickly turned into joy.

"You are still alive and not crazy. I owe you a favor."

Bigan was extremely relieved. After venting his inner distress, he regained much of his sanity.

"My friend, what's your name?"

"Yang He, a true disciple of Jin Guang Cave in Qianyuan Mountain."

"Not bad."

Bigan reached into the chest and quickly pulled out a piece of bloody intestines. The Yin energy it exuded was no weaker than that of a superior vagina.

"Take it, Yang Xiaoyou. If you have the chance, you can come and chat with me again."

Yang He frowned and took it, and asked, "Prime Minister, do you know where a monk of the Chan sect named Shen Gongbao is?"

“On the second floor.”

【The Heartless Ghost’s Stomach】

[The Yin objects derived from the Heartless Ghost can enter the Heartless Ghost's body through the intestines and stomach after being refined. ]

Yang He simply refined his spiritual consciousness and realized that Lutai became unobstructed. Then his consciousness became blurred and Bigan disappeared.

The previous experience seemed like an illusion, and there was only a shriveled corpse in the corner.

Yang He noticed that the empty chest of Bigan's body was very similar to the room he was in now. The exposed esophagus and large intestine were like stairs leading to the upper and lower floors.

Obviously, the entire Lu Tai is Bigan himself, and also Bigan’s ghost realm.

Yang He fiddled with his stomach for a while, "I wonder if this thing is useful in the main world. Can I use it to reach Wenqu Star Lord in the sky?"

He communicated with his stomach, and the downward stairs became the path to the second floor.

.........

The second floor of Lutai.

"Strange thing, where is the disciple of Taiyi Zhenren?"

The murmurs echoed, and the corpse in the corner opened its eyes. Unlike Bigan's cloudy pupils, the corpse revealed a sinister and cunning look.

After Shen Gongbao noticed the yellow paper left by Jiang Ziya on the first layer, he realized that disguising it as the corpse on the second layer was the safest. Even Huang Feihu did not check it carefully.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, the situation has been decided."

"How can a little kid who has been practicing Taoism for more than ten years threaten me?"

Shen Gongbao was full of disdain, but his heart was filled with jealousy. He was not only jealous of Jiang Ziya for getting the task of being a deity, but also jealous of Yang He for being born with an immortal body and being able to achieve immortality with a little practice.

His experience in cultivation far exceeds that of his peers, but luck just doesn't come to him.

"Well."

Shen Gongbao stretched out his long tongue, with three eyeballs on the tip of his tongue.

He had made arrangements in advance, and could sense the situation of Jiang Ziya and others with his eyeballs. "Huang Feihu is trapped on the eighth floor. As expected, Shouhu can't ignore Bigan. I just need to trip him up a little in secret, and it won't be a problem to delay him for a while."

Turning his eyes, Shen Gongbao noticed the foul smell on the ninth floor.

Jiang Ziya was boiling elixir while King Zhou was coughing non-stop, with leopard-like spots spreading on his skin.

"Humph."

Shen Gongbao knew his senior brother Jiang Ziya too well. Although his cultivation was not as good as others expected, he was extremely good at unconventional methods, especially alchemy.

"If Jiang Ziya's elixir is ready, wouldn't it be a waste of the strong medicine that Emperor Xin had given me before?"

"Emperor Xin must die."

Shen Gongbao slowly crawled out of Bigan's body.

He looks like an ordinary middle-aged Taoist priest, with loose hair and half of his head missing, with his black brain exposed.

"Jiang Ziya will never assist the Shang Dynasty. There will definitely be a dynasty change in the future, and it is likely that one of the four great princes will rise to power."

"hehe."

"No matter what kind of princes they are, I, Shen Gongbao, will help the Shang Dynasty to do the opposite."

Shen Gongbao's face showed a ferocious look. As long as Lu Tai was used properly, the Shang Dynasty could turn around its declining trend.

He thought about assassinating Jiang Ziya, but the saint was above, and Jiang Ziya could not die for the time being, at least not before the Battle of the Gods began.

"Emperor Xin has lost his ambition after the Nuwa Festival. He spends the whole day in the harem being disturbed by a few evil spirits."

Shen Gongbao looked down upon King Zhou, but his two sons had already been taken away by the Chan sect.

Yin Jiao became a disciple of Guangchengzi, and Yin Hong became a disciple of Chijingzi.

Shen Gongbao had met the two people in Kunlun Mountain. The Twelve Golden Immortals trained them to attack Shang, so it was impossible for them to replace King Zhou and lead Shang.

The only way is to kill King Zhou.

Shen Gongbao sneered. After Emperor Xin died in Lu Tai, a ghost emperor would naturally be born in the outside world. That would be his reliance against Jiang Ziya.

"But the killing ghost that Queen Jiang transformed into is too stupid. I have to take away Emperor Xin's soul and merge it into the Ghost Emperor to be absolutely safe."

He twisted his head, and then his neck made a crackling sound.

"go."

The neck is infinitely elongated.

Shen Gongbao used half of his head to knock open the window, and arms grew out of his neck, clinging to the wall and heading towards the ninth floor.

"Jiang Ziya, you are just a person with a poor fate in Kunlun Mountain. It is just a coincidence that you got the Conferred God List. You are destined to achieve nothing."

suddenly.

An eyeball at the tip of Shen Gongbao's tongue began to throb.

He saw Yang He flash by on the seventh floor.

For some reason, Shen Gongbao felt an indescribable crisis. Yang He was coming for him. This man was not easy to deal with! !

Even though there were five floors between them, Shen Gongbao retracted his head without hesitation.

At the moment when the neck shortened, a dragon roar exploded in the ears.

Shen Gongbao turned around in shock, only to see a corpse dragon over ten meters long appearing in front of him, which almost swallowed half of his head into its stomach.

There were two more poisonous dragons. Shen Gongbao was unable to dodge and got a deep wound on his shoulder that could see the bone.

The wounds sizzled as the drought plague burned the blood and carried a large number of insect eggs deep into the flesh, blood and bones.

"Fellow."

Shen Gongbao's smile did not diminish. "You and I are from the same sect of Chanjiao. You should call me uncle, so why do you have to kill each other?"

He suppressed the plague, and the eggs squeezed out from between his skin and flesh.

"Besides, I kindly reminded you before you entered the Lutai."

"Do you remember that voice, 'Fellow Daoist, please stay?'"

Yang He looked at Shen Gongbao quietly, and retracted his three arms.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, I am here to rescue Senior Brother Jiang Ziya. Please stay, and we will meet again after we leave Lutai."

Shen Gongbao walked straight towards the stairs, but after a few steps his heart sank.

Yang He used the power of Heaven and Earth, and his corpse-transmutation immortal body was also opened to the extreme. In an instant, his body transformed into an image with two heads and four arms.

Red hair spread all over his body, and the two heads, one human and one corpse, both looked ferocious, with muscles bulging on his limbs and arms like rocks.

Bang bang bang.

The bones were growing, and Yang He was just over four meters tall.

If the height of Lu Tai was not limited, this defective version of Fa Tian Xiang Di would be about ten meters high.

"Is it the three-headed, six-armed Dharmakāya of Taiyi Zhenren?"

"Wait, there is also the Law of Heaven and Earth?"

Shen Gongbao is not good at facing the enemy head-on, and the magical powers of the Taoist boy in front of him are most inclined towards attack. What kind of monster is this?

next moment.

Yang He used his left leg, which was obviously thicker than his right leg, to exert force.

boom.

The floor sank and spiderweb-like cracks spread out.

It was the first time that Yang He used the Law of Heaven and Earth in the Transformation Realm (Evil Ghost), so he did not stimulate any Yin energy, it was purely a release of physical strength.

Shen Gongbao was still on guard against Yang He's plague one moment, and the next moment his face was filled with shock.

The fist hit him hard in the face.

"I stayed, and then what?!!"

(End of this chapter)