Mythology

Chapter 173 The Great Businessman of the Ghost Country on Earth
Yang He's consciousness returned to the main world and he immediately turned his thoughts to Yu Zheng.

'Are there any ancient books from three thousand years ago?'

"Third Ancestor, let me look for it."

"Three thousand years ago, the Shang Dynasty was in power. I want the historical records of the capital city of Chaoge."

'Disciple understands.'

"Well, bring it to me through the Fuyang Chamber of Commerce. Don't worry, just let an ordinary escort deliver it. It doesn't matter if it's a little slower."

Yang He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and the development of the story had completely gone beyond the original plot.

Bigan turned more than two million mortals into evil spirits. If the Shang Dynasty wasn't careful, it would be destroyed. Wouldn't the Conferred Gods War come to an abrupt end right at the beginning?

"I just don't believe that there is no mention of such a heinous disaster in ancient books? Even unofficial history should mention it."

Yang He did not go to the world of allusions, but waited for Yu Zheng's reply in the main world.

Life in Peibai City is relatively leisurely. Zi Shijiao has an undercover agent named Yu Zheng who will inform him of every move in Jialiang Water Town.

After Yang He exchanged his harvest, he spent his free time thinking about the Three Corpse Ghost Domain of the powerful ghost.

After all, the Law of Heaven and Earth is not a conventional means of fighting the enemy. Even if one has an immortal body, the combination of man and ghost will still consume one's lifespan.

"We have to find a way to trick Yang Jian into giving us his Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts. Other body-refining techniques will also do. Otherwise, our bodies won't be able to bear the brunt of the Law of Heaven and Earth for long."

"Unfortunately, the monks of Jiulong Island don't have anything good."

Yang He obtained several volumes of magic from the monks of Jiulong Island, but they were all of relatively inferior quality, which showed that the core Taoist traditions were passed down by word of mouth.

Half a month later, the copper coin sword finally digested the coupled insect corpses.

The appearance of the copper coin sword has not changed, but it can be clearly felt to be full of spirituality, and the Yin energy consumed in its use is also 30% less than before.

The quality may be just one step away from being a Yin Bao.

Yang He didn't force it, as Yin Bao's promotion was very rare.

Although it seems that every famous cultivator in The Investiture of the Gods is a treasure, most of them have extraordinary origins and are secretly marked with a price.

How many people from the orthodox and unorthodox sects could escape unscathed and not be included in the list?

Not long after Yang He refined the copper coin sword, the Fuyang Chamber of Commerce's carriage arrived at Peibai City.

Chen Qian returned home in glory, but others had a different story to tell: it would be a matter of time before she squandered her family fortune and became the daughter of the Chen family. She was very resourceful and expanded the Fuyang Chamber of Commerce to many locations in just half a year.

All of a sudden, matchmakers came to the door looking for marriage and patronized the place.

Chen Qian rejected them one by one, saying that she had a secret crush on him, but no one recognized the so-called ideal husband, and all kinds of rumors kept coming out.

The wealthy businessmen were like hyenas that smelled meat. They only calmed down after several people died overnight.

The next day, the convoy left Peibai City, and Yang He got what he wanted, a total of three ancient books and two common items.

The black cat is responsible for running errands and does not affect Cai Jia's business.

Yang He went home to check after finishing his work.

"As expected, I need help. It's impossible to collect a lot of vulgar things by myself."

As soon as the package was opened, the most eye-catching thing was the fragment of the plaque, which was as big as an arm, and the word "Nan" could be seen engraved on the surface.

The second mundane object was in the shape of a feather.

[Vulgar things: Wu Shengwu]

[Related allusion: "Five-Colored Ghost", whether to consume 10 points to enter the allusion world]

"Kong Xuan?"

Yang He had some impression of the Peacock King, who was also a difficult guy to deal with, and seemed to have eaten Tathagata Buddha.

After Tathagata Buddha broke out of the body, he outrageously recognized Kong Xuan as his Buddha mother.

Yang He put the two mundane objects into the exquisite pagoda, then began to flip through the ancient books, and finally noticed some clues from a page of paper.

It is impossible for ancient books to be preserved for three thousand years, so their contents were naturally compiled by later generations.

The content tells the strange stories of a traveling merchant.

Yang He was not sure of the authenticity.

"It's also autumn in the allusion world, probably around August."

It says that on July 13th, the gates of Chaoge City were closed and there were constant wailing inside, as if a ceremony to welcome a saint was being held.

It was two months later when the merchants came to Chaoge again.

The content mentioned that evil spirits were rampant outside the city, but when they arrived in Chaoge, they found that there were no traces of ghosts. After asking the locals, they found out that it was the appearance of a saint.

"The saint appeared?"

"It is impossible for the Immaculate Buddha to save millions of ordinary people."

"Unless the goddess Nuwa comes, but that's unrealistic."

After much consideration, Yang He specially asked someone to carve a stone statue of Nuwa in the main world, which he carried with him so that he could play the role of the Immaculate Buddha.

[Vulgar things: Heart is born, heart is born and blood is born]

[Related stories: "Heart-digger", "Blood-pit ghost", whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the story world]

"determine."

"Play the role of [Corpse Dao Tong]."

.........

Yang He woke up from the Chunyin Coffin, and the seal of the Niwan Palace received a message. Jiang Ziya asked him to escape from Chaoge immediately and meet him outside the city.

He escaped from the coffin and took the Ghost Prince inside.

dong dong dong.

The tripod kept shaking, and the sound of Queen Jiang banging against it could be heard from inside. It was only with the help of dozens of ladybugs that the sound was barely suppressed.

Fortunately, Queen Jiang’s spiritual power has not fully recovered.

Yang He used the method of virtualization to travel underground, and then he realized someone was staring at him. From the corner of his eye he discovered that the spy was none other than Bigan in Lutai.

Bigan was standing in front of the door with a very kind expression.

"My dear friend, do you still want to hear my story?"

"Ayaxiang, let's do it another day."

Yang He froze, nodded, then turned around and continued to escape.

Bigan seemed to have no ill intentions. He stroked his beard and nodded as well, but his eyes gradually became colder and colder.

"My dear friend, I will come and see you off when I am free."

Daji covered her mouth and chuckled, "Bigan, do you want to kill him?"

"No hurry, we have more important things to do."

Yang He heard the conversation in the Lutai and summoned a corpse dragon to travel underground. "Damn it."

He did not stop and arrived outside the palace in a few breaths.

Looking back.

Jiang Ziya used the magic whip and cooperated with Huang Feihu to beat the giant head back step by step. The ghost domain was already showing signs of collapse.

"It's useless, it's worse than doing nothing at all."

Roar! ! !
The giant head let out another long roar, causing the people in the city to cheer.

After discovering that they were neither human nor ghost, the people went crazy and held up torches to burn down temples everywhere, even those dedicated to the goddess Nuwa.

Only their hearts are alive, and there is inexplicable cotton wool coming out of their mouths and noses.

Their cultivation level is generally only at the weak ghost level, but they are numerous.

Even if Yang He was allowed to kill them all, there would probably still be a million of them left after a few weak punches, and some of the people had already begun to transform into evil ghosts.

“Wicked!!!”

Yang He rushed out of the city gate while twisting and turning, and soon arrived at the hillside ten miles away, looking down at Chaoge, which had turned into a ghost city.

Gusts of cold wind carried cotton wool, which hung in the air and gradually accumulated.

All the livestock died suddenly, and all the ordinary people became evil spirits. They vented their dissatisfaction wantonly, and no grass grew in the temple.

All I can see is... madness.

boom! !

Jiang Ziya fought desperately, and a wave of energy swept across Chaoge.

The giant head was covered with cracks.

The ghost realm receded, but the mortals did not stop doing evil.

Huang Feihu held the golden reed spear and stabbed it into the giant head. He twisted it hard, and the murderous ghost's evil spirit dissipated, and the skull turned into ashes.

boom.

As soon as the giant head died, four lights appeared throughout the city.

Bigan once again used the ghost domain, with the three monsters from Xuanyuan Tomb as his aid. In an instant, the yin energy actually gathered into the bodies of two million mortals.

People kept coughing, and the negative energy was gradually receding.

After transforming from a mortal to an evil being, it transformed back into a mortal again.

They shouted Bigan's name and called him a saint in unison.

Jiang Ziya's face turned pale. The time it took for the people to turn into evil spirits was relatively short. On the surface, Bigan's action seemed to be a stop to the crisis, but it had invisibly changed their physical constitution, which was irreversible.

"It's a perverse thing!"

"You are just going against the grain!!!"

As the people breathed, the negative energy from a thousand miles around Chaoge was pouring into their bodies.

The Yin energy became extremely thin, directly eliminating the possibility of new ghosts being born, but the price was that people became evil spirits after death.

Bigan said in a deafening voice: "Jiang Ziya, why do you do such a perverse thing? Chaoge has my protection, and no evil spirits will be born again."

In his view, the deaths of the people were predictable.

Moreover, the evil spirits can also bring a large amount of resources. Instead of declining, the Shang Dynasty will inevitably grow stronger.

Jiang Ziya's nails dug into his palms, and he felt helpless.

"Meet up with my nephew first, and then go to Xiqi to ask Master if he has any solution."

"Hey."

Huang Feihu sighed and saw Jiang Ziya was about to leave.

"Master Jiang, I..."

"General Huang, please don't persuade me to stay in Chaoge. The Shang Dynasty is doomed to fall because of its perverse actions. I'm afraid that the common people will become consumables in the future."

Jiang Ziya said helplessly: "Think about it carefully."

Huang Feihu was speechless, and the 80-year-old man's eyes were full of confusion.

Although their family had been generals defending the Shang Dynasty for generations, the country was about to fall apart. Was there any point in continuing to stay in Chaoge?
Jiang Ziya did not dare to delay and chased after Yang He.

.........

Inside the deer platform.

Bigan's expression remained calm as he pondered the pros and cons.

As soon as Jiang Ziya left, Shen Gongbao had quietly arrived at the palace.

Shen Gongbao still had half of his head, and he rode a black panther and stood respectfully in front of the door, "Greetings to the Prime Minister, and to the King."

"Also, I have met the three immortals."

He had figured out the cause and effect and was certain that Da Shang had a chance to turn defeat into victory.

"Minister Ya, I know many hermit monks with great skills. If they help the Shang Dynasty, Jiang Ziya alone will not be a problem."

Bigan ignored Shen Gongbao and spoke to Concubine Wang.

"Master, please take action to eliminate the second disciple of Taiyi Zhenren and bring back the mother and son of Queen Jiang who were imprisoned by the Corpse Taoist."

"can."

Concubine Wang spoke in a deep voice that was indistinguishable between a man and a woman. "Bigan, we will need more blood food, otherwise it will be difficult to rebuild our body. Our current strength is too weak."

"hold on."

Bigan had some concerns, "Now is not the right time. No matter which faction Jiang Ziya joins, I will ask Emperor Xin to send Wen Zhong to destroy him. Naturally, there will be a lot of blood food."

Concubine Wang couldn't help laughing and then fell to the ground.

puff.

The gap in the back opened.

Shen Gongbao retreated repeatedly, his scalp tingling as he watched a group of lines emerge from it.

"God of Heaven, why are the immortals in heaven so strange and inexplicable? Could it be that our mortal eyes cannot see their true appearance clearly?"

The balls of thread twist and then weave together.

It's like knitting a doll.

Not long after, a human-shaped ball of thread appeared in the house.

Shen Gongbao felt dizzy after just staring at it for a few seconds. In a daze, only half of the human-shaped ball of thread remained.

(End of this chapter)