Mythology

Chapter 285 Celestial Court. Ten Absolute Cities

The streets of Peibai City were already decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, with vermilion lanterns hanging from the south to the north of the city, like strings of ripe persimmons.

Every household had talismans with human faces and snake bodies pasted on their doors, and the ink still smelled of pine soot.

There are eleven days left until the Nuwa Festival.

In the past, venomous snakes only appeared during the summer thunderstorms, but now, at the very beginning of spring, several people have already died from snake bites.

Many restaurants throughout the city have already started warming and simmering realgar wine in advance.

Yang He had just finished reciting the story, and facing the bustling Peibai City, he didn't feel relaxed at all; instead, he felt a sense of unease.

It's hard to imagine that the main world had already forgotten the Nuwa Festival just six months ago.

how to say.

It's like a long-forgotten memory suddenly resurfacing.

Yang He didn't rush to summon the panel. Three ghosts emerged from between his eyebrows, and he used the three Daoist traditions to secretly adapt to his slightly weak true form.

Although the Immaculate Buddha is unstable, it does indeed have a sense of transcendence from the mundane world.

The ghostly pupils opened and closed between the eyebrows.

The six arms of the demon hung in mid-air, making Yang He appear like a multi-armed Arhat.

The Nuoxiang flag was unfurled, and a protective aura formed, enveloping the entire body in theatrical costume.

"According to the Grand Minister's spies, they must know about the strangeness of the Nuwa Festival, but they haven't taken any effective measures yet."

In fact, it's unrealistic to try to prevent something that's unknown.

The Grand Court's attention is now entirely focused on Nuwa's disciples, especially the Nine Netherworld Maiden who had previously shown unusual behavior.

"Fortunately, the Ten Deadly Formations did not affect future generations because of me."

Yang He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, besides the Nuwa Festival, some strange things would appear in the main world.

Just like televisions, skyscrapers, buses...

"Ahe, come to the courtyard and have a bowl of realgar wine!"

Old Man Yang called out from outside the side room, and Yang He withdrew the three ghosts and entered the courtyard.

The wine jar on the stone table had already been opened, and the pungent aroma of realgar mixed with calamus floated in the air, the wine appearing as amber-like fragments of gold.

Yang He tilted his head back and drank it all, pretending that his blood was rushing to his head, but in reality, it had already vaporized in his mouth.

He drank with Old Man Yang until the latter was slightly drunk before returning to his room. He then summoned the control panel to check his spoils from the trip.

First is spiritual vision.

[Spiritual Vision: 21.5]

Since the immortals of the two religions participated in the legend, the speed at which their spiritual vision has increased has been accelerating, and witnessing the seventh level of hell is no longer a distant dream.

Yang He had completely given up on the idea of ​​exhausting his spiritual vision.

He regarded clairvoyance as a supernatural power, and the more digits it increased, the more truths of the world he could see.

Whether or not you inherit the benefits of the Immaculate Buddha, you will receive the following advantages.

[The incomplete four-story exquisite pagoda]

[The Flesh and Blood Taoist Temple]

The Ten Deadly Cities

123,462 heads

[The Fruition of the Teaching]

.........

Yang He raised an eyebrow, noticing that there were no results related to Kong Xuan.

Logically speaking, since Kong Xuan was cultivating the Rebirth Seal, he should have been parasitizing the Corpse Child's body. Could it be that the panel couldn't bring Kong Xuan back to the main world?
He glanced at the mundane objects and noticed that the legendary Five-Colored Ghost had not disappeared either.

"What's the current situation with the Corpse Dao Child? Could it be that he has already merged with Kong Xuan? If so, what about the Five-Colored Ghost?"

"Ha, the final boss is actually myself?"

Yang He shook his head slightly; Kong Xuan was a troublesome person who needed to be dealt with.

"Exchanged for more than 120,000 heads."

There were millions of people inside the Ten Deadly Formations, but the subsequent fall was too rapid, causing the mountains of corpses to turn into evil spirits, and then the big fish ate the small fish. It's already quite good that there are 120,000 heads.

Yang He's precious bone tomb was suspended in mid-air, and a massive number of heads poured into the Yin Treasure.

Simultaneously.

The Corpse Dao Child's head also suddenly had tens of thousands of extra heads. Because the space in the mustard seed was limited, they were clearly all carefully selected by the ten sons of the Yang family.

The number of heads that Baoguling controlled reached 180,000.

This is an incredibly exaggerated number!

Once unleashed, it would inevitably cleave the sky and the earth, leaving heads everywhere. Even the demonic cultivators in my previous online novels were no match for it; the style was far inferior.

Yang He stared at the scene of Yin Bao filling his head and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. Then, his aura visibly increased, and mysterious spiritual patterns spread out inside and outside the Treasure Bone Tomb.

"If Daoist Ran Deng were to see this, would he praise him more or be furious?"

It was supposed to be a Buddhist treasure, but it has become such a bizarre and incongruous thing.

Yang He's lips curled up as he put the precious bone tomb into his Niwan Palace. In an instant, countless human faces roared out, and the three ghosts howled excitedly.

"Exchange for the incomplete four-story exquisite pagoda."

Refining the head in the Treasure Bone Mausoleum would take some time, so Yang He simply placed part of the Exquisite Pagoda in a corner of the Niwan Palace.

"Take a picture."

The three-legged cauldron swallowed the first floor of the exquisite pagoda, with the Pupil Ghost responsible for guiding the Yin energy.

In any case, since the exquisite pagoda was created by the Taoist Ran Deng, it had to be boiled into a pot of molten iron before being incorporated into the Precious Bone Mausoleum to avoid any drawbacks.

"A superior Yin treasure is definitely not a problem, but upgrading it to a supreme treasure is probably dangerous."

"Take it slow, but it won't hinder the use of the precious bone mausoleum."

Yang He then exchanged the miscellaneous items and stored them all in the Treasure Bone Mausoleum. He hadn't yet figured out how to use the Dao Fruit of the Chan Sect, but now all he needed was the Nine Refinement Gu Insect Technique, which he should be able to obtain from Nine Dragons Island.

His gaze fell upon the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple and the Ten Absolute Cities; the two avatars were the greatest gains.

It is not only a celestial palace needed to establish a Taoist temple in the future, but also a reliance for entering the world of historical stories. As it turns out, the adaptability of the flesh and blood Taoist temple far exceeds that of other permanent characters.

"Exchange for the Flesh and Blood Taoist Temple."

The Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple fell into the Niwan Palace, and its appearance was no longer that of a subway station.

The magnificent main hall of the Taoist temple shimmered with blood-red light, and the eaves were adorned with carved patterns, including exquisite designs of twenty-four sections of flesh and blood.

The flesh-and-blood Taoist temple possesses an extremely terrifying degree of temporary plasticity.

However, the form of the Twenty-Four Flesh and Blood Subway requires nutrients to maintain, and only the special environment of the Ten Absolutes City can give birth to it.

The three demons couldn't wait to sneak into the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple.

The Nuoxiang Ghost was in the center, with the Shi Ghost and Tong Ghost on the left and right respectively, and the dense Yin energy washed over the three ghosts.

The source of the yin energy was a corner of the Taoist temple, where more than a dozen water vats had appeared out of nowhere.

The water tank appears ordinary, but it is filled with yin energy, almost solidified, a gift from the group of toolmen.

In particular, the water vat with the words "Yang Jian" written on its surface contained an extremely pure yin energy.

"Hey hey hey."

"Is this enough for me to break through to the Void Return Realm?"

Yang Hezhi was overjoyed, and then exchanged for the Ten Absolute Cities he had been eyeing for a long time.

In his imagination, it should be the steel city derived from the Ten Absolute Formations, a 'jungle' large enough to accommodate seven or eight million people, allowing the small world to reach a scale comparable to a dojo.

Because the Three Corpses Small World has limited space, it's safer to exchange items within the Niwan Palace.

The result, however, left him somewhat disappointed.

What came into view was a devastated ruin.

Ruins are an understatement; it is only one-twentieth the size of the Ten Absolutes City, and it looks like it has been demolished. There is not a single complete building; it is all broken bricks.

Exposed electrical wires, neon lights with blurred lettering, and tattered clothing.

boom.

The Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple, situated in the center of Ten Absolutes City, seemed out of place.

Yang He fell silent. The Ten Absolutes City was indeed a fake world, but he couldn't deny that mortals had existed there.

He scanned the area with his divine sense again and again, but found no skeletons.

"Perhaps it's just the remnants left after the Ten Deadly Formations were destroyed. In any case, at least it can leave me with something to remember about."

The Ten Deadly Cities

The Celestial Court, formed by the partial absorption of the Ten Deadly Formations by the Qiankun Crescent Moon Pool, is now one of Yang He's incarnations and possesses basic intelligence.

Yang He's brows relaxed as he gradually understood the situation in Ten Absolute City.

The Ten Deadly Cities can be repaired by infusing Yin energy and flesh and blood.

This celestial incarnation is essentially still the Qiankun Yanyue Pool, so it has only one function.

It's raising ghosts!!
Compared to the previous pond, which was now overflowing with hundreds of evil spirits, the Ten Deadly Cities at its peak could hold nearly ten million evil spirits!
Yang He swallowed hard. Under normal circumstances, a Daoist temple needs to be composed of more than a dozen types of celestial courts.

He felt that his Daoist temple, centered on the Blood and Flesh Temple and based on the Ten Absolute Cities, was already extremely complete after he became an immortal.

"Is Yindu really that bad?"

If the Celestial Court had a quality classification, the newly refined Qiankun Yanyue stomach and intestines would probably be considered mediocre among similar Celestial Courts.

But things are different now; its potential is even comparable to that of the Flesh and Blood Taoist Temple!

"We must repair the Celestial Court, but now that I am rich and noble, repairing the Ten Absolute Cities is a piece of cake."

"kindness?"

Yang He's consciousness attached itself to the Ten Absolute City, and he was immediately overcome by an indescribable hunger.

In an instant, all the yin energy in his body vanished.

He carefully examined the Ten Absolutes City and found that only a few blue bricks by the roadside had been restored to their original state; well, the streets and alleys were a little cleaner.

Hunger, still hunger!!
Yang He would have to sacrifice at least tens of thousands of heads, or all the Yin energy accumulated in the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple, to achieve even a slight result.

His eyes twitched with heartache; he should have risked his life to protect that area of ​​the city.

"To delay the advancement of the Celestial Court to the Returning to the Void Realm in order to repair it is to completely put the cart before the horse."

"No, let's feed the corpses of evil spirits instead."

Yang He took out the Treasure Bone Tomb and waved it around, hundreds of heads surrounded his body, and then he deliberately made the weak ghosts of the first level of hell aware of his aura.

The weak ghosts swarmed in, only to turn into corpses the moment they got close.

Sun Qi asked Yang He about the reason, and after learning that it was just a treat, he didn't pay much attention to it. Now, Jialiang Water Town is his own backyard.

In a short while, dozens of corpses fell into the Ten Deadly Cities.

Countless tentacles stretched out from the broken streets and alleys, swallowing the corpses whole, and some cracks in the ruins healed.

Even if the corpse is replaced with that of an evil spirit or a vengeful ghost, there is no obvious difference.

"Your mother!!!"

"When will we be able to feed them properly? We can't be their babysitter forever!"

Yang He's forehead veins bulged; he really didn't want to waste time on the Celestial Court. Without spending resources, the time required could easily be counted in years, or even decades.

"He owns a ghost town, but he can't even support half a ghost."

"It's not as good as the original pond."

Yang He suddenly realized something and looked up thoughtfully at Old Master Bigan.

"It seems that my sons and daughters left some inheritance."

(End of this chapter)