Mythology

Chapter 312 The Twelve Phases of the Ghost Immortal Technique
Yang He realized that Yuanshi Tianzun might recognize him as Shen Gongbao.

Spiritual patterns emanated from the Niwan Palace, and the characters of the Mysterious Female Returning to Origin Method were erased, replaced by a method called the Twelve Aspects Ghost Immortal Method.

"Holy crap."

All the content became ambiguous, even giving off a personalized feel.

Yang He tried his best to suppress the loss of control of his body and soul, and quickly concluded that only by immediately cultivating the Twelve Phases Ghost Immortal Technique could he stabilize his body and soul.

How does one cultivate the Twelve Phases Ghost Immortal Technique?
The task was to find twelve corpses of true immortals with extremely heavy resentment to fill with their bodies.

When the corpse is reborn from the dead, that will be the time when Yang He becomes a Ghost Immortal. There is no need to go through the tedious tribulation. The Twelve Aspects Ghost Immortal Method is all about taking a shortcut.

Even if Shen Gongbao's cultivation level has not reached the Tribulation Transcending Realm, he can still achieve the status of a Ghost Immortal ahead of time by relying on the Twelve Phases Ghost Immortal Technique.

Cultivation level? We can improve that later!

puff.

Yang coughed up blood, and the viscous asphalt sizzled as it fell to the ground.

It's quite obvious that Yuanshi Tianzun's move was to have himself help the Twelve Golden Immortals overcome their tribulation, with the reward being a ghost immortal.

Yang He stumbled to his feet, his bones dislocated, his Taoist robe about to tear, and hurriedly went to the room where the corpses were hanging.

The corpse swayed in the wind, its distorted features unable to conceal its feminine appearance.

Yang He didn't have time to delve into the Twelve Phases Ghost Immortal Technique. He staggered toward the corpse, and a bone-chilling cold immediately assaulted him from all directions.

The corpse swayed more frequently, and its eyelids trembled slightly.

Yang He felt that Cihang Daoren might rise from the dead at any moment, so he did not hesitate to cut open his abdomen and take out his internal organs one by one.

After the recovery was completed, the most significant difference was that the human and the ghost became one.

He has no vital organs. As long as the yin energy is abundant, his internal organs will grow out in no time, and all his organs will have the characteristics of the three ghosts.

Following the Twelve Phases of the Ghost Immortal Method, Yang He inscribed spiritual patterns on the surface of the five internal organs and six bowels.

Finally, a dozen or so pills were taken out to boost Yang energy.

With a firm squeeze, the medicinal power seeped into the internal organs, causing them to throb as if alive, barely managing to generate a sliver of life.

Yang He found the wound on the corpse's spine and placed the internal organs in one by one.

Suddenly, the corpse's eyes started darting around, which startled Yang He so much that he hurriedly left the room. He then closed his eyes and repeatedly visualized Cihang Daoren.

After an unknown amount of time, a subtle connection developed between the ghost and the corpse.

It was getting late.

"It will take at least three days for the 'dirty trick' to take effect. I hope the Celestial Lord of the Primordial Beginning won't lie to me. This is really too much of a rip-off."

Looking out over Jiuqu Town, Yang He saw a group of several thousand people holding torches, stationed on two or three hilltops away from the town.

"Yin Jiao is also coming. We need to find a chance to kill him, otherwise he'll be a big problem."

"Grandson~~"

Yang He thought it was Dao Xing Tianzun calling him, so he answered, but then realized the voice was unfamiliar and belatedly turned around.

The body has been lost.

The Taoist Cihang, dressed in cotton and linen clothes, stood in front of the door, smiling but saying nothing.

Yang He's temples throbbed, and the loving gazes of Cihang Daoren and Daoxing Tianzun, standing on either side of him, sent chills down his spine.

Followed by.

A second surge of Yin energy entered Yang He's body, and his cultivation reached the Hunyuan Realm.

Yang He's ghost body stabilized, and he watched the two old people busily working in the courtyard.

"Grandson," Cihang Daoist looked up, his gray eyes fixed on Yang He, "what do you think about us starting a small business in town?"

Yang He's eye twitched. "Why do you want to do some small business?"

"It won't be long before more shops open, and the rich man's eldest daughter will be getting married, so he'll need to save up some money for gifts."

Dao Xing Tianzun, upon hearing this, also staggered over. "Let's sell herbs to cure diseases and save lives." "No, we can sell fresh mutton soup."

After Yang He practiced the Twelve Aspects Ghost Immortal Technique, he no longer needed to maintain distance from the Twelve Golden Immortals, but he still had to stay within the territory of Jiuqu Town.

He didn't interrupt, letting the two discuss their business.

Night falls.

The town of Jiuqu was bustling with activity, but the Skin-Peeling Guanyin statue was nowhere to be seen tonight.

Yang He took out the resources on his own and grabbed the black cat by the scruff of its neck. The black cat needed to go through the process of wet egg transformation to advance to the Returning to the Void Realm.

The black cat was re-refined into a ghost fetus, then soaked in corpse water, hatched according to the oviparous method, and finally infused with life force when it was fully formed.

Yang He was 40% confident that even if he failed, he could save Black Cat's life.

Of course, in this case, the black cat can only serve as a storage bag.

After Yang He comforted the black cat, the latter curled up into a ball, its fur oozing sticky fluid, and its size gradually decreased.

"This cat..." Cihang Daoist had somehow gotten close to Yang He's back, his eyes fixed on the black cat. "How about letting Uncle take care of it?"

After a few breaths of hesitation, Yang He understood that the concept of womb-born children originated from Buddhism.

It is very likely that Cihang Daoren had already come into contact with Buddhism.

Before Yang He could respond, Cihang Daoren gently stroked Hakimi's head, and Yin energy transformed into a layer of grayish-white placenta that enveloped the black cat.

The black cat fell into a deep sleep and began its advancement to the Void Realm.

Yang He was secretly amazed. He hadn't even told Cihang Daoist the method, yet the latter had already figured it out in a short time.

He copied the information about wet eggs turning into embryos into books.

Cihang Daoren took the book and carefully read it. "Grandson, don't worry, the cat will wake up within seven days."

The fur surface has patterns resembling Sanskrit, which have transcended the Dharma. It seems that Cihang Daoren is preparing to refine the black cat into a guardian spirit beast of Buddhism.

The moonlight was hazy, and suddenly I saw the soil in the courtyard churning.

The crops that Dao Xing Tian Zun had planted earlier grew wildly under the moonlight.

The blood-red rice ears droop with skull-shaped grains, and the skulls seem to emit faint sobs.

The vines bear eyeball-shaped fruits, whose pupils move with the moonlight.

The branches of the dark shrub twisted into twelve miniature statues, constantly oozing amber-colored resin, the medicinal fragrance of which was simply mesmerizing.

Yang He licked his lips, realizing that the Twelve Golden Immortals provided more than just Yin energy.

"An old house where a treasure."

"Having twelve elders in my family might just help me achieve immortality!!"

Yang He cautiously looked around. It didn't matter that there were no cultivators from the two sects in Jiuqu Town for now, but as more and more forces gathered their spies, the Twelve Golden Immortals would be exposed sooner or later, and he wouldn't be able to enjoy the resources all to himself.

He hesitated for a moment, and the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple appeared in his palm.

The Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple is shaped like a shrine, with three clay statues of gods sitting inside.

Yang He originally did not intend to expose the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple, as it would easily be associated with the Three Corpse Taoist. He carried it purely to assist his cultivation, but now it seems that he must take a little risk.

The story of the Twelve Golden Immortals who taught me cultivation has helped me avoid many detours.

Yang He arrived at the front hall of the house and placed the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple in the corner. The shrine was stuck to the wall, with blood vessels extending into the gaps.

Before long, the blood vessels of the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple disappeared.

The location of the houses has quietly changed.

Yang He closed his eyes and communicated. The houses had become part of the flesh and blood Taoist temple, and the small world of corpse wheels was invisibly covering the small area.

Crops became sparse and ordinary, and the black cat no longer exhibited any unusual behavior.

The two elderly men, both very old, had dim yang energy, making it impossible to tell that they were transformed from the Twelve Golden Immortals.

(End of this chapter)