Mythology

Chapter 344 The Talisman of Lady Qiongxiao

"It resembles the Law of Heaven and Earth to some extent, and the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to some extent, but its essence is actually Nuo Opera. Fellow Daoist... what good fortune."

Lu Ya Daoist immediately saw through the clues of Nuo Xiang: the manifestation of heaven and earth.

This supernatural power is unprecedented. It was clearly created by Yang He by combining the principles of Heaven and Earth and the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts. However, the two supernatural powers did not complement each other, but instead went to an extreme.

Lu Ya Daoist's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at the corpse immortal that Yang He had transformed into.

"Using the supernatural powers of Nuo opera to communicate with ancient beings, and borrowing their power by inviting them to possess our bodies!"

"Isn't he afraid of the backlash? Hmm, no, he's using himself?"

Lu Ya Dao Ren can confirm one thing: Yang He's innate corpse qi may be related to Pangu, but the so-called corpse immortal has nothing to do with Pangu.

The Corpse Immortal must be... another Yang He, that's right, another Yang He!!!
The aura of the Corpse Immortal and the Primordial Corpse Qi share the same origin. It is impossible for there to be two Primordial Corpse Qi in the world, and at the same time, there are too many coincidences between the two.

Not only does it possess the characteristics of the Longevity Corpse Path, but it also displays a strange color similar to the Five-Colored Divine Light, and has three heads, six arms, and three eyes between its eyebrows.

ha?
It couldn't possibly be that the mortal Yang He borrowed the power of the corpse immortal Yang He, could it?

Lu Ya Dao Ren found it unbelievable. Could it be that Yang He possessed the incarnation of a Corpse Immortal? Or was the mortal Yang He actually an incarnation of an immortal god?

After witnessing only a small part of the Corpse Immortal's abilities, he not only failed to find answers but also harbored more questions, constantly wondering about the fellow cultivators he had encountered in the prehistoric world.

"When Yang Cheng becomes an immortal, who will be able to subdue him?"

Lu Ya Daoist suppressed his distracting thoughts and couldn't help but laugh at himself, "I even wanted to pass on the Samadhi True Fire to him. How could someone with great fortune lack supernatural powers?"

"My love~~"

After Lady Qiongxiao sighed softly, the joyous music of the marriage ceremony began again.

Even though the courtyard was in a mess and the building almost collapsed because of Yang He, the paper figures were hurriedly repairing the cracks in the walls.

Yang held the six immortal heads in his palms, and after confirming that they were correct, he put them into his mustard seed space.

"The Five-Colored Divine Light is truly powerful!"

"Although it was mainly Lady Qiongxiao who suppressed the immortals, without the Five-Colored Divine Light, I alone could not destroy their consciousness."

He ceased maintaining his Corpse Immortal form, and the dazzling light surrounding him slowly dissipated, his figure gradually returning to its original form, except that his skin was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

Like a piece of ceramic pieced together with difficulty, it seems as if it might shatter at any moment.

Yang He staggered a few steps, a finger fell off, his physical body was on the verge of death, and the three ghosts inside him were also not feeling well.

His back was hunched, his eyes were cloudy, and his hair was already gray.

"Cough cough cough, this shouldn't be the case. Even if the three ghosts were seriously injured earlier, it shouldn't be enough to cause the Corpse Immortal to fall into a near-death state in just a short time."

Meow~~

A black cat darted out from the corner of the courtyard wall, its appearance constantly changing between five phases.

Every now and then it would exhale a faint breath of five-colored divine light.

"It seems that using the Five-Colored Divine Light is still a bit of a stretch."

The main function of the Nuoxiang ghost is to unite humans and ghosts, which is why the black cat also became part of the corpse immortal in this transformation.

The problem is that Yang He only initially accepted the black cat and lacked the inheritance of the Daoist tradition.

This leads to the instability of the Corpse-Transforming Immortal.

Yang He looked himself up and down, realizing that his death was imminent, and quickly looked towards Lu Ya Daoist on the rooftop.

"Brother Tao!"

Lu Ya Daoist nodded in response, noticing that Yang He's foundation had been completely destroyed.

He arrived in the courtyard, only to witness Yang He actively destroying his supernatural powers. The pupil ghost between his eyebrows exploded, followed closely by the power ghost and the exorcism ghost.

The black cat, however, was barely breathing and burrowed into the shadows beneath my feet.

Seeing this, Lu Ya Dao Ren was no longer worried. After all, Yang He was not afraid of death and destruction in the face of Ma Shan's performance, so he should have a backup plan.

"pity……"

He shook his head inadvertently, regretting that Yang He had already entered the Investiture of the Gods. Even if he lived until the dust settled in the Shang-Zhou conflict, he would still be tainted by the karma of the Heavenly Court.

It would be extremely difficult to escape this situation again, what a pity.

With his last breath, Yang He asked in a hoarse voice, "Brother Dao, what is the current... status of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation?"

Lu Ya Daoist's expression was solemn. "The Sage will surely arrive within fifteen days."

"Once the sage descends, the destruction of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation is only a matter of time, and even the Heavenly Order within a hundred miles will change."

Upon hearing this, Yang He clicked his tongue in surprise, noting that one of the three Yang Flames had already been extinguished.

Lu Ya Daoist helped Yang He up, saying, "Don't worry, once the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation is broken, the Sage will leave. You and I don't need to worry too much."

"Fellow Daoist, is Ma Shan inside the formation? Where is Kong Xuan?"

"Randeng is not dead, and Ma Shan is not destroyed, but he should be imprisoned in the glass lamp. As for Kong Xuan, his soul has already returned to the Investiture of the Gods."

Yang He was filled with thoughts. The next Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was personally arranged by the Tongtian Sect Master, and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable was leading the immortals to break the formation. It was indeed necessary to witness the terrifying residual power of the two saints in person.

Besides...

[Spiritual Vision: 92.6]

Yang He's spiritual vision was only half a step away from the seventh level of hell.

His life force was nearing its end, and he was preparing to return to the main world when he suddenly remembered something. "Fellow Daoist, do you know the origin of the Fruit Dao Seed? Where did you obtain this?"

"You've consumed Dao Fruit and Dao Seed?!"

Lu Ya Daoist narrowed his eyes, stared at Yang He for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You're alright, you haven't been affected by the Dao Fruit or Dao Seed. Be careful, this thing cannot be taken rashly."

What will happen if I take it rashly?

"They will be assimilated by the Great Dao of the Sages. Otherwise, where do you think the immortality of the bodies and souls of the second-generation disciples of the two religions comes from? It is because of the Dao Fruit and Dao Seed."

Yang He had already consumed three pills, but they were all for the permanent characters, so the drawbacks wouldn't affect his true form. Now, thinking about it, he still felt lingering fear.

"You can eat one without any problem. You'll have a chance to get one after the sage descends."

Lu Ya Daoist did not elaborate, unwilling to mention the Sage. Yang He did not press further, seeing that he was barely breathing, he said, "Fellow Daoist, I need a few days to recover from my injuries. There are four fellow disciples of the Chan Sect hiding here; could you please look after them for me?"

Lu Ya Daoist calculated with his fingers, and the red gourd shook slightly.

A long rope extended from the well in the corner, and then the four people who had hanged themselves were brought out. Yang Jian and the others were already on the verge of death.

Yang He could no longer hold on; his cracked skin turned ashen.

His pupils then dilated, and his breath ceased completely.

As Yang He lay dying, the expected control panel failed to appear, leaving him in a strange state of being neither dead nor alive.

"What the hell?"

Yang He was somewhat taken aback when he heard a woman's soft singing voice.

He used his last bit of strength to look around, but he couldn't see Lady Qiongxiao. Then, the sounds of gongs and drums began incessantly.

next interest.

A cold arm wrapped around Yang He's neck. The once tattered wedding dress of Lady Qiongxiao had been restored to its original state, and its colors had become even more vibrant.

Yang He found that he could not control his physical body and blinked helplessly.

"Ugh."

Qiongxiao Niangniang's wedding dress fluttered without wind, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from her dark eyes. Then, she gently took Yang He's arm and walked step by step towards the already prepared wedding hall for the ghost marriage.

Lu Ya Daoist stood still, but ultimately did not make a move to stop them. "Fellow Daoist, offending the Three Immortal Maidens will surely mean certain death for both of us."

He watched the two enter the hall, and the paper figures' joy grew louder and louder.

Through the open doors and windows, Lu Ya Dao Ren could see that Lady Qiongxiao was putting a phoenix crown on Yang He, while she herself was draped in a wedding robe.

"A bow to the netherworld..."

The two bowed to the north, and most of Qiongxiao Niangniang's resentment dissipated.

"Second bow to the elders~~"

The two bowed to the sky, with the elder referring to Lady Yunxiao.

"Husband and wife bow to each other~~"

Yang He's movements were stiff. The instant he bowed to Lady Qiongxiao, his spine fractured, and his flesh and bones turned to dust.

"My love, let's meet again in the next life..."

Lady Qiongxiao sighed contentedly, and her face regained its former beauty.

As the resentment dissipated, her figure transformed into specks of spiritual light, stirring up a gust of yin wind, and completely disappeared into the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron.

A chilling wind howled, carrying away the ethereal light that vanished without a trace.

Only after the final ritual was completed did Yang He receive a notification on his panel.

[Your character, the Three Corpses Taoist, has died; the story has ended.]

The decorations for the ghost marriage in the hall weathered away at a visible speed, and before long, it looked as if it had undergone the baptism of hundreds of years.

Lu Ya Daoist awakened Yang Jian and the other three, and frowned as he examined the dried corpse that Yang He had transformed into.

The reactions of Yang Jian and the other three dispelled his concerns.

They simply put the mummified corpse into a coffin and inscribed a Yin-gathering array on the lid, completely unaware that Yang Hehui had died and disappeared.

.........

Whether you inherit the Three Corpse Taoist's gains or not, you will receive the following benefits.

【Five-Phase Ghost】

[A talisman from the Qianyuan Mountain Dharma Seal]

The head of Our Lady of Fire

[The mind of the Immortal of One Breath]

[Yunshanzi's head]

[Xuanzhenzi's head]

The subsequent harvest consisted entirely of a string of immortal heads, each one dying with their eyes wide open, their true forms estimated to have lost at least 40% of their cultivation.

Yang He didn't pay attention to the immortal's head, but instead looked at the talisman.

He has completed many historical anecdotes and obtained countless talismans, most of which belong to unknown and insignificant figures.

Every now and then, a few talismans would disappear, signifying the death of the person involved.

So far, the most valuable talisman belongs to Nezha; apart from him, no one else in the true lineage of the Chan Sect has been able to obtain a talisman.

This one is now his ghost wife.

【The Talisman of Lady Qiongxiao】

[A talisman given to alter a character's predetermined fate. When playing the permanent character <Three Corpse Taoist>, additional Spirit Vision can be consumed to allow Lady Qiongxiao to participate in the story. The talisman cannot be restored once destroyed.]

"Isn't Lady Qiongxiao dead? Logically, her resentment should have dissipated and she should have been included in the list."

Yang He carefully recalled his experience with the ghost marriage. Lady Qiongxiao was indeed on the list, but he didn't know what kind of evil thing the talisman was related to.

"Never mind, it's just a matter of accompanying my parents to pay their respects three times."

He vaguely realized that the Three Immortal Maidens' voluntary demise was entirely beneficial, and the divine positions conferred upon them in the original work did not seem to be of much importance.

"Exchange for the Five-Phase Ghost."

With a thought, Yang He sent the black cat into the Corpse Wheel Small World.

One's own room cannot withstand the out-of-control five-colored divine light; if one is not careful, the entire city of Peibai will be turned into corpses torn apart by bones and flesh.

The black cat remained in a state of chaos, rampaging through the small world, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake, and nothing could escape the five-colored divine light.

(End of this chapter)