Mythology

Chapter 346 The Ghost, Cultivating Immortals Through Food!

Yang He heard the familiar sacrificial inscription again.

“The Jade Palace has fallen into the dark abyss, and the flesh crawls and knocks on the Jade Capital.”

"The robe, stained with the stench of the Dao, is shed; the eyes open to the abyss, the sword swallows the sound."

"The mirage swallows and spews starlight and foam, and ten thousand eyes peer at the name of chaos."

"Suddenly, I heard the madmen slaughtering themselves, and the sea and mountains collapsed at the end of Penglai."

He was deeply gripped by the fear brought about by the Tongtian Sect Leader.

My consciousness seemed to be dragged into a pitch-black sea once again, and boundless fear surged like a tide. I could feel myself sinking continuously, and a tingling sensation spread throughout my body.

He couldn't help but recall his experiences from the Kowloon Island story.

It was as if one could see the true face of the Tongtian Sect Leader, a face that mortals could not look directly at.

Just as Yang He's consciousness was about to sink, his mind suddenly cleared, and a cold aura rushed straight to his spiritual center, bringing him back to his senses.

[Spiritual Vision: 100.01]

Once you reach a million spiritual visions, the enhancement of your five senses becomes secondary; the main purpose is to greatly increase your resistance to the unknown.

Of course, looking directly at a saint would still result in instant death.

Even without a physical form, Yang He felt a strange palpitation, and then noticed that most of the eye worms parasitizing the yellow dog's body had died.

"No wonder Daoist Lu Ya was willing to take the risk to hide inside the Hunyuan Golden Bucket. It's hard to imagine how terrifying it would be if sages fought each other."

"hehe."

Yang He felt a little better, because Yun Shanzi was in an even worse state.

This wandering immortal from West Kunlun was like a frightened bird, constantly repeating the sacrificial inscription praising the Tongtian Sect Master. His Yin energy was extremely chaotic, and his Dao heart was on the verge of collapse.

Yang He could clearly sense the despair emanating from Yun Shanzi; it was the powerlessness of an ant.

Even when he tentatively increased the number of eye worms, Yunshanzi showed no reaction, seemingly temporarily losing his sense of the outside world.

"Before the arrival of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, the scattered immortals of West Kunlun would probably all be dead. After all, they are not from the two religions, and when have they ever seen a sage?"

Yang He then realized that Yun Shanzi's collapse of Dao Heart had its own reasons.

The ubiquitous eye worms inadvertently granted Yun Shanzi the blessing of spiritual vision. However, Yun Shanzi did not have the immunity to directly looking at saints, and was driven mad by the Tongtian Sect Leader.

"Perfect, I'll use you to cultivate the Great Dao."

Yang He did not waste the opportunity that came his way. He used the ghost possession technique in conjunction with the eye worm to silently attach himself to Yun Shanzi's body and soul.

He trembled as the first wisp of yin energy was drawn out.

"Cool!!!"

Although the three flowers of the scattered immortal are not yet fully formed, to be precise, he is half immortal and half human, but the yin energy he contains is still as pure as fine wine.

Yang He smiled broadly, as the Yin energy nourished the ghost immortal's body.

Each wisp of Yin energy was like drinking fine wine, making one feel completely comfortable. What was even more wonderful was that after Yunshanzi's Dao heart was shattered, his insights into the Great Dao also flowed out.

He discovered another mysterious aspect of the Ghost Immortal's body.

Possession by a ghost can steal the inheritance of Taoist traditions.

"What blessed lands and grotto heavens? What twelve golden immortals? What rare materials of heaven and earth? None of them can compare to the comfort of using an immortal as a furnace!"

Yang He let out a satisfied sigh, like a desert traveler suddenly encountering a clear spring.

Yunshanzi's Daoist Xuanzhen Yiqi Jue flooded his mind, involving the Tanuki Ghost, which allowed him to transform into various animals.

Yang He's cultivation, which had been stagnant for a long time, began to slowly advance.

As the name suggests, the Integration Realm requires the body and soul to merge with the small world, in preparation for the next Tribulation Realm to generate a training ground.

It consists of three steps.

The "One Qi" merges the upper, middle, and lower dantian into a single Purple Palace, and at the same time, a part is chosen to house the palace. This part is the vital point before becoming an immortal.

When the Corpse Wheel Small World is refined into the Purple Mansion Heavenly Palace, it is usually accompanied by strange phenomena of creation and destruction, which vary from person to person.

In the "Soul Suppression" technique, the three souls and seven spirits enter the small world of the Corpse Wheel. At the same time, it is necessary to confirm the contents of the Daoist temple's cave. Yang He doesn't need to worry about this; nothing is more suitable than the Flesh and Blood Daoist Temple.

Yang He greedily devoured the Yin energy, using it to cleanse his lower dantian according to the instructions.

The body of a ghost immortal also has organs, which is much simpler than those of other permanent characters, because one does not need to worry about damaging the three dantian.

Did your dantian explode?

It's okay, we can just reshape one. After all, organs are nothing more than manifestations of yin energy.

As long as the Yin energy of the Ghost Immortal's body continues unabated and its organs are endless, even its true form in the main world will have to expend some of its life force.

"Hahaha."

The dog convulsed violently, and Yunshanzi's remaining consciousness breathed silently.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The once-powerful immortal of West Kunlun had now become nothing more than resources for Yang He to cultivate to the Integration Realm.

During the process of Yang He Huo Huo Yun Shan Zi, seventeen of his lower dantian were shattered.

"I see!"

On his eighteenth attempt, he finally got the hang of it.

Following the annotations recorded in the Yunshanzi Daoist lineage, Yang He allowed the Yin energy to circulate naturally, and fine Daoist patterns appeared inside and outside his lower dantian.

“Yunshanzi, I have consulted so many elders and teachers.”

"You are the one who taught me by example, personally guiding me on how to cultivate to the Integration Realm. I won't say more, I will leave you with a complete corpse."

The lower dantian gradually shrank to the size of a walnut, making the refining process increasingly difficult.

Yang He suppressed his distracting thoughts and continued. As long as he shrank to the size of a grain of rice, he could merge with the Niwan Palace. Anyway, he had enough Yin energy, so it was just a matter of time and he could finish in two or three days.

"Huh?" He raised an eyebrow as his divine sense suddenly came into contact with a slender thread.

"Yun Shanzi's spiritual root?"

"It really is a spiritual root, tsk tsk tsk, it looks like it's malnourished."

After a brief comparison, Yang He realized that if Yun Shanzi's spiritual root was his hair, then his own spiritual root was his arm—the difference was like heaven and earth.

"A wandering immortal is just a wandering immortal."

While refining his lower dantian, he traced his spiritual roots back to the source of Yunshanzi's spiritual energy.

Not long after, the divine sense entered the Daoist temple where the spiritual roots were connected, a place called Yanyun Mountain.

"Yunshanzi's dojo...is too shabby, isn't it?"

The Daoist temple, Yanyun Mountain, that came into view was only two hundred feet high, and more than 80% of it was barren mountains and wilderness. Only the central area of ​​the grotto heaven and immortal court was covered with rustling weeds.

Yang He silently scanned the small world of Corpse Wheel.

Because it did not carry the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl, the small world did not surround the Yin Sea, losing 99% of its sea area, which is why it is only 4,500 zhang in size, with lush green trees and evil spirits everywhere.

"..."

"Yunshanzi, I'm almost reluctant to use you for cultivation."

As Yang He spoke, the devouring of Yin energy intensified. He could spare the three immortals of West Kunlun, but if given the same opportunity, Yun Shanzi would definitely be the first to devour them.

He looked around the celestial palace of Yanyun Mountain and found that any items of even slight value had been hidden by Yunshanzi in the deepest part of the temple.

"Keep them to be buried with you; the loose immortals are all getting more and more miserable."

Yang He withdrew his divine sense, as forcibly collecting it would easily awaken Yun Shanzi, and besides, those scraps of metal were only worthy of being exchanged for spiritual vision.

He focused his attention on spiritual practice, and within two days, he achieved success.

The lower dantian was only the size of a grain of rice. It was pulled away from the abdomen by the divine sense and touched the Niwan Palace. The entire sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently the moment it touched the Niwan Palace.

The chaotic Niwan Palace suddenly trembled and transformed into a two-layered structure.

"The Purple Palace is in harmony with the Three Realms and is now taking shape."

Yang He habitually inhaled and exhaled Yin energy, and the Yin energy scattered throughout his limbs and bones began to spontaneously converge towards his Niwan Palace.

"Hmm? Why does Yunshanzi seem a bit... not very palatable?"

The yellow dog had become old and frail, its fur had turned white, and it was so thin that it was skin and bones. It looked as if Yunshanzi was about to die.

"It's mainly because my Dao heart was shattered, leading to my body and soul going astray and becoming possessed by demons. It has little to do with me."

Yang He canceled all the eye worms, looked up at the sky, and saw that the vast ocean covering the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was already surging with waves.

A light, continuous rain fell over the town, and coral-like structures began to grow on the corners of walls and eaves.

The sage has not yet arrived, yet he is omnipresent.

"Let's choose another immortal. This is a rare opportunity, we can't miss it."

Just as Yang He was about to break free from Yun Shanzi's body and soul, he caught a rustling sound in his ear, somewhat like birdsong, but strangely mixed with the hoarse murmur of a middle-aged man.

He saw a sparrow with disheveled feathers perched on the eaves of a house in the next alley.

The sparrow opened its beak and forced an eyeball out of its throat. The pupil darted around and then locked onto the dying Yunshanzi.

His eyes revealed greed.

"Junior brother, I didn't expect your injuries to be so severe."

Yang He immediately recognized that the sparrow was transformed from Xuanzhenzi, the leader of the Three Immortals of West Kunlun. It seemed that the evil spirits contained by the Three Immortals were all fox spirits.

Whoosh.

The eyeballs, connected to long blood vessels, shoot out from the bird's beak.

It pierced directly through Yunshanzi's brow.

"Yunshanzi, the three of us brothers have the weakest foundation. We must use any means necessary to survive until the descent of the sage. Please help me recover from my injuries. I will be eternally grateful."

Xuanzhenzi's purpose in coming here is to possess Yunshanzi's body and soul. The three immortal lineages share the same lineage, and the yin energy they cultivate also has something in common.

“Junior brother, Qingluanzi at least struggled for a moment, but you have already formed a Dao heart…”

He entered Yunshanzi's body with his divine sense and witnessed a horrifying scene.

Yunshanzi's yin energy was completely depleted, and his yang energy was also severely damaged. His internal organs were covered with traces of parasitic worms.

Xuanzhenzi was astonished; this situation could only mean one thing.

Someone beat them to it!
"This is bad! The enemy is likely lying in wait nearby!!!"

Xuanzhenzi's previous injuries had not yet healed, and he was also affected by the lingering power of the Tongtian Sect Master, so he could not exert even one or two tenths of his cultivation.

The eyeballs carrying the three souls and seven spirits emerged from Yunshanzi's skull, but he noticed that the sparrow's entire body had open pupils. Immediately afterwards, Xuanzhenzi received the blessing of a million spiritual visions.

"Hahahaha!"

Xuanzhenzi let out a maniacal laugh, his Dao heart shattered in an instant.

"So...so this is the true magnificence of a sage! I understand now! I am about to become an immortal and attain enlightenment! Hahaha!!!"

Yang He, using the fox's power to possess Xuanzhenzi, then began a new round of devouring.

I don't expect to advance to the Tribulation Transcending Realm, but at least I have an immortal as my furnace, so I must finish circulating my Qi, which will save me at least ten years.

Xuanzhenzi was engrossed in facing the Tongtian Sect Leader, while Yang He skillfully absorbed Yin energy.

As the rain intensified, people began to exhibit strange characteristics: fish gills grew on their necks, their skin was covered in scales, and thin membranes appeared around their eyes.

Buzz~~~
A roar came from the vast ocean, where giant corpses floated and sank.

The corpse was not human-shaped, as if it might fall to the ground at any moment.

(End of this chapter)