Mythology

Chapter 408 The main stage is at the Sage's Dojo.
Yang He's consciousness was shrouded in darkness, and he had gradually forgotten the passage of time, not even knowing whether he was in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

In the dead silence, a sudden rustling sound arose.

It sounded like a painful wail, or perhaps a muttering to oneself; the sound grew louder and louder, echoing in one's mind.

Yang He's yang fire gradually died out.

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

"kindness?"

Yang He returned to the main world with a look of astonishment and carefully searched his memories, but found nothing. It seemed that the Three Corpse Daoist had only been asleep for a short time after entering the Immortal Slaughtering Formation.

This also indirectly reveals the mysterious and inexplicable nature of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Yang He likely died before he even realized he had touched a taboo.

"Anyway, I don't plan to steal the spotlight in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. After dealing with the Burning Lamp Daoist, I can just lie low until the end of the Investiture of the Gods."

He brought up the panel again.

[Vulgar things: ghosts give birth to ghosts]

[Related story: "Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation" - Do you wish to consume 10 points of Spirit Vision to enter the story world?]

"determine."

The characters that appear after the refresh are all related to Taoist children.

[Taoist Boy (Green): You are responsible for the offerings to the guardian deities of the outer sect of Jade Void Palace. For some reason, I cannot contact my master, so I can only go to Fayun Garden as per the routine of the outer sect.]

[Taoist Boy (Green): You are in charge of patrolling the outer gate of Biyou Palace. The sky is overcast today; it seems something terrible has happened inside the temple.]

Yang He spent points to refresh the page multiple times and found that the Daoist boy characters were only in Yuxu Palace and Biyou Palace, which were the Daoist temples of the Chan and Jie sects.

Furthermore, the regular characters are quite strange, as they are impossible to play.

I encountered this once before, when the Three Corpse Taoist was reduced to the Ten Deadly Formations. Because there were also Ten Heavenly Lords inside the formation, the story ended before I could play the Three Corpse Taoist.

Yang He estimated that the two characters were probably in a similar situation, having become part of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

The only exception is the Immaculate Buddha.

[Immaculate Ghost Buddha: As a disciple of a saint and deeply influenced by Buddhism, you can sense the extremely strong resentment within the temples of both religions.]

Yang He guessed that the reason why the Immaculate Ghost Buddha was unaffected was probably due to the methods of the two Western Saints. He believed that the same logic applied to the Taoist Ran Deng, who would definitely try to reclaim those opportunities.

"Play the role of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha. Ordinary characters will die within a few steps in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."

"Moreover, Daoist Zhunti said that he would help me refine the Buddhahood within the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."

.........

Upon re-entering the world of the allusions, consciousness quickly broke free from the darkness.

Yang He opened his eyes, and the attached statue slowly regained its flesh and blood. His lifespan began to affect the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Transformation Scripture and the Five Gods.

With a lifespan of three thousand two hundred years, it's unrealistic for him to advance to the level of a true immortal.

However, raising both schools of thought to the Tribulation Transcending stage should not be a problem.

"Well."

Influenced by the Buddha's enlightenment, not only the Five Gods, but also a large number of monks and petty people in the Niwan Palace began chanting scriptures and meditating.

As Yang He adapted to his cultivation level, a faint sandalwood scent mixed with a musty smell entered his nostrils.

"Is this... Jade Void Palace, or Biyou Palace?"

Yang He looked around and found himself in a dilapidated Taoist temple. The statue of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha was placed on the altar, and not far from him, a dozen Taoist boys were cleaning it.

Judging from the Taoist boy's robes, he was an outer disciple of the Jade Void Palace.

Their cultivation level is generally at the Core Formation stage. They usually only handle some miscellaneous tasks. The rules of the Jade Void Palace were mentioned in the lineage of Taiyi Zhenren.

"My previous guess was correct; the Three Pure Ones will likely abandon their temples."

Yang He was concealed by a curtain, and the young Taoist priest did not notice him after he came back to life.

Just as he was about to leave the altar, his pupils suddenly contracted.

It was only then that people noticed that the young Taoist's movements were stiff like a puppet on strings, and his exposed skin was covered with bluish-purple lividity.

Even more terrifying was that their limbs were wrapped with nearly transparent silk threads, which extended out of the hall, and something could be vaguely seen wriggling in the shadows.

Tong looked up belatedly, as if he had heard the noise Yang He made.

"save……"

Before he could finish speaking, his neck snapped with a series of cracking sounds, his bloodshot eyes bulged out, and his lips trembled with fear.

Yang He narrowed his eyes, and the Five Gods, seated on lotus platforms, emerged from his body.

"Good, good, good!!"

The five gods, their faces full of compassion, wanted to protect the young Taoist.

puff!
Without warning, all the Taoist disciples shattered simultaneously.

The five gods burrowed into the body of the Taoist boy they had previously rescued, barely managing to protect the corpse, but his life force was extinguished as his neck broke.

Blood and flesh splattered on the pillars of the hall, and the Taoist boys instantly turned into pieces of flesh scattered all over the ground. However, the transparent threads did not break. Instead, they curled up the severed limbs as if they were alive and quickly dragged them into the darkness outside the hall.

"What the hell?"

Yang He was completely bewildered, unable to discern the true nature of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

"Five Gods, make him speak!"

“Master, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, and I would be more than happy to do so.”

"As the saying goes, great compassion brings joy to all sentient beings, and great mercy relieves the suffering of all sentient beings."

“What the two senior brothers said is absolutely right. We Buddhists should naturally be compassionate.”

Yang He's eyes twitched. If he hadn't seen the Five Gods greedily licking their lips, preparing to take the opportunity to devour the remaining yang energy of the Taoist boy, he would have really thought that the Five Gods had converted to Buddhism.

That's fine, but I'm afraid the influence of Buddhahood might be too great.

Yang He didn't want all the thousands of Buddhas born from the Immaculate Ghost Buddha to be saints. This compromise would be fine; it wouldn't be easy to lose control and it was cunning enough.

The five gods burrowed into the corpse's mouth and nose, and then transformed into its internal organs.

The corpse coughed violently, its broken neck was put back in place, and some light returned to its cloudy eyes, though the fear of its death still lingered. "Heh heh."

He was panting heavily, and his first instinct was to crawl toward the altar.

At the same time, a sticky dragging sound came from outside the hall.

Clearly, the source of the silk thread is approaching, emanating an aura comparable to that of a true immortal.

Yang He looked towards the doorway and saw a colossal creature wriggling against the door frame, the sound of its countless limbs scraping against the ground making his teeth ache.

"It is...it is the Blood-Threaded Cocoon Sovereign!"

The young Taoist stumbled and hid behind the altar, covering his ears and curling up in a corner.

Yang He dared not be negligent and opened his mouth to spit out hundreds of monks and effigies.

The foul-smelling slime flowed into the palace.

Squeak.

The window slowly opened.

Immediately afterwards, a pale woman's face peered in.

Her face was extremely beautiful, but her skin was translucent like water-soaked rice paper, and you could see countless insect eggs wriggling under her skin.

Below the neck is a segmented body resembling that of a centipede.

The woman grinned, revealing her teeth, most of which were rotten.

And a long tongue connecting the silk thread.

The tongue is slender and hook-like, covered with barbs, and forked into several strands at the end. The throat is constantly swallowing, as if chewing something.

"The Silkworm Goddess?"

Yang He was taken aback. The Immortal Slaughtering Formation had spawned over a hundred false immortals, including the Silkworm God. After arriving at the Myriad Immortals Formation, this thing became even more disgusting and ferocious, and had lost all its intelligence.

The young Taoist trembled all over, his robes soaked with cold sweat.

He covered his mouth tightly, afraid of making the slightest sound, but fear still surged like a tide, forcing him to peek out.

puff!

The muffled sound of flesh being torn apart echoed.

The Silkworm God's long tongue pierced Yang He's chest in an instant, its sharp barbs hooking into his bones.

Suddenly, it twisted.

Yang He's body was torn to pieces, and he didn't even have time to react.

The young Taoist boy saw Yang He's head hanging high, still expressionless, his limbs bound by silk threads, suspended in mid-air above the palace.

As the chest cavity split open, it was dragged directly into the gaping maw of the Silkworm God.

Gurgling.

The Silkworm Goddess's throat writhed, and after swallowing Yang He's corpse, it let out a satisfied sigh.

The young Taoist lay limp on the ground, his crotch soaked with sweat. All he could do was close his eyes and silently await death.

However, the Silkworm Goddess seemed satisfied and quickly disappeared into the night.

"He...he survived?"

The young Taoist trembled and wept bitterly, his tears mixing with his blood as they dripped down.

suddenly.

He felt a sharp, cramping pain in his abdomen.

puff.

The young Taoist suddenly arched his body and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The blood that fell to the ground began to wriggle. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that it was broken organs, fractured bones, and clumps of flesh, faintly gleaming with the luster of rocks.

Immediately, the flesh and bones attracted and fused together at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The guardian deity... is turning into a demon?!" The young Taoist looked on in terror as flesh and bone quickly grew into a human-shaped outline.

First, the stark white skeleton rose from the pool of blood, then muscles wrapped around it, and finally, pale skin covered the entire body like a thin film.

When that familiar face was fully formed, the young Taoist was so frightened that he almost fainted.

It was none other than Yang He, who had just been devoured by the Silkworm God.

Yang He moved his newly reborn body. He had consumed more than two hundred years of his lifespan. If he had known he would die so easily, he would not have increased his cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the more lifespan he would lose during the rebirth.

"There are still 620 years left, hopefully we won't be unable to make any progress."

Yang He turned to stare at the young Taoist, "What's your name?"

The young Taoist lad trembled all over and, under the influence of the Five Gods, stammered, "My Taoist name is Fayun, and I am a servant in the outer gate of Yuxu Palace."

"Outer gate of Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain." Yang He glanced around the outside of the hall; similar buildings stretched as far as the eye could see, demonstrating the scale of the sage's sacred site.

What is "Blood-Threaded Cocoon Yuanjun"?

"Reporting to the Immortal," Fayun swallowed, "The outer sect has a total of 373 guardian deities, and the Blood Silk Cocoon Yuanjun is one of them. This disciple does not know why she lost control."

Yang He noticed Fa Yun's eyes flickering, and the Five Gods then began to delve into the secrets hidden in his mind.

"go on."

Fayun said, at a loss, "Yuxu Palace has been enshrining guardian deities for a year now. They were originally motionless statues, but recently there have been subtle movements."

"I heard from my senior brother, the Antarctic Immortal, that the guardian deity is just an empty shell, seemingly made from... from a worm."

Snails.

Yang He remembered that the thing in the Plague Formation was a worm, and Lü Yue had also clearly stated that this thing was used to set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Now, the fake immortals from the Immortal Slaughtering Formation have merged into the body of the Jade Snake, giving birth to a series of evil spirits.

Who knows what the Three Pure Ones are up to?

“Immortal, you are also a guardian deity, but you are not among the 373. You were one of the second batch of deities to be moved to the outer sect for worship two months ago.”

(End of this chapter)