Mythology

Chapter 434 The Corpse Celestial Venerable Has It Too Hard

The Journey to the West describes the Peach Garden as being divided into three sections: front, middle, and back, each planted with 1,200 peach trees, all of which are innate spiritual roots.

The peaches in the front area ripen once every three thousand years. They have small flowers and small fruits, and those who consume them can attain immortality.

The peaches in the central region ripen only once every six thousand years, with layers of blossoms and sweet fruit; consuming them is said to grant the ability to ascend to heaven.

The peaches from the back area ripen only once every nine thousand years, with purple veins and a Xiang pit; consuming them grants one longevity equal to that of heaven and earth.

"The peaches of immortality still have the effect of prolonging life, but this is too bizarre. Even if it's not chocolate that tastes like poop, it's still poop that tastes like chocolate."

Yang He looked helpless. According to the Journey to the West, "It is said that the number of years in the universe is 129,600 years."

In other words, the peaches from the back area can extend one's lifespan by nearly 130,000 years.

"I can resist the peaches from the front section, but if even more oddly shaped peaches from the back section are placed in front of me, should I... eat them or not?"

Yang He's eye twitched. Whether it was the Immaculate Buddha or his true form, both could increase their cultivation by consuming their lifespan. What did 130,000 years mean? Regardless of the new version's cultivation system, one could easily become a Grand Luo Golden Immortal by simply spending their lifespan.

"Let's talk about it later. As it stands, even the Heavenly Court is extremely wary of the Peach Garden."

"In my memory, the Queen Mother of the West seems to have an innate spiritual root, something called Huangzhongli. Taking it can directly make one a Great Luo Golden Immortal, which is simply outrageous."

Yang He's array formation skills were average, but he could still distinguish between real and fake arrays. The patterns engraved on the city wall were comparable to the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array, and they hadn't even reached the core area of ​​the Peach Garden.

"My junior brother has lived for hundreds of years without wasting his time; he is quite skilled at using the live stake technique."

Of course, the Corpse Celestial Venerable also deserves credit.

Even in the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, the innate corpse qi body after becoming an immortal could influence the arrangements of the Tongtian Sect Master. The Corpse Celestial Venerable was naturally suited for setting up formations, and his role was no less than that of a top-tier innate treasure.

Well, if the Corpse Celestial were to come back to life, the effectiveness of the live stake training would be greatly reduced.

Seeing this, Yang He did not rush to cut off his own life. Instead, he quietly blended into the scattered heavenly soldiers and observed the situation from a tree branch.

He discovered that the immortals, led by Master Qingfeng, generally did not possess immortal bodies.

Logically, becoming an immortal should naturally lead to the development of an acquired immortal body. Ghost immortals have their own ghost immortal bodies, and corpse immortals have their own corpse-dissolving immortal bodies. So what do the immortals in the Heavenly Court feel...?

Like a mortal who has attained immortality?
The same applies to heavenly soldiers and generals; they show absolutely no trace of cultivation whatsoever.

Nearly a hundred immortals were present, but only five fairy corpses possessed immortal bodies. Among the corpses, the fairy in white and the fairy in red were the only ones missing.

"A venerable immortal with a gentle breeze."

The only celestial general present stepped out of the group and respectfully bowed to Daoist Qingfeng.

"Can the five Taiyin molted forms be suppressed and returned to the central area in time? This will allow me to lead troops to search for the two lost Taiyin molted forms."

Taiyin undergoes a metamorphosis?

Yang He was very curious as to why the Heavenly Court called the evil spirits that immortals transformed into after death "Taiyin Tuixing" and when the Seven Fairy Maidens died.
He wanted to ask Master Qingfeng for the reason, but he knew he couldn't reveal it.

"General Sun, you are too kind. I will inform the Corpse Celestial Venerable that Taiyin's transformation will not be able to escape."

Sun Tian's expression softened. The Peach Garden was now closed to prevent Taiyin from escaping to the outside world, and even divine thoughts could not be transmitted.

The heavenly soldiers who might have grown into peach trees have all committed suicide.

Sun Tian looked around and found nothing unusual about the heavenly soldiers. Logically speaking, as long as there were no ripe peaches in the front area, the Taiyin transformation would not go out of control and would only wander within a certain range.

"I trouble Immortal Qingfeng to thank Corpse Celestial Venerable on my behalf."

"It doesn't matter."

Immortal Qingfeng continued setting up the array of life-planting stakes, burying the shriveled, refined heads into the soil, with yin energy converging towards the array's core.

Yang He noticed the fear that Sun Tianjiang was showing.

Not only should they be wary of Taiyin's transformation, but they should also be even more wary of the Corpse Celestial Venerable, even though Yang He's incarnation is just a lifeless corpse.

pat pat pat.

The branches creaked, and even without a cold wind blowing, the corpse shook violently.

Upon seeing this, Master Qingfeng quickly signaled his fellow Daoists to speed up. Then, he offered incense and kowtowed at the grave of the Corpse Celestial Venerable, pouring his blood onto the corpse.

"We beseech the Celestial Venerable of the Great Void Patrol of Corpses to subdue the Taiyin Shedding Form..."

The so-called "reporting to the Corpse Celestial Venerable" involves muttering incoherently while continuously pouring out blood to stimulate the "living stake" to perform its function.

Looking at Qingfeng Daoist's incredibly skilled manner, Yang He realized that during the past few hundred years of emptiness, his junior brother must have used him as a practice target countless times.

With a thought, he communicated with the Corpse Celestial Venerable's avatar using his divine sense.

Boom!dong dong!

A dull heartbeat could be heard, and an extremely dense aura of death permeated the air.

With a little guidance from Yang He, the blessing of the innate corpse qi body increased by 30%.

Master Qingfeng took several steps back, almost pulling out his beard. A hint of surprise and uncertainty flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal.

Sun Tianjiang couldn't help but exclaim, "Immortal Qingfeng's array techniques are becoming increasingly refined."

"Be careful, the peach tree will not accept suppression willingly."

As soon as Master Qingfeng finished speaking, the tree branch emitted a faint hissing sound, as if it were being scorched by high temperature. The bark peeled off to reveal the rotten wood, and blood flowed from the honeycomb-like holes.

The branches withered at a visible rate, gradually shrinking back into the central area.

The corpse shook more and more violently, desperately trying to break free of the rope binding its neck. As the rope tightened, its once beautiful face became distorted, and its eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"help me!!"

A piercing scream suddenly shattered the silence.

Suddenly, the corpse of the fairy in green hanging on the branch opened its eyes, its cloudy eyeballs bloodshot, staring intently at the crowd below.

Her lips moved strangely, emitting a mournful wail that sounded inhuman.

"I'm not dead! You have to believe me, I'm not dead, I really am not dead!!"

The fear in their voices was palpable, and the immortals immediately stirred. Some dropped their Yin treasures and hurriedly approached the grave of the Corpse Celestial Venerable; others were already plotting their escape.
Master Qingfeng sternly rebuked, "What's the panic! The Taiyin Metamorphosis is not a demon or monster! The corpse is far from becoming an evil spirit..."

Before he could finish speaking, the five fairy corpses opened their eyes one after another.

His hoarse vocal cords produced a chilling scream.

"There's something inside the peach tree..."

"Don't let it find us!!"

"Help! Please save us!!"

Their screams grew more urgent, their faces contorted in extreme shock, and the corpse of the fairy in the soap dress near the crack twitched incessantly.

The abdomen bulged strangely, as if something was wriggling inside.

"Chang Immortal!"

The young Taoist priest pointed at the corpse, "I'm afraid... I'm afraid the Corpse Celestial Venerable can't be suppressed!"

Suddenly, the skin on the corpse's abdomen tore open, and a tender green peach branch emerged from the wound, with a green peach hanging from the branch.

A blurry human face appeared on the surface of the peach, with tears of pain streaming from its eyes.

Compared to the peaches that grew from the corpses of celestial soldiers, the peaches that grew from the corpses of fairies were more vibrant, as if they possessed consciousness from their previous lives.

"How could the Corpse Celestial Venerable not be able to suppress the Taiyin Metamorphosis?!"

Master Qingfeng remained calm and took out a rivet he had prepared beforehand, then smashed it down forcefully.

thump.

The rivet pierced between the eyebrows of the Corpse Celestial.

Yang He's eyes twitched as he felt the same way, and the corpse energy surged tenfold. The peaches turned into pus, and the branches shrank back by more than half.

"Don't look directly at the peaches!!" Sun Tian warned, but several heavenly soldiers still stared intently at the peaches, swallowing hard.

Yang He didn't look away either, a sweet taste rising in his mouth.

Like a peach that melts in your mouth, its sweetness spreads spontaneously on the tip of your tongue, then flows down into your stomach with your saliva, and then disappears into thin air.

He realized that the heavenly soldiers who committed suicide must have looked directly at the second type of peach.

Unsurprisingly, a peach pit was already hidden inside the body, nestled among the flesh and blood.

If one dies in time, a peach tree will grow, and the fruit of that tree will attract two fairies who have vanished without a trace.

Sun Tian swept his divine sense across the heavenly soldiers, "Anyone who has seen the peaches of immortality, step forward."

"Get away from here immediately and commit suicide within half an incense stick's time."

His words carried an unquestionable weight, and the seven heavenly soldiers obeyed without hesitation.

Sun Tian confirmed that everything was correct and immediately went to support Daoist Qingfeng.

Upon hearing this, Yang He almost stepped out of line, feeling instinctively that he should accept the order. Fortunately, his soul did not belong to the heavenly soldiers.

He could vaguely sense the peach pit; although he couldn't remove it, he could bring it back to the main world.

"The peach pit will emerge within half an incense stick's time. It's alright, I'll die soon anyway."

Yang He saw Sun Tian bite his tongue and spray his blood essence onto the grave of Corpse Heavenly Venerable, which Corpse Heavenly Venerable absorbed completely in half a breath.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but the aura emanating from the heavenly soldiers and generals is somewhat like... tools.

It resembles a three-legged cauldron from which spirituality is born.

laugh!
Thick red hair sprouted from the grave mound, originating naturally from the Corpse Celestial Venerable, and spread instantly, covering the walls within a hundred meters.

The wailing of the fairy's corpse suddenly rose in pitch, as if it were being branded with a scalding hot iron.

Their rotting skin began to emit bluish smoke, and the red-haired creature frantically absorbed the yin energy, no longer having the strength to struggle or try to escape.

"We...we're still alive!"

The fairy in green robes wept, her eyes darting around in their sockets. "We're really alive! Queen Mother... save us!!"

The fairies' screams stopped abruptly, and the branches finally retracted completely into the cracks.

"call."

Master Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. "Thanks to General Sun's essence blood, the remaining two Taiyin transformation bodies will have to be found by you in the Peach Garden."

"After temporarily sealing off the fairies in white and red, we will contact the Immortal Master."

"kindness."

Just as Master Qingfeng was about to say a few more words, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.

From the depths of the thick fog, the familiar, eerie singing drifted out once more.

Yang He's pupils contracted sharply as he saw a distorted figure slowly emerging from the mist.

The outline of the fairy in white still retained a human shape, but her appearance had been horribly distorted. Her originally plain white robe was torn to shreds, revealing seventeen arms.

Arms grow from under the ribs, back, and waist, each arm covered in downy hair, with knuckles bent into eerie hook shapes.

Her originally fair skin now had a translucent texture.

"Giggle."

The fairy in white robes tilted her head back at an impossible angle, her mouth splitting to her ears.

"The Queen Mother of the West is holding a birthday banquet and needs sixteen peaches from the front district."

"It's ripe! It's ripe!!"

(End of this chapter)