Mythology

Chapter 496 Yang He outside wanted to go in, while the immortals and Buddhas inside wanted to come out.

Zhou Fengxia collapsed to the ground, watching helplessly as the footprints stopped in front of Yang He's ancestral hall, seemingly admiring the almost perfect body.

The candlelight suddenly surged, illuminating Yang He's appearance, which was almost identical to that of the Heavenly King of Growth.

With a creak, the door was pushed open by an invisible force.

"Impossible, why would the King of Growth choose... an outsider?"

Zhou Fengxia's mind went blank. She stared at Yang He's face painting and found that the patterns were more orderly than her own. How could someone's first time playing a god be so good?
Bang bang bang!

The footprints gradually approached Yang He, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across the ground.

At the same time, Zhou Fengxia noticed that the indentation of the footprints had become uneven, as if the Heavenly King of Growth was somewhat... emotionally agitated.

Yang He remained unresponsive during this period, and the final strokes of the face painting were completed.

If others were present, they would have noticed that the Pupil Demon had already deliberately destroyed itself before the Heavenly King of Growth descended, resulting in the Immortal Transformation Technique being severely damaged and its cultivation level falling from the Great Luo Golden Immortal to the initial stage of True Immortal.

At this moment, Yang He was a little nervous, but he pretended to be out of it.

He wasn't worried about the Heavenly King of Growth dealing with him, but rather he was afraid of having his true identity discovered, since the Immortal Transformation Technique was unique in the three realms throughout history.

"No matter where the immortals and Buddhas are in the Women's Kingdom, if we don't seize the opportunity at hand and alert them, the immortals and Buddhas will definitely be on guard."

Yang He's reputation in the Three Realms is now so bad that it's no less than that of Shen Gongbao during the Investiture of the Gods.

Under the great calamity of Journey to the West, the conflict between the immortals and the Buddhas is absolutely intense, but if there is a troublemaker, the two sides may very well unite to deal with him.

Yang He could sense that only a wisp of the Heavenly King of Growth had descended upon the Sixi Class.

Not only do they pose no threat to themselves, but the consciousness attached to the remnant souls is also very shallow.

Furthermore, every move of the Heavenly King of Growth revealed something strange.

Firstly, the Heavenly King of Growth carries a faint aura of the Void. Although it may not be because he has fallen into the Void, one thing is certain: the place where the Four Heavenly Kings are located must be filled with the aura of the Void.

This indirectly suggests that the Kingdom of Women that Yang He saw was likely just a facade.

There is also a 'deeper world' that exists; otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the King of Growth seems to be separated from him by only a thin layer of paper. There must be something more to it than meets the eye.

Yang He couldn't help but become interested. His spiritual vision had already exceeded one billion, yet he still couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.

boom.

Yang He felt a sudden chill run down his spine.

His body and soul are undergoing a transformation, becoming increasingly in harmony with the Heavenly King of Growth. At the same time, spiritual energy is being generated both inside and outside his body, and the Heavenly King of Growth is imparting a supernatural power to him.

"That's interesting, hehe."

With a thought, Yang He caused the Nuo Xiang Ghost to follow in the footsteps of the Tong Ghost and begin to gradually perish. At the same time, he used the revival method of later generations to merge into the body and soul.

Simply put, it is the merging of humans and ghosts, with the Nuoxiang ghost becoming part of the body and soul.

His actions were cautious, mainly following the teachings instilled in him by the Heavenly King of Growth.

Yang He used the revival technique and felt as if his skin was being gradually peeled off. The organs replaced by the Nuo Xiang ghost were the skin, making the mask seem to come alive, and then the tattoos continued to spread.

His cultivation level had fallen below that of a True Immortal, and his vitality had become dim and lifeless.

In Zhou Fengxia's view, everything that happened in the offering hall was the Heavenly King of Growth acknowledging Yang He.

Zhou Fengxia knelt outside the door, vaguely remembering that she was a top-notch actress twenty years ago, and received guidance from the Heavenly King Duowen not long after entering the industry.

But... it's nowhere near as effective as the guidance Yang He received from the current Growth King.

While Zhou Fengxia was overjoyed, she also felt an indescribable fear. There had never been a similar situation in the Women's Kingdom. Could it be that the outsider would become the manager of the Sixi Troupe?
"Wait, it's not just the King of Growth?"

Click click click.

The four statues simultaneously turned their heads, their empty eye sockets facing Yang He.

Yang He's muscles tensed instantly, seemingly belatedly filled with fear, but in reality, he was restless, realizing that he might be trapped in the deepest part of the Women's Kingdom.

If the Four Heavenly Kings need an incarnation, then things will be much easier.

Yang He no longer hesitated. His transformation was nearing its end. The veins on his neck bulged, and a sickening thud came from his back.

Without hesitation, he used the resurrection technique again, and the ghost merged into his spine.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Zhou Fengxia was horrified to see Yang He's spine twisting and deforming under his skin, with each vertebra protruding like the spine of a sharp sword! His costume was torn, and on his bare back, the bulging muscles gradually formed a bizarre relief of a bone and flesh sword!
She could no longer speak; the Heavenly King of Growth seemed to have already decided on Yang He.

As a result, female performers could no longer play the role of the Heavenly King of Growth, and could only choose from the other Heavenly Kings. Among the Four Heavenly Kings, the Heavenly King of Growth was the easiest to play.

Unless Yang He dies, the next leader of the Sixi Troupe cannot be someone else.

A large amount of content related to opera flooded Yang He's memory, and at the same time, a supernatural power was born.

"The method of borrowing gods through rituals."

This supernatural power is somewhat similar to the Transformation into Immortal Technique, but it is a simplified version by a hundred times. After cultivation, one can use the Yin Ritual to borrow divine power and invite the Heavenly King of Growth to possess one's body.

Yang He was able to discern that the Yinjiao (a type of religious ritual) method of borrowing spirits had a backdoor.

If one practices the Yin ritual of borrowing divine power for a long time, one's body, soul, and aura will gravitate towards the Heavenly King of Growth, eventually becoming an external incarnation that the Heavenly King of Growth can use as a backup.

This was exactly the result Yang He wanted: if the Heavenly King of Growth dared to possess him, he could turn the tables and take control.

"The Heavenly King of Growth alone is not enough; it would be better to possess the body of all four Heavenly Kings together."

He gave a subtle, cold laugh. The demonic energy that had merged into his body and soul would begin to show its signs in the coming days, slowly growing four heads and eight arms, making him practically a natural-born embodiment of the Four Heavenly Kings possessing a sacred body.

Yang He didn't believe the Four Heavenly Kings could hold back; everyone has a bit of wishful thinking.

Besides...

"Besides, no matter how hard you search, you won't find anything wrong with the incarnation."

"Once I die, there won't be a single flaw."

Yang He severed his own soul, because the character he was currently playing was still alive, so his original consciousness would soon be revived.

Your character, the Wandering Taoist, has died; the story has ended.

Yang He was momentarily dazed, but his pupils focused again in a short half-breath. At this moment, the arrival of the Heavenly King of Growth's consciousness also came to an abrupt end.

Si Xi Class fell into a deathly silence, with a faint light peeking through the sky.

Zhou Fengxia walked into the ancestral hall with a complicated expression, looking at the stranger whose face was completely different from his own. The Taoist's facial makeup had become one with his body and soul.

"Master Qian... are you alright?"

With Yang He's departure, the outsider's name 'Yang He' was also erased, and he became a completely different person, so much so that even the sage could hardly notice.

Qian Su pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve his headache; his experience of accidentally entering the Land of Women felt like a dream.

"Zhou...Manager, am I now considered a long-term worker in Sixi Team?"

"You'll be learning opera with us, and you'll be going on stage in a couple of days."

Qian Su was completely taken aback, and then Zhou Fengxia led him out of the ancestral hall. No one could have imagined that an outsider would actually gain the recognition of the Heavenly King of Growth.

As the morning light completely dispelled the darkness, the Si Xi Band began their daily chanting once more. Unbeknownst to anyone, in the empty shrine, the eyes of the four statues suddenly began to move, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across their surfaces.

"What a fine physical body with a clear spiritual connection."

Dhritarashtra was the first to speak; his clay lips moved, and dust kept falling off.

"Indeed, seeing it with our own eyes makes us appreciate the wonders of the physical body even more. It is large enough to accommodate the souls of the four of us; it is simply a dwelling tailor-made for us."

Upon hearing this, the Four Heavenly Kings fell silent.

Their breathing was heavy, as if their souls were about to descend into reality and endure immense pain.

The Heavenly King of Growth said, "It's a bit of a coincidence. This physical body seems to have been prepared specifically for us. Something's fishy about it, so we have to be careful."

Vaisravana suddenly lowered his voice, "Do you still remember one of the Seven Sages...that person?"

The ancestral hall fell silent.

The Heavenly King of Growth was suddenly shocked. "Why would he target the four of us brothers for no reason? The Sage Medicine Master also said that he could not possibly enter the Mother-Child River."

"Impossible, impossible. He has already mastered the basics of the Yin ritual and the borrowing of gods. It doesn't seem like his work. Besides, this person's three calamities and six tribulations are definitely not over yet."

A crack appeared between the eyebrows of Dhritarashtra, from which countless eyeballs emerged.

His eyes were fixed on Qian Su, but he couldn't find anything unusual. He just found the physical body more and more pleasing to the eye, and his cultivation of the Yin ritual and the method of borrowing the gods progressed by leaps and bounds.

"never mind."

"Even if it really is him, we have no other choice. If we don't leave the Zimu River soon, there will be great chaos."

After the Heavenly King of Growth finished speaking, the Heavenly King of Abundance exclaimed in terror, "Let's go! The River of Mother and Child is about to rise; we mustn't let it cause the loss of souls!!"

The four statues simultaneously concealed their auras, and Guangmu Tianwang suddenly spoke up: "Brother, I do have a solution, albeit a flawed one. Why not spread the news that he has come to the Women's Kingdom and force others to take action?"

"Alright, let's do it that way then. Our reincarnation will take place in three days."

The four statues closed their eyes and, moments later, turned into rubble scattered across the ground.

.........

[Common Object: Tian Sheng Ling]

[Related Allusions: "Daughter Ghost", "Ghostless Cave", "Drought Ghost"... Consume 1 Spirit Vision to enter the allusion world?]

"determine."

[The characters "Theatrical Apprentice" and "Fireworker Warrior" are dead and cannot be played.]

[Theatrical troupe apprentice: You had only recently joined the Sixi Troupe when, due to the daily offerings to the deities, your health deteriorated, and you died in the ancestral hall.]

[Fireworks Warrior: You accidentally stepped into the furnace while cremating a corpse. Although the fire never started, you suffocated inside.]

In addition to the wandering Taoist priest, two more roles have been added to Yang He's current playable roles.

[Market Farm Laborer (Gray): You accidentally wandered into the Land of Women and were kindly taken in by a vendor to become a farm laborer. After resting for a few days, your body became increasingly weak.]

[Beggar (Gray): You've been in the Land of Women for some time now. Your prolonged homelessness has caused you to develop severe hysteria.]

Yang He's gaze fell on the beggar. As expected, the beggar could not only see the official, but also the boss that Liu Asan mentioned.

[Would you like to consume 1 Spirit Vision to impart the Immortal Transformation Technique to the Beggar?]

"Confirmed, play the role of [beggar]."

.........

Yang He had anticipated that the beggar's perspective would be extremely strange, even distorted, but he hadn't expected that everything he saw was writhing.

The lines that make up the streets and alleys are constantly intersecting, and the people of the Women's Kingdom are all colorful.

A typical perspective from the perspective of a psychopath.

Yang He covered his head, and only after opening his fiery eyes could he barely see clearly. However, all sorts of double images were superimposed, making it seem strange and inexplicable.

Just like the market not far away, what you see with the naked eye is an ordinary street scene.

The results of it.

With keen eyes, they saw that the herbalist wearing a straw hat looked around and, when he inadvertently opened his mouth, there was a forked tongue; the butcher selling pork had large, fan-like ears; and the groom walked with a staggering gait, like a wild beast with hooves.

If Yang He hasn't made a mistake, then there must be demons behind the market.

Or perhaps the rules governing each stall in the market were set by demons.

He discovered that the locals were more like half-demons, while the farmhands from other places had almost become human-like beasts, like the middle-aged man who had followed Lady Yan not long ago, whose skin was covered with scars that made him look like a toad.

Outside the market is the territory of immortals and Buddhas.

Yang He noticed bursts of laughter coming from the teahouse. The guests seemed refreshed after drinking the tea, but his sharp eyes noticed that the teahouse was covered with fleshy vines, and the tea was made from the sap dripping from the branches.

"The Antarctic Immortal, hehe, should now be called the Immortal of Longevity."

Passersby looked at Yang He's eccentric laughter with disgust, and some were already calling for the constables from the street to come over.

As Yang He walked, he felt dizzy and disoriented; after all, a beggar's perspective is one of endless, winding paths.

He accidentally wandered into a cloth shop, where the shopkeeper was shouting and yelling.

Yang He looked around and saw that the so-called high-quality silks were actually human skins, inlaid with precious gems, with the Bodhisattva Pilanpo on the back.

When the constables arrived at the cloth shop, the crowd quickly made way for them.

However, in Yang He's eyes, it was a mountain of flesh slowly approaching him, with a huge head filling the streets and alleys, crawling supported by countless infant limbs.

The constable noticed that Yang Heyi was standing still, and drew his sword but did not move forward.

Yang He shook his head. There were blood vessels connecting upwards from the official's navel. Upon closer inspection, he saw a huge creature peering at the cloth shop from among the clouds.

"The boss?"

After witnessing what the beggar saw, he became even less able to understand what the deep-seated matriarchal society was like, and the explanation of hysteria seemed more believable.

"By imperial decree! From this day forward, no outsiders are permitted to enter the city!!"

From a normal perspective, it appears as a high-ranking official appearing outside the palace to deliver an imperial edict; but with keen observation, it appears as a monster in mid-air called "Boss" mimicking a human voice.

"She's going to go crazy sooner or later!!"

Yang He had a premonition that the sudden imperial decree was aimed at him.

"It doesn't matter, I'd like to see what you can do to me."

He didn't know how to enter the deepest women's kingdom, but that didn't stop him from making his own plans. He could even pull off a big heist and make a fortune.

"I still have four slots for permanent characters. If the Four Heavenly Kings count as one, then I can still choose three lucky users to possess."

"Immortals and Buddhas are unrealistic; they are all wary of me. Even the Four Heavenly Kings might fail."

"Let's start with the demons in the market and stir up trouble in the Kingdom of Women!"

(End of this chapter)