Mythology

Chapter 502 Character Fusion <The Yellow-Robed Old Demon>

Reincarnation?

Yang He realized why he had previously had difficulty entering the Zimu River.

Because he cannot truly die.

It's meaningless for Yang He's recurring character to die and disappear no matter how many times he does; if he wants to reach the upper reaches of the Zimu River, it seems he can only seek another way.

"Your Majesty, all the earthen pots in the Zimu River can continuously yield meat."

Benboerba explained in a flattering tone, "However, long-term use may lead to an inability to escape the Mother-Child River for all eternity."

Yang He looked at the pieces of flesh scattered on the ground and found that the remains were in various shapes.

The pervasive smell of blood made the lesser demons' throats throb, and even the Yellow-Eyebrowed King, played by Yang He, couldn't suppress his appetite.

Yang Heqiang suppressed his distracting thoughts, "The Zimu River must be hiding something. The demons' goal is to take Tang Sanzang to the end of the Zimu River and obtain a continuous supply of Tang Sanzang's flesh through some means."

"Immortals and Buddhas are probably not that simple; it's necessary to see them for ourselves."

Yang He turned to look at the two demons, and the invisible pressure they exuded made them tremble.

"Can you get in touch with the King of Inspiration?"

"Grandpa Ancestor, King Linggan has already headed upstream." Bouncing Bo'erba's fish eyes swirled wildly, faintly sensing Yang He's killing intent.

He quickly added, "We can pass on your message, Grandpa."

Baboerben nodded and said, "Yes, immediately find the little demon to go deep into the Mother-Child River..."

Yang He's smile remained unchanged. "No need, you should go upstream yourselves."

"Grandpa, spare our lives!" Babo'er and the two demons fell to the ground. "Our cultivation is too shallow. Being at the top is a dead end. Grandpa, please spare our lives!!"

Benboerba wept uncontrollably, "My grandson still has thousands of fish fry to raise."

Yang He smiled without saying a word, and swallowed all the demon king corpses in front of the two demons. Before long, the corpses became nourishment for the Taoist temple.

In the eyes of the two demons, Yang He was even more ferocious than the Demon King.

Knowing there was no way out, the two demons gritted their teeth and nodded in agreement.

"Grandpa, we will do as you say immediately, please don't kill us."

The two fish demons' bodies convulsed violently as if electrocuted. Their supernatural powers were the same: they could feign death to sever their life force.

In this way, their reincarnation is much easier than that of ordinary demons.

Under the astonished gazes of Little Drill Wind and the other little demons, turbid mucus seeped from the gaps in Baboerben's scales, and then his skin tore open; Benboerba was even worse, with several bloody gashes appearing on his cheeks, and his internal organs were already tangled together.

Just as the two demons were about to die, they fell to the ground with their jaws agape. Then, as their Adam's apples bobbed, corpses were slowly squeezed out of their bellies.

The corpses were almost identical to theirs, but they were empty shells without souls.

In the mortal realm, such stillborn infants would be considered to have died of congenital infancy, and even immortals and Buddhas would find it difficult to save them.

"interesting."

Yang He realized that the Mother-Child River was indeed mimicking the cycle of life and death, so when demons, immortals, and Buddhas fell into a near-death state, the Mother-Child River would try to conceive a newborn to carry their souls.

The problem lies in the fact that the River of Mother and Child is not part of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

The cycle of life and death in the Zimu River is definitely incomplete, as the newborns it nurtures are all inanimate objects.

Yang He stared at the two demons' newborn babies, faintly hearing the sound of rippling water. Then, the corpses gradually disappeared.

Unsurprisingly, the body had already been washed upstream by the Zimu River.

Yang He narrowed his eyes. The corpses and remains poured out of those earthen jars were, without a doubt, newborns conceived by immortals, Buddhas, demons, and monsters.

"It means eating yourself, that's fucking outrageous."

"but……"

Yang He squinted. If the Zimu River represents rebirth, then the Luotai Spring represents death. The two already have the beginnings of reincarnation.

He couldn't help but glance at the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field, and Yin Du barely managed to divide the Dao Field into two realms.

The Nine Turns of the Yellow Springs connect the two realms. All the demons and evil spirits that are severely injured in the temple will have their souls washed into Yindu by the endless sea of ​​Buddha.

As long as more than 60% of the soul remains, it will gradually heal.

Yang He had always believed that his Nine Turns of the Yellow Springs had the potential to give rise to 'reincarnation', but now it seems that even the Mother-Child River and the Abortion Spring are unlikely to progress further, making the Nine Turns of the Yellow Springs simply unrealistic.

"What if I merged the Mother-Child River and the Abortion Spring into the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field?"

Yang He licked his lips. If the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field possessed true reincarnation, it could immediately approach the Great Thousand World from the Lesser Thousand Worlds!

What is the Great Thousand World? According to Buddhism, it is a complete world with the six realms of reincarnation, where celestial beings (immortals and Buddhas) can be born.

"It seems I must obtain the Mother-Child River and the Abortion Spring."

The calamities of the main world have always weighed heavily on Yang He's heart, like a boulder, and he can foresee that one day the main world will completely collapse.

Yang He always felt powerless, not only because he was unable to resist the calamity, but also because the mortals of the main world had to perish with him.

He walks the path of the ancestor of humanity, and as the Heavenly Dao of the main world, he needs countless offspring to repay him. Abandoning mortals means there is no hope for the Great Dao.

"If the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field could accommodate mortals, I could move in and out freely."

After making up his mind, Yang He saw that the auras of the two demons were already faintly visible, and then, under his watchful gaze, they headed upstream of the Zimu River.

He closed his eyes to contemplate a few things, then shook his head and opened his eyes.

His gaze fell on the many trembling little demons, "Little Drill Wind."

"Great... King."

Little Drill Wind turned pale with fright. Yang He's decisive killing terrified them, and most of the little demons had already revealed their true forms.

"Little Drill Wind, you can have the market downstream. There's no Demon King here, so try to gather the rest of the demons and continue to occupy it."

Just as Xiao Zuanfeng was about to pledge his loyalty, Yang He waved his hand.

"Remember, you must not eat too much human flesh from the Zimu River, as there are definitely drawbacks to it."

Little Drill Wind immediately spoke up: "The King forbids us from eating people, so we won't eat a single one, even if we leave the Women's Kingdom!"

"Oh?"

Yang He glanced at the lesser demons, then put away the human-faced peaches.

"If you can keep your word, I will bestow upon you a great fortune in the future."

He thought of his three disciples who were cultivating the Tao, and he could take them under his wing as Taoist boys. Demons who did not eat people could be considered to have a pure heart for Taoism.

The little demons kowtowed excitedly, but when they looked up again, Yang He had already disappeared into the street.

Yang He quickly arrived at the entrance of Shuangfu Inn, then pushed the door open, immediately being hit by a damp, musty smell.

The inn's lobby was empty, and the tables and chairs, though neatly arranged, were covered in dust.

After arriving at the Da Nong Si, Yang He sensed the presence of living people at Shuang Fu Inn, though it was rather faint, but that didn't stop him from making a special trip there.

He ran his fingertips across the counter, noticing that the furniture still bore traces of recent cleaning.

"interesting."

Yang He followed the trail to the backyard and looked at the large vat in the corner. The rim of the vat was covered with thick white salt stains, which must have been used to soak pickled vegetables.

"Li Ao, you're still alive?"

As soon as Yang He said this, a dull thud came from the large vat, mixed with extremely weak gasps.

Then a withered arm gripped the edge of the vat, revealing an old face devoid of flesh, its murky eyes scrutinizing Yang He.

"You...how do you know me? Cough cough cough, you're not...a mortal?"

Yang He took out the pill and put it into Li Ao's mouth, where its medicinal properties nourished his internal organs.

However, Li Ao's reaction was somewhat intriguing. He immediately stuck his index finger into his throat, trying to spit out the pill.

vomit! !

Yang He sneered, and Li Ao realized that he had become enemies with Yang He. He hurriedly climbed out of the large vat, trembling, and stumbled as his ill-fitting clothes caused him to stagger.

“I understand that you are from outside the Kingdom of Women and that you kindly saved my life, but I am willing to wait to die in the vat.”

“That’s not what you and Liu Asan said, which has kept the guy on his mind.”

"Ugh."

Li Ao let out a long sigh and pointed to the large vat behind him. "Immortal Master, if you want to leave the Mother-Child River, just crawl into this vat and retreat a hundred steps. I... only ask for death."

She knelt on the ground, her face already showing signs of death, and she realized that Yang He had come to find her on purpose, perhaps for the secrets of the Women's Kingdom.

"Can the large vat be connected to the upstream?"

Li Ao shook his head and said, "We can only travel between the downstream and the present world."

Yang He approached the large vat to examine it. It was made of ordinary material, the only difference being that there was a large patch of blood inside, as well as dense scratch marks.

It looks like someone was trapped inside, and the scratches were made by their fingernails.

"Tell me the specific origins."

Yang He didn't waste any more words, which had already subtly affected Li Ao's mind.

Li Ao shuddered, his pupils contracted sharply, and his withered fingers gripped his head tightly.

"It was... twenty years ago!"

Her voice sounded like it was squeezed out of a broken bellows, “The Kingdom of Women… has always relied on the Mother-Child River to reproduce and thrive, and even the king is chosen from newborns fished out of the river.”

Yang He noticed that Li Ao's temples were bulging with veins, and the blood vessels in his neck looked like entwined earthworms; he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"Then one day, a notice was posted in the palace..."

Li Ao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "The royal palace wants to choose a new king through marriage."

A chilling wind swept through the backyard of the inn, as if a large number of tragically deceased souls were wailing. Li Ao's facial features were contorted in pain.

Those officials have gone mad! They took the bride... took the bride..."

She pounded her head against the walls of the large vat, shouting, "The bride is being stuffed into an earthenware jar! All of them! Like pickled vegetables!"

"They didn't even spare seven- or eight-year-old children."

Li Ao sobbed uncontrollably, his chest already soaked with blood. "A little child escaped from the palace and hid in the Shuangfu Inn. I... I was scared, so I reported it to the court, and then..."

"After the little baby found out in advance, he suffocated himself in the big vat."

Li Ao's words were halting, but Yang He quickly understood the cause and effect.

When the soldiers arrived, they found no body of the little girl. However, within six months, Li Ao discovered that the large vat could travel back and forth across the Zimu River.

Li Ao had always wanted to find the little girl's body, but due to his inner demons, he faced the true face of the Grand Agricultural Office for the first time.

"It must be her in the...Da Nong Si's jar, it must be her!!"

Li Ao's voice grew fainter and fainter, and most of the three yang flames were extinguished.

Yang He could not save Li Ao's life. The old woman had no hope. Even if she had a human face and a peach of immortality to prolong her life, she would not live for more than seven days.

Moments later, Li Ao's body was also swept upstream by the Zimu River.

Yang He examined the large vat. "The Zimu River started to go out of control twenty years ago, and the origins of the Women's Kingdom should be around three hundred years old."

He believed that the Zimu River was arranged by the immortals and Buddhas. After all, the Zimu River was originally a treasure that nurtured heavenly soldiers and generals. How could it have fallen into the mortal world for no reason and then been controlled by mortals by chance?

Moreover, the Kingdom of Women is not isolated from the world, and it has not fallen to the point where men have disappeared.

"Looks like I have no choice but to play the double agent between the immortals and Buddhas."

Yang He remained undeterred in his desire to acquire the Zimu River and Luotai Spring, but relying solely on the Inspiration King was certainly unrealistic.

[Your character, the chime-ringing boy, has died; the story has ended.]

He decisively returned to the main world and then brought up the panel again.

[Consume 1000 points of Insight to select a character for deep fusion?]

Yang He scanned the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Dao Field and counted the Twenty-Eight Constellations, finding that there were more than thirty celestial palaces that could be integrated into the Dao Field.

Once deeply integrated, it would be absolutely devastating.

Of course, Yang He did not intend to use nuclear weapons on this trip.

"Select [Child with Bells] for deep integration."

There are five permanent characters attached to the Yellow-Eyebrowed King. Combining six into one is still within Yang He's capacity. It's just the right time for his true form to descend into the world of the classics. He can try to see if he can... reincarnate.

The moment Yang He realized it, he had already returned to the Kingdom of Women.

The city was still eerily quiet, and the backyard of Shuangfu Inn remained the same.

As Yang Heyi descended into the backyard, the large vat suddenly began to vibrate, followed by an extremely dense surge of demonic energy emanating from it.

He felt an itch all over his body, and his soul was on the verge of turning into a demon.

"It seems."

Yang He gently stroked the vat, his expression extremely complicated. Clearly, the vat was the opportunity for him to unite the six into one. Logically, it shouldn't be such a coincidence. Considering the reaction of the Grand Minister of Agriculture to his inner demons, it was very likely the will of Heaven in the Women's Kingdom.

Who made the true form, as the ancestor of humanity, even more Tang Sanzang than the original Tang Sanzang?

Simply put, the Women's Kingdom is biased towards him, even if Yang He doesn't know why.

Yang He dared not be negligent. The heads of the Four Heavenly Kings had already emerged from his neck, and their hands and feet twisted and turned into demonic forms. Their flesh and bones emitted a tooth-grinding sound, and a large amount of demonic energy rose and fell.

The left hand was the first to disintegrate, turning into rolling sand, with countless blood vessels between the grains of sand.

Then his right hand swelled and deformed, the carapace spread, and his fingertips turned into black scorpion pincers.

Then the skin on my left foot cracked, and countless centipede limbs emerged.

Eventually, his right foot swelled into a huge toad webbed foot, with a bluish-purple venom sac exhaling mist.

Rumble.

The limbs continued to grow, causing devastating damage to the surrounding urban area.

Yang Tong could also sense the instability of the life force, which was clearly affected by the cycle of the Mother-Child River. If it did not resist, it would continuously breed corpses and go deep into the upper reaches of the Mother-Child River.

He let things take their course, but very cautiously collected the body beforehand.

Is Tang Sanzang's flesh immortal? Not only is Yang He's flesh immortal, it can also transform one's body!
Yang He was undisturbed in the Women's Kingdom. After an unknown amount of time, the demonic transformation of his limbs was gradually subdued, and he completely merged into the Yellow-Eyebrowed King.

He opened his eyes, and the city returned to its original state as if reflected in a mirror.

[Deep integration has been completed. The permanent characters <Child with the Bell>, <Four Heavenly Kings>, <Curtain-Rolling Demon>, etc. can no longer be played. They retain some of their identities and backgrounds and are merged into a new permanent character <Yellow-Robed Demon>.]

(End of this chapter)