Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 97 Earthly Immortal Corpse Kingdom, Flesh Body Corpse Immortal

boom!

Everyone landed on their feet.

However, instead of the hard feel I had imagined, it felt like stepping into a layer of wet, cold, and greasy mud.

Everyone looked down and immediately frowned.

The ground was covered with a layer of pale green moss, as thick as a carpet. Stepping on it left and right uneven surfaces, and the texture was sticky. It also gave off a faint, rotten smell.

Huang Bai slowly descended, retracted the strange wings on his back, and stood beside the group.

"Thank you, Master Huang!"

Shirley Yang looked at him, her eyes still showing a hint of surprise.

The man before her had white hair and golden eyes, and looked even younger than her.

Ironically, this very person was from the same era as her maternal grandfather, Partridge Whistle.

Huang Bai nodded, but his gaze had already swept around.

His divine sense spread out like water, encompassing the entire Earth Immortal Village.

This is an extremely ingenious feng shui layout.

The pavilions, towers, carved beams, and painted rafters all bear the ancient and simple style of early Tang Dynasty architecture, but these houses have one thing in common.

There is no door.

Because this is not a place for the living, it's a house for the dead.

Every house contained corpses, some lying in coffins, others sitting upright in chairs.

Others sit cross-legged like Taoist priests, as if they are still cultivating themselves after death.

Unlike the architectural style, the corpses were mostly dressed in Ming Dynasty clothing.

It is obvious that they are all members of Fengshigu's clan.

These people followed Feng Shigu into the village of Dixian, committed suicide to dissolve their bodies, and attempted to become immortals after death.

Centuries have passed, and the so-called immortals have not appeared. All that remains here are living corpses parasitized by the Pangu Corpse Moss.

A faint golden light flickered in Huang Bai's eyes.

"They are somewhat similar to the zombies in the Resident Evil world."

"However, the Pangu Corpse Moss is more advanced than the zombie virus."

The zombie virus merely makes the corpses move, relying on their instincts to devour flesh and blood.

But the Pangu Corpse Moss is different.

It is not just a parasite, but also repairs, nourishes, and maintains the physical body.

In a sense, this is close to a wicked method of achieving immortality.

But whether a person is still human at the end of this journey is another matter.

Huang Bai continued to look into the village.

All the houses are arranged according to the yin and yang directions of the Bagua, and their energy is connected to each other, ultimately pointing to the earthen mound in the center of the village.

That place is the core of the entire Earth Immortal Village.

"What an exquisite village of immortals!"

Huang Bai couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Feng Shigu devoted his entire life's learning to building this kingdom of the dead.

If it were the old Huang Bai, it would probably be quite difficult for him to see through the feng shui layout here.

Now he has obtained the Yellow Stone Book left by Liu Bowen and has also completed several key volumes of the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique.

Looking at this village of immortals again, many of its secrets become clear.

"Let's go."

Huang Bai withdrew his gaze.

"Enough of the small talk, let's go to the underground palace first. Feng Shigu should be hiding there."

The appearance of Huang Bai immediately put everyone at ease.

The ancient tomb, which was originally fraught with danger, no longer seemed so frightening.

Fatty Wang chuckled as he carried his entrenching tool.

"With Master Huang here, I feel much more at ease."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden gust of cold wind swept around them.

Whoosh!

The sound of the wind passing through the pavilions of the Immortal Village was like someone crying softly in the dark.

The ghastly green moss underfoot began to wriggle slightly.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A sound of bones grinding together rang out from all directions.

The presence of a stranger finally disturbed the feng shui of the village.

The corpse, which had been dormant for hundreds of years, began to slowly awaken.

boom!

A wooden hut suddenly burst open.

Then, the second room, the third room, the fourth room...

Corpses emerged from the house.

They wore rotten clothes, their flesh was shriveled, their eye sockets were sunken, and their bodies were covered with a ghastly green lichen.

Some corpses had their chests split open, and lichen was wriggling inside their bodies like blood vessels.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of walking corpses poured out from all over the village.

Hu Bayi drew his dagger and said in a deep voice:

"These things have been nourished by yin energy for hundreds of years; they may not be easy to deal with."

Feng Xuewu's expression was also extremely grim. He said, "These are all corpse immortals parasitized by corpse moss. They are incredibly strong and have tough bodies, making them difficult to harm with ordinary swords and spears."

"A Corpse Immortal?" Fatty Wang cursed. "This looks like something that deserves to be called an immortal? I'd say it's more like a Corpse Monster!"

The horde of corpses drew ever closer.

Upon seeing this, Rong Bao immediately picked up a sun talisman and forced himself to stand beside Huang Bai.

"Master!"

Although he was old, he still wanted to help.

Huang Bai did not turn around, and said:

"Hold on tight."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light suddenly shone in Huang Bai's eyes.

In an instant, the shape of the mountains, the terrain, and the direction of the earth's veins all appeared in his eyes.

The reason these corpse immortals can still move is not solely due to the power of the corpse moss itself.

More importantly, the feng shui array of the entire Dixian Village continues to nourish them.

He made hand gestures and stepped out in a ritualistic manner.

With each step, golden light spread beneath their feet.

Bang bang bang!

Three golden rays of sunlight flew from his fingertips.

One shot towards the cave ceiling, one towards the rock wall, and one disappeared into the ground.

Wherever the golden light passed, the yin energy dissipated instantly, like snow meeting boiling water.

The next moment, the jade stone on the cave ceiling shattered, the runes on the rock wall broke open, and a muffled rumble came from underground.

The vital energy of the entire Dixian Village was suddenly cut off.

The horde of corpses that had been charging forward so fiercely seemed to have had their spines suddenly removed.

Pfft!

Pfft!

One corpse after another fell to the ground.

Some crawled on the ground with difficulty, while others stretched out their hands, trying to continue crawling forward, but they didn't even have the strength to lift themselves up.

Fatty Wang stared in disbelief: "That's it?"

Hu Bayi whispered, "Master Huang broke the formation that the Earth Immortal Village used to nourish the corpses."

Feng Xuewu watched this scene with an extremely complex expression.

The Corpse Kingdom Immortal Village, which the Feng family had spent hundreds of years trying to completely solve, was like a mechanism that Huang Bai casually broke through.

The difference is so great that it doesn't even inspire envy.

Huang Bai flicked his sleeve.

Several sheets of yellow paper flew out and transformed into three Yellow Turban Warriors in the wind.

The Yellow Turban Warrior was over ten feet tall, with bulging muscles and a dignified face. He grabbed a corpse from the ground and brought it to Huang Bai.

"You all go and wait at the burial site."

Huang Bai looked at everyone.

"Keep the honor."

Hu Bayi nodded and said, "Okay."

He knew Huang Bai should study the corpses, so he didn't ask any more questions and led Wang Pangzi, Shirley Yang, Feng Xuewu and others toward the earthen mound in the center of the village.

On the way, Fatty Wang couldn't help but look at Feng Xuewu and grin.

"Professor Feng, you've met a real immortal. What do you think?"

Feng Xuewu remained silent for a moment, then gave a wry smile: "His reputation is well-deserved."

As a descendant of the Feng family, he naturally possessed a certain arrogance.

In the eyes of the Feng family, Feng Shigu was a remarkable person who could calculate hundreds of years in the past and future, and was the person who was closest to an earth immortal.

It wasn't until he saw Huang Bai with his own eyes that he understood what the true Dao was.

While Feng Shigu was still painstakingly setting up the scheme to achieve immortality through corpse liberation, Huang Bai had already truly embarked on the path of cultivation.

Compared to such figures, the so-called Guanshan Taibao and the so-called Four Great Sects are ultimately just circling around in the tomb.

the other side.

Huang Bai squatted next to the corpse and began studying the Pangu Corpse Moss.

He used a dagger to cut a gash in the corpse's arm.

The skin and flesh were torn open, but no normal blood flowed out.

Inside the wound, dense lichen was slowly wriggling.

Lividity lichen resembles tiny green blood vessels or some kind of parasite, tightly wrapped around flesh and blood.

A moment later, the edges of the wound began to close up.

Within moments, the torn skin and flesh healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Huang Bai stared at the corpse's wounds, lost in thought.

"The so-called incorruptibility of the body is essentially due to the continuous repair of the body by lichen."

As long as the cadaveric fungus continues to repair itself, the physical body will naturally remain intact for a long time.

But that's where the problem lies.

While the corpse lichen parasitizes the physical body, it also erodes the soul and consciousness.

In the end, the physical body may survive, but consciousness will be suppressed or even completely obliterated.

Such immortality is nothing more than a moving corpse.

Huang Bai stretched out his fingers.

A faint golden hue appeared on my fingertips.

Whoosh!

The gold essence seeped into the corpse and quickly disappeared.

After a moment, Huang Bai frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "This is a living thing."

His alchemy can be applied to corpses and inanimate objects.

It is still difficult to be effective when dealing with real living things.

The corpse in front of us looks like an inanimate object, but it actually possesses a certain special activity due to the parasitic presence of Pangu corpse moss.

Between life and death, the line is blurred.

This is precisely where the Nine Deaths Shocking Tomb Armor, Pangu Corpse Moss, and Corpse Immortal system are most valuable.

Huang Bai pondered for a long time but could not find a solution.

"Let's go."

He stood up and looked at Rongbao.

"Go see Feng Shigu first."

Rongbao nodded and silently followed.

Soon after, Huang Bai and Rong Bao arrived at the earthen mound in the center of the village.

Hu Bayi and the others were already waiting there.

A faint, chilly aura emanated from beneath the earthen mound.

Huang Bai glanced at the cave entrance and instructed:

"You wait outside."

After saying that, he took the lead and entered the underground palace.

Deep within the underground palace, a chilling atmosphere pervaded the air.

Ahead lies a spring.

The spring water was dark green, constantly gushing outwards, as if spewing out putrid, dark blood from the ground.

The rock walls surrounding the spring are inlaid with pieces of exposed natural jade.

These jade stones were not carved, yet they blended seamlessly with the earth's energy.

This place is the core of the entire feng shui formation.

Beside the spring lay a huge corpse.

The corpse was bloated, resembling a giant, and was a translucent, waxy yellow, like a piece of butter that had been stored for many years.

Its entire body was covered in a viscous liquid, and its facial features were distorted, making it almost unrecognizable.

On the abdomen of the corpse, a huge fleshy tumor bulged out.

Upon closer inspection, it was not an ordinary sarcoma.

Instead, it depicts the upper body of an old man.

The old man was shirtless, with his eyes closed and a strange smile on his face, as if he were asleep or waiting for a certain moment to come.

Huang Bai looked at the old man and softly murmured, "Feng Shigu."

Splash!

Mucus slid off the surface of the corpse.

The half-old man seemed to sense the presence of a living person, and his arms moved slightly.

Huang Bai, however, was in no hurry to make a move.

His golden eyes gleamed slightly as he carefully observed the core essence of Pangu's corpse vein.

When he got here, he finally understood.

The root of the immortality of the physical body lies in the immortality of lichen.

The reason why corpse moss is immortal lies in the Pangu corpse vein.

Even if Feng Shigu could retain some of his sanity, the so-called Corpse Immortal could only operate on the Pangu Corpse Vein.

Once they leave this place and lose the nourishment from the Pangu corpse vein, their so-called immortal body will immediately decay into a corpse.

Feng Shigu was indeed a man of great talent.

He practically transformed the entire canyon into an environment resembling the corpse veins of Pangu.

If one day he were to truly awaken from his corpse's dissolution, he might actually become the Corpse King, slowly transforming Wuxia Gorge, and even a larger region, into a vast kingdom of the dead.

"Born at the wrong time."

Huang Bai sighed softly.

This person is not a cultivator, yet he is able to use the right timing, location, and people to touch the threshold of immortality through feng shui techniques.

Such talent is truly admirable.

Splash!

Feng Shigu's body began to writhe violently.

The old man's face was slightly distorted, seemingly retaining some rationality, but mostly displaying the instinctive bestiality of a corpse.

Extremely cold yin energy spewed from his mouth, causing the temperature inside the underground palace to drop sharply.

Huang Bai's expression remained unchanged.

Next, he tried several methods on Feng Shigu.

Thunder magic, fire spells, corpse-suppressing talismans...

He didn't want to kill Feng Shigu, but rather to study how to restore Feng Shigu's sanity, which was the most worthwhile thing to study in the Corpse Immortal system.

After pondering for a moment, Huang Bai suddenly took out a small amount of lead, mercury, and erysipelas.

Originally, they were just trying their luck and sent it into the body of the Corpse Immortal.

But the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Wow!

Feng Shigu's eyelids trembled violently, and blackish-gray yin energy spewed from his mouth and nose. Thick viscous fluid dripped continuously from the corpse immortal's flesh connected to his lower body.

Whoosh!

Those eyes, which had been closed for hundreds of years, suddenly opened.

His bloodshot eyes were first filled with confusion, then burst forth with uncontrollable ecstasy.

He seemed to sense the changes in his body.

A moment later, Feng Shigu laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"It's done! It's done!"

"My path is complete!"

Spring water churns, green mist rises.

At this moment, the entire underground palace resembled the underworld.

Feng Shigu's voice was hoarse and fierce, yet it carried an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

"After centuries of physical transformation, today I have finally attained the Dao of Immortality!"

"Above and below heaven, I alone am supreme!"

His laughter echoed through the underground palace, carrying the exhilaration of mastering divine skills.

But soon, Feng Shigu's smile faltered slightly.

Wait, why aren't there any immortals paying respects at the tomb? Where are the clansmen who underwent the same corpse-dissolution process?

However, he quickly suppressed these thoughts.

It doesn't matter anymore. As long as I wake up, I've already succeeded.

His next step was to transform the entire Wuxia Gorge into the Pangu Corpse Vein.

Based on the village of the immortals, establish a true kingdom of the dead.

Just then, a calm voice suddenly came from the side.

"Don't get too excited, it's not done yet."

Feng Shigu's laughter stopped abruptly.

The voice continued:

"So that's how it is. The combination of cinnabar poison and corpse moss can temporarily alleviate the suppression of divine sense by the corpse moss. It seems that the external alchemy path is in harmony with this method."

"Who?"

Feng Shigu suddenly sensed the danger and turned around abruptly.

At the entrance of the underground palace stood a Taoist priest with golden eyes.

The Taoist priest had white hair that reached his shoulders, and golden light shone in his eyes. The voice just now came from this man.

Inside the eerie underground palace stood a Taoist priest who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, making the scene particularly bizarre.

A corpse-dissolving immortal who cultivates both body and spirit.

A corpse immortal whose physical body has been disintegrated.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

That one glance felt like traveling through hundreds of years.

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