Mythology

Chapter 134 Plague Messenger 'Yang He'

After the seal appeared, the dark clouds in the sky completely dissipated.

Beams of sunlight are eagerly reflected on the ground, lighting up the streets and alleys as if they were covered with a layer of golden gauze.

The townspeople basked in the sunshine and sang praises to Nuwa.

While Yang He was hesitating, the seal had already turned into black light and sank into the Niwan Palace.

"Can I, a disciple of Nuwa, become a plague messenger? Even if Jiejiao teaches everyone, it shouldn't be so careless, right?"

Yang He was a little surprised. He thought that Lu Yue's consciousness would descend through the giant face, and he was ready to be killed by Lu Yue, but it seemed that he could easily become the Plague God's disciple?

"kindness?"

As soon as the seal arrived at the Niwan Palace, Yang He did not have the same feeling as before when he refined the seal. Instead, the insect ghosts suppressed by the Five Gods became restless.

The insect ghost tried desperately to crawl towards the seal.

The Five-Way God teased the Insect Ghost and couldn't help but talk about it.

"Master! It's restless!!"

"Why not eat it?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Any insect will become delicious if it is fried in boiling oil. I guess slugs are the same!"

"Give the master the head and the bar, and we'll share the body."

As the insect ghost approached, the mouth on the surface of the seal actually opened slightly. The Five-Directions God also noticed something strange and looked ferocious.

Yang He didn't care at first, but his expression soon became intriguing.

He didn't waste any words. His leather Taoist robe sank into the Niwan Palace, and his genitals covered the inside and outside of the Niwan Palace, forming large scars to isolate the Yin energy.

The Five Gods split into two, one on the left and one on the right, standing beside the seal.

The mouth on the surface of the seal opened slightly.

Yang He smiled and signaled the Five Gods to let go of the insect ghost.

After the insect ghost crawled a few steps, the seal was actually hanging above its head. The auras of the two blended, and the seal was soon refined.

The insect ghost grew facial features, and its appearance was surprisingly similar to Yang He's.

Although the information on the Nine Dragon Island seal was about Yang He, it was the insect ghost who became Lu Yue's disciple, or in other words, the insect ghost was born from Yang He's body to replace him.

Yang He could feel that the insect ghost was ready to attack him.

"What the doctor said has come true. Insects go through the stages of egg, larva, pupa and adult in their life cycle. The same is true for the messenger of plague."

"If Li Qi becomes the messenger of plague, he will be unable to resist the backlash of the insect ghosts and can only watch as the insect ghosts drain his body and soul."

"Li Qi became a pupa, and the insect ghost completed its transformation and broke out of the pupa."

Yang He speculated based on the Nine-Refined Gu Insect Method that the insect ghost that had transformed from a pupa was the real messenger of plague, and the immortal masters that were fighting for it in Yanqu Town were nothing more than nutrients.

He couldn't help but feel sad for Li Qi, as it was a death sentence anyway.

"The Plague Messenger is neither human nor ghost. He will completely inherit the memory of the original body. In a sense, it is okay for the insect ghost to be called Yang He."

Yang He looked at the running insect ghosts and felt a sense of fear towards Lu Yue.

Come to think of it, how could Lu Yue allow a mortal who was beyond his control to become the messenger of plague? The result of raising Gu was already doomed.

"It means that Lu Yue has no time to take care of Yanqu Town now."

Whenever Lu Yue's attention is distracted by Yanqu Town, he will not release the Nine Dragon Island Seal.

Even if the Immaculate Buddha dies, his soul will return to the Nuwa Palace, and his body will be transformed into an ordinary stone statue. The insect ghost is destined to never break out of the cocoon.

Yang He was more inclined to believe that Lu Yue was dealing with Jiang Ziya, which took up most of his energy, so this might be his chance.

"In the original work, Jiang Taigong definitely didn't die in the plague array, but in the world of allusions... it's hard to say, plus there's the butterfly effect of me."

Yang He realized that the key to dispelling the plague ghost lies in Jiang Ziya.

"It seems that I have to use my identity as the Plague Messenger to find Jiang Taigong, and then contact Nezha, and work together to break the deadlock of the Plague Array."

"Millions of mortals become immortals? There is no such outrageous plot in the original work."

Yang He was filled with thoughts. The advantages of keeping the Insect Ghost outweighed the disadvantages. Besides, the Plague Ghost might be the only chance to complete the Nine-Refined Insect Gu Technique.

Lu Yue is quite powerful, but he doesn’t have many roles in the Battle of the Gods.

The fight between the orthodox and unorthodox sects will not end until one side dies. If Lu Yue dies, Yang He will most likely have no choice but to ask the master Tongtian for the method.

Yang He stared at the noisy insect ghost and chuckled.

"I really couldn't do anything to you before, but now with the Nine Refining Gu Insect Technique, it's easy to deal with a little insect like you."

Yang He planned to use the Nine Refined Gu Insect Technique in conjunction with the Wanhua Baigui Hunyuan Sutra.

Without accommodating the insect ghost, completely integrating the insect ghost into the copper coin sword may give the Yin weapon a slight chance to be promoted to Yin treasure.

Moreover, in order for Tong Gui to practice the Nine-Refined Gu Insect Technique, he also needs an insect skin of extremely high quality.

The records of the Nine Refining Gu Insect Method call it 'wrapped insect skin', which can transform a pupil ghost into a Gu. The insect skin of the evil ghost realm is more than enough to transform a fierce ghost realm into a Gu.

Theoretically speaking, powerful ghosts can also practice the Nine-Refined Gu Insect Technique.

The image of Lu Yue with three heads and six arms is probably the result of the ghost turning into a Gu.

However, Yang He gave up the idea considering that the powerful ghost transformation would affect the ghost body. Only the three-headed and six-armed Dharma body could take everything into consideration.

"Little bug, just blend into the copper coin sword obediently."

"Five Road God!"

"Master, the disciples are here!!!"

Yang He took back his Taoist leather robe and let the insect ghost get out of the Niwan Palace.

The insect ghost excitedly crawled to the brain stem, and a large number of blood vessels extended from its mouthparts to connect with Yang He, and then tried to obtain nutrients from the body and soul.

It didn't take long for the insect ghost to realize that something was wrong. Yang He smiled but said nothing. The Immaculate Body was a supreme immortal body gifted by the saint, so how could it be shaken by a mere evil ghost?

The insect ghost only felt that it was parasitic in the rock, and it itself turned into stone.

Roar! ! !
The five gods and monsters came to the brain stem with a smile, protecting the copper coin sword from damage, and following Yang He's instructions, they continued to force the insect ghost to respond.

Yang He communicated with the copper coin sword, and the Yin energy engraved patterns on the sword body.

From time to time, engrave the insect ghost.

With the presence of the Five Gods, the process went more smoothly than expected, and the insect ghosts could not cause any trouble. However, the life span of the Immaculate Buddha was inevitably consumed.

Yang Heshun used the seal of the insect ghost and stepped lightly on the ground.

"Heizi, keep it well and don't let the seal be exposed to the outside world. Let's go to Xiqi first and then think about how to infiltrate Jiejiao."

Meow~~

The black cat poked its head out, and the moment it opened its mouth, a dozen tentacles grabbed the seal, playing with it for a while before swallowing it into the depths of the mustard seed space.

After being promoted to the Three-Unlike, the structure of the mustard seed space is layered like a cow's stomach.

Even if a living person is put in, he will be lost in the mustard seed space.

When Yang He was thinking about how to deal with the insect ghost more safely, Mingshan came over with Qingsong respectfully and forced himself to perform a salute.

"Mingshan has met the saint's disciples."

"Qingsong has met the saint's disciple."

Yang He nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on Mingshan for a few moments.

For him, it is difficult to notice the passage of time when playing a role, but for the various people in the world of allusions, time flies by.

It has been twenty years since the Nuwa Festival that the Plague Ghost has been gone. Mingshan is only at the innate realm (evil ghost), and his life span is almost the same as that of an ordinary person. Wrinkles can be clearly seen at the corners of his eyes.

"Saint disciple, how are you...?"

"It's okay, just a small problem."

Mingshan was secretly shocked. The back of Yang He's head exploded every now and then, and the stone brain tissue splattered, turning into a little ghost and then disappearing into ashes in a few breaths.

If you didn't know that the saints' disciples walked the mortal world to eliminate disasters and difficulties.

I just thought it was evil...

"Mingshan, you can just call me Immortal Buddha from now on. Where is your master, Taoist Qingfeng?"

Mingshan was surprised. He didn't expect that the saint's disciple would recognize him.

Yang He smiled and explained, "I became a disciple of the Saint during the Nuwa Festival 20 years ago, and I actually met you master and disciple once."

"I see. No wonder I felt the Saint's disciples looked familiar to me."

Mingshan's attitude still did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

When the saint's disciples came to the mortal world, they were already considered to represent the saint. Besides, behind Yang He was the goddess Nuwa who created humans from clay.

"Master Qingfeng is trapped in Xiqi. We can contact him occasionally. We came to Yanqu Town this time because our master asked us to come. But I didn't expect that... "

Yang He looked a little solemn. The plague formation blocked Xiqi, and it was obvious that no one from the Chan sect was available.

"Mingshan, the saint called me to quell the disaster. What is the situation in Xiqi now?"

"Immortal Buddha, I am not very clear about this."

Mingshan couldn't help but sigh, "We can enter Xiqi but we can't leave. When the plague was raging half a month ago, Master Nezha escorted us out of Xiqi. Now we don't know where we are in the city."

"What plague?"

He swallowed his saliva, his expression still filled with fear. "Those mortals infected with the plague will scratch their ears and cheeks, as if they are itchy and unbearable, and they will not feel better until their skin is torn."

"Master, it's strange that the plague is only spreading among mortals."

"Yes, Master Nezha mentioned that Lü Yue, who set up the plague array, was good at using poison, which led to the fall of Xiqi."

Yang He didn't know whether Nezha was extremely worried right now. Given his senior brother's personality, it would be really hard for him to deal with the mess of the plague array.

Mingshan was stunned, then asked belatedly: "Qingsong, where is your junior sister?"

"not good!"

Qingsong's face turned pale, and he answered with a lump in his throat, "I saw that the plague in Yanqu Town was about to spread, so I used a paper horse to lead my junior sister to evacuate towards Xiqi."

"Bad news! The paper horse has already run out of the range of your telepathic perception!"

Mingshan slapped his thigh, "Even if we want to return to Xiqi, we must first contact Master Nezha. Only by coordinating internal and external forces can we ensure safety!!"

"Quick, Qingsong, let's chase Qingbo immediately. We should be able to stop him in front of the city gate."

Just as the master and disciple were about to leave, Yang He stretched out his hand to stop them, saying, "Mingshan, you will definitely not be able to make it in time with your method of turning paper into horses."

"Let me lead you. I need to be in seclusion for a while. You guys will be in charge of showing the way."

"Thank you, Immaculate Buddha."

Mingshan was overjoyed, not only because of Qingbo, but also because with the help of the saint's disciples, Xiqi might still be saved.

"Heizi, come out."

The shadow under Yang He's feet squirmed and a black cat emerged from it.

The palm-sized cat swelled up in the wind, and in just a few breaths it was four meters tall. Its every move was like a leopard walking like a dragon, and the sense of oppression was as real as reality.

The black cat bared its teeth and showed off in front of the master and disciple.

Then with a sweep of its tail, the two men and the stone statue fell on their backs.

Yang He chose to restrain his breath and lie dormant, turning into a stone statue to save his life.

(End of this chapter)