Mythology

Chapter 161 My Ghost Prince is one year old

Tian Mingyu hurried over, his face filled with greed that was hard to conceal.

The animal skin at the neck squirmed, and half of the mink's head poked out, trying to smell the faint corpse odor emanating from Yang He's death.

"It's a day later than expected, but it doesn't matter."

As soon as it approached the bedroom, the mink became extremely excited. Compared to not long ago, the corpse baby's spiritual power had apparently increased.

"Wonderful, wonderful..."

"It's worthy of the opportunity to come to Lutai. As long as I refine the corpse infant, my chances of advancing to the Concentrated Spirit (Killing Ghost) will increase by at least 30%."

Tian Mingyu straightened his Taoist robe a little, then pushed open the door and entered the house.

"Your humble servant greets Her Majesty the Queen."

"Doctor Tian, ​​how is the emperor's condition?"

Tian Mingyu's breathing stopped for a moment, and he stared at Yang He with a fascinated expression.

The rest of the corpses have turned into bones, only Yang He still has some life, but he has lost consciousness and can no longer absorb Yin energy.

"Three heads and six arms, spiritual pupils, ghostly body, enough to rival an acquired immortal body!!!"

Tian Mingyu quickly said, "Empress, I have a magical pill that I found in a fairy mountain. It can prolong the life of the prince."

He took out the jade box containing the elixir from his arms.

The aroma of medicine filled the air.

There was thirty percent of negative energy gathering around the elixir in the bedroom.

Tian Mingyu felt a little painful. This pill was prepared for impacting the state of concentration. It did have the effect of prolonging life. The most important thing was that there was a wisp of residual soul attached to it, which could be used to control the corpse baby.

When Yang He died, he used his remaining soul to abduct the dead baby.

Queen Jiang looked at the pill for a few breaths, then put it into Yang He's mouth.

Yang Heyang's fire became stronger, but it was only a temporary solution and not a permanent cure. The elixir that could extend a normal person's life by ten years only extended the corpse baby's life by half a day.

He did not waste the medicinal power and created a second poisonous hand for the powerful ghost.

The pupil ghost restrained the yang fire and ignored the residual soul running around in the meridians, trying his best to create the illusion that the corpse was about to die.

The dead baby is not considered a living person, so it is not difficult to hide it from Tian Mingyu.

"Wei Chen retire."

Tian Mingyu left the palace with four disciples.

After just a few steps, four heads fell to the ground.

Tian Mingyu collected the disciple's body with an unchanged expression. This matter was of great importance and could not afford any mistakes. Even the true disciples could not be let off.

"After I concentrate my mind, I will burn incense for you every year."

Tian Mingyu stood not far from the bedroom. As the sky gradually darkened, he could feel that the corpse baby's yang fire was also dimming.

"My son, my son!!"

There were bursts of mournful cries coming from the bedroom again, and the palace maids called for the imperial physician to come into the palace.

Tian Mingyu remained silent, his chest heaving with excitement.

He knew that Queen Jiang could not leave the bedroom unless she was promoted to a killing ghost. Otherwise, the magic circle set up by Shen Gongbao would only allow her to enter and leave the bedroom once every seven days.

"It is estimated that many people have already noticed the movement in the bedroom. Due to Fellow Daoist Shen, it should not attract their attention in the short term."

thump.

dong dong.

Queen Jiang struck the ground, and the negative energy formed a tornado.

Tian Mingyu felt like his days were numbered, fearing that some monks would approach his bedroom.

After a long time, the noise made by Queen Jiang finally stopped. The doors and windows were covered in blood, and it was unknown how many palace maids had died.

Tian Mingyu carefully swept the bedroom and found that Queen Jiang had consumed too much Yin energy and had fallen asleep.

"Photography!"

He did not dare to hesitate. With a thought, he used the residual soul to cast a spell. The corpse baby turned into a flash of light and landed in Tian Mingyu's palm.

"Emperor!!!"

Queen Jiang woke up and cracks began to spread on the walls of her bedroom.

Tian Mingyu rolled and crawled away, his Taoist robe soaked with cold sweat.

He understood that the commotion was too loud and Shen Gongbao might have already known about it. He could not stay in the palace, or even in Chaoge.

"Can't fit into the storage bag? Anyway, there's no smell leaking out, so just take it."

How could an ordinary storage bag withstand the three ghosts in Yang He's body?

Yang He carefully memorized Tian Mingyu's escape route. The several palaces that Tian Mingyu deliberately avoided should all be manned by monks.

Tian Mingyu was panting and his heart was beating in his throat.

Yang He secretly accumulated Yin energy, and at such a critical moment, the ghost's second poisonous hand was successfully completed, and only one foot was left to grow.

Tian Mingyu looked back at the bedroom and saw the yin energy rising nearby.

"How many ghosts does Fellow Daoist Shen plan to raise in the palace?"

Tian Mingyu shook his head in fear, and as soon as he escaped from the harem area, he immediately headed towards the nearest side door.

whee.

Suddenly, a baby's laughter was heard.

Tian Mingyu was stunned and subconsciously looked at Yang He.

Yang He grinned, and the moment his eyes opened, the remaining soul in his body turned to ashes, and then he summoned a ghost hand that became virtual.

"what!"

Tian Mingyu was caught off guard and screamed. The excruciating pain of his remaining soul's destruction swept through his Niwan Palace, and then the dead baby he was holding fell through his palm.

He endured the pain and lowered his head, only to see the smile on the corpse baby's face grow brighter.

This freak...isn't dead?
wrong.

It has intelligence!

Yang He's eyes turned red, and he used the Fa Tian Xiang Di (Fate of Heaven and Earth). The descending ghost took the pupil ghost and the power ghost and merged into the corpse of the baby, and its body suddenly began to swell.

Before Tian Mingyu could react, the corpse baby was already more than two meters away.

boom.

The giant baby grinned, and when it swung its fist, a dragon head was formed.

Tian Mingyu was blasted three or four meters away. Yang Heyi's elbow directly cracked his skull, and his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were all dented.

The three ghosts have similar cultivation levels, so their ability to control the laws of nature and nature can be fully utilized!
Yang He groaned, and most of the yang fire had been extinguished.

The ghost body of the corpse baby is indeed compatible with the three ghosts, but it is too fragile as it was just born, and it is somewhat overwhelmed after two attacks.

Yang He calmly threw his arm out. The poisonous dragon opened its mouth and bit Tian Mingyu, evaporating 60% of his blood.

Yang He gave up his arm without hesitation, and at the same time cancelled the Law of Heaven and Earth, and headed towards Lutai regardless of the broken bones and tendons.

Any permanent character would be able to fight against Tian Mingyu.

But the corpse baby was really a stretch, after all, the child was not even a month old.

Yang He remembered Tian Mingyu's breath and got rid of him in the blink of an eye.

Tian Mingyu's face looked extremely ugly. Due to the delay, he could not find Yang He. He only knew that the latter seemed to be planning to go to Lutai.

He wanted to follow closely, but gave up after only a few steps with fear on his face.

.........

As night falls, the moonlight casts a silver hue over the grass and trees.

Yang He discovered that the closer he got to Lutai, the thicker the Yin energy became, and the corpse baby's Yang fire could not withstand the erosion at all.

"Evil door."

There are two floors in Lutai, and the third floor is still under construction.

The lights were bright inside, and the wind was filled with a slightly greasy scent of rouge, as well as a faint sour odor of spoiled old wine.

The baby transformed by Yang He climbed to the top of the branch.

I noticed that Yingying and Yanyan in Lutai had dazed faces and kept pacing in place. How should I put it? It was like they were trapped in a ghost wall and couldn't escape.

There are still many soldiers on the periphery ready for battle, and several generals are very skilled.

Yang He looked around but didn't see Jiang Ziya yet.

"We can't force our way in. The soldiers won't believe I'm some Shang prince. Let's find a place to bury him. It will also be convenient for next time..."

"kindness?"

Yang He looked surprised, and Tonggui found that a woman at the bottom of Lutai looked familiar.

The woman was dignified and beautiful, wearing a long dress embroidered with a phoenix. Her pupils were not visible in her empty eye sockets, and tears of blood could not stop flowing.

Click.

The woman turned her head 90 degrees and stared at Yang He, with the corners of her mouth raised to her ears.

Yang He felt cold all over. The woman was obviously Queen Jiang. Who was the real and who was the fake between the two Queen Jiangs inside and outside Lu Tai?

The torches flickered.

The soldiers were always keeping an eye on Lu Tai, and naturally noticed the woman's abnormality.

The general sent a team of soldiers to go to the bushes where Yang He was. They had strict military discipline and the yin energy they emitted as they walked formed a whole.

Yang He took several steps back, and his yang fire was almost extinguished.

"Let's go. We'll find a way to revive the baby later."

Yang He had already chosen a remote corner to bury the body. As a master of formations who was proficient in making living stakes, the yin energy here gathered and did not disperse, which could ensure that the corpse would not rot too quickly.

pat pat pat.

The crisp footsteps came from far away.

Yang He's expression froze. The voice came from behind him.

The soldiers were obviously panicking and looking at the bushes with incredible eyes. A huge woman was pushing aside the grass and trees.

"Your Majesty!"

Queen Jiang was covered in blood, but her wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The stimulation from Yang He's previous death actually allowed her to break through the bottleneck of the evil ghost, and the extremely terrifying aura of the killing ghost spread.

"Emperor!!"

The grass and trees grew hands and feet, and evil spirits were born in droves.

The soldiers were in chaos. Anyone who looked directly at Queen Jiang would grow extra limbs all over their body and turn into a twisted human centipede.

Yang He was already on the verge of death, and his yang fire was unable to withstand the impact of the murderous ghost.

"Hey"

He let out a complicated sigh, and his life force was completely gone.

[Your character "Prince" has died, and the role-playing story ends]

Queen Jiang came quickly and tremblingly picked up the limp Yang He. The dark clouds in the sky obscured the waning moon, and she let out a long cry towards the sky.

"Emperor!!!"

The air waves spread so widely that they could be heard throughout Chaoge.

.........

Yang He returned to the main world and exchanged his harvest immediately.

【Descending ghost (evil ghost)】

[The second arm of the ghost corpse fairy head]

After the exchange, the aura of the descending ghosts in the main world surged, and they became restless again, and in a moment they crossed the bottleneck of the evil ghost realm.

Seeing this, the pupil ghost opened and closed, and took the descending ghost to experience the beauty of the four levels of hell.

Yang He's mind was not on the Niwan Palace at all. He allowed the descending ghost to consolidate his cultivation. After the three ghosts calmed down, he summoned the panel again.

[Vulgar things: Heart is born, heart is born and blood is born]

[Related stories: "Heart-digger", "Blood-pit ghost", whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the story world]

"determine."

Yang He had a premonition the moment the corpse baby's life stopped.

The dead baby is not dead.

wrong.

The corpse baby has never lived, so how can it die?

Sure enough, what came into view was a lavender light.

[Ghost Prince (Purple): Every seven nights, a baby is born in the harem of the Great Shang Dynasty, but you are the only legitimate eldest son of the Great Shang Dynasty. Now that you have just passed the Zhou Dynasty, you must always be on guard against the princes. ]

"Zhou Xu."

Yang He understood that Zhou Qiu meant he was one year old.

The Ghost Prince's age increase has nothing to do with Queen Jiang's promotion to a killing ghost, and seems to be due to Yang He playing the role for the second time.

"He is indeed a freak."

"Does it mean you grow one year older every time you die? The average life span is five days?"

"What a weird character."

(End of this chapter)