Mythology

Chapter 166: Beating Shen Gongbao

Shen Gongbao watched the fist fall on his face.

Yang He’s strength was infused into his brain with overwhelming force. One could hear crisp crackling sounds, which were made when the skull could not bear the weight.

Shen Gongbao tried to circulate his Yin Energy to block Yang He's punch.

The result was of no avail.

His eyes were bulging, his nose was sunken, and two rows of yellowed teeth were directly broken.

puff.

Shen Gongbao vomited blood and almost fainted. He was filled with shock and fear. Why had this person kept a low profile in the Chan sect before?

He only knew that Yang He was a corpse-reincarnated immortal body, which was the lowest level among the immortal bodies.

But it can be shown everywhere that it is impossible to be a simple corpse-reincarnation immortal body!!!

Shen Gongbao caught the surprise in Yang He's eyes. The latter seemed not to have anticipated the terrifying strength of his own body.

"Fellow Daoist, I think there is a misunderstanding. People's words are trustworthy. How dare I break my promise to you?"

Shen Gongbao's speech was unclear and he could only squeeze out words with difficulty, but Yang He ignored him and exerted force directly with his right leg.

boom!
Knee-kick to the abdomen.

Shen Gongbao felt his internal organs all mixed up. He opened his mouth and spat out all the broken teeth he had swallowed. The Yin Qi could not stop him at all.

The only thing Yang He was thankful for was that it was his left foot that was blessed by the Three-Headed, Six-Armed Dharmakaya.

"madman!!"

Shen Gongbao had an ugly look on his face. He relied on his eloquence to speak differently to different people. He had quite a few connections in both the orthodox and unorthodox sects. But today he happened to meet a fool.

He felt extremely depressed, and his spiritual heart almost cracked.

Logically speaking, the person he wanted to kill was King Zhou Di Xin. Isn't that exactly what you, the Chan sect, mean?

If we say that Yang He was avenging Jiang Ziya, the problem is that Jiang Ziya's entry into Lu Tai was completely wishful thinking. Although Shen Gongbao was somewhat targeting him, it was impossible for him to harm his life before the Battle of the Gods.

Shen Gongbao thought about it and felt that he didn't know Yang He, and there was nothing disrespectful in his previous contact with Taiyi Zhenren.

Why did Yang He start fighting as soon as the two met?

Could it be because I said, "Fellow Taoist, please stay"?

"Photography!"

Shen Gongbao did not dare to delay, and suddenly created ripples like water, and Yang He's four arms in front of him exerted force at the same time.

Boom! !

A wave of air rose.

If Lutai had not already become a haunted ghost town, Yang He's single strike would have been enough to bring the building down.

Yang He turned around and looked around. He saw mirrors with rippling water hanging in the air. Shen Gongbao was hiding in one of them, breathing heavily.

Shen Gongbao's expression was solemn, and his wounds were healing little by little.

This child cannot be kept!
He saw that Yang He's magical powers had not yet reached full maturity.

The three-headed and six-armed Dharmakaya only has two heads and four arms, and the Dharma of Heaven and Earth is only in its infancy, but it just illustrates the excellence of his aptitude and talent.

Once Yang Hecheng grows up, he will definitely be a disaster to Da Shang.

We must find a way to kill him!!!
"Fellow Daoist, Senior Brother Jiang is in danger. The best way is to go to the ninth floor of Lutai. You will know after you meet him..."

Yang He did not give Shen Gongbao a chance to continue speaking, and the pupil between his eyebrows opened wide.

The left leg gathered strength, countless eyes opened and closed all over the body, and the four arms were gradually developing special abilities.

thump.

Yang He stepped on a hole with his foot and then struck out with his stone arm.

"No way, no way."

Shen Gongbao murmured a few words, not believing that Yang He could find his true whereabouts.

He was missing half of his head, unable to use the ghost realm, and his magical powers were not good at attacking, so it was understandable that his physical strength was difficult to match.

"But how can the gap in spiritual awareness be bridged through the magical power of the immortal body!!!"

suddenly.

All eyes looked towards one place.

Shen Gongbao's heart was trembling wildly, and he roared with distorted features.

"you……"

The precious mirror, which had once withstood a large number of spells without any damage, collided with the stone arm, and the splashed powder raised dust.

Cracks began to spread on the mirror, and then it broke into pieces.

Shen Gongbao was sure that it only took Yang He a few breaths to lock onto him, and it had nothing to do with spiritual consciousness. The other party's spiritual pupils were not as simple as they seemed, and it was very likely to be a kind of hidden special immortal body.

Little did they know that the spiritual vision, which was close to eight thousand points, was more mysterious than the immortal body.

"You are simply blessed by heaven. How could heaven love you so much!!!"

Shen Gongbao's mentality was broken, and his ribs broke immediately.

Yang He's four arms stretched left and right, wantonly venting the power that had nowhere to be released, while also being able to better adapt to the combination of the three ghosts.

Bang bang bang.

Yang He kicked Shen Gongbao to the second floor, and pressed his poisonous hand on the latter's head, and the drought and plague poison along with the insect eggs acted on his flesh and blood.

Shen Gongbao seemed a little dazed, but soon regained his ruthlessness.

He opened his bloody mouth, and when Yang He was circulating his Yin Qi, he seized the opportunity that flashed by and vomited blood.

The blood turned into a gem and crashed into Yang He's neck.

Whoosh.

Yang He did not dodge, allowing the blood drop to pierce his neck, his flesh and bones exploded, leaving only a thin layer of skin and flesh connecting his head and body.

Shen Gongbao let out a long sigh and finally escaped from the continuous attacks.

Next, try to find Yang He's flaw. "Hmm?"

Shen Gongbao was dumbfounded, but saw Yang He's three Yang Fires shaking, and then a large amount of granulation tissue grew on his neck. The wound healed in the blink of an eye, leaving only white marks on the skin surface.

He quickly activated the spell again, and the blood in his intestines surged up.

Shen Gongbao had opened his mouth again, but Yang He was faster.

Yang He grabbed Shen Gongbao's neck to stop the bleeding, then threw Shen Gongbao into the stairs with force.

He communicated with Bigan's stomach and Shen Gongbao was sent directly to the eighth level.

.........

Huang Feihu was trapped on the eighth floor and did not act rashly. He had already carved various spiritual patterns on the ground walls, intending to force his way out of the predicament.

Just as he was perfecting the spiritual pattern, a figure inhumane shape crashed into the wall.

Four roaring monster dragons rushed into the house and bit Shen Gongbao's hands and feet. Then countless insect eggs hatched into ladybugs.

Huang Feihu was speechless as the giant who was over four meters tall chased him into the eighth floor.

The giant's four arms twisted, and Shen Gongbao's eyes were full of coldness before he died. He watched helplessly as his life was cut off and he was beaten to death.

"who are you?"

Huang Feihu stared at Yang He vigilantly, distinguishing the three-headed and six-armed Dharmakaya and the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, but the combination of the two magical powers was unheard of.

And the opponent was obviously able to remain unaffected at Lutai.

Could it be... coming down from heaven?
Huang Feihu felt a bull roar from his chest, and the five-colored divine bull in his body was ready to go.

"General Huang, it's me, Yang He."

Yang He cancelled the magic of heaven and earth, his Yin energy was exhausted, and there were sounds of ghosts colliding with him in his Niwan Palace. Every time he used the three ghosts to merge into one, the ghosts would inevitably lose control afterwards.

He couldn't help coughing. The law of heaven and earth is definitely not something that ordinary people can practice.

Without an immortal body, he could not even withstand the backlash of the Law of Heaven and Earth, not to mention that the giant Yang He transformed into was only four meters tall.

After Yang Jian became an immortal, he used this magic to reach a size of ten thousand feet.

The description in the original work is 'with the head resting on the mountain, the feet on the water, and at ease with yin and yang'.

Huang Feihu couldn't help but look up to Yang He, thinking back to eleven years ago, when Yang He was a rookie and used his three-headed and six-armed Dharma body he would suffer eight hundred casualties, but now he can foresee that he will become an immortal in the future.

I heard that Yang He and Nezha are from the same lineage and they were related in their previous lives. If you think about it carefully, the corpse Taoist should be close to the Shang Dynasty.

Well, we have to find a way to let Jiang Ziya persuade Yang He to stay in Chaoge.

Yang He's mind moved, and the Taoist leather robe swallowed the flesh of the corpse.

"That corpse belongs to Shen Gongbao. I attacked him because I saw him doing something else in Lutai. Unfortunately, he is not dead. Shen Gongbao is timid and cautious. I guess he has taken over someone else's body somewhere in the palace."

The key to the second generation disciples' magical power of possessing another's body lies in the object of entrustment.

Taiyi Zhenren is a limb, and Jiang Ziya is wrapped in rags.

Yang He guessed that Shen Gongbao's object of dependence was his head, so he only had half a head and hid the other half to prevent any accidents.

It is impossible for Shen Gongbao to have only one superior genital organ to protect himself, and his mount Black Panther has never appeared either. An old bastard is always an old bastard.

"If he doesn't leave himself a way out, I'll have to put in at least some more effort."

"The second generation disciples are too difficult to kill. The Chan Sect's body is immortal, while the Jie Sect's soul is immortal. We must replace them once and for all."

Yang He secretly communicated with Bigan, "General Huang, let's meet up with Uncle Jiang first. We must not let the king die in Lutai."

He suspected that Shen Gongbao came for King Zhou. The plot of The Investiture of the Gods had already somewhat collapsed and seemed to be out of control.

"kindness."

Huang Feihu looked unhappy and quickly followed Yang He.

The two came to the ninth floor.

The ninth floor seemed to be the highest point of Lu Tai. The strong wind outside the window was crackling, and the biting cold wind poured into the house through the gaps.

Yang He noticed at a glance the straw rope hanging from the beam.

He couldn't help but think of the straw rope leading to Nuwa Palace. The two were almost identical. Could he really climb into heaven along the straw rope?

"Nephew, come and lend a hand!!"

Jiang Ziya was holding a tripod and boiling some elixir.

King Zhou curled up in a corner, clear water constantly coming out of his mouth and nose, his yang fire was mostly extinguished, and he was murmuring Queen Jiang's name.

When Huang Feibao saw the two men, he collapsed to the ground as if relieved.

Yang He realized that Shen Gongbao wanted King Zhou to die, and used the Lu Tai to create an evil spirit to rule the declining Shang Dynasty.

"If I hadn't intervened, Shen Gongbao would have most likely succeeded."

He assisted Jiang Ziya in refining the elixir. Not long after, the aroma of medicine spread in the air, and then a crystal clear pill came out of the furnace.

The pill fell into King Zhou's mouth, and the signs of water loss disappeared.

King Zhou was out of danger, but his body and soul were slightly damaged.

"Master, thank you for coming, otherwise it would have caused a disaster."

Jiang Ziya frowned slightly and noticed that Yang He was staring in one direction, not knowing what he was looking at.

"what happened?"

"The harem breeds a batch of corpse babies every seven days. Is tonight exactly that day?"

Huang Feihu was stunned and realized what Yang He was worried about. He wondered if the night-wandering ghost covered in fox fur would appear again.

Jiang Ziya went in and out of Lutai several times, but still didn't figure out the origin of the Night Wandering God.

"Let's leave Lutai first."

Yang He discovered that his spiritual vision had quietly exceeded eight thousand points.

Damn it, nothing good will happen whenever I meet Shen Gongbao.

(End of this chapter)