Mythology

Chapter 183 Yang He is a saint!
Yang He couldn't help but have concerns. After all, any change could potentially have negative effects, and he wouldn't necessarily benefit from the thankless work.

Over the past three thousand years, the world has undergone tremendous changes. The passage of time has brought about tremendous changes.

"Forget it. If you want to make a profit from the past three thousand years, it's better to choose some closed places, such as Qianyuan Mountain."

“Although the Zishi Sect has already settled in Qianyuan Mountain, they are not qualified to enter or leave the core area near Yuanshi Temple.”

"Besides, there's no reason to put my real self at risk."

If Yang He could master the basic knowledge, even farming would be enough to make him rich.

Mingyuan saw Yang He's uncertain expression and realized that he was doomed. He desperately rushed to the door and kept knocking on it.

"Master, save me!!"

"Master!!!"

Yang He didn't care and took away any objects left in the world of allusions.

As soon as the pile disappeared, Mingyuan pushed open the door of the granary and walked towards Master Guangjing in ecstasy, "Master, disciple..."

Before he could finish his words, the insect eggs attached to his body and soul began to hatch.

Mingyuan stood there in a daze, his flesh and bones crumbling bit by bit, his soul being completely devoured, and he watched himself turn into ashes.

Yang He called out the panel after confirming that everything was correct.

[Do you want to spend 10 points and go to the main world?]

"determine."

Yang He disappeared out of nowhere, and Mingyuan did not cause any commotion.

Master Guangjing frowned slightly, vaguely sensing something strange, but before he could investigate further, a huge amount of negative energy suddenly gathered into the wine shop.

"How long has it been? It should be the entry into the Jataka Sutra."

A novice monk walked out of the wine shop, his skin and flesh twisted continuously.

The swelling was most obvious on the head, with pus oozing from the eyes, ears, mouth and nose. At the same time, dozens of rats were gnawing at the feet, leaving white bones visible.

His eyes were full of enthusiasm, as if he had touched upon the key to the Unselfish Birth Story, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "I am the first to refine a charity ghost, hahahaha, the true teachings of the White Dragon Cave..."

"Well."

The monk covered his chest with his hands, and his spine made a sound of being overwhelmed.

The charity ghost began to retaliate, and the mere Zuodan realm was unable to suppress it, and soon, dense pus-filled sores appeared on the surface of the skin.

The soul was destroyed long before the body collapsed.

Master Guangjing was not surprised at all. He looked up at the sky. In the darkness, five-colored flames appeared at some point, as if they were very close.

A ray of fire fell and penetrated into the body of the dying novice monk.

Click.

The chest cavity collapsed and the head fell directly between the shoulders, leaving only the spine exposed.

how to say.

The body is like a candle and the spine is the wick.

Master Guangjing showed greed on his face, as this was the unique corpse candle of Bailong Mountain, and because of the alms-giving ghost, the corpse candle actually contained a little bit of the aura of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady.

But he didn't dare to get involved, for fear that if he made any move he would end up like a novice monk.

Ma Shan had his eyes on the corpse candle, which was said to be useful in cultivating the Five Flavors True Fire.

Xianghuo Town is very involved, not only Master Ma Shan, but Master Guangjing knows that there is also a fairy behind it, who seems to be the Taoist Master Ran Deng.

"As long as there are no omissions, I should be able to make further progress."

Master Guangjing forced himself not to look at the bones and candles.

After a while, the negative energy swept in again, and the novice monks gradually turned into corpses and candles. If they wanted to refine the alms ghost containing the saint's disciples, they could only take their chances.

In the next few days, corpse candles could be seen everywhere in Xianghuo Town.

The temple priests were inevitably terrified, but no one cared about them. Even if they died from the erosion of negative energy, it would only cost one more candle.

Master Guangjing was unable to interfere and could only try his best to ensure that the yin energy was strong enough to suppress it with the incense.

When there were only three people left, the cold wind continued to howl.

Master Guangjing raised his eyebrows, noticing that the other two were already corpses, only a novice monk with the Buddhist name Kongwu was still alive.

"Nothingness, the Alms-giving Ghost he refined is related to the Nine Netherworld Su Nu?"

The deafening sound of chanting rang out, and Master Guangjing's ears felt sore.

"A woman should combine yin and yang, avoid taboos, and always take advantage of the vitality. If a couple grows old, even if they give birth to children, they will not live long..."

Sora stood in the middle of the street with an elusive smile on his face.

Master Guangjing was overjoyed. As long as one person was introduced to the Sutra of Anatta, it would not be considered a failure, and he did not have to worry about being blamed by his master Ma Shan.

The empty head spun a few times, and then broke out of the body.

Its spine changed into a long snake, and the aura it emitted quickly reached the killing ghost. The invisible ghost domain enveloped the entire Xianghuo Town.

The Jiuyou Su Nu originally had an image of a human face and a snake body, very similar to Nuwa, but the existence in front of him was somewhat similar and evil.

The melodious singing voice echoed for hundreds of miles, and the ground began to shake.

Master Guangjing covered his chest with his hands, his expression filled with fear, but all the organs in his body that could make sounds were singing along with Jiuyou Su Nu.

Can you imagine the movement of blood flowing in your blood vessels becoming increasingly bizarre?
Master Guangjing opened his mouth, and his internal organs gradually turned into various musical instruments, his blood vessels and meridians turned into strings, and his consciousness became blurred.

He would rather face the ghost realm that would tear his body and soul apart by himself.

"Guang Jing."

Master Guangjing's strange feelings suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes and saw a five-colored flame hanging in front of him with a human face in the center.

"Disciple Guangjing greets Master."

Master Guangjing felt relieved and said quickly, "Master, one of our outer disciples has successfully refined the alms ghost of the Nine Netherworld Su Nu."

Ma Shan did not reply, his eyes were extremely indifferent.

"Master, I have fulfilled my mission."

"Where is the Immaculate Buddha?"

Master Guangjing was stunned and subconsciously glanced at Xianghuo Town.

There are thirty corpse candles in total.

No matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the one that Mingyuan had transformed into. Could it be that Mingyuan was still alive? Impossible, there was no yin energy fluctuation in Xianghuo Town, so he couldn't have secretly escaped, right?
"Master, I promise that I have never slacked off!!"

Ma Shan exhaled a puff of smoke.

The Five Flames burned Master Guangjing from the inside out until he was reduced to ashes, but his consciousness was still being tortured.

"Ma Shan."

Ma Shan lowered his head and looked at the ground, only to see an old man appear in Xianghuo Town at some point in time.

The old man had a thin face, a double bun on his head, earlobes that fell to his shoulders, and he held an oil lamp in his hand that could go out at any time.

"You should know that this matter has nothing to do with him."

"Well, it has nothing to do with you, Taoist Burning Lamp."

The Taoist Master Ran Deng smiled but said nothing. Ma Shan added, "Tao Master Ran Deng, please calculate the cause and effect of the Immortal Buddha. Something is wrong."

"I have."

"I never thought that the Immaculate Buddha was just a Dharmakaya outside of his body."

The Taoist Master Ran Deng spoke to himself: "I am afraid that the Immaculate Buddha is not his only Dharmakāya. I can feel that this person's Dharmakāya is like the stars in the sky."

"Not a saint, but better than a saint. Otherwise, how could he come and go without a trace?"

Ma Shan nodded and said, "Randeng Taoist, do you still remember the secular name of Immaculate Buddha?"

"..."

The Taoist Master Ran Deng laughed in silence, and the name seemed to jump out of his throat, but when the time came, he had already forgotten it completely.

For a half-step saint like him, something was obviously wrong.

"I was wrong."

"He is a saint, indeed a saint!!"

After thinking about it, the Taoist Master Ran Deng decided that the secular name of the Immaculate Buddha should be two words.

His expression was unfathomable. As for the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Nuwa and the Three Pure Ones, his impression was that none of the existing saints had taboos that were "unknowable".

Ma Shan said: "The townspeople said that he called himself...Yu Zheng."

"Randeng Taoist, I will give you the incarnation of the Nine Nether Su Nu from Nuwa's sect. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other. Do not come to Bailong Mountain to look for me again."

Ma Shan was cautious in his words, and after he finished speaking, he fled into the mountains in the northwest.

The Taoist priest Ran Deng flicked his sleeves and captured the incarnation of Jiuyou Su Nu, "Jiuyou Su Nu, I can help you escape from Nuwa Palace."

Jiuyou Su Nu opened her eyes, and her consciousness descended upon this extremely inferior body.

"What conditions?"

"After the change of dynasties, some incarnations were fabricated to teach me."

"Just that?"

"That's all. Yes, but you can add one more thing. Ask if there is a new saint in the world. His alias may be Yu Zheng."

Jiuyou Su Nu stared at Randeng Taoist for a long time, but she really couldn't figure out what the latter was thinking.

"can."

She hurriedly left Xianghuo Town, leaving the Taoist Master Ran Deng alone.

.........

Main world, valley.

Yu Zheng has been in charge of guarding the perimeter of the hanging coffin burial complex for several days.

He didn't notice anything strange. He never saw Jiuyou Su Nu, but he did eliminate the evil spirits that haunted the tomb one batch after another.

"The casualties among the detectives are decreasing, and the hanging coffin burials have probably been mostly explored."

"I have collected all the resources I promised the Third Ancestor. It is almost time to evacuate the valley, otherwise the court will easily discover my identity."

Yu Zheng didn't think there was any corpse of Jiuyou Su Nu.

Jiuyou Su Nu is a legendary immortal deity. Even if her corpse has survived to this day, she should have become a ghost deity in the endless hell.

"But there is most likely a murderous ghost inside the hanging coffin burial, and it may have even come to the mortal world, otherwise the imperial court would not be in such a mess."

dong dong dong.

Yu Zheng heard noises coming from the tomb again, and the detectives rushed to the rock wall as usual.

He pretended to activate his pupil ghost, and while the constable's attention was not on him, he turned around and left without hesitation.

suddenly.

Yu Zheng felt a chill down his spine.

He looked back at the rock wall. In the thick inky fog, he could hear the wailing of the constables one after another, which was creepy.

"The killer ghost is out of control?"

"The Imperial Court has already deployed several inspectors, how could they let the killer ghost get out of control!!"

Yu Zheng did not dare to slow down and ran madly, but after running a few steps, he found himself in front of a whole rock wall, and he arrived near the hanging coffin burial site as if trapped in a maze.

Scales rubbed against the rock wall, and a winding black shadow emerged from the tomb.

Yu Zheng didn't dare to breathe, and then he looked closely and saw that the black shadow was a hundred-meter-long woman's neck with beautiful facial features at the end.

"Nine Netherworld Su Nu?"

He deliberately checked the ancient records about Jiuyou Su Nu, and it was true that she had a human face and a snake body.

Yu Zheng conveyed his thoughts to Yang He while restraining his breath. The Taoist heritage of the Zishi Sect was not up to par, but there was one thing that was very outstanding.

The members of the Zishi Sect are like rats hiding in the dark, difficult to detect.

call.

Yu Zheng's expression froze.

The giant face was already within half a meter, and its cloudy eyes looked him up and down.

The voice of a woman singing a yellow oriole out of the valley filled my ears.

"You are...Yu Zheng?"

Yu Zheng was completely stunned. He had never used his real name in Gougu, so how did Jiuyou Su Nu know it?
The giant face bit Yu Zheng and carried him into the depths of the tomb.

(End of this chapter)