Mythology

Chapter 190 Our Qianyuan Mountain is the best (asking for monthly tickets)

Yang He did not bring the black cat with him, but with his current level of cultivation, three hundred miles would only take a day.

In the evening, the temple on the mountainside could be seen. No one had been there for a long time, the path was overgrown with weeds, and the mountain gate was crumbling.

Yang He did not find any trace of Master Qingfeng and his two disciples.

Considering the limited strength of the three men, they simply opened up a cave on the next hill and stayed in it to meditate in order to become killing ghosts.

Occasionally refining one or two pills, his life is very consistent with his understanding of cultivating immortals.

The faint fireworks spread out, like ribbons wrapped around the mountains.

Two days later.

Master Qingfeng and his apprentice Shanshan rushed to the temple. The three of them worked hard for a whole day to repair the damage to the walls and eaves. At least the temple was no longer leaky on all sides.

The statue of Nuwa stands in the center of the main hall and has been repainted.

"Invite Queen Jiang to the temple."

Mingshan Mingshui agreed, carried a new statue into the main hall, and then carefully placed it in the position of the Nuwa girl.

Compared with the statue of Nuwa, the statue of Queen Jiang is obviously more spiritual.

The whole body is made of rock, wearing elegant robes, holding a baby in his arms, looking forward with a smile, and every move is lifelike.

"I hope that Jiang will practice well here in the future and try to get rid of his anger as soon as possible."

Taoist Qingfeng muttered to himself for a while, and took the initiative to light a stick of incense for Queen Jiang.

Queen Jiang blinked in response, and the burning speed of the incense and candles increased.

Taoist Qingfeng nodded slightly. This method is to build a golden body, which can dispel evil spirits and hostility, but it can only work if the evil spirits themselves are willing.

You know, the murderous ghost's murderous spirit will continue to grow, which means that Queen Jiang must stay in the temple until her soul is gone.

"Jiang, there is no one living within 20 miles of the temple, so you don't have to worry about being disturbed."

"Perhaps you will have a chance to reincarnate only after the fall of the Shang Dynasty and the restoration of peace in the world. Lord Wuliang."

Taoist Qingfeng opened his mouth and two rays of dim light fell into the eyes of the golden body.

The cloudy eyes became lively, indicating that Queen Jiang had become part of the statue.

As if feeling the long-lost clarity, Queen Jiang's smile widened even more, and she then guided the Yin energy into the bodies of the three masters and apprentices.

The three of them immediately meditated and refined the energy, and soon absorbed it all, with their cultivation levels improving slightly.

"Bright mountains and clear waters, why don't you thank Queen Jiang for the Yin Qi she bestowed upon you."

"Thank you Queen Jiang."

Taoist Qingfeng asked the two to burn incense again, and then began to set up the magic circle again.

The magic circle is mainly used to prevent birds and beasts from mistakenly entering the temple. With Queen Jiang here, it can last for at least fifty years. By then, the outcome will surely be settled.

"Master, do you think that if a large number of mortals offer sacrifices to Queen Jiang, will she become an immortal or a god?"

Taoist Qingfeng's face changed slightly, "Don't talk nonsense, incense is not a panacea, but it is filled with distracting thoughts, which will only make Jiang family fall deeper and deeper into the evil spirit of mindless evil."

"I see."

Ming Shan and Ming Shui looked at each other and engraved the spiritual patterns honestly.

The magic circle was already almost complete, and soon the Yin energy became extremely regular, and then a light mist enveloped the temple on the mountainside.

Taoist Qingfeng came to the outside of the main hall and looked at the statue of Nuwa carefully.

"Almost there. Mingshan Mingshui, you offer the full sacrifice to Saint Nuwa, and we will set off for Xiqi early tomorrow morning."

He couldn't help but smile when he thought of his senior brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

No matter Nezha or the Corpse Taoist, they both have great magical powers, and their cultivation progress is unknown. They will definitely not stand still like himself.

boom.

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard.

Taoist Qingfeng frowned slightly and couldn't help but secretly scold his disciple for being clumsy.

"Master!"

"Can there be mistakes in placing the offerings? How many years have you followed me?"

"No, Master..."

When Taoist Qingfeng heard Mingshan's frightened murmurs, he quickly turned to look towards the main hall.

Mingshan and Mingshui were seen standing there in a daze, staring at the statue of Nuwa in horror. At some point, the statue's head had been lost.

The broken neck was extremely smooth, with blood flowing out of it.

Taoist Qingfeng took several steps back, then took out a dozen talismans and stuck them on the altar, trying to touch the statue of Nuwa that was obviously abnormal.

"Come on, help me carry the statue of Queen Jiang!!"

The golden statue of Queen Jiang was created not long ago. Once it is damaged, the murderous ghost's violence can no longer be controlled, and all lives within a hundred miles will be destroyed.

Taoist Qingfeng took two steps at a time and lifted up the statue of Queen Jiang.

An indescribable weight weighs on my shoulders. Even with the support of mountains and rivers, I still walk with a stagger, and the weight has increased several times.

Puff puff.

The talisman burned out without fire, and the statue of Nuwa had bone hyperplasia on its neck.

There was a spine growing out from the neck, at the end of which was the human face of Jiuyou Su Nu, who was chanting scriptures incoherently.

Taoist Qingfeng was in a dilemma. If they continued, both the master and the disciple would die.

It seems that the only option is to give up the golden body.

Taoist Qingfeng gritted his teeth and prepared to push away the bright mountains and clear waters.

At this moment, he heard a familiar voice in his ear, "Brother, let go, the three of you should not interfere in this matter."

Taoist Qingfeng looked incredulous and noticed a figure appearing at the door.

It has been more than ten years since the last time I met Yang He. Time has made me older, but it has not been reflected in my brother.

Master Qingfeng and his disciple felt a subtle force acting on their chests.

The three of them flew out of the mountain gate. Yang He summoned his stone arm and propped up Queen Jiang's golden body.

I can feel that the golden body is still getting heavier.

boom.

Yang He's feet sank into the ground, and his flesh, blood and bones began to follow the Nine Netherworlds Su Nu's singing, and the sound they made became more and more like an accompaniment.

Jiuyou Su Nu's face moved closer, and a disgusting smell filled the air.

It's basically a rotting corpse!!
"Are you a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren?"

Jiuyou Su Nu's mind was in a state of confusion. After recognizing Yang He's identity, she restrained her aura, "Queen Jiang, this won't work. This person is destined to be my incarnation!"

Yang He stared at the Nine Netherworld Lady, and his spiritual vision revealed information.

[The Remnant Soul of Jiuyou Su Nu]

"Strange, it really is the Nine Netherworld Su Nu."

Jiuyou Su Nu influenced Queen Jiang, and the limbs of her golden body began to shrink and disappear.

Yang He opened the pupil ghost at the center of his brow, and then the sun ghost domain enveloped the main hall. The pupil ghost turned into a sun that isolated the Nine Netherworlds Su Nu.

Jiuyou Su Nu was not in her prime and was unable to react in time.

The copper coin sword flashed by.

The flesh and skin with scales fell off, causing Jiuyou Su Nu to howl to the sky.

Yang He was extremely calm. He took the piece of flesh and skin and planned to use it as the main material for Black Cat's transformation into a Four-Beast Monster.

"The remnant soul of the Nine Netherworld Su Nu can descend upon the statue of Nuwa, and its image is a human face and a snake body. This may have some inexplicable connection with it."

He walked quickly to the entrance of the main hall, and the moment he stepped over the threshold, his spiritual vision suddenly increased without warning, and warm sunlight brushed his face.

"What the hell?"

He raised his eyes and saw that he had not known when the sky was covered by a large patch of fiery clouds. He could vaguely see that there was infinite Buddha light accumulating in the air.

“It’s the Taoist Master Ran Deng!”

"It seems that what Jiuyou Su Nu did was indeed instructed by Burning Lamp Taoist. Jiuyou Su Nu must have bred more than one or two incarnations."

Yang He couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts. He didn't understand what Master Ran Deng wanted to do and why he was involved with Jiuyou Su Nu.

He deduced again and found that even if Queen Jiang was rescued, the disaster in the valley of the main world would not stop. The Nine Netherworlds Su Nu would still exist in the tomb, but she would be transformed from other evil spirits.

"go."

Yang He made a decision quickly, and a large number of eye worms drilled into Queen Jiang's golden body.

The temperature of the sunlight emitted by the fiery clouds increased sharply. If Yang He crossed the line even a little bit, Master Ran Deng would not hold back.

Yang He's flesh sizzled and another pearl on his penis shattered.

He pulled a wisp of Yin energy away from the golden body.

The Yin energy contains Queen Jiang’s true spirit, and 99% of her memories are contained within it.

Taoist Master Ran Deng did not stop them, but took the golden body of Queen Jiang into the temple. As the door was closed heavily, bursts of chewing could be heard from inside.

Yang He heard Jiuyou Su Nu murmuring words like teaching and imparting knowledge.

The volcanic clouds dissipated, and the mountaintop returned to the unique silence of late night.

Boom! !

There appeared a dilapidated pagoda in front of Yang He.

[The second floor of the ruined Linglong Pagoda]

[Originally, it was a mid-grade Yin treasure refined by the Taoist Master Ran Deng. After only two layers were left, it became a fake Yin treasure. After being refined, it can be large or small and can be used to seal ghosts. ]

Yang He carefully checked the second floor of the pagoda, and after confirming that there was no hidden hand from Master Randeng, he put it into the Niwan Palace. Looking back, he saw that the statue of Queen Jiang in the main hall had been replaced by Jiuyou Su Nu.

"Could it be that the purpose of the Burning Lamp Taoist is to teach and impart knowledge?"

He recalled Jiuyou Su Nu's mumbling to herself and guessed that it was probably right.

"As soon as the Investiture of the Gods ended, evil spirits were still everywhere in the world. This was an opportunity for Buddhism to spread its faith, and we were already planning for it."

"Next is Journey to the West."

"Once Tang Monk obtains the true scriptures, Buddhism will flourish completely."

Yang He didn't want to have anything to do with these old shady Buddhists, so he didn't enter the temple again. He hurriedly went into the mountain road to catch up with Qingfeng and his two disciples.

Mingshan and Mingshui were very worried, but Taoist Qingfeng was relatively calm.

"Don't panic, Brother is an immortal corpse..."

While Taoist Qingfeng was speaking, Yang He had already fallen to the side, his charred flesh falling off, revealing skin as white as a baby's.

"Brother!"

"Uncle Master!!"

Yang He threw out the Pure Yin Coffin and lay down in it skillfully. "Don't mention the temple's affairs to anyone else. It's not something you can get involved in."

"Junior brother understands."

"If you are going to Xiqi, please help me escort you there."

"it is good."

Taoist Qingfeng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. More than ten years had passed, and his senior brother was still his senior brother. He would never stand if he could lie down, and would never lie down if he could be buried.

At the same time, he was a little excited because Jiang Ziya had already mentioned the matter of Xiqi's resistance against King Zhou.

It is foreseeable that Qianyuan Mountain will excel. The two true disciples, Nezha and Yang He, alone are enough to stand out in the tide of changing dynasties.

"In this era of great strife, I, a mere layman, can actually witness the change of dynasties!!"

It is said that the three generations of true disciples of the Chan sect have responded to Jiang Ziya's call. No matter how powerful they are, they cannot cover Qianyuan Mountain!
Yang He closed the cover and used his corpse-transmutation technique to cut off all life.

[Your character "Corpse Dao Tong" has died, and the role-playing story has ended]

Before he lost consciousness, he heard Taoist Qingfeng ask softly, "Brother, our Qianyuan Mountain must be the most outstanding Taoist temple in the Chan Sect. I wonder how future history books will describe us!"

(End of this chapter)