Mythology

Chapter 200: Refining the Plague Eye Spiritual Root
Face the way of heaven?

Perhaps it was only an imaginary shadow of the Heavenly Dao, but the invisible influence it brought to Yang He was directly manifested in the Great Sun Ghost Domain.

Even Li Xingba could notice that the pupil ghost's eyes became unfocused.

As if he had suffered a severe blow, his breath became extremely unstable.

"Is it a scam?"

Li Xingba hesitated slightly, and then the scope of the Big Sun Ghost Domain suddenly shrank.

Huang Tianhua's right foot accidentally stepped out of the range of the Big Sun Ghost Domain, and his joints twisted instantly, turning into horse hooves in just half a breath. Yu Qilin even grew bone spurs similar to cow horns.

Even if you return to the Great Sun Ghost Realm in time, it will be difficult to recover in a short period of time.

Li Xingba gritted his teeth, and instantly his body began to move like a ferocious ghost. "If I don't seize the opportunity, I will die!"

Wow…

A huge face appeared in the darkness, it was the soul of Li Xingba.

His face was blurred, his features were distorted, and his eyes were like two balls of green will-o'-the-wisp fire, burning with cold hatred in the darkness.

"Huang Tianhua, your sect claims to be the orthodox sect of Taoism, but you still end up like this!"

Li Xingba gnashed his teeth and said in a low and hoarse voice, "The Taoist corpse's true body has been severely damaged. You, Huang Tianhua, can't escape this disaster either!!"

The Yin energy wrapped around dozens of limbs and grabbed towards Huang Tianhua.

Each arm was withered and shriveled, with hooked fingertips and a bone-chilling coldness.

Huang Tianhua snorted coldly and pointed his index finger at his forehead. The ghost domain called Wuliang Jia was activated, and his whole body was immediately covered with a layer of silver frost. The horseshoe on his right leg returned to its original shape in the blink of an eye.

"Three three is immeasurable!"

The Wuliangjia Ghost Realm can make oneself immortal.

After three hours, all injuries will erupt instantly.

You can survive if you can, but you can’t die.

The Wuliangjia Ghost Domain can also be used on ordinary soldiers. Huang Tianhua’s importance in Xiqi is even higher than Yang Jian and Nezha.

He didn't use the ghost domain before because he couldn't find Li Xingba's soul.

Yu Qilin shook his head irritably, already gathering strength.

"go."

Huang Tianhua swung out the silver hammer, causing gusts of cold wind to blow out of nowhere.

The broken pieces of limbs opened up a path.

Huang Tianhua patted Yu Qilin's head and said that as long as Li Xingba could be eliminated within three hours, it would not matter even if he died.

There was a flash of fire on the sleeve of his left hand, and a hidden treasure called Fire Dragon Dart fell into his palm.

Huang Tianhua used a wide range of moves and forced his way through the broken limbs, but unfortunately he did not seize the opportunity to get close to Li Xingba.

Li Xingba delayed time and used the ghost realm to entangle Huang Tianhua.

"die!!"

Neither of them noticed that the pupil in the center of the Great Sun Ghost Domain opened again.

The pupils of the ghost opened and closed, and eye worms spread out like a flood. It seemed as if the ghost realm had experienced thousands of years of decay in an instant.

Li Xingba was caught off guard, and the plague poison corroded his soul.

Huang Tianhua swung the Fire Dragon Dart with force, and it pierced directly into Li Xingba's soul. The Yin Bao disappeared instantly, stirring up his three souls and seven spirits.

"Junior brother, are you okay?"

"kindness."

Yang He only felt severe pain sweeping through his body like a tide, as if billions of ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood, and every inch of his skin was being torn apart.

His consciousness began to spin, and Tong Gui was on the verge of death.

Yang He had a premonition that if he continued to visualize the Heavenly Dao for a moment longer, his Dao Heart would likely suffer irreversible damage, which could not be avoided even with spiritual vision and might even affect his true body in the main world.

[Spiritual Vision: 2.1]

He looked at the pupil ghost and saw mysterious lines faintly visible inside and outside the eyeballs.

All that’s left is to erase the consciousness and allow the spiritual roots to take shape completely.

【Plague Eye Spiritual Root】

[Originally it was Yang He's plague eye, with a faint consciousness remaining, and its quality was flawless. Later, after being refined by Yang He, it could be used for cultivation in the Concentrated Spirit Realm.]

"Junior brother, you..."

Huang Tianhua was completely stunned and almost fainted because of Yang He's behavior.

He originally thought that Yang He's previous questioning about Li Xingba's doubts about cultivation was a ploy to attack Li Xingba's mind and deliberately disrupt the latter's thoughts.

Unexpectedly, Yang He was so unscrupulous.

"Junior brother is refining spiritual roots? He refined his spiritual pupils into spiritual roots? Is he deliberately forcing Li Xingba to show up?"

"Otherwise, I really can't figure it out."

Compared to Huang Tianhua who was close to breaking through the defense, Li Xingba was completely broken through.

Li Xingba stared at the pupil ghost in doubt and uncertainty, and wanted to escape into the thorns, but the fire dragon dart had already merged with the three souls and seven spirits.

He was in a dilemma and secretly cursed the disciples of the Chan sect for being insidious and cunning.

Rumble.

Suddenly, there was a tremendous noise coming from Jiulong Gorge.

Yang He realized that Yang Sen had been digging deep into the ground to look for him.

However, the two permanent characters are hiding in the black cat's mustard seed space. Even if the black cat cannot escape from the ghost realm, it is flexible and hidden enough.

Yang He couldn't keep calm, and the drawbacks of the Heavenly Path became more and more serious.

Huang Tianhua saw that Yang He was not in good condition, and quickly changed his mind and said, "Junior brother, you can leave without worry, Li Xingba will definitely die."

Yu Qilin leaped up, not giving Li Xingba any time to react, and every move he made was aimed at making his soul fly away.

Yang He didn't dare to stay any longer, and the pupil ghost's consciousness was destroyed.

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

………Yang Heyi returned to the main world, and severe pain swept through his body and soul like a tide.

The bulging blue veins covered the skin like twisted tree roots, the flesh and blood kept twitching due to extreme pain, the bones gradually shattered and then healed under the effect of the immortal body.

He leaned against the wall and retched, but could only spit out a few mouthfuls of bitter bile.

Tong Gui quickly sealed off the room and blocked out all sounds.

After an unknown amount of time, the severe pain in Yang He's body finally began to subside slowly. His clothes were soaked with sweat and the room was in a mess.

"Oh shit."

Yang He had a feeling that every time he visualized the Heavenly Dao, the torture he felt would intensify.

This torture has nothing to do with Tonggui.

Mainly because of the spiritual vision, after witnessing the phantom of the Heavenly Dao, the spiritual vision naturally came into play, allowing Yang He to glimpse the tip of the iceberg.

The shadow of the Heavenly Dao is not something that ordinary people can face directly.

If most of his disadvantages had not turned into nearly ten thousand points of spiritual vision, Yang He would at least have a split personality, or even his consciousness would have fallen into a long sleep.

Yang He also got a warning.

When you are in the world of allusions, you must have a sense of awe. Whether it is saints or the way of heaven, they both contain unspeakable taboos.

[Obtain the Plague Eye Spiritual Root]

"exchange."

A ball of pale green light appeared in Yang He's palm. As it flickered, it really looked like an eye pupil opening and closing. It was much more intimidating than the drought root.

The pupil ghost was ready to devour the plague eye spiritual root.

Yang He tried hard to appease the pupil ghost and put the spiritual root into the Niwan Palace for nurturing.

In the following days, he accompanied Old Man Yang to buy New Year's goods, and tried his best to smooth out the unconscious injuries in his heart so as not to affect his foundation.

The main world comes in December.

A light snow fell in Jialiang Water Town, and the grass and trees were covered with a thin layer of white gauze.

The vegetable merchants no longer had any business, and the people ate fruits and vegetables stored in the cellar. Old man Yang spent all day drinking with some fellow villagers.

Yang He had already forgotten his spiritual roots, and only now did he recall Tong Gui's practice.

He cut a wound on his chest with three fingers pointing upwards, and then took out the plague eye spirit root.

The spiritual root extended a large number of roots similar to blood vessels and spread towards the wound, and the drought and plague poison quietly drained one-third of the blood in the body.

Yang Heyi let go, and the Plague Eye Spirit Root drilled into the wound.

The wounded flesh heals.

The spiritual roots were connected to the blood vessels and meridians, and the body temperature became scorching hot. With every breath, Yang He could sense the huge yin energy of the three levels of hell.

Yang He's mind moved, and all the pores on his body opened.

The negative energy of the three levels of hell was madly infused into the body.

The Plague Eye Spirit Root digested 90% of the Yin Qi, and a few roots grew out. Then it no longer required Yin Qi from the outside world, but instead began to produce Yin Qi.

It is equivalent to the yin energy content of a layer of hell.

Yang He unconsciously summoned the pupil ghost, only to see that the whites of the pupil ghost's eyes were covered with bloodshot, which were the manifestation of the plague eye spiritual root.

He closed his eyes and felt it carefully, as if he had a different understanding of the Yin energy.

The flow of Yin energy is extremely regular, and each level of the Endless Hell is slightly different.

How to say it, just like the ripples of varying depths in the sea, the mortal world in the main world is the beach constantly washed by the waves.

The faint yin energy in the mortal world is just the water stains left by the waves.

The spiritual roots in Yang He's body have begun to take shape. They are merely the acquired Yin veins from the mass grave. As his cultivation level increases, the Yin energy it produces will become more and more intense.

“No wonder the ghost realm is regarded as a place of practice. Once a person has spiritual roots, there will be a constant supply of Yin energy. One person is a world.”

When Tong Gui came to the realm of concentration, the foundation he laid was far beyond ordinary.

Yang He raised the corners of his mouth.

He is now confident that he can deal with Yang Sen, and he also needs an opponent of equal strength to test his current strength.

[Common things: Heart gives birth to heart, blood gives birth to extinction]

[Related stories: Blood Pit Ghost, Ghost Formation, whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the story world]

"determine."

[Identity 〈Horse Trainer〉 is dead, and cannot be selected to play]

[Horse Trainer: There has been a constant neighing of horses in the stables of the Xiqi barracks. You thought your natural supernatural powers were enough to protect yourself, but you have lost everything.]

Yang He glanced at the horse trainer and was about to continue playing the role of the corpse boy.

Suddenly I found that the information of the three refreshed characters was wrong.

[Fishmonger (white): Xiqi City no longer allows people to go out, and you have been relying on the dried fish that you dry at home to keep your business going. As for where the dried fish comes from, perhaps only my dead mother knows.]

[Patrolman (green): You are responsible for the midnight patrol. You feel that Xiqi is becoming more and more chaotic at night, and whispers can often be heard from the walls of every household. ]

[Waiter (in white): The shopkeeper has a hobby of collecting animal heads. He soaks them in salt water and hangs them on the walls of the side rooms. When you were sweeping the dust, you found that the animal heads' eyes were moving.]

[If you do not choose an identity, you will go to the historical site as your real self to play]

Yang He looked solemn. The Shang Dynasty’s march to attack Xiqi would not stop. The Four Saints of Jiulong Island were just appetizers.

The turmoil in the city obviously had other reasons.

"It seems that the Shang Dynasty will not give Xiqi a chance to breathe. The Four Saints of Jiulong Island are just abandoned pawns sent to die. Anyway, Master Tongtian also knows that the Conferred God List requires a large number of dead souls to be on the list."

Yang He realized that the Thirty-Six Route Army's attack on Xiqi might not have a main battlefield, and the attack and defense might be carried out in Xiqi City.

The entire Xiqi will become a living hell.

He must respond, otherwise Xiqi might really be defeated.

The essence of the Conferred Gods Battle is the selection of immortals and gods by the Heavenly Court. If Xiqi is defeated, Yuanshi Tianzun will definitely come out to interview them personally.

If this happens, the plot might be ruined.

(End of this chapter)