Mythology

Chapter 204: The Great Corpse Incarnation

"Zi time, courage is born; Chou time, liver blood is stored; Yin time, lung qi is clear; Mao time, large intestine is busy; Chen time, stomach is full of food; Si time, spleen is strong..."

The voices of the four generals of the Demon Family echoed in the ghost realm of Xiqi.

Yang He placed the organs openly in front of him. The eleven jade bottles made rustling sounds, but they did not disappear out of thin air.

On the contrary, because Nezha eliminated the evil spirit in Jiulongjian, his lungs are growing little by little.

Jiang Ziya had obviously taken measures in the human world, and only two or three people mistakenly entered the ghost realm, and they all became corpses not long after.

Yang He waited until the lungs were complete, peeled them off again and put them into a jade bottle.

During this period, he was thinking about how to practice the Great Corpse Creation Incarnation. After repeated deductions, he was at least 80% sure that he could replicate the Ghost Prince.

"The corpse needs a lot of flesh and blood. Now that the organs have been removed, the corpse's body is incomplete. It is definitely unrealistic to produce and sell it by ourselves."

"How about borrowing some from the four generals of the Demon Family?"

Yang He staggered out of the house and headed towards the nearest west city gate. Mo Lishou's head was only half a street away.

The fog was everywhere, and the ghost area of ​​Xiqi was shrouded in haze.

Occasionally, one could see almost completely decayed corpses of mortals, their eyes filled with despair, and Yang He couldn't help but feel disturbed.

"At least among the Blood Pit Ghosts, the influence I brought was positive."

"Otherwise, even if ten thousand people died in Xiqi, they might not be able to detect the existence of the ghost realm."

Yang He happened to pass by Li’s Cloth Shop and glanced at the shop.

I had hoped to see the corpse grow organs again, but I saw that the lobby was empty and the bodies of the family of three had disappeared.

"Could it be that the corresponding evil spirit has been eliminated in the present world, causing the corpse to..."

Just as Yang He had come up with the idea, he heard a knock on the door in the shop.

Boom!dong dong!

The knocking sound was dull, as if the finger bones hitting the door were not covered with flesh. The frequency was fixed and abrupt, which was creepy.

"Sir, what kind of fabrics would you like to see when you visit our shop? We have a wide range of patterns and colors, and the prices are unmatched elsewhere."

"If you want to make clothes, we can also tailor them for you."

Yang He heard a dull conversation between a man and a woman, mixed with the laughter of children.

He subconsciously opened his eyes and saw three corpses swaying in the inner room.

The rope was tightened around the neck of the corpse, and the three members of the family were hanging on the beam. As the knocks on the door sounded, the corpse was swaying slightly.

Whoosh.

The copper coin sword flashed by.

The front door was shattered into pieces, and there was no body in the inner room at all.

Everything seemed like an illusion, but when the door closed and the knocking continued, the three corpses that had originally faced away from Yang He now faced him forward.

"The Xiqi ghost area is still changing. What's the problem?"

When Yang He turned his head, the street leading directly to the city gate disappeared, and instead, a vegetable market where criminals were executed appeared.

There is a platform at Caishikou, and a strong stench of decay permeates the air.

Although there was no one around, the constant noisy discussions made Yang He feel as if he was there.

"Hey, I heard that he is Master Wen's right-hand man?"

"Jun Chaotian and General Guan Chaolei are both strong men, but I didn't expect that they would be executed at Caishikou recently. Sigh."

"The whole world is in chaos, and Chaoge is even more chaotic."

Yang He noticed at a glance that there were three headless corpses kneeling on the platform. They had been dead for a long time and blood was gushing out.

The Shang army armor on the corpse was a style that only generals were qualified to wear.

"Oh shit!"

"I remember that in the original work, there were six armies in the first wave of troops attacking Xiqi, led by Wen Zhong, with a large number of elite soldiers and generals."

"Could the three headless corpses really be the generals from the first six routes?"

The headless corpse on the left suddenly stood up, as if it had noticed Yang He.

Indescribable changes have taken place around Caishikou.

The blue bricks under Yang He's feet were greasy and soft, with dark red blood seeping out from the cracks. Soon after, the rooms in the building turned into flesh and blood, and even strange human tissues grew on the walls.

"The general's corpse should have been in the realm of sitting pills before his death, but after his death, he was able to give birth to the ghost realm and merge into the Xiqi ghost realm. This must have been premeditated and was used to arrange it right after his death."

"Chaoge couldn't have executed the first six armies of Chaoge?"

"Or……"

Yang He had met Wen Zhong before, and the latter had a very treacherous character. If he had been in Chaoge when the Heart-Digging Ghost came, he would have definitely tried to stop Bigan.

He could imagine how much Wen Zhong disliked the ghost country on earth.

Chaoge may have been in civil strife, resulting in the generals who followed Wen Zhong being killed one by one, and the plot direction of the world of allusions became completely different.

Even the scene at Caishikou was taken from Chaoge.

"Escort the prisoner to Caishikou!!"

The murmur sounded out of nowhere, and Yang He's neck felt tight, he was already caught by a rope, the other end of the rope was in the hands of three headless corpses.

The rope was tightened, and they tried to forcibly drag Yang He to Caishikou for execution.

Yang He estimated the time, and then the black cat opened the jade bottles in the mustard seed space one by one, and the eleven organs returned to their original positions.

Snapped.

The rope broke.

Yang He transformed into a three-headed, six-armed being, and his withered body returned to its original state. In an instant, he arrived on the platform and punched heavily on the chests of the three headless corpses, causing their ribs to collapse under the weight.

The headless corpse's spine was broken, its flesh collapsed and splattered, and then it was swallowed by the black cat.

Yang He walked away from Caishikou and looked back. Not only was the platform broken into pieces, but the ghost area that was likely to have formed had also dissipated. "It's just a drop in the bucket. There are probably more than one or two similar situations."

Bang bang bang.

The four generals of the Demon Family seemed to realize that Yang He had separated his organs and escaped the influence of the ghost realm, and the corpses all came towards Yang He.

Compared with the headless corpse in Caishikou, it was simply impossible for the four generals of the Mo family to deal with it in a short period of time.

The ghost realm of Xiqi has become a small world in itself. Even if the four generals of the Demon Family are killed, it will most likely only make the ghost realm more dangerous.

"Kuroko."

Yang He peeled off the twelve organs again and leaned over to get into the mustard seed space.

The black cat nimbly moved through the streets and alleys. The four generals of the Mo family lost Yang He's breath, and the blood vessels in their necks roared.

"It's better to refine the corpse as soon as possible."

Yang He had a hunch that the decisive battle between Shang and Zhou would definitely take place in the Xiqi Ghost Domain, otherwise most of the one or two million mortals would be killed or injured.

Due to the change of route, we first arrived at the South Gate.

Mo Liqing's head came into view.

Yang He summoned the copper coin sword and tried to cut the skin of the head. Suddenly, dark brown flesh was exposed and dozens of maggots fell out.

He shuddered all over, and suddenly a long beard like copper wire grew on his face.

"Damaging the heads of the four generals of the Demon Family will cause the body to move closer to them."

Mo Liqing's flesh and skin seemed to have life. It squirmed and tried to drill into Yang He's body, but fortunately it was stopped by the pupil ghost.

Yang He doesn't mind having too many debts, and it doesn't matter if the abnormality of his physical body affects his foundation, and it can also increase the frequency of his spiritual vision.

At present, the advantages of clairvoyance outweigh the disadvantages.

If I don't commit suicide, who knows when I will be able to see the fifth level of hell, not to mention that the endless hell may have thirty-six levels.

"Unfortunately, the head heals itself very slowly."

Before long, only the pale skull of Mo Liqing was left.

After collecting the flesh and skin, Yang He rushed to Mo Lihong along the city wall. Gradually, the ghost area of ​​Xiqi began to become lively, and hanged corpses could be seen in some houses.

After the four generals of the Demon Family were all skinned and fleshed, the sun was just rising.

The sun appeared gray and black in the ghost domain, and the yin energy was even denser than during the day. The corpses of the four generals of the Demon Family were disappearing at an increasingly faster speed.

Yang He found a remote thatched hut and immediately prepared to refine the corpse.

The tripod fell in front of him.

Yang He gently stroked the lid of the tripod, and the single eye of the genitals narrowed immediately.

The tripod was very spiritual. When the flesh and blood of the four generals of the Demon Family were thrown into the tripod, the genitals began to make crackling sounds.

After a long time, the tripod's single eye narrowed into a crescent and it nodded to confirm that it could be refined.

"Tonggui has big eyeballs, so you can just call him small eyeball."

Yang He patted the tripod. Among the existing Yin weapons, even the copper coin sword that had the most resources invested was far less intelligent than the tripod.

The copper coin sword was about to digest the coupled insect corpse, but it was still stuck in the fake Yin treasure.

If given a tripod, it might have become a Yin treasure.

"After all, I am also the leader of Chan Sect. Others all have Yin Bao and the most precious treasure. My only Yin Bao was given to me by Master Ran Deng."

Yang He smiled helplessly. The Linglong Pagoda was a hot potato in the world of allusions.

The pupil ghost attached itself to the tripod and infused yin energy into it.

The sound of chanting was loud.

The four generals of the Demon Family might have died before they surrendered to Buddhism, but they were definitely the guardian gods secretly appointed by Buddhism.

The flames coming out of the tripod turned into colorful flames.

The flesh and blood slowly dissolved, and through the pupil ghost one could see that there were countless little people sitting cross-legged in the cauldron, meditating and practicing together.

The fire intensified and the villains died one after another.

Yang He listened to their screams, as if he was using living people to make elixirs, and each little person seemed to have seven emotions and six desires.

The tripod shook slightly, and the flesh and blood inside the tripod turned into a sticky liquid.

The liquid was clearly divided into two streams.

One was as red as blood, the other as white as bones.

Yang He did not hesitate. His soul came out of the Niwan Palace and went straight into the cauldron. What followed was the critical moment.

According to the records of the Great Corpse Creator, the soul must simulate the state of a newborn baby in order to reshape a corpse.

If it were an ordinary person, it would definitely take a long time to prepare.

Yang He was fine, as his death would hardly affect his next performance, and the main waste of time for him as a permanent character was the recovery of his body.

The soul felt hot and was enveloped by two streams of liquid.

"A human-shaped corpse is the easiest to shape, while an animal-shaped corpse will collapse if you're not careful, and a weird-shaped corpse has almost no chance of success."

"I just want to refine a weird-looking corpse as a permanent character."

What Yang He can rely on is his fearlessness of death. Not only is his own soul not afraid of death, but the three ghosts in his body will also not retaliate.

"The flesh and blood of the four generals of the Demon Family are slightly less after being purified, so they can only be reduced in the same proportion."

Bones as thick as fingers took shape, and flesh and blood wrapped around them.

Yang He carefully recalled the Deer Platform transformed from Bigan's chest, and began to refine the skeletons one by one. Due to insufficient materials, every step was cautious.

That's right.

The corpse he wanted to refine was a living... Taoist temple!!!
(End of this chapter)