Mythology

Chapter 205 Special Characters (Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple)

"But."

Yang He couldn't help but murmured, "Blood and flesh are really limited. Even the simplest Taoist temple is difficult to form. It's better to lower the conditions."

"Start with the shrine first, something like the Fude Temple for the God of Land will do."

"The content of the corpse-raising of the Great Corpse Creation Avatar is relatively simple, but it is enough. With the help of the evil spirit's flesh and blood, it should be able to gradually grow stronger."

He felt his flesh and bones being formed, and his consciousness gradually fell into a trance, as if he was in a chaos, like a baby about to be born.

dong dong dong.

Mo Liqing's corpse walked by outside the door. Even though the tripod made a lot of noise, there was no reaction. After all, the corpse refined by Yang He was closely related to the four generals of the Mo family.

Yang He chuckled.

In a sense, this corpse was born and raised in the ghost realm of Xiqi.

Suddenly, the tripod began to shake violently. The flesh and bones of the four generals of the Demon Family contained a faint spirituality, which naturally repelled Yang He's soul.

Yang He was not in a hurry. Although the corpse was not considered evil, it did not mean that the Wanhua Baigui Hunyuan Sutra was useless. This method came from the goddess Nuwa, and it was still mysterious even if she became an immortal.

There is a technique called "Golden Body Technique" in the Wanhua Baigui Hunyuan Sutra which is very suitable for the current situation.

The Golden Body Technique requires that the ghost be shaped into a statue and worshipped for ten years. No matter how vicious it is, it can be successfully contained within the body after ten years.

Yang He only borrowed the part of the Golden Body Technique to banish evil spirits.

The soul revealed its divine consciousness and engraved spiritual patterns on the flesh and bones. Immediately, the spirits of the four generals of the Demon Family roared continuously, trying to stop the spiritual patterns.

Yang He remained unmoved, and soon he had sculpted all 206 bones.

The human body has a total of 206 bones. Even if you are building a shrine, you have to piece them together bit by bit according to a specific number.

The roof of the shrine is supported by four thick bones, and the walls are made of densely woven bones, with spiritual patterns covering every inch of the corner.

what! !

With a wailing sound, the spirits of the four generals of the Demon Family were completely destroyed.

Yang He was ready for battle, controlling the flesh and blood to cover the bones. To be more precise, he first turned the flesh and blood into bricks to fill the gaps between the bones.

He didn't expect the shrine to be too magnificent, he just wanted it to be small but complete.

The portal of the shrine is composed of two thick shoulder blades, and ferocious faces can be vaguely seen on the left and right sides, as if roaring silently.

Yang He's refining went extremely smoothly. According to the records of the Great Corpse's incarnation, all he had to do next was for his soul to enter the corpse and wait for three days. However, it was still not enough for the panel to recognize it.

"This thing can only end when it comes back to life. The shrine must give birth to the Yang Fire."

Yang He hesitated for a few moments, then took out the twelve organs.

The twelve internal organs must be integrated to ensure the vitality of the shrine. However, in this case, he needs time to grow the organs again before removing them, and the weak period will probably last about ten days.

"If you can't do that, then play the role of the Third Prince. You can't miss out on special roles."

The completion of the shrine must be due to the flesh and blood of the four generals of the Demon Family. After all, in the ghost realm of Xiqi, flesh and blood are like a centipede that will not die even after its death.

Yang He's mind moved, and his organs fell into the shrine one after another.

The organs were still mainly buried in the underground walls according to their original arrangement, and suddenly dense blood vessels spread out.

When the twelve organs were completely integrated, the faint beating of the heart could be heard.

"It's done!"

Yang He secretly rejoiced, looking at the looming Yang Fire, and hurriedly swallowed the dozens of tonic pills carried by the corpse Taoist boy into the tripod.

The tripod burns the tonic elixir, taking out only the pure medicinal power to gradually pour it on the shrine.

The portal of flesh and blood opened, and the medicinal power slowly drifted into the shrine.

The shrine already has a transplanted stomach and intestines, so the digestive function may be a little poor, but absorbing the medicine drop by drop will not cause the death of the creature.

"Hahaha, it's really extraordinary."

Yang He felt the shrine. The functions of its twelve organs were extremely poor. Only an old man at the end of his life would be so weak. However, the shrine was a living building of flesh and bones.

The shrine is more than one foot in size, which is considered relatively small even in a land temple.

The exterior is red walls and white tiles. If the flesh and blood were not exposed, the shrine would be just an ordinary mud house.

Perhaps it was Yang He's subconscious doing, and it was somewhat similar to the temple that Sun Wukong transformed into.

"It will take a few more days to stabilize our vitality before we can escape from the tripod."

Yang He couldn't help feeling nervous. No matter how careful he was when refining the corpse, it still depended on whether the panel would approve it.

"Let's talk about it later. If it doesn't work, just refine it into a Yin device."

Yang He's soul was sleeping in the shrine, the flesh and blood structure inside him was rising and falling, and the rejection of the twelve organs to the shrine was disappearing.

However, he did not notice at all that there was a faint light flickering in the Niwan Palace of the corpse boy.

The Qianyuan Mountain Dharma Seal transmits thoughts.

The only one who could contact Yang He across the ghost realm was naturally Nezha.

"Junior brother, you must be careful. The army led by Deng Jiugong has already arrived at Xiqi."

.........

Present world Xiqi.

The sky was turning pale, fireworks were already interweaving on the city walls, war drums were deafening, and the dark enemy troops were coming in like a tide.

The iron armor shone coldly in the morning light, and the hot air exhaled condensed into water droplets.

Deng Jiugong rode at the end, and his daughter Deng Chanyu led the troops to charge. The ladders for siege were already in place, and the war started in an instant.

"hair!!!"

Arrows poured down like rain, bringing up patches of blood.

The enemy did not retreat at all, and their shouts of killing were deafening. Fires broke out outside Xiqi City, and against the backdrop of the morning sun, their flames were brighter than blood.

Ji Fa stood on the observation deck, with Jiang Ziya, Yang Jian and Nezha beside him
Huang Tianhua was responsible for commanding the soldiers. The pressure brought by Yu Qilin alone was enough to make the soldiers feel more confident.

Lei Zhenzi hid in the clouds with his wind and thunder wings, delivering the message to Huang Tianhua. Jiang Ziya narrowed his eyes, turned around and asked, "Hou Xibo, how is it? Do you still have the confidence to attack Chaoge?"

"Yes, but I didn't expect the war to be so...tragic right at the beginning."

“It’s really just begun.”

Jiang Ziya's eyes were solemn, as the List of Gods was constantly gathering souls.

All the souls that died in the war between Shang and Zhou will eventually become part of the List of Gods. Who knows how many people that will be?

Jiang Ziya had asked himself this question countless times: Was there any point in attacking King Zhou?

He saw that the corpse in the corner was already gestating a weak ghost, and his eyes showed determination. Only a change of dynasty could put an end to the evil deeds of the Shang Dynasty. The world has suffered from evil for a long time.

"Yang Jian, are the troops led by Deng Jiugong human or ghost?"

"A person's body and soul do not possess Yin energy."

Nezha was bored, and the other third-generation disciples had to guard against Shen Gongbao's back-up plans, so they couldn't take action even if they wanted to.

Jiang Ziya smiled and said to Ji Fa confidently: "There is internal strife in Chaoge, and Deng Jiugong is the abandoned pawn they let go."

"Taigong, how do you see that?"

"Chaoge has already formed an army of Yin soldiers, but Deng Jiugong insisted on leading the mortals. I'm afraid he wants to prove that man can conquer nature."

Ji Fa bowed respectfully and said, "Grandpa, how should we respond?"

"drop!!"

"Find an opportunity to capture Deng Chanyu alive. As long as her daughter is willing to surrender, Lord Deng Jiu will not refuse. Xiqi is in need of generals right now!"

Jiang Ziya looked Yang Jian up and down, patted the latter on the shoulder, and said, "Junior Brother Yang Jian, since you are handsome, you can capture him alive. Please also keep an eye on the safety of Deng Jiugong and his daughter in the next few days."

"it is good."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, not realizing Jiang Ziya's voice-over.

"Nezha, how is Yang He doing in Xiqi Ghost Realm?"

“No response.”

Nezha swung the Chaos Heaven Ribbon to clear away the noisy crows above his head, "Junior brother's immortal body is immortal, he will be fine."

Jiang Ziya valued Yang He's ability to hit the living stakes, but the latter accidentally entered the ghost realm.

The original plan was to hand over all the corpses to Yang He to be used as living stakes. As the defense of the city continued, Xiqi would become more and more impregnable.

Soldiers from both sides fought fiercely around the South Gate from early morning to dusk.

Buzz~~

The horn sounded, and Deng Jiugong's army evacuated in an orderly manner.

Siege is not a one-day job. If there are enough food and grass, it would normally take ten days or half a month, not to mention that Xiqi has been preparing for this for several years.

Deng Yuchan was covered in blood, and rode on a black horse with an unwilling look on her face. "Shen Gongbao only gave us three days and three nights. If we fail to capture Xiqi, even Master Wen will have to succumb to Shen Gongbao."

Pooh!
"A bunch of half-human, half-ghost guys, want to turn Da Shang into a ghost country on earth!!"

She tied up her messy long hair, sheathed her sword and returned to the camp.

A chilly wind blows on my face.

Deng Chanyu suddenly realized something was wrong. A faint smoke and dust enveloped her body. She wanted to speak, but her teeth were tightly clenched.

She subconsciously looked towards Xiqi, but did not see any monks from the Chan sect casting spells.

More like... from around?
Deng Chanyu twisted her neck forcefully and stared at the messy grass. She vaguely saw a black panther crawling in the dark, and then her mind began to spin.

"not good!"

She fell off her horse, and when she came to her senses, the noisy battlefield disappeared.

"here it is……"

Deng Chanyu drew out her sword, and the deserted Xiqi City came into view. A giant head was hanging on the city gate closest to her.

The skin and flesh of the head were badly damaged, but it was still recognizable as Mo Liqing, one of the four generals of the Mo family.

While Deng Chanyu was in a daze, she heard a rustling noise on the official road behind her, and countless white bones and skulls swept towards her.

"Damn it! Shen Gongbao sent our Deng family to die!"

She rushed into Xiqi City and looked around. She heard constant knocking on doors of shops along the street, and there were several bodies hanged in some houses.

Deng Chanyu wanted to get closer, but she heard footsteps approaching from afar in the nearby alley.

Take a closer look.

Countless limbs emerged from the wall, extending madly.

Then the Caishikou blocked the way out of the city. A dozen beheaded Shang generals stood on the stage, calling out Deng Chanyu's name.

The corpses of the four generals of the Mo family also smelled the scent of living people and moved closer at the same time.

Deng Chanyu found that the whole city was strange and mysterious. There was no safe place and anyone who accidentally entered would die.

Seeing the danger approaching, she turned left and right and came to a remote urban area.

"kindness?"

Deng Chanyu stopped and noticed the heartbeat like a drum coming from a mud house. Her spiritual sense could also detect a faint yang energy inside.

When she came within ten meters of the earthen house, the corpses of the four generals of the Demon Family no longer chased her.

“Is it a human or a ghost living in there?”

Deng Chanyu's chest heaved, and she held her breath and moved closer to the window.

Whoa whoa whoa.

The shrill cry of a baby suddenly sounded.

(End of this chapter)