Mythology

Chapter 217 Black Gold Card Member Yang He

Sun Qi walked with his head down, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with him.

However, the detectives could no longer take their eyes off Sun Qi, and they did not dare to go to the training room until the latter went far away.

Little did they know that Sun Qi had become a puppet of the cat ghost.

The black cat was crawling in the Niwan Palace, playing with Sun Qi's trembling soul, while its shadow covered every inch of flesh and bones.

Sun Qi allowed the black cat to control every move of his body.

Without the interference of the Ten Absolute Formations, they quickly arrived at the retreat room.

The cabinet is clearly in the second level of hell, but the yin energy here is comparable to that of the third level of hell, and the ten heads above seem to be very close.

The retreat room looks ordinary, but the closer you get to the center, the thicker the yin energy becomes.

Sun Qi's face was numb as he watched himself arrive at the retreat room in the center. Malicious glances were cast at him, but mostly with amusement. Apparently, this retreat room had another story.

When I pushed open the door, there was only a cushion and an incense burner inside.

"Little brother, my name is Bian Qingfeng."

Sun Qi turned around and saw a ghost realm cultivator in his early forties approaching him. He was short and fat and his Taoist robe didn't fit him well.

"The Tianzi Retreat Room is reserved for a pacification envoy named Zhang. Even if he only comes once in a long time, if he sees you occupying it, I'm afraid you won't have an easy time."

When Bian Qingfeng saw the fear in Sun Qi's eyes, his smile deepened.

"I am familiar with Master Zhang. He will inform me before coming to the retreat room. You can stay here, but there is a condition..."

Sun Qi listened to the advice, but the evil spirit in his body ignored him and sat cross-legged on the cushion with the door closed heavily.

"You idiot, you don't know any rules. Just wait."

Bian Qingfeng snorted coldly, cursed inwardly, then turned and left.

Sun Qi regained control of his body and soon discovered that the black cat from the Niwan Palace was missing. Thinking of his current situation, he felt like crying but had no tears.

"If you want to die, you might as well stay in Peibai City and live a miserable life."

"If I offend the pacification envoy, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to Jialiang Water Town."

Meow~~

Sun Qi shuddered all over and glanced towards the corner. What he saw was a man with scars all over his skin.

Yang He stroked the black cat gently, "Captain Sun, how are you?"

Bigan's corpse is equivalent to a small world in the second level of hell, which is not superimposed with the other levels of the Endless Hell, so the black cat in the fourth level of hell should be able to move freely.

“Corpse…Corpse Immortal!!”

Sun Qi was shocked, but then he felt relieved.

No wonder he was able to get a seat in the cabinet. Yi Qidong should have looked up to him because of the Corpse Immortal.

"Thank you, Immortal."

Yang He ignored Sun Qi and took out a bottle of pills from his arms.

The pills were none other than the ten pills of immortality given by the Immortal of the South Pole. To be precise, there were still nine and a half pills in it, and some of the pills had already been taken by Old Man Yang while he was soundly sleeping.

Yang He was not reluctant to give up the elixir of immortality, but it was mainly because ordinary people could not withstand the power of the medicine.

The half pill of immortality you paid for can at most extend your lifespan by thirty years.

It is no problem for Old Man Yang to live over a hundred years old. If he does not practice cultivation, he will eventually die. But sometimes, practicing cultivation is not as good as living a peaceful life.

Yang He threw half of the elixir into his mouth.

The pores opened and closed, and bursts of Taoist rhythm spread out from them. Although the elixir of immortality is far inferior to the peach fruit, it is already rare.

Yang He's life span was no more than 300 years, so the extra 50 years was still very obvious.

The Yang fire becomes vigorous, and the Yin energy circulates more freely. Of course, the most important thing is that Yangshou can activate the pure ghost body.

【Pure Ghost Body】

[Once mastered, the body and soul will be between human and ghost, and any magical method practiced will be perfectly compatible with it. Consuming the life span can promote the improvement of the method, and as the life span is exhausted, the organs and limbs will gradually become ghosts. ]

Yang He's mind moved, and the yang fire on his shoulder crackled.

As his life span slipped away quietly, the growth rate of Shigui's alien spiritual roots accelerated, and after a thousand years of life span, he might be able to try to reach the Hunyuan Realm.

"Yes, it is really refreshing to practice kryptonian life, but it is a pity that life-extending pills are too rare."

Yang He suddenly thought of the magical peach tree in Journey to the West. It was said that the peaches ripen once every nine thousand years, and eating one would extend one's lifespan by 120,000 years. This was simply outrageous.

One third of the mundane items that caused havoc in Heaven have been collected.

It doesn't seem to be a luxury to live as long as heaven and earth. Of course, the premise is that Journey to the West does not experience a collapse similar to that of The Investiture of the Gods.

After much hesitation, Sun Qi made up his mind. How could he miss the chance to become an immortal when it was right in front of him?

"Master, I went astray in order to break through the realm of evil spirits, and then I hoped that inner alchemy could make up for my foundation. As a result, the tiger and snake ghosts clashed with each other, and I have not been able to make any progress in my cultivation so far."

When Sun Qi saw Yang He meditating with his eyes closed, his expression became dejected.

The reason why he was able to regain consciousness was because of the inner alchemy technique completed by the Corpse Immortal. The Corpse Immortal rescued him several times afterwards when he encountered danger.

"Master, I am greedy, please don't mind."

"Captain Sun, what price can you pay?" Yang He said calmly.

Sun Qi said anxiously: "I am alone, if you don't mind, I am willing to entrust my life to you."

"When I need you, I won't be polite."

Yang He stretched out his hand and touched Sun Qi's brow. There was a technique of miscellaneous beasts in the Wanhua Baigui Hunyuan Sutra. After practicing it, two completely different ghosts could be combined into one to become another kind of evil spirit.

The mixed beast technique does not necessarily have the effect of one plus one equals two. It is likely to produce something like a weird beast, but its power will be greatly reduced.

However, Sun Qi's two ghosts are already in a life-and-death battle, and the mixed beast technique has advantages and no disadvantages.

Yang He deliberately modified the content of the Miscellaneous Beast Technique to make it more suitable for Sun Qi and prevent him from passing it on to others. "Sir, I will serve you wholeheartedly from now on."

"You should practice well here, and remember not to rush to reach the bottleneck."

"Disciple understands!"

Sun Qi kowtowed repeatedly.

Yang He closed his eyes and continued to save his life. If nothing unexpected happened, even if Sun Qi was promoted to the evil ghost realm, he would still stay in Jialiang Water Town. Peibai City was impregnable and there was no need to worry about evil cultivators stealing the house.

His cultivation level improved steadily, and by the time his fifty-year life span was exhausted, the power ghost was close to perfecting his root development, while the pupil ghost's plague eye spiritual root took root in thirty-six acupoints throughout his body.

Yang He tasted the sweetness and continued to swallow the elixir of life.

He planned to keep his life span of 300 years unchanged and devote the rest of his life to kryptonian life.

Then the two types of spiritual roots became more and more closely entangled, and even the Three Corpses Ghost Realm and the Big Sun Ghost Realm seemed to have a subtle connection.

After Yang He confirmed that his life span would not be consumed too quickly, his consciousness left his body and soared into the sky.

"The Imperial Court is making good use of waste. They actually used the heads of the Ten Heavenly Lords to store Yin objects. It is indeed convenient to classify them."

He randomly selected a head and as he approached it he sensed faint spiritual patterns.

The spiritual pattern must have come from the Ten Absolute Formations. Even if it is incomplete, as long as you figure it out thoroughly, you might be able to gain an advantage when it comes to the allusions.

[The head of one of the Ten Heavenly Lords]

[The head derived from the Tenth Heavenly Lord Dong Quan after his death contains the numbers of earth, water, fire, and wind, with a total of 2,354 Yin objects.]

As soon as Yang He's spiritual consciousness touched the head, all kinds of strange and sinister objects appeared before his eyes.

Yin objects are half real and half virtual, and it is impossible to distinguish their quality. Even relying solely on spiritual awareness, one cannot understand the specific functions of most Yin objects.

Yang He had spiritual vision, and a lot of information about evil things flashed by.

The skull of a burning ghost, half of a liver of an underground ghost, the hair of a water ghost...

The categories of Yin objects correspond to earth, water, fire and wind, mixed with some Yin instruments. It is a bit like panning for gold in shit to want to harvest Yin objects of good quality.

"The imperial court should have another treasury, right? By the way, why does that Zhang Zhenfu envoy come here every now and then?"

"Is there something mysterious about the eleventh head?"

As Yang He was thinking, his spiritual vision began to tremble, and his spiritual sense quickly locked onto an object. Unexpectedly, he found the first mundane object faster than he thought.

The mundane remains a fragment, like a corner of a volcanic rock.

【Common things: fire makes fire】

[Related allusion: "Fire-making Ghost", mundane things are incomplete and cannot enter the world of allusion]

"A fire-making ghost? It's probably Red Boy from the Bull Demon King's family."

Yang He had the idea of ​​taking it away, and Dong Quan did not resist. A ray of light fell on his palm, and it was the vulgar object.

He continued to search for mundane objects, but his luck seemed to have run out.

Not only were the more than 2,000 Yin objects no longer found, but even three heads in a row and tens of thousands of Yin objects were no longer found.

Yang He had a slight headache, and after his spiritual power was exhausted, he rested for a while.

Sun Qi had already mastered the art of various beasts and could not help but let out a shrill scream.

His abdomen had swollen to a size of three or four meters, and one could see a tiger and a snake fighting inside. For the time being, the tiger ghost had the upper hand.

In order to prevent the cattle and horses that had just been tamed from dying suddenly, an eye worm fell on Sun Qi's forehead.

The snake ghost suffered a severe blow, and the tiger ghost swallowed the snake ghost whole into his stomach. The two ghosts bit each other in a yin-yang combination.

Yang He continued to pan for gold in the shit and went straight into the heads of Qin Wan, who was headed by the Ten Heavenly Lords.

Qin Wan stored the most Yin objects, a total of 8,400 pieces.

Yang He made a discovery at the beginning, but it was not a mundane object from hell related to Journey to the West, but a complete mundane object from the mortal world.

The vulgar object is shaped like a gold nugget, covered with nine winding spiritual patterns.

[Vulgar Things: Qu Shengqu]

[Related allusion: "Nine-curved Ghost", whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the allusion world]

"Nine-curved ghost..."

"Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation?"

Yang He didn't have a deep impression. While collecting mundane items, he was flipping through his memories of his past life.

Qin Wan felt resistance in his head, but as the Great Shang Seal flickered, the Nine-Curved Ghost Object successfully landed in Yang He's palm.

Yang He's pupils trembled. "In the original work, the Twelve Golden Immortals seemed to be defeated in some magic circle, which cut off the three flowers on their heads and dispersed the five energies in their chests, causing the Twelve Golden Immortals to become mortals."

"Could it be the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation?"

At this moment, the panel shows a prompt that after the Five-Colored Ghost, the Nine-Curved Ghost will appear.

Yang He felt a chill down his spine. The difficulty of the allusion increased dramatically, leaving him no chance to breathe. The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was broken by his own head.

"I can only play a supporting role and try to be more self-serving."

"kindness?"

Yang He looked up with foresight.

The sky above the cabinet was pitch black, and ten heads avoided the view at the same time.

The eleventh head slowly rose into the air. It was even more severely damaged, but the facial features could still be vaguely distinguished. The more I looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.

"This is……"

"Your mother, isn't this a corpse Taoist child?!"

(End of this chapter)