Mythology

Chapter 227 The Flesh and Blood Taoist Temple Brand Bus

The old Taoist priest glanced across the carriage and faintly heard the noise made by Ah Ruan.

But he soon dispelled his worries, as the seated passengers were all ordinary people, and the Yang energy was continuously supplied to the bus carriage.

The passenger was losing consciousness but was still groaning as he was dying.

Not to mention being mundane, even if one touches the seat, it is difficult to get away, and the passengers' flesh, blood and bones are already connected to the bus carriage.

A Ruan seemed a little flustered, and then Yang He's voice sounded in his ears.

"Just sit quietly and I will take you to the tea garden."

Yang He could sense through the eye worm that A'ruan's mood had calmed down, and all the characteristics of his internal organs were the same as those of a living person.

It is already difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and the mortals in the formation may change again in the future.

Yang He didn't think that bringing a little beggar with him would affect him. Instead, he thought that if there were any changes in the Ten Absolute Formations, he might be able to detect them in advance through A Ruan.

Euglena kept drilling into the cracks in the carriage.

The speed of the bus carriage increased, obviously trying to resist the eyeworms, but soon after discovering that the eyeworms could provide Yin energy, it allowed them to multiply.

"hey-hey."

"The public carriage and the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple are very similar. Both are half evil and half dead. The Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple may be able to refine the public carriage."

If Yang He's idea came true, he would have a foothold in the Ten Absolute Formations.

At this time, the four disciples of Jiejiao broke out into an argument again, and they were almost at the point of drawing their swords. The three of them were blaming the older Taoist priest.

"Brother Gong! Why are you so determined to leave the Ghost Car?!"

Yang He raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that he could still watch the show.

The only female monk among the four couldn't help but complain: "Once we leave the ghost car, we will have to wait until the next day at midnight to get in again!"

"Yeah, there's no need to waste the opportunity on something that doesn't exist."

"Brother Gong, you also know how dangerous the Ten Absolute Formations are. If you can't subdue the Ghost Chariot, it's impossible for you to survive for more than a month."

There was a hint of coldness in Yang He's eyes. He was indeed thinking about his bus.

"Junior Sister Song Jiangping, it is important to subdue the Ghost Chariot and protect ourselves, but the Ten Heavenly Lords asked us to form the Ten Absolute Formations to kill the disciples of the Chan Sect."

Gong Sui's cultivation had reached perfection in the Fetal Transformation Stage, and the aura he exuded suppressed the three people.

He pointed to a skinny passenger in the corner.

"This person was able to hold out in the ghost car for half a night. It has nothing to do with the strength of his yang energy. He obviously took some elixirs. How long has the Ten Absolute Town been established? Where did the elixirs come from in the city?"

"But……"

"Nothing to worry about."

Gong Sui said coldly: "The Ten Heavenly Lords expected that it would take at least twelve days for the disciples of the Chan Sect to regain the wisdom of the reincarnation of the Ten Absolute Formations, but one person has recovered his memory just at the beginning."

"He is very dangerous. Staying in the formation may help other disciples of the Chan Sect."

Song Jiangping whispered, "The third generation disciples haven't come in yet. They are just a group of outer disciples who strayed in."

"That's all?!!"

Gong Sui's eyes were bloodshot. "What a joke! We are able to maintain our spiritual intelligence purely because of the blessings of the Ten Heavenly Lords. If we anger the immortals, we will be helpless."

"Calm down, calm down."

Yang He noticed that although the female cultivator named Song Jiangping was in the front, the group was actually led by this good-natured cultivator.

Chi Kai sighed and said, "Brother Gong, you also know the growth rate of the Ghost Car. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the four of us to subdue it tomorrow."

"How about this." Gong Sui said in a gentle tone: "I will stay in the Ghost Car alone and try to find a way to suppress the evil spirit from absorbing the Yang Qi. The three of you will go outside and pass on the message to Qin Tianjun."

"Brother is really considerate."

Chi Kai suppressed his joy and turned around to comfort his fellow junior brothers and sisters.

In this way, he can completely take the credit for the elixir. At the same time, when Gong Sui's Yin energy is exhausted tomorrow night, he can even find a way to gain control of the Ghost Car.

Through the window, you can see that the bus carriage is getting closer and closer to the next stop.

"Ah."

Yang He naturally would not let them go, and silently controlled the eye worms to absorb the negative energy.

A large amount of negative energy was infused into the bus carriage, and eye bugs continued to actively become nutrients, and suddenly there was a rustling noise all around.

Gong Sui's face changed slightly as he saw the space in the carriage expanding little by little.

Poof.

Bones emerged from the ground and then grew into new seats.

The leather on the rest of the seats was also slowly peeling away, revealing piles of bones, and the ground was covered with a thin layer of flesh and blood.

The four of them felt at the same time that even though they were standing in the aisle, their Yang energy was still being lost.

The bus carriage stopped in front of the platform.

To their surprise, the door did not open, and the bus carriage drove along the street towards the outskirts of the city without paying any attention to the mortals outside.

Gong Sui frowned and asked, "Could it be that the evil spirit has increased in power again?"

"Brother Gong!"

"We will immediately start to subdue the Ghost Chariot and contact the Ten Heavenly Lords tomorrow!!"

Gong Sui knew that he had no choice. If he didn't subdue the ghost car, he might not live until dawn. The talisman that concealed the aura was losing its effect, and the four of them were in the belly of the evil spirit and it would be difficult for them to escape unscathed.

He checked the passengers again, fearing that the riot in the ghost car was not a coincidence.

As soon as he mentioned the elixir, he encountered danger.

Could it be the disciple of the Chan sect who recovered his memory?
Gong Sui found nothing unusual. He suppressed his distracting thoughts and took out the rivets one by one. The other three cooperated in drawing spiritual patterns in various places.

The Ghost-Subduing Nails are a set of superior Yin instruments, whose function is to control evil spirits.

As long as it penetrates into the body of the evil spirit, even a killing ghost cannot get rid of it. Over time, it may even become life-threatening to the evil spirit.

The disadvantage is that it consumes a lot of Yin energy, and the duration is no more than a hundred days. Yang He was about to stop them, but realized that what the four people did was also beneficial to him, and the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple was already ready to move.

There are roots of flesh and blood extending from the tip of the index finger.

Blood drips.

Due to the threat of the Ghost-Subduing Nail, the blood disappeared smoothly.

Roar! ! !
There was a crack on the front of the car, sharp teeth grew out, and the ghost-subduing nails shook slightly. It was only because of the four people's desperate efforts to suppress it that it was not wasted.

"But the carriage is really heading to the tea plantation on the outskirts of the city."

A'ruan's breathing became heavy and he stared at the night in horror. The surrounding buildings were sparse, but there were already dense vegetation and rocks.

Yang He followed A Ruan's line of sight and saw the tunnel between the mountains at a glance.

It was deep and boundless inside, and there was a sharp sound of fingernails scratching against a pottery jar. Even for the pupil ghost who was blessed with spiritual vision, the visibility was within half a meter.

Tunnels were not something that existed in ancient times. Even if immortals could move mountains and seas, why would they waste their time and energy for mortals?

"I've already hit twelve of them. I can try to subdue them with two more."

Gong Sui came to the center of the carriage, but Chi Kai, who was holding the remaining ghost-subduing nail, did not step forward.

"Junior Brother Chi, if you have any objections, you can wait until it is safe to discuss them."

"But I can't wait."

Chi Kai thrust the ghost-subduing nail into the palms of his left and right hands. After using nearly half of his blood to refine it, a slight connection was created between it and the genitals.

"Brother, either let me subdue the Ghost Chariot, or we will die together..."

Before Chi Kai could finish his words, the carriage shook violently, and the bus sank into the tunnel. The suffocating darkness instantly trapped everyone.

Yang He leaned closer to the window and could barely see that the mountain walls on both sides were made of dark red flesh and blood, with countless pottery jars embedded in the folds of flesh like tumors.

He protected A'ruan and placed his two stone arms in front of their vital points.

The pottery jars exposed on the mountain wall made crisp sounds.

Snapped.

The only remaining passengers suddenly screamed in unison, their skulls popped open without warning, and their brains turned into green smoke and drilled into the broken pottery jar.

Ah Ruan grabbed Yang He's collar tightly and couldn't help but murmur.

"Brother, my uncle has been telling me to go to the tea garden in my dreams."

"He said……"

"He said the tea tree roots were eating the moon!!"

Yang He's right eye exploded, and A'ruan's words sounded like a curse, echoing in the ears of everyone present. The heads of the two men with lesser cultivation were shattered into pieces.

There was only darkness before Gong Sui's eyes, but he could sense the death of his fellow travelers.

He cast a spell, and a horn broke out from his forehead and stabbed towards the direction where the little girl's voice came from.

Chi Kai screamed in agony as the bull's horn pierced his heart directly.

The tunnel was filled with the humming sound of millions of ceramic jars resonating with each other, and the sound waves, wrapped in the stinking tea dregs, gushed out and fell on the surface of the bus carriage with a sizzling sound.

Chi Kai's chest, which was pierced by the bull's horn, began to swell, and blood vessels shaped like tea tree roots emerged, and the flowing black blood looked like damp and moldy tea stalks.

"Brother, do you smell the tea?"

Chi Kai let out a chuckle that sounded like sandpaper rubbing against each other, his spine was exploding one segment after another, bone spurs piercing through his Taoist robe and blooming into gorgeous pale camellia flowers.

When Gong Sui retracted the ox horn, what he took out was not internal organs, but wet green tea leaves.

He fell to the ground helplessly, retching continuously.

suddenly.

The bus carriage drove out of the tunnel and the moonlight came into view again.

Gong Sui looked around the carriage for the third time. All the passengers were dead or injured, except for a man in the front row and a little beggar who were safe and sound.

"It's you!"

"You must have bewitched my junior brother. It was you who deliberately let the ghost car come to the outskirts of the city..."

He was already hysterical, using his hands and feet to crawl towards Yang He.

Yang He hesitated and said, "Hey, if I say that you are asking for trouble... Never mind, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."

Gong Sui was even more incredulous when facing the Yin Qi emitted by Yang He. He was only in the Zuodan realm. No, he couldn't possibly be in the Zuodan realm!!

He forced three of us to die and one to be injured, how could he be in the Zuodan realm!!!

Followed by.

A huge amount of blood oozes out of Yang He's pores. The bus carriage stops in place, and countless eyeballs open in all directions.

The ghost-subduing nails were squeezed out one after another, and the public carriage was no longer able to resist the parasitism of the Taoist Temple of Flesh and Blood.

"You...you are not a human at all!" Gong Sui roared with distorted features, but at the same time he felt relieved, it turned out that he was not in the Zuodan realm.

The public carriage let out the wail of a dying beast.

Twelve pairs of ribs crisscrossed to cover the front and back of the carriage, and the weak heartbeat became more and more intense.

Gong Sui's pupils dizzied as three grooms appeared beside the gate. They were not living people, but three lifelike stone statues.

"Welcome to take a seat."

Yang He didn't need to make any move, the guardian god transformed by the pupil ghost opened his vertical eyes.

At the moment when Gong Sui's soul flew away, his remaining body sat back down.

The wheels of the Xuerou Taoist Temple rolled and continued to move towards the tea garden. The emerald green tea forests on the low hills could already be seen.

There are two to three hundred temporary workers busy in the tea forest, including many disciples of the Chan sect.

(End of this chapter)