Mythology

Chapter 249 Li Kui and Li Gui
Yang He approached the platform and quietly entered the black cat's mustard seed space.

There was no light on the platform, and the black cat easily bypassed the eyes of the Jiejiao Sect and then chose to lie dormant in a secluded corner.

"There are only three people in the Hunyuan realm, no Guixu realm?"

Yang He frowned slightly, but soon looked relieved.

From the perspective of Jiejiao, there would be no possibility of any accident in besieging and killing the true disciples of Chenjiao. Even if Zhao Gongming did not take action, it would be a foregone conclusion with the magic array arranged in advance.

Not to mention that Zhao Gongming would come in person, so there was no need to deploy additional cultivators.

The Jiejiao monks of a higher level should be stationed in various places of the Ten Absolute Formations. There are not many of them, just like Liu Huan in Ping An Hospital before.

"Haha, I don't know what's going on with Master Taiyi."

Yang He knew that he had to fight quickly to avoid Taiyi Zhenren being suddenly defeated.

If dozens of Jiejiao monks on the platform died, and the Twelve Golden Immortals descended into the Ten Deadly Formations one after another, there would be no need to worry about the Jiejiao immortals focusing their attention on themselves.

The only thing Yang He was afraid of was the Seven Monsters of Meishan.

Yuan Hong was squatting against the wall, seemingly chewing something, with blood constantly flowing out from between his teeth. The Jiejiao monks all walked around him.

Yang He's eyes looked at Yuan Hong and fell on the latter's forehead.

"Well."

Yuan Hong was extremely perceptive, as if he was vaguely aware of being watched. He looked around vigilantly, and then continued to gnaw on the unknown flesh and blood.

He was more than two meters tall, with long and narrow arms that reached down to his knees, a hunched body, and exposed skin covered with hair, like a mandrill.

There is a cloudy pupil between the eyebrows.

"Three eyes?"

The pupils are completely useless, as if they have not yet fully developed.

Yang He couldn't help but mutter, "Once Yuan Hong's three eyes grow out, won't they be exactly the same as Yang Jian's magical powers?"

Moreover, the auras of the man and the ape are very similar.

The remaining six monsters of Meishan were placed in large vats on the edge of the platform, emitting a strong yin energy.

There was an endless stream of animal roars, the obvious sounds of which included those of cows, dogs, pigs and sheep.

Yuan Hong smiled and said, "My children are hungry. Bring the blood food here as soon as possible. Otherwise, how can we have the strength to deal with the bastards of the Chan Sect?"

Teng Hanfei nodded slightly, signaling the monks to do as he was told.

Piles of corpses poured into the vat, followed by a creepy noise.

"Daozhang Yuan."

Teng Hanfei said respectfully: "There is still half a day before the Chan Sect arrives, and the blood food may not be enough to feed the Taoist friends from Meishan."

"Oh?"

Yuan Hong narrowed his eyes and the vat began to shake violently.

"Master Yuan, there are a total of 20 to 30 people in the Chan Sect. Except for those who have been handed over to the eldest brother, you can dispose of the rest of the bodies as you wish."

The person in the Hunyuan realm who spoke was named Ji Wen. His strength was not much inferior to Teng Hanfei, but his life span was coming to an end and his energy and blood had already been mostly depleted.

Yuan Hongan licked his lips and said, "Zhao Gongming has already agreed that the Heavenly Eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows will also be mine. Do you have any objections?"

"No, Taoist Yuan will take it away."

"Hehehehe, I agree."

Yuan Hong let out a creepy laugh and then tore his own flesh and blood.

Most of his shoulder was left with only bones, and the blood and flesh he sacrificed calmed the six monsters. Then the wound began to recover visibly, and one could see the flesh and bones being threaded through by a faint white light.

"It is worthy of being called Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills."

Yang He secretly sighed that the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art can make the body indestructible and can also give rise to 72 transformations. The 72 Earthly Transformations practiced by Sun Wukong may have the same origin.

Yang Jian masters both the Law of Heaven and Earth and the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, proving that the two can coexist.

"No matter how you look at it, Yuan Hong and Yang Jian are closely related. Otherwise, how could the magical powers of a man and an ape be so similar?"

"Yuan Hong is thinking about Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye. Could it be that he wants to restore the missing eye between his eyebrows?"

Yang He became more and more curious, and took the opportunity to ask Yang Jian while communicating with the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple, but the latter hesitated and did not respond.

Yang Jian only mentioned that he had experienced a disaster before he became Jade Ding Zhenren's apprentice.

Therefore the body and soul suffer loss.

Yang He felt the flesh and blood subway approaching little by little, his expression thoughtful, and suddenly he recalled Erlang Shen in Journey to the West.

Erlang Zhenjun and the six monsters in Meishan are brothers, and they are collectively called the Seven Saints of Meishan.

"The author of Investiture of the Gods has a bit of a bad taste. He created the Seven Monsters of Meishan and replaced the leader Yang Jian with Yuan Hong."

"Isn't it just a replica of Sun Wukong and Liu Er Macaque?"

"We must get Yuan Hong's body no matter what."

Yang He suppressed all distracting thoughts, as he still had half an hour to arrive at the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple.

He silently restrained his breath and transformed into a nearly twenty-meter-tall land dragon. He then hovered in the mustard seed space and stared at the three people in the Hunyuan realm.

Not long after, a faint light flickered in the tunnel.

"Brother Teng, the Chan Sect may arrive early!!!"

All the monks were extremely excited.

In their view, the process of encircling and suppressing the true teachings of the Chan sect is an opportunity, and the true teachings of those who are born with immortal bodies are all resources.

Even drinking soup can benefit them a lot.

Ji Wen smiled, and the first thing he thought of was how to allocate resources. "First, activate the Shushan Formation, and don't let anything slip through."

"Brother Ji, could this be a trick?"

Teng Hanfei asked hesitantly: "According to the subway schedule, it should be midnight, and it's still several hours away from midnight." "The schedule is just a piece of waste paper, how can you be sure that the information is true?"

Teng Hanfei opened his mouth, but seeing Ji Wen's determined expression, he had to swallow his words back.

As the magic circle was activated, the area around the railway tracks became muddy and gradually turned into a swamp. Anything that fell into the swamp would find it difficult to extricate itself.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother. Don't forget that Senior Brother is watching over us."

Ji Wen patted Teng Hanfei's shoulder, and then his own little world slowly appeared, and a thin layer of dirty water suddenly appeared on the platform.

The water surface was rippling and emitting a faint fishy smell.

Upon seeing this, the monks jumped into the sewage without hesitation. The water surface rippled slightly, and nearly a hundred people disappeared without even a trace of breath.

The sewage may seem shallow, but it is actually three or four meters deep.

Yang He stared at Ji Wen's extremely simple little world, which smelled like a cesspool in July, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

In fact, most of the small worlds of Hunyuan realm cultivators are at this level.

It has just taken shape and has almost no additional power. Like Yang He's Three Corpses Small World, it is simply an outlier among outliers.

"Yang Jian, after I eat you, I will be you."

Yuan Hong took out the seventh large vat and leaned over to get into it.

Teng Hanfei was not in a hurry to hide. His eyes fell on the path leading to the waiting hall, and the uneasiness in his heart was growing stronger.

"Something's wrong."

He used telepathy to contact Zhou Bogu and the other man who were guarding the waiting hall.

As a result, there was no response for a long time. The two seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, even though they should have come to meet each other at this time.

and also.

The fall of Ping An Hospital also seems strange and inexplicable.

As soon as Teng Hanfei left, a disaster occurred. More than a dozen of his fellow practitioners died, and even Senior Brother Liu Huan unfortunately lost his life.

It is said that the evil spirit got out of control, causing the Ping An Hospital area to fall.

But isn’t that too much of a coincidence?
Teng Hanfei walked slowly to the door, pushed it hard, and the wind blew in his face. The corridor leading to the waiting hall came into view. In the darkness, there seemed to be several ghost shadows flashing by.

"The ghost realm suppressed by Senior Brother should be able to hold out for a few more days."

"Why did it fail at this exact moment?"

Teng Hanfei broke out in a cold sweat as he suddenly realized that on the surface it was the Jie Sect that ambushed and killed the Chen Sect, but unknowingly, they were trapped on the platform.

"No, I have to tell my senior brother immediately."

He took out the jade pendant and sent his thoughts, but his consciousness seemed to disappear into the sea without any response.

Woo~~~
The whistle broke the silence.

The tunnel was humming, and the flesh subway was rushing towards us.

After hesitating for a long time, Teng Hanfei closed the door again. Then his flesh and bones continued to compress and he turned into a thin piece of paper and drilled into the crack in the wall.

'Welcome to the C584 train, which will soon arrive at Xiangshan Academy Station.'

'When getting off the train, please pay attention to the gap between the train and the platform, take your belongings with you, and get off from both sides of the door in order.'

Everyone heard a whisper, reminding them that the subway was about to arrive at the station.

They had only heard of the Flesh and Blood Subway, which was the incarnation of the Corpse Daoist. It was about three or four meters in size and shaped like a carriage...

boom.

The flesh and blood subway rushed into the platform, and as it slowed down, its appearance was exposed to everyone.

Including Teng Hanfei, they all felt their scalps tingling at the same time. What on earth is this so-called flesh and blood subway? ! !

The Flesh and Blood Metro continues to grow with the evil corpses provided by Yang He.

It is already a huge monster over 300 meters long!
The front of the car looks like a dragon or a human, with a ferocious face covered with densely packed compound eyes, each eye flashing a faint green light.

The sharp white fangs were half exposed and sticky saliva dripped from the corners of the mouth.

The carriage is filled with flesh and blood, and the surface is covered with a thick layer of bone armor. Blood vessels and meridians extend everywhere, as if it is breathing all the time.

Boom! ! !
The flesh and blood subway was deeply trapped in the Shushan Formation and could not escape from it even if it rolled.

Teng Hanfei's heart was beating like a drum as he watched Ji Wen's small world block both sides of the tunnel. Then the monks gradually got out of the sewage and released long whip-shaped genitals to tie up the car body.

He swept his spiritual sense around and found that all seven carriages were empty.

"not good!"

Teng Hanfei's alarm bells rang, and he was about to speak out to remind him, but it was too late.

At some point, three statues of guardian gods appeared at the door of the carriage, and Ji Wen's already fragile little world was expanded.

puff.

Ji Wen vomited blood and looked at the guardian deity in disbelief.

The monks immediately suffered the backlash of the damage to their genitals, and nearly half of the hundred people fainted.

Two statues came to both sides of the tunnel to prevent the Jiejiao monks from escaping. In an instant, the situation was completely reversed.

Yuan Hong said coldly: "What do you mean by Jiejiao?"

The two Hunyuan realm masters did not respond.

Ji Wen was suppressing his injuries, and the small world was almost destroyed by the guardian god.

Teng Hanfei's face turned pale, and the jade pendant in his arms emitted Zhao Gongming's message, but these two short sentences made him feel despair.

'Evacuate.'

'Taiyi Zhenren uses his external Dharma body to descend into the Ten Absolute Formations and find the remaining eleven as quickly as possible.'

(End of this chapter)