Mythology

Chapter 257: Tools Help Me Become Immortal

Yang He returned to the main world and was not in a hurry to exchange the plague master's head.

He immediately contacted various contacts to confirm that nothing had happened in the main world, fearing that it would affect his recovery practice in the future.

The result was no different, and it turned out that I was worrying too much.

The false world of the Ten Absolute Formations cannot exist for long.

Yang He also realized that history is inevitable. Perhaps he could have changed the rise and fall of some forces three thousand years ago, but it would be difficult to cause the direction of the main world to deviate.

Even if the chessboard of Investiture of the Gods is overturned, it cannot be done.

Yang He exchanged for the Plague Taoist's head and immediately put it into the Treasure Bone Tomb. In a moment, Yin Bao had refined the head and a flash of spiritual light appeared.

If you look closely, you can see that the lines on the surface have extended slightly.

Yang He couldn't help but sigh that his brain was really of infinite use. After mixing with many kinds of immortal bodies, it was definitely the most superior Yin object.

"what?"

He had a subtle expression as he noticed that the upper and lower jaws of the corpse Taoist child on the top of the tower were wide open, and there was space inside for two or three thousand more heads.

"It should be the filial piety of the children, not bad, not bad."

"This shows that what I did in the Ten Absolute Formation was at least positive for the ten sons of the Yang family. There is nothing wrong with training ghost riders."

In a sense, the Ghost Rider can be considered a disciple of the Ten Sons of the Yang Family.

Yang He accepted them all with a smile. Baogu Ling was getting closer and closer to becoming a top-notch Yin treasure. Whenever he used it, others would know that he was the ancestor of the Demon Sect.

With tens of thousands of heads, it would take some humanity to create a treasure bone tomb.

Yang He then started to refine a batch of elixirs to assist in cultivation, as well as more than a dozen statues of Nuwa in various shapes, preparing to scatter them in the Ten Absolute Formations.

The preparations took four days, and there are still eleven days before the Nuwa Festival in the main world.

"Let's go, it's time to rebuild the Fa Tian Xiang Di."

【Common things: a song in the heart】

[Related stories: 〈Ghost Formation〉, 〈Five-Colored Ghost〉, 〈Nine-Curved Ghost〉, whether to consume 10 points of spiritual vision to enter the story world]

"determine."

Yang He's smile faded. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the statue of Nuwa placed in the mustard seed space became more and more real, and her expression was lifelike.

He looked again at Peibai City where time seemed to stand still.

Totems with human heads and snake bodies could be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. The sudden Nuwa festival was unprecedented and countless people responded.

"No matter what happens during the Nuwa Festival, let's wait until the Ghost Formation is over."

"Play the role of [Third Prince]."

.........

It's still the familiar feeling, and my five senses are recovering little by little.

The Third Prince's dantian, which was damaged when he was condensing the Three Corpses Small World, has been completely repaired during his sleep, and his body and soul have reached their peak state.

Followed by.

There was a burst of noise in Yang He's ears, as if he was in a vegetable market.

He opened his eyes and found that the sound came from outside the carriage. He moved his limbs to open the door, and what came into view was a crowd of people passing by.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and strange herbal aroma.

The Flesh and Blood Metro has grown several times, and while it only has a few more carriages on the outside, its interior space has actually increased several times. The corridors outside the carriages are just right for the disciples to set up stalls and trade.

"Come and take a look. This is the killer's heart blood! It's a must for refining weapons and elixirs!" The burly man with scars all over his face waved a jade bottle, and the liquid in the bottle was glowing with a strange luster.

“A fragment of the inferior Yinbao Xuanji Mirror!”

"Qi-boosting pill recipe!!"

Shouts were heard one after another. The number of outer disciples of the Chan Sect had reached more than 150. Yang He also saw several familiar figures.

"Junior Brother Qingfeng."

Taoist Qingfeng brought his two disciples and seemed a little reserved when they saw Yang He.

"Meet Senior Brother Longxuhu."

"I've met my uncle."

Taoist Qingfeng has already advanced to the Taiyuan Realm, and is obviously doing better than when he was the Plague Ghost. Mingshan Mingshui is also approaching the Zuodan Realm.

Yang He chatted briefly and learned that it was the disciples of the Chan sect who spontaneously bartered.

The retreat room is no longer free, and requires a certain number of evil corpses to be provided. This way, the nutrients of the flesh and blood subway can be replenished.

Every time the Flesh and Blood Subway arrives at the station, there are groups of monks going in and out.

Responsible for clearing out the evil spirits that have arisen around subway stations.

Today, the Flesh and Blood Subway has formed a virtuous circle. The number of carriages has reached thirty, and some of the carriages have gradually constructed a second layer.

"No wonder Du Chang lamented that Jiejiao's life was not as good as Chanjiao's."

"With the flesh and blood iron present, even if there are bound to be some casualties, the remaining disciples of the Chan Sect can benefit from it. It is truly an opportunity."

Yang He strolled around and returned to his carriage.

He communicated with the flesh and blood subway, and was immediately shocked by what he gained in such a short period of time.

Even though the Flesh and Blood Subway was constantly devouring the corpses of evil spirits, there were still more than a thousand left, and the accumulated Yin energy was even more massive.

Yang He glanced through the carriages and found many of the true teachings of the Chan sect outside.

Yang Jian is still trying to break through the Guixu Realm, but it is already nearing the end. The small world within his body is transforming into a rudimentary dojo.

Unconsciously, I found myself in control of a considerable power.

"After all, they are all at a low level, so they must be driven with caution."

Yang He's mind moved, the carriage blocked out the sound, and then a crack appeared in the ground, and Qiankun Yanyue's intestines were half exposed outside.

"hey-hey."

He couldn't stop laughing, and the number of possessed ghosts in his stomach was overflowing.

The scene was somewhat creepy, with dozens of possessed ghosts tangling with each other in the dark pool, fighting for the negative energy released from the stomach and intestines. The possessed ghosts looked like skin and bones, with their ribs shrunken.

The whole is like a spine with skin.

"If the Qiankun Yanyue Pool is complete, it can even turn a ten-meter-long evil spirit into rice grains."

Yang He cut open his palm, and a drop of corpse immortal blood fell into Qiankun Yanyue's stomach. Immediately, the water in the pool boiled, and the possessed ghosts fought for the corpse immortal blood.

Bang bang bang.

There was an endless stream of muffled sounds, and the possessed ghosts turned into minced meat one after another.

However, there are also individuals who absorb a trace of the blood of the corpse immortal.

Yang He ignored it. In the end, only one possessed ghost would survive in the Qiankun Yanyue Stomach. Only by selecting them in this way could he ensure that they were suitable for him.

"hiss."

He guided the accumulated Yin energy into his body, and immediately all the pores on his body opened up.

The Three Corpses Small World swallowed up the Yin energy, and the boundaries of the small world slowly expanded, and the area of ​​ten feet soon increased by one or two feet.

Xuyuan is to open up a small world, and when it reaches its peak it can impact Hongyuan.

It doesn’t matter if the Yin Energy provided by the tool man is uneven. Anyway, he won’t use it for his own benefit, and it won’t cause the Three Corpses’ small world to become empty.

Yin energy is consumed by 20%.

The Three Corpses Small World has already reached twenty-five feet, and the ordinary Hunyuan Realm is just like this.

Yin energy is consumed by 30%.

Although the Three Corpses Small World was still desolate, a rain fell and the rising yin energy nourished the small world, but there was no quantitative change.

Yin energy is consumed by 50%.

The Three Corpses' small world was more than fifty feet in size, and the black gravel surrounding the souls expanded slightly.

The Yin energy is consumed by 70%.

The eighty-zhang-wide small world of the Three Corpses appeared faintly behind Yang He. The original plain had some more undulations, making it look more natural.

"Leaving 10% of Yin Qi should be enough for rebuilding. I might as well attack Hong Yuan in one go."

Yang He no longer hesitated, and almost eagerly opened up his small world for quick success. The Third Prince's foundation was unstable, so what did it have to do with me, Yang He?
He witnessed that the area of ​​the Three Corpses' Small World quickly exceeded a hundred feet.

It was only when he reached 107 feet that he felt his limit.

Yang He reached the bottleneck and could be promoted to Hong Yuan with a light leap. It was impossible for a natural immortal body to be stuck in a mere small realm.

"Hey hey hey."

"Good disciple, open your mouth."

Yang He was shocked when he heard a familiar voice.

Before he could react, a pill that melted in his mouth appeared in his mouth, and its strong medicinal properties rushed directly into the Three Corpses Small World.

"You all just mess around, how can you practice like this?"

"Nezha used the fire of karma to open up a small world and almost burned down the Niwan Palace. You are making all the disciples of the Chan Sect to do the wedding, hehe."

"Master, I am also doing this to maintain my flesh and blood incarnation."

Yang He knew that the visitor was Taiyi Zhenren, so he did not delve into the origin of the elixir. The Three Corpses Small World continued to expand in severe pain, and soon it reached a size of 145 meters.

The negative energy in the Three Corpses' small world subsided, and spiritual energy overflowed from its edges.

Naturally, he has broken through to Hong Yuan.

Yang He roughly scanned the small world and judged it to be a barren land. However, if he integrated one hundred and eight objects into it, it should be able to bring about changes.

He came back to his senses and saw Taiyi Zhenren sitting cross-legged in front of him.

"Master, you..."

Taiyi Zhenren was seriously injured. Not only was there a fist-sized gap on his neck, but only a piece of his third arm was left.

"It's not a big deal. Zhao Gongming is also having a hard time."

Yang He smiled and said nothing. If the battle record was based on the original work, Zhao Gongming would be more powerful than you. The Taoist Master Ran Deng retreated in a panic, and his mount, the sika deer, was cut in half.

"Cough cough cough."

"What your master just gave you is the Spiritual Marrow Pill, which can assist in the creation of a small world and also reduce the drawbacks of possessing another body."

"Seize the body?"

Yang He was stunned for a moment, then Taiyi Zhenren sneered and said, "Master has not yet come to settle accounts with you. Even if your physical body is destroyed, you should not take over the body of Jiang Ziya's disciple. Don't you know Jiang Ziya's special status in the Chan Sect?"

"Master, my body has not been destroyed."

"It's not destroyed, why are you destroying the dragon-whiskered tiger?"

Taiyi Zhenren was furious. Jiang Ziya was the candidate chosen by Yuanshi Tianzun to be deified, and the Twelve Golden Immortals had to show respect when they saw him.

"Listen to my explanation. I am only using Junior Brother Longxuhu's body. His soul is trapped in the center of the formation along with my body."

"Well."

Taiyi Zhenren frowned slightly, but after thinking carefully, he realized that his disciple was not the kind of person who would act recklessly.

"I will keep this a secret for you, and you can apologize to Jiang Ziya afterwards."

"The disciple understands."

Yang He realized that once the story was over, he had to merge the characters. If he thought of Wen Dao Ren, Taiyi Zhenren would have to kill his own relatives for the sake of justice.

Taiyi Zhenren tapped Yang He's brow, and a complete three-headed, six-armed dharma body was infused into his mind, containing a lot of annotations on fusion, transcending tribulation, and even some related pill recipes.

"Thank you, Master." Yang He stood up and saluted respectfully.

Taiyi Zhenren stroked his beard and nodded, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Who would have thought that Yang He, who had transformed his corpse into an immortal body, could actually surpass Nezha.

If I am not mistaken, Yang He’s small world is already a hundred feet in size, which is more than enough for him to overcome the calamity. He can become an immortal without the List of Gods.

(End of this chapter)