Mythology

Chapter 258 The First Nuo Ghost in History
Taiyi Zhenren is so rare and reliable that he has annotated the cultivation method of the three-headed, six-armed Dharmakaya in great detail, even to the point of indicating the various types of heavenly tribulations that one may encounter in the Tribulation Realm.

And there are twenty or thirty ways to become an immortal.

Yang He suddenly understood and had an idea of ​​the path of cultivation.

Taiyi Zhenren stroked the mole at the corner of his mouth and said, "Disciple, I'm afraid your name has already been recorded in the Conferred God List, but if you have a choice, try not to become an immortal through the canonization of the Heavenly Court."

"Master, what are the drawbacks of the immortal gods in heaven?"

Taiyi Zhenren shook his head repeatedly and said vaguely: "The position of immortal has too many restrictions."

Yang He said respectfully: "Disciple understands."

Starting from the fusion stage, practitioners need to determine their own way to become immortal.

Yang He had already weighed the pros and cons and decided that the most suitable option for him at the moment was undoubtedly to achieve immortality through corpse transformation. Although it was not a superior path to immortality, with the help of an immortal body through corpse transformation, he would surely become the greatest corpse immortal throughout history.

He suddenly thought of the Dasi court in the main world.

All channels indicate that there are no real immortals in the imperial court, but could there be something else hidden?
The world has changed dramatically over the past three thousand years, and the method of becoming an immortal should have been innovative. It seems that I have to find a chance to find out the truth after reaching the fusion stage.

By the way, find out which level of the endless hell the Dasi court has explored to.

Taiyi Zhenren raised his eyes and looked towards the next carriage, "Master, I have an unwelcome request."

"Master, please speak."

Taiyi Zhenren had a complicated expression, "Your brother's character is too extreme. If this continues, I'm afraid he won't be able to make it to the Tribulation Realm. If you have a chance, please help him."

Yang He replied solemnly: "Brother and I are like brothers, I will never stand idly by."

He thought to himself that in his memory, Nezha did not accept the title, but practiced on his own to become an immortal, and eventually served as the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly in the Heavenly Palace.

This position is prominent and in charge of the three altars of heaven, earth and water. He can mobilize heavenly soldiers and generals and is definitely a powerful figure in heaven.

In Yang He's opinion, Nezha is undoubtedly the pillar of the first echelon of Journey to the West.

Without Li Jing restraining him, Nezha would likely go further.

Seeing that Yang He had no grudges, Taiyi Zhenren said with relief, "Master, I am relieved."

Yang He was hesitant to speak. Taiyi Zhenren's attitude was a little strange. It felt like he was arranging his funeral. Perhaps there were signs that Taiyi Zhenren would become a ghost, and it had been predicted in advance.

Maybe he was thinking too much. After all, the saints of the two religions would personally take action next.

The Twelve Golden Immortals may not be sure of living to see the day they are deified.

"Disciple, there is one more thing."

Taiyi Zhenren has obviously been paying attention to the ten sons of the Yang family. "Chi Jingzi has arrived and is fighting the evil spirit transformed by Yao Bin. Disciple, you can start from the tea garden to deal with the ten heavenly monarchs."

Yang He raised his eyebrows, realizing that this was indeed his chance.

The ten heavenly kings in the original work all seemed to have died at the hands of the twelve golden immortals. If Chi Jingzi was in the tea garden, he would indeed have an opportunity to take advantage of.

"Master, why did Master Chi Jingzi want to deal with Yao Tianjun?"

"The Ten Absolute Formation is airtight and was set up by ten Loose Immortals. Chi Jingzi should have considered opening a flaw in the formation."

Yang He agreed deeply. As long as one of the Ten Heavenly Lords fell, the strength of the other would decrease, and the Ten Sons of the Yang Family would have a chance to take his place.

"Disciple, I may not have the energy to protect you."

Taiyi Zhenren patted the wall of the carriage, leaving marks on the surface.

"Don't think of this corpse as an indestructible place. Zhao Gongming already knows that it was you who assisted the Twelve Golden Immortals to descend. Once this person escapes, he might attack you."

Yang He frowned, Zhao Gongming was not the kind of person who would haggle over trivial matters.

But the problem is that the predicament of Jiejiao in the Ten Absolute Formations was entirely caused by himself, and Zhao Gongming's fellow outer sect members suffered heavy casualties.

Putting ourselves in Zhao Gongming's perspective, Yang He must be killed with our own hands.

Yang He shuddered.

"Disciple, the locations of the Ten Heavenly Lords are all the cores of the formation. If you want to know where is safe, perhaps only the core can hinder Zhao Gongming a little."

Taiyi Zhenren’s meaning was very clear, to grab the center of the formation!

The Jiejiao will not destroy its own Ten Deadly Formations, and Zhao Gongming may not hate you to the point of madness. You can just stay here until the Chenjiao eliminates Zhao Gongming.

"My dear disciple, take care!"

After saying this, Taiyi Zhenren disappeared in an instant.

Yang He narrowed his eyes and immediately contacted Du Chang, who was disguised as a constable. The government was growing very quickly, and anyone with a ghost in his body could recover his strength through resurrection.

According to rough estimates, the number of constables is already half a hundred.

Yang He originally planned to let Liu Zhishang investigate the truth of the tea garden, but unexpectedly, the latter could no longer wait and went to the tea garden.

Come to think of it, Liu Zhishang could not see the danger of the tea garden at all.

All I know is that a large number of companions died before.

"No, the opportunity is fleeting and we must seize it. Even if it is urgent, we must go to the tea garden. In two days, it will be the fifth expansion."

Yang He twisted his right arm off with all his strength, and roots stretched out from the floor of the carriage to receive the severed limb.

"If I die in the tea garden, I can just rely on my severed limbs to return to the flesh and blood subway, but it will take at least three days to have an intact body."

Yang He did not plan to mobilize the monks of the Chan sect on this trip, as he did not want to waste manpower in the tea garden.

"Kuroko."

Meow~~~~
"Remind me when it's time to be ugly."

The black cat rolled its eyes and twitched its tail to indicate its agreement.

Yang He hurried to open Qiankun Yanyue's stomach, and a fishy stench hit him in the face.

There is only one possessed ghost left.

Its hair was disheveled, and its aura was close to that of an evil ghost, but its size was much larger than that of a possessed ghost of the same level, and due to taking the blood of a corpse fairy, it had actually undergone some mutations. It had twelve pairs of arms growing from its ribs, and five on its head.

Roar! ! !
The possessed ghost stared at Yang He fiercely and carefully crawled out of Qiankun Yanyue's stomach.

Unexpectedly, it did not actively attack Yang He, but instead lowered its head and crawled on the ground. It was obvious that its intelligence was enough to ward off disasters and avoid misfortunes.

"The Qiankun Yanyue Pond is indeed the immortal palace founded by our master. It is truly mysterious."

Eye worms swarmed into the possessed ghost’s mouth and nose.

Waves of wailing echoed in the carriage, and the possessed ghost was slowly being drained of its negative energy.

Before long, the possessed ghost was so weak that even the weaker ghost could not defeat it, and the eye worms then gnawed away at the former's limbs and ribs.

Only one spine remains.

Yang He called out the gods and ghosts, and evil spirits in the form of mist roamed around the house.

After the descending ghost was promoted to the Hunyuan realm, it was still in an amorphous and void appearance. Although its entire body was covered with spiritual roots, they came from the other two ghosts. At the same time, it was also unable to give birth to a ghost realm.

Fa Tian Xiang Di is merely a medium for the unity of man and ghost, and the descending ghost itself is extremely weak.

Yang He forcibly suppressed the descending ghost according to the records of Nuo Xiang. Fa Tian Xiang Di, and allowed the possessed ghost to drill into the descending ghost's body and parasitize it.

He took out the Yin items related to the reconstruction and stimulated the possessed ghost regardless of the ghost's struggle.

The possessed ghost greedily absorbed the negative energy, and his realm gradually improved.

Yang He was afraid that the noise would be too loud, so he simply put the two ghosts into the tripod. The realm of the descending ghost began to lower, and as soon as he entered the innate realm, the two ghosts showed initial fusion.

The possessed ghost extended its ribs outward, and the ethereal body of the descending ghost became somewhat solid.

"Generally speaking, the Nuo Xiang Ghost is derived from the Wan Hua Bai Gui Hun Yuan Sutra, and is worthy of being the supreme method taught by the Goddess Nuwa."

The descending ghost fell into silence, and his realm had fallen to the state of concentration.

Lasts for one day.

The two ghosts' realms gradually became equal, with only the perfection of the fetal transformation realm remaining. However, they were already inseparable, and the whole was like a spine shrouded in mist, with their consciousness competing for dominance.

It was both emotional and logical for Yang He to hope that the consciousness of the descending ghost would swallow up the possessed ghost.

However, the ghost usually behaved too incompetently, so he took the opportunity to temper his character.

Meow! ! !
Along with the black cat's hiss, the subway's reminder rang in my ears.

'Welcome to train C584, the train will arrive at Chayuan Station soon.'

'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.'

Yang He shook the tripod vigorously, held Yin Bao in his palm and walked out of the carriage.

The Baogu Ling flashed past his head, swallowing up all the Yin energy accumulated in the flesh and blood subway, and then turned into an ornament and fell around Yang He's waist.

The black cat could see that this journey was dangerous, but it felt even more unsafe if it was left alone in the carriage, so it quickly crawled under Yang He's feet.

A man and a cat came to the extremely noisy corridor, and the shouting was incessant.

After just a few steps, the ghost had already sensed something.

Yang He's eyes fell on a ghost heart on the stall. It looked ordinary on the outside, but it was one of the 108 items needed by the Three Corpses World.

"How do you sell a ghost heart?"

Just as the stall owner was about to make an offer, a sharp-eyed monk nearby quickly tugged at his sleeve.

"So... it's Senior Brother Longxuhu. They are just some common evil spirit organs. If you like them, feel free to take them."

Yang He did not take the pills for nothing and threw a few pills to the stall owner.

"Brother, you are so generous!"

As soon as Gui Xin entered the Three Corpses Small World, a brief blood rain broke out inside, but after a while the small world returned to peace again.

Yang He looked carefully and found the difference was that there were a few wisps of smoke floating in the Three Corpses' small world.

The one hundred and eight objects are very metaphysical. Sometimes, even ordinary objects that suit oneself are able to transform the small world.

After Yang He walked around the carriage, he found seven items.

The further you go in the list of the 108 items, the harder it is to find. This shows that spiritual practice requires chance and coincidence, and becoming an immortal is like a single-plank bridge that millions of people have to cross.

Kaka.

The Flesh and Blood Subway stopped next to the platform.

It was just the hour of Chou, and the night outside was still as dark as ink.

No monks from the Chan sect got off the bus, as the tea garden was a notoriously dangerous place.

Yang He restrained his breath and quietly disappeared on the stairs leading to the ground.

As they walked, the tripod made a sound of bones colliding.

Yang He raised the corner of his mouth. The ghost who descended from the gods was not so outrageous that the possessed ghost could become the master.

The lid of the tripod was opened.

The Nuo ghost is an evil spirit created by Yang He, and its appearance is more or less influenced by the subconscious mind.

At first glance, Yang He felt that the Nuoxiang ghost seemed to be a flag inserted on the back of the female warrior, but the flag was not made of cloth, but condensed from black and gray water mist.

The flagpole is a white spine with distinct joints, each emitting a faint cold light.

The spiritual patterns on the surface of the Nuo ghost are truly derived from Nuo opera. The lines are twisted, embodying the common people's worship of saints.

"As the first Nuoxiang ghost in history, let me see what you are capable of."

The Nuo ghost was inserted into Yang He's back, and a protective mysterious light enveloped his whole body, turning into a Taoist robe that was neither Taoist nor a yellow ghost waistcoat that belonged to the Nuo opera.

(End of this chapter)