Mythology

Chapter 262 The First Flag [Corpse]

The tea fragrance became stronger and stronger, and the whole tea garden was filled with a sweet smell.

Yin Hong sat in front of the window, his eyes fixed on the process of Grandma Yue making black tea.

Although Grandma Yue seemed to be moving slowly, she had an eerie feeling that was hard to conceal. Wherever she passed, body parts and broken pieces were scattered all over the ground, and the soil was dyed dark red.

Withering, rolling, fermentation, re-rolling, and fumigation.

Not long after, Grandma Yue's black tea making process reached the final step of re-firing.

Yin Hong's back straightened unconsciously, his eyes fixed on the re-firing room, as if he had foreseen the tragic situation of Yang He's death.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the window frame, making a slight thumping sound.

"here we go."

Granny Yue came closer to the fire room and spilled a handful of black tea leaves.

After going through many processes, the black tea leaves have been given life. To be more precise, the black tea leaves have become evil and emit a shrill hissing sound.

The surface is covered with fine lines that seem to be pulsating slightly like blood vessels.

Then the red tea leaves couldn't wait to get into the gaps between the doors and windows.

In addition to Yang He, there were several puppets in the re-firing room. When the tea pickers saw the red tea leaves, they all knelt down on the ground at the same time.

As corpses, the tea pickers have long lost their consciousness as they did in life.

It is just a part of the tea garden ecological chain.

Yin Hong watched as the red tea leaves were shared by the tea pickers. The rustling sound continued, and soon Yang He was the only one left in the room.

"Longxuhu, you really treat the tea garden as a retreat cave."

Yang He did not react at all from beginning to end. He was sitting cross-legged the whole time. A strong yin energy was surrounding him. He was isolated within half a meter by a small world, preventing the red tea leaves from approaching.

Yin Hong's confusion was beyond words, and he couldn't help but move closer to the window.

No matter how you look at it, Yang He is practicing in seclusion, and it doesn't seem like a sudden opportunity, but more like he is actively seeking promotion.

The patterns of Nuo opera appeared all over his body, and he had no time to care about Grandma Yue.

"He... is a lunatic, right?!!"

"Don't all the disciples of the Chan Sect gather at some subway station? It is said that there is an incarnation of the Corpse Taoist who protects them and provides them with daily practice."

"Why did Longxuhu go to the tea garden at all this trouble?"

Yin Hong felt a little uneasy. Yang He's behavior was completely beyond his expectations. It was precisely because of the unknown that it seemed unpredictable.

“Let’s make tea~~”

Grandma Yue's laughter echoed through the mountains with an eerie glee.

She walked slowly around the re-fire room. The grass and trees in the courtyard withered rapidly. The black tea leaves became brighter and brighter, and the fragrance intensified.

In the tea making process, only the second frying can achieve the best quality.

"You...are you still not dead?!!"

Yin Hong was stunned for a moment, and noticed that Yang He suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of smile in his pupils, as if he was mocking his behavior.

"Pretending is just a waste of effort before death!!"

"kindness?"

Yin Hong was stunned.

Yang He closed his eyes again and actually let go of his small world on his own initiative. His body was exposed to the high temperature of Grandma Yue, and smoke and dust immediately rose.

That is caused by the evaporation of water in the body.

Yin Hong was unable to release his spiritual sense and had no idea of ​​the situation in the fire-regenerating chamber. His expression became extremely solemn, with anxiety filling his brows.

Could it be that Longxuhu had made preparations in advance before arriving at the tea garden?
Could it be that Longxuhu's absurd behavior is due to his self-confidence?
There was a flaw in Yin Hong's state of mind, and he was possessed again. Scars appeared on his skin out of thin air, and he could only try his best to suppress his restlessness.

Even so, he still stared at the re-firing room.

.........

At the same time, Yang He's situation is indeed optimistic.

At the moment Moon Grandma appeared, he had actually made full preparations to die, and quietly hid the statue of Nuwa halfway up the mountain.

Although the Immaculate Ghost Buddha's cultivation could only reach the perfect state of concentration, but facing the possessed Yin Hong, Yang He was still somewhat confident that he could defeat him if he attacked him properly.

As a result, at this moment, Yang He felt comfortable from the inside out. The high temperature brought by Grandma Yue was really fierce, but the role of the Third Prince was a dragon in the dry land, and he felt like a fish in water.

Yang He's body was able to withstand the high temperature, which was not much different from being in a sauna.

The Baogu Mausoleum exudes negative energy.

The Nuoxiang ghost seemed vulnerable at the bottleneck of the perfect state of concentration. In a moment, Yang He had already put half a foot into the threshold.

The pupil ghost appeared on the forehead, ready to move, and swept across the red tea leaves.

"Yin Hong, you should use your opportunity to honor your elder brother."

Yang He's mind moved, and dense swarms of eye worms crawled out, then attached themselves to the red tea leaves and ate them frantically, and the medicinal power poured into the Niwan Palace.

His consciousness became clear and his spiritual power began to surge.

The red tea leaves had no time to dodge, and soon only the tea stalks were left. It seemed that the fire that Grandma Yue had been burning outside the house had also come to an end.

Yang He took a deep breath, and the Nuoxiang ghost returned to the Hunyuan realm.

"Collect the tea~~"

Grandma Yue stretched out her hand, and the tea stalks fell into her palm.

Then, he walked towards the tea house.

It is very likely that Chi Jingzi's dojo has been integrated into the tea garden, and it is also a back door opened for disciples, making the rules of the tea garden rigid.

Yang He was still kind to his younger brother. Although 99% of the medicinal power had disappeared, at least Yin Hong could have a taste of it.

Yep.

If Yin Hong allowed himself to take advantage of the situation, he wouldn't mind staying in the re-firing room for a while longer.

[Plague Shaman: Pupil Ghost (Yin Shen Ghost)]

[Alien Shaman: Shigui (Yin Shengui)]

[Nuoxiang Wuren: Nuoxiang Ghost (Yin Shen Ghost)]

[Ghost Realm: Big Sun/Three Corpses]

Yang He summoned the panel, and the Nuoxiang ghost made the pupil ghost and the power ghost subtly different. He seemed to no longer be inclined to the method of corpse transformation to become an immortal.

"Witch? I don't know if there is such a thing as a witch fairy."

Yang He stared at the Niwan Palace, where the flag transformed by the Nuo ghost was hanging in it. The black and gray mist on the flag had become solid.

The blank flag represents the ability to refine a type of evil spirit.

"It's completely different from the Eight-Nine Profound Arts."

"The Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts raises beast ghosts in the Niwan Palace to win by quantity. The Hunyuan Realm can possess the transformation skills of twelve kinds of birds and beasts, but the Nuoxiang ghosts in the same realm actually only have one kind."

Yang He had already made the decision on the flag.

Not anything evil.

There may be more than one ghost or god at the source of evil spirits. Just like the pupil ghost, the related ghosts and gods include Jiazi Taisui, Puhua Tianzun, Huode Xingjun...

Instead of refining the evil spirits, Yang He might as well refine the flesh and skin of ghosts and gods directly.

I actually have it on hand.

Baoguling shook, and some flesh and blood fell off the corpse boy's head.

"Since the corpse Taoist child is on the list, it stands to reason that he must have been canonized as a ghost or god, but I don't know which level of the endless hell his true body is in."

Yang He swallowed the flesh and blood with a complicated expression, and then activated the Nuo ghost.

The Yin Energy washed over the flesh and blood, turning into sticky plasma, and then flowed into the Niwan Palace.

Yang He didn't need to control the Yin energy, the blood plasma was already writing on the flag stroke by stroke, and in just a few breaths, it formed dancing dragon and phoenix handwriting.

【Corpse】

Yang He seemed to have suddenly been enlightened, and seemed to be able to sense... the corpse Taoist child in the Ten Absolute Formation.

He didn't know how long it lasted, but the moment he regained consciousness, he saw Yin Hong coming towards the fire-regenerating room, and Grandma Yue had disappeared.

Yang He's expression was calm, as if he was looking at a dead person.

(End of this chapter)