Mythology

Chapter 266: One wave has not yet subsided, another wave has risen (asking for monthly tickets)
Yang He dragged his weak body through the tunnel.

The first use of the Corpse Transformation Technique was not smooth, but it was not without results. At least it made it clear that Nuo Xianggui's future was on the right track.

In the world of stories three thousand years ago, he became a ghost and god, and then used it to practice the art of transformation.

"But, what kind of ghost or god was the corpse Taoist child canonized as?"

Yang He couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. Although the corpse boy was in human form, he had an indescribable palpitation. Moreover, the surge in the frequency of his spiritual vision also revealed the weirdness of the corpse-transforming immortal.

"I don't know the name of the god, nor do I know the level of hell that the corpse boy is in."

"Perhaps only by returning to the main world and performing the Corpse Transformation Technique can we get a glimpse of it, but we must pay more attention to the risks involved."

While Yang He was thinking, the aroma of tea mixed with the smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.

Before he knew it, countless tea cans had appeared on both sides of the tunnel, and distorted faces were staring at Yang He with greed in their eyes.

Yang He did not panic. He noticed from the corner of his eye that all the tea cans were covered with cracks, obviously affected by the change of ownership of the tea garden.

"Eat! Eat!! Eat!!!"

The teapot ghost urgently needs blood food and wants to escape from the tea garden.

They have low intelligence, but they also know that they will surely die if Yang Jiulang wakes up. Faced with the only blood food, the teapot ghosts started fighting each other before Yang He could react.

The broken pieces of limbs fell like raindrops, and from time to time there was the sound of teapots breaking.

"Ah."

Yang He walked with his eyes closed, with the pupil ghost hanging behind him.

Cast a long line to catch a big fish. The insect eggs that were previously paid for have spread throughout the tunnel and even been integrated into the unique ecological chain formed by the teapot ghost.

As the pupil ghost opened and closed, the eye worms began to multiply on a large scale.

Yang He endured the severe pain in his body and soul and summoned Baoguling. In an instant, a cold wind rose out of nowhere and swept across the entire tunnel in a moment.

After a while, there were nearly ten thousand evil corpses in Baogu Mausoleum.

A mysterious spiritual pattern emerged on the surface of the Yin Bao.

The spiritual pattern is incomplete, but as long as it can be completed, it can be promoted to a superior Yin treasure.

Yang He couldn't help but sigh that the magic sect's artifacts were indeed suitable for him. The time points involved in the allusions were all major disasters in history.

He walked out of the tunnel and the golden sunset illuminated the ground.

Tomorrow is the last day, which will lead to the expansion of the Ten Absolute Formations, and ordinary people will no longer be able to interfere in the game between the two religions.

Yang He leaned weakly against the wall, his pupils scanning the city.

You can feel the light flowing everywhere.

Every now and then, buildings collapse inexplicably. Ordinary people blame it on natural disasters or man-made calamities, but they don’t know that it is caused by fights between immortals.

It’s just that immortals usually expose their temples, which makes it difficult to understand even with spiritual vision.

"If it weren't for the ten sons of the Yang family, I would have found a crack in the ground to hide. Now the Ten Absolute Formation would be wasted no matter how many permanent characters it has."

"Cough cough cough."

Yang He coughed a few times and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Unlike the severe injuries he had suffered in the past, the backlash from using the Corpse-Transforming Immortal Technique was more like the complete loss of his cultivation. Even using the three ghosts seemed extremely difficult. Fortunately, his cultivation was recovering bit by bit.

After resting for a while, Yang He went into the subway station alone.

The evil spirit that lived in the subway station had not yet been reborn. He arrived at the platform smoothly and waited patiently for the flesh and blood subway.

In order to prevent accidental damage, Yang He chose to let the flesh and blood subway enter the station in advance.

The Ten Absolute Formations have reached the most critical moment. Even if the permanent characters die, they must ensure the integrity of the corpses.

Woo~~~
Not long after, the flesh and blood subway rushed to a stop next to the platform.

Yang He's Yang Fire was extremely dim, and as soon as he appeared, several people came to meet him. However, Yang Jian had already ended his retreat and steadily advanced to the Guixu Realm.

Nezha frowned slightly, obviously annoyed by Yang He's leaving without saying goodbye.

"Junior brother, no matter what happens, you should discuss it with me."

If it were someone else, Nezha might have already attacked with his Fiery Spear, but facing the dying Yang He, there was even a hint of worry in his eyes.

"I'm fine. I'll be fine after a while of rest."

Huang Tianhua's cultivation has improved significantly. Under such a favorable concentration of Yin Qi, his distance from the Hunyuan Realm is steadily improving. The same goes for the other true teachings.

Yang Ren gently stroked Yang He's shoulder, "Junior Brother Longxuhu, you should go back to the carriage and rest first." "Okay."

The piercing eyes exposed in his eye sockets were constantly looking around the subway station. The inky black corridor was clearly empty, yet there was an unconcealable fear in his eyes.

Yang He knew his situation and did not continue to hold on. After arriving in his own carriage, he immediately prepared to end his life.

He was in a trance, but suddenly noticed something was wrong.

There are inexplicable fluctuations in spiritual vision.

When Yang He heard the conversation between Yang Jian and Yang Ren outside the carriage, his heart began to beat wildly.

"Something has been following Junior Brother Longxuhu."

"It's definitely not an evil spirit that originated from the subway station."

"No matter what, let's leave the tea garden first."

"Well, let them add evil corpses to the Flesh Metro immediately."

The two people's words and actions suddenly stopped without any warning. The two types of eyes seemed to sense something strange and stared at the darkness.

At some point, a Buddha statue appeared in the corner.

The monks had no idea what the Buddha statue was like. They just thought it was weird and inexplicable. They thought the evil spirit was just a weak ghost and did not show any malice.

Faced with such a situation, no one would act rashly.

The Buddha's head is much larger than usual, like a big-headed doll.

Because of its slender neck, the Buddha statue shakes its head in a strange posture.

Yang He narrowed his eyes. Logically speaking, Buddhism did not dare to intervene in the conflict between the two religions during the Conferred Gods War, for fear of being remembered by the saints.

But then again, how can we define evil ways if Buddhism has not yet risen?

The monks stood on full alert, watching as the Buddha statue slowly approached the flesh and blood subway, with the whisper of a trickle echoing in the platform.

"Baldoi, Kabusu!"

Woo~~

The flesh and blood subway starts moving.

"Baldoi, Kabusu!!"

The Buddha statue is crawling in a kneeling position, chasing the flesh and blood subway along the tracks. Its speed is neither fast nor slow, but it is still within sight.

"Humph."

Nezha looked at the Buddha statue impatiently, and Yang Jian seemed to notice that something was wrong with the statue.

"This ghost is not derived from the Ten Absolute Formations. It is very likely the work of the immortals of the two sects."

Boom!
The Buddha statue landed on top of the rear of the car, with arms and limbs sticking out of its loose robe, two of them tearing at the windows, and two of them tearing at its own face.

There were cracks on the face, and new facial features were vaguely visible.

"Gadezowal, Mayuna!!"

Yang Jian opened his third eye, and while he was hesitant, the strange Buddha statue disappeared again.

Yang He's remaining consciousness swept over the Buddha statue. The thing was clearly coming towards him, but he stopped chasing it as his life force was cut off.

[Your character "Third Prince" has died, and the role-playing story ends]

"What the hell?"

"What exactly does Buddhism mean?"

Yang He woke up in the main world in confusion, only to find that the situation was becoming increasingly complicated. He couldn't help but think of the next allusion, 'Five-Colored Ghost'.

The allusion is not unrelated.

It is very likely that there will be some overlap in stories with similar timelines.

"but……"

"It's most likely because of the Corpse Immortal. Could it be that Ran Deng is targeting me?"

“It’s difficult.”

(End of this chapter)