Mythology

Chapter 270 Kong Xuan, I want your chance

Yang He paused slightly, and a light flashed behind his head, indicating that the alert corpse dog god popped out and stared at the sudden old man.

Something's wrong! !

The old man didn't look like a living person, he looked like a walking corpse.

What was burning on his head and shoulders was not yang fire, but three green lights. As he walked, dense maggots fell from his sleeves.

Yang He's pupils shrank. This person was definitely not Kong Xuan's real body.

But it is definitely related to Kong Xuan, and may very well be an incarnation of some kind.

After the old man finished speaking, his pupils became cloudy again, obviously indicating that his soul had left his body, which indirectly proved that Yang He's guess was true.

Hong Yanghui thought the old man was unwell, so he stepped forward and said, "Brother Kong, you are too old. If you feel unwell, you can rest outside."

The old man didn't answer, but tilted his head and chuckled a few times.

When Hong Yanghui heard Liu Zhishang calling him, he quickly quickened his pace and went into the cave. The seven of them had already set up their arrangements inside.

The only people left outside the cave were Yang He and a strange old man who was suspected to be the incarnation of Kong Xuan.

Yang He looked at the old man warily, but before he could respond, the old man's pupils focused and the three green lights burned again.

The old man looked Yang He up and down, then casually stuffed the maggot on his forehead into his mouth.

"Sun Qi?"

"Why don't I remember that Nuwa's disciple 'Wuqi Buddha' has this common name? Your surname should be Yin, right, Prince of the Great Shang?"

"General Kong Xuan, when are you free to come to the Ten Absolute Formations?"

Yang He didn't understand why Kong Xuan appeared in the Ten Absolute Formation.

Kong Xuan even knew the background of the Prince of the Shang Dynasty, the Immortal Ghost Buddha, which showed that this trip was obviously aimed at him.

How could he not recognize Kong Xuan? Even if we put aside his future transcendent status in Buddhism, the other party was a real immortal, and his strength was even slightly above the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The magical power that Kong Xuan mastered in The Investiture of the Gods made him a deadly force to be reckoned with.

It is called [Five-Colored Divine Light].

Yang He, a casual reader who had skimmed through The Investiture of the Gods, had heard of the five-colored divine light, a magical power that was said to be able to absorb anything, and was equivalent to the PIUS version of the purple gold gourd with the Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

The prototype of Kong Xuan was the first peacock in the world. His mother was the Phoenix and his brother was the Dapeng.

Yang He caught sight of Kong Xuan walking towards him slowly from the corner of his eye.

The wrinkled face was pulled into strange curves by the muscles, and the eyeballs embedded in the wrinkles were a turbid yellow, like rotten amber.

Yang He noticed the instability of Kong Xuan's incarnation's state.

In the eyes of the spiritual vision, the appearance of Kong Xuan's incarnation was somewhat similar to that of a baby bird, with skin glowing with a faint green phosphorescence, twisted and undulating blood vessels, and even protruding unformed feather tubes on the neck.

His body and soul seemed to be incomplete, and his realm kept fluctuating around the Hunyuan realm.

The previous breath reaches perfection, and the next breath retreats to the initial entry, occasionally touching the Guixu realm.

"Green light."

"The five-colored divine light seems to be divided into blue, yellow, red, black and white."

Yang He thought, maybe it's not Kong Xuan's incarnation? It's one-fifth of Kong Xuan. Does he have a chance to counterattack?

Of course, the prerequisite is that the Immaculate Ghost Buddha obtains sufficient life span.

Yang He was also very curious about what Kong Xuan's purpose was.

The shrill laughter echoed among the rockery.

Kong Xuan looked interested and began to look at Yang He again, especially the malice revealed by the latter, which made him look up to him.

But he soon became disappointed again, only to discover the low level of Yang He's realm.

What is the name of the realm below Guixu Realm?

Hunyuan realm or Ningshen realm?

unimportant.

Kong Xuan's eyes turned cold and he suddenly lost interest in Yang He.

Why would the Taoist Master Ran Deng value the Immaculate Ghost Buddha? He is just an ordinary person.

Kong Xuan knew the origin of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha. He was originally just an ordinary temple priest, and it seemed that he became a disciple of Nuwa by chance.

The goddess Nuwa no longer appears in the world, but the ghost Buddha Wuque is very active.

But my skills... are too shallow.

After receiving the teachings of the saints, the result is only a state of concentration.

Kong Xuan had already reached the Guixu realm when he was born, and survived the heavenly tribulation in just a few years. In his opinion, Yang He was not much different from an ant on the roadside.

The aura emitted by Yang He was also very mixed. It seemed that he was mainly practicing two magical powers, but there were more than a dozen auras entangled with each other.

Kong Xuan didn't understand why the Taoist Master Ran Deng asked him to come. He didn't have time to waste his words on winning over the Taoist Master of Concentration Realm. The most urgent task was to find the Taoist Master Corpse's true body, which was related to the opportunity of Buddhism.

His breathing became heavy. This opportunity was the key to his future Buddhahood! !
As for the Pure Ghost Buddha.

Kong Xuan has made a decision. He no longer needs to worry about whether the ants are willing or not. He can just enlighten them directly and imprint the Buddhist principles deep in their souls.

"I don't care whether you are the prince of the Shang Dynasty or Sun Qi."

“You have a connection with Buddha.”

Yang He took several steps back, and his spiritual vision began to surge for no reason.

Kong Xuan did not give Yang He a chance to react. Suddenly, green light flashed all over his body. Then he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of green light which penetrated into the latter's body.

"Photography."

Yang He felt a sharp pain in his Wan Palace, and his three souls began to beat uncontrollably.

Kong Xuan took a deep breath, and the green light carried the three souls back to the tip of his tongue. "In the next period of time, you should comprehend the Buddhist principles. After you comprehend them, I will return the three souls."

Yang He heard the sound of scriptures being chanted, and his three souls were in agony.

Kong Xuan didn't think there was any possibility for Yang He to escape, so his consciousness left his body again and went to the other bodies to look for the corpse Taoist.

The three lights suddenly stopped, and the old man stood there staring at Yang He. Yang He regained consciousness and understood the cause and effect. Buddhism probably took a fancy to the Immortal Ghost Buddha and wanted to make this character worship Buddhism.

"Damn it, Buddhism is so overbearing, don't they even ask a question?"

"If it doesn't affect the Nuwa Palace, what's wrong with just putting a name on Buddhism? Anyway, I'm already a slave of three surnames, so Buddhism doesn't matter to me."

Yang He forcibly suppressed the three souls and allowed Kong Xuan to enlighten them.

It is not actually oneself who is being enlightened, but the three soul gods.

If the Three Soul Gods can't hold on, there is still the Seven Spirit Gods. If worst comes to worst, there is still the talkative Five Internal Organs Gods, whose enlightenment is enough to last for a long time.

Yang He's eyes were uncertain.

The black cat's fur stood on end and it couldn't help but let out a sharp hiss.

Even Old Man Yang didn’t understand Yang He, but Hakimi knew that Yang He’s words and actions at this moment showed that he was ready to eat people!!!
"Kong Xuan didn't know that not only was his Immaculate Ghost Buddha's body consumable, but even his three souls and seven spirits could be discarded and reshaped at any time."

Yang He was furious. It would be too easy for Kong Xuan to get away directly.

He circled around the Monkey Mountain, with the old man following him like a shadow, but he was just a shell. To be more precise, the shell could barely stay alive, all thanks to one of the five-colored divine lights.

"The death of one-fifth of Kong Xuan will definitely affect the layout of Buddhism."

"I only have enough time to catch my breath. At worst I can hold on until the story ends. I can't let two stories torture me at the same time!!"

With just one Ten-Death Ghost, Yang He was already walking on thin ice. If another Five-Colored Ghost came along, he would probably lose everything.

Yang He did not alert the enemy and quietly walked into the rockery cave.

"The power represented by Kong Xuan is Buddhism, which means that Buddhism appeared earlier than in the original work. The plot of Investiture of the Gods is no longer of reference significance."

Yang He narrowed his eyes. "Could Buddhism have already realized that the Immortal Demon Buddha is related to the Corpse Child? Impossible."

Even if the panel fails, there is no connection between the Immaculate Ghost Buddha and the Corpse Taoist. Even a saint cannot link the two together.

"Sun Qi."

"Sun Qi, the Western Suburbs Zoo is not completely out of control. As long as we deal with some of the ghost kings, we can eliminate the ghost domain bit by bit."

Hong Yanghui reminded him and Yang He came back to his senses.

"Well, I believe Liutou'er."

Liu Zhishang and others have already taken control of the situation in the cave.

The middle-aged man hugged the little girl in surprise and joy. "I...I know you. You are the keepers of the zoo. You must be here to save us. Thank you! Thank you so much!"

"Don't worry, I'll take you away as soon as daybreak."

“Thank you, thank you!!”

Hong Yanghui took the middle-aged man to a corner and took out a notebook to record some information.

The others looked frightened and the little girl even squatted on the ground and cried, constantly calling for her mother.

Liu Zhishang turned to look at Du Chang and asked in a deep voice: "How is it?"

"I took his temperature, it was around 37 degrees, there were no obvious marks on his body, there was no direct evidence to identify the Ghost King."

“There is not enough time and energy to do the screening anymore.”

"Understood, Liutouer."

There were roots quietly spreading under Liu Zhishang's feet.

"How long have you been here?"

"I...I don't know, three days? Or five days?"

The middle-aged man was extremely confused. Liu Zhishang gave a look and three people immediately gathered around him, each holding a coffin nail in their palms.

The coffin nails drove into the middle-aged man's shoulders and forehead.

what! ! !
The middle-aged man was in so much pain that he scratched his face desperately. As his flesh and blood became a blur, dark brown hair slowly grew between his flesh and blood.

The others let out sharp monkey calls and began to transform into ghosts.

Liu Zhishang mainly targeted the middle-aged man, while the other ghosts only had talismans stuck on their foreheads, and then the extended roots pierced into the middle-aged man's chest.

"very smooth."

"The strength of the ghost kings in the Western Suburbs Zoo really depends on their rarity. The Monkey Mountain Ghost King cannot threaten a ghost rider who has revived five times..."

suddenly.

Yang He frowned slightly and found that the little girl next to him had become slender in arms.

The little girl stood up stiffly like a puppet.

Liu Zhishang's pupils suddenly shrank. The little girl's arms stretched out at a strange angle, black claws grew on her fingertips, and her pigtails spread out into messy mane.

"You're wrong! She...she is the Ghost King of Monkey Mountain!!!"

The little girl's face turned into a monkey's, with sharp teeth and saliva dripping from it. In an instant, all the monkey ghosts broke free from the talisman at the same time.

"retreat!!"

Liu Zhishang warned loudly and urged the water ghosts to turn the surroundings into a quagmire.

The mandrill ghost had already jumped into the air.

Whoosh whoosh.

Liu Zhishang was stunned. The coffin nails that had been inserted into the middle-aged man flew through the air and landed accurately on the forehead of the baboon ghost.

The mandrill ghost fell to the ground and sank into the mud, motionless.

The ghosts returned to their normal appearance, trembling and hiding in the corner.

Liu Zhishang looked at Yang He, and it was the latter who reacted in time and pulled out the coffin nails.

Yang He smiled and said nothing.

Even without me, the mandrill ghost would at most seriously injure one or two people.

Ghost riders are like the monks of later generations. Their vitality is dim, but their strength increases exponentially. They are all risking their lives.

(End of this chapter)