Mythology

Chapter 35 Who said that there was Nezha in the coffin?
Yang He’s face was full of disbelief. The development of things was beyond his expectations. Why... couldn’t he return to the main world after completing the story?

"Something is wrong. If the condition for Gui Fuqiu to complete is Nezha's resurrection, how could it be so fast when the coffin was just transported to Qinghu?"

Yang He breathed heavily, and before he could take the tonic pill, a warm current was already flowing through his body.

The Yang Fire was reignited, and even the injuries to the internal organs were mostly healed.

Followed by.

Yang He's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt his body falling inexplicably, but he did not fall off a cliff. Instead, he was sinking into the soil bit by bit.

He discovered that the soil was moving, clearly the result of some kind of magic.

"Earth escape technique?"

Yang He’s guess was almost right. Then the soil separated in front of him and instantly flowed from the middle of the mountain to the top of the mountain, with the sound of rippling water.

When he came to his senses, he had already arrived at a solitary boat on the surface of the clear lake.

The aroma of tea fills the air.

The stove crackled as Taiyi Zhenren leisurely sipped his tea.

"Come, warm yourself up first."

Yang He took the tea bowl handed to him by Taiyi Zhenren, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, because the tea leaves turned out to be a few strands of Madam Yin's black hair.

Taiyi Zhenren smiled but said nothing.

The two ghosts in Yang He's body seemed ready to make a move when faced with the fragrance of tea.

"Thank you so much, Master. I have no way to repay you."

Yang He carefully took a sip of the tea. Half a breath later, heat rose from his whole body, and the endless Yin energy from the surrounding area poured into his body.

The pupil ghost absorbed most of it, and the fifth yin meridian was derived a little.

After Yang He drank it all in one gulp, one third of the fifth Yin meridian was already open, and the blood vessels transformed by the Three Mountain Goddess and the ghost hand became increasingly close.

"Master, you know that I was born a beggar and have never tasted anything. Why don't you..."

"Don't be greedy for wine."

Taiyi Zhenren smiled and explained: "Unless you want Madam Yin to break out of her body, after all, tea leaves are bred by the incarnation of evil spirits."

Yang He shuddered. It was obvious that Taiyi Zhenren looked more like an evil spirit.

He looked outside and saw that the surface of the clear lake was covered with thick fog and an extremely dense yin energy. Two statues of Madam Yin were swimming slowly in the water.

Summoning the spiritual vision, the handwriting revealed was extremely glaring.

[Spiritual Vision: 57.3 points]

While Yang He was in a daze, his spiritual vision continued to increase rapidly, and it was only a matter of time before it exceeded 100.

"Master, um... was Senior Brother's resurrection successful?"

He really couldn't understand the current situation. Just when he was about to open his mouth to test it, he saw Taiyi Zhenren making a gesture to silence him, "Hehehe."

"Don't worry, the fish is hooked."

Yang Hecai discovered that Taiyi Zhenren's third hand was holding a thin line, which was fishing in the clear lake, and a baby crying could be heard at the end.

"I'm coming!"

Taiyi Zhenren reeled in the thin line, and a ghost struggled and was pulled onto the isolated boat.

"Look, my disciple. Lake water can give birth to evil spirits. Isn't that interesting?"

"It's really interesting."

Yang He watched as Taiyi Zhenren's third hand crushed the ghost to death, then retracted it into his body, and bursts of creepy chewing sounds came out.

"When my master passed by this mountain, he discovered that there were spiritual veins growing in the underground river, so he intentionally led them out to form a lake. Later, in order to plant spiritual lotus, he dumped silt into the bottom of the lake."

"Master is truly a man of great power. I have nothing but respect for him from the bottom of my heart."

Yang He agreed with a wry smile, vaguely remembering that the conditions for the birth of mother and child ghosts were very harsh.

What sludge?
Even dumping the mud from a mass grave into Qinghu Lake wouldn't be that exaggerated.

"Hehehe, it just so happens that Qinghu Lake is used as the reincarnation place for your senior brother."

Yang He couldn't help but ask: "Master, have you seen the officers and soldiers from the General's Mansion? They were the ones who escorted Brother to Qinghu earlier. They didn't have any merit, but they worked hard."

"Disciple, what are you thinking about?" Taiyi Zhenren stared at Yang He with interest and said calmly, "You don't think the rotten meat in the coffin is your senior brother, do you?"

Yang He's pupils shrank slightly, realizing that he had preconceived ideas.

"The rotten flesh is just your brother's old body. Even if he has evil intentions, it will never be a support for Nezha to rebuild his body."

Yang He recalled that Taiyi Zhenren had indeed never mentioned the coffin from beginning to end.

In the original work, the plot of Nezha's resurrection has nothing to do with the corpse. It is his soul that leaves the body and then attaches to the golden body created by Madam Yin.

Then Li Jing destroyed the golden body, and Nezha's soul returned to Qianyuan Mountain.

So, the corpse in the coffin is just a corpse.

No, to be precise, it's a living corpse!!!

"Disciple, your senior brother is in the depths of Qing Lake and will be born soon."

Yang He opened his pupils, his spiritual vision had reached 60 points at this time, and he could faintly see blood flashing at the bottom of the clear lake, being protected by Madam Yin.

"Uh."

He groaned, and blood dripped from the corners of Pupil Ghost's eyes.

Nezha's true form under the water came into view.

The flesh fetus, which is ten meters in size, is constantly growing, and its surface is covered with densely packed lotus root arms, which are wriggling and breathing with the waves.

Yang He frowned slightly, and suddenly he no longer felt that the corpse in the coffin was so evil.

Taiyi Zhenren pointed to the other side of the lake and said with a smile, "More than a dozen people from the general's mansion are trapped under the water along with their coffins. Don't worry, their lives are safe, they are just unconscious."

Yang He endured the discomfort of the pupil ghost and took a closer look.

Fourteen people entangled in black hair were drifting with the flow, and the coffin was not far away, wrapped around by a vast amount of black hair.

Boom!
dong dong! !
The corpse was banging on the cover frantically, and the hatred it emitted seemed to be tangible.

Yang He retreated several steps in fear, causing Taiyi Zhenren beside him to laugh uncontrollably.

The lone boat swayed, and waves rose and fell on the water.

"I see."

Nezha's soul was successfully reborn into the flesh, so the story was completed, but Yang He felt that Gui Fuqiu was far from being as simple as it seemed.

"Is there a possibility that if the coffin is transported to Qinghu before Nezha reincarnates, the evil thoughts can become the master?"

"Or maybe they had their sights set on the corpse from the beginning."

Yang He realized that although the allusions originated from the world of Fengshen, they did not have to follow the rules.

While he was thinking, he felt that his Yang Fire was showing signs of going out again, so he hurriedly took out the tonic pill, but before he could put it into his mouth, it had been snatched away by Taiyi Zhenren.

"It's a kid's thing."

Taiyi Zhenren was playing with the tonic pill and glanced at Yang He.

"My disciple, you are quite lucky. You were born as a mortal beggar in an unlucky year and month, but you can actually make your body have the flavor of a corpse immortal."

"Not bad."

Taiyi Zhenren spoke words of praise, but his face was expressionless.

"But you are about to die. The little bit of Yang energy stimulated by the herbs is not enough to help burn your body full of wounds."

"The more pills you take, the less they are enough. Sooner or later you will need to suck human blood to replenish your yang energy."

Taiyi Zhenren had been observing Yang He, and then a smile appeared on his face.

Yang He was not nervous at all, and accepted the fact in just a few breaths. He took the tonic pills as usual, and Pupil Ghost's Qi training did not stop.

"Hehehe, the Tao heart is stable."

Yang He approached Taiyi Zhenren shamelessly and said, "You gave me my life. You won't watch me die, right?"

Taiyi Zhenren showed his jagged rotten teeth, "Of course not. Your brother Nezha is reckless, so you are just a good counterbalance."

"My disciple, this matter is both a blessing and a curse. Do you want to become a true... Corpse Immortal?"

(End of this chapter)