Mythology

Chapter 59: Hitting the Living Pile, the Powerful Ghost is Promoted
Meow! !

The black cat came to the world of allusions together, its fur standing on end and it let out a sharp hiss.

"Someone is plotting against me. The coffin has been tampered with!"

Yang He's face was solemn. The coffin seemed to have been refined. The pupil ghost was unable to sense the outside world, and the burial method was extremely strange.

The coffin was not buried horizontally in the ground, but vertically.

The coffin was tied up with circles of red ropes, and a hole was reserved at the bottom to pour blood into it, making the yin energy become more intense as time passed.

The only thing Yang He could be sure of was that there was the sound of stones being cut on the ground.

Build a temple?

Fairy Guanghan mentioned that Chaoge was building the Nuwa Palace for the festival.

Yang He suddenly thought of a possibility, that his coffin seemed to be used for... driving a stake into the living!

What is "driving piles alive"? It means that when an accident occurs during a large-scale construction project, people are buried alive underground or simply built into the wall.

We pray for the blessings of the gods to ensure the smooth progress of the project.

"If I don't play the role of a Taoist child, when the Nuwa Palace is completed, I'm afraid it will become a check-in attraction."

Yang He cursed inwardly a few times and summoned the ghost hand and stone arm at the same time.

The Taoist boy has a weak body, but his extra arms are much stronger than an adult.

boom.

With a push, the coffin made a sound of being unable to bear the weight.

But just as the lid was about to be opened, an indescribable stench of corpse rushed into the black cat's nose, and the black cat was so scared that it hid in Yang He's arms.

Yang He moved closer to the gap and a horrifying scene came into view.

He was not the only one being tortured alive. There were densely packed corpses buried upright in the ground. Judging from their attire, they were probably slaves belonging to Chaoge.

The corpse exuded a sinister aura and its skin looked like a bloated giant.

Its face was covered with fangs, and a layer of white hair grew on the exposed skin.

【Ghoul】

[Ghosts who were buried while still alive had a lot of resentment before death, but had no obvious injuries on their bodies, and their bodies did not decay for years.]

Yang He didn't think that the evil spirits were deliberately invited to attack the living. It was very likely that the living people turned into zombies within a short period of time after death, and the source was the Nuwa Palace?
While he was in a daze, the blood circulation stagnated.

Although he did not activate the corpse-transmutation immortal body, the yang fire turned into yin fire, his skin and flesh turned bluish purple, his fangs protruded, and red hair sprouted everywhere.

Yang He's uncontrollable corpse transformation and the only 75.3 points of spiritual vision left after he resurrected the corpse Taoist boy began to surge.

The corpses opened their eyes, and greed was revealed in their cloudy eyes. If they had not been restrained by the soil, they would have pounced on it and eaten this nutritious food.

dong dong dong.

Yang He looked up and saw that the temple under construction seemed to have encountered an accident. Blood seeped into the soil, and then the chiseling sounds stopped abruptly.

He crawled back into the coffin and closed the lid again to suppress the corpse transformation.

After a long time, the construction of Nuwa Palace continued.

"Why do I feel like someone is using me to suppress evil spirits?"

Yang He calmed down. First of all, it was definitely not done by Taoist Qingfeng, and it was impossible for Li Jing to offend Qianyuan Mountain openly.

Maybe it was the Taoist Master Ran Deng who was plotting against me?
The timeline is wrong. I offended him as Gui Fuqiu several years later.

Besides, as a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, Master Ran Deng’s status is above the Twelve Golden Immortals, and he can even be regarded as the deputy leader of the Chan Sect. Why should he bother with a junior like me?

Ma Shan is even more unrealistic.

What does it have to do with me, Taoist Yang, if Living Buddha Yang steals your opportunity?

Yang He pinched his temples with a headache, and decided to just go all out and inhale and exhale the Yin Qi.

"Let's wait until the Power Ghost is promoted to the Evil Ghost Stage, so as not to waste the Stone Ghost's times."

With the immortal body of corpse reincarnation, Yang He would not have to breathe for a long time. He also had food and plenty of tonic food, so he could be trapped in the coffin for a month or so with ease.

Meow~

The black cat quickly adapted to the environment and rolled comfortably on Yang He's chest.

Tonggui consciously began to feed Yin energy to the black cat.

The coffin contained three ghosts and the half-human, half-ghost Yang He, but the atmosphere was unusually harmonious.

Yang He was used to many storms and waves, so he got into the state in a moment, and combed the blood vessels and meridians for the ghost hand bit by bit until he reached the bottleneck.

With the foundation laid by the main world, he broke through the bottleneck.

The cartilage transformed by the powerful ghost went towards the fourth arm, and after wrapping around the stone arm, it began to refine it directly without any preparation.

Yang He clenched his teeth, no longer considering gains and losses, and emphasized the word "reckless". I don't know if it was due to luck, or the talent and qualifications brought by the corpse-reincarnation immortal body were far beyond the ordinary, but the stone arm quickly established a connection with the power ghost.

Click.

The stone arm gradually separated from the spine.

Yang He endured the severe pain and looked at his two arms hanging in front of him, one on the left and one on the right.

Half of the ghost hand's flesh, meridians, bones, skin, and blood vessels merged into the stone arm, and the two arms became as if they were born from the same body.

Yang He noticed that there were invisible blood vessels and meridians connecting the ghost hand and the stone arm.

Forming a ghost body made of negative energy.

"hiss……"

"My three-headed, six-armed Dharmakaya is indeed unique."

Under normal circumstances, the three heads and six arms are one's own limbs, just like Taiyi Zhenren.

Yang He condensed an extra ghost body outside his body, which was equivalent to an incarnation outside his body, but it could not leave the body too far and he still had to provide Yin energy.

"There are pros and cons. The traditional three-headed, six-armed Dharmakaya has almost no backlash and does not require additional consumption of Yin Qi. My three-headed, six-armed Dharmakaya..."

The ghost hand stone arm split into two and flew up and down in the coffin.

"My three-headed, six-armed Dharmakaya is more flexible and agile."

"You don't have to worry about backlash. As long as you keep track of the number of times you enter and exit the world of allusions, you can deal with any problems by descending on the resident characters."

Yang He glanced at the two ghosts.

After seeing the world, the two ghosts seemed like people in society with smoothed edges. They had no objection to even dying, let alone retaliating.

Yang He looked at the vague ghost body.

The practice step of a powerful ghost during the evil ghost period is called [pretending to be dirty].

It is necessary to select evil ghosts that match the power of the ghost, and refine them into heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys and integrate them into the body. Therefore, alien species have two sets of organs that do not interfere with each other.

Yang He didn't need to operate on himself, he could just use his ghost body to pretend to be dirty.

The ghost body disappeared.

Yang He distracted himself by listening to the sounds from the outside world and closed his eyes to stabilize his position.

I don't know how much time has passed, the ground has become increasingly silent, blood drips onto the cover, it seems that just driving piles into the ground can no longer suppress the evil of Nuwa Palace.

Yang He took a look at his spiritual vision which had broken through 100 again, and immediately decided to leave.

The ghost hand grabbed the neck.

Yang He controlled the ghost hand so that it would not be seriously injured in a short period of time. Then, relying on the emptiness of his body, he slowly climbed out of the coffin.

The corpses all woke up at the same time, but they were not as ferocious as before. They just sat there motionless, whimpering as if they were drowning.

“There’s a ghost up there!”

Yang He had a solemn expression on his face and walked for dozens of meters in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

Fortunately, there were two ghosts who suppressed the corpse transformation caused by the hitting of the living stake.

He stretched out his arm from the soil, and the pupil ghost in his palm looked around. The place where the stakes were driven was inside the temple, and the ground had not yet been paved with bricks.

Wooden stakes are inserted in place, probably to mark the positions of the growing stakes.

At this time, construction inside the temple has stopped.

There was a constant stream of breathing as twenty or thirty craftsmen were applying stone powder on their skin, looking towards the gate with terrified expressions.

It was as if there was a terrifying presence outside the door.

"Nuwa, we didn't mean to blaspheme you!!"

"Don't kill us!!!"

A draft blew through the hall, and white cloth fluttered in from outside the door.

If Yang He was not mistaken, the white cloth was specifically used to cover the statue of Nuwa.

But now there is nothing under the white cloth.

Yang He was certain that the disaster was caused by the Nuwa statue.

But it is not the Nuwa statue in Wuguang Temple, but the other 107 statues. Because of their flaws, they may look even more weird.

He looked outside the hall. The waning moon was hanging high in the sky. It was the time when the yin energy was at its heaviest.

Yang He calmly withdrew his ghost hand and buried himself in the shallow layer of soil. The yang fire turned into yin fire, waiting for the arrival of the Nuwa statue.

(End of this chapter)