Mythology

Chapter 78 The Living Buddha Refills the Dirt
Yang He simply used up the last few times of the Stone Ghost.

The main world is relatively safe at the moment. The giant hungry ghost is at most a hidden danger, and even the evil ghost finds it difficult to tear open the window paper between the Yin and Yang worlds.

Even if there is real danger, we can go to Qianyuan Mountain at any time.

[Vulgar objects: stone raw stone]

[Related story: "The Stone Ghost", whether to consume 1 point of clairvoyance to enter the story world]

"determine."

Yang He took the black cat and all the cultivation resources with him, and left the Yin weapon in the main world. The Yin weapon was meaningless against the evil spirits involving the saint.

[Identity 〈Living Buddha〉 is dead, cannot be selected to play]

[Living Buddha (Blue): You relied on two family-inherited magic spells to gain the favor of Nuwa and became her servant. You followed Nuwa to guard the palace. The next day, you were found dead in the main hall with your five internal organs hollowed out. 】

“It’s hard to say whether the living Buddha’s body is left in the main hall.”

Yang He looked at the corpse Taoist boy.

[Corpse Taoist: You were on the verge of death because of suppressing the out-of-control Nuwa statue. Now you are sealed in the coffin to recover from your injuries. It will be ten days later when you wake up.]

[If a permanent character dies, 29 points of Vision will be consumed to revive him]

[If you do not choose an identity, you will go to the historical site in your true self to act. ]

Yang He smiled. His actions in the world of allusions allowed the corpse boy to recover early. This shows that there is room for maneuver in playing a role.

"It has been ten days since the Living Buddha passed away. I don't know what the situation is in the main hall."

"Let's go."

.........

The veil of early morning slowly opened, the sky brightened, and Chaoge was decorated with lights and colors everywhere to welcome the upcoming birthday of Nuwa.

Nuwa Palace.

The soldiers worked together to pry open the wooden boards blocking the main hall door.

A stench hit me in the face, and I saw that the central altar was empty. The statue of Nuwa had climbed up the straw rope and disappeared. The altar on the right side still had the Fairy Guanghan, but the altar on the left side was slightly different.

On the altar to the left of the original boy statue, there were actually four statues that were motionless. They had different postures and expressions, and their looks were extremely fanatical.

There were several corpses lying all around.

The corpse's death was extremely strange, with its chest and abdomen open, its organs missing, and its limbs scattered everywhere, as if it had been dissected.

Huang Feihu came to the front door and looked at the four statues of boys. "It is a blessing in disguise. Fifty or sixty people followed one after another, and a total of four people became disciples of the saint."

Zhou Ji asked hesitantly: "General, should we still allow the monks to enter the main hall?"

"kindness."

"Each of them has a shallow cultivation base, and their Yang Fire is weak. We need ten statues of young boys to ensure that nothing unexpected happens when the Saint descends."

Huang Feihu glanced at the corners outside the hall and couldn't help but say, "If Yang He can become a disciple of the saint, he alone is enough."

Yang He possesses the magical power of remaining alive even after death, and his immortal body is so vivid that even Wen Zhong cannot see through it. He is the best candidate to become a saint's disciple.

But it was impossible for Yang He to give up the broad road to becoming an immortal and choose a forked road.

The personalities of Nuwa's disciples will become extremely strange, and few of them can live more than ten years. After death, they will become evil spirits.

The soldiers buried the bodies on the spot and they became part of the main hall's burial piles.

The yin energy becomes more intense.

No one noticed that there was a rustling sound in the soil.

Yang He's consciousness descended upon the corpse boy and he found himself buried underground again.

He was not in a hurry to leave the coffin. The space inside the coffin was larger than he had imagined. It was obvious that Wen Zhong had considered making it to accommodate living people.

【Pure Yin Coffin】

[The middle-grade Yin device refined by Wen Zhong has a mustard seed space inside, which can gather Yin Qi within a kilometer to nourish the corpse in the coffin.]

Meow~~

The black cat was combing its fur comfortably, and was very satisfied with the concentration of Yin Qi in the Pure Yin Coffin. After Yang He played the role of the corpse Taoist child, the pupil ghost from the living Buddha's body had naturally perished, and there were no two pupil ghosts.

"But why do you all like to use me as a tool?"

The corner of Yang He's mouth twitched, and he had to admit that the corpse-transmigrating immortal body could help the living Buddha reach a higher level, otherwise there would inevitably be trouble after the death of the Living Buddha.

"Huang Feihu mentioned that he needs ten statues of young boys, and there is still time left."

He stretched and lay comfortably in the coffin.

"This place is definitely more suitable for cultivation than the palaces in Nuwa Palace. Hehehe, no one will come to disturb me."

"It's just that the main hall next door is really weird."

"Could it be possible that the weird thing that climbed to the end of the rope would transform into Nuwa? Is it Nuwa's true form?"

When the ghost opened his pupils, Yang He noticed that the body of the Living Buddha was buried not far from him, and then he let the ghost hand leave his body and travel underground.

After a while.

The living Buddha's body was pulled into the pure yin coffin.

Because the corpse has become a Yin object, there is almost no corpse odor, but the temperature has dropped sharply and the coffin is covered with frost.

Yang He had a subtle expression as it was his first close contact with his own corpse.

The corpse of the living Buddha was very strange. Logically speaking, after being hit by a living stake, no matter whether one had any cultivation in life or not, the person would become a corpse ghost that eats raw meat and drinks blood. However, the corpse of the living Buddha was the only exception.

Yang He examined the corpse for a long time and confirmed that it was only missing the five internal organs. He then picked out suitable organs from the nearby group of zombies and implanted them.

The soldiers guarding the main hall vaguely sensed that Shengzhuang was wailing.

Before they could investigate further, the wailing suddenly stopped.

Yang He held the five internal organs of a corpse of top quality in his hands, with another heart as a spare. He then tempered them using the method of pretending to be internal organs, trying his best to make the organs have the same aura as the living Buddha.

He didn't dare to attack the corpse ghosts too much, for fear of causing the formation to become unstable.

After half a day's work, the brand new lungs were taken shape.

The lungs have become a yin object, with mysterious patterns faintly visible on the surface.

After Yang He was placed into the living Buddha's body, his blood vessels and meridians connected autonomously in just a few breaths, and his lungs even showed a faint sign of life.

"Not bad."

He implanted the remaining three organs one after another.

Yang He deliberately refined the heart for a while longer, trying to improve its quality as much as possible in preparation for nurturing the heart of a saint's disciple.

It took three days for the living Buddha's body's organs to be refilled.

Yang He looked at it carefully and found that the corpse did have a trace of life, and the surface was like a lifelike stone statue.

It is hard to say whether he can become a virgin statue again.

"The big deal..."

Yang He's face showed a fierce look as he noticed that there were already six statues of young boys in the hall. The saint had a unique rule for accepting disciples, and could only accept one statue per day at most.

"At worst, we can get a ready-made one, but the left and right ventricles may not fit together, and the quality is probably far inferior to the Living Buddha's heart."

Yang He suppressed all distracting thoughts, lit some incense and candles, and began to practice eye-fumigation.

With the Pure Yin Coffin, the smoke and dust will not drift away, 90% of the medicinal power of the incense and candles can be absorbed by the pupil ghost, and the glass membrane gradually takes shape.

The liver has stabilized and merged with the ghost body.

If it were in the main world, if Yang He did not revive the evil ghost, it would take seventy or eighty years to complete even if he had a corpse-transmigrating immortal body.

He was very patient until there were nine statues of the boy.

The main purpose is to prevent oneself from leaving the Shengzhuang and affecting the main hall. After the nine statues of boy boys, the role of the Shengzhuang is no longer as good as that of the boy boys and girl boys.

"It's about time to go in and out of the main hall."

Yang He stroked the black cat's head gently and found that there were already some wandering cultivators in front of the main hall.

(End of this chapter)