Mythology

Chapter 99 Li Jing, where is your father?

Chapter 99 Li Jing, where is your father?
The worshippers were wearing fish skins, gongs and drums were beating, and the smoke and dust were billowing up and down. The scene was like...

It was like the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea descended upon Chentang Pass.

Yang He remained at the market and witnessed the soldiers carrying the bodies.

He was afraid that Jin Zha would recognize him, so he deliberately avoided the other's sight. After a while, Jin Zha found that there were also dead outsiders in other streets, so he hurriedly left the market with his soldiers.

"Well."

Yang He groaned, and the Sea Patrolling Yaksha was lifted high up.

A flash of yin energy passed by.

Yang He's face looked grim, his stomach and intestines made gurgling sounds, and the sea water was filling up his stomach and intestines, which would soon burst.

At the same time, the suffocation intensifies and the oxygen available for breathing becomes increasingly thin.

If Yang He does not take countermeasures, he will soon follow in the footsteps of the outsiders. This shows the strangeness of the patrolling sea yaksha.

"Patrol Yaksha, just wait for me. I will use your corpse to make elixirs sooner or later!!"

Yang He walked out of the market slowly, then took out the Dragon Transformation Pill and swallowed it in one gulp. Immediately, the seawater in his stomach disappeared and the suffocation stopped abruptly.

"It's good to transform into a dragon in advance. Outsiders are too conspicuous in Chentang Pass."

"By the way, could it be that the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea is the one behind the dragon disaster?"

Yang He felt that it was not that simple.

As a disciple of the saint, Jiang Ziya carried many treasures of Yuanshi Tianzun and had the responsibility to start the Conferred God Ceremony. Anyone would have to think twice. As a result, he encountered dangers everywhere in Chentang Pass.

“Whether or not we can rescue Nezha, we must find a way to disrupt the plans of the person behind the scenes.”

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Yang He is not even afraid of death. As long as he wants, he can undoubtedly become the biggest troublemaker in the world of allusions.

The sky cleared up soon.

There was still rain water on the eaves, dripping down the rubble.

Tick.

The raindrops fell on Yang He's shoulders and were instantly absorbed by his skin. Then, there were some fish scales on his face that sparkled faintly.

"The Dragon Transformation Pill is indeed not something that humans can eat."

Yang He realized later that gills had already formed on his neck when he touched it.

He quickly turned into the alley, reached into the coffin with his ghostly hand and took out some blood of the corpse fairy. Although his dragon transformation did not get worse after taking it, he could smell the faint corpse odor emanating from his body.

The blood of the corpse immortal is by no means a panacea, and his remaining life span is once again reduced by half.

Yang He seemed a little helpless. The three yang fires could go out at any time, but fortunately he managed to stay alive.

He did not dare to delay and walked quickly towards the temple while his strength had recovered.

"The god is here in the streets, blessing all directions. Fellow villagers, follow this statue for a walk!"

"Fellow villagers, be pious and pray for God's grace. May Chentangguan be blessed with good fortune and success for the whole year!!"

Patrolling sea yakshas are being performed in every street of Chentangguan.

No one cared about the bodies of the strangers, who were left on the roadside in broad daylight. The seawater pouring out of their mouths and noses made the humidity even worse.

The soldiers were simply overwhelmed with the workload, and at the same time there was a strange dragon causing trouble at the estuary.

"Li Jing is really useless."

Yang He soon arrived at the so-called Dragon King Temple. The temple was not large. The main hall enshrined the statue of the East China Sea Dragon King, and believers came in an endless stream.

Because of the heavy incense burning, smoke and dust have already covered three or four temples.

"What Dragon King Temple? It's obviously the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea."

Through his spiritual vision, Yang He saw the scene of demons dancing wildly.

I saw.

There are two lifelike stone statues in front of the temple.

The stone statue is in the shape of a dragon. From an ordinary perspective, it is a real dragon that we perceive as auspicious, but what one sees with spiritual vision are two hideous monsters.

That’s right, they were the two dragon ghosts that Yang He encountered before and after.

The dragon ghost on the left has a chrysanthemum-shaped mouthpart for eating and its limbs are degenerate; the dragon ghost on the right has a series of deformed heads growing around its neck.

There are cracks all over the stone statue, as if someone could drill out of it at any time.

"Is Li Jing blind? The Dragon Palace of the East China Sea has already infiltrated Chentang Pass, but he is still thinking about how to kill his own son all day long."

Yang He stepped into the Dragon King Temple and pretended to be a believer, walking between the temples.

The pagoda where Nezha is located is located in the deepest part of the temple and is divided into seven floors.

The decorative patterns on each hall are all in the shape of dragons, and the statues of gods are embellished with corals and gems. Only the pagoda reveals the flavor of Buddhism.

Yang He felt that the two painting styles did not match, and the presence of the pagoda was very abrupt.

He narrowed his eyes, the pupil ghost restrained its own breath, and the black cat under his feet opened its mouth and spit out a light black mist that enveloped its body.

Yang He was extremely careful, and as a result he arrived within a hundred meters of the pagoda very smoothly.

The pagoda was completely unattended.

The main door was open, with only one candle lit on each floor. There was no temple keeper, nor any evil spirits lurking inside.

Yang Heyi scanned the information on the pagoda and a slight sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

【Exquisite Pagoda】

[The middle-grade Yin treasure refined by the Taoist Master Ran Deng contains a hundred relics of eminent monks, which can make the people in the tower feel the pain of being burned by the fire of karma. ]

"It is indeed the Linglong Pagoda."

"In the original work, it was also given to Li Jing by the Taoist Master Ran Deng. Li Jing used the Linglong Pagoda to subdue Nezha and forced Nezha to recognize the pagoda as his father."

"The tower is where the people are."

No wonder there was no one guarding it. After all, even Nezha couldn't bear the torture of the Linglong Pagoda.

Yang He pinched his nose bridge with a headache, then returned without hesitation and headed straight for the block where the patrolling sea yakshas were traveling.

.........

Soldiers are carrying the bodies.

Most of the outsiders came to Chentangguan temporarily and had no relatives to claim them, so they could only be gathered together and burned.

However, the corpse was constantly leaking water, making it impossible to light it.

Jin Zha felt horrified as Long Huo rode away in an unpredictable direction.

A total of 145 people transformed into dragons before and after Chentang Pass. They killed only 34 strange dragons, and the remaining dragons disappeared.

Meow! !

The rapid hissing of wild cats interrupted Jin Zha's thoughts. Jin Zha drew his sword, but saw only a group of wild cats scurrying out from the corner. He couldn't help but wonder if he was too sensitive.

"Young Master!!!"

The soldiers couldn't help but remind Jin Zha, and only then did he realize that the corpse had suddenly disappeared.

There is residual negative energy in the place.

Jin Zha hurriedly set out to check the situation on the other streets.

The situation was the same. The soldiers' bodies were stolen after they heard the cat's cry. There were a total of two to three hundred bodies of foreigners in the city.

Jin Zha couldn't help but look towards the Dragon King Temple, and had a premonition that it was all done by the immortal master's disciples.

He was about to leave when he became hesitant. After all, the person imprisoned on the top of the tower was his own brother.

"Nezha, hey."

Jin Zha knew only too well the pain of being burned by the karmic fire in the tower.

Nezha's one level test lasted three years.

Li Jing said that he wanted to eliminate Nezha's evil nature, but he had ignored him for three years and obviously had no intention of releasing Nezha.

Jin Zha witnessed the wailing coming from the top of the tower, but until now there has been no movement.

If the pagoda had not been lit all the time, one would have thought that Nezha had died.

Jin Zha shook his head repeatedly, but tried to suppress the chaos caused by the missing corpse. Whether Nezha could escape depended on himself.

.........

The candlelight from the exquisite pagoda dimmed a little.

Yang He continued to bury corpses nearby.

As the corpses were placed in specific positions, the negative energy around the pagoda began to intensify, and the negative energy was infused into the Yin Treasure from the bottom of the pagoda.

The only thing Yang He can do now is to hit living people. Although the effect of setting up the formation with living people is the best, corpses may have a miraculous effect.

The core of the Shengzhuang formation is naturally the corpse-transmutation immortal body.

It is also the only place where Yang He feels there is a glimmer of hope.

When the coffin was placed at the center of the formation.

The corpse gradually turned into a ghost corpse. Because the living pile only covered a hundred meters and the smoke was thick, the people in the temple did not notice anything unusual.

Negative energy was guided into the pagoda, and mold-like dirt spread across the body of the pagoda.

Yang He stared at the exquisite pagoda and swallowed nervously, and as a result, the candle lights on the bottom floor of the pagoda went out.

Boom! ! !
There was a loud noise from the top of the tower.

Nezha sensed the weakening of the restrictions of the Linglong Pagoda and wanted to use it to break free.

“I hate it!!”

“Hate it!!”

When Yang He heard Nezha's roar, he banged his head against the tower body frantically. Then, the Hun Tian Ling extended out of thin air and bound the Linglong Pagoda.

Click click click.

The Hun Tian Ling kept tightening, but the Linglong Pagoda was extremely solid.

Yang He was sweating profusely as he perfected the technique of hitting the living stake, but unfortunately the Taoist boy's cultivation was limited, and after working for a long time he was only able to extinguish the candles on the bottom floor.

"How dare you!!!"

Li Jing's voice came from the entrance of Chentang Pass to the sea.

It was obvious that he had not yet refined the Linglong Pagoda. It was also because of Nezha that he noticed something was wrong and immediately turned into a beam of light and headed towards the Dragon King Temple.

"Oh shit."

Yang He cursed inwardly, saying that Li Jing was simply not a human being.

As soon as Nezha showed signs of escaping, Li Jing's attitude became more urgent than Long Huo's.

But think about it, those who died in the dragon disaster were all mortals, but if Nezha escaped, he would never let Li Jing go.

Without the Linglong Pagoda, Li Jing would have been killed by Nezha countless times.

"No."

Yang He was in a dilemma, hesitating whether to take the coffin and leave.

Li Jing's attention is on Nezha. It is not difficult for him to save his life, but... this move is undoubtedly a trap for Nezha.

Nezha must have been lying dormant and accumulating strength. If he is suppressed again, even if he comes out into the world, his strength will probably be only one tenth of what it was.

Yang He scratched his head, then gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Nezha!"

"Junior brother, I was entrusted by the Corpse Taoist to rescue you. Now the Corpse Taoist has been severely injured, and we can only rely on your cooperation..."

"Ahhhh!!!"

Nezha's roar was so loud that it was hoarse, and the tower was bulging with palms.

But the palm print healed quickly.

"Brother Nezha, even if you don't believe me, you have to believe your mother. Brother, you must find a way to cut off the bottom layer of the Linglong Pagoda!"

“Photo!!”

More than a dozen corpses underground were blown into minced meat, and their bones combined into a circle of heaven and earth.

The Qiankun Circle trapped the junction of the first and second floors of the Linglong Pagoda. The Hun Tian Ling tightened it, and fine cracks appeared on the tower.

Yang He did not dare to hesitate.

He opened his mouth and spat out blood which fell to the bottom of the exquisite pagoda, and he tried his best to refine it.

Clang.

Li Jing drew out his sword and ran towards the Linglong Pagoda step by step, with murderous intent not concealed at all. He raised his hand and a sword energy pierced through Yang He's chest.

"How could Jiang Ziya have a traitor like you? I will clear his house for him."

Yang He's upper and lower body were split into two, but his expression did not show any fear. Instead, he gave Li Jing the middle finger.

"Shabi."

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

.........

Yang He woke up in the main world and checked the panel first.

[Obtain the "Broken Delicate Pagoda Bottom Floor"]

(End of this chapter)

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