There is a trick

Chapter 111 Supplementary Server (4K, 1/2)

"Dog slave!"

Ever since Choegyal Gyaltsen transformed into the 'Mouth of the Black God of Wealth' and attached himself to the 'Emperor's' wrist, swallowing up the surging blood plasma gushing out of his body, in just a few moments, the surging qi in the 'Emperor's' body was also swallowed up by the 'Mouth of the Black God of Wealth' along with the surging blood plasma!
'Emperor Sejong' was furious about this!
The royal energy swirled around its fingertips, coating its palms in red gold, and its sharp claws looked like dragon claws!
It opened its red-gold claws and slapped the 'Mouth of the Black God of Wealth' that was attached to its wrist and kept sucking its blood!
But at this moment, the clusters of blood vessels transformed by Dorje Wangdui coiled around its ankles - each blood vessel merged with the protruding purple-black blood vessels on the surface of the corpse, and along the blood vessels on the ankles, they swam throughout the hard-earned body of "Emperor Shizong" in an instant!

"His-"

In the distance, Dorje Wangdui took a long breath!

The surging Qi that Emperor Sejong relied on to fight against the evil Qi of the corpses in his body was absorbed crazily by the clusters of blood vessels hidden in his body as Dorje Wangdui took a sudden breath!
"Hahhhhhhhh!"

On the neck of the corpse, the golden head of Emperor Sejong suddenly opened and let out a shrill and ferocious howl like the corpse!
Its other arm, which was not blessed by the imperial energy, spasmed violently, and it actually folded behind its back in violation of normal rules. It was slowly raised from behind and grabbed the back of the golden head on its neck, intending to forcibly pull the golden head of Emperor Sejong off the neck of the corpse!
at the same time!

The 'Skin of the Yellow God of Wealth', which was wrapped with ribbons of food energy in mid-air, seized the opportunity at this moment and pressed down all at once, suddenly wrapping around the flesh shell that contained all kinds of forces fighting fiercely!

"Tsk! Tsk!"

The golden human skin kept squirming and spreading!

It gradually wrapped around every part of the flesh shell. On its back, there was a crack that went from the top of the head to the buttocks. Now, this crack was also wrapped by the feasting ribbon and was slowly closing!
A body covered in golden skin stands in a mass grave!
The face of the golden human skin head suddenly changed into that of Sebo Rinchen, and then changed into that of Dorje Wangdui.

The faces of the three monks rotated back and forth on the face of the golden human skin. Afterwards, the emperor's face came in and rotated together.

Under the human skin, a terrifying dragon claw mark suddenly appeared, and then a cluster of blood vessels bulged out, and then lips tried to tear through the skin and get out!
Various forces are fighting endlessly under this human skin.

However, in this strange fight, neither side uttered a word.

The flesh shell covered with human skin just stood silently under the dark sky.

Zhou Chang and Bai Xiu'e were waiting quietly behind a grave mound.

He observed the motionless 'golden shell' for a long time, and asked Bai Xiu'e to continue to stay behind the grave. He separated strands of iron threads from his body, which connected with Bai Xiu'e's lotus silk and formed a rope.

Afterwards, Zhou Chang, with a silk rope wrapped around his hand, walked out from behind the grave and passed by the flesh shell covered with golden human skin.

Dorje Wangdui’s gloomy face suddenly appeared on the golden human skin.

This pockmarked face stared at Zhou Chang coldly. Unlike before, he did not look stupid and foolish. Instead, his eyes were ferocious and full of viciousness.

Its lips slightly opened, and just as it was about to say something to Zhou Chang, its face suddenly disappeared again as the human skin squirmed.

The facial features of 'Emperor Sejong' protruded from the human skin again:
"It's you who is loyal and knows how to come to the rescue."

"The Nine Provinces are sinking, the imperial lineage is falling, it is time for you and me to restore the monarchy and rebuild a great foundation - my lord, come and save me, I will make you king!"

Zhou Chang walked around to the back of the golden shell, and the facial outline of "Emperor Shizong" also moved to the back of the head.

It stared at Zhou Chang closely, its eyes full of eager anticipation: "What? You don't believe me?
Just now, that dog slave dared to disobey the will of the Heavenly Family and refused to be rewarded. Since he refused to be rewarded, he had no choice but to be punished - that is why I want to punish him. You are different from him..."

As Emperor Sejong spoke, wisps of royal energy seeped out from the golden skin and flowed towards Zhou Chang.

The python robe that had been damaged while resisting Sebo Renqing was now covering Zhou Chang.

On the python robe, the scales that had fallen off from the four-clawed dragon were all repaired after being soaked by the royal energy.

The whole dragon robe was shining brightly and looked brand new in an instant!

It's even newer than the dragon robe worn by Emperor Sejong!
Under the influence of the imperial aura, this golden-red dragon robe, which was not an official court dress, gradually turned into a formal stone-blue robe.

There are also four groups of five-clawed golden dragons embroidered on the patched clothes.

There are dragons in front and behind, and dragons walking on both shoulders.

This piece of patched clothing was made according to the etiquette of the princes of the former Qing Dynasty!
Zhou Chang looked at the patched clothes on his body and was a little surprised for a moment.

He had not thought that the "Golden Head of Emperor Sejong" would be so willing to "spend money". He just showed up and got a prince's ceremonial robe. If Wen Yongsheng were alive, he would be so scared that he would fall down and kowtow repeatedly when he saw such a robe.

The python robe is indeed useful. It can even block some of the terrifying methods of the yellow-faced monk.

But Zhou Chang was not attached to it at all.

Although this item is useful, it is also a means for Emperor Shizong's Golden Head to control others - although Zhou Chang has not yet figured it out, how exactly does the Golden Head use this piece of clothing to control others?
The fact that Emperor Shizong kept pleading with it also showed that the fight between it and the three monks and the corpse had reached its most intense stage.

But it was clearly at this time. If it could really use the python robe to control Zhou Chang's helper, it would have done so long ago. Why would it need to waste its imperial energy now? There was even a hint of flattery towards Zhou Chang in its words and gestures.
Zhou Chang guessed that it was not that it was unwilling to do so, but that it could not.

Now if the 'Emperor's Golden Head' was at a disadvantage and was cornered by the three monks, Zhou Chang would definitely help it even if it did not speak up.

But Dorje Wangdui's face only appeared on the "Yellow God of Wealth Skin" for a short moment, while the face of the emperor's golden head still protruded from the golden skin. Its words were clear and coherent, and it was no longer as confused as it was at the beginning.

All signs indicate that, although this golden head is still fighting with the three monks and the corpse, it still has the upper hand in this fight!
If Zhou Chang helped it, it would only help it defeat the three monks faster and completely control the corpse - what benefit would this bring to Zhou Chang?
Zhou Chang would like the outcome where both sides suffer losses the most!
Therefore, he looked at the emperor's face protruding under the golden skin, smiled slightly, pointed at the faceless body of Choegyi Gyaltsen and the dried flesh of Dorje Wangdui lying not far away, and said: "I will take action now to clear the obstacles for your majesty!

This will burn the two remains of the evil monk!"

The 'Emperor' heard the voice, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said nothing.

It was clearly telling Zhou Chang to pierce the golden skin. Once the golden skin was pierced, it would be able to absorb all kinds of thoughts from the outside world, gather the imperial energy, and have more power to suppress the three monks!

But Zhou Chang seemed not to understand what it said, and this time he wanted to burn the flesh shells left by the two monks!

Even if the flesh shell is burned, what use is it to it? !
The burning of the flesh shell only made it easier for Zhou Chang - if the next three monks won, two of the monks would have no flesh shells to represent the incarnation of the God of Wealth, making it easier for Zhou Chang to deal with them!

The golden human skin began to tremble at this time, and Choegyal Gyaltsen's face covered the emperor's protruding human skin face!

It howled loudly: "Burn my body and let me fall into the Vajra Hell forever!

Fall into the Vajra Hell forever!"

Before he finished speaking, Choegyal Gyaltsen's face sank under the human skin.

Bulges of air began to appear on the human skin again.

The various parties clashed in it, and it was difficult to tell who would win!
Zhou Chang piled the flesh shells of the two monks together, placed some dead branches and weeds around them, took out a fire starter, and set the two monks' flesh shells on fire!

"Whoosh!" The flickering flames climbed up the two strange bodies!
The flames were also dyed into colorful colors by the breathing energy that overflowed from the body!

The body was burning fiercely, and a fire of feasting thoughts arose instantly!

Zhou Chang stayed among the colorful fires and watched the changes:

This fight lasted from dusk till dawn!

The three monks could not resist the feasting thoughts and the impact of the imperial aura of the 'Emperor's Golden Head', so the skin of the Yellow God of Wealth, the mouth of the Black God of Wealth, and the blood of the Red God of Wealth joined forces with the corpse!

The purple-black skin of the corpse was replaced by a golden skin bag.

Golden lips grew on its chest, opening and closing, madly sucking in the air from the emperor's golden head.

Under the skin of the Yellow Jambhala, clusters of blood vessels protruded and meandered all over the body surface, eventually forming a network, gathering towards the golden head of Emperor Sejong on his neck, trying to absorb the blood and qi flowing inside the golden head!

The emperor's head is no longer wrapped in the skin of the Yellow Jambhala.

But the nourishing energy it gathered from the outside world was also absorbed by the three incarnations of the God of Wealth!
It is like a reservoir, but with three big holes around it, which continuously drain water to the surrounding streams and rivers. No matter how heavy the rain pours, it cannot make up for the loss!

This golden head suddenly became corrupt, emitting a strong corpse stench, and then was painted with gold, becoming extremely luxurious again.

Only the royal aura that it had gathered was still swirling in its mouth, emitting tremendous power!

"Hehehe——"

at this time!

The corpse's arms, which were filled with the Red God of Wealth's blood, slowly raised up.

The pair of arms seemed to be made of gold. They were continuously lifted up by the feasting energy of the emperor's head, and finally held the emperor's golden head again - the three mantras of the God of Wealth resounded at the same time!

"Buzz! ... Soha!"

"Study!"

"Study!"

With the blessing of the Three Wealth Gods, the arms of the corpse swelled up like elephant feet, and its ten terrifying golden nails pierced deeply into the emperor's head, which had become corrupt again. Finally, it pulled the head off his neck and "lifted" it away from his neck!

"Shhhhh!"

At this moment, Zhou Chang, who had been watching quietly on the side, suddenly burst out strands of water from his fingertips. In an instant, they swam to the surface of the corpse and surrounded the mouths of the black god of wealth that floated on its body. Using the needle technique of the Goddess of Hidden Needle, he sewed up all those golden lips that were frantically plundering the emperor's breath!
boom!
The moment the golden lips were sewn up, the emperor's head, which had gradually shown signs of corruption, suddenly became full again, as if it were made of gold.

The corpse instantly lost the support of the God of Wealth.

Just like a tripod with three legs, it suddenly loses one leg!
The golden head was placed on the neck of the corpse again in an instant. It looked at Zhou Chang, opened its mouth slightly, and uttered a voice that was much more vague than before: "You... did a good job..."

The imperial energy gathered under the emperor's tongue was now sprayed out by its mouth, and all fell on the arm of the corpse that was holding its head!

The arm was instantly covered with barbed dragon scales and turned into a dragon claw in an instant!
The dragon claw suddenly pressed on the chest of the corpse and opened its five claws. The 'Red God of Wealth Blood' that was clinging to the blood vessels in the corpse and flowing all over its body was hit hard by the emperor's qi and all hit the dragon arm. It gathered in the palm of the dragon claw and formed a blood tumor formed by the intersection of blood vessels!
The five fingers of the dragon claw closed instantly!

The hematoma was squeezed and streams of bright red blood flowed out!

Dorje Wangdui's wails were heard from the constantly flowing blood!

As the five fingers of the dragon claw closed, this hemangioma was firmly trapped in the palm of the dragon scale arm!
Without the 'blood of the red god of wealth' that clung to the body of the corpse and provided it with its main strength, the emperor's qi permeated into the blood vessels of the corpse and blended with the fierce evil qi in the corpse. A golden-red cloud of qi lingered on the emperor's body!
The 'skin of the Yellow God of Wealth' was gradually stained by golden clouds, revealing a pattern of a five-clawed golden dragon.

The skin of the Yellow God of Wealth became the most suitable dragon robe for Emperor Sejong!
All the struggles seemed to have been finally settled with the death of Emperor Sejong.

It stood among a pile of graves, with golden and red clouds spreading out, highlighting its majestic aura.

The 'Emperor' raised his eyes to Zhou Chang and waved to him: "Come here, I will reward you."

"Yes."

Zhou Chang walked towards the figure in the extra costume with great respect.

“You… are really good.

He is quite good at balancing things, knowing when to strike and when not to strike...

As an emperor, you must use the word "balance" properly, so that you can control the temple and make decisions on your own..." The emperor watched Zhou Chang approaching and bowing to him as if to kneel. He showed a strange smile on his face, and the dragon-scale claws in his robe sleeves slowly stretched out, trying to cover Zhou Chang's head.

"But you are not an emperor, but you are good at playing the emperor's mind...

Where do you put me?"

The dragon-scale claws opened instantly, and the hemangioma that was still struggling inside suddenly found its target and climbed towards Zhou Chang's head!

The golden nails dug into Zhou Chang's skull at the same time!

Zhou Chang leaned forward, seemingly unaware of the danger above his head. On the prince's robe covering him, five-clawed dragons were wriggling and coiling, trying to restrain his body and make him suffer the "blood of the red god of wealth", and even the blow of the five claws to open his skull!
However, the prince's robe was moving around Zhou Chang's body, but Zhou Chang did not feel that his movements were restricted or obstructed in the slightest!
This patched suit never had the effect it should have on him from beginning to end!

He had no fear or attachment to the feudal imperial power in his heart, and not even the slightest greed for the so-called robes!
This piece of clothing does not belong to him, so it naturally cannot bind Zhou Chang!
Zhou Chang sneered, and the red coffin nail in his sleeve slipped out in an instant. He held it tightly in his palm and stabbed forward -

"Pfft!"

With just this one strike, the magnificent dragon robe on the 'emperor' was pierced through!

"Buzz!"

The blood of the Red God of Wealth penetrated Zhou Chang's skin as Zhou Chang's body moved, and stayed on the back of Zhou Chang's neck!
The dragon's claws also struck Zhou Chang's neck, breaking his neck bone!

"The Moon and the Beta..."

At the moment when Zhou Chang's head drooped weakly, a low murmur came out of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)