Chapter 64: Kill Yasha, the inner ghost emerges

Xu Yang passed the talisman and refined the night evil corpse.

In an unknown corner, the Taoist priest Yi Zhuang established a more rigorous system for the first time in Quhuang County, Fire Kingdom.

The characteristic of the side door monks is loose management. The larger the organization, the more contradictions and conflicts there are.

When together, they are a pile of shit; when apart, they are a sky full of stars.

The reason lies in the different spells. Some refine corpses, some raise beasts, and some spells conflict and interfere with each other. The superiors have their own spells to practice and they may have preferences, which will only lead to internal strife.

For example, the Heche Palace Taoist tradition, most of the magic schools actively attached themselves to and became branches of the Heche Palace Taoist tradition, rather than being taught by the Heche Palace Taoist tradition.

Because of this relationship, the connections between the schools are not close enough.

Hundreds of years have passed, the situation has become so serious that almost no one mentions the issue of integration.

Xu Yang rose from obscurity and was able to start over again.

Yasha Manor.

The sky is grey and the manor is eerie.

The Yaksha Taoist boy controlled every corner, the doors and windows were closed, and the whole manor seemed to have a faint smell of blood.

Inside the tallest mahogany stilt house, there was only dim green fire.

Sitting on the main seat was a red-skinned, red-faced yaksha. His hair was blazing green fire. In addition to his normal eyes, he had an eye each between his eyebrows and under his chin.

The flames on the red-faced yaksha's head were dim, and there was a terrifying hole on his chest. The green fire reflected his vitality, but now it had become much dimmer, which showed the impact of the last battle on him.

"Who on earth is it...who has framed me time and again?" The Red-faced Yaksha hated the mysterious man so much. If the previous incident was just a coincidence, judging from the incident in the Water Palace this time, it was obviously aimed at him.

But he couldn't think of any enemy who practiced Yaksha magic.

Not everyone can practice the Yaksha method. Not only does it require suitable talent, but it also requires hard training day and night.

Practicing the Yaksha method will change the body structure, the most obvious being the eyes. If practice reaches a high level, one can even become a Yaksha like oneself.

This method conflicts with most other methods.

"If I catch you, I will tear off your flesh piece by piece and swallow it. Black Fish, Five Ghosts, you will have to wait for me."

The red-faced yaksha looked at the big hole in his chest, his pale bones exposed, and his heart beating violently.

This is the wound caused by the golden ghost of the Five Ghosts Taoist. The wound is extremely difficult to heal and it will take several years of recuperation to recover to the best condition.

But he couldn't wait.

He is not a fool. The mysterious man is so aggressive that he might come to his door at any time and even spy on him secretly.

"Come in, wait a minute!!"

The red-faced Yaksha summoned his disciple Changtong.

The person who came in was a young man with ordinary looks and pale complexion.

It was a pleasant surprise to have this disciple. He cultivated quickly and performed very well.

"Master will be in seclusion tonight at midnight to recuperate. His spirit will communicate with the underworld for about half an hour. During this time, his body cannot move. You will be responsible for guarding the formation and do not let outsiders in."

"Follow orders!!"

Chang Tong knelt down and listened to the order.

"You can go out." The red-faced yaksha waved his hand.

Squeak! !
The carved mahogany door closed heavily, and the hall returned to darkness. The red eyes of the red-faced yaksha flashed with an inexplicable light.

"Changtong..."

The red-faced yaksha's voice was hoarse and low.

……

Yizhuang, a backyard with thirteen acres of spiritual fields.

This is not the backyard, it should be considered the back garden.

The spiritual fields gathered together, the heaven and earth were in resonance, and dark clouds floated in the sky all year round.

Below the dark clouds are thirteen pavilions, each with a coffin.

Some are for refining corpses, and some are for raising corpses.

In one of the pavilions, the lid of the coffin was opened, and a zombie had a dark gray face and stretched out long fangs.

Judging from his appearance, it was actually the original Zhang Chu.

Xu Yang sat cross-legged on a cushion with his palms facing the sky, and the rune extended from his middle finger to his wrist.

Black mist filled the surroundings, and the runes gradually lit up with red light.

Whoosh! !

The moment the red light appeared, Xu Yang hit Zhang Chu.

clack clack...

Zhang Chu's body grew nine feet taller, and his skin became red, as if dyed with cinnabar. After another operation, the red-skinned Yaksha turned into a sea-patrolling Yaksha.

Xu Yang looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, while looking inward at the Warring States silk book.

The Yaksha Technique of Hades (Minor Success 1/800)

I have finally achieved some success in my practice and can now use ordinary corpses to refine Yaksha.

During this period, the Black Water Sutra has entered the stage of minor success. The Dan Zhong point is filled with black Qi, which is already the amount of minor success of the True Qi.

At this time, a message came from the prison gate.

"Master, the Red-Faced Yaksha will be in seclusion for about half an hour on the fifteenth day, and cannot move during this period."

"Oh?" Xu Yang thought, "No, it's fake."

"Follow orders!!"

There is no way an immortal who is over 200 years old would be so naive. He directly revealed his vital points. It was obviously a test to the people around him.

Fifteenth.

The full moon hung high in the sky, its light pale and thin, casting a chilling glow.

A chilly wind rose slowly from deep underground, carrying with it a bone-chilling chill as it passed through the ancient mansions, like the wailing of dead souls.

Inside the main hall, the red-faced yaksha sat quietly waiting.

Chang Tong was guarding outside, motionless, as if he was asleep.

It was daybreak and the rooster crowed.

"Come in, congratulations on passing the test."

The red-faced yaksha let Chang Tong in, looking quite satisfied.

"Master is not in seclusion. Tomorrow night is the day for seclusion. This is the Three Yin Blood Pill. After you take this medicine, you will be in a daze for a day or so and obey Master's orders unconditionally. After Master wakes up, you will have good fortune."

"Yes!!"

Chang Tong swallowed the pill without hesitation. The pill melted in his mouth, his eyes turned gray, and he lost consciousness.

The red-faced yaksha nodded with satisfaction, and then distributed the remaining pills to other disciples.

The next night.

An altar was set up in the hall, with white candles emitting green light, and human hearts and livers were offered on the altar.

The red-faced yaksha sat cross-legged on the altar, and these offerings seemed to be a sacrifice to him personally.

There was a copper incense burner in front of him, with a golden sandalwood stick in it.

The soul leaves the body and draws in the negative energy from the underworld, using which he uses the negative energy from the underworld to quickly restore his body as a Yaksha.

The injuries can be fully recovered in about half an hour, but this behavior is very dangerous.

His own strength does not allow his soul to leave his body. Even if it does, he needs the protection of the soul-returning incense, and he cannot go back easily.

"Fortunately, it's only half an hour, so there shouldn't be any problem."

The red-faced yaksha concentrated on meditation and lit the golden incense in front of him.

Green smoke curled up and a ray of red light flew out from the top of the head.

The red light transformed into a three-inch little man, who looked like a smaller version of the red-faced yaksha.

This is the soul leaving the body.

Blood-colored Yaksha essence surged out of the void.

The essence covered the body surface more and more, gradually forming a layer of red barrier.

The red fog gradually spreads
This is the last layer of defense.

Yaksha essence is a great tonic for those who practice the Yaksha method. It can not only strengthen themselves but also recover from injuries.

For those who do not practice the way of Yaksha, it is a deadly poison.

Soon, the Red-faced Yaksha entered the state of cultivation.

Outside the door, Chang Tong's gray eyes became clear.

People who practice the Great Fundamental Seal have extraordinary resistance to illusions. Although they are not as completely immune as Xu Yang, they can basically break through the illusions in half a day.

After solving the problem, Chang Tong immediately notified Xu Yang.

Chang Tong came to the gate and picked up a man in black.

The other Taoist children didn't say anything when they saw that it was their senior brother who was receiving them personally.

Arrived outside the gate where the Red-faced Yaksha was in seclusion.

"You go in first." Xu Yang said to Chang Tong.

Squeak! !
Pushing open the door, there was a red mist inside.

Chang Tong slowly walked to the altar.

"What's going on? Stop!!" The red-faced yaksha was shocked and seemed to realize something.

It turns out that this person is really a ghost!!!
(End of this chapter)