Chapter 14: Three-Headed, Six-Armed Dharmakaya
Yang He’s eyes fell on the identity of the postman, thinking about the feasibility of the postman.

Suddenly, more information appeared on the panel.

[When your spiritual vision reaches 10 points, you can choose to consume your spiritual vision to refresh your identity]

Yang He gave up on the postman immediately. The family letter in the information definitely involved a ghost. If he wasn’t careful, he would be in danger of death from the start.

[Whether to consume 1 point of spiritual vision to refresh identity]

“determine.”

The three faces gradually disappeared, and then new faces appeared.

Unfortunately, there is still no green quality identity.

[Clay Figure Seller (White): You make a living by selling clay figures in Cailian Town. One day, you accidentally discovered that the clay figures you made seemed to come alive.]

[Night watchman (in white): Since the curfew in Cailian Town, you have not seen a living person. Don’t look back, and keep beating the gong.]

Yang He narrowed his eyes, the new identity revealed something terrifying upon closer thought.

The weirdness brought by Nezha seems to have spread to the entire Cailian Town. After Nezha escapes, how many people in the town are left alive?

Yang He was somewhat nervous, and then looked at the third identity.

[Dao Tong (white): When you wake up, you find yourself trapped in a dark jar, and a voice from outside claims to be your master.]

“Dao Tong…”

Yang He stared at the handwriting for a long time, and when he saw the Taoist boy, he thought of Qianyuan Mountain.

He came here to practice Buddhism, and the identity of a Taoist child seemed easy to obtain, but the Qianyuan Mountain in The Legend of the Ghost is not necessarily normal.

[Whether to consume 10 point of spiritual vision to refresh identity]

“It seems that the spiritual vision has to be refreshed tenfold every time.”

“Forget it, let’s just be a Taoist boy.”

Yang He gave up the idea of ​​continuing to refresh, and another idea came to his mind.

“By the way, can the ghost pupil be brought to the world of allusions…”

[Whether to consume 1 point of spiritual vision and teach the incomplete Qi-gazing technique of the Taoist child]

Yang He was overjoyed and confirmed the identity information in green.

[Taoist boy (green): When you wake up, you find yourself trapped in a dark jar, relying on the incomplete Qi-gazing technique passed down by your family to stay alive, and the voice coming from outside claims to be your master. ]

[Green quality and above require additional spiritual vision consumption]

[If you do not choose an identity, you will go to the historical site as your real self to play]

Yang He looked around the still main world and suppressed all distracting thoughts.

“Choose [Dao Tong].”

[Do you want to consume 4 points of spiritual vision and carry extra items to enter the story “Ghost Lotus”?]

“determine.”

………

The cicadas chirped one after another, sometimes loud and sometimes melodious among the bushes.

“Cai Lian Town is just ahead. Please leave as soon as possible after delivering the letter home.”

The old postman rode his horse over mountains and across ridges. The cool mountain breeze blew away the heat, but the inexplicable letter from home made him inevitably anxious.

It is clear that he would count the letters every time before leaving.

Alas, I don’t know where the letter from home in Chentangguan came from.

However, since it was sent from the General’s Mansion, the old postman did not dare to offend him and had to rush to the destination.

“No, I’m afraid we won’t be able to make it to Cailian Town tonight. Let’s find a place nearby to rest for the night, otherwise the horses won’t be able to bear it.”

The sky gradually darkened, and the fiery sunset illuminated the mountains and forests.

“I remember there was a dilapidated temple two or three miles ahead where we could stay.”

The old postman slowed down his horse and groped his way according to his memory.

After a long time.

He saw the temple looming.

The fire in the temple was dim, and it seemed that passers-by were taking a rest. The old postman led the horse and left.

As soon as the old postman approached the dilapidated temple, he smelled an indescribable pungent medicinal fragrance, and then noticed that there was a sloppy old Taoist priest in the temple.

The old Taoist priest was in his early fifties, with unkempt hair tied behind his head. He was thin, but he wore a thick robe in the hot summer. On the bonfire in front of him, there was a cauldron for alchemy.

The medicinal fragrance comes from the alchemy furnace.

What frightened the old postman the most was that there were earthen jars of various sizes placed next to the alchemy furnace, and more than a dozen of them were shaking slightly, obviously containing living things.

The old postman began to back down, and the horses also became restless.

Before he could leave, he heard the old Taoist mutter, “I am Taiyi Zhenren from Jinguan Cave in Qianyuan Mountain. Hehehe, old man, I’m afraid you will be in danger of bloodshed.”

“Master…Master, I…”

The old postman felt very uneasy and noticed that there was panting coming from the earthen jar in the corner.

It’s people!

There’s someone in the tank!!
The old postman reined in his horse and turned around to leave.

Taiyi Zhenren burst into strange laughter, his eyes fell on the old postman’s right hand, and he was muttering something in his mouth, which was creepy.

The old postman disappeared into the night on his horse, and the bonfire in the temple grew brighter.

Taiyi Zhenren stroked his beard and stared at the earthen jar that made the loudest noise.

“Disciple, Disciple~~”

The sound filled the earthen jar, and the breathing inside became violent. With the help of the firelight, a child of about eleven or twelve years old could be vaguely seen inside.

Yang He woke up in shock, and the ghost pupil on his forehead opened.

He realized the Taoist boy’s current situation at the first moment.

Seeing this, Taiyi Zhenren clapped his thigh with satisfaction, “Not bad, not bad, he is born with spiritual pupils. I thought he was just an ordinary beggar!”

Yang He felt around the boy’s body and discovered that the boy’s right foot had some disability. He then found the tonic pill he brought from the main world in his arms.

“Master Taiyi?”

He looked at the old Taoist priest outside and felt it was extremely ridiculous.

You should know that Taiyi Zhenren is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox Teaching, and his disciple is Yuanshi Tianzun. The Taoist name Taiyi alone is enough to show his lofty status.

Not to mention the immortal aura, even ordinary Taoist priests are not so unbearable, and according to the feedback from Ghost Eye, the threat posed by the old Taoist priest is far lower than that of Nezha.

“Disciple, tell me your name.”

“Yang He.”

“He means perfection, but you are a cripple. Hehehe, very interesting.”

Taiyi Zhenren laughed heartily and behaved in an exaggerated and bizarre manner.

“When you wake up, I will refine a furnace of life-giving water. Maybe I can create a few spirit beasts to enjoy as a snack.”

Taoist Taiyi opened the alchemy furnace, and blood-red liquid was surging inside. Bubbles kept coming out, and creepy wails echoed.

“go.”

The medicine liquid fell into the earthen jars, except for Yang He.

Yang He heard a sizzling sound and then realized that all the living creatures he brought with him were imprisoned in earthen jars.

After a while, all the earthen jars stopped moving.

Taiyi Zhenren approached Yang He and said, “The purpose of this trip is to revive your senior brother. I need the help of a Taoist boy in one yin year and yin day. If everything goes well, your life will be safe.”

Yang He raised his eyebrows, it was indeed for Nezha’s resurrection.

“My disciple, you have spiritual pupils, but you don’t know how to practice. If you are willing, I will help you complete your Taoist tradition and even teach you the great Dao of Qianyuan Mountain.”

“Master.”

Yang He no longer hesitated. The big promise made by Taiyi Zhenren was nothing but a lie to save his life. Anyway, he would definitely achieve his goal before he died.

“Good good!”

Taiyi Zhenren lifted the alchemy furnace with both hands, and a third arm stretched out from his chest.

The arms were dry and withered, with blue veins all over the skin, and they didn’t look like human hands at all.

“This is the true Dharma of Qianyuan Mountain, the Dharmakaya with three heads and six arms.”

[Kuido (different)]

[Once mastered, the power ghost will turn into an extra arm. Those born with this ability need to block the blood vessels and meridians of the third arm on a regular basis; those born with this ability need to cut off their arms and refine them again every hundred days.]

　【Thanks to Yeshiqingshou and Luoshuiyanjiu for the tips. 】

　
(End of this chapter)