Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 383 Corpse Fairy
A dark red carp covered in pustules floats at the mouth of the cave.

The bone claws evolved from fish fins hang over the edge, and the head of the fish looks like a twisted and painful human face, looking around the cabin.

The sarcoma on the top of the head, blood is gushing out, the pink-white umbilical cord is entangled and rising in the gap, and the top is condensed with a strange fleshy mass full of blood vessels and meridians.

A naked torso that looks like a child is sitting cross-legged on it, posing in an incomprehensible posture, and there are a large number of blood vessels connected to the back, transporting energy all the time.

The abnormal devotional incense is still burning, and the smoke is swallowed by this kind of monster, and transformed into the energy of its actions, causing it to raise its arms and pinch out the magic formula, and the face without facial features is constantly trembling, as if talking about something.

"It's really a great fortune for my fellows to gather here today. Poor Dao came here today in order to introduce these comrades who sacrificed for the great cause into the fairy world, and make them become corpse immortals to accompany us and continue to fight go down!"

A crisp voice sounded in his ears, Yan Jing half-closed his eyes, looking at the extremely moved Fallen Angel believers in front of him, he just felt disgusted.

Yan Jing sensed something was wrong the moment the carp appeared.

The sound it made was accompanied by a mental shock, and the fog that spread across the entire cabin was downright poisonous.

He Xian and Lu Qing stood here to give other fallen angel believers a psychological hint, making them think that everything is normal, and what they see in their eyes is even more real.

In fact, from the moment the carp appeared, they had fallen into a trap set in advance by the Shinto believers.

As for this "Master Taoist", Yan Jing originally thought that he could take this opportunity to meet the core figures in the Shinto group, but now it seems that what appeared here was just a flesh and blood clone of the other party.

I have to admit that the opponent's method was really unexpected.

If it wasn't for [Shen Nian] and [Xiang Liu] of the dragon and tiger Yan Luo statues beside him, even Yan Jing might have suffered this hidden loss.

Of course, Yan Jing would not be kind enough to remind these Fallen Angel believers that they, who have long been polluted by the Fallen Angel belief, would be eager to accept the baptism of this ritual.

No matter what he thought in his heart, Yan Jing still chose to follow the example of the person next to him, put on a yearning expression, fixed his eyes on the corpse in the bottom cabin, and wanted to find out what the so-called "corpse fairy" was.

The Daoist boy who is in the fairyland has already floated up from the lotus platform at this time, pinching out the formulas with his hands one after another, reciting obscure mantras in his mouth, and a light golden light gathered in front of him, turning into an incomparably mysterious talisman .

Immediately, flower petals emerged in the entire bilge along with the spiritual light, and then scattered and poured into the corpses on the ground.

In an instant, spirit patterns began to appear on their bodies, and their bluish-gray skin gradually became fair and rosy, and the fatal wounds healed quickly.
What Yan Jing saw at this time was a completely different scene.

The twisted lump of flesh under Daojun's seat flew out from under him and hovered over many corpses.

The weird carp screamed in pain, Yan Jing finally understood where the sound he heard came from, it was from it!
"Food big wins life, shape can be extended; night without moon fire, people can't see me, shape can be hidden"

As the speed of the incantation became faster, and the carp's pronunciation was really not clear, Yan Jing could only roughly understand the first few sentences, and then he could only understand by observing the changes in the twisted meat ball in front of him Master Daojun's casting progress.

The twisted meat ball with a diameter of half a meter first stretched in all directions, turning into a disgusting fleshy skin full of blue-red meridians.

The smoke condensed by the power of faith generated by the abnormal devout incense poured into it.

Make it transform into a very strange talisman.

With flesh and blood as the main body, meridians outline the corners, and the umbilical cord continuously supplies energy for it.
The moment it took shape, the light in the bottom cabin, which was not considered bright at all, was completely swallowed by shadows, and the flames in the kerosene lamp were still dancing, but they couldn't let their own light shine through.

The evil breath is permeating wantonly.

At this moment, Yan Jing only felt that his vocabulary was extremely lacking, and he couldn't describe what he saw.

The horrors he experienced in the dark disasters in the Shenzhou world came to mind, and Yan Jing immediately affirmed that this talisman is definitely not an ability that Shinto people can possess, it must be the power bestowed on them by some evil spirit!

No wonder the Shinto group of rats who had been dormant for many years suddenly had the power to compete with the Three Laws and the Underworld. From this point of view, they obviously found a channel to reach an agreement with the evil spirits from another world.

With that in mind, Yan Jing resisted the discomfort caused by looking directly at the talisman in front of him, and tried to record it, so that he might be able to get a better understanding through the underworld later.

As the talisman was fully formed, a large number of tentacles of flesh and blood began to extend from its bottom. After a short delay in mid-air, they went straight into the corpse on the ground and began to inject energy into it.

Bing Jie Sheng Xian?

Thinking of what Lu Qing mentioned earlier, Yan Jing's attention turned to these corpses.

Fallen angel believers who were supposed to be completely dead trembled suddenly after receiving the infusion of these energies. Yan Jing originally thought that they would transform into zombies, but unexpectedly, as time went by, their corpses started a new round of mutations !

To be precise, the mutations of these fallen angel believers are completely different, and they seem to follow a certain pattern, or the abilities they have acquired from their respective fallen angels.
What Yan Jing sees now alone is that there is a person with bat wings on his back, and clusters of sarcoma protruding from his shoulders, turning into a drum-shaped appearance, with slanted thunder patterns on it, and another person's body suddenly swelled, with growths growing all over his body. Hair, turned into a wolf shape.

Seeing the corpses in front of them that are getting more and more out of human form.

In Yan Jing's mind, the real body of Bodhisattva Sending Children that he saw in Sun's Dyeing Workshop suddenly appeared.

This talisman seems to be transforming these believers into the appearance of fallen angels.

At the end of the mutation, they not only improved their strength, but also seemed to be endowed with a new life. They no longer just lay on the ground, but stood up one after another, standing in the center of the bilge without making any sound.

Immediately afterwards, they all walked towards the side of Master Daojun, as if they were defending him.

Corpse Fairy?

No, this is clearly a different kind of zombie!
With the help of the power of faith in the unusual devout incense, was it possible to do so?

Even Yan Jing was amazed by the strange methods of this master Daojun, not to mention those fallen angel believers next to him.

Seeing that the companions who thought they were unlucky all became immortals.

They only hated why they spared their lives last night, they might as well die on the battlefield.

At the same time, in their eyes, the Taoist Lord who can make the victim directly become a corpse fairy has become the supreme existence. Many people directly threw themselves on the ground and began to bow down to the latter.

The Shinto ceremony was undoubtedly a great success.

(End of this chapter)