Wet viviparity

Chapter 111 Taoists, Treasure Light
To the west of the pine forest, Ji Ming easily took away the explanation book that Xuan Jing had placed there, but he did not return to the mound immediately.

Here he looked towards the "grave pile" in the forest, paying special attention to the square "stone slab tomb", and estimated in his mind how long the Earth Escape Talisman would last.

The White Bone Heart Bead was taken out. The original green color in the bead had turned completely white. It was spinning by itself in the claws, hungry for the hot blood in the heart to drink.

Now this magic weapon has truly been classified as a treasure and is his greatest reliance.

"Come on, let's go meet him together."

The White Bone Heart Bead flew up and landed behind Ji Ming's head. After entering the ranks of treasures, it will have more magical uses and more changes waiting for Ji Ming to discover.

The figure shrank and sank into the ground. It was worthy of being one of the Five Elements Escape Techniques, the Earth Escape.

If Ji Ming had learned any of the five elements' escape techniques, or had been able to refine escape talismans, he wouldn't have had to be so terrified by Su Luozi's repeated pursuit.

Under the "Slate Tomb", the old man looked at the scroll of talisman rubbings, scratched his itchy face, and sighed: "This mask is useful, but who can stand the side effect of the itch after wearing it for a long time.

I am also destined to work hard, and was assigned such a hard job as a secret agent in the other courtyard. If that boy from the dry road had not stolen my belongings, I would have entered the second stage of Qi Refining long ago."

Behind the old man, a face emerged from the soil as if floating out of water.

Then, in this enclosed space lit by only a candle, the head, body, arms, and legs under the face all floated up.

The old man was completely unaware and continued to chatter and complain about this secret mission.

Next to the old man sitting cross-legged, a scaly three-toed claw quietly reached out, hooked up the mask, and started playing with it on the claw.

Ji Ming looked at the mask and listened to the old man's words. Even if he was stupid, he knew the old man's identity.

This old man was the sorcerer that the Poisonous Hand Boy had sought help from, and he was also a disciple of Panku Mountain. No wonder he had been staring at him, after all, “himself” had taken away many of his belongings.

"It's a pity that I don't have time, otherwise I would have to interrogate him about his purpose of being a secret agent."

The bone-shaped heart bead behind Ji Ming's head unfolded into a gray-silver round light, hanging quietly behind his head, like the halo of Buddha, making him look like a god from the underworld.

The old man's hairs stood up on his back. He caught a glimpse of two shadows under the candlelight. His facial expression changed several times, and suddenly he raised his palms and pressed them backwards.

"Colorful Cloud Poisonous Hand!"

Ji Ming saw the "Corpse Heart Spot" in the old man's palm. This was the sign of the mastery of the secret skill, Colorful Cloud Poison Hand. He had seen it on Yu Xiao's hand before, but he didn't expect to see it again here.

In response to the poisonous palm from the old Taoist priest, Ji Ming simply chuckled. The circle of light behind his head shone, and a whole heart suddenly appeared in the circle of light, hanging behind his head.

The heart was bloody, just picked, still very fresh, steaming and beating slightly.

"You are not a stone dragon, he would never have this."

The old man turned his head with difficulty, and before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of chewing in the round light. He took a quick look and saw that the person had died immediately. He didn't know whether he died of fright or from having his heart removed.

"Click~"

The chewing sound continued, and even Ji Ming felt his scalp tingling when he heard it. He looked at the circle of light behind his head and saw a faint shadow, the shadow of a skeleton.

The heart was soon eaten, but Yuanguang seemed unsatisfied and conveyed his desire to Ji Ming.

So Ji Ming once again used the round light to shine on the old man's body. The organs in the body disappeared one by one and were picked up into the round light and chewed.

Seeing that his treasure is so magical, there might be a chance that it can become a magic weapon in the future.

Picking up the old man's bag, Ji Ming sank into the soil again, floated up from his own mound of earth, then put away the white bone heart beads and tidied his appearance.

In the forest, Monk Fawen had given up on tracking the celestial being. The demon that his master had mentioned, questioning his heart, did not appear, just as it had never appeared before.

He didn't know how many more tests he would have to hold in the Fayan Courtyard in the future, and how many unpopular talismans there were in the Sibeiyun Temple to test the celestial beings.

"bother!"

For a moment, he didn't even have the mood to stay.

He took another look at the buildings shrouded in mountain fog in the distance, and the eldest brother of Heguan, Taoist Xuan Jing, was among them.

Monk Fawen originally thought that this person had come specially to provide escort for the assessment by the gods, but now it seems that he was just overthinking.

Calculating the time, that day the boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old.

Judging from his age, he has only been practicing for two or three years, and should have just achieved the Jinghua, and is now flushing the fifty-two acupoints in the Ren and Du meridians. Looking at the scene again, almost all the scattered people have the Sanhua Juding, and only those cultivators from the family have a few who have just flushed the acupoints.

In the "grave pile", individual people and family members walked out one by one, carefully handed over the interpretation book, and then waited anxiously for it to be read and examined.

The old Taoist looked calm and composed, looking towards Fawen.

"You are the chief examiner this time, so it is your responsibility to make the final review." Fa Wen said.

"Well."

The old Taoist smiled without commenting, picked up the explanation book and quickly examined it. For a Qi-refining Taoist like the old Taoist, this simple explanation book of talismans could be read at a glance.

Ji Ming stood in the forest, among the small group of people left. His boyish appearance was very eye-catching.

But at this moment, no one was paying attention to him. They all stood there nervously, waiting for the Taoist's final judgment on their own interpretations.

Ji Ming glanced at Fa Wen, and the other party nodded at him, as if to reassure Ji Ming.

Gradually, all the sounds in the pine forest died down, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing through the pines.

Everyone was staring at the old man's movements, trying to analyze the meaning behind his every look and expression, even though it was a futile effort.

Gradually, Ji Ming began to get nervous.

But here, no one seemed to notice that there was still a "grave" from which no one had come out.

Unqualified explanation books will be burned on the spot and will not be kept. Only qualified explanation books will be returned to the applicant and will be regarded as an additional reward for successful assessment.

When a book was burned, one person was taken away.

If you want to take the assessment, it will be another three years later, and you cannot break through to the Qi Refining stage within these three years, otherwise you will miss the qualification for the Taoist assessment.

The way of heaven is cruel, treating all things as ants. It is especially cruel to the independent people who grow wildly like weeds.

Ji Ming had dealt with the heretics in several lifetimes, and had some knowledge of their living environment and understood their state of mind to some extent.

What he has been seeking for several lifetimes is to escape from such a difficult situation.

Put in ten percent effort but only get one percent return, this is the true portrayal of unorthodox practices.

The situation of those side sects may be much better, but the higher you go, the more obvious the difference between them and the orthodox monks will be.

When a certain individual received the letter of liberation, he collapsed to the ground as if exhausted.

What's more, with his mind agitated, the three flowers on his head sank into the lower Huangting Dantian, and a trace of true Qi was refined in an instant, and he entered the second level of Qi Refining on the spot.

Ji Ming's eyelids jumped. He really didn't know how many years this individual who had made a breakthrough on the spot had suppressed his cultivation for this Taoist assessment.

When a Taoist handed a scroll of explanation to Ji Ming, even though he was already 80% to 90% sure of him, he was still very excited.

Next, he was entered into the Taoist register and became a Taoist of Taiping Mountain.

From the Taoist people upwards, there is the Taoist assessment in the second stage of Qi Refining, until the final, the examination for receiving the ordination certificate in the third stage of Foundation Establishment, also known as the Taoist official examination.

Only after receiving the ordination examination can one be truly regarded as the backbone of Taiping Mountain, an outstanding Taoist of the righteous path, and be granted an exclusive Taoist name.

Taoist Xuan Jing was the second person in Heguan to pass the examination for ordination, after Taoist Fei Huzi.

“There’s a long way to go!”

Ji Ming thought.

In the three steps and six realms, there are things to learn and study in each realm, and to stand out, a lot of time and energy must be devoted.

In the second stage of Qi Refining, not to mention other things, just the secret skills to be refined to the Dao Zang of magic, not many people can go through it, causing many people to have to take risks and practice in reverse.

Fortunately, Ji Ming still has a keen eye. If he can really succeed with the help of Huang Liang Meng Zhen, he will not be afraid of the difficulties in refining his secret skills and will be able to walk out of his own smooth road.

"Enter the ancestral temple, worship the ancestor, and your name will be included in the Dao book."

The old Taoist flicked his dust tail and shouted loudly, his voice reaching through the treetops and making the remaining people happy. They bowed and greeted each other. From then on, they had a status and could be called Taoist master in public.

(End of this chapter)