Wet viviparity

Chapter 116 Interview, Annual Ring Pill
The crane egg was placed in a jade box on the floor, and the slender finger covered with scales on the crane's claws pointed lightly, and the jade box was gently closed.

Although the crane egg obtained from the blue-eyed female Taoist was still alive, the whereabouts of the mother crane that laid the egg was unknown.

Although Ji Ming's "Eye of Wet Egg Transformation" had already shown the word "egg", it could not directly act on the crane egg in the absence of a mother, let alone use the Huangliang pillow to test the reincarnation dream.

He sought out the old ape and talked about the pair of magical cranes, but of course he didn't really want to catch them as a gift for the Taoist priest.

It would be impossible for that pair of demon cranes to practice in the Taoist temple of Lady Nanhua Huode, Jihengshan, without any real skills or strong backing.

Ji Ming said these words to Ape Old Man just to cover up his real purpose - to meet the pair of demon cranes.

He had already found out that the pair of demon cranes had built a nest and laid eggs on Liuxiang Peak. This was a rare opportunity for him to use his precious eyes.

Ji Ming has now become a demon heart. Any negative emotion will cause his demon heart to tremble, causing his physical body to degenerate faster.

The degree of transformation of the physical body has now reached 40%.

Before his whole body undergoes a complete transformation and he completely turns into a monster among humans, is he confident that he can successfully refine his magic?

His answer was: Yes.

But he still has to take the necessary insurance.

He needed to put the experiment of using the Huangliang Dream Pillow to create the Treasure Eye on the agenda as soon as possible, and the pair of demon cranes was the key link in it.

Outside the curtain, the old ape clasped his hands and scratched the hair behind his ears.

He knew the pair of demon cranes on Liuxiang Peak. They were not close friends or relatives, but he was familiar with them and they would occasionally get together.

"Doesn't your master already have a crane mount?!"

Old Yuan had seen Fei Huzi before, many years ago, and had left a deep impression on him. After all, the Heguan was related to the Immortal Ziming.

But later on, the impression faded. The reason was naturally that the old Taoist Feihu lacked the ability to succeed him, wasted his time in the third stage of foundation building, and soon became one of the common people.

"Master Yuan, are there any difficulties?"

"To be honest, the pair of demon cranes are guarding a 300-year-old "Three Insects Resurrection Grass" on Liuxiang Peak. I'm afraid they won't leave easily."

Seeing that the old man was not speaking smoothly, Ji Ming asked, "Who are you guarding for?"

"Hmm." The old ape pondered for a moment, then smiled awkwardly and said, "Of course I am guarding this for Madam Nanhua Huode. After all, this Jiheng Mountain is her dojo."

Ji Ming sighed behind the curtain and said, "It seems that Master Yuan is unwilling to help me after all."

It is true that Jiheng Mountain is Madam's Taoist temple, but Madam will not control every blade of grass and tree there, including the three hundred year old spiritual herb.

For Madam, let alone three hundred years, even if it was three thousand years, uh, three thousand years, Madam should pay special attention.

The statement that he was guarding a magical herb for Madam Nanhua Huode could only fool people outside the mountain, but Old Ape was using this statement to fool him.

Seeing that Old Ape was hesitant and unwilling to reveal the background of the pair of demon cranes, Ji Ming had no choice but to adopt a second-best tone.

"Old Ape, since this is a spirit you are familiar with, please come to the Feibai Tower outside the Huoxu Cave for a while, so that I can meet it and have a chat.

If they are interested, then we have found a good place for them.

If you really don't mean to, I won't force you to do that. "

The old monkey was scratching his head outside the hut, unconsciously revealing some of his monkey nature, and seemed to be in a very difficult situation.

He wanted to explain something else, but he remembered that he had already said that he would try his best to help. If he explained it several times now, it would seem that he was deliberately shirking responsibility.

"it is good!"

The old ape agreed immediately and went to invite the demon crane.

Watching the old ape leave behind the curtain, Ji Ming knew that the other party agreed not because of his face, but because of the value he showed.

Mr. Yuan is not a person who cares about favors or relationships. What he values ​​is potential and the favor he can get in return in the future.

Only when Ji Ming sees this point clearly and grasps this point can he continuously extract good things from Old Ape.

"Thousand Hands!"

Ji Ming called out, and a small figure flashed out from the bag of poison seeds held in the hand of the thrush boy outside the house, quickly disappeared into the curtain, and shook open a corner of the curtain.

"Kaka."

On the floor, a pea-sized flying centipede with a red head and black back moved its centipede legs and twisted its body as it crawled.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, it became half a person's height, and raised its front half of its body, shaking its two rows of sickle legs violently, and the two tentacles on its head swung excitedly.

Ji Ming looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

This centipede was the only one among the four or five hundred eggs in the Shi Ling box that had a trace of flying centipede blood after hatching. Ji Ming called him "Qian Shou'er". In the three years after his birth, he drank poisonous water one after another, which activated his blood and turned the flying centipede's characteristic, flying wings, from recessive to dominant.

"hungry"

An indistinct sound came from the red jade-like mouthparts of the head segment.

Although Ji Ming taught Qianshou'er the "Moon Worship Method", which led him to the path of demonic body refining, his transverse bone has not been refined yet and he is still unable to utter a complete sentence.

After all, this centipede was only three years old, and he hadn't yet learned all the characters and hadn't read a single book by sages. Ji Ming was a little impatient for success.

In a corner of the inner room, there was a large round-bellied vat, in which there was still a small amount of black poisonous water left.

This poisonous water was mixed by Ji Ming. There was no complicated formula. It was just a full tank of rootless water and a drop of poisonous star fairy wine.

Although there was only one drop of the Zhenxing Immortal Wine, its toxicity was too strong for a newly born centipede to withstand, so it dissolved in the water.

In three years, Qianshou'er drank up only half of the full jar.

Ji Ming scooped a small half spoonful from the jar. Even though Qianshou'er had been drinking the poisoned water for three years, the amount he could use each time was still strictly limited.

When Qianshou'er saw the poisonous water, he shrank his body section by section and soaked himself in half a spoonful of the poisonous water, drinking it happily.

Ji Ming coiled up his crane feet and looked at Qianshou'er in the spoon.

He was impressed in his heart by the little Ruyi technique used by Qianshou'er, which had reached the point where he could perform it at will and with great proficiency.

This magic was not taught to him by Ji Ming, but was something he was born with, self-taught. It was probably inherited from his father, who was Ji Ming's previous life.

But the "little trick of fanning the wind" was never passed down.

Ji Ming was thinking of finding some time to teach him, as he had always kept in mind the diagram of the true form of the evil art of fanning the Yin wind!
After feeding Qianshou'er, he let it fly back to the bag of poison seeds in the thrush boy's hand.

Now, in addition to their daily sweeping and serving, the two boys, Thrush and Skylark, have the additional task of "herding" Qianshou'er.

In the dead of night, when Qianshou'er is absorbing Huang Tian's spiritual energy through the Moon Worship Method, the two children must keep an eye on him.

There are many fairies flying around on Zirong Peak. One of them might come and take away his Thousand Hands in the name of conquering demons.

During the day, Qianshou'er liked to inhale and exhale poisonous miasma in the garden to temper the poison in his body. Only then could the two children take a short rest.

Although the two children in the garden were assigned extra tasks, they enjoyed it.

Not to mention the extra monthly allowance that Ji Ming gave out, just talking about the ancient exotic insects like Qianshou'er, not everyone could get their hands on them.

They have been with Ji Ming for a long time and have already decided on him as their master. They know that with time, it is not a fantasy for them to rise to higher levels.

The cry of a crane woke Ji Ming from his meditation.

"So fast!" He was slightly surprised in his heart, thinking that it was Old Ape who invited Erhe from Liuxiang Peak, but he didn't expect to see a familiar figure.

"master."

Ji Ming shouted in the dormitory.

Taoist Feihu came hurriedly, his face full of joy.

After he entered the curtain, he saw Ji Ming's transformed form of Xuanhe, and the joy on his face diminished a little.

Although he hadn't seen Master Feihuzi for a long time, Ji Ming didn't feel strange at all. It was a normal thing for them to be together less and apart more.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and after the old Taoist asked Ji Ming about his progress in cultivation, Ji Ming then asked, "Master, what good news is there?"

"That stone Tai Sui is actually real." Speaking of the happy event, the old Taoist stroked his beard and said, "I accidentally got a small piece of Sui meat from Lan Yin Fang, and used it to refine two "Annual Ring Pills."

As he spoke, the old Taoist spread out one hand, and in his palm there was a pill, which looked like two small pieces of fat, and had an oily surface.

"Annual Ring Pill is a rare pill and also a kind of pill base. It is often used to practice the "Gan Sui Fist" and other secret skills that are transmitted from the Tai Sui Star Palace.

Although this kind of white pill is only the most basic, after taking it, it can at least be equivalent to one or two years of hard training."

Taoist Fei Hu stuffed the annual ring pill into Ji Ming's claws and said with shame: "Since I taught you the Tao, I have given you nothing. I will give you this pill. I hope you can make further progress in your Great Zhoutian Qi Refining Kung Fu."

Ji Ming was somewhat touched and was happy for Taoist Feihu.

He could feel the hope and vitality that burst out from the old Taoist, as well as the great hope of living another life, but...
Ji Ming had already given the reminder, and the old Taoist also knew it.

At this happy moment, although Ji Ming had some worries in his heart, he did not want to ruin this joy.

The old Taoist sat in the house, still covered in dust. After giving him a pill of annual rings, he got down to business and said solemnly, "Come, after taking this pill, let the three flowers gather at the top of your head and sink into the dantian to refine the qi.

I will first observe the movement of your true qi, and then I will teach you the "Mountain Sitting Warrior Sutra."

(End of this chapter)