Wet viviparity

Chapter 148 Riding a Dragon, a Great Monk
Ji Ming tilted his head back and fell asleep. This action surprised Inoue Yamantella and Qian Geng for a moment, as they thought something had happened again.

Xiao Qiulong, who was in the well, heard no movement from above and became even more frightened. He shrank down in the well and asked, "Qian Geng, Qian Geng, what happened?"

In the sky, above the dark clouds, a group of generals and soldiers leaned down and leaned their heads forward until they heard the celestial being snoring softly, then they shook their heads helplessly.

The soldiers straightened the six spirit tablets outside the well and then dispersed one by one.

"Ah~ la~ ga~"

An inexplicable tune sounded, and Qian Geng swallowed his saliva.
He had already lost confidence in rescuing Xiao Qiulong from the well, otherwise he would have stopped them when the soldiers of the underworld lifted up the spirit tablet and resealed the well.

Now that the old ghost has come out of the mandrill's belly again, he has begun to think about withdrawing.

The mandrill held her bulging belly. She was now filled with fear. She looked at the sleeping young Taoist with sweat on her forehead, secretly hating herself for believing him.

A flesh lotus flew out from the belly, but it was not as rough as the first time.

The bloodless, gray flesh lotus petals closed into a large bud, which was spinning around and suddenly turned onto the well.

With a "bang", the bone flower opened. It was the sound of flesh slapping, very crisp, but when it sounded on the flesh lotus platform, it gave people a creepy feeling.

There was a faint sense of light, and a slight chill, which made Ji Ming feel very comfortable. In addition, there were several gazes staring at him.

Ji Ming tried to raise his hands and move them up and down. This was very good. He could control his Yin body freely, which also proved that his idea was correct.

As long as the two conditions of the mother and the fetus are met, the treasure eye can be forced to take effect, allowing him to occupy the body of the Qingjiang Ghost that Huang Jue had worked so hard to create.

He still has a lot to explore about this Yin body. After squeezing out all its value, he will be able to retire and return to his original state as a god.

Ji Ming couldn't help but sigh at the effect of the Huangliang Dream Pillow in assisting the Treasure Eye, allowing him to plunder its fortune and achieve his own accumulation.

But he also found some drawbacks, or rather, they should be called drawbacks, as there is huge room for improvement.

After using the Huangliang Dream Pillow and the Treasure Eye to realize the reincarnation dream of occupying its body, his celestial being itself is unable to move.

If it is not kept properly and guarded by spirits, it will confirm the teachings of an immortal in my hometown, where the soul leaves the body and the physical body is accidentally destroyed.

The immortal can still reincarnate into a cripple. If his physical body is destroyed, where he will go after waking up from the dream of reincarnation is really an unknown.

Ji Ming couldn't open his eyes, so he touched his neck, but found nothing. He then touched around and found a skull on his knee.

After scratching at the eye sockets on his skull, he felt as if he had regained some vision.

"Click!"

Just as he was about to speak, his upper and lower teeth moved uncontrollably, making a collision sound, which frightened the mandrill so much that it fell to its knees, shouting "My lord, please spare my life."

"go!"

Qian Geng shouted in the direction of a meditation room in the temple, then he moved his body and was about to escape by water, but unexpectedly he saw a trident on the ground.

In an instant, the frost and ice on the ground were all swept away, and Qian Geng immediately lost the medium to perform the water escape technique.

"I admit that I am no match for you, but you underestimate me too much."

The snowflakes in the sky all rushed towards Qian Geng, and then his body exploded into a pool of water, and Qian Geng's figure disappeared in it.

"Pity."

On the Flesh Lotus Platform, the green skull placed between the knees of the cross-legged monk spoke.

As he spoke, a short arm like a lotus root segment stretched out and reached into the body of the celestial being. The spiritual energy in the lungs of Yunshou was taken out and held in his hand.

“It’s amazing!”

This ball of spiritual energy was extremely docile in his hands, and he could use it as he pleased.

When it was released again, it instantly turned into a powerful catching hand and grabbed somewhere in the temple, and a monk carrying a black lacquered gourd was caught.

"Spare your life!"

"Spare your life!"

The monk had no intention of resisting and just kowtowed and worshipped.

Ji Ming was still trying to understand how to manipulate the magic in the celestial being's body, but he already had some understanding in his mind.

Although he was in a state of reincarnation dream, the essence of his soul had never been rewritten, just like his control over the treasure, the White Bone Heart Bead. No matter in which life, the spirituality in the treasure had never resisted him, allowing him to use it with ease.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the white bone heart bead in the celestial being's body flew out directly, and hung behind the green skull, transforming into a gray-silver circle of light.

The gourd monk prostrated himself, looking at the chubby ghost baby on the flesh lotus platform. A Buddha's light suddenly appeared on the skull hanging on his knees.

As an ordinary person, he had never seen such an existence. He only knew that only gods and Buddhas could have light behind their heads.

"Ghost Buddha!" ​​He put his palms together and bowed again, saying: "Disciple has no intention of offending. I am only here to escort the young master so that he can successfully rescue the dragon from the well and establish a relationship with the Water Palace." Ji Ming held the green skull, slowly lifted it up, placed it on his neck, then turned his head and looked at the young master's corpse again.

A palm-sized decree flew out from the corpse and landed on the Flesh Lotus Platform.

Ji Ming took a closer look and found that the decree had the Taoist name signed by Qiuqiu Taoist, and the secret text on it meant that a well could be opened to redeem any prisoner.

"Little Qiulong!"

The imperial edict flew out and landed in the well.

Xiao Qiulong in the well turned a deaf ear to Ji Ming's call. When Ji Ming called for the third time, Xiao Qiulong remembered the memory of being swallowed by a ghost.

"Buddha!
Buddha Master!"

He climbed up trembling, his body covered with broken scales and empty eye sockets, it was a horrible sight.

However, Ji Ming did not seem to have the slightest sympathy. Didn't Old Ape say that this evil dragon was playing at the foot of the mountain and drowned a whole town of people.

This kind of dragon son has the most eccentric temperament. However, he has been hurt many times and dares not even leave the well or go down the mountain. This shows how big the shadow in his heart is.

Now is the time to tame it.

"You and I are destined to be together. I should help you to reach paradise sooner rather than later." Ji Ming said with his hands folded.

"Yes." Xiao Qiulong lay down under the floating flesh lotus platform and said hurriedly: "It's fate, it's fate, I am willing to convert to you."

The flesh lotus platform descended and settled on the ground.

Ji Ming held a trident in one hand and a frog-mouthed conch in the other, with a string of hematoma Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and walked slowly on his short legs.

It has to be said that the Yin treasures that King Huang Jue obtained after going down to serve as a cushion for corpses not only have strange appearances, but also have different magical powers.

The Flesh Lotus Platform can carry people to fly, while the trident is used to subdue demons.

The frog-mouthed conch seemed to be used to coordinate with Huang Jue's magic dance. As for the blood-tumor Buddhist beads hanging around the neck, its purpose was not yet known.

The best is the Green Skull. As a special Yin-Yang Dharma bone, combined with Huang Jue's nightmare technique, even the Zen master could not help but fall into its trap.

He patted the little Qiulong's head, which scared it. The mane on its back stood up, but it suppressed its fear and leaned forward to ask its new master to ride on it.

"Good Dragon."

Ji Ming laughed loudly and pointed at the celestial being sleeping on the ground. One by one, the void warriors jumped out, holding the thousand-year-old plum branches and heading towards the Huoxu Cave on Zirong Peak.

The Zen master returned empty-handed this time and must be lurking in the mountains. Ji Ming knew that he had to go down the mountain, otherwise he would be extremely passive and would miss the Taoist assessment.

As an assessment in the second stage of Qi Refining in Taiping Mountain, it is crucial to Ji Ming's development in Taiping Mountain. Not only can it make the Zen master more wary, but it is also a point of entry for in-depth contact with specific personnel in Taiping Mountain, as well as a starting point for becoming a Taoist official.

Everyone wants to be within the system, just like Huang Jue versus Zen Master Sura. Huang Jue clearly had a huge advantage, but because he stood on a different side and was a heretic ghost monk, the situation was reversed in an instant.

Since Ji Ming has made up his mind, he naturally cannot take the thousand-year-old plum branch away without permission. Moreover, once he leaves Jiheng Mountain, it will be difficult to borrow his magical powers.

After all, the master is not a god, and there is no way to borrow Dharma from her anytime and anywhere.

Not long after, the Void Warriors came back one after another, bringing back Ji Ming's bag of poison seeds.

A red centipede head popped out of the bag, and when it saw the sleeping body of the celestial being, it immediately pounced on it.

"Come, come, come, come, little bug."

Ji Ming brought Qianshou'er to him and said, "Your master is sleeping soundly, don't disturb his sweet dreams, you stay with me for the next few days."

Qianshou'er's wings trembled and he looked very alert. His little eyes were full of confusion. He saw a familiar shadow on the ghost in front of him.

"who are you?"

After more than a year of private school instruction, Qianshou'er has made great progress in cultivating his mind, his transverse bone and tongue orifices have opened up, and he speaks much more fluently, without the stuttering he used to have.

"My name is Huang Jue. Now that I have been reborn, I should abandon my old name." As he spoke, he thought of the monk Dayou and said, "You can call me by my Buddhist name, Dade."

Qianshou'er's eyes were full of vigilance, and there was a hint of confusion, while Xiao Qiulong over there was the first to shout out: "Master Dade, the Dharma is boundless."

"Walk!

Follow me down from the sky, and go to the vast and misty Luoyin Lake to spread the Dharma."

As he said this, he rode the dragon down the mountain. The mandrill woman hesitated for a moment, but still followed him reluctantly.

The gourd monk also pulled up his robe and followed with big strides, shouting loudly: "Master, senior, the boy Wu Liang also wants to convert to your school."

(End of this chapter)