Wet viviparity

Chapter 157: On the Mountain, Fishing Dragon Jar
Ji Ming cannot be a saint, he knows that he is just a mediocre person.

When he followed Taoist Feihu to Jiujie and went to Taiping Mountain, he saw the magnificent scenery of the immortal gate and the mysteriousness of the righteous path, and became more vulgar.

I saw that the mountain peaks looked like standing spears, and the steep cliffs looked like screens.

The sun casts its auspicious rays around the peaks, and the green light fades away after the rain.

The sky was filled with bright clouds and colorful scenes. The fairy platform in the mountain was paved with jade steps and the treasure pavilion was filled with mist. Ji Ming didn't know where to look for a moment.

"There is a saying that there are three peaks and one palace in the mountain."

The old Taoist sat on the crane's back with Ji Ming, pointing out the beautiful scenery in the mountain, and said: "The three peaks are Tianhe Peak, Shenzhu B Peak, Lingguang A Peak, and the Zhenjun Shangfu.

In our Heguan lineage, if disciples want to make further progress, they usually go to the Jia and Yi peaks to practice.

This Yifeng Peak is mainly for practicing talismans, alchemy and other Taoist arts. It does not like fighting, but mainly teaches the way of nourishing the nature and prolonging life. The two monks in the long-famous "One Taoist and Two Monks" once learned their skills in this peak. "

"What do these two monks mean by this?"

Jiming asked.

“Your so-called one jade, one gold and three wonderful truths are just a spur-of-the-moment discussion. After a hundred years, I’m afraid no one in the mountains will remember them.

But these two Taoist monks were different. Their reputations were as solid as a mountain and had long been established in people's hearts. They were the ones who began to take the lead on the mountain.

He is well-known among the three orthodox sects, and even the Santian Douxiu has heard of him. Even if the local master meets him in person, he will call him Senior Brother. "

Ji Ming felt that the old Taoist's words were intended to drag down the master, but he could also hear the value of these two monks' words.

The old Taoist didn't discuss the Taoist and the two monks too much. He felt that for his disciple who was only at the second level of Qi Refining, it would not be beneficial for him to hear about these people too early.

"We are going to Lingguang Jiafeng this time. On this peak, we mainly practice the Taiyi Jiabu Zhenfa."

"Master, Zen Master Sula has already cultivated the spiritual light god general." Ji Ming said with a serious expression.

"I have heard about the battle at the Iron Prison Temple. If his Spirit Light Divine General is truly well-trained, you will not last more than a single round in his hands."

"Master means that it is just a form."

Taoist Feihu nodded slightly and ordered the crane under his seat to land on the solitary cliff of the Najia Peak.

"This is the Luoxian Rock on the peak. Anyone who comes to this peak must first land on this rock."

Standing on the rock and taking a step back, you will see the vast void where the wind blows high into the sky; taking a step forward, you will see old trees with vines wrapped around them and longevity deer sleeping soundly, a truly natural wonder.

The old Taoist led the way in front, while Ji Ming looked around behind.

After a while, we turned into a secluded path, where there were exotic flowers and plants scattered around, and the rocks and cliffs showed traces of knives and axes. It must be the place where some great hermits lived in seclusion.

On the way, the old Taoist didn't talk much and stopped gossiping, which made Ji Ming curious.

Finally, beside a mountain stream, Ji Ming saw a stone carving with three large ancient seal characters "Lingbixiu" on it.

After passing the mountain stream, you can see a cave at a high place. Outside the cave grows an evergreen pine with branches hanging obliquely, like a gate in front of the cave.

"Who are you waiting for?"

In the shallow pool below the stream, a monster with a fat head and a fish face came walking on the water and waved his hand, saying, "Go, leave quickly, and don't disturb the master's meditation."

"I am the descendant of Dragon Diao Weng, and we are from the same school. Please pass on the message to me, fellow Taoist."

"Do you think I believe it?"

The fish demon took a step forward, and a terrifying pressure came over him.

Ji Ming's face turned red. The pressure was like a hammer hitting him, and blood was already coming out of his nose.

He resisted the urge to retreat, as the demon before him was definitely one that had already refined the "Yuan Dan", a true transformation to the highest level, comparable to the fourth level of the Golden Dan realm.

"Please inform me."

"Strange!" The fish demon touched the whiskers on his chin, as if remembering something, and said, "So we came from Heguan together. Why didn't you make it clear earlier?"

In the cave, after the fish demon reported, a voice came out. "I understand your intention, but I have always been a person of rules. If this child wants to practice under me, he must pass that level."

When the old Taoist heard this, he became emotional and said, "In terms of seniority, you and my master are of the same generation. You have also received the blessing of the small blessed land, and Heguan used a favor to send you there."

"Don't mention the past!"

Only one cold voice came from the cave.

"Guangyang Ziming, a fellow villager, liked fishing in Luoxi.

When he caught a white dragon, Ziming was afraid, so he unhooked it, bowed, and released it. Later, he caught a white fish, and there was a book in its belly, which taught Ziming how to take it.

As they were talking, an old man in a white robe walked out of the cave. He had his chest exposed and was walking barefoot. He had thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and his appearance was very strange.

“When I was cultivating the Tao in my early years, I followed the example of my ancestor, the eldest son of the immortal Ming, and went fishing in that small blessed land. I would catch fish and either release them, sell them, or eat them myself, and I was very happy.

Unexpectedly, the disciples in the temple ridiculed me and laughed at me for being unconventional and trying to gain fame. Later, they even excluded me several times. In the end, guess what happened? "

The old man looked at Ji Ming. Although Ji Ming knew that what he said next would not be good, he could only shake his head in cooperation.

"Finally, I really caught a white fish in Luoxi, just like the immortal Ziming did in the past, but those disciples wanted to share it."

The old man looked at Fei Huzi, his tone slowed down, and he said, "Of course, if it weren't for your master, my senior brother, this opportunity might not have been saved.

Later, I learned that the white fish was released into the stream by the immortal Ziming. Unfortunately, for many years, no one followed his example of fishing for dragons, and this opportunity was missed."

The Taoist wanted to say more, but the old man just shook his head.

"My rules have already been established. Only those who can catch dragons can listen to my teachings."

"it is good!"

The old Taoist didn't expect that the old man would really ignore their friendship and turn around and leave with Ji Ming.

Outside Lingpixiu, Taoist Feihu felt a little dejected. It turned out that the useless favors he usually kept to himself were not working, and he lost face in front of his disciples.

"There is still some time before the Taoist disciple assessment. Don't worry, I will find a good teacher for you in the mountains."

It is said that there is only one master, but there can be many students. The old Taoist's plan was to entrust the celestial being to the Dragon Diaoweng's tutelage, so that his Taoist practice could be further improved and he could calmly face the Taoist assessment.

"Master, what is the origin of that old man?"

Jiming asked.

"On the Lingguang Jiabu Peak of Taiping Mountain, there are two old men, Diaolong and Zhenhu, who are the characters in the third step of "Refining the Spirit and Returning to the Void".

Among them, the Dragon Fisherman is from our Heguan. Because he was a bit dirty in his early years, he has been living on this peak. Otherwise, why would we be afraid of Zen Master Sula?

I was thinking that if you were to listen to his lecture, with your pleasing spirit, you might be able to resolve the past differences."

Ji Ming was speechless. The old Taoist really overestimated him. Serving a master was already troublesome enough, and serving another dragon fisherman was unnecessary.

"Ugh!"

The old Taoist sighed and said, "Because of the white fish, our Heguan took the trouble to send the dragon fisherman to the Ziming Immortal in Zhongyi Mountain, and thus he gained this amazing Taoist achievement.

If you can learn the Dharma from him, and with the background of Heguan, you may have the opportunity to serve the Immortal Ziming one day."

Ji Ming's face straightened and he said, "Master, if it comes to fishing for dragons, I might give it a try."

If it were any other disciple, the old Taoist would definitely have seven points of doubt, but if it was his beloved disciple, the doubt in his heart would only be three points.

"really?"

"I'm 50 percent sure, but I'm afraid it won't be accomplished in a short time."

"Good!" The old Taoist was excited, patted Ji Ming's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Fifty percent is already a lot, and we are not afraid of it taking a long time. If this can be accomplished, Heguan may prosper because of you in the future."

(End of this chapter)