Wet viviparity

Chapter 178 Red Eyes, Both Defeat
"Well, this clock is destined to be with me."

"There is indeed a treasure here, which will surely bring prosperity to our family."

"Hurry up and take the treasure. This is Fengkun Mountain. If the old ghost Zhenhu comes back to the mountain, we will all be in trouble."

Everyone on the cloud made a decision, and several people with their own ulterior motives attacked together, each using their own magical skills and mystical methods. Suddenly, the sound of bells continued in the thunderclouds.

A divine falcon in the clouds let out a sharp cry, and a yellow light came out of its beak. It circled in the thundercloud, and a figure split into two in an instant. Then it flapped its wings and swooped down towards a large bell.

The divine falcon startled the scattered people in the clouds, and they all attacked it together, only to make the divine falcon scream a few times, then spit out yellow light and shuttled through the clouds.

Ji Ming looked up at the clouds on the road and realized that the divine falcon was transformed by Zhang Xiaoyuan, and that the yellow light was one of his treasures, called the "Amber Yellow Sword", which was a sharp weapon for killing.

In the dark clouds that seemed to be pressing down on the head, the light of lightning and sword flashed to a place, and the dark clouds were stirred into a paste, and the wind and clouds changed like monster claws and horns.

Those scattered people knew how powerful the falcon was and dared not let the sword light get close to them, so they had to let the divine falcon drag away a big bell.

At this moment, the sky changed again. The clouds dispersed, the thunder stopped, and several large bells roared together. A large ball of light burst out, and then spun around and flew to various places in Fengkun Mountain.

Ji Ming knew clearly in his mind that these unorthodox practices of these scattered people must be part of their assessment, but these scattered people probably did not know this.

After seeing where the bell landed, Ji Ming was not in a hurry. He followed the direction of the bell slowly and chased after it.

When they got closer, they saw many birds startled and flew out from the hill. Ji Ming opened his throat and called out twice, and among the birds, several red-billed crows flew down.

"quack"

They surrounded Ji Ming, calling out and asking him various questions out of curiosity.

Ji Ming picked out a few fasting pills. After being fed to them one by one, they flew to Ji Ming's shoulders, jumped around, and called out excitedly, telling him all the strange things in the mountain.

A Taoist priest riding a tiger came to the place where the big bell fell. He was using the ghosts in the mountains to move the big bell away.

Ji Ming asked about some of the situations in the mountain, and the red-billed crows talked one after another.

They said that there was a red-eyed ape on the mountain, who called himself Master Chongyong, and lived in the Huatui Cave under the Ku Shui Abyss. There were no birds or animals there, and even mountain ghosts did not dare to approach. It was very scary.

It is also said that there is a beautiful small tree growing on a rock in the shade of the mountain. The tree bears bamboo-colored fruits. Just by smelling the fragrance of the fruit on the tree, they can fly much faster.

After giving him a few more fasting pills, Ji Ming went closer. At the bottom of a slope close to the big bell, he saw a gust of foul-smelling wind blowing.

He pushed forward with one hand, and the yellow-browed tiger that pounced on him in the bloody wind was pinned down with one powerful grasping hand.

The big tiger was pinned down, but it was still showing its might. Its yellow eyes were wide open, and its nine-foot-long tail was whipping the ground. Large chunks of soil were blown away, leaving it limp and rotten.

"court death!"

Ji Ming's true energy was destroyed and he was about to use his mighty grappling hand to crush Huang Hu to death when a Taoist priest shouted from the slope.

"Where did you come from, young man? Don't you know that even if you fight a tiger, you have to look at the owner first?"

The Taoist pinched the sparse goat beard on his chin, his pair of old pine-bark eyes were full of gloom. He pretended to be profound and wanted to say a few more words, but he saw the yellow tiger who was pinned down at the bottom of the slope whimpering a few times, and his neck was twisted to the side with a snap.

"you"

The Taoist priest did not expect the young Taoist to be so decisive, and he was extremely angry.

Ji Ming was too lazy to waste time and immediately launched a killing move. With one breath, his powerful grappling hand transformed into Taoist energy and rushed up the slope. The entire slope, along with the Taoist priest on it, was rushed up.

The entire slope was washed away, and the earth, rocks, and broken trees were washed up to a height of three or four feet, and scattered all over the sky like hail.

The Taoist looked in a miserable state, with his hair disheveled and his robe torn into strips. He fled in the opposite direction, but unexpectedly seemed to have crashed into a quagmire and could not move an inch.

"What kind of magic is this?"

The Taoist adjusted his Qi and opened his eyes. He saw densely packed figures all around him. For a moment, he seemed to be among a group of ghosts. He exclaimed in surprise, "The Void Warrior!"

"roar~"

A dragon roar actually came from the Taoist's body, sweeping away the strong men.

Ji Ming's heart trembled. He didn't expect that he was a Taoist who had "subdued the Yang Dragon" and reached the third stage of foundation building. He didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. He sacrificed the White Bone Heart Bead and transformed it into a circle of light that shone on the Taoist.

"roar~"

There was another dragon roar, and the circle of light behind Ji Ming's head shook slightly. He was affected and only absorbed four taels of blood.

Looking at the Taoist again, he had already escaped from the encirclement of the Void Warriors, fled into the depths of the forest, and went into the undulating and misty mountains.

In the early, middle and late stages of the three stages of foundation building, one can subdue the Yang Dragon and subdue the Yin Tiger. Once one has succeeded in cultivation, one can emit dragon roars and tiger roars, which can overcome evil magic and Yin treasures.

As early as in the battle of Tielao Temple, Zen Master Sura used a move of dragon and tiger sound to kill the master Shandu, who was a strange dragon, on the spot, and exploded a pair of Xiaoqiulong's moves.

Ji Ming's treasure was of Yin attribute, and it was very easy to be targeted and restrained under the dragon's roar. After the Taoist escaped, he did not immediately pursue him, but dispersed the group of strong men to look for the big bell.

The bell is so heavy that even if the Taoist priest uses ghosts to carry it, it won't be able to move it far in a short time. As long as he finds where the bell is, the Taoist priest will surely appear.

Besides, Ji Ming just caught the Taoist priest off guard. Now that the other party has escaped into the forest, he will not be so easy to deal with once he calms down and takes a breath.

In his heart, he had to re-evaluate the difficulty of this assessment.

One who has entered the third stage of foundation building, even if it is only in the early stage, has also subdued Yang Long. For some of them, isn't this a bit too difficult?

Or maybe it's not just the deciphering of talismans that's being tested here, but also the fighting skills.

He calculated his own cards in his mind, calmed down a little, and looked towards a place nearby, and he had a clearer idea.

Deep in the forest, at the gurgling stream under a sloping peak, a Taoist head popped out of the ground like a chicken coop, then he pulled his body out of the soil and tore off a earth-moving escape talisman from his body with great pain.

A wild cultivator like him, who usually lives frugally, would need two years to save up enough money to buy this five-element escape talisman, and he also needs some connections to buy it.

After taking a short breath, he looked around with his Dharma eyes worriedly, but there was no warrior hiding in the void. Then he took out a blood and essence membrane sac and swallowed it, replenishing the lost blood and energy bit by bit.

“It’s really fishy and spicy!”

After the Taoist swallowed the membrane sac, he felt as if he had eaten a broken gallbladder, and his face wrinkled.

There was no other way. He was not destined to eat the pills as candy beans, so he had to resort to evil methods to take the heart and refine it into this kind of blood and essence membrane sac to make up for the loss during battles.

"It's a trick."

This Fengkun Mountain was originally the place where Zhenhu Weng, one of the two Wengs at Jiafeng of Taiping Mountain, built his cave and residence. A wild and wandering Taoist like him seldom comes here.

The reason he came to the mountain this time was because he accidentally heard the news of the birth of the Taoist scriptures. Driven by greed, and with the company of many scattered people nearby, he came here to give it a try.

Although he now got the precious bell with the talisman printed on it as he wished, he encountered the Taoist priest from Taiping Mountain, which made him feel uneasy.

It was useless to think about it, so the Taoist made up his mind and decided to print the talisman in the bell as soon as possible and leave this dangerous place. At this moment, the sound of the bell made his heart tremble violently.

With the thoughts of gain and loss in mind, the Taoist no longer cared about anything else and went towards the deep pool where the big bell was hidden.

When we got there, we saw that the pool was deep, with rocks, water plants and fish looming in the darkness. The surrounding rocks were rugged and covered with moss and grass.

The breeze rose and fell, and a few more dead leaves were added to the pond.

He looked up and saw that the big bell under the pond was still there. He felt relieved, but suddenly he remembered that the bell had stopped long ago, and his face turned pale immediately.

"Fell into a trap."

As soon as the thought came to my mind, the sound of the wind seemed to be scraping against my eardrums, and my whole body was blown up and down, rubbing against the rocks, bumping against the trees, and my hands and feet were twisted into a knot.

Ji Ming walked leisurely to the edge of the pond. When he found the edge of the pond, he used the phantom sound of the mirage magic to imitate the sound of a bell and lured the Taoist priest over. He felt quite proud of himself.

In the strong wind, a ribbon flew out, like a thin snake, and rolled up in the strong wind, bringing the Taoist out.

There were crackling sounds of bones in mid-air. The Taoist twisted his joints and produced a green jade bull pendant. Instantly, the jade pendant turned into an old jade bull, which carried the Taoist on its back.

Seeing this, Ji Ming was not in a hurry. He withdrew and used magic to pretend to be a strong man to move the big bell under the pond.

The Taoist suddenly became very anxious. He tied one end of the rope to the ox's body and reached the other end into the pool. He snatched the big bell from the strong man's hand and pulled it onto the ox's back.

"It's me"

Just as the Taoist was about to forcefully assert his sovereignty over the bell, a stream of light shot out from the bell and hit him directly, squeezing into his flesh and blood, and drilling into his hot heart.

The old ox, carrying the big bell and the Taoist priest with his hands covering his heart, gave a flick of its four hooves and was about to escape.

Ji Ming pushed forward with his toes, trying to jump up and chase after him, but unexpectedly the Taoist on the cow turned around and pointed, and Ji Ming's body fell from the air, landing in the pool with a splash.

"Mountain"

While his consciousness was fading, Ji Ming shouted out half a word.

"Once you've been hit by my confusing finger, it will take at least three to five days for you to wake up.

A Taoist like you would have enjoyed great honor in the mountains, but today you are going to die at the hands of a wild Taoist like me."

The Taoist priest with a pale face laughed crazily. When he was enjoying himself so much, his chest collapsed. It turned out that his whole heart was eaten by the White Bone Heart Bead, leaving only a hollow cavity in his heart.

Even so, the Taoist did not die for a while.

At this time, a strong wind blew over the pond again. The Taoist looked into the pond in doubt, thinking that the little Taoist who fell into the pond was not bewitched, and cast a strong wind again. It was not until he saw the red eyes in the wind that he exclaimed in surprise: "Master!"

(End of this chapter)