Wet viviparity

Chapter 201 Valve, Shedding Skin
"Whoosh~"

In the damp and cold wind, the bells hanging on the eaves of the temple rang, and frost and ice were already hanging on the walls and brackets of the temple.

In the wind, a fat and tender white insect was floating up and down, left and right. The cold wind had been blowing here for three days, making it feel like the coldest time of the year.

Ji Ming gained new insights from the wind, insights into the Yin Wind Technique.

The dark wind blowing outside had become even more violent. Seven or eight wisps of wind were swirling outside the temple, whistling and mixed with white frost and snow.

This is the evil wind technique derived from the Yin wind technique.

Ji Ming felt that he had regained some of his demonic charm. He rolled up the plates of pearls outside the house and went into the temple to practice again.

Ever since the Qian family's business was successful, he now had a lot more financially comfortable. Surrounded by this pile of pearls, he fell into a daze again, and his soul felt increasingly heavy.

"wrong!"

Ji Ming vaguely remembered that the rhinoceros beetle larvae would molt twice or three times before preparing to enter the pupation stage.

"Twice? Or three times?"

With such questions in mind, Ji Ming fell into a deep sleep. Even if his soul was awakened, he could not wake up. It seemed that the insect instinct suppressed his soul.

When he woke up, he found a fallen old skin beside him. Ji Ming checked himself and found no major changes, except that the paired valves on both sides had slightly changed.

It's like sesame seeds stuck to the valves on both sides, directly turning into holes, extremely small holes.

Ji Ming released his spiritual power, trying to understand these small holes, which were connected to some pipes in the body. These pipes extended densely in the body like tree roots.

Some of the branches are several times thinner than a hair and are attached to various organs. Even the spiritual power cannot see these tiny tubes.

Ji Ming found nothing wrong, so he calmed down and ate and drank peacefully. He was still in a dormant state. Another month passed, and he shed his skin again.

"The fourth time!"

This is obviously unusual, but if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. After all, he can't compare the rhinoceros beetle in his hometown with the turtle.

Besides, even if Siguizi is a rhinoceros beetle, with the participation of spiritual inspiration, the catalysis of spiritual objects, and the influence of the magic of evil wind, who knows how its body will change.

Ji Ming relaxed his mind, thinking that the worst that could happen was that his reincarnation dream would end.

At this time, Ji Ming had grown to the size of half a palm, and was so fat that he had difficulty turning over. After molting, there was no other change except for the nine pairs of valves that blew air in.

When Ji Ming saw the abnormality, he thought that he had turned into a demon wind and mutated his insect body.

After observing for a while and finding nothing unusual, he began to pick up the Little Ruyi Technique and learn it.

When the true form of this technique emerged in his mind, the familiar feeling appeared again, and the true form began to shrink in his mind, shrinking little by little.

That’s right, this true form was like this in the Centipede World, a process of repeatedly appearing - shrinking - and reappearing.

"There's a show!"

Ji Ming was slightly delighted and thought to himself, "Could it be that only insect monsters can learn this technique easily?"

After half an hour, Ji Ming discovered that the difficulty of learning the Little Ruyi Technique for this insect was much higher than in the Centipede World. Perhaps it was because he had the bloodline of the Flying Centipede in the Centipede World.

In his mind, the true form continued to appear - shrinking, making his soul a little overwhelmed.

At a certain moment, a moment when the true image in the mind shrank, the fat worms in the pit shrank suddenly, as if deflated, and the pearls piled up in the pit suddenly flooded into the empty space.

The experience of performing the Small Ruyi Technique came to his mind. Ji Ming kept shrinking, and finally shrunk to the size of a grain of rice. His spirit power easily pulled his small body up. Although his body was small, he did not feel that the surroundings had become larger. The reason was that his main means of perception was still his spirit power, and the feedback from his spirit power remained the same.

"It would be great if I could comprehend the "Big and Small Ruyi" through the Small Ruyi Technique."

This thought flashed through Ji Ming's mind, but he knew it was just wishful thinking. He heard that "Big and Small Ruyi" was a magical power of the demons in the Nanlao Sacred Mountain, and it was not something that could be achieved by self-realization.

On such a small insect, the effect of the spiritual power is much stronger. In the blink of an eye, it has flown out of the top of the hill, climbed over the stone drum seat, and soared onto the temple beam.

While flying in the air, the valve seemed to feel the wind and pumped air in more violently. No, to be more precise, it was the nine pairs of small holes that were constantly sucking in air.

For a moment, the nine pairs of valves made a slight hissing sound due to the intake of air.

He fell back onto the hill and released the Little Ruyi Technique. Some soil particles began to be sucked into the small holes by the wind. Ji Ming immediately had an idea. He directly blocked the small holes on his body with soil.

This seemed to work, as the blocked air holes no longer allowed him to breathe, but it soon made him feel uncomfortable, as he was breathing through the valves in his body.

Next, Ji Ming paid close attention to the changes in the valves. He found that the inhaled soil particles would eventually be discharged from the digestive tract of the body and would be digested once.

Apart from the changes in the valve, everything else remains unchanged.

I don't know how much time passed in the temple, but I felt that the silence was getting vivid, so I decided to go to the surface of Yintai Mountain to get some fresh air.

It has been such a long time, and there seems to be no movement from Zen Master Sula. I wonder if he is plotting a bigger conspiracy, or is struggling for the final breakthrough in the third level of foundation building.

After reaching the surface, he rested for a while on a branch, and then waited until sunset. When a bright moon rose from behind the mountain, Ji Ming began to kowtow.

By performing this method of worshipping the moon, the merciful yellow moon in the sky soon dropped pieces of moonlight, nourishing the fat worms.

After worshipping for a long time, he actually heard some whispering sounds from the sky. He knew that these sounds must not be listened to. It was rumored that these were the lingering sounds of the secret talks between the Huangtian gods and ancient immortals in the sky, which floated in the sky forever.

There is also a saying that it is the sound of Huang Tian preaching in ancient times.

Whatever it is, if you listen to it for too long, it will sound ominous.

In the world of the crow monster and the centipede spirit, he occasionally heard it when he was practicing the moon worship method, but he always remained restrained. But for some reason, he especially wanted to listen this time.

"Buzz, Beshawa"

As soon as I heard a little bit, my soul was stimulated and I immediately woke up.

"Why is this happening? Is it possible that the deeper one's cultivation, the more difficult it is to resist this sound?"

Ji Ming felt horrified and quickly put what had just happened behind him, not daring to interpret it any further.

Half a month later, he shed his skin again, this was the fifth time.

He didn't know whether this situation was good or bad, but he found himself seeming to be happy to accept such unknown changes.

After the fifth molting, the valve underwent another huge change. The small hole had become the size of a bean, and was spirally shaped outside the hole, like a rolled-up tentacle, thin in the center and thick on the outside. Each spiral seemed to be carefully calculated.

The entire whorl is concave, and with each cocooning of the flesh worm, the concave whorl will rise and fall, as if it has its own thoughts on the worm.

There are seventeen such air screw holes on both sides of the insect body, which makes Ji Ming's insect body look more and more unlike a natural creation in the human world.

Ji Ming was very sure that this shedding change was fundamentally due to the action of listening to the "Tao sound" in the sky when worshiping the moon. He had already guessed the fundamental reason for the change.

(End of this chapter)