Wet viviparity

Chapter 202: Evil God, Super Ear

In his hometown, Ji Ming heard some interesting things about insects.

During the Industrial Revolution, due to environmental pollution, trees were blackened by coal smoke, causing the originally light-winged birch moth to become easy to detect by predators. The dark variants that appeared by chance gained a survival advantage due to their better camouflage, and this color variation is called industrial melanism.

A more common phenomenon is that in an environment where pesticides are used, mosquito and fly populations develop resistance, rendering the previously effective pesticides ineffective.

He really likes this kind of passive or active evolution and often uses it as a source of pleasure.

The changes in the larvae reminded Ji Ming of these things, and he felt that there might be the same principle behind them.

Ji Ming believes that there are at least two reasons for these multiple molting changes.

The first reason is because of the current environment.

He dared to guarantee that in the history of Siguizi, there should be very few, or even no one like him, who had frequent contact with supernatural magic and absorbed spiritual energy in such a saturated manner in the first few months after hatching.

These external conditions are similar to the environmental pressure on the birch moth, which forces the insect to adapt in a better and more mysterious form.

The second point is the internal structure of the larvae.

From a scientific perspective, simple organisms usually have fewer genes and simpler gene regulatory networks.

The genes here, in this world or in Taoism, can refer to a person's Taoist nature, and in demons and monsters they refer to the demon nature.

In the practice of secret skills, one needs to take specific elixirs. The elixirs made from the "branches" of demons and monsters contain a bit of demonic nature.

After taking the elixir, once the demonic nature pollutes the Taoist nature, the body will undergo a demonic transformation. If this is applied to science, it is the old-fashioned genetic mutation.

Back to the point, in larvae, simple sexual regulatory networks can lead to direct and rapid responses to environmental changes because they do not need to adapt through complex regulatory pathways.

Simple organisms tend to interact directly with the external environment without complex physiological systems to buffer these interactions. This directness may make them more sensitive to environmental changes and can quickly adjust their behavior or physiological state.

In simpler life structures, mutations may occur more easily and be more easily passed down through the population.

Thinking of this, Ji Ming felt that he was becoming a new variant of the turtle.

Perhaps he should not worry about the change in his demonic nature, but should actively embrace it, because it means that he will become the ancestor of a group of turtles, of course, provided that he is willing to mate and reproduce in order to pass on this bloodline.

On the hill, the larva has grown to the length of an adult's forearm.

The small hole in the center of the thread on both sides also expands to the size of a peanut as the insect body grows.

The suction force in that hole became much stronger, making the temple whirring sound, as if the insect had nine pairs of wind eyes, and more than half of the rotten soil of the hill below had been sucked up.

Now his spiritual power is not enough to support the weight of his current insect body, not to mention there are nine pairs of wind-swallowing screw holes on his body.

Only when he performs the Little Ruyi Technique can he mobilize his spiritual power to make the insect body fly. Now he really doesn't know how many times this larva will have to shed its skin and when it will be able to pupate.

"Eight months. If it hasn't chrysalis yet, my plan will still go forward."

Ji Ming took a look at the celestial being's flesh and blood on the stone drum platform. From the mouth and nose of the flesh and blood, the spiritual energy in the Taoist organs, hands and lungs gradually dissipated, blew down from the platform, and was sucked into the screw holes on the insect's body.

The screw holes on his body became more and more strange, and could even plunder the mysteries in other people's bodies.

Ji Ming has relaxed his mind and maintained a mentality of taking things as they come and taking a natural and non-action approach.

He recited the Dharani mantra in his heart. In this reincarnation dream, he needed to try out Buddhism. It would be best if he could learn something from it so that he could better cover up the connection with his celestial body.

"Hum, Hesong, Ledelei, Adibadelei, regret."

As he was reciting, Ji Ming felt a little tired. He forced himself to stay awake, took a board as a wooden fish, and knocked it while reciting. Then he fell asleep completely.

"Woo~"

Cries arose.

"Snapped!"

A slap sounded.

"Oh my god! What a big mosquito! One bite can definitely make a big lump!"

"Woo woo~" "Don't cry, be careful not to let the Taoist priest in the cave hear you, or he will catch you for refining corpse oil."

"Woo~"

The crying continues.

"Lamp Flower Lady, I have been dead for many years. My body is as rotten as firewood. How much oil can he squeeze out of me? Your bright snake lamp oil is the valuable stuff that people are coveting."

"Bah! You evil bastard! If that person hears this, we won't be able to live a good life in this tomb."

"Woo woo~ Grandma, we are probably several miles away from him, with overlapping forks and cemetery caves in between. Besides, we are sneaky and there is no way that Taoist will notice us."

"I'm not talking about him, I'm talking about that"

"Who is speaking!"

Jiming was awakened by the sound in his ear.

He released his spiritual power, and the small temple was as empty and quiet as ever. He flew out of the temple and circled around, but there was still no one else.

"No, how come I heard something?"

This was different from the whispering that was transmitted directly to the soul when practicing the Moon Worship Method. He actually heard the sound through his ears.

"Wait, ears! It can't be..."

On both sides of the plump insect body, the paired holes were not quiet and were still inhaling air endlessly, but the threads outside the holes were vibrating and the concave threads inside seemed to be listening.

"listen!"

When this word appeared in my mind, I felt an extremely absurd feeling in my heart, "So these are nine ears! Is this the Wind-Earing Ear?"

He vaguely realized that such a change was due to the irreversible changes caused by Huang Tian's "Tao Sound" that he listened to that time.

Relax your body and mind, and focus your mind on your ears.

"Woo~"

The crying sounded again.

"The evil god has been sweeping the mountains and hills recently. Lantern Flower Lady, should we move out first?"

"Where are you going? Are you going to seek refuge at the farm of your three zombie brothers?
They guard the "Jie Nan Knife" in the manor every day, waiting for the opportunity for this treasure to appear. If you approach them now, they will probably tear you into a pile of firewood sticks."

"What should I do?
That evil god was really ruthless. Almost everyone near Yintai Mountain was killed by him, and he even sent his ghost soldiers to search the mountain.

How about we go and ask for the protection of that Taoist immortal? We haven't harmed many people on weekdays, we just wanted to have a bite, how can we let that evil god kill us so easily?"

Hearing this, Ji Ming prepared to go over and take a look. He looked at several things in the temple, picked up the "Thunder Crumbs Treasure Nail", raised a gust of evil wind, and flew towards the sound.

In a half-collapsed tomb, he saw a vertical coffin.

There was a corpse in the coffin. The corpse was covered with hair, was skinny and had a bitter look on its face. There was a lamp on the coffin, and a three-inch old woman was sitting in the lamp.

The old woman in the lamp was the first to feel the wind and the sudden drop in temperature, and asked in panic, "Who's here?"

Ji Ming descended with the demonic wind, and his spiritual power turned in his body, instantly dissolving his cross-bone. He said solemnly: "I am the mountain guard general under the command of Jin Tong of Shushi Cave. Tell me your names."

"Woo~"

In the coffin, the corpse with a bitter face cried and said, "I don't have a great name. When I was alive, I seemed to be a wicked tomb robber. I didn't have any powerful skills, so after I became a spirit, I didn't pass on any good things from him."

"You idiot, you believe whatever others say." The old woman in the light on the coffin cursed, "If he said he was your father, would you believe it?"

The corpse in the coffin opened its pair of yellow eyes and looked carefully at the monster in the snow and wind, as if it was really recognizing its relatives.

"Who is that evil god?"

(End of this chapter)