Wet viviparity

Chapter 236 Request, the Yin Treasure
"Awesome appearance, dignified and spiritual, with divine power.

Jade face and red heart, a magical and magical world.

The tail fire wanders around the grave, illuminating Mount Tai.

Worship the stars and the moon, and pay homage to the mother Taiyin Palace.

"The myriad illusions and gods are real, and the creation is like the Big Dipper."

This hymn was sung on the altar. Ji Ming let go of his voice completely, reciting with rapt attention and singing with passion. Every part of the hymn was beautiful.

"Hehe~" The ridiculing voice in the dark began to carry some appreciation and joy. A pair of bare hands lightly rested on his shoulders, and then slid to his waist and thighs, which made Ji Mingyu's tone change.

"Keep singing, young man!"

An old and hoarse voice sounded, and hot air sprayed on his ears. Just through this voice, Ji Ming could imagine an old and ugly woman, and he felt very uncomfortable.

With a wave of his hand, an offering plate fell onto the altar. The lid of the plate was opened, revealing many eggs.

"Hehe~" Laughter sounded rhythmically, faster and faster than the last. A furry hand reached into the basin, took out a spiritual egg, and retracted it into the blazing Yin fire on the altar.

The sounds of chewing eggshells and swallowing egg liquid could be heard.

"Golden eagle egg!" A satisfied voice came from the fire, saying, "Young Master seems to know me well. He even prepared my favorite offering. I wonder if you are ready for the price?"

One of the real tricks to asking for the help of side door gods is that if you ask for something, you will get it in return.

"Grandma Hu Wu may not know that I am a Taoist from Taiping Mountain. I need to sacrifice an important Yin treasure, so I asked Grandma to recite a spell for me. If the price you mentioned is against morality, even if I can accept it, I am afraid that the Taoist rules of the mountain cannot agree to it."

Yin fire rose from the altar, and hundreds of charred corpses twisted their bodies, shaking out the precious energy produced by the burning of the seven treasures on their bodies. It intertwined on the fire to form an illusory treasure pavilion, in which a graceful figure was vaguely sitting, holding a white bone heart bead.

"What a sharp tongue."

The old voice said with a smile, but the next second the tone changed and it said sternly: "You deserve a beating, kid!"

Ji Ming's eyelids jumped, and he saw the figure in the pavilion raising his hand. Before he finished speaking, as he raised his hand, the Jing Gang Qi that he had prepared earlier flew off his finger. He did not use his magic to attack, but aimed at the Yin Corpse Fire Altar below.

The green leaves fell, and the Yin Fire was forced back instantly. Just as it was extinguished, the falling green leaves spun, flew into the pavilion, and were caught in the hand of the Fa Nian figure.

"Tao seed?!"

The figure in the pavilion uttered two words, and then changed to a delicate female voice, saying: "For someone like you who has the potential to achieve enlightenment in the righteous way, I, your grandmother, will naturally take extra care of you."

Ji Ming sat cross-legged and pondered for a moment, and did not continue to destroy the altar to take back this magical thought.

The nature of foxes is inherently changeable, and this Fox Vein God has taken the changeable nature of foxes to the extreme, so this God has the title of "Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Illusions".

Ji Ming was prepared for the strange behavior of this Fa Nian after he descended. He made a move just now to tell Fa Nian that the other party was not his only choice and he could ask him to go back at any time.

"I am a very timid boy, please don't scare me."

Ji Ming said very calmly.

"The third stage of foundation building is like the wood that has just grown in the forest and is about to become a pillar. Taoists in this stage are confident, experienced, and capable, which is when women are most attracted to them."

The hot and humid breath on Ji Ming's ear stimulated the fine hair on his ear. A soft and wet tongue skillfully fiddled with his earlobe, making it warm and moist.

Sitting cross-legged among the strong men, Ji Ming tried his best to keep his mind calm. He knew that this was an illusion, a real illusion, and also an illusion created by Dharma thoughts.

"I know the rules. If you ask for something, you must get it back. Tell me what you want?" Ji Ming asked.

"I want to have some fun."

As soon as these words came out, Ji Ming's face changed. The other party chuckled and said, "I know you will definitely not agree. A Dao Seed like you regards Yuan Yang as a treasure, which is more important than a woman's virginity."

"The Yuan Yang is leak-free, and the golden elixir is easy to make. This is related to the Dao, so please change your request."

Ji Ming felt deeply that this divine true method was difficult to deal with. The other party seemed to be testing his moral bottom line and his code of conduct, and thus asked him to do something that he would not refuse, but was difficult to accomplish. "Then I'll give you a simpler one." The voice in the pavilion became lazy and said, "I want you to kill someone."

"Who?"

"Sun Jingxuan."

"Who is he?"

A long, faint sigh was heard from the pavilion that was created by the aura of precious stones, and a puff of smoke was exhaled, which created a scene in the cave. In that scene, a person was bending grass into a horse and lifting a large stone, looking very proud.

"This man is called Sun Jingxuan, a proud disciple of Sanzhen, with a cultivation level of the third realm. He knows some tricks and often performs in front of nobles in Kyoto."

Sanzhen is a kind of Zhenren who comes from a casual cultivation background. This kind of Zhenren truly started from the grassroots and cultivated all the way to the golden elixir. They were definitely tempered through hundreds of tribulations. If Ji Ming wanted to kill such a Sanzhen disciple, the matter would be very serious.

The scene changed. In the scene, Sun Jingxuan led a group of people and a golden eagle, chasing and playing in the forest, and then groped to a small cave under a tree. At this time, the Dharma thought sounded again like background music.

"One day, this man went hunting with his friends in the mountains, and he unexpectedly found a treasure cave of a fox."

Ji Ming had heard of the word "Bihu", which refers to the most spiritual fox.

It takes an average spirit three to five hundred years to cultivate into a human being, but the fox only needs one to two hundred years, and can be said to be a fox spirit favored by heaven and earth. This kind of fox does not need to be assessed in the Heavenly Fox Academy and can directly obtain the status of a student.

The scene changed again. The golden eagle was grabbing an old white-haired fox, while Sun Jingxuan took out a several-foot-long silk cloth from the cave, with a greedy and dangerous look in his eyes.

“That fox had already attained enlightenment, and was one of the most powerful seeds of the Heavenly Fox Academy. It was a pity that he lingered on the mundane world all day long, indulging in the wealth of Kyoto, which led to his heart being corrupted and a disaster occurred. He was accidentally exposed.

That would have been fine, but when Sun Jingxuan accidentally saw the fox in its true form, he took advantage of the fox's weakness and not only killed it, but also demanded a scroll of the Fox Book."

The light faded away, and the figure in the pavilion said dimly: "I didn't want to deal with this matter. The fox is dead, so it's dead. But this person took the fox book for a long time and didn't return it, so he must be compensated.

You can go to Kyoto and kill him for me."

Ji Ming did not hesitate and agreed decisively.

The capital is very far away. When he has time to go there, his cultivation will surely improve. It will be easy for him to deal with a disciple of Sanzhen and a cultivator of the same level.

"it is good!"

The figure in the pavilion saw that Ji Ming responded readily and suddenly chuckled, as if he had taken advantage of the boss, or some kind of prank had succeeded, which gave Ji Ming a bad feeling.

"Can you let me go now?"

"That's right!

That's right!"

Ji Ming exhaled a puff of smoke, and was enveloped by the smoke, while the green skull in his hand was taken away.

In the pavilion filled with precious auras, Grandma Hu Wu pinched a bead in one hand and held up a skull with the other, saying, "One is made from the bones of a Rakshasa ghost, and the other is the bones of a green demon. This is to create a treasure of the most yin!
OK, OK, grandma, I will help you."

As he spoke, he put his hands together, and the two objects collided into one, becoming one.

Ji Ming was carried by the light smoke and floated up into the void. He saw something flying from the pavilion and landed in his arms. A voice lingered in his ear, saying, "Go! Go! Young master, you only have three days.

If this doesn't work out, I will gladly accept this precious treasure."

Ji Ming sat cross-legged without moving, rising with the curling green smoke and floating into the void and darkness. He stared at the figure of Fa Nian, until Fa Nian no longer had the playful look in his eyes.

"What a Taoist who is so powerful without even getting angry."

Fa Nian thought secretly.

(End of this chapter)