Wet viviparity

Chapter 251: Monk, Confused
Even outside the Lingfang, Ji Ming and the other two, as well as the crocodile monster, were still discussing the background of the old monster.

The crocodile monster said that in the Liling village, there was an old man who never died. Gradually, he stopped eating worldly food and didn't recognize his own children. Over time, they were called the Old Immortal, and this Old Immortal was particularly famous.

He was not a native of Liling Village, but a naturalized Chinese citizen whose ancestors had migrated there. Because he was old but not dead, the villagers regarded him as a demon, so they blinded him and left him in the mountains to fend for himself.

After a few years, he was adopted by a casual cultivator who passed by and was taught carefully. However, it was discovered that the old immortal could not learn Taoism, but had mastered some body-building techniques and sorcery without a teacher. So the old immortal was abandoned in the mountains again.

In the end, this blind old immortal really couldn't die, and he forced his way out, refined a Yuandan, and became a transformed old demon comparable to a Jindan, but he never tried to seize the fetus and gave it up, and had to become a human.

Because the whereabouts of this immortal had always been a mystery and his reputation was not well-known, even the great monks in Buddhism who had mastered the art of mind and eyes could not tell whether he was a human or a monster. Therefore, although the crocodile monster had heard of Zhaoyue Temple, it did not know its origins.

It was also this old demon's Yuandan that inhaled and exhaled moonlight, escaping and following the trail. The crocodile demon was able to recognize it only after smelling a trace of demonic aura.

The three men didn't understand what the old immortal was planning by living in seclusion at the gate of Liling. They planned to report the matter to the mountain gate after completing their secret mission.

The crocodile monster repeatedly performed well around Ji Ming, and even Erjun praised it, which made Ji Ming feel embarrassed to treat it as a disposable tool. He thought that if the crocodile monster remained obedient, he would send it to Linggu on Zirong Peak.

In the Huoxu Cave, even if the crocodile monster had a hundred courages, he would not dare to act rashly.

His sister is not very talented, so there is little hope for her to become the master's disciple. However, there is still a possibility for her to become the master's second disciple, Susu.

If this crocodile monster could provide effective assistance, perhaps Linggu could improve her Taoism. Even if she could not stay in the Huoxu Cave in the future, she could come out and help him manage some of his Taoist properties.

Kinship is a natural guarantee of trust. Ling Gu has been able to keep his six-fingered characteristics a secret since he was young. This alone is worth his cultivation, not to mention that she often shares the blessings in the Huoxu Cave with him for his practice.

Now that he has made some progress in his cultivation, it is time to give back a little.

He immediately told the crocodile monster about this idea, as a reassurance to him so that he wouldn't have wild thoughts all day long.

The Sanchong Lingfang was built on an unnamed mountain. There used to be piles of strange rocks and stones there, but now they have all been flattened, and instead, houses and pavilions have been built, as well as medicine cauldrons and incense burners.

There are quite a few monks in the Lingfang, most of whom are here to replenish their elixirs, rice beads, talismans and other items so that they can continue to go deep into Liling to collect herbs.

It turns out that the reason why this place was able to prosper was because Guancai Cave was blocked, resulting in some materials that were banned by Taoism being unable to flow from the ridge to Guyezhou, so the independent cultivators had to take the risk to come here.

After entering the workshop, Ji Ming, his two companions and the demon first looked around, especially at the places where the formations were set up inside and outside the workshop. Although these things were tedious and boring, they could not be neglected at all.

If there are any unusual changes in the future, the first thing to do is to destroy the formation in the town to prevent yourself from being trapped in it.

There are still four days before the contact, and everyone is busy, scattered outside to find out all the information. No matter whether the information is useful or not, it always helps to get more familiar with this place.

Ji Ming and the crocodile monster strolled outside the No. 1 Cricket Room, which was the most popular place for drug-related insect gambling and fighting in the ridge. Ji Ming had been to such a place before, but he was not a gambler there, but a drug-related insect fighting in the arena.

After two days, Ji Ming and others heard a good news, that is, Quanzhen Master Cui Meng was not in the town on weekdays, but was practicing in an underground palace in the west.

After receiving this news and verifying it many times, the three of them felt relieved. Jiehuo Jun even said happily: "It is just as eldest brother said. This secret mission may really be safe and sound." If they can complete the secret mission smoothly and get the sixty Yin De for free, everyone will be happy. However, Linshui Jun and Ji Ming are both meticulous. Although they look happy, they are not relaxed at all in their hearts.

The two of them are like swords and knives that have been tempered a thousand times, quietly hidden in their sheaths, waiting for the right time to move.

On the day before the contact, everything in Lingfang was the same as usual. Ji Ming meditated in the rented hut in the workshop as usual, pretended to go out of the workshop to collect herbs, then took a walk and came back, and then Lin Shuijun went out again, alternating between the two.

"Someone is living in Quiet Room No. 3!"

Ji Ming had just come back, took off his backpack and hat, and heard Huo Jun coming over in a hurry.

"Come over if you want." Ji Ming was calm and put the herbs he had collected back in place. He then asked, "What kind of person is he?"

As if infected by Ji Ming's emotions, Jiehuo Jun calmed down for a rare moment. Seeing that Jin Tong had tanned himself like an old farmer in just a few days, becoming increasingly inconspicuous in the neighborhood, he admired him even more and said, "He is a monk, not very old, from the east."

"Monk, there are not many temples in Liling, and the only one close to this gate is the Tugu Temple."

"Yes, I thought so too." Jie Huojun bowed his head and said thoughtfully, "But we only know the name of the temple, but not the details. I have never heard that this temple has any connection with Panku Mountain."

"No rush, one day is not too late." Ji Ming said to Fire Lord, "We will have a formal contact with him tomorrow, the agreed date."

"Alright, alright." Jiehuojun nodded and agreed, "Looking at the stupid look on that little monk's face, I'm afraid if I look for him a day in advance, he might even become suspicious!"

After some time, Lin Shuijun returned from collecting herbs and heard the story without objection.

The night before, Ji Ming felt inexplicably irritable. Things seemed to be going surprisingly smoothly, so smoothly that he couldn't adapt to it. Thinking about his past experiences, there was not a single one that was without twists and turns along the way.

There were too many people in the spiritual house to release his own Void Warrior, which made him feel blind and deaf.

The night was dark and Ji Ming had no intention of meditating. He wandered around the square and unknowingly came to a row of quiet rooms in the C area. This place was used as a place for casual practitioners to go into seclusion, so it was very quiet.

"Whoosh~"

A cold wind blew, and Ji Ming couldn't help but shiver.

The cold wind came from the room next to the quiet room number 3, Bing. It seemed that some secret palm technique was being practiced there, and the sound was whistling.

Ji Ming stopped and watched for a while, but couldn't figure out what was going on. Moreover, the cultivators in the room seemed to sense that they were being watched and stopped practicing their palm techniques. This made Ji Ming somewhat embarrassed, as spying on people's secret skills was not a good thing.

After Ji Ming left, a crack appeared in the secret room and a hand squeezed out, followed by a second hand, and then the third and fourth hands crowded out and started waving outside the crack in the door.

"Zhou Zhou, Zhou Zhou, your Yin Feng Palm is really interesting!"

(End of this chapter)