Wet viviparity

Chapter 26: Hearing the Word, Iron Centipede Immortal
From the tall grass, the witch came out with a basket and a stick.

There were large flakes of fine frost on her bamboo stick, spreading from the stick to both sides. This was caused by the Yin Palm she had just used to block Ji Ming's sudden attack.

“Good palm!
Good technique! "

The witch praised me a few times, and then asked, "When did you find out about my whereabouts?"

Facing the witch who was secretly monitoring him, Ji Ming had a good attitude and was not annoyed at all. He replied, "It's just in the last few weeks."

"Old lady, have I ever told you that you are very special, really very special.

I can hardly see any demonic qualities in you, no wonder my beloved disciple can't stop thinking about you."

Ji Ming held the dust tail in one hand, pretended to make a hand gesture, and said with a smile: "It seems that my mother-in-law is not going to let me go."

"Ugh!"

The witch sighed deeply and said, "Deep love does not bring longevity, and extreme wisdom will hurt you. If you can concentrate on your cultivation in the mountains and guide your spiritual energy for a hundred years, why should I interfere?"

"Logically speaking, mother-in-law should have taken action long ago." Ji Ming said with a fearless expression.

He knew very well that the Jade Blood Witch had been watching him for many days but had never taken any action, fearing that if she killed him, it would cause a rift between her and her disciple.

"Ugh!"

This was the second time the witch sighed.

She and Ji Ming both knew that many things could not be solved by taking action, and Madam Zhang was a factor that the fortune teller had to consider.

"Don't worry, mother-in-law. I'm not tactless." Ji Ming comforted her.

He had spent a lot of time with Madam Zhang in the mountains, just to pave the way for this moment.

Only by using Madam Zhang's future as a bargaining chip can this evil person be forced to compromise.

In fact, if the fortune teller was a little more careful, she would have discovered that there was no intimacy between Ji Ming and Madam Zhang, and she could even see Ji Ming's distant attitude.

But as the saying goes, "care too much and you will be confused", Ji Ming knew very well that it was difficult for a fortune teller to avoid this kind of mentality.

In Ji Ming's precious eyes, the word "wet" has become much clearer. He only needs to pass on a few more inspirations before he can actually use it.

What Ji Ming is most concerned about now is the arrangements for the next life.

To be honest, he really didn't want to waste ten years in this deep mountain just to refine a complete "illusion form".

This is not the accumulation he wants.

The witch felt extremely strange and uncomfortable when she was comforted by a demon.

However, she did not show any impatience on her face, instead she looked very interested.

In order to make Madam Zhang return to the right path, force will not work. The only way is to let the demon retreat on its own initiative and cool the relationship between the two.

Killing the demons by force and cutting off their contact is undoubtedly the worst option.

Even if the witch covered up the matter properly afterwards, there is no guarantee that Madam Zhang would not discover the clues in her lifetime, and in the end, the master and disciple might become estranged.

Now it seems that the demon intends to leave Madam Zhang on her own initiative. This is extremely good news for the witch.

"Do you have conditions?"

The witch came to her senses and asked.

For some reason, the fortune teller always felt that the direction of everything was in the hands of this demon.

"I heard from Madam Zhang that you have been interested in training centipede immortals. Would you be willing to let me see it?"

The witch didn't understand Ji Ming's intention. Why didn't a demon study the method of body refining instead of delving into the cultivation of the five immortals in their "Panqiu Mountain"?

"Do you really want to see it?" the witch asked for confirmation.

Seeing Ji Ming's serious expression, the witch had no choice but to take down the basket and lift up a piece of cloth on the basket, revealing the colorful smoke that was gathered inside.

"Come, take a closer look."

The witch brought the basket to Ji Ming, and saw densely packed poisonous insects crawling and turning under the smoke.

"Sigh~"

In the smoke, a green bamboo green snake was raising its triangular head and spitting out its signal towards Ji Ming.

"Jiang Ang~" "Jiang Ang~"

A dull belly rumble sounded in the basket, drowning out the neighing of the bamboo pit viper.

Upon closer inspection, it was a toad the size of a palm, its entire body indigo without a single spot of other color, and it was breathing out colorful smoke from a basket.

"What a poison!"

Ji Ming was shocked.

As the saying goes, the brighter the color, the more toxic it is.

The green and blue snake clams have colors that seem to be dripping off their bodies. No one knows how strong their toxicity is.

Looking more closely, I saw a gecko about a foot long climbing into the basket, eating poisonous insects while carefully avoiding snakes and clams.

Compared to the two immortals, the snake and the clam, this gecko seems much weaker.

Ji Ming's eyes passed over the snake clam and the gecko. What he was most concerned about was the centipede fairy, which was his real target.

After looking for a long time, he didn't see it in the basket. Just as he was about to ask the fortune teller, he saw a surge of colorful smoke in the basket, which went directly into his mouth and nose.

Ji Ming was almost choked by the colorful smoke and his true form was almost revealed. He knew that the witch was plotting against him, but there was no anger on his face. He just said something lightly.

"Mother-in-law, why do you have to do this?"

"This is safer."

The witch looked calm, and she didn't feel the slightest bit ashamed for attacking a demon secretly.

"As long as you fulfill your promise and cut ties with Xinmei, I can naturally help you get rid of the addiction."

The witch did not find even a trace of fear on Ji Ming's face, and even the anger that should have been there made the experienced witch completely confused.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Ji Ming didn't say anything. He just wanted to let the witch know that any threats would be useless to him.

If the witch wants him to stay away from Madam Zhang on his own accord, then he must take a look at the centipede fairy in the basket today.

"Do you really want to see my centipede fairy that much?"

Ji Ming grinned, and there seemed to be a ball of warm light in his eyes. He said, "To be honest, I am almost dying from watching this."

The witch stretched out a hand with five fingers spread upwards.

There is a long, strip-shaped protrusion inside the palm of its hand, which seems to be wriggling faintly.

A three-inch wide bloody wound appeared on the palm of his hand, with a centipede head poking out of it. Soon, the entire dark back was revealed.

With a "puff" sound, the centipede was completely sucked out with blood.

"I have been nurturing this centipede with my flesh and blood for eight years, but I have only managed to nurture it into its true form."

"Did it ever have offspring?"

The witch felt more and more that there was something wrong with the demon's brain, but for the sake of her own disciple, she had to patiently reply.

"This centipede fairy is not like a snake clam, it is very delicate. Every time it reproduces, it will seriously damage its spiritual power. In serious cases, it will directly become a vulgar and stupid insect.

However, Xinmei's Taoist skills have improved recently, so the matter of training the Five Immortals has to be put on the agenda.

I have contacted an elder in the sect who also cultivates centipede immortals. He will send my centipede immortal to conceive soon so that he can produce a batch of good seeds and lay a good foundation for Xinmei's cultivation."

After saying this, the witch did not give Ji Ming a chance to take a closer look at the centipede fairy. She put the iron-backed centipede back into her palm and then left with the basket.

“Good bug, really good bug.

Seeing this insect today has given me peace of mind. Even if I am poisoned by the smoke, it is still a great gain."

Ji Ming couldn't forget the centipede fairy, and thought to himself: "If I can be born into one of its descendants, I will surely have a much better life in the next life.

And they are also free from the pain of displacement.

The most important thing is that you can follow Madam Zhang and learn the truth every day, and get a glimpse of the path to human cultivation."

(End of this chapter)