Wet viviparity

Chapter 266 Game, Three Treasures
"God?"

"Yes!"

The old man, that is, the Dharma body of the Three Life Star Lord, replied affirmatively.

"Do you want to become a Star General?!

I know that this inheritance cannot be cultivated without the participation of the Douxiu starlight.

You can follow me to the Yanshou Palace and be a "fire-raising servant" on the White Wing Rock, so that you can cultivate your true method and enjoy the happiness of the immortals in heaven."

"No!"

The local master tried to stop him, saying, "Old Star Lord, how can humans live in heaven? If he wants to go to heaven, he should wait until he becomes a Yang God Earthly Immortal before going to the Longevity Palace."

"I know what you mean." The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "One day in heaven is better than one year on earth. If you don't have the state of mind to treat a hundred years as one day, your soul will decay and dry up after only a hundred days in heaven.

But heaven has its own benefits. Magical weapons are readily available, spells can be practiced at will, and cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds. It can be said that there are no vulgar people coming and going, and there are real immortals chatting and laughing. The difficulty of becoming an immortal is much lower than in the human world."

Ji Ming on the side just wanted to plug his ears at this moment. The old star god's words were like devilish sound, pulling at his mind.

He was still rational and sober, knowing that throughout history, there had been few people who had become immortals in heaven. Even Santian had been paying attention to things on earth and maintaining the orthodoxy of his own Taoism.

Although reason keeps stating the pros and cons in one's mind, the opportunity to achieve success overnight is right in front of one, and few people can resist the temptation.

"Old Star Lord, I'd rather stay in the human world."

After he finished speaking, Ji Ming realized that his voice was unusually hoarse.

"Think carefully, if you miss this chance, you will never have it again."

"I've made up my mind." Ji Ming tried not to look at the old man, but looked at the master and said, "I'll continue to move forward with my feet on the ground. It may not be easy, but it's better to have a solid foundation and peace of mind."

“What about the divine fire?
Where is your star general?"

The old man walked slowly to the seated Ji Ming, slammed the long peach wood stick in his hand, which was taller than his body, to the ground, and asked.

Ji Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he said subconsciously, "How difficult is this? The divine fire is gone. Since I can get it once, I can get it a second time. As for the Star General."

The spirit in the body exerted its strength to suppress the desire to talk.

He knew that it was the old man's magical power that was affecting him. Was this a test of his Taoism? After thinking quickly, Ji Ming decisively relaxed his mind so that he could continue speaking.

"Why should I go to heaven to receive the starlight and cultivate the star general? If you are unwilling to favor me and send down the starlight of the Dipper, I will start over, pay homage to you, and sincerely offer sacrifices to the other star gods of the Southern Dipper."

The old man nodded, holding the fire and slowly backed away. Gradually, he disappeared, with an inexplicable smile on the corners of his mouth, which was as wrinkled as a dried date.

Ji Ming's heart beat faster, staring at the place where the old man disappeared, his eyes widened in disbelief, thinking to himself: "Just gone like that?

No, gods generally like to play around in the human world. Their mentality and even values ​​are different from those of mortals. It can be said that except for their human appearance, they are two completely different creatures.

No matter just now or now, this Star Lord's Dharma Body is playing with my will and torturing my Tao heart.

Stay calm, stay calm, there will be follow-up."

Ji Ming supported himself on the ground with his left hand and his knee with his right hand, and stood up from the ground with a look of relief on his face, very calm.

The master felt a little bit sorry to see him like this, but she didn't know how to comfort him. The Zhongtian Dao lineage she belonged to was different from the Cangtian Dao lineage, and it did not set up rigid standards like becoming a member of the Heavenly Court.

For a long time, there was still no movement on the top of the peak, only the purple air that descended from the peak all year round was swirling and rolling around.

Ji Ming turned his back to the master and found a good angle for the wind to make himself look more relaxed and dry the moisture in his eyes.

"Three-life old thief, return my sacred fire to me. I have worked so hard to set up the altar and worshiped you so many times. I..."

Just as Ji Ming cursed in his heart, the voice of the old star god rang out from a few wisps of idle clouds in the clear sky, "Little Taoist disciple, considering that you have a strong heart for Taoism and share the fire with me, I will give you the title of 'Golden Child Holding Fire', which is also considered as ascending to the heavenly court. If you want to receive the divine fire and the light of the three stars of the Southern Dipper in the future, you must pray sincerely, do more good deeds, and commit fewer sins of killing."

Despite all the ups and downs, Ji Ming was much calmer. He made a Taoist gesture with his hands and bowed to the sky, saying, "Old Star Lord, I, your disciple Zhang Bao, will obey your orders."

“Haha~” The local master chuckled and nodded, also happy for Jin Tong, and said: “What a great Jin Tong who holds the fire under the Three Star Lords of the Southern Dipper. Your name of Jin Tong is destined to follow you for many years.”

Blessed Land and Treasure Pavilion, the ancestral hall of the upper mansion.

The blessed land treasure pavilion is majestic and beautiful like a jade tower; the ancestral hall of the upper mansion is quiet and secluded like the palace of bliss.

High priests on both sides strike bells and chimes, while a real person in the center holds a golden seal.

He preached the "Three Yuan Repentance for Eliminating Disasters" and began to lecture on the "Explanation of the Red Book and the Spiritual Text".

The sun and the moon sway a few times, and I recite verses to enjoy a peaceful life.

Chanting sutras and praying for blessings, the aroma wafts to the west heaven; walking on the magic path, the spiritual light permeates the blue sky. There is a book of Taoist scriptures on the desk, and suddenly a different name appears and shines brightly.

In the blessed land of peace and prosperity, in the residence of the True Lord, inside the ancestral hall of the Treasure Pavilion.

The Taoist sitting cross-legged in the center stopped waving his whisk, and the sound of the bells and chimes stopped, and the chanting stopped. The high priests on both sides and the Taoist disciples outside the hall all looked at the Taoist books enshrined on the table in front of the ancestor's tablet.

On that register, there was a prominent name that seemed eager to come out.

The Immortal opened his eyes and lowered his gaze, like a Buddha, and said slowly, "What is the meaning of this path's name?"

A high-ranking official said, "Your name is Deng Tian Cao Er!"

You Gong Gong calculated with his fingers and said in surprise: "It must be the cultivators from the three great blessed places under this mountain who have ascended to heaven."

"Who could that be?"

The immortal with lowered eyes pointed his finger, and a name emerged from the Taoist list - "Golden Boy Holding Fire·Zhang Bao" under the Nandou Yanshou Palace (Supplementary record: He once participated in the Taoist examination under the pseudonym of Poisonous Hand Boy Shilong, and concurrently served as the Insect Official of the Four Yin Officials in the Yin World of Xiaoxi Mountain) (Secret Record:.)

A high priest said: "He does not rely on the blessings of the mountain gate, but ascends to heaven on his own. Such a person has not been seen for some years."

Someone said hesitantly: "But he ascended to heaven because of the talisman of the ancestor."

"No, I have heard that this boy was born in the Heguan branch temple. The master of that branch temple is Taoist Xuan Jing. How could this boy inherit the ancestral master's seal of Heguan?"

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There were discussions in the hall. The real person in the center closed his eyes and said nothing. The Yin spirit in his flesh body had already left his body and floated to a cave in Taiping Fudi. He asked the people in the cave, "Brother Lu, there is a Taoist disciple Zhang Bao in our sect who has ascended to heaven. You can give him a Taoist name, appoint him as a Taoist priest, and teach him the Dharma talisman."

"Um!

I already know that the Taoist name has been given, the Taoist rank has been determined, and the talisman has been given. You should go to the Zirong Peak of Jiheng Mountain and be taught the three treasures of Taoism in person. "

The True Man Yin Shen took the gift from the cave, bowed and said: "At this time of great disaster in the south of the sky, it is really a cause for celebration that there is such a seed of Tao in the sect."

"If the golden elixir is not formed, how can we celebrate? It still needs to be tempered and refined into real gold."

"Brother is right." Just as the True Man's Yin Spirit was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and said, "I wonder when Junior Brother Xiao Yuan will go to the Cave Heaven to absorb the Yang Gang, so that he can be granted the title of Heavenly Official as soon as possible."

"No hurry. Although his foundation is extraordinary, he has had it a bit smoother. I wanted to use Jue Guang to beat him, but the two monks behind Jue Guang seemed to have concerns and were unwilling to use their strength. It was too slippery."

"What should I do?
Junior-Martial-Nephew Xiao Yuan is the Son of Destiny designated by the ancestors."

"What do you mean by son of calamity? If there really is calamity, if there really is karma and fate, then why do we need to make plans?"

The man in the cave was very disdainful of the talk of disaster, and then said: "We are in charge of Taiping Mountain, we can't be obsessed with just one son. A sect that has been passed down for tens of millions of years cannot be supported by one person."

(End of this chapter)