Wet viviparity

Chapter 277 Stables and Inns
When they arrived at the gateway to Liling, the three of them felt like they were revisiting an old place.

As usual, the three of them disguised themselves as disciples of the Demon Village, but this time there was no crocodile monster as a guide.

It took us seven or eight days to reach the middle of the ridge. Along the way, the greenery gradually faded, and all we saw were bare rocks and trees, yellow grass, a dry river, and broken villages and houses. It was really a very bad day with neither the wind nor the rain.

Traveling in this place is really a torture. The scenery within hundreds of miles is no different. Any place surrounded by mountains and rivers and dotted with greenery may be a demon's lair or a monster's stronghold, and you cannot enter without permission.

In the night sky, Jiehuo Jun was flying with his mouth dry. He had already rolled up his sleeves, waved an embroidered round fan in his hand, and stepped on the red clouds to look around.

Behind him, a blue cloud of half an acre was following. On the cloud, there were two figures, one standing and one sitting. The standing one was Lin Shuijun, and the sitting one was undoubtedly Ji Ming.

The powerful warriors with full orifices have already refined into "divine general spirit cells". There is no longer a void strongman in Ji Ming's body to lift him up and fly, so he has to take a seat on the cloud chariot of Lord Linshui.

"Golden boy." Jiehuo Jun deliberately slowed down the speed of the cloud and said to Ji Ming: "How about I teach you the "Lifting Skill". It won't be too difficult to practice this "Cloud Stepping Skill" with this secret skill."

Before Ji Ming could reply, he said jokingly, "If others knew that the future knife-wielder of our Shanshe couldn't even climb the clouds, we would lose face."

"Ha~"

Ji Ming suddenly took a breath, and scared Jiehuo Jun so much that he quickly stepped back and fell on Chiyun.

He thought Jin Tong was using the Golden Evil Bag to swallow him, but it turned out he was just trying to scare him.

"Haha~
Brother Zhao, seeing how you are, you should just be a good sword."

"Jin Tong, I think we should find another guide."

Jiehuojun usually lives in the South China Sea and is not used to the hot climate here. The fan in his hand has already left a residual shadow. He said, "We only flew a few hundred miles to the southwest, how can it be so hot?"

Linshui Jun explained, "To the west of Liling, there is a fire vein that extends to the southwest of the ridge, which makes this place extremely hot and dry."

"Bitter!"

Fire-receiving Lord looked down at the clouds and could vaguely see a few lights.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead and said to himself, "I don't know how people here survive."

Ji Ming flipped through the map in his hand and said, "According to the map, Mingyu Mountain is still some distance away. But it's strangely hot here. Even if it's geothermal, it shouldn't be this hot. To be safe, fly south first and stay away from this underground fire vein."

The two gentlemen both agreed, and they flew for a long time. The clouds gradually descended, and they changed to flying on land to reduce the loss of true energy.

As the temperature gradually dropped, the three of them were preparing to find a place to rest. Unexpectedly, under the setting moon, they saw a wild inn. In front of the inn was a flag with four large characters "Youlai Inn" embroidered on it.

"going or not?"

Jiehuojun looked at Jiming and his elder brother and asked.

"Evil spirits will always be born in wild inns."

Linshui Jun said.

"Look at the stable outside the inn."

Ji Ming pointed his finger, and the two gentlemen looked at the stable outside, and saw a yellow horse, a grey donkey, and several sheep.

Seeing that the two gentlemen didn't understand what was going on, Ji Ming reminded them, "Look at the yellow horse. Is there a saddle or bridle? The hair on the horse is tufted here and there. Does it look like scales?"

“It really looks like it.”

After taking a closer look, Jiehuojun said in surprise.

"Hmm, it has a dragon-like appearance." Lin Shuijun observed more things and said, "It's either a horse with some real dragon blood, or it's transformed from a dragon." "It must be a dragon."

Ji Ming said affirmatively.

"Jintong, how do you know so much? Have you ever ridden a dragon?" asked Jiehuojun curiously.

The two gentlemen had also seen dragons in the South China Sea, but had never had any in-depth contact with them. They only occasionally saw some scales and claws.

Real dragons, and even dragon-like spirits such as Jiaolong and Chilong that are like dragons but not dragons, still occupy a very high status in Taoism. As long as they do not bring harm to others, they are regarded as auspicious spirits.

"How can I ride a dragon? I only have a spirit companion mount, which is kept somewhere else."

Ji Ming naturally couldn't admit that when he rode on Xiao Qiulong, he was still in his reincarnated dream of King Huang Jue.

Lin Shuijun nodded. He knew Ji Ming well and said, "I have heard that your mount is an ancient insect, the Flying Centipede, which is specially designed to restrain snake monsters and can eat their brains."

"Flying centipede!"

Jiehuojun's face turned slightly red. He remembered that he had teased Jintong before and asked him to follow him to learn the art of walking on clouds. It turned out that Jintong already had a flying insect to walk.

"How about we steal the horse, which will save us some energy and give us the ability to fly."

To prove that he was not just thinking on impulse, Jie Huojun analyzed seriously, "I think the owner of the horse must be keeping a low profile, so he turned the dragon into a horse and pretended to be an ordinary person to stay in this inn.

We went over quietly and trapped the horse with the Three Talents and Six Combinations Formation. No matter how ferocious the horse was, there would be no movement.

The dragon that turned into a horse hasn't yet become a Yuandan, so it's easy for the three of us to capture it."

Lin Shuijun said: "Brother, there must be a restriction in the dragon's body. Once its owner notices it, he can just recite the restriction and our efforts will be in vain."

"You want to experience the feeling of riding a dragon!"

Ji Ming laughed and said, "I heard that thing is not very comfortable to ride. If you ride on your head, it's all hard skin and bones. If you ride on your body, the long spine under the bristle on the back can rub your buttocks."

“Golden boy, you must have ridden one before.”

"I really didn't." Ji Ming denied it flatly, and said, "Besides, who told you that there was only one dragon in the stable?"

After hearing this, Lord Jie Huo looked again, his eyes widened and he said, "That donkey and those sheep, could it be that they were transformed from spirit companions' mounts?"

"You'll know when you go down and take a look."

"Aren't you afraid that their masters are all unorthodox?"

"Brother, look carefully, there is a slight difference between the mounts of the monks of other sects and ours." Lin Shuijun said disappointedly, "This is also the reason why I asked you to identify yourself as a sword and a saber. Your brain is destined to prevent you from becoming a sword wielder."

"How about Golden Boy?"

Jiehuo Jun caught up with Linshui Jun in a few steps and said, "If he can succeed, I am willing to be captured by him."

Lin Shuijun paused, looking at the light and weightless figure in front of him, thinking to himself: "Is it possible to be controlled by him? Why would I even consider such a thing?"

Candlelight shone from inside the inn.

Ji Ming and the other two stood outside, looking exhausted, and knocked on the store door.

"Sir, the mountain is cold and the moon is dim. Please let me stay here so late at night." Ji Ming knocked on the door and said.

(End of this chapter)