Wet viviparity

Chapter 293: Responding to the Great Prosperity

Mingyu Mountain, smoke rises from the foot of the mountain.

Next to a wild stove made of several stones, the two gentlemen were sitting cross-legged, their faces were purple and blue, not looking very good. Killing the monk Lou Fan had cost them some price.

Near the wild stove, a red-nosed old man was squatting and smoking a pipe. There was a small shadow hanging on his head and shoulders, which was not very clear and was about the size of a palm.

"Wait, when is the beginning?"

After exhaling a puff of old cigarette, the Red Nosed Old Man shouted in comfort and said to Erjun in dissatisfaction.

I saw two gentlemen sitting beside the wild stove, one of them staring at the fire without moving, sitting as quietly as a bell, and the other one stroking his beard with his eyes closed, either paying any attention to the Red Nosed Old Man.

"Hey!"

The Red Nosed Old Man also got angry. He opened his mouth and spit out white smoke that shot into the wild stove. The hot stones exploded and hit the Second Lord. The Fire Lord glared at them and circulated his true energy, making his face even purpler and bluer.

"With your disabled appearance, you are already injured like this before reaching Mingyu Mountain. How can you still carry out secret duties?" The Red-nosed Old Man raised his foot, scratched his hairy legs, and spoke sarcastically.

Lin Shuijun held A Di and said, "Senior, you are just the contact person here. Before you reveal the subordinate relationship between us, I have no reason to accept your command and your doubts."

"Pooh!"

The Red Nosed Old Man spat a mouthful of phlegm at Lin Shuijun. Lin Shuijun picked up a red-hot stone, but it was pierced by the phlegm and knocked Lin Shuijun to the ground.

“Look, this mouthful of spit only took me twenty years of practice.

Your master, Dan Lingzi, is also a real person. Even if you are not his direct disciples and were sent to the South China Sea to open up a branch temple, you shouldn't be unable to catch a spit from me, right? "

"Old thief!"

Mr. Jiehuo could no longer bear it and summoned the fire warrior to pounce on the red-nosed old man, but was knocked to the ground by a mouthful of spit the next second.

"Haha, interesting, interesting."

The Red-Nosed Old Man was laughing happily on the spot, when he suddenly looked up to the sky, he saw a gust of wind coming down with rocks and sand flying everywhere, and a huge fire broke out from the wild stove, which was now only left with scattered sparks.

"I've finally waited for you."

In the dim sandstorm, beside the orange-red flames, a figure approached and stood in front of the two gentlemen. The figure's head was covered in a ball of green light, and he said, "Even if you are healing their wounds, is this a disgrace?"

"Golden boy, when will he serve us?"

When Jie Huojun saw this figure, he was overjoyed. But when he heard Jin Tong's words, he was shocked. He had just said half of his words when he suddenly felt his body relax. All the poison wounds on his body were gone. "Brother, how are you?"

"Much better." Lin Shuijun's face did not look good. He knew that some senior masters played around in the world. They had good intentions, but they always made the younger disciples in the sect look embarrassed.

The Red Nosed Man spitted to heal his wounds, which was really embarrassing for them.

"Clap!"

Without waiting for the Red Nosed Old Man to reply, Ji Ming stopped the strong wind and threw down the nine beast skins.

"Three per person, burn them."

The two gentlemen took the nightmare skin of the transformed animal, but they didn't expect that Jintong was still thinking about them, and asked them to burn the nightmare skin that was harmful to the harmony of nature themselves, so as to accumulate some good karma.

At Ji Ming's signal, the three of them threw the nightmare skin into the fire. In an instant, cries of grief were heard everywhere, cold winds howled, and distorted faces flew out of the fire and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With Ji Ming's personality, how could he abandon these sheepskins? If he hadn't taken into consideration the unity within the team, and the fact that the two gentlemen were quite compatible with him, he would have burned the sheepskins by himself and taken all the credit.

The Red-Nosed Old Man squatted on one side and was ignored for a long time. He wanted to interrupt, but he was proud of his status and endured it, smoking his pipe and staring at Jintong.

After the nightmare skin was burned, Ji Ming used the magic scroll to check the Yin De, and said to the two gentlemen: "Yes, one nightmare skin has 80 Yin De."

"Good boy"

Just as the Red Nosed Old Man was about to speak, he saw a look from the Golden Boy. There was no respect, friendliness, or closeness in that look, only a kind of scrutiny, as if he was looking at an object.

Under such gazes, the Red Nosed Old Man had to put away his cynical expression and said, "Lingxuzi, carrying out secret duties is not traveling around to search for treasures. Isn't your behavior a bit inappropriate?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Ji Ming asked, tilting his head.

"I'm sorry, I'm not trying to offend you, but I'm asking sincerely, what does this have to do with you?"

For such a person with profound Taoism and no restraint, Ji Ming knew that being friendly would not make the other party look up to him, nor would being arrogant make the other party despise him.

Red Nose Old Man was humiliated by Ji Ming, but he couldn't reply to Ji Ming's words because he was just a contact person and couldn't reveal his identity. He could only smile and said, "Lingxuzi, I've heard that you act ruthlessly and are like a dragon that can't be seen from head to tail. You are very different from the immortals in the same sect. You don't rely on others and are independent. You fit in well with the environment of the mountain society." Ji Ming went straight to the point and said, "Who should we pick up in the Demon Palace? Where should we send them to?"

"Have you heard of the prophecy that is still circulating in Kyoto today?"

Ji Ming's eyes moved, and he said, "Could it be the prophecy that was spread out according to the edict left by Madam Nanhua Huode, the founder of Huangting Palace?"

The red-nosed old man took a long puff of his pipe and uttered the prophecy with a smile.

"At the gate of hell, the peach charms appear, and the breeze turns the mountains green.

White cranes dance in the blue sky, freely among the water and clouds.

The lotus pond reflects the beauty of the sun.

The white dragon swims in the clear river, freely among the trees and springs.

"Who can understand the Zen in this true teaching?"

Linshui Jun said solemnly: "It is said in the world that this prophecy indicates that four sons will appear and prosper in the righteous way of heaven. Some people sneer at it, saying that prophecies have always caused chaos, and the person who made this prophecy has evil intentions."

Jiehuojun slapped his head and was about to mock the person who made up the prophecy, but suddenly remembered something, glanced at Jintong, and decisively shut up.

"Lingxuzi, what do you think?"

The Red Nosed Man came close to Ji Ming and asked curiously.

The prophecy that Ji Ming made at Xiaoxi Mountain, "A spirit has come from the west, carrying the destiny of the south. The sea of ​​suffering has no shore, and turning back will disappear in the weeds." is still talked about with great relish even now.

Ji Ming did not respond to the Red Nosed Man's words, and said, "This prophecy has been circulating for who knows how many years. What does it have to do with our current secret mission?"

"What a boring person." The Red Nosed Old Man was so angry at Ji Ming that he lost his temper. He kept smoking his pipe and said angrily, "I am an old man who has some experience in the mountains. Lingxu is really disrespectful to me."

Seeing that the Red-nosed Old Man spoke seriously, the two gentlemen felt a little nervous. They bowed on behalf of Ji Ming and spoke nice words.

Ji Ming only took a look at the Red-nosed Old Man and knew that the old man was pretending to be angry, so he ignored him and used his soul to release the Echo Ghost in the magic talisman and sneaked up to the north and south peaks of Mingyu Mountain.

"Good, good, you are worthy of being the master's beloved disciple."

The Red-nosed Old Man knew a lot about Ji Ming, and he also understood that with Ji Ming's status in Huoxu Cave, he could ignore many people on Taiping Mountain, even some real people who had achieved lower-level elixirs.

Inside the mountain gate, the senior people unanimously believed that Lingxuzi was truly a rising star and had a high probability of becoming a successful elixir master in the future.

He fished out a wine flask from his back, took a few gulps, and said, "Two of the prophecies have already come true.

One of them was a figure from four or five hundred years ago. He fulfilled the prophecy of "a white dragon swimming in the clear river, freely among the forests and springs" and ascended to heaven early.

The other is a present-day figure. He was born out of nowhere in the northern Taixuan Prefecture with a scattered foundation. He has had many opportunities to become an immortal and became a disciple of the world's number one swordsman, General Wu Guan Jian, who is a member of the Heavenly Beidou Exorcist Institute and is a disciple of the Electric Kirin General "Wu Guan Jian".

It is said that this person was raised by cranes since childhood, often in the blue sky, growing up beside the water and clouds, just as the prophecy said, "White cranes dance in the blue sky, freely beside the water and clouds."

Now he has married the daughter of a real person in Huangting Palace, which can be said to be the most successful life. "

Jie Huojun's eyes lit up and he said, "I know him. He went to the South China Sea to test his sword last time. The sword in his hand was as fast as a meteor and as powerful as a thousand pounds. He could kill dragons and whales with ease."

The Red Nosed Old Man pinched his nose and said drunkenly, “There is a capable person on the mountain who has calculated that there is someone who will come out of the palace of wrongful death in this time in accordance with the prophecy. The person we need to meet is that person.

Remember, this is a confidential matter, and no more than six people know about it. The three of you must bring the person back safely. The future prosperity of our Taiping Mountain may depend on that person."

After saying that, Red Nose observed the reactions of the three people.

The two gentlemen were a little nervous. After all, their matter was related to the success or failure of the mountain sect, so they could not help but be nervous. However, Lingxuzi was very relaxed from beginning to end. He did not take him or the person he was talking about seriously at all.

He knew that local masters never believed in prophecies and even hated them, so he thought Lingxuzi must have been influenced by the master and that was why he behaved like this.

"How do we find that person?"

Ji Ming asked
"Simple, take advantage of the chaos, wait for an opportunity, and check them one by one."

Ji Ming glanced at the Red-nosed Old Man, and it was the same as if he hadn't said anything.

"Ghost Gate!"

This thought emerged in Ji Ming's mind.

(End of this chapter)