Wet viviparity

Chapter 299 Background, Executed Woman
"Master!"

Mi Longque sat sideways on the "Lifeng Beast", one hand resting on the blue leopard-print waist of the Lifeng Beast, the other holding the gilded copper incense burner, leisurely inhaling the incense smoke, "Master, why are you in such a hurry? Let the wind blow for a while."

A pipe hit Mi Longque on the head, almost causing his Taoist crown to fall off.

"You are bragging, you are still thinking about the fate of the immortal in Nanlao Mountain!"

The Red Nosed Old Man snorted in dissatisfaction, and knocked on Mi Longque's head several times, saying, "I see you are still blaming me for bringing you to Lingxi and delaying your participation in that extraordinary immortal fate."

“It’s not a rare opportunity to be an immortal, but in the past, when Nanmu Mountain was opened, it was mostly open only to the unorthodox sects within the mountain. Now that people from the righteous sect can also participate, it is truly rare and can be considered an opportunity.”

Mi Longque said seriously.

The Red Nosed Man walked in front, looking around at the ancient trees that were broken by the boulders, and some that were broken by the previous earthquake. They were tilted and looked like they were pushed down by a giant god.

Such a scene would undoubtedly make Red Nosed Man rethink some things.

Seeing that his disciple seemed unmoved by the tragedy on the mountain, the Red Nosed Old Man said quietly, "My dear disciple, in this troubled time, everyone on and off the mountain is preparing for battle methods and preparing for disasters. You, the disciples of the three Dao merchants, still have the leisure to participate in the opportunity of the sacred mountain. Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"Master, don't joke."

Seeing that Red Nose Old Man was serious, Mi Longque also became more serious. He patted the raccoon beast under his seat, caught up with Red Nose Old Man and said, "The current Taiping Zhenjun has not yet passed away. Although Lu Daojun is a respected and prominent figure in the sect, the Three Peaks and One Prefecture is the land of immortals after all. They have been at peace with the world for thousands of years and are used to being idle and wild.

This battle seems to have stirred up countless undercurrents within the sect, but how, when, where, and to what extent the battle will take place are all unknown. "

"Is that how you see it?"

The red-nosed old man walked in front with his hands behind his back, stopped smoking his pipe, and asked in a muffled voice.

Mi Longque said carefully: "Many people think so. Daojun Lu has been strong all the way. It is difficult for evil to hide under his double pupils. But Daojun is not uncontrollable in the sect. I heard that the two monks are specialized in..."

At the end of his words, Milongque closed his mouth.

The Red Nosed Old Man looked at Mi Longque with a half-smile and said, “If you weren’t my disciple’s grandson and had some potential to become an elixir, I would really want to slap you to death. Stay away from those Taoist disciples when you return to the mountain.

That group of rats, who are incapable of asceticism and only love idle talk, will be nothing more than a handful of yellow earth in a hundred years. How can you become a useful person if you hang out with them?"

Mi Longque sat silently on the back of the Lifeng beast, looking at a huge tree next to him that was broken in half by a rock and was as thick as five or six people could hug together. He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Master, who are those three people?"

"You finally asked the question."

The Red Nosed Man stopped and puffed out smoke again, saying with admiration: "Those are three good knives, sharpened to a very sharp point, able to slay demons and monsters, and also able to compete in the immortal world. They were born to be born to meet disasters.

If those three had not inherited the master-disciple relationship, I, the old Taoist, would not have thought of accepting a disciple to help expand our Yanling Cave."

Mi Longque felt amused, knowing that his master was trying to inspire him to be better. Unfortunately, he didn't buy it. Those three people only focused on techniques, but the foundation of the righteous path was still their own sect's great law!

"arrive."

The Red Nosed Man stopped in front of a cliff and said solemnly, "Moyazi, you will have to walk your own path from now on. I can't help you much with secret matters."

"Thank you, Master."

Mi Longque sat on the back of the raccoon beast, bowed to the red-nosed old man, and said with a carefree smile: "I will take care of the one in the cave behind the wall and bring him back to the mountain. I will definitely not hold those people back."

"It's good that you know the pros and cons. Although this witch is from a side family, her origins are not small. Her grandmother is a cloud weaving messenger under the seat of a goddess in the sky. Don't hurt her life."

Mi Longque nodded and casually patted the raccoon wind beast under his seat. The beast immediately spread its front legs, lowered its leopard-like head slightly, and let out a low whistle. The wind was sucked into its mouth and instantly ejected, opening a huge circular incision on the mountain wall.

In the mouth of the cave, a large number of skulls rolled down, almost drowning the raccoon beast and the Mi Longque on its back. Mi Longque gently raised the treasure furnace in his hand, and the view inside the cave became clear. A Panku monster with six spider legs was sitting on the altar, muttering something, making hand seals, with big breasts and hips, half-open silk shirt on his body, greasy sweat dripping, and the Luoying on his chest swaying gently.

Obviously he was performing some kind of ritual and couldn't pay attention to anything else.

Mi Longque was about to make a move when Red Nose Man, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped and asked curiously, "How did these two gentlemen find their way here?"

The master's words made Mi Longque look, and he really saw two figures appear in the cave, one red and one blue, one strong and one thin, one was brave and fierce, and the other was elegant.

"Brother, there are others who have found this place as well."

"The things that Jin Tong refines are not for others to see. No matter who it is, I will cook them all."

The two gentlemen had a brief discussion and didn't even bother to look at the person who came. As soon as the Three Talents and Six Harmonies Formation came into being, steam filled the cave, and then sprayed out the incisions made by the raccoon wind beast, and pounced on Mi Longque with its fangs and claws.

Mi Longque didn't expect Erjun to react like this, and he started with a killing move.

If the raccoon beast under his seat had not reacted quickly and dispersed the wind to drive away the mist, the scalding steam would have burned his skin and flesh in an instant.

"Look!"

The master's figure has disappeared, but his voice echoes in my ears.

Mi Longque, in shock, took a closer look and saw in the steaming mist a surreal object shaped like an egg and half the size of a carriage floating there. There was a faint strange shadow wriggling inside it.

Outside, there was a twisted band of light hanging down, and it swung in the steam. Suddenly, ghosts cried and chirped, and cold wind blew. All the evil spirits inside were swept away.

Inside the egg, a natural Taoist suppression made Moyazi sweat on his forehead. This feeling was very familiar. The Golden Winged Peng General of Luo Ji, a high-level Dragon and Tiger Master on the mountain, gave him this feeling.

"Fellow!"

Luo Xinxin suddenly opened his eyes and took a look at the egg-shaped creature in the fog. He was inexplicably frightened and shouted, "You have no impurities in your body, so you must be a pure and empty person. Why do you come here to destroy my Buddhism and help the evil monster in the palace escape?"

"killed."

The two gentlemen said in unison.

"Wait a minute, sir."

Mi Longque slapped his head, and the Taiping Mountain Dharma Scroll emerged, shining through the mist and causing the two gentlemen to slow down their movements.

"This woman is of great concern. This time, she must be suppressed under the Qingguang altar in the Yanling Cave in Huaifu Mountain of Qingping's own side, so that she can reflect and repent to atone for her sins."

As a disciple of Taiping Mountain and a member of the righteous path of heaven, Erjun knew from the stories of his predecessors since he was a child that the fate of many demons was not death, but being suppressed and then making a comeback.

Although this is what happened, it really happened to me, which made me feel as if the story was reflecting reality.

Lin Shuijun nodded, whispered a few words to A Di, and then said: "So you are the disciple of Yanling Cave Fu Ding Zhenren, then this monster and this girl will be handed over to you to deal with."

"Thank you, gentlemen." Mi Longque bowed and subconsciously glanced at the chicken egg that was hidden in the steam. He felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. Then he said solemnly to the demon woman on the altar: "Luo Xinxin, it has come to this, why don't you surrender to the law?"

"Don't be complacent."

Luo Xinxin looked at Erjun and Moyazi and said bitterly, "We will meet again sooner or later."

The two men couldn't help but look at each other, thinking that such classic words could be heard from someone with a very profound background.

(End of this chapter)