Wet viviparity

Chapter 303: Setting up an altar and seeking for a chance
Ji Ming stared at Huo Huan's receding figure, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, he also secretly admired him.

For a casual cultivator, it is a miracle in itself that he controls a Taoist business, and an exclusive Taoist business, which has not been divided up by the "big sharks" from the orthodox and side sects.

However, for this Taoist Huo Huan, he seemed to be trying to create another miracle. He voluntarily allowed himself to be restricted in an attempt to support the master of the Demon Palace in establishing a new religion so that he could become a founder and achieve the huge leap from a casual cultivator to a founder of a side sect.

Unfortunately, the Lord of the Demon Palace had committed many sins, and due to the accumulation of cause and effect, he suffered this disaster.

Above the top rock, a curtain of water was already leaking down, sparsely, with an increasingly dull rumbling sound, like brewing thunder, and soon thousands of tons of lake water burst out, rushing down like a wild horse breaking free from its reins.

The flood carried mud, sand, and rocks, and struck everything with overwhelming force. The top rock layer collapsed under the impact of the surging current, as if the devil's palace was groaning in pain.

The yellow dragon tumbled in the water, its broken scales looking brand new, and then it twisted itself in the water, causing the hanging waves to be pulled up into an arc, with the end of its flow being directed to the inner city, where it rushed onto the silkworm smoke net covering the outside of the palace.

Ji Ming withdrew his gaze from the inner city, and went on to harvest the "stragglers" among the monsters in the outer city, and headed towards the bamboo garden outside the west gate of the inner city.

This large garden is never exposed to sunlight all year round. The bamboo forest grows underground, but it grows extremely lush and green, as if it has absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and condensed into a sea of ​​​​green bamboo.

In the bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves swayed gently, making a rustling sound. The two gentlemen were meditating outside to regulate their qi and did not easily enter the forest.

"You're here!"

Fire Master unconsciously used the honorific and asked, "What should we do next?"

Ji Ming looked at the two lords, made hand gestures and bowed, saying: "Right now, the inner city magic palace is sealed, Ding Minjun and Jiaolong are leaking water outside to break the law, and several great aliens in the palace are moving together, making the place a mess.

At this moment, we don't need to intervene and we don't know where to start. We can just wait for the right opportunity.

Now I come here to ask for a piece of precious bamboo in the forest. This action will surely alarm the ghost god on the tower of the inner west gate, so I hope you two can help me. "

Linshui and Jiehuo nodded at the same time. Linshui said first, "We brothers have cooperated with you on two secret missions and have benefited a lot from it. We have also become friends and our relationship is far better than that of ordinary Taoist friends.

Jin Tong was quite surprised by what he said. "

"Exactly, exactly."

Jie Huojun said anxiously.

"Haha~"

Ji Ming nodded and smiled, "Well, I won't be polite anymore. The precious bamboo in the forest is related to the magic palace master's rare treasure. If it weren't for the few great masters in the palace restraining the magic palace master, I would hardly want to take the treasure."

Jie Huojun's face was filled with joy, but he was happy for Ji Ming. He was just that kind of person. If he liked someone, he would be willing to open his heart to them. But if he didn't like someone, he would pretend not to see them, no matter how good they were.

He bowed to Ji Ming and said, "The devil's doom has come. Brother, this is your chance."

"You guys have a chance too." Ji Ming pointed at the Wrongly Dead Demon Palace and said, "When they are both defeated, we will go to the grass pond in the palace, which is also the bedroom of the second master in the palace.

There is a water cave there, which is a place for refining magic. There must be a lot of talismans, Taoist books, magic spells, secret alchemy, divine rituals, etc. "

The two gentlemen were fascinated by what they heard. Linshui Jun was a man of great wisdom and calmness. He pulled Jiehuo Jun, who was still in joy, and together with Jiehuo Jun, they bowed deeply to express their gratitude to Ji Ming.

“People from the same mountain don’t talk about different schools.

We have been through thick and thin together, and since I already know the fate here, why shouldn’t I tell you about it?”

Ji Ming lifted up the two gentlemen who were bowing and said with a smile: "The two gentlemen, please put away your joy for now. There are still many great secrets in this Wrongful Death Demon Palace. We need to work together and support each other."

Outside the bamboo garden, Ji Ming had many private conversations with the two gentlemen, and their relationship became more harmonious.

During the conversation, Ji Ming had a vague feeling that even the usually steady and thoughtful Lin Shuijun seemed to start to listen to him. This change was not due to the little benefit he gave him at the moment, but the goodwill accumulated over time.

Ji Ming went into the forest alone. The two gentlemen, following Ji Ming's instructions, went around the garden and hid and waited under the tower at the west gate.

In the bamboo forest, the bamboos were tangled and the wind blew away the bamboos' rhythm. Ji Ming strolled among them, without any eagerness to find treasures. The wisdom bamboo was not a common treasure, but a spiritual one, a treasure of Buddhism, and one needed to have a chance to find it.

If one only seeks treasure and searches in the forest, he will end up being the last one to find it.

Of course, according to Ji Ming's usual personality, he would treat it as fate even if there was no fate. Ji Ming didn't know how deep his fate with this bamboo was. He thought back to when he went to the "Altar of the Cemetery" to pay homage to the Burnt-faced Ghost King, but unfortunately, because of his shallow fate, he was sent back to the world of the living by a Void Mother.

This time he was a little unsure, so he released the echo ghost from the magic talisman.

This ghost has achieved some success in comprehending the Wuchao Wormfire Samadhi. He has acquired Buddhist teachings and is becoming more and more mysterious. Perhaps he can be of great use here.

There were gusts of refreshing breeze in the forest as Ji Ming strolled along. The green bamboos, each as thick as his arm, swayed slightly. Amid the rustling sound, there were faint sounds of chanting floating in the air along with the fragrance of the bamboo breeze.

These strands of Prajna bamboo are the materials that the Demon Palace's master needs to refine in order to transform into wings and form coiled arms.

On the ground, the echo ghost's vortex-shaped body moved left and right among the sharp bamboo shoots.

"how?"

“No chance!”

"No shallow relationship?"

Ji Ming asked without giving up.

"none!"

"All dharmas arise from causes and conditions. The Tathagata says this is the cause. When the causes and conditions of those dharmas are exhausted, the great ascetic says this."

Ji Ming's face darkened slightly, and he said, "Speak human language."

"Everything in the world is born out of the combination of cause and condition, and will cease when the cause and condition are exhausted. The rise and fall of fate is a natural law, so there is no need to force it, sir."

"very good!"

Ji Ming paused, no longer strolling leisurely, looking at the two dark towers facing west, and said, "Who can explain the depth of the relationship? Even the great monk cannot fully explain its wonders."

"Please enlighten me, sir."

"Watch."

Ji Ming tapped the bag lightly, and out of the bag came the seven treasures of Buddhism: gold beads, silver sand, colored glaze, coral, amber, giant clam and agate.

Then, he used his great catching hands to clear out a piece of space in the forest, kneaded the soil to make an altar, and on the bottom of the altar he laid a layer of colored glaze, coral, amber, giant clam, and agate, then the next layer was covered with gold beads, and then the next layer was covered with silver sand.

This is a seven-treasure Buddhist altar. There is nothing special about it. You can just lay out the seven treasures as usual.

After setting up the Seven Treasures Buddha altar, the Echo Ghost nearby realized that his master wanted to use the great power of Buddhism to communicate with the hidden Buddha treasures in the forest. This was a clever move, but he didn't know which great power the master wanted to call upon.

In recent years, he served the master. In addition to seeing the master diligently offering the Three Heavenly Dao Color Pictures in the cave, there was also a picture of cranes and deer playing with grass, which symbolized the Three Life Star Gods. There were no other pictures of Buddhist powers, or statues of gods, spirit tablets, etc.

Could it be...cramming?

The echo ghost dismissed the thought, saying that the master was a man of great wisdom and could foresee things ahead, and would not do such an unpredictable thing.

"Prepare a vegetarian feast and give alms with great compassion.

Relieve the hungry and share the Dharma food.

Wandering in the void, saving all without limit.

The merits of burnt noodles are the result of good cooking.

The underworld sits in peace and rewards with nectar.

King Pingdeng, come tonight."

On the altar, Ji Ming began to sing praises. Inside the two tall towering pavilions, a certain ghost or god was reviving.

(End of this chapter)