Wet viviparity

Chapter 319: Ghost Gate, Yin and Yang Separated
The giant shadow stepped on the two snakes and swam through the ruins of the inner and outer cities. The slightest movement of its huge body caused gusts of wind.

Master Xuanying was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. He saw two red snakes carrying a huge shadow, as if they were holding up a section of a city wall and pressing down hard. Finally, they hovered in front of the ladder very nimbly.

On Fu Yu's majestic body, a snake-like thin neck twisted and turned, and a human face was lowered in front of Master Xuan Ying. A pair of icy eyes stared at him and asked, "Senior, can you teach me?"

"There are opportunities within the sect."

"it is good!"

The human head said something, and then hit the ladder.

In an instant, he followed the ladder to the dark land under the Mingming Rock and suddenly bumped into the imitation ghost door.

Dull and silent, dark and obscure.

The light of the stars cannot be seen for millions of years, and the reflection of the moon on the water cannot be seen for thousands of years.

If you don’t know up and down, it’s difficult to distinguish east from west.

In the dark and silent land of emptiness, in the misty post station between the two worlds of yin and yang.

Where the fox arrives at the courtyard, it is where ghosts and gods come and go.

When you avert your eyes, you are blind; when you stretch out your fingers, you cannot see your palm. It often seems like the night is long and the dawn is late.

"This is where?"

On the huge face that still contained a hint of ignorance, as if it were from an ancient man, a pair of icy eyes slowly opened, like two cold lights shining in the darkness, and then being swallowed up by the heavy darkness.

There was a hint of agility in his icy eyes. The soul controlled the gods. Ji Ming learned this from Moyazi, and he was not used to it yet.

It's dark here and I can't tell what's front, back, up, or down.

He has been floating ever since he entered the Ghost Gate. Even if this gate is a replica, it leads to the underworld under some sacred mountain or blessed land, or simply to the Taishan Haoli.

"The gap between yin and yang."

Ji Ming thought to himself.

He understood that he existed on the line between yin and yang, and would soon reach the underworld.

Nun Yuanren, Cui Meng, Moyazi and Chiyi Langjun all entered before him, but there was not a trace of Yuanshen or Yin Shen around.

Zhang Xinmei once said that the Ghost Gate imprisoned evil spirits and fierce ghosts, as well as the mortal enemy of the Demon Palace for a hundred years, and also contained two magic weapons, two treasures, many magic weapons, and some precious elixirs and rare treasures.

Now, not only the magic weapons and elixirs are missing, but also the demons and monsters are not seen.

With a thought, Xingxiu spread his wings and spread them out behind him. He released the two red snakes from his claws, and a cold current gushed out from under his wings. His entire giant body rushed forward.
A stream of devilish flame streaked through the darkness, and the Feique God followed it, with his deer body and four hooves swinging into the air, a knife and a sword in his mouth, chasing the stream of fire, leaving behind a Yin God with a pearl on his head.

"Why are you so anxious? That devil is not someone you can easily deal with."

Seeing the flames transformed by Chiyi Langjun and the flying sparrow god general Moyazi chasing after them like chasing a deathbed, Cui Meng sneered in his heart.

Suddenly, a peak floated in front of us. On the peak, there was a gloomy wind and a thick black fog. Ghosts emerged from caves and evil spirits appeared in caves. Ghosts and gods hung on the rocks and evil spirits were hidden on the cliffs. The dark ghost peak floated and the ghosts fell.

This peak is called 'Beiyin Peak'. It is the evil spirits that were imprisoned in the ghost gate. Over hundreds of years, they accumulated evil spirits and turned them into dark soil, thus forming this ghost peak, floating between yin and yang.

For these evildoers, as long as they do not fall from the peak, they still have a chance to return to the world of the living. Once they fall, if they are stuck in the wild grass, their life or death will no longer be in their hands.

There were demons laughing and ghosts howling on the peak. They hadn't seen any newcomers on the peak for a long time, so they warmly invited the outsiders from the darkness.

"Come, make room for you."

"Here, only unity can break through the door."

"Don't go down. If you fall into the weeds, it will be difficult to get out."

"Get out!" A flash of sword light flashed and passed straight through the peak. The ghost peak immediately trembled, and the ghosts on it stopped making noises. The peak split into two, and then the two halves of the peak collapsed.

The Liuyan Feique flew one after another, trying to pass through like Master Yuanren's sword light, but they saw the broken peaks that had collapsed and turned into smoke were drawn back to a point and then gathered into a peak. The monsters on it swooped down like a swarm of bees.

A bright red mist rose from under a bare and porous slate on the peak.

A disheveled, peeling ghost appeared inside, curled up in a tattered robe, and curled up in the red mist. He said in a vicious voice: "The ghost peak that we have been waiting for hundreds of years to build was almost destroyed by you."

As he spoke, he summoned the monsters in front of and behind the peak, and they rushed up together.

“Hurrah~”

The sound of strong wind came from far away and got closer. A huge shadow with wings spread across pushed the Yin Qi past. The extremely strong resistance caused by the excessive speed caused strange phenomena outside its body, as if it was covered with a layer of gauze, and made strange noises.

On the top of the peak, the ghosts and gods curled up in the red fog shrank back suddenly.

"Let's go! Let's go!

Get out of its way.”

The last word was shattered by the huge noise of wind, and the huge shadow leaned forward with its claws retracted, and spread its wings horizontally like a bloated one. Guifeng tried to avoid it urgently, but Cui Meng in front of the peak had not yet come to his senses.

"Is it coming towards me?"

When Cui Meng saw this giant creature of unknown origin, as soon as the thought came to his mind, the "one" had already rushed in front of him. Before it arrived, the Yin flow in front of it had been compressed during its super-speed flight, forming a bow-shaped torrent of air waves.

If it weren't for the purple scorpion soul in the divine scorpion bead on his head that pulled him back, Cui Meng's yin soul would have been caught in the shock wave, and the consequences would have been unpredictable.

"Master, it's too fast."

Cui Meng was still a little frightened. The speed didn't even give him time to warn his Yin Spirit, let alone use his "Ethereal Ruler" to pin the opponent in the void.

Inside the Divine Scorpion Pearl, the Purple Scorpion's soul looked at the "monster" that was brushing past the peak, with its wake blowing off the top of the peak, and said, "You beast, I've even given you my Divine Scorpion Pearl, yet you're still hesitating here.

In the Demon Palace, you were indifferent even when you heard that your fellow apprentice monk Lou Fan was killed. I really want to train you again."

"Master, I will take over your position peacefully. The important matter of restoring our lineage should be handed over to your disciple and grandchildren!"

"You are such a bad guy, it's hard to get rid of your evil roots. Why did I accept you as my disciple in the first place? It's no problem for you to take over my position as an immortal. But when you reach the age of 500, can you survive the lightning disaster, one of the three disasters?"

Cui Meng mumbled over with a foolish voice and dropped the divine scorpion bead back onto the top of the head.

In the side sect, it is normal for the master and the disciple to be jealous of each other. If I had not been so uncultivated, I would not have lived to this day. Others only laughed at him for being dull and short-sighted, not knowing that this was the knowledge of how to deal with the world.

Ji Ming flew all the way, gradually slowing down, thinking in his heart: "Cui Meng!"

It was just a test just now. Cui Meng's reaction was as he expected. It was still Fu Beigong's magic scorpion pearl. This magic weapon was indeed difficult to seize. It seemed that he was unable to do it alone.

"Did I overdo it?"

Ji Ming stopped and folded up General Xing's flying wings, thinking to himself.

Just after passing the peak, there seemed to be a sword light rushing past. I wonder if it was Master Yuan Ren.

"Echo ghost, go look around and listen to the sounds. I will use the magic talisman to draw down some spiritual inspiration from the heavens, and then borrow some mana from the old star god." Ji Ming called out the echo ghost and instructed him.

After experiencing the extreme speed of the Star General, the consumption of the true Qi supported by the physical body is really not small, so it is better to replenish it to be on the safe side.

The stars disappeared into nothingness, and the place seemed to return to its previous silence, as if no one had ever been here.

"Gu Hua Gong, Gu Hua Gong, disaster is coming."

A voice came, and Ji Ming's mind suddenly became focused.

(End of this chapter)