Wet viviparity

Chapter 369: Provocation, Illusion Upgrade
Outside the thatched cottage, two gentlemen were standing guard, one on the left and one on the right.

Jin Tong's sudden summons really surprised the two of them. This style was rare in Jin Tong, and the lingering trace of magic leaked from the thatched cottage made them even more nervous.

The two gentlemen looked at each other in silence, already having some guesses in their minds, and became more cautious and alert outside the hut.

"Who set up the formation here?"

A voice was heard outside, and even through the vast hot mist produced by the Three Talents and Six Harmonies Array outside the hut, it still reached the ears of the two gentlemen clearly.

The two gentlemen first introduced themselves and explained that they were here to protect Jintong. Unexpectedly, the man outside did not give up and insisted that the two gentlemen withdraw the formation, saying that both Peaks A and B were publicly owned and not the private property of one family.

Such an attitude made the two gentlemen realize that the visitor had ill intentions, so they kept silent. At worst, the man would come to break the formation and they would fight then.

When the people outside the formation saw that the two gentlemen were silent, they thought that their defenses had collapsed and they were getting anxious, so their words became more and more fierce, and they threatened them for a while, and even said that they would ask the law enforcement officers from the upper government to come over.

But after talking for a long time, he saw that the two men in the formation were unmoved, and he became angry and embarrassed.

"Xu Wenlin, and Zhao Changhe, don't think that you two can just keep silent and pretend that nothing happened. I will definitely report it to the upper house and have the brothers come and arrest you two personally."

The people outside the formation were getting a little angry and started calling the two gentlemen by their names.

"Are you really not afraid of Jin Tong at all?"

Inside the formation, Lin Shuijun asked with a strange expression.

Today, apart from Zhu Zhen, even Luo Ji cannot be sure of defeating Jin Tong, and the lesson of Liu An is right in front of us. How dare this guy to pick trouble so arrogantly?

The man outside the formation paused for a moment, showing his fierce appearance but inner strength, and said sternly: "Even if he is Jin Tong, he cannot occupy Jiafeng. There are so many disciples who came to the meeting and are still crowded at the foot of the mountain. It's ok for him to build a thatched cottage here, but he also blocked this place with a large formation, which is against the rules."

Outside the formation, a Taoist with a white face and long beard was speaking righteously. Around this Taoist, some fellow disciples had gathered, some from the three peaks and one prefecture, some from various places, mountains and altars. This undoubtedly greatly boosted the Taoist's courage.

"Come in and talk!"

Suddenly, a path appeared on the hot mist created by the formation, and outside the path there was a wall of hot mist.

"I"

The Taoist felt guilty and forced a smile.

He was ready to stir up the emotions of the crowd and seize on the fact that Jintong occupied the peak to practice, but when he turned around, the people around him had disappeared one by one and the surroundings were quiet.

Looking down at my feet again, I was already on the path.

"who are you?"

He asked at the end of the path, and found that there was an undisguised panic in his tone.

"Haha~"

A light laugh sounded, like the roar rolling from a tiger's throat, with a hint of teasing, which made the Taoist unable to remain calm. Even though he knew that he was still in Jiafeng, inside the mountain gate, he still couldn't remain calm.

"Haha~"

The chuckle turned into a loud laugh. The Taoist didn't understand what was going on and became more and more frightened.

"You are not Jin Tong. Jin Tong does not have such a method. Who are you? Are you a spy from the Ming Society lurking in the mountain gate?"

"Shut up!"

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the Taoist on the path was pulled up by countless hair-like filaments. Each filament hung a piece of skin, making the Taoist like a hedgehog. The severe pain made him scream at the top of his lungs.

Outside the thatched cottage, the two gentlemen in the formation suddenly heard a scream, subconsciously glanced at the thatched cottage, and then left the formation together.

Outside the formation, there was a group of Taoists gathered there, one of them seemed to be possessed and stood still.

This Taoist had a white face and a beard. His facial features were extremely distorted and his teeth were creaking. A kind of screaming and groaning seemed to come out from his teeth that were bleeding and his eyes that were about to pop out, which showed extreme pain and terror.

On the Taoist's skin, there were areas that seemed to be cut and divided, and each area became bruised and gradually turned purple.

Everyone here felt a chill in their hearts.

"It's an illusion!"

Someone said. A disciple from the upper house looked at the two masters and said, "Now that the conference is approaching, more and more disciples from all over the mountain are coming. Senior Brother Chen is responsible for arranging the accommodation for the disciples. It is inevitable that he may act too radically. Please, senior brothers, please be merciful."

"Deserve it!"

Jie Huojun spat on the ground and said, "There is enough space on Jiafeng to accommodate a thousand people. I think he is just itching to come here to act wild and vent his anger.

Well, now he can relax a little, I think it's good."

As he said this, Lord Jiehuo looked at the disciple from the upper house with a sidelong glance and said, "Your skin is loose too."

"No."

The man no longer had the courage to speak. The Taoist's screams were like a wild cat scratching the ground, which made people's scalps numb. Soon, the people here dispersed in twos and threes.

"Brother, please accept my magic trick!"

Finally, Linshui Jun couldn't bear to watch it anymore. The Taoist's skin had turned purple and it felt like it was about to peel off. It was really scary. If this person died here, Senior Brother Jintong would not be able to bear the blame for the killing of his fellow disciples.

In another realm, in an illusion realm called "Bei Que Zhu Palace", the Taoist who was on the path was dying and fell to the ground, with not a single piece of healthy skin on his body.

"Say it!
Who sent you here?"

In the Taoist's ears, Ji Ming's voice floated from a very far distance, as if it was in the sky.

The Taoist surnamed Chen tried hard to look up with his bloodshot eyes, and saw the hot mist outside the path dissipate. In front of a blurry jade building swaying in the depths of the clouds, there was a figure sitting. The Taoist figure was in the distance, yet it seemed very close.

"Heavenly Palace?!"

After saying this, the Taoist fainted.

"The soul is so fragile."

Ji Ming used the wonderful magic technique of Haishi Dafa, Beiquezhu Palace, and walked out of the thatched cottage leisurely. With a casual pull of his hand, several Taoists who had just left were pulled back here by the strong wind.

"Brother, we are not familiar with him."

"Carry him away and send him back to the upper house."

Ji Mingdao.

The Taoists responded quickly and worked together to carry the Taoist away.

"Haha, Senior Brother Jintong, your skills have greatly improved. You must take me with you to show off your skills in the second battle."

Jie Huojun said with a beaming smile.

"Congratulations, senior brother!"

Linshuijun bowed and was happy from the bottom of his heart.

Ji Ming glanced at Lin Shuijun and said with a smile: "It is true that you have accumulated a lot of experience. Since you have already trained the dragon and tiger, have you trained the Bixi God General? The second battle is just around the corner."

"It's almost done."

Speaking of this, Lord Linshui showed a proud look on his face, stretched out his hand and patted his chest fiercely, and some tortoise-shaped scales appeared faintly. He said: "Although the Bixi God General has not been refined by our ancestors, we can follow the instructions in the Taoist book on how to create and refine the God General.

I have already visualized the true form of this dragon son Bixi. With the help of some formation training, I will be able to refine this dragon son Bixi soon and add a little help to my brother in the battle."

"What about you?"

Ji Ming looked at Jie Huojun and asked, "Have you successfully trained the Red Crane Divine General that ranks 19th?"

Jie Huojun looked a little gloomy, but he forced himself to smile and said, "Of course I can't compare with my senior brother and eldest brother, but I haven't even touched the corner of this divine general."

Looking at A'di's expression, Lin Shuijun seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he said nothing and just sighed secretly.

"I don't know about others, but I have seen your background and talent. If you, Zhao Changhe, had the true form of the Red Crane, would you not be able to become a mere 19th-ranked Divine General?!"

Ji Ming said with a slightly gloomy expression.

(End of this chapter)