Wet viviparity

Chapter 384: Golden Needle, Transformation
Dark clouds covered the camp, and evil spirits surrounded the river.

The sky is dark and the ground is miserable, with ghost arrays, the moon is hidden and the stars are dark, with ghost soldiers. There are dark green fires all around, and red lanterns are burning in all directions.

There are several ghost generals fighting in that camp; there are countless ghost horses in this camp.

The firelight reflects the ghostly horses, and the dark shadows illuminate the ghostly soldiers.

The firelight reflects the ghostly horses, and thousands of dark flames illuminate the monsters; the dark shadows illuminate the ghost soldiers, and thousands of dark lights envelop the evil spirits.

Pulling the bowstring to release the arrow, the stars and the moon are dim and shining coldly; turning around and swinging the sword, the shadow in the fire flashes fiercely. The little ghost who rings the bell has dim eyes and can hardly open them; the ghost soldier who beats the drum gradually feels powerless in his hands.

Knives and spears were flying, ghosts were flying under the horses' hooves; swords were used to block halberds, and hot blood dripped from the helmets. Hammers and whips were dancing, and all the ghosts in the tent were killed; axes and halberds were used to injure people, and all the ghosts in the tent were dead.

They cried and raged, and killed each other, and howled in pain. The whole camp was filled with ghosts crying and shaking the long slope, and the stars and the moon were dim and the ghostly air was thick.

In the dim light, Mu Lu felt that he had entered another world in a flash, the world that Taoists often call "haoli". In his palm, which was wrapped in a ball of true qi, he was holding a fierce ghost.

This evil ghost struggled in the palm of my hand like a rabbit, spitting out evil energy from time to time, which fell on my body and formed fine frost.

After tearing the evil ghost into pieces, Mu Lu was still in a daze. The camp in front of him had turned into a hell on earth. The sounds of ghosts crying and fighting were mixed together. If you listened carefully, you could also hear the sound of Taoists chanting sutras to pray for the souls to be reborn.

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and a flash of cold light pierced through the cold fog. Mu Lu quickly used the "Five Ghosts Moving Technique" and the five tiger minions on his back blocked the cold gun. Mu Lu took advantage of the situation and snatched the spear away.

The spear felt soft in his hand, and Mu Lu took a closer look and found that it was a spear made of paper.

As he was distracted, several forks came at him at once and stabbed away the five tiger minions on his back, making it impossible for him to use magic. He had to tear off his robe and armor and use brute force to fight his way out.

"Guru, Guru!"

In the mist and gloomy wind, among the group of ghosts, Mu Lu shouted.

Suddenly, he saw a flash of golden light in front of his eyes. Mu Lu's face lit up with joy, knowing that it was Senior Brother Wu's Golden Centipede Sword. He took a few steps forward, but stopped again because a blue light was holding the golden light tightly, and the two continued to collide.

"Your Majesty, follow me."

A strong general jumped out, pulled Mulu to a military tent, and said, "My king, the master is in the tent, gathering the remaining warriors, concentrating the main force, and beheading the enemy leader."

Mu Lu was pulled and dragged, and followed subconsciously.

He had no doubts in his heart until the fire general in the camp attacked in a rage. He actually borrowed the magic power of Madam Nanhua Fire Deity and drew fire energy from the ground, making the whole camp hot. A warm current flowed through his body, driving away the cold air. Only then did he come to his senses, secretly used magic to make the strong general appear in ghost form, and then chopped him down with one palm.

Li Di is in the south, which belongs to the Fire Land. The Fire will absorb the fire energy in this direction, and when it is ejected, it will turn into hundreds of flying fire crows, thousands of soaring fire snakes, charging trains, and circling fire horses.

Suddenly, the yellow flames were orange and the red light was rolling. It instantly burned away the negative energy and burned the group of ghosts in an instant.

Wen Daoyu had already suppressed the powerful general. Seeing that the evil atmosphere in the camp had been swept away, the righteous general continued to produce fire weapons from his mouth. He then shouted to the monks of Tianteng Mountain, "Why don't you take action?"

All the cultivators on Tianteng Mountain raised a flag that was blazing with fire and thrust it towards the ground, directly sealing off the fire energy in the south.

A monk in red clothes crossed his chest with his hands, stepped out from the crowd, and faced the Fire General. He said, "When it comes to fire magic, our Tianteng Mountain is the ancestor. Old dog, you have worshipped the mountain and known the ancestors."

After saying this, the two of them started fighting.

In the military tent behind General Zhengqi, General Quhun was sitting among a pile of tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves. He and Xie Chunchi were also there, as well as several wandering cultivators. They were all waiting for the Barbarian Master, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, to come out of his meditation.

"Master, please save me and all the people."

Mu Lu, covered in smoke and fire, rushed into the tent and kowtowed before the master.

"Can you see the general clearly?"

Amid the sound of kowtows, the great master came out of meditation and asked everyone.

"See clearly."

Mu Lu said first: "He is a handsome Taoist who uses a jade seal." "Wait a minute." The Barbarian Master stroked the lion's green mane and interrupted Mu Lu, saying: "I mean, which Taoist general is he?"

Xie Chunchi beside him smiled and said, "In Lingbei, there are five generals: Luo Ji, Zhang Xiaoyuan, Jueguang, Moyazi, and Liu An. This one must be one of You Rongzi, Xu Yanzi, and Lingxuzi."

The master nodded and said, "I also know these three generals. If I can know their identities, I can increase my chances of winning the battle. Is there anyone among you who is willing to test his true identity?"

"How do you test your true identity?"

Someone in the tent asked.

Xie Chunchi took a look at the man and found him to be a casual cultivator as expected, so he said, "Xu Yanzi has a Yan bone on his head. In ancient times, this bone represented a person whose name was engraved in the immortal book. He would be led by an immortal messenger. If he gets angry, he will use this bone to bless his magic.

Lingxuzi has six fingers on his palm. Although they are not as good as Yan Gu, they are also magical.

However, this person is cautious, perhaps he has used magic to cover it up. However, if he is serious, he will definitely activate the Taiyi Jiabu true method and drive the star generals.

The other is You Rongzi, who is definitely the last person you want to see. This person has been practicing in Xiaolang Mountain, which is the residence of the Great Sage. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely be an appointed divine general in the future.

If he gets really angry, it’s hard to predict what will happen.”

The cultivators listened in silence. It sounded like each of these future leaders would be more powerful than the last, and none of them would be easy to mess with.

After Xie Chunchi finished speaking, he said to the other cultivators, "I came to Lingnan today. My mother gave me a few golden needles and told me to act accordingly. Now seems to be the right time."

When he heard about the golden needle, even the head master's eyelids jumped, and he said to the kneeling Mu Lu: "If you had known earlier that there was Tiebeigu's golden needle treasure, the four generals of Mucha Mountain would not have had to come here with all the trouble."

Mu Lu called it stupid and secretly cursed Xie Chunchi for not showing him his treasure earlier, watching him make a fool of himself here.

Although he cursed in his heart, he did not lose any effort on the surface. He turned to Xie Chunchi and said, "Senior Sister Xie has kept it a secret from me, so I have to suffer so much. Please use your magic to save my Lingnan barbarians."

"Don't worry. My family has passed down the saying that the golden needle is most powerful under the sun. It is said to be 'hidden in the formless and emitted in an unpredictable manner.' Today, when the sun is dark, we need to gather fire in the camp to increase the power of my golden needle."

"I will beat the drum to pass the order and start the fire to cheer."

Mu Lu shouted.

Soon, the drum order sounded. The barbarians in the camp heard the drum order and gradually calmed down. The men and horses were divided into groups, some to resist the enemy and some to start a fire. Soon, the camp was ablaze.

In the tent, Xie Chunchi saw bright light coming through the tent cloth on all sides, shining on his fair face. He knew the time had come, and immediately took out three golden needles that looked like wheat awns and sent them into the light. The golden needles seemed to melt into the water and disappeared.

At this moment, everyone in the camp felt the warning from their souls.

"Everyone, come back and retreat to the place where the corpses are piled!"

On the altar, where there are no taboos, Wen Daoyu shouted in a deep voice. Suddenly, he became highly alert. He flashed his palm and played his trump card - palm thunder.

There was a thunderclap, and golden light flashed wildly in the lightning. It was not dissipated by the thunder magic, and it was still piercing towards him little by little. Wen Daoyu hurriedly stopped his foot, and the altar immediately rose high, breaking away from the encirclement of the killing wandering cultivators.

Amid the flames, several more screams were heard, without any warning.

"Leave!"

General Zhenghuo rode on the flying fire, broke away from the battle circle with the monks of Tianteng Mountain, and rushed into the sky.

As a last resort, Wen Daoyu took back the precious jade seal that was suppressing the powerful general in order to deal with the pursuing Zhenghuo general. Unexpectedly, the powerful general lost his power and directly sprayed the mouth of the iron gourd towards him.

Looking at the ray of golden light piercing into the lightning outside his palm, the Fire General controlling the flying fire outside the altar, and the Mighty General holding the iron gourd and casting spells under the altar, Wen Daoyu suddenly felt a sense of being at the end of the road.

The next second, a golden light flashed outside the lightning and sank into the forehead of General Dali under the altar. Before General Dali died, he tilted the mouth of the gourd, and the sand in the gourd rushed directly at General Zhenghuo, spraying half of his body apart.

In a flash, the two generals died, and everyone was shocked.

(End of this chapter)