Wet viviparity

Chapter 386 Standard, Old Acquaintance
The master who had rushed into the air was struck by lightning. In just a moment, all he could hear was the rumbling sound of thunder and the flashing of lightning. It was really like:

The wind blows the green snakes dancing, the lightning flashes the red snakes swimming. The light shines in the sky, the thunder shakes the fantasy plain. The lightning pierces the clouds, the thunder cracks the rocks. The thunder in the sky appears in an instant, and the mountains and rivers are all moved.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, the barbarian master fell down like a torn cloth bag, with burnt smoke rising from the air.

Ji Ming waited for a while, and when he saw that Master Mantou was no longer moving, he felt disappointed and thought to himself, "What on earth am I expecting? He is just a ghost. Can I use him to measure the me of my current self?"

"Give him a ride."

Ji Ming patted Qianshou'er's fat head.

Qianshou'er crawled out and came to the front of the Mantou Master. He saw that the lightning horns on the charred lion head of the broken body were still flashing, as if it was still struggling.

Seeing this, Qianshouer said: "This thunder is also an illusion. It's a pity that a ghost like you practice magic but not mind, so it's difficult to break the illusion. Otherwise, even if this thunder strikes you thousands of times, it will only be like a spring breeze blowing on your face."

The master's beastly lips moved, but Qianshou'er did not listen to him. All his hundred hands moved together to wipe it out on the ground.

After getting rid of the Barbarian Master, Ji Ming withdrew his magic and walked onto the altar with no taboos. Then a group of people were escorted to him, two of whom were holding a big stake and were escorted to the front.

There was a name engraved on the pole. Ji Ming looked carefully and saw the six big characters "Ambassador Xunfeng Manlei".

"I see!"

Ji Ming looked at the two people who were being held in front of the altar and were still protecting the big stake. These two should be the backup plan of the Barbarian Master. They had hidden the talisman stake for borrowing thunder magic long ago, and would secretly send the two to borrow the magic when the danger came.

This move was not very clever, but it was very practical. Unfortunately, his skills were higher than others.

The fire in the camp had been put out. Taiping disciples were working in groups of two, collecting the bodies, chanting mantras for peace and rebirth, and busy making soul-guiding banners. Hopefully on the seventh day, they could attract the souls of the dead barbarian soldiers, offer them food and refine their souls, and then increase the number of soldiers and horses to the altar.

The first battle was a victory, and the Taoists only suffered minor injuries, so everyone was happy. Among them, Wen Daoyu even suggested that Ji Ming make a concerted effort to launch a war against the big camps in Lingnan to achieve this great victory in one fell swoop.

Ji Ming did not speak, but looked at the talisman stake with great interest, and said to the two men, "Show me how to use this stake."

The two were very nervous and sweating profusely, looking at the few rampant soldiers outside.

The old ghosts laughed awkwardly and handed over two sledgehammers. Then the two men began to swing the hammers, hitting the piles alternately. Rain clouds in the sky gathered in response, and soon became thick and heavy.

"Humph~"

"Ha~"

The two men did not stop. They panted heavily and smashed harder and harder. Their noses were spitting air and their eyes were red. It was obvious that they were trying to use this trick to kill the enemy.

Just as the two were eager to smash the stakes and borrow the Dharma, the Yaksha Qian Geng took the initiative to take out the iron pestle to subdue demons, and smashed the two men into two large pools of bone and flesh, which were stuck on the mud in front of the altar.

After the death of these two people, all the Taoists dared not breathe a word and suppressed their joy, only because Jintong's face looked slightly gloomy.

The battle was won in one go, and the situation was turned around in an instant. Jin Tong didn't even show his face, but everyone was impressed by his method. Even the monks from Tianteng Mountain in the Southern Wilderness were completely convinced.

In front of the altar, Wu Dongye, Xie Chunchi, King Mulu, the Soul-Driver, several other surviving Panku disciples, and nearly a thousand barbarian soldiers were all waiting for Ji Ming's decision.

"I know you."

Xie Chunchi stared at Ji Ming and said with a half-happy and half-sad expression on his face.

For the first time, Ji Ming cast his gaze towards Xie Chunchi, nodded, and said, "Nice to meet you again, Brother Xie from the Goddess Cave at Huaguang Peak."

"Thank you, Daoist friend." Xie Chunchi showed a pale smile with a little bit of heartache, which made everyone understand that there must be a story between the two. "Lingxuzi, you used to call me by my nickname, 呐呐 in the Goddess Cave. Now am I only worthy of calling you Daoist friend?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the camp became eerily quiet. If there had been slight breathing and panting sounds just now, now even that was gone. Wu Dongye and Mu Lu, who were tied up nearby, looked at Xie Chunchi in surprise.

Xie Chunchi did not have a good reputation in the mountain gate. This woman was loose in nature and did not abide by etiquette. If it were not for her mother Tiebei Gu's supervision, she would have been having sex with those male lovers she kept outside.

But they didn't expect that Xie Chunchi was quietly having an affair with this Taiping Dao general. For a moment, Wu Dongye and Mu Lu had different thoughts.

Ji Ming did not deny that he knew Xie Chunchi. He even gave everyone room for imagination. He stretched out his hand and untied Xie Chunchi, saying, "Stay aside and don't make trouble."

Seeing Lingxuzi on the altar helping her to untie her restraints and speaking to her in a gentle voice, as if they were old friends meeting, Xie Chunchi was a little flattered. In just a moment, the looks of the Taoists around her changed completely.

These righteous monks, who just now treated her as an object, a trophy, and a member of a heretic sect, became extra cautious with her because of Lingxuzi's attitude on the altar.

"Thank you, Miss. I'm sorry for offending you just now."

Wen Daoyu said in a low voice.

Erjun had a strange look on his face, but he still lowered his posture and nodded slightly to Xie Chunchi.

"Thank you, fairy." Yaksha Qian Geng brought a gourd of elixir and said carefully, "Sorry, sorry, take some elixir to heal yourself first."

Huang Ling pulled the dizzy Xie Chunchi over and said with a funny smile: "Sister, don't pay attention to these snobbish people. It's boring. Let's just stay here and watch."

On the altar, Ji Ming faced Wu Dongye, Mu Lu, and the blind soul-driving general.

"Do you guys have anything to say?"

Jiming asked.

The situation of the mountain people in several villages in Lingnan is not optimistic. They are all diehard resistance elements and it is difficult to suppress them by force in a short time. If time is wasted for a long time, Ji Ming will miss the opportunity to make great achievements.

However, the situation is still unclear and the Five Immortals have not taken any action yet. Ji Ming is not going to take any action, although he has a little patience.

Although his patience was limited, it was enough for him to try to see if there was a possibility of a peaceful solution.

The God-Driver turned his face slightly to reveal his terrifying eye sockets, and said, "Lingxuzi, don't let your imagination run wild. The hundreds of thousands of barbarians in Lingnan have their own backbone. They will not allow you, Taipingshan, to take over this place peacefully and change our traditions."

As he said this, he chuckled and shouted, "If you want this place, then kill them! Suppress once, stabilize once, suppress twice, stabilize twice, suppress three times, stabilize three times."

"Then let's suppress it first."

Ji Ming looked at Er Jun, Wen Daoyu and the others and said, "Let's see the effect and also see the reaction of Master Meng, the disciple of Master Teng."

The Fire Master, one of the two masters, looked at the Taoists around him and smiled inexplicably. It was obvious that no one wanted to suppress the mountain people and ruin their reputation, so he asked in public: "Brother Jintong, how strong is the suppression?"

Just as Lord Jiehuo had asked this question, a violent cold current blew over, carrying a giant shadow three meters high that descended, trampling on the two snakes and landing directly among the nearly a thousand barbarian captives. The cold current spread on the ground, and the huge number of barbarian soldiers were instantly frozen into ice sculptures.

"Just follow this standard."

As he spoke, Ji Ming looked around at the crowd and said, "Everyone should follow this standard. The two gentlemen will supervise. If anyone slacks off, you don't have to report to me. I will punish them according to military law and kill them on the spot."

(End of this chapter)