Wet viviparity

Chapter 408: Fate, on the Sandbank
"What do you mean by the real person?"

Fei Huzi's voice became a little deeper, and there was no longer any warm smile on his face.

"I don't want to disturb the atmosphere here, but you and I both know in our hearts that if you want to lure us away from the mountain gate by 'creating a new idea in the Yin Jing Fu Shi Gong', you have to work harder."

The voice made by the old crow was unusually calm, and the real person manipulating it behind the scenes did not sound like someone who was being ostracized or even persecuted.

"Yes!"

An old crow echoed.

Another old crow spread its wings and said sternly in the cold wind: "The cultivators in the world are like carp crossing the river, but how many people in the world can create their own secret skills, or even break through the barriers and establish new ideas on top of the original secret skills?

Among the young generation in Panku Mountain today, there is only one loyal man who has such talent.

More than ten years ago, he created a secret skill called the Snake Body based on the secret skill of the Snake Immortal lineage, and used it to practice the magic of the Fire Viper Transformation. "

“It’s not unusual.”

An old crow said, "He is a celestial being born from the thoughts of the Winged Fire Tribulation. What seems incredible to us is just normal to him. After all, their destinies are different."

"Fate?!"

An old crow sneered and said sarcastically, "It's just the fate of Huang Tian Mo Su. Under the rule of the heaven, who knows whether the future will be a disaster or a blessing? Besides, Yi Su has three thousand calamity thoughts, and he has only inherited a few. It's far less than the one in Taiping Mountain."

An old crow said suddenly, "I think the second battle at Taiping Mountain is providing these two old people who have undergone tribulation with an opportunity to experience tribulation, so that they can wash away their past and be included in the immortal class in the future."

"You ignorant fool, the Winged Fire Snake has long since perished, leaving only three thousand calamities behind. The past cause and effect is gone.

The scarlet young man was just born with most of his calamity thoughts and gained some wisdom. He and the winged fire snake can only be regarded as two similar leaves growing on the same tree. "

A group of crows were chirping here, and were finally stopped by the leading crow. If they continued to argue endlessly like this, there would be no more secrets left in their Panju Mountain.

"Fei Huzi, we have only one request, to let Ling Xuzi practice this Yin Jing Fu Shi Gong. Only with his talent can he open up a new path in this secret Gong."

"Dreaming, wishful thinking."

Taoist Feihu didn't even want to be perfunctory and just started talking directly.

"Becoming a zombie cannot avoid death once and for all. When the five hundred years of life are up, you and I will still turn into ashes under the three disasters."

With his dust tail raised, Taoist Fei Hu sneered repeatedly, and finally looked at the old crow in the lead, and said: "May I ask Master Bai, how long do you have left before you reach 500 years of life? Can you withstand the first of the three disasters?!"

The old crows beside the coffin array flew away one by one in anger, and only one was left, which was the old crow of Master Bai.

The old crow pointed the dead eyes on his chest at Fei Huzi and said calmly: "Old Taoist, for the sake of our past friendship, I will tell you a piece of news. Chi Yi Lang Jun has arrived in Lingnan and is ready to stop your disciple at any time.

In addition, at this level, small cleverness can't help you achieve great things. Don't put all your hopes on other people's stupidity. We have three disasters to worry about, but we won't necessarily be bound by you because of them."

After Old Crow left, Taoist Feihu did not dare to delay and ordered his disciple Xuan Jing to deliver the message immediately.

Lingnan, Erdaojiangkou.

Most of the Taiping disciples in Lingnan were deployed here, each leading their own soldiers to patrol the defense lines, in a state of intensive preparation for war. This situation had been maintained for many days, but there was no sound of the order to attack.

When Chiyi Langjun arrived here, he originally wanted to find out whether Lingxuzi was in charge here, but he didn't expect that the patrol here was extremely strict, as if he was intentionally guarding against a powerful enemy.

He was about to leave quietly, but he just caught a glimpse of where the light broke through the clouds in the sky, and saw a pink cloud several acres in size blocking the leaking sunlight.

"The Five Evils calls for Yundou." Chiyi Langjun looked at it for a long time and murmured.

It is said that Lingxuzi obtained this treasure behind the Ghost Gate, and he witnessed it with his own eyes.

He specifically checked the origin of this magic weapon. It turned out that when this dynasty was founded, a great monk from a side sect in Baoguang Prefecture established a legal system in Lingzhong and passed down this treasure.

Later, the Dharma lineage of that great cultivator was destroyed by Panku Mountain, and this treasure was also destroyed in the battle, causing it to be incomplete and severely damaged. Finally, it was collected by Gu Huagong, who was still a senior Panku master at that time.

Chiyi Langjun heard that in Lingxuzi's hands, although this treasure was damaged, it was good at attacking and defending, and was extremely difficult to deal with. It was said that once it was released, it would be as gorgeous as colorful clouds, and it should be the one in the sky.

He stared at the pink clouds, found the right direction, turned into a viper, penetrated the grass and drilled through the cracks, and came to the sandbar in the river.

It is not difficult to find Lingxuzi's traces on this sandbar, because the grass and trees growing on this small piece of land formed by silt are not lush, and the land does not have much undulations.

Lingxuzi was right in front of him, in the shade where the pink clouds blocked out the sunlight.

It looked like Lingxuzi was dozing off, with a Taoist book in his hand. On the cover of the book, there were faintly some small ancient seal characters reading "Miscellaneous Records of the Alchemy Methods in the Demonic Palace and Water Cave".

"Fellow Daoist Lingxu!"

Chiyi Langjun returned to his human form and took the initiative to step forward and call out.

Ji Ming did not open his eyes, still pretending to sleep, and said, "I wonder if the person coming is an enemy or a friend?"

"He is an enemy, not a friend."

"Why bother? The building is about to collapse, why not protect your future?"

Ji Ming opened his eyes and looked at this person who had crossed paths in both his past and present lives with a complicated expression. He said with a hint of advice, "Given your character, you are not the kind of person who would be so blindly loyal."

Chiyi Langjun came closer and stopped about ten feet away from Ji Ming. He then turned his head to look at the camp by the river and sighed, "I have a feeling that my coming to Lingnan has been leaked."

"Your hunch is spot on."

Ji Ming confirmed it and said, "I thought you would attack from the dark, but it seems that you have really improved your skills and you no longer need such means."

On Chiyi Langjun's weathered but handsome face, his eyebrows slightly shrunk together, and he said, "Just capturing Meng Nan has given you a lot of confidence. From the tone of your words, it seems that you already regard me as your junior."

As he was speaking and Ji Ming was listening, there was a sudden "puff" sound.

Ji Ming dodged subconsciously, but just when he was halfway dodged, something hit his shoulder. He looked carefully and saw that the tip of a thin gun was piercing his shoulder, pinning him to the ground.

The handsome man opened his mouth wide and a pointed spear shot out from his mouth.

"It's not that I don't want to kill you, but I just haven't found a good time.

I should have aimed the gun at your head, but because I wasn't sure, I changed it to your heart. Unfortunately, you dodged it, so I only shot you in the shoulder."

As Chiyi Langjun said this, he was about to retract the gun, but unexpectedly the tip of the gun seemed to be stuck on Lingxuzi's shoulder, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out even a bit.

Under the scorching sun, the weather changed suddenly. A strong wind mixed with snowflakes began to blow, blowing through the camps on the shore and across the Erdao River estuary, like waves of snow, arching over the sandbar.

Something was crawling under Ji Ming's shoulder. A centipede with a red head and a black back emerged. It was holding the tip of the spear with a pair of poisonous pincers and resisting the attack from the loyal man.

(End of this chapter)