Wet viviparity

Chapter 419: Immortal Palace, Golden Rooster Immortal
The two gods under the Xiantian Panqu sacred tree in the mountains, judging from Ji Ming's several contacts with them, were definitely extremely snobbish, and judging people by their appearance was their specialty.

Behind that ghost door, the old monster Gu Huagong who had reached the fifth level of calamity, Master Xuanying, Mr. Chiyi and Ji Ming, all of them were let in based on their relationship and background.

Later, when facing the descendants of the Green Bird, the messenger of the Taishan Divine Bird [Dou Shi], the performance of the two gods could be described by the word "groveling".

Of course, Ji Ming believed that these two gods were not the only ones in heaven who flattered the powerful and looked down on the weak. Even he could not avoid such thinking sometimes. However, this bad habit was disappearing little by little, naturally, as he improved his cultivation.

This change is somewhat similar to the meaning that when one has enough food and clothing, one will know honor and disgrace, and when the granaries are full, one will know etiquette. As long as Ji Ming's needs for spiritual practice are met, he does not mind becoming a noble person who is free from vulgar interests.

But if he is not satisfied and is stuck in the same place, he will not be bound by benevolence and kindness, nor be fettered by worldly etiquette and morality. He will clearly know what kind of person he really is.

At sea, the beating of the drum by Xiao Longzi paused noticeably, and the momentum of the wave-jumping shrimp commander swinging his golden claws three feet away slipped.

In the mountains, the god Tu under the Ghost Gate kicked up the god Lei who was still sleeping soundly. Lei stretched his body with sleepy eyes, lifted up a hill covering his body, and said, "Didn't they say that they would take turns every ten years? The next ten years haven't come yet!"

Tu told Lei about the situation outside the mountain, and Lei woke up immediately. He grabbed a handful of floral mud from the ground and threw it outside the mountain. It turned into a handful of dust, and a bridge flew out of the dust, spanning the outside of the mountain.

"Please ask the messenger to go up the bridge and into the mountain!"

The God-man Lei in the mountains said so.

Ji Ming took a look at the little dragon on the sea. It had a single horn on its forehead, an ox nose, two red whiskers, a streak of blue-purple mane on its back, and two scaly arms holding drumsticks. It was staring at him unwillingly.

"Ah!"

Ji Ming chuckled and walked onto the stone bridge. The remaining host tried to climb the mountain even more frantically.

"This task is not difficult."

On the stone bridge, Ji Ming thought to himself.

Ji Ming walked with his walking stick, looking at the mountains in the distance from the bridge.

He saw that above the fairy mountain and the sacred tree, within the canopy of the tree that was entangled with clouds and blocked out the sun for more than a thousand miles, there was a fairy place with jade buildings, sparkling with silver light and dazzling with pearly light.

Using his magic eyes to take a closer look, he could see the Yunxiao Treasure Pavilion, with its crystal door decorated with silver nails; and beside the Juxian Terrace, a brocade phoenix was flying over the red door.

There are winding paths and corridors, which are finely carved everywhere; double eaves and overlapping arches, and layers of dancing phoenixes and flying dragons.

On the top of the roof there is a green, bright, round, shiny, and loud gem-bead dome; on the left and right are the sounds of dense, layered, crisp, slippery, and shining bead curtains.

This is exactly: the fairyland has all kinds of rare treasures, and the world is full of treasures. Jade palaces and jade buildings are in the blue sky, and exotic plants and flowers reflect the sky. The jade deer standing in front of the courtyard worships the immortals, and the holy spirit flies under the dark clouds. If people have the opportunity to travel to the fairyland, they will not be stained by the mundane world.

"Qinghua Palace!"

Ji Ming thought to himself.

He reluctantly withdrew his gaze. If he could enter that fairy palace, his life in this mysterious world would not be in vain.

Walking forward, you can see an arched branch at the northeast end of the sacred tree. The treetops bend down and touch the ground, forming a natural gate, which is one of the only two ghost gates in the world.

There, two great gods stood on both sides of the Ghost Gate like two mountains. Both of them had bare chests, black beards, and two horns on their heads. The one holding a reed rope was the god Tu.

“People in the building!

"The people in the building!"

Ji Ming was walking on the bridge when he suddenly heard a voice calling him. The expressions of Tu and Lei under the bridge in front of him changed visibly.

When the root called him, Ji Ming subconsciously ignored it. A leaf of fine energy popped out from his finger and hit his back directly. He was ready to use this magic to quickly escape from the ghost gate.

"Why hurry?"

A hand as warm as jade grasped the Jing Gang Qi Leaf just one second before the leaf released its Jing Gang Qi. The timing was just right, and it shocked Ji Ming on the bridge just right.

When Ji Ming turned around, he saw a Taoist behind him.

This Taoist wore a white jade lotus crown, a red robe, a necklace on his chest, a white face without a beard, a nose like an eagle hook, flames outside his head, and golden wings hanging from his back.

"I didn't know the immortal was calling me. What a sin, what a sin!"

Ji Ming looked terrified and bowed on the bridge. "I know why you're here."

The immortal smiled and pointed at the long staff in Ji Ming's hand and said, "The old star god gave you this "Panlong peach wood staff" shadow, probably so that you can come secretly, but not so that you can make such a big scene."

Ji Ming glanced at the two gods who were avoiding him, then glanced at Qinghua Palace, and finally asked hesitantly, "Who are you?"

"You already have the answer in your heart."

The immortal said.

"The golden rooster on the sacred tree."

Ji Ming said.

"Of course."

The immortal nodded, and then turned to the Qinghua Palace on the top of the sacred tree and said, "Taiping Sect, you don't have to worry about me having any bad intentions towards you. Back then, when your Patriarch Wang performed the method of refining and rebirth for his wife, he came here to ask me to let his wife's soul return to the world of the living in the Golden Rooster Ridge, which is within the line of yin and yang."

"Thank you, Immortal."

Judging from the Golden Rooster Immortal's intention, it seemed that he had done a favor to Grandmaster Wang. Ji Ming was about to thank him politely, but the Golden Rooster Immortal waved his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't help your Grandmaster Wang."

Ji Ming was speechless. This Golden Rooster Immortal really had a bad taste.

"Does the Immortal have any instructions here?"

Jiming asked.

"It's not really an order. You belong to the immortal class in Yanshou Palace, and I am an idle immortal in Taiyi Qingmu Mountain. But your coming here is related to me, so I have to show up and tell you."

Ji Ming's heart sank, and he said, "Please enlighten me, Immortal!"

"The old star master is a hermit immortal, a wise star in the sky. His dragon-shaped peach wood staff is also made from a nine-bend branch of the sacred tree. The old star master asked you to throw this precious shadow into the ghost gate to seal off my Taoist temple, Jinji Ridge, and to warn me to keep myself safe and not bring disaster to the sacred tree."

The Golden Rooster Immortal stood with his hands behind his back, and as he spoke he turned to look at Ji Ming. His gaze was so deep that Ji Ming felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, and he almost couldn't stand on the bridge.

"Haha~
Don't be nervous, just treat it as a casual conversation."

The Golden Rooster Fairy said.

"The old star god didn't say anything else, just let me send this staff into the gate of hell."

Ji Ming forced himself to remain calm.

"Is this true?"

"really!"

"Humph!"

The Golden Rooster Immortal snorted and said, "I am on top of the sacred tree. I have known the rising sun for thousands of years. I have dispelled evil spirits and driven away ghosts. I have made great contributions to protecting the sacred tree. I have great virtues towards the heaven and earth, so I can be considered half the master of this sacred tree.

The old star god got the Nine-bend Peach Branch from the sacred tree, refined it into a Panlong Peach Wood Staff, and also had the chance to pick the first fairy peach grown on this sacred tree. He owed me a lot of karma, which should have been owed to me as the half-master, but he insisted on repaying the favor to this sacred tree. It's really ridiculous and lamentable. "

Ji Ming thought to himself that it was no wonder that the old star god did not come himself. He must be at odds with the Golden Rooster Immortal. If the karma and favors were still with the Golden Rooster Immortal, then it would only be a nuisance for himself. If it were him, he would not come here in person.

"Even gods don't always have their way."

Ji Ming thought.

"The Immortal wants me to give up the mission of the old star master."

Ji Ming said with a heavy tone.

If the Golden Rooster Immortal stopped him, then his trip would be in vain and the Golden Fortune Messenger from Yanshou Palace would also be in vain.

Just when Ji Ming was feeling depressed, the Golden Rooster Immortal stood on the bridge and said with a smile: "Gains and losses are not in the heart, but honor and disgrace are all shocking. Little Taoist, you haven't cultivated the skill of the heart yet!"

(End of this chapter)