Wet viviparity

Chapter 437: Please, Arrive at the Ancestral Land
The floating clouds floated in the sky all the way, and on the two southeast routes, they captured any villages they encountered, destroyed any caves they encountered, and hid any caves they encountered. They struck for 200 miles and reached the ancestral land of Panku.

At this time, Ji Ming was already in a deep valley. He saw steep cliffs on both sides, towering into the sky and often surrounded by clouds and mist. On the cliffs, moss was covered, so green that it was difficult to climb.

There was only a natural stone path that was vaguely visible on the road ahead, suspended in the air, hundreds of feet above the valley bottom. It was hidden in the mountains and connected to the clouds, as if it had become a heavenly road leading into the sky.

The valley bottom is deep, the waves are surging, the waterfalls are hitting the rocks, the water is splashing, and the water vapor is everywhere, forming a hazy mist.

The sound of waves is like thunder in my ears, but it is difficult to see the true shape of the water. The scenery is so steep that it connects the blue sky above and the abyss below. It is difficult for even birds to cross.

On Fuxia, there were only a few people in the tribe, and this was the significance of Ji Minghe's two routes in the southeast.

The Five Poisons Blessed Land is an environment where enemies are everywhere. Even though he can form an army by himself, he is not someone who can know everything. Coming from Gushan, although there are no more powerful enemies from the four realms along the way, there are quite a few who have cultivated armor.

By now in the second battle, this generation had already figured out a guerrilla-style fighting method, fully utilizing the property of the armor they refined that could injure but not kill.

Under such circumstances, if Ji Ming went in alone, even if he did not encounter strong enemies in the Five Poisons Blessed Land, he would definitely be exhausted to death or dragged to death.

Now the two routes in the southeast are merged, and they will attack all the way. If there are any injured on the way, they will heal on the spot. After their injuries recover, they will swim out on their own. In this way, he can maintain his condition and arrive at the ancestral land of Panku.

"Master, please take a break."

Ji Ming asked Master Yuan Ren who was standing beside him. He had witnessed the murderous nature of the master along the way.

Back then, the Jiming Rock at the entrance of the Demon Palace on Mingyu Mountain was dyed red and shone with a red light because of the nun's killing of demons. At that time, he had some understanding of the nun's murderous nature. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he had a completely different feeling.

No wonder the nun never commented on his massacre of the barbarians in Lingnan since she met him. She was afraid that if the nun came in person, she would only kill more people.

"It doesn't matter!"

There was no sign of fatigue in the nun's eyes. In her hand, she held a small golden leek knife that was only a finger long and as thick as a chopstick. But such a precious weapon was enough to frighten the remaining elite troops from the second southeast route.

"In front of us is Chaogou Mountain, the ancestral land of the Xie Lao lineage."

Wen Daoyu and his Taoist companion Huang Ling walked forward, passed the two gentlemen, and carefully approached Ji Ming, as if approaching some kind of magic, and said in awe: "The stone path ahead leads to the Mountain and River Palace."

"What do you want to say?"

Jiehuojun showed rare sensitivity to Wen Daoyu's move forward.

Today, even if Jie Huojun is slow, he understands the enormous power in the hands of Senior Brother Jintong. With the help and operation of Senior Brother Jintong, he and his elder brother are about to accumulate three thousand good karmas again.

Now the lightning attack on Gou Mountain means another great achievement.

Good deeds can be exchanged for almost everything needed for spiritual practice on the mountain, in the caves, and with the immortal ancestors, while every meritorious deed, every recorded in the Taoist scriptures, is what determines your position on the mountain.

Why was Master Baoqu restrained by Senior Brother Jintong, but he remained calm and could only express his dissatisfaction secretly by using less magic power? It was because Senior Brother Jintong had made many outstanding achievements and had this pressure on him.

"Senior brother."

Wen Daoyu ignored Jie Huojun's words. He had always been sensible with his senior brother, so he would naturally not let Jie Huojun's words ruin the impression he had worked so hard to build.

He said: "Now, almost all the immortal elders from various factions have come out in full force, but the ancestral land involves the Yinsha Spirit Cave of the blessed land, and it is also the node of the earth veins under the blessed land. We must be careful, so I ask Senior Brother to open the altar to ask for a general."

"Seeking a general?"

Ji Ming looked at the nun and Master Baoqu.

Nun Yuanren had a strange look on her face. Needless to say, Ji Ming knew that the Nun didn't have many connections in heaven. Then, looking at Master Baoqu, who looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, he seemed to still have some anger in his heart, so there was no need to count on him much.

"Senior brother, I."

Seeing Jintong looking at him, Jiehuojun looked embarrassed.

He was about to explain in a low voice, but he saw that his senior brother had already glanced at him, so he swallowed his words and secretly vowed that he must earn a reputation in the Southern Dipper Seven Killings Palace so that he could use it to ask for the gods from heaven in the future. It seems that Wen Daoyu is a famous person in the Heavenly Court of the Seven Killings Palace, but he remembered that it should not be a position with a sense of presence.

After passing the two gentlemen, Ji Ming looked towards Xu Yanzi's group on the east side of the mountain. Seeing that everyone along the way had a gloomy look on their faces, as if they had lost their parents, his gaze returned to Wen Daoyu.

"Junior Brother Wen, what's the plan?"

Wen Daoyu looked at Huang Ling, who took out two large stakes. Ji Ming looked at them and felt that they looked familiar. These were the two barbarian thunder stakes seized from Master Mantou, one of the four generals of Mucha Mountain.

Ji Ming had no interest in these two talismans, but later Wen Daoyu asked him to study the thunder magic on them.

"Brother, I had some adventures in my early years, and I have some shallow connections in the Five Thunder Palace of the Thunder Department. Through these two barbarian thunder talisman stakes, I may be able to summon the gods and immortal officials under the five barbarian thunder messengers of the Five Thunder Palace."

To be honest, Wen Daoyu felt some pressure when he came up with this strategy.

After all, please come down to it, he must have made a significant contribution to this great achievement. If Senior Brother Jintong is stubborn and does not want others to get a share of the credit, then he will be in a dilemma.

Of course, since he offered this strategy, he must have been concerned about his senior brother's character.

My senior brother always gives people a contradictory feeling. He is strong, domineering, arbitrary, a little protective of his shortcomings, but he is also extremely pragmatic.

Such a person would certainly have considerable charm, but his radiance certainly does not have the friendliness and friendliness of Zhang Xiaoyuan, who has an aura that can swallow mountains and rivers and a natural divine power.

If this is the case, Zhang Xiaoyuan should be more popular than his senior brother in the mountain. However, on the contrary, his senior brother's popularity in the mountain is actually slightly higher. This is a seemingly counter-intuitive and illogical result that many people find difficult to understand.

Just think about it carefully, there are several people around Zhang Xiaoyuan who stand out.

It was not until the Battle of Songfeng Cliff that Tiger Eye of Tianhe Peak and Xu Mozi and Qingnangzi of Shangfu became somewhat famous, but this brilliance was soon overshadowed by Zhang Xiaoyuan.

In Lingnan, Senior Brother Jintong showed a loose style that was completely opposite to his domineering style. Unless it was a key decision in Lingnan, it would be difficult to find Senior Brother on weekdays, which gave them room to display their personal abilities.

Therefore, the cohesion of the Lingnan section was extremely strong. Even after Senior Brother Jintong came back, he immediately formulated a strategy to merge the two southeastern routes, and there was not much objection from top to bottom.

"It's rare that you have this intention."

Jimin nodded and said.

The Taoists worked hard and the soldiers fought bravely, so this was also a kind of success for him.

"Could you please give me the spiritual materials that you are missing?"

Jiming asked.

Wen Daoyu felt relieved, and his fellow Taoist Huang Ling, who had a worried look on her face, also relaxed and felt lucky for their son Yulang to have met a wise master. The people from Tianteng Mountain also smiled at each other and looked excited.

Ji Ming took all of this in and thought to himself, "Junior Brother Wen is quite good at this. It seems that he has completely gained the approval of all the cultivators in Tianteng Mountain. This will be the foundation for him to open his own cave in the future.

It seems that among all the Lingnan people, only Junior Brother Wen can be said to have great potential.

Although Linshuijun has cultivated the Bixi Divine General and demonstrated attainments in formation and Taoism that even I cannot reach, he has no support behind him and may be worried about lack of successors.

As for the Heguan crowd, we can only look to the next generation.”

"Senior brother."

Wen Daoyu said in a tone as if he was issuing a military order, "Nothing else is needed. Just give the order, and I will summon the soldiers from the Five Thunder Palace."

"good!"

Ji Ming sat high up in the clouds and nodded.

(End of this chapter)