Wet viviparity

Chapter 45: Fierce Battle, Longevity Method

Ji Ming came riding on the wind and landed on the eaves of the building.

This little Ruyi technique, combined with the flying centipede's poison, is simply an assassination weapon.

If he could learn the Great Ruyi Technique, which could be big or small, he would dare to challenge even a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm.

Ji Ming was lying on a tile. His shrunken body could be completely covered by a piece of dry bird droppings on the eaves.

In the observation deck below, the three men were preparing to open the ceremony.

Up to now, Ji Ming has only learned the Yin Corpse Fire Altar, and the Menfeng Sitting Altar of the Scorpion Heart Fasting Ceremony which he learned from Yu Xiao.

"Open the altar!"

The Taoist priest in a cassock picked up an old peach wood sword in front of the altar and pointed it at the three tablets on the table.

"open!"

"open!"

The two Kun Daoists shouted in succession.

On the altar table, the tablet was trembling faintly. A slight cold wind blew onto the observation deck, and three shadows flowed out from the tablet.

They were above the incense and candles, taking deep sniffs as the incense and candles burned at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The three of them sat separately, watching the incense and candles being sniffed. This was the necessary food for sending out the little ghosts, especially those ghosts who were cultivated by their own family.

Ji Ming crawled under the tiles and looked at everything in the observation deck with great interest.

When the incense and candles burned out, the three shadows bowed to the three Taoists respectively, and then listened attentively.

"We won't waste time on idle talk. The reason I summoned you again is not to move the treasure, but to search for the talisman map in the garden."

As he spoke, he took out three folded talismans.

"After the matter is accomplished, the three talisman foods will naturally belong to you."

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in the observation tower, making a whistling sound, which seemed to be the response of the three ghosts on the altar.

"Go!"

Following the Taoist's order, the cold wind blew the three ghosts out of the observation tower.

Ji Ming looked outside the stage, secretly comparing his Yin Feng Technique with his own, and still felt that he was better.

"Brother, how long will it take us to collect this treasure?" The slightly coquettish Kun Dao couldn't help but complain, "The Grandmaster has been in charge of the Four Sad Clouds Temple for more than 230 years, but now he has to search for jewels and treasures just to befriend an outsider."

"He is a great monk, how can you call him that privately by someone who is not a Buddhist?"

The Taoist who was called Senior Brother pulled his robes together, looking very dissatisfied.

“Not to mention the great powers of the master, our great master alone is already over 213 years old, and is almost at the end of his foundation-building period.

The old man has already cultivated the Yang Dragon and Yin Tiger, and he is only a little short of the right temperature to achieve the intercourse between the dragon and the tiger and obtain the golden elixir. How can he not seek help from other methods to extend his lifespan? "

As he spoke, the senior brother put his hands together and said, "If you want to prolong your life, only the secret Buddhist method can do it."

“This is against the will of heaven!”

Suddenly, the third person, Kun Dao, frowned and spoke.

As soon as these words were spoken, the observation deck fell silent for a moment, leaving only the sound of nervous breathing.

The sky really exists, and there are three more of them. Who dares to mention something against the sky in this land? Do you really think that the three days are insensitive? !
Ji Ming was very excited and wanted to hear more, but the three of them suddenly became very secretive.

"If you don't say anything, I'm going to do it!"

Ji Ming thought.

After waiting for a while, he climbed to the top of the mountain and was about to loosen his feet when he heard a conversation.

"Those who go against the will of Heaven will suffer disaster."

The thick-browed Kun Dao sighed deeply, and from the observation platform, he looked up at the stars in the sky and said, "Is this what Master did?"

"Be careful!"

The elder brother's face became more and more ugly, and he said: "The master was born with a magical bone, and is almost destined to be a golden elixir immortal. He only needs to extend his life for a few more years, and he will surely succeed in one fell swoop.

Moreover, in the history of Taiping Mountain, there are more than ten people who have privately extended their lifespans."

"that is!"

Another Kun Dao, with a sweet smile, echoed, saying: "The master has already said that among all the disciples, our Senior Brother Zhang is the most like his ancestor.

Moreover, you, a mere person who has not yet mastered the Ren and Du meridians, actually dare to comment on the actions of the master. You are so bold." Kun said with thick eyebrows, turned her head away, and ignored the two people. Then, she was really angry and went downstairs by herself.

The junior sister went downstairs, and the remaining two began to look at each other.

If he didn't have to look after the altar, there was no way he would have made love on the spot.

Ji Mingjie loosened his feet, found the right position and fell down, landing directly on the back of his senior brother's neck, and a pair of poisonous hooks pierced into it fiercely.

"Sigh~"

The brother instinctively slapped his palm backwards.

"Brother, there are many mountains and ridges in this area, and there are many mosquitoes at night. I have a fragrant pill here that can repel mosquitoes and insects."

Kun Dao, who had been exchanging glances with his senior brother, said with concern.

The brother retracted his hand. Although the bite was small, the pain was very strong. He thought to himself, "This can't be a poisonous insect from the enemy!"

The next second, I felt dizzy.

"Enemy attack!"

He shouted loudly and forced himself to stand up.

Little Ji Ming was flapping his wings and flying around the altar, preparing to fly to Kun Dao and do the same thing.

As soon as he flew closer, he heard Kun Dao shouting, "Brother, use the wood-breaking needle quickly!"

When Ji Ming heard this, he knew something was wrong, so he immediately stopped the Little Ruyi Technique and spat out the White Bone Heart Pearl towards Yi Kun.

Being at such a close distance, coupled with his own terrifying multi-legged body, Kun Dao was frightened to the point of screaming, his voice reaching the sky, until he was hit directly by the Heart-Zanning Pearl.

Ji Ming flew in the air, twisted his body, and sent the poison hook directly towards the senior brother's head, but the other party dodged it, and the two poison hooks collided, producing sparks.

"Junior sister."

The senior brother dodged repeatedly and slapped his waist bag.

A leaf was spit out of the bag, with three or four thin wooden thorns on it. The senior brother took out a thorn and stabbed it into the back of his neck with his backhand.

"Flying centipede."

The senior brother fixed his eyes on Ji Ming's wings, his eyes full of fear and murderous intent.

If he remembered correctly, in the Panwu Mountains, there was an elder named Tianwu who raised a four-hundred-year-old flying centipede.

The flying centipede in front of him was definitely not the elder's, but it was most likely his offspring.

If this is the case, then the person behind this flying centipede is definitely not someone he can deal with.

"Deng Deng Deng~"

During the confrontation, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps coming from the Fire Watchtower. It must be the man with thick eyebrows coming back.

Ji Ming was just about to end the battle quickly when he heard a clanging sound beneath him.

Looking down, he saw a needle coming up from under the floor and hitting his body. This should be the wood-breaking needle that Kun Dao mentioned just now.

It's a pity that the thick-browed Kun Dao downstairs didn't know that his outer shell was comparable to fine steel.

"Sound of something hitting something!"

A thought flashed through Ji Ming's mind: the footsteps were just a lure, and the killer move was the needle.

The senior brother in front of him once again used his skills to dodge in the observation deck. Ji Ming conjured up two long arms and immediately hit him.

"Not strong, but tough."

Ji Ming attacked him several times, but he dodged them all. Although he was very close to him, he couldn't hit him. The peach wood sword in his hand repeatedly deflected the poison hook.

While attacking the brother in front of him, he also had to guard against the thick-browed Kun Dao downstairs.

The wood-dissolving needles shot from downstairs hit him unexpectedly when he was fighting fiercely, causing him great pain.

It is true that he has a hard shell, but the thick-browed Kun Dao downstairs specifically shoots at the gaps, head segment mouthparts, small eyes, etc., which is very annoying.

It seemed as if the senior brother gradually figured out the true strength of the flying centipede in front of him. Although it had the shape of a flying centipede, it had not inherited much of its abilities. He was afraid that his demonic veins were not strong enough.

Ji Ming knew that he had to outsmart himself, so he pounced on the dead Kun Dao.

"Don't insult my junior sister!"

The senior brother's eyes turned red, and he held up his sword but did not move forward until the flying centipede threw the junior sister's body towards him.

(End of this chapter)