Wet viviparity

Chapter 482: Crying, Super Tribulation Comes
Beside the dim lamp in the demon cave, Ji Ming looked at the fox corpse on the ground and stood in the distance, his heart filled with shock. At this moment, a voice rang out.

"Since the beginning of the calamity, few people have been able to make the calamity manifest."

Beside the dim lamp, on the stone seat, a vague shadow appeared there, sitting casually. When "he" started speaking, everything here disappeared, leaving only the stone seat, the dim lamp, and Ji Ming's soul.

"You are. Tianjie?"

Jiming asked.

He didn't expect that the so-called heavenly calamity would appear directly, and in such a personified form. To Ji Ming, "his" appearance was both unexpected and seemingly reasonable.

“I am not robbed, it is natural.

Only by practicing beyond the kalpas can one see my true meaning.

You have the heart to rebel and break the order, you are no longer within this calamity, you have transcended it, that is why you can see me. "

The figure said so.

Hearing this, Ji Ming was overwhelmed with joy, realizing that he had escaped the calamity. Just as he was enjoying the joy at the moment, the voice rang in his ears again.

"The success and victory at this moment still prove that you are a symbol of being a mortal, just like good and evil, sorrow and joy, the road to immortality is long, but you are still on the road."

Ji Ming didn't know how to address or understand the person in front of him, but he knew what he should do, so he raised his hands, made hand gestures, and bowed, "Please give me some guidance."

“If you want to know the truth, ask the fish swimming upstream in the peach season in March, and ask the springs that are not frozen to death in December.

I am but a breath of air for the universe, a ripple caused by a dragonfly touching the water, and the remaining will of the heavens. "

Ji Ming seemed to understand, but not quite, and finally did not understand at all. He really did not understand, and this was not a witty remark. Perhaps if he wanted to comprehend the truth behind these words, he would have to wait until his cultivation was more advanced.

On the stone seat, the figure seemed to appear and disappear, and finally faded away completely.

"God willing?"

Jimin murmured.

"What providence?"

The beautiful female voice brought Ji Ming back to his senses. At this moment, he had left the illusion. The moon in front of him had already risen high in the sky, and it was once again surrounded by the other eleven cold moons outside the palace, casting their bright light.

"I, Lingxuzi, have met Shuang'e in the palace."

Ji Ming bowed and said.

"Fellow Daoist, you have survived this catastrophe, so your mind and Dao are no less than mine. There is no need for such empty formalities. Follow me to the cold pond in the palace and receive a white lotus. It will help to transform the medicinal power in your body into a top-grade golden elixir."

"Haha, it's as it should be."

Ji Ming laughed out loud.

Seeing Ji Ming's carefree and unrestrained behavior, Shuang'e did not feel that he was being rude, but instead praised him, "Daoyou is indeed an extraordinary person."

While they were talking, a fairy named Chang'e was standing on the altar, between the ice eaves and jade pillars. She said to Ji Ming, "The goddess was in meditation and knew that you had transcended the calamity and came out, so she ordered me to come and guide you."

"Sorry for the trouble, fairy."

Ji Ming said calmly.

Although he knew that after the Taiyin body refining, his circumstances would be different, as if he had entered another world, the difference was already apparent at this moment, as if he was being treated with courtesy everywhere. He was truly surprised and happy.

That "robbery" means success and victory, and is a symbol of a mortal man. However, he has gone through the trouble of reincarnation three times, at the cost of being torn into pieces, just to enjoy the moment. How can he not be happy?

"I am just an ordinary person, let me be happy first."

Ji Ming stepped forward, thinking to himself, putting everything else behind him for the time being.

Under the guidance of the fairy Chang'e, Ji Ming saw that the palace was like a snow cave, without any color or noise. He felt that this place was indeed a pure land of immortals, the palace of Guanghan Qingxu. The fairy saw that he could see the beauty of the palace everywhere, and laughed at him for having joy in his eyes. If he lived here for a hundred or eighty years, he would not have such joy.

Ji Ming thought about it and realized that it was true. He saw that the Fairy Chang'e was quite talkative and friendly, which was quite different from the description of the Fairy Taiyin Chang'e as cold as ice in the rumors. He couldn't help but chat with her for a few more words.

Arriving at a backyard in the palace, I saw white lotus flowers blooming in a cold pond, with stars shining in their centers.

Fairy Chang'e pointed to the starlight in the lotus in the pond and said, "This is the elixir of immortality that belongs to you. Although it is different from the real elixir of immortality, it is also hard to find in the world. It is a precious medicine exclusive to the Taiyin Moon Palace.

In addition, the Goddess has especially blessed you and allowed you to take a white lotus. I hope you will cultivate well. "

"Lingxuzi thanks Taiyin Shenlao."

Ji Ming immediately bowed to the sky to show his gratitude.

Leiwen Mountain and Marsh, the ruined palace.

It has been four or five years since Ji Ming entered into meditation, which means there are only one or two years left before the thirteen-year confinement period.

Inside the hall, the corpse had long since decayed, but the bones were intact, with blood wrapped inside and purple cells on the outside. Among the shrunken and dry internal organs, the five colored stones separated in them were becoming increasingly brighter.

In the first year after Ji Ming's corpse transformation, Linshui Jun came here and stayed here to guard.

Later, Qian Geng, who had taken refuge in Shuifu, came here quietly and stayed here quietly.

Later, year after year, more and more people came. Even disciples from Taiping Mountain came here spontaneously. Jiang Hongqiong and Moyazi were among them. They had no choice but to go to the palace and cast a spell to protect the ruins of the palace.

In the last year, after a long period of seclusion, Lu Daojun, who had almost handed over all power to the chief and deputy chief officials of the upper government, suddenly felt something in his soul. He immediately came out of seclusion and sent talismans to the cave. After receiving responses from the ancestors, he personally struck the mountain drum nine times.

The drum sounds represent orders. Three drums mean the disciples are gathering together, seven drums mean foreign demons are invading, and nine drums mean great celebration and joy.

The last time it struck the gong nine times was on the day when Master Li Zhu was promoted to [Cangpin Golden Pill]. Even after the second battle that wiped out Mount Panku, it had not struck the gong nine times.

The sound of drums not only resounded throughout Taiping Mountain, but also in the major branch altars and in the southern part of the sky. Countless disciples, those who discussed Taoism, those who practiced alchemy, those who made talismans and burned elixirs, etc., all stopped what they were doing and counted the drum beats one by one.

"Nine times!"

In Shangfu Baoge, You Rongzi, who was assisting the mage in dealing with the matter of the remnants of Pankui trying to restore the new religion, said.

"Ok!"

Master Li Zhu nodded. Although he was also handling affairs behind the scenes, his mind was obviously not here.

"Nine times."

In the north, in the states of Taixuan and Tianshui, a haggard man who was sitting in seclusion somewhere was startled by the sound of drums and suddenly woke up from his possessed state.

"Nine times."

In Kuangshan, in a family temple deep in the apricot forest, two conspirators fell into a long silence.

"Damn it, what kind of luck do you have in Taiping Mountain? Do you really want to eradicate the Divine Mountain and clean up Luoyin Lake so as to dominate Tiannan alone? To us, these nine drum orders are the drums of discouragement and desolation."

A Taoist with a ruddy face, grey hair, bushy brows and a rough appearance smacked his lips.

The Taoist was wearing a bright green Bagua robe and had a short stick on his waist. He saw Baicaozi across from him, who seemed to be in a trance, and kept muttering, "It's not Junior Brother Xiaoyuan, it's not Yourongzi, it's not Luoji, it's not."

"Damn it, who else could it be other than Lingxuzi? He must have refined a top-grade golden elixir.

We have to start over again with our plan. Let's see how Lingxuzi will take revenge on Kuangshan and Baicaozi!"

The Taoist stroked his forehead and sighed. Even someone like him found the current situation quite tricky.

"Lingxuzi, how can he refine the [Cangpin]? He is just a celestial being, yet he dares to take away the glory of my nephew. He..." Baicaoren said at the end, as if his bones were pulled out, and whispered: "Ancestor Kuma, how do you think he will retaliate against me?"

(End of this chapter)