Wet viviparity

Chapter 624 Tai Sui, Shi Mu De
On the flat top of the mountain, the ancient city stands tall, with rammed earth walls more than ten feet high. The shape of the Nine Palaces can be seen in the mottled areas, showing the great power of those who built this city in ancient times.

The bottom of the moat is paved with bluestone, and the remaining sluices still bear traces of the method of Wu Earth overcoming Water.

At the four corners of the city wall, there are images of Bixi carrying steles on the back of each town. On the remaining steles are deeply engraved pictures of Gunlong directing floods. Although tens of thousands of years have passed, we can still see the secret of Gunlong's flood control, using mountains and rivers as its bones and muscles and rivers as its meridians.

The roads and paths in the city all follow the undulating terrain. The ancient bronze plows are still embedded between the stone channels, and the jade scepter and measuring stick are leaning against the side of the observatory. It seems as if the water conservancy official in the city, wearing a straw hat and a raincoat, left in a hurry just yesterday.

The granary is shaped like an overturned cauldron, with the carbonized fragrance of millet and sorghum accumulated at the bottom.

On the Twelve Altars of Grain and Oil, the half-human, half-scale Prince Gunlong is enshrined. His eyes are embedded in black stones. He looks into the distance beyond the mountain, as if observing the waves.

In the mezzanine of the city wall, there is a water diversion tunnel that stretches for hundreds of miles. The walls are covered with river dredging diagrams painted with ochre by our ancestors: a spirit tortoise shows people the art of dredging rivers, immortals enlighten people on the method of opening up mountains, and there is also an elder drawn with cinnabar holding a hoe, with webbed toes on his hands and feet, clearly a man who has mastered the art of diversion.

Today, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the city is still there, but the ancient people are no longer there. The city is covered with exotic flowers and plants, moss and grass steps, ancient trees and strange vines, and even clouds and mist are changing in it. There is no trace of fireworks.

Deep in the city, with the observatory as the boundary, the scenery changes drastically as you go deeper. There are no more mysterious and wonderful sights. The soil is as black as ink, mixed with rocks and sand. When the strange wind blows, blood and dirt are turned up, which is evil and creepy.

In one place, a pure white lotus blossomed in the air, and Ji Ming appeared in the lotus.

"Is this a forbidden area?!"

Ji Ming looked around and thought to himself.

In front of him, in the black mud and sand, the blood of the dragon with a hint of red and green was flowing, crisscrossing in the mud and sand, forming several pools of blood. A dragon tail about three meters long lay in the mud, and a pair of hind claws twitched from time to time.

Jiang Neng fainted on the side, barely alive.

Here, Ji Ming looked around and did not see the front half of the green dragon's torso.

Ji Ming was not too surprised by this situation, as it was an expected possibility.

When he escaped to the forbidden area just now, although he used the Golden Box Sacrifice Technique on the Green Dragon, this technique required the enemy's real name, otherwise the effectiveness of the Nightmare Treasure would be greatly reduced.

Ji Ming did not know the real name of the green dragon, so even if the green dragon was hit by the Golden Chamber Nightmare, it still had a small chance of survival. Now it seems that this green dragon was lucky enough to escape.

In a huge pit not far away, a fist-shaped bipolar golden magnet mother lay quietly there, like a small rock hill.

Outside the boulder, there are streaks of magnetic light, overlapping each other, like thousands of silver flags dancing in the sky, and then dispersing into silver colors, shooting and bursting everywhere, dazzling and brilliant. It is really bizarre and fascinating.

Ji Ming did not take a close look at the stone mother, but directly sacrificed the relic magnetic bottle and sucked the two-pole golden magnet mother into the bottle. The magnetic bottle suddenly became much heavier, and the silver-lead magnetic light was emitted uncontrollably.

The magnetic bottle suddenly changed, which was an unexpected thing that Ji Ming had not expected.

Before he refined the two-pole golden magnet mother into the bottle, it had already spontaneously melted into one with the magnetic bottle. The true magnetic energy of the two blended like water and milk, and gradually gave rise to various supernatural powers.

Ji Ming felt that he could no longer let go of the magnetic bottle, as if his palm had begun to grow together with the bottle. The magnetic light was dyeing his skin into the color of silver and lead. Ji Ming hurriedly probed his spiritual power into the bottle.

It would have been better if he hadn't explored it. As soon as he explored it, the power of his soul was sucked away by the magnetic light, making Ji Ming dizzy and his eyes blurry.

"What a powerful magnetic light."

Ji Ming was mixed with joy and sorrow, and he changed his mind and began to call the magnetic bottle. After calling, the magnetic bottle really shrank, and the deep color, as if the magnetic light was about to turn into substance, shrank little by little. It was worthy of being his personal treasure, adding a lot of essence, and the spirituality was already following his induction, extremely obedient.

If this magnetic bottle was forcibly taken from someone else, and its spirituality was slightly violated, I am afraid that this hand would not be able to be kept today.

This palm is different from his pair of eyeballs that were gouged out. It can be reattached at any time and restored to its original state in an instant. This palm is stained by magnetic light. Once it is cut off, it will turn into a magnet and cannot be reattached.

The relic magnetic bottle flew up from the palm, turned over, and the mouth of the bottle faced the magnetized palm and sucked. The blood color on the palm returned to normal, and then the magnetic bottle fell back into the palm like an old swallow returning to its nest.

"Good baby!"

Ji Ming smiled with relief.

The relic bottle shook proudly twice, showing its deep spirituality.

When Ji Ming was about to pick up the magnetic bottle to admire it, the bottom of the bottle was sucked into his palm, as if it was unwilling to leave. Ji Ming was a little amused and helpless, as it really treated his palm as its own nest.

He exerted a little force and finally removed the magnetic relic bottle from his palm.

He saw that the magnetic bottle had turned completely into silver and lead. He raised two fingers and pulled at the mouth of the bottle. A ray of light was drawn out like a thread.

This magnetic bottle was originally a Buddhist artifact used to store relics. Over the years, it was imbued with Buddhist influences. Later, it was accidentally transformed into a finger bone relic in Shenshuang Temple in Guimu Cave on Miyun Mountain, thus gaining its spirituality.

When the star official of the Pleiades helps to consecrate it, it will then be transformed into a kind of golden light of relics.

Once this golden light is emitted, it is most capable of warding off evil spirits and demons. After passing through Taiyi Qingmu Mountain and the Treasure House Mountain of Tulei, the two-polar true magnetic energy is collected and refined into a magnetic bottle. After several times of sacrifice and refining, it finally becomes a powerful magic weapon.

Different from the Zanxin Yinzhu and Yangzhibaoguangpei, these two treasures of extreme yin and extreme yang are refined according to Bao Ruyi's treasure refining route.

The opportunity of this treasure in the bottle is mysterious enough. Just from the ray of precious light drawn out by Ji Ming, one can get a glimpse of its power. It was originally the golden light of the relics in the bottle, and now it is mixed with magnetic energy, becoming gold and silver. It should be clearly distinguished, but it is faintly blended.

Ji Ming snapped his fingers, and the golden and silver light on his finger shot down into the deep mud and sand. Then the ground shook violently, and an area of ​​half an acre collapsed.

"This power"

Ji Ming was a little surprised.

Just as he continued to explore the changes in the magnetic bottle, thick blood gushed out from the collapsed area. Ji Ming's soul probed there and saw blood and flesh remnants of various sizes mixed in the mud layer in the collapsed area, all with strange shapes.

Ji Ming took out some meat and roasted a little bit of it.

When the meat was roasting, there was a medicinal aroma, not too strong but very refreshing. Obviously, this was due to the Tai Sui that was not of full age.

Seeing this, Ji Ming became interested, but when he thought that the Green Dragon was still alive in the forbidden area, if it was not eliminated soon, given its familiarity with this place, it might find the Tai Sui Immortal Ganoderma and make a comeback, so he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​exploring these things.

He pulled out Qing Jiao's jade slip, checked the information in it, looked at Jiang Neng again, raised his finger to make a talisman in the air, and a talisman fell into his palm.

It would be inconvenient to bring Jiang Neng with me on the rest of the journey.

(End of this chapter)