Wet viviparity

Chapter 637: Inscription, God Horse Appears
In the Black Mountain of Baozhou, Ji Ming decided on a plan for the aftermath and was not in a hurry to look for Kirara Ma.

Without the Qiangang Lingyin, he could not find what he wanted here like Qingjiao did, so he needed to find another way.

Ji Ming came to a collapsed crystal cave hundreds of feet in size near the mountain pass. He had sensed the Buddha's light that filled the cave during the battle, and he had long wanted to explore it, so he walked deeper into the cave.

Following the Buddha's light, listening to the Zen sound, going deeper step by step.

The cave was several hundred feet deep, and Ji Ming didn't walk for too long before he saw the deepest wall. On this wall there was the shadow of a monk sitting cross-legged, and the Buddha's light was leaking out from the edge of the shadow.

The leaked Buddha's light shone towards the front of the cave wall, sank into the molten crystals above, below, left and right, and folded into thousands of misty crystal colors, filling the cave.

"Buddha's shadow?!" Ji Ming carefully identified the monk's shadow on the wall. After looking at it for a while, he chuckled and said, "Venerable Duo Luo, the Zen Master facing the wall, you really like to take pictures everywhere as a souvenir."

Ji Ming knew that his affinity with Buddhism was shallow, so he did not sit down to comprehend the shadow. He just let the echoing monk ghost meditate in front of the shadow on the wall.

On the left and right sides, there is a carved crystal room each. Ji Ming first entered the crystal room on the left and took a look. There was only a stele about four or five meters square and as thick as a finger.

Ji Ming took a closer look and saw that the monument was entirely black with the shapes of one-wheeled vehicles, flying kites, and other vehicles outlined in ochre. Bird claw-like symbols could be vaguely seen between the spokes. When he sniffed carefully, he could smell a pungent woody scent.

He stretched out his hand and wiped the black stele, and the dark pine soot on the surface was wiped off.

Ji Ming exhaled a breath of spiritual energy and cleared away the pine soot on the stele. Even the shape of the car outlined in ochre was swept away, and the small inscribed characters and two complete talismans covered by the pine soot were revealed one by one.

The line of small characters on the stele is neither ancient seal script nor the Ba script that is popular today.

The engraved characters looked like a tired bird folding its wings, which was a remnant of the ancient bird-shaped seal script. After a moment's thought, Ji Ming began to make hand gestures and used his crude "Fire Scattering Dragon Script" numerology to try to make a guess to understand the meaning of the characters.

After holding the seal, Ji Ming closed his eyes for a long time before muttering, "In the second half of the year of Guimao, I will make three flying carriages, compose wonderful music for them, and test them in the western fields of Tianshan Mountain."

In such a long line of ancient bird-seal characters, Ji Ming could only figure out the meaning of the simplest sentence, but he knew that being able to decipher this sentence was already quite difficult.

Recalling the past, in the water cave of the Wrongful Death Demon Palace where he practiced magic, he and Lin Shuijun worked together to deduced the incomplete ancient seal characters on the cracks in the wall. They exhausted all their energy but could only deduce one word. Now, there are a full nineteen words.

In this world, those who have the ability to practice divination are, after all, only a small group of top people. Even among the immortals, not everyone is proficient in this art, not to mention the various taboos involved.

This is the reason and confidence that made him dare to seize the two-pole golden magnet mother in public.

After copying down the characters and diagrams on the stele one by one, Ji Ming collected the stele. Unexpectedly, the stele seemed to have taken root and remained motionless no matter how hard he tried to collect it in the magnetic relic bottle.

"it's useless."

Suddenly, accompanied by a few footsteps, a clear sound came from behind him, which made Ji Ming's heart beat wildly.

"This monument grows together with the Rongzi Mountain. Unless you have the strength to move mountains, it will be difficult to move it even a little bit."

Ji Ming didn't need to look to feel a sense of blessing.

He tried hard to calm himself down, put on a solemn yet kind face, and said with a chuckle, "I didn't expect to encounter an ancient auspicious sign in this treasure boat world. I am so lucky."

After saying that, he turned around to look.

Behind him, there is a magical horse.

The horse's fur is snow-white, and it is more than ten feet long from head to tail. It is eight feet high from hoof to back. Its mane is as red as fire, and its eyes are shining with golden light. It is full of wisdom without a trace of wildness. It looks at you like a sage.

"You look for me, and I'll come."

Kirara Shinma raised his head high and spoke.

When Ji Ming heard the voice, every word was like jade beads rolling on a plate, clear and transparent, worthy of being called.
Kirama's words interrupted Jiming's thoughts, "You don't have to have any special imagination about me. The name of auspiciousness is just a foolish and far-fetched statement made by the world. I am not as magical as the legend says." "With these words, a great stone has been lifted from my heart."

Ji Ming clapped his hands and said.

"If I don't want to leave with you, you can't do anything about it."

Kirama spoke calmly, with a nonchalant expression, as if he was stating an established fact.

Ji Ming didn't pay attention to this. On the contrary, he looked very much in agreement and said, "An ancient god like you can already sense other people's hearts and thus befriend the good and avoid the evil. Now that you have shown up and seen me, you must know that I have no ill intentions."

Kirama didn't say anything, choosing silence to respond.

After a while, Kirara said, "In another room, my mother's remains are buried. Since you have explored this place, you will disturb her resting place soon and use her remains and fur as spiritual materials for your practice.

If I don't show up, I can't stop you from exploring there and taking her remains."

Ji Ming already felt that the horse had a proud character. He not only did not feel disgusted, but also felt that it could match the master's cold and elegant character. He said very seriously: "If you are willing to follow me out of the mansion, I will never set foot there."

"If you say something like this, then you are not the master of my heart. Even if I follow you out of the house, it won't last long. In the end, we are just in name only."

As he said that, Kirama turned his horse around, motioning for Jiming to follow him, and followed him to the other crystal room.

On the high altar in the crystal room, there was indeed a skeleton of a horse and the white skin of Kira's divine horse with a fiery mane. Even after tens of thousands of years, the white horse skin still looked as if it had just been peeled off.

There are several murals on the crystal walls in the room, depicting scenes of hundreds of craftsmen building the country.

The figures in these murals all have only one arm, three eyes on their faces, two on the upper and one on the lower, riding on Yoshira, accompanied by a two-headed yellow eagle, holding a chisel with their teeth and a compass between their knees, and they have actually carved the rocks into the shapes of sundials and compasses.

Kirarama brought three dragon scales from the crystal cave and said, "These are what your demon enemy hid near the Black Mountain. I heard what you said just now, and there are some secrets of yours in them. I hope you can accept them and show some mercy and not destroy my mother's body."

Ji Ming took the dragon scale and was stunned for a moment.

Before Qing Jiao died, he did say that he had recorded the story of the bipolar golden magnet mother inside three pieces of scales and hid them in the forbidden area. It turned out that this was another false statement, but Ji Ming did not take his words seriously at the time.

"it is good."

Ji Ming nodded readily in response.

"My dear horse, I also want to make one thing clear. I am not looking for you this time to force you to ride me, but I am looking for you as a descendant of Zhongtian, a virtuous elder. This is also an opportunity for you."

"My mother took the natural food from the ancient cave and ate it, which made her true body, male and female, come into being. The yin and yang interacted and accepted each other, and finally formed this spiritual fetus of mine.

Since I was born, my mother has extended my life, taught me the meaning of life, and made me aware of the dangers of the world.

In this small area of ​​the treasure boat, you are not the first person I have met, nor the first cultivator who has spoken to me in a clever way. Even if I were born with a special ability and could understand his thoughts and have a rough idea of ​​good and evil, it would still be difficult to determine whether his words were true or false. "

Faced with such a vigilant yet reasonable Kirara horse, even if Ji Ming wanted to seize the horse by force, he had to think twice and was unwilling to use violence, lest he make things worse.

"How are you willing to believe me?"

Ji Ming believed that Yoshira Shenma could understand his heart and knew how much concession he had made with this sentence.

Since he established his prestige, he has always had the upper hand at any time. Even when discussing things with others, he already had a plan in his mind, and the discussion was only to demonstrate his tolerance.

Kirara was silent again, and after a long while he asked, "I need to see the elder first."

(End of this chapter)