Wet viviparity

Chapter 670: Mysterious Stone, Receive the Order
The dark clouds crushed the ground like heavy lead, and the river rain flowed and moved the rocks. Suddenly, there was a thunder that split the cloud, and the thousand-foot-high waves pushed the turbid sky away. When the thunderbolt broke through the sky, a dragon broke through the cloud abyss, its scales reflecting the lightning, and its claws and teeth tearing the rain curtain.

At this time, golden light exploded in the dark clouds, piercing through the heavy clouds, and golden beams shot down from the gaps in the clouds.

A huge crane with an iron beak stood on the golden cloud, and a Taoist priest sat on it. He was none other than Wen Daoyu from the Leihuo Temple on Qingtong Mountain.

The dragon was about to step forward to reminisce about the past, but unexpectedly, Wen Daoyu unfolded a jade shaft in his palm. The dragon's eyes fixed, and he turned over in front of the cloud and said respectfully: "Danshui River Dragon Son Qingbo, listen to the Master's order."

"In compliance with the command of the Yunshui Master of Yanshou Palace, the True Man Lingxu of Taiping Mountain:
The Qingbo Dragon in the Danshui River received this decree and led the thousands of water spirits, dragons, turtles, fish and shrimps in the rivers, lakes and marshes in the state to block the major and minor rivers, rivers and springs flowing through the Liling Mountains, so that the water in the mountains would stop flowing for three years.

The dragon under the clouds, also known as Qingbo Dragon, was so stunned after hearing the Dharma order that it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

"Qingbo Dragon, why don't you accept the order?"

Wen Daoyu let go of the jade shaft and let the edict float down from the clouds. Qingbo Longhuishen held up the edict, flew up to the clouds and asked, "Brother Wen, what does this edict mean? Blocking a river is not a trivial matter. If you don't do it right, the gods will punish you."

Wen Daoyu said indifferently: "Okay, Brother Qingbo, in that wild realm, there are many demons. The heavens don't love them, the earth doesn't support them, and they don't submit to education. They should have been punished by disasters long ago, so that they can learn the power of the righteous way."

His mind was not here at the moment. Senior Brother Lingxu had already returned to Shushi Cave on Yuping Peak of Yanxu Mountain and set up a small banquet on the peak to entertain close friends. He was not among the invited guests. This was not a good sign.

"Now that you have received the order, just follow the flow and go with me to Yanxu Mountain to meet Senior Brother and congratulate him."

Wen Daoyu said.

"Congratulations?"

"You don't know yet, Brother cultivated the magical power "Six Wu Sheng Gang" in the immortal Taoist temple. If it weren't for a few important events that delayed him, he would have returned to the mountain three years ago."

Qingbolong was shocked by the news, but then he came to his senses.

If there is no endorsement from the upper government, even if this decree is issued by Lingxuzi, Yunshui's superior, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced. In this case, there is no need for me to worry about it.

"Let me prepare a small gift."

Qingbolong said.

"Haha, Brother Qingbo, you really made great contributions in the last battle of Xiaofudi. Senior Brother didn't even have time to commend you, so how could I accept your gift?"

Qingbolong shook his head and replied, "Brother Wen, more courtesy is better than less courtesy. Your being a human is very different from our being a demon. I would rather do more than nothing, otherwise I will be called a creature with scales and horns again."

"You worry too much. Look at Brother, he has appointed gods, ghosts, demons and monsters to his side. His heart is as tolerant as the heaven and earth, able to hold all things."

Qingbolong deeply agreed. If he didn't admire Lingxuzi's character, how could he have such close contacts with Wen Daoyu in Heguan? After all, he was the son of Jiangsou Longbo and would not easily lower his status.

As he was speaking, several evil winds rolled in from the clouds, blowing in a crisscross pattern.

"Uncle, have you received the decree?"

In the first evil wind, a crocodile monster with short arms and legs and a black-scaled flat head shouted loudly. Then a strange python turned over in the evil wind, staring with red eyes and said, "This is a chaotic order, we can't follow it."

With a loud "bang", a strong light flashed above the clouds, and the mountains and rivers in the evil winds all fell down with screams.

Wen Daoyu fired a bright light thunder, and did not look at the river gods that were knocked down by his thunder. He just said to Qingbo Long: "The law is hard to disobey, Brother Qingbo must set a good example among the river gods.

You must know that unless you are born as a god of heaven, such a minor god as Hechuan is also in danger of being deposed."

Honestly speaking, if it weren't for a demon like Shu Si who set an example and managed Heguan and even Guhezhou so well, Wen Daoyu would not have a good impression of demons, even those who were granted titles as earth gods.

In the past, it would not be so easy to knock them down. Qingbolong looked unhappy. Many of those injured by the thunder technique were his relatives and friends, and they were also the ones he had tried to win over in the state. However, he also knew that Wen Daoyu had shown mercy due to some concerns.

He couldn't get angry. Even though he was the son of Jiangsou Longbo, he had to gradually become dependent on Heguan in front of him.

In addition, within Heguan, several major factions gradually separated themselves. As for the moral education in the state, the management was rough and extensive at the beginning, and then it became intensive and meticulous. Even he, the dragon son, felt an invisible constraint.

Take the control of clouds and rain in previous years as an example. Not only did the Ministry of Thunder need to submit a document stating when the rain would start and stop, but Heguan also needed a copy, and it should also note how many feet and inches the rain would fall, to ensure good weather and good harvests in the three major areas of Heming, Lanyin and Heshan in the state.

Because of this, several river gods in the state who were good at stirring up trouble, including Qingbo Long, caused a lot of trouble with Heguan.

It was only three or four years ago that they stopped making such a fuss after learning that Lingxuzi had been appointed as the superior of Yunshui, in charge of the wind, rain and water veins of Guhezhou. As soon as Lingxuzi returned to the mountain, he issued this decree as if he was a new official, which really stimulated these river gods.

Qingbolong went down to appease these river kings, big and small, and took out a valuable gift from the Hexia Jingshe.

In this way, Wen Daoyu and Qing Bolong hurried to Yanxu Mountain together. On the way, they could see Taoist lights crisscrossing the east and west. There were also groups of three or five spiritual cranes, each carrying a smart Taoist child, flapping their wings and flying in the sky.

Wen Daoyu saw where the spirit crane was going and said, "Bring the spirit boy from the temple to accompany you. Senior Brother must be entertaining an honored guest."

"Since the master has opened a banquet, I have not been invited and I don't have an invitation card. How can I just visit casually and ruin the atmosphere of the banquet? Wouldn't that be a fool to spoil the fun?"

Wen Daoyu didn't say anything, and he didn't have an invitation, so he asked Qingbolong to accompany him. He came to Yanxu Mountain to visit and say hello under the pretext of congratulating Senior Brother Lingxu on his successful cultivation of supernatural powers.

Brother Lingxu ignores worldly affairs and retreats to practice cultivation, so the opportunities to see him are very few.

Over the years, Wen Daoyu had used the resources of the mountain society and had gone through a lot of hard work and calculations to finally figure out Fu Beigong's plan. Wasn't it just to see his brother more often and strengthen their friendship?

He knew that his senior brother valued ability the most, but if they had a closer private relationship, wouldn’t it be safer in the future?

When you are about a hundred miles away from the mountain, you can see a streak of fire in the sky.

This rosy glow came out from the top of the Yuping Peak on the mountain, like a rushing river, as majestic as molten gold pouring down, sweeping away the vastness, hanging in the air and shining, tumbling in the vast sky. In it, one could feel the stirring of several magical powers, which made Wen Daoyu feel strange.

Looking further ahead, one can see several balls of fire, about ten feet in size, rolling up and down around a white stone the size of a hill and shaped like a cloud seat within the bright light.

Outside the peak, molten gold is pouring down, creating a brilliant red cloud, which is exactly the result of the white stone being refined by the fierce fire.

Wen Daoyu felt something in his heart and used his pair of Dharma eyes to look over.

In the midst of the raging flames, it was clear that the disciples of Tianteng Mountain were waving flags and playing with fire, and the huge white stone was none other than the Baizixuan Stone, one of the unique products of Tianteng Mountain.

Below the 800-li Fire Peak in Tianteng Mountain, there is a bitter spring buried deep under the nine earths. It is extremely cold and heavy in nature. It has been hidden underground for a long time, and it clashes with the "true yang fire essence" rushing in the earth's lungs, like a dragon and a snake fighting, day and night.

When cold water touches true fire, it is like black ice thrown into a boiling pot. It suddenly solidifies, its color turns dark as ink, its texture becomes heavy and solid like iron, and it rushes out from the mouth of the Tianteng Molten River.

When this rock was first formed, it still carried the residual heat of the earth's fire, and gave off white mist. When it encountered wind, it made a clanging sound like the sound of metal clashing. Then its color would turn to pure white, as clean as ice jade.

When the cold force has completely penetrated the rock, strange changes begin to occur. Countless prisms sprout from the inside, as regular as the marks left by a ghost axe. They gather into hexagonal shapes, piercing the sky, and have textures like clusters of fine sand, hence the name Baizixuan Stone.

The Bai Zi Xuan Stone has infinite magical uses. Only in the Tianteng Mountain 800 miles away in the southern wilderness, the place with the highest fire in the world, can it be excavated and used as a Taoist product.

"With such a large piece of Baizixuan Stone, Tiantengshan finally decided to build a good relationship with Senior Brother."

Wen Daoyu said secretly.

(End of this chapter)