Wet viviparity

Chapter 756 Creating the Law, Old Poisonous Dove

Deep within the cliffs of Xiaoci Gorge, in a secluded cave.

Here, a poisonous dove that calls itself Snow Spirit Mother has been hiding in the cliff cave of Little Thorn Gorge for over a thousand years.

This orifice is hidden deep within the stone marrow, covered inside and out by the poisonous mist it spews. Over time, this mist condenses into a grayish-white gel, resembling an old spider web, completely concealing its nest. Not to mention ordinary mortals, even a true immortal's primordial spirit would find it difficult to detect the slightest thing.

On this day, it was spitting out the "baby" it had painstakingly cultivated in its belly, suspending it in front of it, and nurturing it with its own poisonous heat.

The infant was no bigger than a fist, with a blurry face, and was shrouded in a pale green light, emitting a pungent, sweet-smelling odor as it breathed.

This infant is not a Taoist fetus, but rather a creature that obtained a method from a Taoist book and cultivated a great supernatural power called the "Mirror of Mind".

With this supernatural power, she actually captured the essence of the sun and moon, and the starlight of the Dipper constellation, tens of thousands of feet away in the spiritual realm above the hill. This caused the five elements of her body to accidentally combine and solidify, and she believed that she had found the secret of alchemy. Her mind became firm and unwavering throughout the years, and she truly refined a divine "infant". From then on, she was known as Xueying Lingmu on the Xiaoci Gorge by the Blackwater River on the hill.

The infant, breathing deeply, moved effortlessly up and down the canyon, disappearing into the earth and over rocks with ease, much to the delight of Xueyinglingmu.

Suddenly, the bird sensed something amiss in the air within the gorge. Its head trembled violently, and two tiny, crimson eyes peeked out from between the gaps in the poisonous mist, staring intently at the empty, flat ground opposite.

There stood a demon standing alone in the cold wind, wearing a cloak over a Taoist robe. Its long neck was curved like a Ruyi scepter, and it had a ferocious tiger head on its head that spewed foul winds. In its palm was a delicate ice palace, which shimmered with light.

Xue Yinglingmu felt a sudden sense of unease; this Ice Palace was brimming with spiritual energy and was by no means an ordinary place.

What truly stirred its cunning and suspicious nature was that this person was brazenly displaying his magic in this desolate place.

Although the hill appears to have never been created, it is not entirely devoid of life. The harsh and unique environment, far removed from the world, has fostered the fierce and ruthless nature of the creatures that inhabit it.

The creatures that have lived on the hills for a long time are all well-versed in the survival strategy of lying low and hiding. They rarely flaunt their magical powers, but anyone who dares to show off must be a person with extraordinary magical power.

A clear sound suddenly arose, and the icy light surged.

Xue Yinglingmu's red eyes narrowed sharply as she saw the ice palace grow taller against the wind, its crystal walls shimmering with light, ice shards hanging upside down, and water columns roaring. In just a few breaths, a cold and desolate ice palace stood prominently opposite its lair, above the canyon mouth.

As the mansion was completed, a chilling aura formed a barrier, and a shimmering light illuminated the dark gorge entrance, creating a hazy, dreamlike atmosphere.

Seeing this, Xue Yinglingmu felt both jealousy and fear: "What a demon! How dare you set up camp right under my nose? This Ice Palace is full of spiritual energy. Could it be that it covets my treasure land at the mouth of the gorge? Or... has it sensed the aura of an infant?"

Upon realizing this, she hurriedly swallowed the pale green baby hanging in front of her back into her stomach. The poisonous fog thickened by three-tenths, almost blocking the entrance to the hole through which she could peek.

From then on, Xueying Lingmu felt like she had a thorn in her side, spying on the demon's movements in the spirit palace above the gorge day and night.

Through her daily observations, she also discovered a pattern.

That demon will surely rise in the mansion at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM).

Sometimes, in the open space outside the Cold Sea Treasure Mansion, she would stand like a tiger, striking with her palms and fists, her six major acupoints emitting light like pearls. A surge of yang energy would naturally spread through the small thorny gorge, reducing some of the poisonous gas in her lair.

Sometimes, facing the bleak dawn at the mouth of the gorge, the demon would let out a heavy groan, and immediately two streaks of light would surge in the clouds above the gorge, like two thin dragons, with a powerful force of magic that restrained her.

At dawn, the demon could be seen exploring the mysterious Little Thorn Gorge. She moved cautiously, her eyes sharp as lightning, and seemed to always find something in the gorge, something she had never seen in all her thousand years of living there.

When the time came, he would stay deep inside his residence.

Xue Yinglingmu, relying on the mysterious and concealing nature of the infant she had cultivated, attached her primordial spirit to it, allowing it to hide outside the mansion and spy on the situation inside.

Because of the barrier and forbidden area formed outside the Hanming Treasure Mansion, even if the infant was hidden outside, making it difficult for the tiger demon in the mansion to detect him, she rarely had the opportunity to see the truth inside.

After many days, she gradually found the "pulse" of the Spirit Mansion's barrier. So she secretly used her demonic magic to capture a large amount of sunlight from the gloomy clouds tens of thousands of feet above the hill, and disguised it as the natural halo outside the Little Thorn Gorge. This dispelled some of the cold air on the protective barrier of the fifty-foot radius outside the mansion, allowing her to see the situation inside.

It turned out that at Shen Shi (3-5 PM), by a pond in the mansion where water gurgled and a pure, spiritual aura permeated the air, the demon would write on the scriptures, sometimes looking up at the sky, sometimes bowing his head to make hand seals, looking like a mystic.

By the pond, the scriptures were already stacked up to a thickness of an inch, with words, symbols, and some tadpole-like pictures on them, which made her itch to see them.

She lived deep within Xiaoci Gorge, relying on a Taoist book and some scattered demonic arts obtained through communication with Huangtian. She had stumbled along the way to cultivate until now, but had no proper way to study. Therefore, when she saw that demon studying and practicing magic in the mansion, she felt both jealous and fearful, and even a little suspicious.

"Damn it! Hateful!"

As time went on, her jealousy grew stronger.

He neglected his cultivation all day long, pacing restlessly with his body covered in stiff feathers. Even the slight sense of mystery that arose in his heart from the tiger demon possessing a spiritual palace and profound Taoist knowledge faded considerably.

Although she lives far away in the desolate corner of the world, she has a solid foundation and some family traditions. She is also precocious and, even though she is jealous by nature, she will not easily provoke a fight before she has figured out the other party's background.

And so they continued to lie dormant.

Inside the Cold Sea Treasure Palace, beside the Chaotic Pool.

Here, among the scriptures scattered on the ground, are Taoist books, unorthodox manuals, and other schools of magic, all handwritten by Black Owl, along with many talismans and essential instructions for opening altars.

Among the mysteries and true methods recorded in these scriptures, the most numerous are the "Three Three Pan King Scripture" of the Five Immortals Sect, which was originally from Panhu Mountain, and the "Demon-Slaying and God-Controlling Method Book" of the Hidden Spirit Sect, which are spread out on the pond.

The reason Black Owl recorded these things was at the request of the righteous body, to exhaust his wisdom and produce a Taoist book that took a different approach, or perhaps it should be called a strange book, or a demonic book.

After being poisoned by the pill in his second primordial spirit, his physical body underwent a demonic transformation that was difficult to reverse. Instead, this gave Ji Ming a great inspiration to create a miraculous technique, transforming his second primordial spirit into nourishment for his own physical refinement.

This is also why Ji Ming has been a guest at the Hidden Spirit Sect in Hunshui Mountain.

In his mind, this uncreated magical book, the Book of Demons, partly needed to draw on the "Book of Demon-Slaying and God-Controlling Techniques" from the Hidden Spirit Sect. He needed to exchange his insights with the Purple-Faced Golden Granny, a master of magic, in person.

Unfortunately, the Purple-Faced Golden Granny has been living deep in the Demon Palace beneath the Earth's core, opening the gates to the Underworld to receive the most yin, filthy, and malevolent energy and establish a demonic temple. She seems to have no intention of meeting Ji Ming, the Taiping Mountain monk.

Therefore, Ji Ming could only try to find a solution through Hei Xiao, the second primordial spirit. After all, the two Qing Gu had been practicing the "Demon Slayer Technique" for over a hundred years and had a deep understanding of this magic, so they could exchange ideas.

Black Owl held a piece of Evil Light Stone in his hand, cleared his throat, and spoke in a voice transmission that he hadn't used in a long time: "Are you there?"

(End of this chapter)