Wet viviparity

Chapter 859 Timing, Longbo Kingdom
Inside the relic bottle, Ji Ming frequently checked the state of the Dangerous Path God being suppressed by the Yin Yang Golden Talisman, fearing that the god still had various means to break the golden talisman and escape. As it turned out, Ji Ming's worries were unnecessary.

It seems that everything is as the True Lord predicted. The God of Perilous Path is only pursuing superficial changes in his supernatural powers on the wrong path, thinking that one method can break all methods. Little does he know that all his wonderful techniques are based on the wrong path and do not reach the fundamental way, thus falling into inferior levels.

Because of his extreme desire to pursue the highest level of a certain technique, he neglected the cultivation of other demonic arts and magic techniques. His skills were not complete, and once he was countered, he was defeated in an instant.

As luck would have it, the false mountain created by the Transformation Technique was precisely what led him astray.

Even if the Divine Path of Danger manifests countless divergent paths, as long as he remains within the Forbidden Mountain, his supernatural powers are as clear as lines on the palm of Ji Ming and Zhang Xiaoyuan's hand, without any hidden secrets or mysteries.

"Time is also fate."

Even after arriving at the ancient city walls outside the gorge, Ji Ming still had many feelings.

After all, a being equivalent to a senior fifth-level innate deity was defeated and captured in the blink of an eye, and his fate was now in the hands of him. How could he not feel a lot of emotion?

After clearing his mind of distractions, Ji Ming focused on the current task. The great calamity was not yet over, and he could not afford to be distracted.

The condition of this ancient city wall is far inferior to that of the one on the flat top of Shuifu Mountain in Guangyuan. Apart from some broken walls, giant pillars and tall halls, it is almost impossible to tell that this is an ancient city built in ancient times for flood control.

As Zhang Xiaoyuan walked through the area, a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes.

He pointed to the few solitary giant pillars that stretched into the deep, dark sky above, reaching the dome. They were at least a thousand feet high, and below them was a foundation of huge, flat stone slabs. They vaguely formed a grand hall.

Living in such a grand hall, one can imagine that one's status is extraordinary; only the great men of the mythical kingdom of Longbo possess such stature.

"Back then, when Prince Gunlong was granted the title of Earl Yin, he received two divine mandates from Heaven and the Heaven of the Land. In addition, he was the son of Huanglong Xian, one of the four attendant immortals of Huangtian. His prominence lasted until the end of the flood control efforts, when he was executed on the shore of the East Sea. He steadily outshone Emperor Xi, and even Heaven itself paled in comparison to him."

In that era, among the thirty-six kingdoms at home and abroad, there were the Longbo Kingdom of the Great Ruins of the East Sea, the Three-Headed Kingdom of the Divine People of the Heavenly Mountains, the Feathered People Kingdom of Danqiu, the Immortal Land of the South Sea, and the Qigong Kingdom, the leader of all craftsmen, who assisted Yinbo Gun.

The ancient fortifications within the Southern River were primarily built by a high-ranking official of the Longbo Kingdom. It is said that he erected a magnificent city in just seven years. This official of the Longbo Kingdom truly deserves to be called a person of mountains and seas, a gift from Heaven.

Ji Ming knew that Zhang Xiaoyuan, in a sense, was also a participant in the turbulent events of the Yuan Emperor's reign.

Of course, Ji Ming privately thought that his cousin's involvement was not high, otherwise he wouldn't have needed to undergo tribulation. At least he could have been a carefree immortal god under the rule of the heavens, just like the old golden rooster, and wouldn't have needed to deliberately whitewash his past.

Zhang Xiaoyuan glanced at Ling Xuzi, and he had a jolt of instinct that Ling Xuzi was thinking something bad, and it must be about him.

"The Great Ruins of the East Sea is none other than the present-day Diqiu."

When Ji Ming saw that Zhang Xiaoyuan's expression was not right, he knew that his cousin was very perceptive, so he immediately changed the subject and said, "I heard that during the Yuanhuang and Tianhuang eras, the territory of this Great Ruins was reduced by several times, which is why it became the current Diqiu."

Although the hills are now quite large, the Lord of Longbo Kingdom is so immense that it would be difficult for him to live there for generations.

His words were indeed a test. When his second primordial spirit body resided in the small thorny valley of the hill, he had also explored the hill. The area was a thousand miles wide and four thousand miles long. It was not difficult to roughly circle around it, but he had not found the Longbo Kingdom.

Zhang Xiaoyuan is now like a living fossil, so we must investigate him thoroughly.

Zhang Xiaoyuan laughed and said, "You are now one of the most prominent cultivators in the world. How could you not know the story of Longbo fishing for turtles?"

The story of Longbo fishing for turtles tells of five great mountains in the east of the ancient sea, which rise and fall with the tides. The Heavenly Emperor ordered a great god of the North Sea to command fifteen giant turtles to raise their heads and stand atop these five mountains, dividing them into three shifts that would be rotated every 60,000 years.

Thus, the five mountains began to stabilize and cease to move. However, in the country of Longbo, there was a great man who, after taking only a few steps, arrived at the location of the five mountains. With one hook, he caught six giant turtles, carried them together on his back, and returned to his country. He then burned the bones of the giant turtles to divine good or bad fortune.

Because the six giant turtles were caught, two of the five mountains flowed to the northernmost point and sank into the sea.

The Heavenly Emperor was furious about this, so he gradually shrank the territory of Longbo Kingdom, making it narrower and narrower. From then on, the people of Longbo Kingdom who lived on this land became shorter and shorter. Later, the people of that country were still tens of feet tall.

Ji Ming had heard this story before, but he considered it a far-fetched tale by ordinary people.

After all, it's easy to imagine how much distortion has occurred in the transmission of an ancient story to the present day. Moreover, how could the Heavenly Emperor in the story, that is, the one from the heavens, allow such a secret to be spread?

However, judging from Zhang Xiaoyuan's appearance, this story seems to be very credible. Then the shrunken territory should be the former Great Ruins, which is now the hill at the end of the East China Sea.

"Heaven created the Lord of Longbo Kingdom, yet he was punished by the heavens. How many unknown secrets are there behind this? And where is the Lord of Longbo Kingdom now? It's truly intriguing," Ji Ming thought to himself.

The hidden truths in history always contain treasures, and there is absolutely no doubt about that.

The two walked and talked, and soon arrived at the Star Gazing Platform. It was now just a mound, with some areas revealing neatly cut five-colored stones. These stones were quarried from Xiuyu Mountain and were used to build the Imperial Platform during the Tianzhou period, but they have now disappeared.

On the star-gazing platform, the two had only been there a short time when smoke and light appeared.

The smoke was barely visible, just a faint wisp. The laughter from within had barely reached your ears when the smoke arrived, truly a speed that matched sound and form perfectly.

In the smoke and light, a figure with the body of a horse and the face of a human was thrown down heavily, landing in front of Ji Ming and Zhang Xiaoyuan, causing the entire hill to tremble.

This blood-red creature with the body of a horse and the face of a human was none other than Xiong, one of the Four Fiends. At this moment, his true form was pierced by a wooden staff, and his expression revealed extreme horror. Furthermore, a talisman was pressed on his Niwan Palace, completely sealing off all his demonic magic and spiritual energy.

Ji Ming's eyelids twitched. He had been feeling quite emotional about the defeat and capture of the Danger God, but now, seeing a demon god who had already attained enlightenment being thrown into such a sorry state before him, the shock in his heart was unimaginable.

In the smoke, Master Xuanying held his pipe, puffing away. Three fiery shadows flickered above his head and shoulders as he looked at Ji Ming with a complex expression.

Ji Ming raised his hands to Xuan Ying Shangren and said, "Congratulations, Senior Brother, on your success in vanquishing the demon."

The smoke suddenly vanished and reappeared elsewhere, clearly avoiding the ceremony and not daring to accept it. It said, "I was merely ordered by the True Lord to run errands to the Western Divine Pillar. What merit could I possibly have?"

Ji Ming's expression turned serious, and he said, "Senior brother, why be so modest? Although I do not know the specific details, I understand that such a spiritual treasure is not something that can be easily lent. You went to the Western Divine Pillar alone, with no one to ask for help. You had to resolve any unforeseen circumstances yourself. How can you be considered someone who has accomplished nothing?"

I have heard of the Western Divine Pillar. It is a place where extraordinary people and immortals from ancient times to the present have built huts and discussed metaphysics. Some of them are even treated as honored guests by the immortals of the Thunder Department and the star lords of the Dipper Department. If there is any accident there, it will be extremely dangerous.

Besides, if we really calculate things according to what Senior Brother says, wouldn't we be guilty?

Master Xuanying waved his hand, put down his pipe, and said with a frustrated expression, "You're good with words, you're right, I can't argue with you, I can't argue with you."

"Brother!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan gazed into the distance from the hill for a while, then asked Master Xuanying, "When will the time come?"

(End of this chapter)