Wet viviparity

Chapter 948 Divine General, Former Rain Master
Deep within the Thunder Department's Cloud-Walking Division, Chen Yuanjun sat alone in a side hall.

The electric light that danced between the beams and pillars cast an uncertain shadow on his face. Beside his seat, where he sat in meditation, lay a steel whip, a divine weapon issued from the armory after he was demoted to the rank of Thunder General.

Behind him, a spirit banner was suspended by a wind-fixing pill. Under the calming power of this pill, the spirit banner moved without wind, displaying endless wonders.

When the Cloud and Rain Temple collapsed, this Wind-Fixing Pill fell into Ling Xuzi's hands, which ironically became an opportunity for him to cooperate with that Little Saint. Sometimes the line between enemy and friend is so strange and blurry.

He still felt a little guilty about it.

After all, back then, the Rain-Gathering God of the Cloud and Rain Temple borrowed the Wind-Fixing Pill from the Long-Browed Immortal to help him cultivate his magic. Now that the Wind-Fixing Pill is in Ling Xuzi's hands, he has no choice but to cooperate with Ling Xuzi to avoid wasting all his previous efforts.

Of course, the cooperation goes far beyond this.

In matters like the Treasure Treasury Merit Spirit Court, his cooperation with Lingxuzi was even more in-depth.

Over the past few decades, he has mediated most of the disputes among the major sects in Tiannan, which has enabled him to accumulate a lot of merit. Although this merit is not enough to immediately restore him to the position of Rain Master, it has given him much hope.

However, he also did many things for Ling Xuzi, some of which could be done openly, and some of which could not be done in the light of day. He felt that he was becoming more and more bound to Ling Xuzi.

"Mea~"

"Mea~"

Suddenly, the sound of sheep bleating was heard outside the hall. It turned out that Zen Master Caihu had arrived riding on a cloud.

Chen Yuanjun concealed the gleam in his eyes, drove away the flock of sheep outside the palace, and went to greet him.

“Lei Jiang seems to be quite free lately.” Zen Master Caihu glanced at the flock of sheep outside the hall and said with a forced smile, “I heard that the Xingyun Division is currently checking the rain records of various places, and even the rain records of the Feng family’s two immortals’ Yuanyuan Mountain in the North Sea are being reviewed. What exactly are you trying to do?”

"The duty lies."

When Zen Master Caihu blocked his way, Chen Yuanjun remained expressionless and gave a perfunctory reply.

The Zen master, losing his temper, pointed at Chen Yuanjun and rebuked him, saying, "You are currently just a Thunder General, and the day of your reinstatement is still far away. My master can recommend a Thunder God to be promoted to the position of Rain Master at any time."

Think carefully about the consequences. If you insist on cooperating with Ling Xuzi and determined to investigate our whereabouts, don't blame us for not warning you.

"Ha ha!
"Master, please do not be hasty. I guarantee to keep my department in check and ensure that no information from within the department leaks to Lingxuzi's ears."

Chen Yuanjun understood that Zen Master Caihu had put it this way, and if he didn't express his opinion, he would really be deliberately suppressed.

Although he didn't think that the Deputy Commander of Shenxiao was capable of recommending any immortal deity to be the Rain Master of the Department, there have only been four Rain Masters in history, and it's not something that can be filled by just any immortal.

This black tiger can't even utter such clumsy threats; truly, beasts are often stubborn and foolish.

"Take care of yourself!"

The Zen master left behind a single sentence and then vanished.

A figure emerged from behind the incense burner outside the hall.

This man, clad in a crown and armor, with a crimson embroidered robe over it and cloud-patterned boots, strode confidently before Chen Yuanjun. He bowed slightly and said, "The crane boy from the lower realm has brought news that Brother Xiaosheng has emerged from seclusion and is about to be conferred an official title. I must go to welcome him. Would you like to come along, my benefactor?"

"I'm not going." Chen Yuanjun said irritably, "General Leng Lei, you were promoted by me and served as a Heavenly General before Lingxu Xiaosheng. Such favor is immense. Now you're even testing me with your words, forcing me to state my position?"

Leng Cuishan was speechless for a moment, but still kept a straight face and said, "I hope that you will carefully consider the pros and cons of this matter, so as not to repeat the story of the last great calamity."

"Get out!" Chen Yuanjun roared, turning his head away and sitting back in the hall. Outside the hall, wind and rain raged, thunder roared, but Leng Cuishan stood firmly outside, with a blood-red shuttle light slowly emerging from its top, dispelling the surrounding wind, rain and thunder.

"What a monster! You've already reached the first stage of the Yi Jin realm in the first step of the Yi Xing realm. Once you pass the second two stages of Yi Fa and Yi Xing, you'll be a demon immortal. I've really raised a vicious wolf."

"May you take care, my Lord."

"Wait a minute. I am impartial and impartial. Since you are one of the eight Thunder Generals of the Department, you will lead the Rain Worker here. He will help you to bring rain to the human world." As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Cuishan looked at the flock of sheep outside the hall. He saw a sheep walking out of the flock. Its wool was fluffy, like a cloud. It looked around with its head held high, its posture arrogant and its eyes sharp. It was the spirit of thunder - the Rain Worker.

As dusk deepened at Ziding Mountain, Ding Ruyi arrived at Tingsong Xiaozhu outside the cave.

As soon as he pushed open the bamboo door, he saw freshly roasted tea and a new garment on the table. Looking around, he saw no one in sight.

"Green Flower!"

He spoke softly, picked up the fragrant tea, and stroked the new garment woven from brocade. He knew that it was left by his beloved wife, the fairy Lühua. The reason Lühua did not appear was because she knew that he was currently engaged in important matters and did not want to distract him or dull his spirit.

"If you have such a wife, what more can a husband ask for?"

Suddenly, the clear cry of a crane came from outside the window. One after another, the cranes landed outside the small building, transformed into children, and came over to deliver various messages.

“Young Master, the two gods and star officials at Mount Taiyi Qingmu have told us that they will surely descend from the heavens on the appointed day,” said Yihe Tong.

Ding Ruyi nodded slightly. The Pleiades Star Lord is now her master's biggest asset. Although his identity is extremely special, her master invited him to Ziding Mountain and used the mountain as the main venue, which shows that her master is a member of the Longevity Palace's celestial class, not one of the Pleiades Star Lords.

As for the two gods, Tu and Lei, although we don't expect them to become background figures, they are enough to be a powerful force.

Furthermore, these two gods have a history of misdeeds, and they are very likely to harbor disloyal intentions when facing a celestial being like Zhao Tan. Although the two gods have always respected their master, he needs to be more vigilant.

"The patriarchs of the grotto heavens reported that Patriarch Yang will personally attend the small banquet to discuss important matters," another crane attendant said.

Upon hearing this news, Ding Ruyi was overjoyed. No matter what, Taiping Mountain was the biggest support. This time, the contact with the Ji family of the True Spirit Sect was facilitated by Master Yang from beginning to end. With Master Yang present, Master had more confidence.

"Senior Leng from the Xingyun Division has sent a secret message."

The last crane attendant presented an iron plaque. As soon as Ding Ruyi received the plaque, it transformed into lightning and exploded in her hand, with a glint of light quietly entering her mind.

Ding Ruyi was not surprised; he knew this was a method of deduction used by the Thunder Department for prevention.

"The reason why Zen Master Caihu went to Beihai was to visit the two immortals of the Feng family on Yuanyuan Mountain."

The message did not explain the Zen master's intentions, but Ding Ruyi clearly felt that it was a setup for Wu Wanfang's emergence from seclusion.

Zhao Tan and Wu Wanfang had no friendship; on the contrary, they had a grudge against each other. Given Wu Wanfang's level of skill, Zhao Tan would never dare to use his power to coerce him, nor could he possibly invite a powerful figure who could threaten Wu Wanfang. Therefore, he had very few options left.

Ding Ruyi could even assert that the two immortals of the Feng family must have had a close relationship with Wu Wanfang.

The only way to deal with someone as arrogant and righteous as Wu Wanfang is to go along with his temperament and not to go against it.

Standing atop Jiheng Mountain, beside the white lotus, on the five-colored stone.

After Ji Ming emerged from seclusion, he closed his eyes and sat down here. Five colors of light—blue, red, yellow, white, and black—rotated around him. These five colors opened up a hundred-acre Dharma realm in the void, forming a small world of its own.

The winds and clouds outside the mountain peak take shape here, converging into the forms of dragons and tigers, chasing and chasing each other.

The sky is now adorned with a magnificent rosy cloud, cascading down from the sea of ​​clouds for thousands of miles. The rosy waterfall hangs in the air, and there are also flowing clouds lying horizontally above. On four or five of those clouds, there are figures, each holding a banner and an axe, arrayed in the clouds—these are the important officials from the Southern Dipper Longevity Palace.

"May the Heavenly Venerable grant boundless blessings!"
"I am so fortunate and joyful that all the celestial beings have come to witness the ceremony and offer their blessings."

Ji Ming flicked his sleeves and stood up. Barefoot, Su Lian carried him slowly upwards.

From the depths of auspicious clouds in the sky, the ceremonial guard of the Great Luo Purple Palace appeared. The chief official, no longer riding a heavenly horse and golden chariot as in the previous two imperial edicts, came on clouds, unfurling the jade scroll imperial edict in his hand.

"The Duty Officer of the Great Luo Purple Palace Department, by the decree of the Three Primal Heavenly Venerable and the imperial edict of the Three Life Old Star Lord:"
There is a revered and virtuous master named Lingxuzi of Taiping, whose virtue extends throughout the land and whose conduct is comparable to that of the southern regions. For over sixty years, he has managed the sacred resources and merits of the Lingting Temple, benefiting all living beings and extending his grace to the southern wilderness. Now, he is specially promoted to the position of Yiling Divine General of the Yanshou Palace, in charge of military affairs in the Yin and Yang realms of the southern mountains and rivers, and overseeing the winds and rains of the rivers and seas.

He bestowed upon the general a suit of armor, which could ward off the calamities of war; he granted a banner of abundant harvest, which could regulate the weather; and he further bestowed a bottle of sweet dew, which could alleviate the suffering of the region.

(End of this chapter)