Wet viviparity

Chapter 96: Confession, Correct Solution
A confession letter was caught by a crow and flew through the thin mountain fog, over the peaks that were bowing to the Zirong Peak, and then when it landed on the Jing River, its claws loosened.

With a splash, the confession fell into the water and turned into a puddle of paste.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the muddy place, scooped in the paste, and pulled out an illusory and invisible scroll of paper.

In this way, this confession letter was passed through many places by water and finally arrived at Hemingfang's Heguan.

When this letter of confession arrived at Heguan, Feihuzi was busy refining elixir in front of the furnace behind the mountain with three of his disciples for quite some time.

Taoist Feihu sat on a cushion with his clothes open, his feet crossed, taking a sip of wine, and holding a fire-making fan to his chest, looking very comfortable.

The three disciples were busy in front of the furnace, and they were covered in dust.

The eldest disciple, who had a whisk stuck in his belt behind his waist, asked, "Master, should this batch of medicine powder be sent to Lan Yin Fang?"

"nature!"

The old Taoist nodded and said complacently: "That Su Luozi has always been very self-righteous, thinking that he can see through the situation and control everything. But you should know that a leaf blocks your vision and you cannot see Mount Tai; two beans block your ears and you cannot hear thunder.

He was too obsessed with the gods, and ended up falling behind, which is why I took advantage of his opportunity to set up this situation."

"Who wouldn't care about the people who are blocking his way?" The second disciple, who had a copper handle on his waist, scratched his hair and complained.

The eldest disciple approached the old Taoist priest and said worriedly, "We have sold several batches of medicinal powders in Lanyin Fang, all of which were specially made for those independent people. If this continues for a long time, I am afraid..."

"Go on."

"I'm afraid that those scattered people's minds will not be able to use the secret skills to restrain their demonic nature, and they will all become monsters. By then, the assessment of the Taoists in the Lanyin branch will be in chaos."

"Ha ha!"

The old Taoist laughed and said, "It's already full of smoke and miasma."

"We have been fighting with Panku Mountain in the Guancai Cave area for more than ten years. This situation has made people in Lanyin feel uneasy.

The headquarters implemented a policy of reducing the difficulty of the assessment for Taoists, so that those individual people can also enter the Taoist class and become Taoists of the sect, which can be regarded as winning the hearts of all the people in this sect.

If we continue to dump Dantou medicine powder like this, it will ruin Taipingshan’s plan and the headquarters will hold us accountable in the future.”

The old Taoist stopped fanning the fire and said quietly, "When Su Luozi threatened the mountain and river gods of Lanyinfang and searched the mountains and soil to locate the gods, did Taiping Mountain hold him accountable?

He privately granted the power of Yintu to the mountain ghost of Wei Niao Mountain, and secretly passed on the Yin treasure that was exclusively used by the Underworld Cao. Did the people on Taiping Mountain pay any attention?

In the final analysis, it was because he, Su Luozi, had the support of the ghost from the Earth Department behind him, and even the heretic Yanshou was covered up, so the other things were naturally trivial matters. "

Taoist Fei Hu became more and more angry as he spoke, and angrily cursed: "Even if that thief is really born of ghosts and gods, my Heguan is not without background, why should I be afraid of him?"

While he was cursing, a confession was delivered here.

"Look, my little disciple is far away in another continent, but he still remembered to send me a confession as a letter from home!"

The old Taoist laughed heartily, then suddenly thought of something and his expression changed slightly.

He picked up the thin, invisible confession book and looked at it, thinking to himself, "How long has it been? Could it be that the boy has already achieved Qi Flower?"

He remembered that he had written on the "confidential text" of the Crane Controlling Technique that he had attained the Qi Flower, practiced the Demon Transformation with both palms, and then wrote a confession and threw himself into the river to convey it to him.

"Three flowers gather together!"

The old Taoist frowned and looked at it carefully again.

"The energy of the crane can be spread throughout the body, becoming solid and unified, and achieving the characteristics of perfect secret skills."

Throwing down the fan in his hand, the old Taoist read it word by word, and the joy in his eyes could hardly be contained, which aroused the curiosity of the three disciples.

"Very good, Master, I am trusted by you and allowed to stay in Huoxu Cave. This is the treatment my beloved disciple deserves. Master, you have a keen eye for talent as always!"

Suddenly, his smile faded slightly, and he looked at the confession book, reciting in his heart: "Hold the magic weapon, the dirty golden bottle, and accompany the master to the fairy banquet in the Yintian Palace."

"Is the master's emphasis too high?"

The old Taoist priest was sitting on the cushion in front of the stove, feeling a little anxious and worried, fearing that his beloved disciple would see the world, succumb to temptation, and become a disciple of the master.

The three disciples noticed that the Taoist priest's expression changed and they secretly glanced at the confession book out of the corner of their eyes.

"Zhong Chengzi!"

The eldest disciple exclaimed.

After being reminded by his disciple, the old Taoist read the last paragraph and could no longer sit still. "If that ghost god Zhong Chengzi holds a banquet, Suluozi must be present. My beloved disciple..." The old Taoist was a little panicked and looked up at the sky. This was truly beyond his control.

What was beyond his control was not only the fact that Ji Ming was accompanying them to the Banquet of Ghosts and Gods, but also the fact that the master valued Ji Ming beyond his understanding.

"Are the gods really so outstanding?!"

Sitting on a half-acre-sized yellow cloud scarf, Ji Ming, with his sleeves hanging down and holding the dirty golden bottle, used the Crane Controlling Skill to spread a layer of energy all over his body to block the fierce gale from the sky.

Beside him, Susu and Li Muru were both standing on cloud capes.

The local master and Fire Dragon Immortal were meditating in front. Ji Ming looked around, watching the rolling clouds below.

Unlike the centipede monster in the previous life, or the crow monster in the life before that, both of which often flew at low altitudes of hundreds of kilometers, this one is now at least several thousand meters.

"If this falls down."

Ji Ming withdrew his gaze and was about to close his eyes to rest, but Li Muru came to his side.

"I didn't expect that Master would give you, an outsider, the treasure bottle to keep."

"You care about this."

Ji Mingdao.

The person who cares least about this matter in Huoxu Cave should be the third disciple Li Muru. After all, she is the least valued and cultivated by the master.

"I don't care, but my senior sister does. This is probably one of the few things she cares about."

Li Mu seemed to be in a very good mood at this time. Perhaps it was because she found a little comfort in seeing her senior sister being neglected just like her.

"Give!"

Li Muru took out three Dantou Void Flowers used to practice the "Sea City Method" and stuffed them into Ji Ming's arms, saying, "If you have the opportunity to gradually upgrade the Sea City Method to a spell, its future potential will be no less than your Crane Control Technique."

Perhaps because he was inspired by the magnificent scenery above the clouds, Ji Ming rarely revealed his thoughts in front of outsiders.

"With my cultivation level at the first level of Qi cultivation, it is still a bit difficult for me to practice two secret skills at the same time. If I want to improve my magic, I am afraid I can only take an unconventional approach."

"Reverse training?!"

Li Muru glanced at Ji Ming and asked in confusion, "I dare not practice this reverse training method even though I have a great grudge against you. How dare you practice this reverse training method when you haven't even grown a hair yet?"

As he spoke, his face showed anger, and he said, "It must be Wei Wulan who instigated him. He himself has not yet mastered the skills, yet he dares to mislead the students."

Ji Ming really couldn't understand Li Muru's behavior. If you say she wasn't a bad person, she dared to spy on people holding ceremonies to pray to the gods; if you say she was a bad person, she had a chivalrous heart that stood up for the weak.

Humans are truly the most contradictory. They cannot be simply defined as good or evil.

However, it is also because of this that wonderful stories are created, making the world even more unpredictable and unpredictable.

"It's not Brother Wei's instigation, but I have to do it."

Ji Ming lowered his head as he spoke and sniffed the three void flowers one by one. When he sniffed them, the crystal-like flowers turned into wisps of white smoke that flowed into his nose.

Ji Ming's body became illusory, as if it could be blown away at any time.

Li Muru watched Ji Ming practicing Haishi Dafa while communicating with her, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that his will was as strong as iron and stone.

You should know that Haishi Dafa is a unique skill that is different from other secret skills. It does not involve dynamic exercises, but rather the practice of the mind.

After inhaling Dantou·Void Flower, practitioners will find themselves in a hallucination, with scenes depicting them being stabbed by knives and axes, having their faces covered with rotten feces, or being buried by poisonous insects.

As long as you persist and break the illusion, this mirage method can reach a small level of success.

"Aren't you Fei Huzi's disciple?! Ask him to give you a spiritual crane and help you refine a Dao Zang. This is the correct way for us to improve our magic."

"Dharma bones and Dao organs, Dharma bones are formed innately, while Dao organs are cultivated later.

In short, it’s difficult! Difficult! Difficult!”

There are not many sacred cranes left in the small blessed land of Heguan.

In the Taoist's own words, many of them are at the level of grandmothers, with low reproductive desire, and they have to rely on their shed old feathers to be refined. How could he be willing to use them to be refined into Taoist organs?

Even the Taoist himself, he also practiced magic in reverse order, but he went astray and his crane feet could not be restored.

(End of this chapter)