Wet viviparity

Chapter 967 Garrisoning, Dragon King Temple
The great wind remained motionless, its body like a dark cloud enveloping the staggering Longbo Giant Spirit General, and blew down sharp strands of energy that rubbed and sliced ​​across the general's body, like a cat playing with a mouse.

“It’s far enough.” Da Feng understood perfectly well that Li Bi Ti was indeed injured, but it was also true that he had been lured away from Ni Gen. However, if he did not wish to continue the fight, who could stop him? Unless those guys from Taiping Mountain came, he was not afraid of anyone.

He was willing to play along with this snotty-nosed guy just to see who was behind him.

Soon, the giant dragon spirit stopped, and a series of waves rippled from its body. The next moment, an even louder roar came from the sky. The great roar made the feathers on the wind stand up, and it hurriedly retreated dozens of miles away.

Looking further into the distance, a waterfall cascades down from the sky.

The sound of the waterfall was extremely loud, as if every drop of water was exceptionally heavy. Its curtain of water stretched for twenty or thirty miles, and the rocky ground below it was as if made of paper. Before long, it carved out a deep ravine.

At the top of the waterfall, you can see a temple – the Dragon King Temple.

A faint voice came from the temple and said to Li Biti: "Li Ru, although you have learned from many sources and innovated in the true method, you have refined the giant spirit warrior into the flesh and blood of the divine general in the 'Taiyi Jiabu True Method' and transformed the nine unique and winding 'spiritual river meridians' that should have been opened in your own body into the divine general as its backbone in the 'Nine-Bend Heavenly River True Method'."

However, you failed to integrate the differences between these two elements to truly create the Giant Spirit of Longbo; he remains a cobbled-together entity.

The wind stared at the temple atop the waterfall, a hint of apprehension flashing in its eyes. Then it flapped its wings and soared above the waterfall, drawing in a continuous stream of divine wind from the southeast direction, creating an east-west wind field at its height.

"Did You Rong Gao Zhen choose the wrong time to instruct his own disciples?"

Below the Dragon King Temple, the torrents rolled down, washing downwards. One day, a figure emerged from the temple, You Rongzi, wearing a red cloak.

You Rongzi calmly gazed at the wind that pressed down like heavy leaden clouds and asked, "Great Wind, are you very dissatisfied with the current state of Tiannan?"

Before Da Feng could speak, You Rongzi continued, "Under the governance of the cabinet, all sects are at peace, and there is no more bloodshed. It can be said that the seas are calm and the rivers are tranquil, and the world has enjoyed sixty years of peace. What exactly are you dissatisfied with in this situation?"

"What a joke! What good is peace to a demon?" Da Feng laughed loudly, opening his giant beak as he said, "For a demon immortal or ferocious god, peace is the greatest poison in the world, while chaos is our sustenance and paradise."

Do you really think that just because Victoria Peak created the "Treasury of Merit and Virtue" (宝资功德灵庭), all the gods, ghosts, and demons will be grateful to you and sincerely worship you?!

You Rongzi began to form a hand seal, and thunder surged within the waterfall. He said, "You are but a crippled immortal, yet you dare to speak ill of the affairs of the Spirit Court. You demons and evil spirits wreak havoc on the heavens, never knowing how many people are working together for the common good behind the scenes, all for the sake of peace in the human world."

"I admit that."

Despite being scornfully called a crippled immortal, the wind remained unperturbed and began to swirl rapidly within the wind field.

As he propelled the divine wind to stir up the heavy water in the river waterfall, he loudly proclaimed, "No one expected that the little saint of Taiping Mountain would actually be able to act fairly, tolerate those who disagreed with him among the seven members of the cabinet, and after the establishment of the Spirit Court, he relinquished his power to rule the south of the sky, allowing the cabinet and the Spirit Court to truly do things in the south of the sky."

If this had happened in ancient times, he would definitely have been qualified to contend for the position of ruler of heaven and earth. Unfortunately, he was born in this era.

"Heh!" You Rongzi sneered. The next moment, the river and waterfall surged up together, soaring to the top and hanging upside down in the sky, forming a wall of primordial heavy water crackling with lightning, which intercepted the wind field in the entire high sky from the middle.

"You think you're Lu Yuantong, daring to block my strong winds?"

The strong wind crashed into the water wall, causing it to dent significantly. You Rongzi, standing in front of the temple, couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

"Again!" The gale, which had crashed into the massive water wall and was locked in place by the lightning within, instantly pulled away, regrouped, and swooped down to crash into it again, displaying a fierce fighting spirit.

On the ground, Li Biti urged the Dragon Lord Giant Spirit General to raise his palm and insert it into the deep ravine that had just been pressed out by the river waterfall, drawing out the primordial heavy water left by You Rongzi to restore his own divine general state.

At this moment, two Taiping Mountain Masters, one tall and one short, came closer.

Li Biti breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the two and said, "Senior Brother Mingyue, Senior Sister Jiang, the fierce god is reluctant to leave. This is a rare opportunity, so please hurry to Nigen to investigate the situation."

The shorter one, with his hair tied in a topknot, looked old and said to Li Biti, "Uncle You Rong is indeed worthy of being a disciple who has just emerged from seclusion at Xiaolang Mountain in the Great Sage's Abode. He must have been focused on one thing all these years to break through to the fifth level of the Fetal Spirit Realm in one fell swoop."

Although Uncle-Master You Rongzi is over two hundred years old, at that age, most cultivators are still stuck in the fourth stage of the Golden Core realm. He and his master have truly lowered the average age of infant cultivation in this era.

"Stop talking nonsense and get over there."

Jiang Hongqiong, the True Man of Jiafeng, frowned and urged, then said, "Today's events have left me with an inexplicable sense of dread. Over the years, I have devoted much effort to mastering the arts of Qimen Dunjia, and I believe this feeling is not unfounded." Upon hearing this, Mingyue Tongzi's expression turned playful.

This mud root is a rare and forbidden thing in the world. It is said to be related to the heavens and has a deep origin. Therefore, the place where it is located is a place of mysterious chaos. This is not a place where Jiang Hongqiong can have any mysterious senses.

The place here is deserted, except for a male and a female disciple of the Yunyu Temple.

"Who?" Both were on high alert. When they heard footsteps approaching them openly, they immediately assumed that the person was no ordinary person and must be a top figure in Taiping Mountain.

"I!"

Ji Ming paused for a moment, replied, and then continued walking forward.

Among the two people in front of Ni Gen, the one wearing a dharma robe, with a long silver claw on his back, met the approaching weasel demon. He looked him up and down, and the murderous intent in his eyes lessened slightly. He said, "Although you are one of our own, this is an important place."

"With a formidable enemy at hand, I won't force you to fight to the death, but if you wish to seek refuge, you'll have to find another place."

Ji Ming glanced at the Taoist's robe. The robe was dark and ambiguous, seemingly gray, black, or purple, with countless tiny, erratic streams of light flowing across its surface.

If he was not mistaken, this was the Enchanted Earth Robe forged by the God of Peril. Both the robe and the silver arm on the Taoist's back were rare treasures of the treasure level. Therefore, the two people in front of him should be the God of Peril's beloved generals - Silver Demon Hand and Golden Demon Hand.

Ji Ming's gaze swept past the Taoist and looked at the woman sitting cross-legged on a Sumeru pedestal behind him. She had closed her eyes and entered meditation again, and on her back was a long-armed golden claw.

"I'm here to help."

Ji Ming stood still and said.

He was reluctant to come, after all, it was not a pleasant thing to run into someone he knew from Taiping Mountain, but who would have thought that Da Feng would be so brainless as to get entangled in a fight with You Rongzi there and be unable to win for a long time.

He even suspected that it might be Lu Zhenjun remotely using that small thought technique to make Da Feng lose his mind and become delirious.

"To be honest, you should call that guy back."

"That rascal?"

The Taoist priest paused for a moment, then followed the weasel demon's gaze to the howling wind in the distance, his expression turning grim.

"who are you?

This tone and demeanor would never be found on one of our patrolling demons at the Cloud and Rain Temple.

"I saw it!" Ji Ming casually took off the ivory token from his waist and held it in his hand. Clearly, his current behavior was completely inconsistent with what was written on the token.

Crushing the plaque and scattering the contents, Ji Ming clasped his hands inside his sleeves and said, "You two are only at the fourth level of the Golden Core realm, having just mastered the skill of 'extracting lead and adding mercury.' One of you has formed a very low-grade Golden Core, and you will surely face tribulations when your elixir advances to the Crimson Palace."

Among the enemies, Mingyue Tong'er has made great progress in recent years, not to mention that he has the righteous sect's pride, Tickle Daoist, by his side. I really don't trust you to handle this."

"enough!"

"and many more!"

The Taoist priest couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, but the woman behind him hurriedly stopped him.

With a "thud," the weasel in front collapsed to the ground, lifeless. When he turned around to look behind him, he saw his junior sister's beautiful face showing a struggle, which was quickly replaced by a calm expression, exactly the same as the weasel's face just now.

Possession and body stealing!
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Yellow Weasel Tooth Talisman – "Yunyu Temple, Jianglin Department, Patrol Little Demon Huang Silang. Appears foolish and clumsy, skilled in illusionary magic. Hangs in the long river; without the talisman, it is fake."

(End of this chapter)