Wet viviparity

Chapter 187 Stone Cell, Good Banquet
On the mountain, after receiving a set of Miaofa clothes, a sword, three plates of pearls, several elixirs, a book on Zhenfa Mi Gong, and 3,360 talisman coins, he also dealt with the rest of the affairs and hurriedly left Taiping Mountain to the north.

The longer we delay here, the easier it will be for Zen Master Sura and Zhiguang to have an opportunity.

After Feixiong City's deputy general Tian Ye was sent to Beihu Ferry, Ji Ming traveled almost non-stop for several weeks, riding the treasure boat on the lake to the south, changing boats many times along the way to avoid secret eyes and ears.

A black boat was floating on the vast lake that looked like the sea.

It is just like this: The lake is new in early autumn, with a few clumps of reeds swaying. The leaves are falling and the lotus is withering, and a few willow branches are dancing with yellow leaves. The mist is vast and the old friends are sparse, and the yellow chrysanthemums decorate the mountains to make them more beautiful. The water is shallow and the rocks are exposed, and the fish and crabs are fat. The cold dew slightly touches the grass and the grass is fine.

At the bow of the boat, Ji Ming was wearing a ochre-yellow Buddhist robe, a pair of straw sandals, a red belt around his waist, and a Buddhist sword on his back. He was looking at the lake, admiring the scenery.

On the lake, there was a faint figure standing on a dark cloud, looking at Ji Ming from afar. It was Zhiguang, the third disciple of Suluo who had accompanied him all the way.

This man who was at the third stage of foundation building disguised himself and blended in with all the ships, from the huge ship that Ji Ming took at the beginning to the ordinary ships.

Finally, when they arrived at the small black boat, he gave up riding on the same boat and stopped following. Ji Ming secretly felt it was a pity. If the other party had followed him for a while longer, he would have fallen into his trap.

"pity!
pity! "

He cried out inwardly and stopped looking at the figure in the distance.

"Boatman, how far is it to Xiaosi Island?"

"Not far, not far, it's just ahead." The boatman at the stern said in a gentle voice while rowing.

There were three or five people sitting in the tent on the boat, all dressed as wanderers. There was hesitation in their eyes. They wanted to speak to the Taoist priest at the bow of the boat, but were afraid of offending the immortals, so they just sat there stiffly.

While we were hesitating, the boat had already approached the shadow of an island.

Finally, a man stood up straight, rushed to the bow, clasped his fists and bowed, but he saw the flying figure and the fluttering robes, which startled him and he stayed where he was, and his clenched fists did not loosen for a long time.

After landing on the island and entering the small temple, Ji Ming dispersed the strong men and isolated the inside and outside of the small temple.

Under the altar, a gray-haired rat emerged, stood up, leaned over to Ji Ming and said, "Master, it seems that the monk Zhiguang has a very sharp sense of perception, but this ambush failed."

The Yaksha statue in the temple turned its head and spat out a jade pillow, saying, "Although I have run around in the water palace for many times, I only have this dream pillow. After all, people leave and tea gets cold."

"it is good!"

Ji Ming was overjoyed, stroking the warm surface of the pillow, and said, "Yaksha should be credited for this achievement."

Shu Si called out in human form, took out a jade pillow from his sleeve, and said, "In a treasure chest of a talisman money store in the city, there is a cultivator who is pawning a dream pillow passed down from his ancestors. I negotiated with him several times and sold it for 2,400 talisman money."

"good!"

Holding the two dream pillows in his hands, Ji Ming felt that there was a lot to be achieved in the future.

The dream pillow is not a magic weapon, but a disposable treasure. However, unlike the elixir talisman, it was first refined by the "Great Dream Immortal" in the Great Chunyang Palace, and later ones were all refined according to the true teachings of this immortal.

It is not something that can be produced in batches like Taoist products, but is given as a gift to fellow Taoists for three days.

"Next, should we go to Xiaoxi Mountain?"

Recently, Qian Geng vaguely heard something in the conversation between Ji Ming and Shu Si, so he wanted to go to Lan Yin Fang as soon as possible to confirm his thoughts.

If it was really as he thought in his heart, he would be willing to call him Master.

"Qian Geng, do you remember what you said in the Iron Prison Temple?"

"You mean the Mirage Dragon Stone Cell!"

Qian Geng immediately remembered this incident, the rumor about the cockatrice and snake mating, which resulted in the conception of mirage eggs. He remembered that he had just casually cited a successful example, but he did not expect Ji Ming to really take it seriously. He felt a little guilty and asked awkwardly, "Are you really planning to hatch a mirage dragon?"

"The Thousand Illusions Mage from the South Sea you mentioned can do it, so why can't I do it?"

Qian Geng didn't know where Ji Ming's confidence came from, but Ji Ming's style of doing things has always been steady, so he believed that this confidence was not groundless.

"Let's get the stone cell first, and then go to Fayan Villa in Xiaoxi Mountain." After Ji Ming finished his work, he set off immediately.

Seeing Qian Geng still staring at the ancestral temple with a look of melancholy on his face, Shu Si bowed and said with a smile: "Yunyu Temple is a large temple, very good for sheltering from the wind. If you are so hesitant, why don't you stay in the temple.

Although this ancestral temple is small, it is still a legacy, and one can live a carefree life without being disciplined.

In addition, fellow Daoist Qian, rest assured that even if you do not follow the master, the master will compensate you for your efforts this time in the future."

Qian Geng ignored Shu Si's words and just shouted to the toad monster in the temple to pack up his bags. Then he simply left the temple and chased the young Taoist who had already drifted away on the lake.

After obtaining the mirage dragon stone cell from an island mountain near Jinbi Water Palace, Ji Ming went straight to Guye Prefecture, flying mostly in the vast sea of ​​smoke all the way.

Although there are evil monsters lurking in Luoyin Lake, Ji Ming has Qian Geng, the Mao God of Yunyu Temple. Before Yunyu Temple finds out that Qian Geng has abandoned the temple, he can still travel unimpeded on the lake.

Along the way, Shu Si talked about future actions, and Qian Geng listened and thought more. In this way, they arrived at Lanyinfang in Guhezhou safely in more than half a month.

Xiaoxishan, Tonghua Temple.

This was a famous monastery nearby. The abbot of the temple, Master Hu Ma, was famous for his strict precepts. However, he disappeared inexplicably six years ago, causing the temple to decline.

Nowadays, this temple is presided over by only a few disciples of Tiger and Horse, and there are a few big and small cats and dogs who make trouble for separation every few days, making the temple uneasy.

On this day, a scholar in white clothes and a short wealthy businessman from another place came to the temple. They said in the temple that they were old acquaintances of Zen Master Hu Ma, and donated a large sum of money to the merit box.

After another three to five days, the scholars and wealthy businessmen had become good friends with the abbots of the temple and wanted to invite all of Tiger and Horse's old friends to the temple to hold the good banquets that were usually held in the temple.

So the abbots redecorated the main hall and vied with each other to post messages in the mountain. Suddenly, Xiaoxi Mountain became lively, and the news also spread to the Fayan Villa on the mountain.

"Where is the Blue Eyed Fox?"

In a Zen room in the other courtyard, the monk Fawen, who was sitting cross-legged, was beating a wooden fish and asking questions as if he had no intention of asking them.

The disciples and monks immediately opened their closed eyes, and one of them replied, "They went, along with the Flying Taoist Chen Ding, the Iron Palm of the Mixed River Lu Guangshan, the Powder-faced Thief Cui Erniang, and other heroes of Xiaoxi Mountain."

Another disciple said angrily: "Before the Tiger Horse Zen Master disappeared, he was just a falcon or dog by your side.

These two men traveled to Xiaoxi Mountain and stayed in Tonghua Temple for a long time, but they didn't even pay homage to you, the real Buddha. Now, you have set up a grand banquet in the temple, but you didn't even send me a letter."

Monk Fawen shook his head, remembering the letter from his senior brother Zhiguang.

"Now is a time of trouble. A great enemy is coming. Senior brother and master are all paying close attention to his schedule. I'm afraid our good days will be gone forever."

One of the disciples saw what the monk Fawen was thinking and said with a smile, "Then you should enjoy it and relax your mind so as to prepare for a big enemy."

At this time, a blue-eyed Taoist priest with a cold temperament came into the room with her waist twisted. Monk Fawen immediately dismissed the disciples on his left and right, and before Taoist priest Kun could say anything, they started a "battle of magic" on the couch.

After a fierce battle, they were sweating profusely, their ears were rubbing against each other, their lotus feet were hooked on their hairy legs, their bald heads were pressed against their cloud-like hair, and they were breathing hotly.

"Blue-eyed Fox, why don't you go to the banquet at Tonghua Temple?"

Although they were passionate, Kun Dao still had a cold look on his face. Seeing this, the monk Fa Wen wanted to "fight" again, but Kun Dao pushed him away and said, "Everyone in the temple is waiting for you, the distinguished guest. Don't keep everyone waiting for too long."

(End of this chapter)