Wet viviparity

Chapter 508: General Outline, Zhang Yuelu
"Junior brother, junior brother."

Ji Ming had just come out of Zhenjun Cave and was enjoying the breeze on the peak for a while when he heard Senior Brother Xinghua calling him.

"Junior brother, you are still thinking about what happened in the cave. I am helpless, so I rejected your proposal. If you feel hurt, I apologize."

Seeing Xinghua Zhenren bowing and apologizing, Ji Ming quickly stepped aside and said, "Brother, you are the chief steward of the mountain. You have to consider the overall situation. I don't have such a heavy burden. It's difficult for me to speak in a thoughtful way. I should apologize to you."

After saying this, the two of them smiled at each other and were happy.

"Junior Brother Lingxu, to be honest, what you said is also what I think in my heart. I watched Xiaoyuan grow up, so how could I not know his character.

However, everything in the world is subject to the law that after a long period of prosperity, it will eventually decline. After the Second World War, the morale of many disciples on and off the mountain increased greatly, and the Taoism in the south of the Yangtze River prospered day by day, but the root cause of decline was also deeply hidden among them.

Although my brother has some power, I don’t think there is a solution. I can only preserve my foundation. What a pity.”

"Brother, you worry too much."

Ji Mingdao.

Ji Ming was destined to be unable to understand Xinghua Zhenren's worries. Even if he did, it would be difficult for him to take them to heart. To reverse this trend of prosperity leading to decline, even an immortal could do nothing.

"Now that the vote has been made, Xiao Yuan can hold the treasure on behalf of others. Who knows if this is not a blessing from Mount Taiping in the future?"

He said so.

"I hope so."

Xinghua Zhenren sighed and then talked about other things.

"In the letter you sent me, there are some clues about Kong Xianxu's return to Dafa.

That great Dharma is the immortal scripture in the Seven Killings Palace and is not widely circulated in the world. Currently, it is known that the one-horned god "Xiaozhu Jinting" in the Fire Casting Mountain in the Southern Wilderness has a complete scripture, which includes the general outline and two volumes, the main and the supplementary volumes.

This one-horned god has an extraordinary background. He is the descendant of the same alien species as the giant Xiao in the Southern Wilderness when the Seven Killing Palace's Saint of the Demons descended to the earth in the previous dynasty. He was born with a divine horn, which is even more miraculous than your six fingers.

However, the second volume of his Kong Xian Xu Hui Da Fa contains mostly magic and nightmare techniques. During the time of the previous God, he felt that the second volume was not detailed enough and was afraid that it would harm his descendants, so he sealed this second volume in the South China Sea. "

"Brother, do you know how to interpret this sutra?"

Jiming asked.

Xinghua Zhenren did not explore the reason why Ji Ming asked. After all, this was a matter of cultivation. If Ji Ming did not tell him, he would not ask him. He said, "For scriptures like this, the texts are mostly in the form of dragon and phoenix seals. These are the texts evolved from the true form of the heavenly book. There is only a way to interpret them in the general outline."

"Xiaozhu Jinting, the One-horned God, the general outline."

Ji Ming spoke to himself in order to elicit additional words from Brother Xinghua.

"Junior brother, if you want to take advantage of it, I advise you to give up the idea.

In his early years, the One-Horned God once teamed up with the two old men, Hook and Sickle, to cause trouble in the area, but was forcibly suppressed by Mother Wei De for hundreds of years. Now he is cultivating himself and educating his descendants, but it is a pity that he himself is not upright, and the children he educated are all crooked.

But he is an old demon who has become famous, and his demonic power still remains. Our Taiping Mountain signboard is not very effective in his presence."

"I'm just curious. The Seven Killings Palace has repeatedly allowed the Sage to descend to the lower world, and there are many arrogant gods and immortal officials in the palace. If we encounter them outside in the future, there will inevitably be some friction. Knowing more about the Seven Killings Palace is also a way to prevent trouble before it happens."

When Xinghua Zhenren heard this, he wanted to say something but stopped, and finally let out a short sigh. The affairs of the world were already troublesome enough for Taiping Mountain, let alone the affairs of heaven.

He warned, "If you can manage it in the future, do so. If you can't manage it, don't force yourself to intervene. Especially for that Saint, if he dares to come down to the mortal world, he must have a reason to stand firm."

Ji Ming didn't want to talk more about this topic, so he changed the subject and talked about his upcoming return to Yanxu Mountain.

Zhenren Xinghua was not surprised by this. Cultivators have no constraints, and flying around is normal for them. Moreover, Lingxuzi has just established his authority as a Zhenren. Choosing to go back and educate the state of Guhe is a shortcut to building up his authority.

After bidding farewell to Master Xinghua, Ji Ming looked out at the cloudscape and suddenly smiled. It was true that cultivators were free from restraints, but looking at himself, he was entangled by all kinds of grand ambitions.

Things like the second soul body, the refining of Bao Ruyi, the upgrading of the immortal organs and so on, if a cultivator can achieve one of these in his lifetime, it would be enough to rely on this magical method to dominate the world for a while. But Ji Ming insisted on getting them all. How could he be free and unrestrained?

“If you want to get something, you must first give it.”

Ji Ming said inwardly, and paused. In the next second, he was already in the clouds, escaping to the southwest. The strong wind wrapped around him, like a cloak, like driving a speeding car, and in the blink of an eye, he left the mountains and rivers behind him. Ji Ming flew higher and higher, and the strong wind outside his body crushed several acres of flying clouds. He came to a layer where the atmosphere was thin and the strong wind blew through, and the golden light of the sun shone directly at him.

Ji Ming slowed down here to enjoy the scenery. The Yin Spirit in the pill moved, making him look at the sea of ​​clouds below. There seemed to be a reflection of light like a golden scale flipping, which was extremely tiny, but also extremely dangerous.

The golden scales came from far away in the blink of an eye. It turned out to be a golden sword light shooting out from the clouds.

Just as Ji Ming was about to dispatch the divine general, the sword light suddenly stopped in front of him. The delicate manipulation of the sword reminded Ji Ming of Master Yuan Ren's swordsmanship. When he saw the sword clearly, Ji Ming was surprised and said, "Amber Yellow Sword, it's you!"

In the sword, a Taoist with long hair that was half gray and half white emerged from the sword, slowly rose up, sat in the air, raised his hands, and said with a bow: "Jin Tong, cousin!"

Ji Ming remained silent and looked at the Taoist in front of him. He could hardly recognize that this was the Zhang Xiaoyuan of the past. He heard that Zhang Xiaoyuan was banished to several states in succession, and his life fell directly from heaven to this mud.

His current state of premature aging shows Zhang Xiaoyuan's current state of mind.

However, Ji Ming sensed a trace of gold nature, the nature of the indestructible golden elixir, in this appearance of decay.

In the air, Zhang Xiaoyuan had an inexplicable look, mixed with regret and guilt. He said: "Senior Mingxia has told me in detail about the discussion in the cave. I really didn't expect that you, Jintong, would repay evil with kindness and support me. Looking back on the past, it was just a difference of one thought that led to such a big mistake.

I am not only sorry for you, my cousin, but also for my mother's teachings and my master's teachings."

Looking at this cheap cousin, Ji Ming recalled the days when they worked together in Fayan Villa in Xiaoxi Mountain, and they had never been cold to each other.

"What has passed is past. We have not yet reached a point where we are at loggerheads. Everything can still be salvaged. Even if Master Lu is so determined, there may be some relief in the future."

"Yes!
That’s right!”

Zhang Xiaoyuan said with a slight glow in his eyes.

Ji Ming stood in the strong wind, holding the bottle in one hand and making hand gestures with the other. It had been a long time since they last met, and he was not sure whether Zhang Xiaoyuan was still the same person as before, so he asked a question that went straight to his heart.

"What do you think about Baicaozi's matter, cousin?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan's eyes were surprisingly bright in his gray hair, and he said in a resounding voice: "I have no face to face you again, and I have no right to ask you to release Master Baicao. He and I are both guilty.

This time I come here only to ask that you let me be imprisoned with him in the mountain of cemeteries, so that we can atone for our sins together."

"Have you seen Baicaozi in Mount Xushan?"

Ji Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked.

"I originally wanted to imprison myself in Mount Shi, to keep my uncle company.

But the place where Master Uncle is imprisoned is the important place of Mount Xi, the Corpse Cave is a dangerous place, and Xuan Jing and that Yaksha Qian Geng take turns to guard it. Although I have entered the fourth realm, if I want to imprison myself by force, I am afraid that I will hurt others, so I have no choice but to come here to atone for my sins."

"Your affairs will be decided by the higher authorities. How can you say you are imprisoning yourself?"

Ji Ming said with a unhappy expression.

If Zhang Xiaoyuan really wanted to break into the place where Baicaozi was imprisoned in Xishan, he would probably come across the ancient stele that was sealed and hidden by Wuyu Huyundou, which recorded the "Xubu Hot Poison Talisman Diagram".

This ancient stele was taken down when Ji Ming was searching for the remains of the Poison Hook King in the Shanhe Palace on Chaogou Mountain. It was specially sealed deep in the Xishan Mountain so that the master could help study the mystery contained in it.

Once this stele is discovered by an outsider, the risk of the talisman on the stele being spied on is secondary. If the outsider is determined and investigates further and finds clues in the Mountain and River Palace, it will be difficult to clear him of the suspicion of stealing the Divine Scorpion Pearl.

"Zhang Xiaoyuan, since the upper house has made a decision, you can go back to your Jijing Mansion."

Just by hearing Lingxuzi's tone, Zhang Xiaoyuan knew that he had offended the other party unintentionally. Although he didn't know the root cause, he guessed that it was probably because of his self-imprisonment in the mountain that made the other party unhappy. He felt even more ashamed at the moment.

"My cousin, wait a minute. When I have mastered the art of 'transferring the fetus', I will open the immortal palace I built in the past and take out the immortal pills I refined in the past to atone for my sins."

Ji Ming's expression was moved. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the sword light had gone far away, and hurriedly shouted: "What kind of immortal were you in your previous life, cousin?"

The sword light disappeared under the sea of ​​clouds in the blink of an eye. After a long time, a voice rang in Ji Ming's ears, "Zhang Yuelu!"

(End of this chapter)