Wet viviparity

Chapter 542: Original Form, Improvement
The atmosphere in the hall was a little depressing, and Yang Qian's face turned red and white.

He was angry that Chi Shen Zi had cast a magic spell on him, and he was also worried that Chi Shen Zi would vent his anger on him. He already had a great enemy like Ling Xu Zhenren, and if he made an enemy of Chi Shen Zi, he would be in trouble from both sides. If the news got out, he would be laughed at by his fellow disciples.

The world is in a difficult situation now. The True Lord of the Mountain is unifying the orthodox ways of southern Tian. All the major branch temples have begun to organize Taoist books, distinguish the authenticity of the scriptures, and are also writing the "Rituals of Offerings and Fasts" as a classic for southern Tian.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that what Master Lu did was to pave the way for the subsequent reforms, but no one can stop him. This is the brilliance of Master Lu in compiling the Taoist book and the rituals and rules.

These things have far-reaching impacts, but they do not affect interests much. It is like a frog in boiling water. Although you know you are about to be boiled to death, you cannot feel the pain at the moment, so naturally no one will step forward.

He suppressed his anger, lowered his head and raised it again, repeating it several times before he managed to resist the shame in his heart and said a few polite words to liven up the atmosphere. He knew that his face must have turned red by now.

As he spoke, he felt a chill on his back.

He looked back and saw that it was Miss Jin who had escaped into the hall. He felt relieved for no reason and hurriedly called Miss Jin over to greet her.

Ji Ming faced the Buddha statue and beat the wooden fish. The golden female hero behind him strode towards him, and the sound seemed to be accompanied by wind and thunder. The disciples on both sides of the temple heard something strange, glared at him, and scolded him for his madness.

"Master Chishen, Jin Qiaoqiao is here to greet you."

Lady Jin stopped about ten steps away from Ji Ming and raised her hand to salute.

Ji Ming turned his back to the female hero named Jin, pondering the name in his mind and secretly finding it funny. He did not reveal her true identity and let her perform here, which could be considered a kind of training.

Jin Qiaoqiao was in a resolute and decisive manner. After greeting Yang Qian, she asked, "Daoyou Yang, have you explained the whole story of the last Buddhist Scripture Conference?"

"This"

Yang Qian avoided her gaze and did not reply.

Before coming here, he was afraid that he would be clumsy in speaking and would fail to resolve the conflict and instead add fuel to the fire.

At the last Buddhist scripture meeting, he had the help of Meng Nan, which was how he instigated Chi Shenzi to openly oppose Lingxuzi. This time, he obviously could not count on Meng Nan, as that side door master was determined to teach Lingxuzi a lesson.

In the letter Meng Nan left for him, there were mentioned several names of people who went to ask for help. They were all top-notch cultivators of the time, and could be considered to be the masters of the side sects and the unconventional ways. As long as one of them could be invited, Lingxuzi would find it difficult to deal with him.

Because of his last experience, when he came, he explained the situation to Liu Tao and Ms. Jin, and begged them to help speak for him.

When Jin Qiaoqiao saw Yang Qian's shy look, she knew that she had to tell the story, so she looked around and said in front of everyone, "Master, what Brother Yang said in the last Buddhist meeting was not true. He was just trying to provoke and vent his anger. This time he came here specially to apologize."

"who are you?"

Jiming asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Blood Forest Master on the side stepped out and said, "Lady, even if you want to help, you need to show some strength. Can you first report your master?"

"My master is the nun Xinru from Huangdeng Cave at Danzhu Peak in Jiheng Mountain."

"Namo. It turns out to be Senior Xinru."

The Blood Forest Master clasped his hands together and saluted in the direction of Ji Hengshan, then said, "Since you are a disciple of Senior Xinru, you are allowed to speak freely. However, Brother Yang is so fickle, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Yang Qian was embarrassed, but when he saw Jin Qiaoqiao's encouraging eyes, he made up his mind, "The injustice was caused by me, and I am willing to bear all the retribution. I only hope that no one else will be implicated because of me and lose their lives in vain."

"Good!" Jin Ni Yuan immediately stood up to support Chi Shen Zi, saying, "Why not give Daoist Fellow Yang a chance to explain the misunderstanding and resolve the feud between you and Ling Xu Zi? This will be a meritorious deed for the Buddhist sect."

Although everything was directed and acted by himself, Ji Ming still found it funny.

He had spent a huge price to maintain the small blessed land of Heguan until now, so a battle in Heguan was inevitable. Otherwise, how could he attract the immortal Ziming and relieve the anger in his heart? Therefore, he must not let Yang Qian resolve this misunderstanding.

In order to avoid any further complications, the battle of Heguan must be accelerated to reap the surplus value of this small blessed land.

Ji Ming had a blank expression on his face and let Yang Qian and Jin Qiaoqiao talk.

Jin Qiaoqiao's disguise was not very sophisticated, but her pride made up for the shortcomings of her disguise to a great extent. No wonder Yang Qian, a dignified Taihe disciple, actually took her as his leader. She had indeed made a lot of progress over the years.

"Go ahead."

Ji Mingdao.

Yang Qian was overjoyed, but then he looked remorseful. He glanced at Shu Si and said, "At the last Buddhist meeting, I did deliberately accuse Shu Si of coming here to seize karma. This was all due to my personal grudge. Meng Nan was captured by Lingxuzi in World War II, so he was the same as me at the Buddhist meeting. He wanted to make Lingxuzi uneasy and suffer more disasters, which would be best."

"Namo."

As Yang Qian was speaking, he saw Chi Shen Zi, who had his back to him, suddenly stand up and chant Buddhist mantras.

Yang Qian subconsciously shrank back. As Chi Shen Zi stood up, the whistling sound of air in the hall intensified. All the monks, big and small, in the hall had black air coming in and out of their noses, which gradually merged into two rivers of air.

"You have repented here, which shows that you still have a kind heart. The Buddha's mercy will naturally be accepted."

Ji Ming made the seal of accepting wealth and increasing treasures with his hands and said, "But I wonder if your repentance comes from your heart or is it caused by external pressure?"

"naturally."

Just as Yang Qian was about to speak, he heard Jin Qiaoqiao snort coldly. He immediately came to his senses and changed his words, "It's hard to escape the Zen master's wisdom. I did come here under pressure from the master, but I also feel remorseful."

"In this case, let me ask you, do you still want to kill Lingxuzi?"

Ji Ming asked, holding the seal.

Yang Qian looked at the seal of receiving wealth and increasing treasures, knowing that the son of Chi Shen was showing him the Buddhist way of the original deity "God of Wealth" to benefit all living beings and to answer all prayers. He swallowed hard and said, "I don't want to think about it anymore!"

Ji Ming showed a smile as if a good show was about to begin, and walked step by step to Jin Qiaoqiao.

"Jin Qiao Qiao!"

He shouted.

Jin Qiaoqiao's breathing became heavier and she tried her best to calm herself. The Chi Shen Zi in front of her was more unpredictable than she had imagined, but this was expected, after all, he was the disciple of Patriarch Ku Ma.

"you think."

"Do not want to."

Jin Qiaoqiao said decisively.

"Do not."

Ji Ming stretched out a hand, put it on Jin Qiaoqiao's shoulder, and said, "What I want to say is, do you want to kill me?"

At this moment, a ball of silver light suddenly appeared behind Jin Qiaoqiao. Ji Ming slightly turned his head to avoid the lightning nails shot by Shu Si. His hands were still tightly clasped on Jin Qiaoqiao's shoulders. Under the operation of Buddhism, his appearance changed drastically.

"Lingu, go!"

Shu Si shouted and rushed between reality and illusion, ready to take away Ling Gu who had revealed her true appearance.

Yang Qian yelled, looking at Jin Qiaoqiao in disbelief. His mouth opened, his eyes spitting fire, and he finally shouted, "You are the sister of the old thief Lingxu. Old thief, how dare you insult me!"

Just when Shu Si was about to take Ling Gu away, Ling Gu took a step forward and appeared in three locations in the hall at the same time.

"The technique of shrinking the earth has improved."

Ji Ming was very pleased, and then he raised his hand and slapped Yang Qian on the back of his head, knocking out the finger-thin sword light that had just hit Yang Qian's mouth. In an instant, blood spurted out of Yang Qian's mouth, and even his tongue came out.

Ling Gu's figure flashed again and appeared in the center of the hall. She wrapped the sword light around her wrist and said calmly, "I wanted to help Yang Qian resolve the grudge, but I didn't expect you to see through my true form. In the end, I failed. What a pity."

"Today I can break the killing rule!"

Ji Ming stood with his hands behind his back and spoke to the monks, both big and small.

"Aunt Ling, let me see how much you have improved and what skills you have learned in Huoxu Cave.

If you can give me a surprise, I will give you the Xuanying Golden Light Sword in the future. Maybe you will be able to guard and refine the three items for my precious Ruyi in the "non-human refining" step. "

(End of this chapter)