Wet viviparity

Chapter 462: Offering Treasures and Seizing the God
In the ruined palace, King Zhao tried to communicate with the gods but to no avail, and he could not do anything to Lingxuzi. There was also a strange creature lurking nearby. He was frightened all day long, and had no idea what to do, and could not do anything to the other party.

The longer he stayed here, the more he felt that this overly young Taoist priest was suppressing him at certain times. His feeling of being unable to get what he wanted and having to be cautious in everything he did was really too strong.

When Kunwu was making no progress, Zhao Wangshen was also analyzing this feeling.

First of all, Lingxuzi is a Taoist from Taiping Mountain. He became famous in the second battle. Many of those who were defeated by him were of the same level of Taoism as him. He could not be sure of such people.

Thinking about it now, I really don't know why I could have been so greedy. Lingxuzi didn't show it on his face, but he was probably thinking about how to deal with him in his heart.

In addition, as a Taoist who once held great power and the Golden Fortune Messenger of Yanshou Palace, Lingxuzi was the authoritative symbol of the Taoist system of Heaven for Zhao Wangshen.

Another thing is that he doesn't understand what Lingxuzi is doing now.

He couldn't understand the breathing method that didn't feel like breathing, nor the magic that didn't feel like magic, but he could feel new changes every once in a while.

Ten days, one month, two months, four months, or half a year. King Zhao Shen had no idea how long he had been guarding outside the ruined palace. He had considered so many methods in his mind and gradually began to become anxious and worried.

Outside the temple, under the blue waves on the shore, he could always see a pale smiling face.

The face was swaying slightly, and under the water waves with a dim yellow luster, there was wet hair sticking to the cheeks, and the corners of the mouth were smiling in an exaggerated arc, revealing two rows of neatly arranged black teeth. The pure evil intent frightened him and made him tremble.

Such deep evil intentions made King Zhao realize that he had stayed in the Leiwen Mountains and Swamps for too long.

Although he did not refuse the treasures offered by the monster, not even once, as it is an unpredictable thing, how can he predict its behavior with just a few simple pieces of information? This would be a fatal way of thinking.

He had to consider the possibility that even if he continued to accept the treasures offered to him and endured the dangers hidden in those treasures, something bad would happen in the end.

However, when King Zhao was thinking about how to deal with the situation and waiting for the loud bell to ring, ready to escape at any time, he began to hear the voice of the Pleiades star official, which was full of dissatisfaction and blame.

"You evil creature! You are using my name to gain merit.

This time I will definitely banish you to the underworld and turn you into a wandering ghost, so that you can taste retribution."

"Great Immortal!
I have already admitted my crime, please do not remove my name as a local official."

King Zhao shouted in panic.

In front of his eyes, the wide sleeves of a red robe fluttered in the breeze. Zhao Wangshen did not dare to look up. He knelt in front of the pair of cloud-shaped immortal shoes, and said with a dead look on his face: "I was blinded by greed for a moment. I hope that the immortal will see that I am doing this for you.
No, no, thunder and lightning are all blessings from the gods. I will accept any punishment from the immortal without any complaints. I only hope that I can run around for you in the human world for a few more times."

"Humph!"

Inside the ruined palace, Ji Ming stood at the edge of the magic circle, looking at the King of Zhao who was kneeling before him, and sneered in his heart.

During these many days, King Zhao was tortured by the strange creature and was exhausted. This state was the best opportunity for him to use his magic to invade its mind. How could he miss it in vain? The spellcasting process went more smoothly than he expected.

Ji Ming maintained his illusion and asked, "Do you still remember what you were supposed to do this time?"

"Remember, of course I remember."

Ji Ming's voice reached the ears of King Zhao and became the voice that he revered and worshipped the most. He was so convinced that he had nothing to hide.

“Great Immortal, you have calculated that the couple suppressed under the ‘Nanmu Sacred Mountain’ are not far from being born again. Now you have been secretly using supreme magic to set up tests in the sacred mountain and recruit disciples to pass on your sect in preparation for the great changes that will happen in the future.

In their early years, the couple used magic to communicate with Yixiu, slaughtered ten cities and a hundred villages as a sacrifice, summoned 888 calamities, enlightened the 100,000 beasts in the Nanlao Sacred Mountain, and established the foundation for a generation of demon king.

The 888 calamity thoughts were refined into a magic flag in the hands of the couple. If the person who is born can worship in the sacred mountain, the couple will treat him differently and pass down the magic flag to help him complete his calamity thoughts, so that he can comprehend the essence of magic from Yixiu and solve the problem of the southwestern sky falling that year.

King Zhao spoke like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube, and when he got to the last part, which was also the most secret information, his words were suddenly interrupted by an external force. This was the forbidden spell planted by the immortal taking effect.

This ban was imposed to prevent him from leaking the secret, but he didn't leak it!

He was clearly facing a great immortal. At this moment, King Zhao Shen did not dare to think any further. He slowly raised his head and looked at the real "great immortal" in front of him.

The "Great Immortal" was so real that even his awe-inspiring divine nature was performed just right. However, the destruction caused by the forbidden technique in his Yin body was even more real. Everything he had gained through hard training was being torn apart.

Ji Ming stopped talking. He could see that the King of Zhao was interfered by some force and was out of the control of the magic.

"What kind of illusion is this?"

King Zhao staggered back, sat down at the foot of the pillar, and asked unwillingly.

"Bei Que Zhu Palace."

Ji Ming returned to his true appearance and said.

The King of Zhao gradually became silent under the pillar, and a gray Yuandan could be vaguely seen under his abdomen.

Small golden round spots the size of sesame seeds can be seen on the Yuan Dan, which are mixed with extremely hard and yang energy. This is the forbidden method of the Pleiades star official. Nothing can cause more harm to ghosts than this yang energy.

Seeing the strange sign of King Zhao's Shenyuan Pill, Ji Ming could more or less guess the other party's situation and hesitated in his heart whether to continue to take action.

In the current situation, the Yuandan in King Zhao's body is damaged. This is his chance to subdue the opponent. Otherwise, once the opponent goes out to replenish his energy and heal his injuries, they will definitely fight to the death.

However, Ji Ming did not fully understand Zhao Wangshen's background, so he did not dare to act rashly and could only continue to wait and see in the circle.

The best strategy in a fight is to counter each opponent's moves.

He didn't know the other party's Taoist power, how many cards he had hidden, nor did he have the profound eyesight that he had developed from knowing everything in the world. So how could he break Zhao Wangshen's moves?

Under such circumstances, if he cast a spell to subdue the Zhao King God, there is an 80% chance that he will suffer a dying counterattack from the other party. After all, the injured tiger cannot stand the slightest stimulation.

Under the pillar, the Zhao King's god curled up his body, with his head and feet touching each other, and gradually turned into a small clay statue.

King Zhao did not leave the ruined palace to prevent himself from being deprived of his power again, nor did he try to retaliate immediately. His actions made Ji Ming even more afraid to act rashly.

Ji Ming speculated that the means used by the Pleiades star official in Zhao Wangshen's body to prevent the secret from being leaked would not kill Zhao Wangshen all at once. Now Zhao Wangshen should be using secret techniques to retain his spare strength.

"Continue to wait and see? Or take action immediately?"

Ji Ming thought to himself.

After thinking for a while, Ji Ming gently raised his foot and took a small step outside the circle. The clay statue of King Zhao looked over at him immediately. At the same time, under the green waves outside the temple, another pair of eyes also looked over at him.

In Jiming, two "treasures" appeared at the same time in front of the clay statue.

(End of this chapter)