Wet viviparity

Chapter 72 Transaction, Jin Xialan
"Heguan is not suitable for you." Wen Daoyu held it in for a long time before saying this. Obviously, this sentence could not convince others.

"Are you saying that my brother is not worthy of you, Heguan?!" Jin Niyuan's face changed immediately. He swung his knife, and the water blade rolled up half of the grass at his feet. He echoed Ji Ming's stern voice.

Wen Daoyu's face turned bitter. He never expected that he, a Taoist disciple of Heguan, would be forced here by a wild monster one day.

Given the alertness of this flying centipede monster, I'm afraid that if the topic of surrender is mentioned again in the future, it will inevitably cause great disgust and vigilance. Is the only way to cooperate for the time being?

As he thought about it, he said, "No, in the Heguan small blessed land, only cranes can be raised. We need to collect their old feathers and make Dantou Feather Powder.

This is just like in the Panku Mountain, where many poisonous creatures, represented by the Five Immortals, are cultivated and refined, and hundreds of poisons are taken from them to refine poisonous elixirs, which are used as materials for practicing the Small and Big Zhoutian, as well as the practice of secret skills. "

After hearing Wen Daoyu's explanation, Ji Ming could no longer be aggressive.

The feathers of the spiritual crane can be used to make Dantou Yusan. Ji Ming thought to himself that if his dream of reincarnation came true, he could use the spiritual crane as one of the alternatives.

"It's a dream of reincarnation!"

Ji Ming sighed inwardly. To accomplish this feat, many more experiments would be necessary. There would be a long way to go in the future.

He took another serious look at Wen Daoyu. This man was always flexible and adaptable, just like when he was given the Huangliang pillow. Once he was at a disadvantage, he would be very docile.

Wen Daoyu changed the subject and said, "Now it seems that we can only sit back and wait!"

The others didn't say anything, and Wen Daoyu just took it as everyone's agreement, then walked to the side and started to meditate and breathe.

Ji Ming and Jin Ni Yuan looked at each other, and then they took a short rest beside a steep rock outside the pool.

Mr. Chiyi sat cross-legged on the ground, with the tail of the snake head simply wrapped around his waist, like a red jade belt. This kind of natural nobility, coupled with the clear lines and pale face, made the image of a young man from a side door even more profound.

I have to say that with his good looks and taste in clothes, the title of Langjun is truly well-deserved.

Ji Ming imagined himself with long arms and legs, sitting cross-legged beside the Golden Lion Ape, his mouthparts tearing and grinding, his poison hooks trembling. This image of himself was probably the worst in history. Even in the future, he might be
"Bah bah bah!"

Ji Ming lowered his head and spit a few times, fearing that the good thing would not work and the bad thing would work.

Time passed by little by little, and everyone seemed to be more patient than others. They sat still, unmoved by the wind or the sun, and just sat there.

"Flying Centipede Immortal!"

There was a sound behind me, and it was the head of a snake emerging from the soil beneath me.

Looking at the handsome man again, he was still in a trance. The hair wrapped around his waist had been untied and tucked under the hem of his robe. It should have quietly burrowed into the ground and extended to his side.

"I am the master's servant, and I came here specially to have a few words with you."

The Golden Lion Ape noticed the situation here and his eyes moved. Ji Ming shook his head slightly, indicating that he could handle it.

"Say!"

"The red jade centipede of the master should be in your hands."

"No."

"Whether you are here or not is not the point. The point is that if you don't want to be trained by others, then you should discover and bring out your greatest value."

"My wisdom?"

“No, your seed, your bag of essence.

In the past, in the Tianqing Great Plain of the Hexiong Continent, there were dragons and demons that spread their seeds and eventually built a local business. Don’t you want to emulate them?”

The red jade snake head whispered, "Don't worry, the master will definitely not treat you unfairly in terms of remuneration."

Ji Ming was quite conflicted. If it was anything else, as long as the other party paid enough, he would have no problem with it, but this extremely private essence bag.
Ji Ming tried to promote his other products and said seriously, "In fact, my centipede poison is also very valuable!"

The red snake was slightly impatient and directly reported the reward given by the master, saying: "How about a drop of poison star wine?"

This opening statement hit the "vital point" directly, making Ji Ming feel that he had no way to refuse.

The "鸩" in the so-called "鸩星仙酒" refers to a poisonous bird in legend. The wine brewed with the feathers of this bird, even if drunk by a righteous immortal, will be like a death star entering the body, and the life will not be long.

However, for those who refine their bodies through poison, it is a very tonic substance.

If Ji Ming drank a cup, the body-refining effect produced might be equivalent to that of the hundred-year-old red ginseng looted from Master Bonni.

Ji Ming thought about it again and again, and nodded. He knew that if he agreed, he would pay more than just one essence, and hoped that he could hold on. The red snake nodded with satisfaction, and squirmed under its belly, and spit out a green bean from its mouth, "There is a drop of immortal wine in this bean, and you need to exchange it for thirty-six bags of essence."

“No!” Ji Ming shook his head. When he heard the number of 36 bags, his legs trembled a little. “Although I have become a spirit, my structure is far superior to that of a mortal insect. I can break away from my natural instincts and freely control the output, but I can only produce 6 bags at most, otherwise it will damage my origin.”

"How can six bags be enough? For insects like you to reproduce, you rely on quantity to win. Only then will you have a small chance of finding one or two with flying centipede bloodline among your offspring.

If you were one of those flying centipedes that accompany Elder Tian Wu, you wouldn't need thirty-six bags, one or two would be enough."

Ji Ming was unable to refute for a moment, but he really could not accept this amount, so he started bargaining with the red snake on the spot.

The final number was settled on twenty, and the transaction would be made after this operation.

"Brother!" Jin Nie Yuan saw that Ji Ming's eyes were not right, and felt a sense of humiliation and relief, and said with concern: "If there is any problem, we will share the responsibility."

"fine."

Ji Ming waved his hand, not wanting to talk about this topic. He looked at the setting sun and asked, "When will this Jialan Snake return?"

The Golden Lion Ape scratched his furry face and said, "This is strange. This old snake has always been practicing in the mountains morning and night, breathing in and out the mist and never slacked off. How come there is no trace of him today?"

The sun had completely set and the sky was filled with stars. It was not until midnight that something unusual appeared.

I saw a mist gushing out of the pool of water, just like when Ji Ming first saw the Jia Lan snake. The four figures in front of the pool immediately became alert.

This fog was different from the last time. There was a faint golden glow inside, so bright that it made it impossible for people to open their eyes.

"This is Xia Lan!"

"This is the energy of Lanxia!"

Jin Nie Yuan and Wen Dao Yu spoke at almost the same time.

Ji Ming shrank back and looked at it against the golden mist. His eyes felt as if they were pierced by needles. He turned his head quickly, but heard the Golden Lion Ape say, "There is a sinister creature wandering in the mist."

Wen Daoyu continued, "This is the Yin soldiers leaving the country."

"Follow!"

The last sentence was said by Mr. Chiyi.

"Let's go too." As the Golden Lion Ape said this, Ji Ming had already coiled around its waist and shoulders and immediately took it flying, his tentacles dancing to capture the Yin energy.

"No, you show the way."

The Yin energy was hidden in the mist, with almost no chance of leakage, making it difficult to capture clearly. Ji Ming could only ask the Golden Lion Ape, who could barely see directly into the golden clouds, to show him the way.

Wen Daoyu reminded: "Everyone relax your mind and look at the mist again, maybe the golden haze in the mist will disappear."

Everyone did as they were told and when they looked at the mist again, it was indeed the same as ordinary fog, but with some hazy shadows inside, like swaying human figures, which must be the ghost soldiers.

"What kind of legal principle is this?"

Ji Ming asked when he didn't understand.

"I see that this mist is not controlled by anyone, and the golden glow it emits must be passive.

I guess this is caused by the spirit in our eyes, so we just need to relax our mind and let the spirit in our eyes disperse, and it should be fine."

Wen Daoyu's explanation was well-reasoned and convinced Ji Ming.

"I'm just making a random guess. Maybe there's some other reason behind it."

"Brother Wen, please be humble." Even Mr. Chiyi has some respect for those who can explain the mysterious legal principles, even if it is just a guess.

"What are they doing?"

In the mist, swaying figures were walking rapidly in the mountains, crossing ridges and mountains, and soon arrived at the foot of the Dangerous Bird Mountain.

Wen Daoyu's eyes were full of doubts, and he said, "Usually, the ghost soldiers passing through the border are ordered to arrest evil spirits, but they are..."

"This mist comes from the Jialan Snake, and now the mist is pushed down the mountain by the Yin soldiers. Could it be that the Jialan Snake hides its soul in the Yin soil under the Weiniao Mountain?" said Chiyi Langjun.

(End of this chapter)