Wet viviparity

Chapter 95 Brother, Dirty Golden Bottle
"Ascend to what heaven?"

Ji Ming felt dizzy. How could he ascend to heaven just after reaching the state of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head? To him, that was still an extremely distant thing.

"You are so happy that you are silly. It is naturally the heaven."

Ji Ming calmed down a little and asked again: "Immortal Banquet?"

"Yes."

The old ape looked at the golden boy in front of him with emotion. He found that his eyes were full of energy, which gave him a feeling of being always clear and awake. "You are not..."

Without waiting for Ji Ming to reply, he looked carefully at the top of his head, and seemed to have three energies hanging on a thread.

"Three flowers gather at the top of your head."

For some reason, Old Ape felt inexplicably relieved. He didn't know whether it was because he had done something to add icing on the cake or because he had never offended anyone in his daily life.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The old ape said this three times, clapped his hands and praised: "Your progress is proof that the master has a keen eye for talent. You will have no worries about wealth and honor in the future."

Seeing the old man's reaction, Ji Ming felt relieved.

I ignored the outside world all day long and focused on practicing, sitting cross-legged so hard that my legs seemed to have grown roots. Wasn't it all for the purpose of making my potential known to others?

"I wonder which star god in the Southern Dipper invited you?"

Jiming asked.

Both Guhezhou and Zhexiongzhou are located in the south of the world, and both worship the star gods of the Southern Dipper. Therefore, Ji Ming naturally thought that it was a banquet hosted by one of the star gods of the Southern Dipper.

“No!” The old ape waved his hand and gave Ji Ming some scientific knowledge, saying: “The Southern Dipper Star God is an old immortal who attained enlightenment in the previous dynasty of Daxia, or even in the Tianzhou Dynasty, or even further back.

If they hold a banquet, it will surely be a major event in our southern continents, and it will surely be a grand occasion with all the immortals present.”

"What about this fairy banquet?"

The old ape pointed at the ground under his feet, and Ji Ming guessed that he was pointing at the Zirong Peak, or the Jiheng Mountain.

Ji Ming's eyes widened, and he lowered his voice and said excitedly, "Could it be the legendary Madam Nanhua? I heard that her temple is in Jiheng Mountain."

The old man admired Ji Ming's imagination and said, "Madam Nanhua Huode is the first female immortal in the world to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal. She is also the founder of the Huangting Palace, one of the three righteous sects.

His status is even higher than the stars in the Southern Dipper. Even if we set up a fairy banquet, we don’t know if the master will have a seat. "

"Bah bah bah!"

The old man realized that he had offended the master by speaking hastily, and immediately blamed Ji Ming, "You said you are also a righteous person, how come you don't have this common sense."

Ji Ming laughed a few times and waited for what was to come.

The old ape bowed to the south and said, "Although I am not Madam Nanhua Huode, I am also a close relative and the only registered disciple of Madam.

His Taoist name is "Zhong Chengzi", and his common name is unknown. In the previous dynasty, he cultivated the Four Realms Golden Elixir in Da Xia. After his death, his soul entered the North Yin Underworld to take up a post.

At this age, they have become ghosts and gods, governing several local governments in our southern region."

Seeing the thoughtful look in Ji Ming's eyes, the old ape immediately knew what he was thinking and said, "This person was taken in by the Madam before she attained enlightenment. The reason why he failed to become an immortal was due to fate.

When he was practicing, most monks believed in the method of becoming immortal through external elixirs.

Although the Huangting Neijing Method written by Madam Nanhua at that time involved internal alchemy and pioneered the practice of Qi refining, it was not a system after all, and she herself achieved immortality through external alchemy.

It would take several hundred more years for the true system of alchemy to be created by the person in the Great Chunyang Palace of the Zhongtian Taoist Sect.

This person was able to find a unique way to create a golden elixir when the method of inner alchemy was like a desert. It was really incredible!

If he can make two more steps and achieve Yangshendixian, he might replace the one in the Great Pure Yang Palace and become one of the Three Heavenly Immortals in advance. "

As he spoke, Old Ape sighed deeply, feeling sorry for Zhong Chengzi, who had already become a ghost.

Although ghosts and gods are not bad and are in charge of a certain area, they are far inferior to that person.

Ji Ming looked at the ape old man sighing and couldn't help thinking, you are an old ape demon, why are you feeling sorry for a ghost god? No matter how poor he is, he is still a big shot above them.

After the old ape informed him, a group of boys from the cave came over, holding a cinnabar pen, a robe, a pair of hemp shoes, and a red copper lock and necklace, and helped Ji Ming put on the clothes. Ji Ming was "played with", cinnabar was applied between his eyebrows, and he was dressed in clothes and necklaces, and then tied with a sash, and the Xiguo treasure mirror was hung around his waist.

A group of boys helped Ji Ming get dressed and then stood on both sides.

Then, Ji Ming felt his feet slip and he was pushed forward. The next second, the surrounding scenery flew backwards and finally stopped in front of the thousand-year-old plum tree.

The master was sitting and talking with a Taoist under a tree. The master glanced at Ji Ming, and a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He said, "Golden boy, come and meet the Fire Dragon Master."

Ji Ming stepped forward to greet him, which surprised the Taoist.

"You have never accepted male disciples, but you made an exception this time?"

"This boy is an old friend of mine. He was raised in my cave and taught by me. I love his talent and character very much, so I took good care of him."

The Taoist turned around, revealing a single red horn on his head. He stared at Ji Ming for a long time and said, "It's rare at this age."

As he spoke, he took a small pot from his waist, poured out some oil and rubbed it on the horns.

"Brother, it's just a bone, why do you need to keep it moisturized and maintained all day long?"

"What do you know? I took this bone from the skull of a demon. It is not compatible with my body. I need to take care of it every day to use it as I wish."

Ji Ming's body trembled when he heard it. He stared blankly at the Taoist's horn, his heart trembling.

Sure enough, my guess was correct. This natural Dharma bone can be seized and transplanted.

"Boy, how about my horn? Is it similar to the horn of a dragon?"

"picture!"

"Why don't you join my junior sister's school, and I will give you this role in the future."

"what?"

Ji Ming cried out in surprise, not understanding whether the Taoist was teasing him on purpose or whether the local master had instructed the Taoist to test his thoughts.

"Brother!"

The master shouted with a frown.

"I don't like your three disciples, and I think you don't like them either. Why not accept this golden boy who has already achieved the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of his Head? Isn't that wonderful?"

"I am not the kind of person who steals beauty."

"That's what I meant." Fire Dragon Master said aggressively.

The master was a little annoyed and pointed at Ji Ming and said, "Even if I agree, this golden boy will definitely not be happy."

“That’s right.” Without waiting for the Taoist to speak, Ji Ming said seriously, “My master has brought me up with so much hardship, how can I switch to being a disciple of a master?

The master loves me and has raised me in the cave. Even if we don’t have the title of master and disciple, I will still serve you wholeheartedly.”

Ji Ming's sensible words touched the master's heart, making him nod repeatedly.

The Taoist laughed and said, "No wonder the master loves you. Your personality is somewhat similar to hers, very straightforward, but more tactful than her."

Ji Ming agreed, unable to hide his regret. He knew that what he had just said was half true and half false.

Firstly, I do have some feelings for the old Taoist and I won't betray him easily.

Secondly, if he agreed, the first person who would dislike him would probably be the local master.

"It is now You Hour (17:00-18:59), the Lord of Heaven and Earth is in the Yin Qi. We should go to Yin Tian Palace. If we go too late, we might upset Zhong Chengzi."

The Taoist said.

The master looked at Ji Ming and said with a smile: "Golden boy, come and hold my golden bottle."

Ji Ming looked at the golden vase with a branch of winter plum in it, and his breathing quickened. This was the magic weapon of the local master - the dirty golden vase.

(End of this chapter)