Orochimaru’s Magic Lamp

  Chapter 83 The Inheritance Scroll of Longdi Cave

   "Oshemaru, is there anything there?"

  I don't know when, Tianxin Snake has come to Dashemaru's side, and is following his line of sight.

   "Nothing, just thought of something."

  Oshemaru smiled slightly, and his expression returned to normal.

   Knowing that Immortal White Snake is just a villain, the pressure on him was swept away, and he just felt that he could do whatever he wanted.

  How to deal with villains is exactly what he is good at.

   "That's really curious."

  Tian Xin She Ji looked Dashemaru up and down, and felt that he was much more relaxed than a moment ago.

  The change was so obvious that Snake Ji couldn't help but look sideways, and couldn't help secretly guessing about it.

   "Okay, the White Snake Immortal is still waiting for us, we can't delay too long, next, we have to go as soon as possible."

  Oshemaru had nothing to do, followed behind She Ji, and the two quickly walked through the cave, and soon came to the end of the trip, the location of the White Snake Immortal.

   Judging from the map provided by the lamp god, it should be the top of the character 'Zhi', the snake head of the white-scaled serpent.

  Under the dim light, the White Snake Immortal who had transformed into an old lady leaned against the seat, curled up on the red cushion, holding a long and thin pipe, taking a puff from time to time, and exhaling smoke.

  It looks like an ordinary, elderly, kind old man, and he doesn't see the viciousness of using the ethnic group as an experimental field at all.

  After Tian Xin Snake floated to the seat, Orochimaru bowed slightly to salute, "Immortal, long time no see."

   "Ten years is indeed a long time for human beings."

  The White Snake Immortal closed his eyelids slightly, opened them and exhaled a puff of smoke, as if sighing, "Oshewan, you are also much smoother."

   Orochimaru smiled and said nothing, but looked beyond the phantom on the seat and cast his gaze into the shadows. A pair of golden pupils flickered, vaguely grasping the outline of the snake's body.

  Compared to the length of the White Snake Immortal coiling around the entire Longdi Cave, the diameter of the snake's body cannot be said to be very thick, it can only be said to be too thin.

   Calculated according to the scale, it is not so much a snake as it is the size of a thread end and a ball of wool.

   Sure enough, after such a long time, the White Snake Immortal has shed his skin countless times.

   It’s just that this kind of thing, the further it goes, the more dangerous it is. If one can’t grasp it, it will be the natural energy backlash.

   Without sufficient confidence, this white snake will not proceed rashly.

  Oshemaru doesn't know the magnitude of the risk the other party is facing now, but it is very clear that if there are other feasible methods, the other party will definitely flock to them.

   In a short period of time, he has no way to do it, but he only showed some possibilities, so he can still try it.

  The White Snake Immortal sensed Dashewan's gaze, and although he didn't know what the other person was thinking, he was instinctively displeased.

  The body floats, the appearance of the old man fades away like foam, and the white snake reveals four fangs, coldly said,

   "Human life is short, don't waste time, come closer, and I will teach you fairy art."

   "I'm not busy with this matter."

  Oshemaru had a smile on his face, "I am not unprepared for coming this time, I think you can see the changes in me."

   Immortal White Snake raised his chin slightly, "So what?"

  Oshemaru licked his lips, "I want to use this cultivation method of strengthening the body with natural energy in exchange for the experience of ninjas who have practiced immortal arts in Ryuchi Cave for generations."

"That's impossible."

   Immortal White Snake refused without hesitation.

  The cultivation method developed by Orochimaru is not useful to snake life, but it is not beneficial to her. She can only absorb natural energy to strengthen her body, and she can do it by herself.

  The White Snake Immortal stared at Dashewan and said, "You can only pass the trial."

   "Is that so..."

  Under the sight of the White Snake Immortal, instead of stepping forward, Orochimaru took a few steps back.

  The White Snake Immortal narrowed his eyes, "Oshewan, what do you mean?"

   "Your trial is too dangerous, I don't have the confidence to pass it."

  Oshemaru touched the neck on the right side, the four wounds from the last trial were still aching,

   smiled and said: "I want to stay in Longdi Cave for a while to experiment with my method of practicing natural energy. The immortal will not drive me away because of this?"

  This answer was a bit unexpected for Immortal White Snake. She lay cross-legged on the soft cushion and transformed into an old man again, "As you wish."

   "Thank you Immortal for your generosity."

  Oshemaru smiled and arched his hands, turned around and walked towards Wanshe's place, but after walking a few steps, he seemed to remember something, turned his head and said,

   "Immortal, in exchange for this set of cultivation methods...can you let me leave my name on the psychic scroll."

   As he spoke, his eyes fell behind the White Snake Immortal, where there was a ferocious animal head carved from a huge stone.

   It doesn't matter if it's a dragon or other wild beasts, the key is that there is a scroll in the beast's mouth.

  This scroll is very similar to the Mt. Miaogi scroll held by Jiraiya, and it can be used to channel all the snakes of Ryūchi Cave.

   It sounds amazing, but this scroll is actually a psychic of equal nature, and the other party can refuse it.

  The worst case is that even if you channel, there is no response from any snake.

  Of course, Orochimaru is not greedy for the combat power of Ryuji Cave, what he wants is to have a chance to communicate with the other three Snake Princesses in an area outside Ryuchi Cave, where the White Snake Immortal cannot reach.

   Immortal White Snake raised his eyelids when he heard the words, the expression on his face was like a smile but not a smile,

   "Oshemaru, you don't know the art of immortality, and you don't dare to accept the trial. Why do you think that I will allow you to leave your name? It seems that you are very confident in what you have researched."

   "However, self-confidence and conceit are just one letter difference."

   "That's it... I have brought shame on myself." The smile on Orochimaru's face remained unchanged, but his footsteps were a little faster, and he quickly sank into the darkness.

  White Snake Immortal watched the direction where Orochimaru disappeared, frowning slightly.

   Behind the seat, Tian Xin Sheji's eyes flickered, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

   "..."

  「You really think the three Serpentines will come to my aid.」

   Walking in the dark passage, Orochimaru asked with his mind.

  Deng Shen smiled and said, "Of course, the White Snake Immortal does not allow the snakes in Ryūji Cave to leave the cave. The psychic scroll is the only way. They will not easily give up the opportunity to go to the Ninja World to relax."

  Oshemaru retorted, "Snakes like cold, dark, and damp places, so they may not want to go to the ground."

   "You know snakes, but you don't know women."

  Deng Shen had a playful look on his face, "That is a clean and beautiful woman even in the underground, where no one can see you."

  Oshemaru showed surprise, and emphasized, "They are not women, at most they are female snakes."

  Hearing this, the Genie shook his head, feeling a little emotional.

   Sure enough, the degree of development of civilization determines the degree of human fraternity.

  Before he became a lamp god, in his world, the eyes of men had shifted from vixen who transformed into human form to cat-eared girls, ship girls, sword elves... and even fur tribes had a group of Furui fans.

  In this ninja world, Jiraiya's poorly written "Intimate Heaven" can become popular. It's really a poor cultural desert.

  Limited by civilization, even Orochimaru, who has a flexible bottom line, didn't even think about it when he saw that She Ji was indistinguishable from a real person.

   "Tsk tsk tsk... I feel that it is a bit troublesome to explain."

  Deng Shen rubbed his chin and sighed, "You just need to know that even a man as uninterested as you has to come up to say hello, it's conceivable that it's lonely... hungry... lonely to the extreme."

   Thanks for the reward from "Sincerely"

  (end of this chapter)