Demon’s Diary

Liu Ming sitting in the stone house suddenly heard the man in soap coat:

“Everyone comes out, the opening ceremony is today, and I will take you to the ceremonial rehearsal platform. ”

His voice was not loud, but he echoed in the stone house, so that Liu Ming could hear clearly.

Liu Ming took a deep breath and immediately walked off the stone bed and pushed the door out.

Only countless boys and girls walked down the traditional trail of a beehive, and through the gap between the trees, two gray-white platforms could be seen lying still on the grass.

The men ‘Brother Zhang' in soap coats and ‘Sister Seasonal' in white cloaks, each standing in a grey cloud, suspended above the two platforms.

Fang Bear and a dozen other external disciples stood respectfully in the vicinity. There was no vicious appearance in front of Liu Ming and others at all.

The girls and boys saw the situation and didn't feel serious. They all slowed down and entered the platform in an orderly fashion.

When the last person also entered, the man's eyes swept downwards and found that there was no shortage of people, he nodded one hand, lit up a disc, single-handedly pinched, under the recipe of oral dynamics.

The disk gives off a faint light immediately!

The next moment, a "puff” sounded, the dense and numb spirit marks on the surface of the platform lit up, while a white light screen emerged, covering the entire platform under it.

And those ghost statues around the platform, trembling for one, gushed a thick black gas.

These black gases roll under, instantly turning into black clouds that cover the platform and the light screen.

After the buzzing sound sounded, the two platforms slowly vacated and slowly flew towards the giant peak not far away.

Liu Ming stood near a statue and looked slightly at its surface flashing silk spirits as if pondering about something.

And not far from him, Hershey Pearl and Takahiro are talking in low voice.

Only a dozen days later, the young boys and girls became more intimate and natural.

At the center of the platform, thunder stood proudly and nearby accidentally crowded more than thirty children of the world.

Elsewhere, there are seven or eight people, or more than a dozen people gathered around a person.

These girls and boys have spontaneously formed a number of small groups over the course of these days.

It seems that a number of people ask themselves that there is little chance of opening ceremonies and that hope is placed on other people who hope to become spirituals. This way, if they become savage disciples of the outer gate, they will also find the mountain to rely on.

These descendants did so, presumably before they came, the elders of the tribe ordered ahead of time, and even attached to the target, I'm afraid, to circle several.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have come together so quickly.

There are certainly five or six other young boys and girls around Gaochun Pearl, and the older teenagers clearly have more self-confidence on their faces than a dozen days ago.

Of course, there are many who see the future of this scattered disciple.

Meanwhile, Pastoral Pearl and Takachong, since they came on the platform, did not mean to greet Liu Ming's ‘companion’, who was originally in the same transmission location.

Liu Ming would not speak voluntarily, but watched everything in cold eyes alone.

The platform was wrapped in black clouds, and Liu Ming and others naturally could not see everything outside, but after just one meal, after a slight tremor underfoot, the sound of a man in a soap coat sounded in the light:

“The Hui Ling Tai has arrived, you can go down. ”

As soon as the voice went down, the dark cloud broke out and rolled away, while the light flashed away.

After Liu Ming swept his head away from the platform, he couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.

They were found in a huge circular square, but at the edge of the square was a circular high platform, already filled with dense and numb crowds, with four or five thousand figures and hidden voices.

Only a small proportion of these people are true spiritualists, while others follow the barbarian disciples beside these spirituals, as if they were following them.

One of the high ring platforms is considerably higher than the others, with seven or eight pale figures wrapped in halos of all colours.

They stood side by side and whispered about something.

At the center of the square, there are hundreds of barbarian exterior disciples dressed in green robes, one hand in a bowl and one hand in a pen, painting a large, twisted silver pattern on the ground.

Above them, there are seven or eight cloud-driving spirits, correcting and checking what flies back and forth.

These spiritual lines intersect, and from above, they form a giant silver pattern.

This pattern is interwoven with numerous chunky silver lines, overlapping and vaguely forming many strange silver texts, giving people a dizzy feeling for a while.

Liu Ming just stared at some strange text in the pattern and couldn't dare to look back in haste.

A few young boys and girls rushed off the platform and some of them stood helplessly on the edge of the silver pattern.

At this point, suddenly the sky burst and a third black cloud descended from the sky.

When the black clouds broke loose, another group of boys and girls dressed in outer disciple costumes came neatly out of the third platform.

Unlike the younger children of the world, such as Liu Ming and others, everyone is calm and has a hidden and unspeakable hint of yin and cold. As soon as he walked off the platform, he immediately lined up in silent rows.

Liu Ming's crowd of disciples on this side suddenly rioted.

At this time, everyone knows that this group of people across the street is obviously the spiritual disciples cultivated by the barbarians themselves.

If one in every hundred of the world's disciples could become a spiritual disciple, then one in almost ten of the well-trained spiritual disciples would be able to open the spiritual sea to success.

It is almost ten times more likely to succeed than the children of the world.

It is no wonder that every time the opening ceremony takes place, the gas refiners are treated as the brute slayer of the wrongdoers, and not much attention is paid to recommending their children.

Liu Ming looked at the young girl across the street, and her pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The calm of these savage spiritual disciples alone is not comparable to ordinary family disciples. The familiar breath from each other should be that everyone has undergone any special training. You have seen a lot of bloody scenes.

At this point, the silver pattern at the center of the square was finally drawn, and the outer disciples immediately withdrew themselves from the square.

However, several barbarian Zong spirits remained in place and removed some fist-sized crystals from their bodies, mounted in long prepared grooves in key parts of the pattern, with a figure of nearly 100 yuan.

Once installed, these spiritual disciples were checked again.

At this point, on the tallest platform, a man with a light red shadow suddenly smiled and said:

“My brothers and sisters, I heard that this group of spiritual disciples is well cultivated, and there are actually some good seedlings. It seems that Brother Chu and Master Lin have been arguing about one of them for a long time. I don't know, but is it true? ”

“Master, you have to take charge of your sister! I discovered the disciple first, but Brother Chu didn't talk about the rules and then stuck a foot in it and lured him into one of them.” A slim figure in white light, as soon as he heard it, said with some anger.

The first person in the red light talking is actually the current master of the barbarian ghost sect.

“Master Lin, you are wrong. There are only so many good seedlings in this group of disciples. Even if one of them is not enough, you ghost dance one. Now that you have a good seedling set up, let the child give us a shadow pulse.” Another tall adult shadow nearby, wrapped in lush luminosity, laughed and seemed not angry at all.

“Humph, we are eight barbarians, only one of us has the most suitable cultivation technique for women. If you take Coffee Blue, didn't you ruin the good and the beauty, which is detrimental to the growth of this section?” Master Lin heard the remark, you're welcome to rebut it, and snapped a big hat at the other side.

“Don't worry about Master Lin, I will let Master Ice personally take her as an apprentice. Hey, the Ice Master Sister's practice is equally suitable for women, and will never delay the child's practice.” Brother Chu said hey hey.

“You…”

“Forget it, don't argue. This matter also has to wait for the disciple to really open the Linghai, even if it has an even more amazing spirit, if the Linghai is not opened, it is useless.” The Master of the Barbarian Sect interrupted with a wave of hands.

As soon as I heard "Master Master Zhu" say this, it was not easy for Brother Chu and Sister Lin to continue arguing. I can only say that it was a single word to stop saying anything.

“By the way, Brother Kei, you nine babies have a choice of disciples. If it's too late, you have to go home empty-handed again.” As the Master of the Barbarian Sect turned around, he asked in some grey light wrapper at the edge of the platform.

“Thanks for the heads up reminder. Several spiritual disciples in this spiritual disciple, one of us can't compete, this time just pick a few among the disciples of the world.” The man in the grey white light heard the story and bowed back slightly.

Listening to the sound, Heran was the Confucian who appeared once in the Cuipingpo Forest.

“The son of the world? Is there any good seedlings in the disciples of the world this time, I don't know which Brother Kei is looking at, let's also look at some of them.” The ‘brother Chu' sounded soft-hearted and seemed to be somewhat interested to ask.

“Brother, there is no way for me to choose from the deceased disciples. There is no really good seedling.” Brother Gui replied faintly.

“Oh, Brother Guy always has a ‘ghost count’ name, and we don't really believe that. Which of the world's brothers did Brother Gui really see? After speaking out, are you still afraid that I won't be able to fight?” Brother Lin smiled softly and said.