Demon’s Diary

Liu Ming, though a little strange in his heart, did not pay attention to his heart, his eyes swept far away from the platform.

Only over there, an adult spiritualist surrounded the tall teenager, seemed to be talking about something, but because of the distance, it was not possible to hear the conversation at all, and the atmosphere there seemed to be a little nervous.

At the same time, there were a number of small groups discussing on other circular platforms.

“Brother Sima, I'm afraid we won't be too good in the future. Hey, this time, there will be three genius disciples at the same time, Nightmare Body, Jiuling Thunder Vein, plus a hundred years of earthly spiritual vein, these brothers and sisters will probably be far more than us in the eyes of the master uncle.” A tall, skinny young man dressed in a blue robe with a few bone guns in his back was smiling at another dull man beside him who was bleeding silk chills, he said.

“Huh, even if talent is better, then what? Brother Zhao, Brother Blue, they, none of them are far above me, but now where are they? Although this section has always attached great importance to talented disciples, it admires free competition and weak meat fortification among disciples. Otherwise, you think it's a joke to talk about the annual Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big Big and the Trial of Life and Death. These three brothers and sisters, although talented, will have to wait a few more years before they can pose a threat to us. Besides, even if someone fears that they have taken their place in the Sect, I'm afraid it's not your turn. Brother Yang, Sister Qian, they should have a headache about this.” The dull man's eyes were elongated and he echoed with a grin.

“Ha ha, that's true. They have always occupied the top 10 seats of the top 10 core brothers, now suddenly there are so many powerful brothers and sisters, really need to sit down.” The skinny young man laughed softly when he heard it.

At the same time, the circle was raised to the other side, and two women, embraced by a group of female outer gate disciples, were also discussing related topics.

“Spiritual veins, I didn't expect to show up in this section. Cui 'er, it looks like you've met a strong enemy in the future. Previously, Zongney asked about the speed of cultivation, but not your body of spiritual cord. In just three years, you will be practicing from a low-order spiritual to a high-order spiritual. The Earth's spiritual vein, with its twelve spiritual veins, is also several times faster than ordinary disciples in absorbing heavenly and earthly elements and converting magic, and may even score faster than you. Besides, the Earth's spiritual pulse can be much easier than the body of the spiritual cord when impinging on the realm of the spiritual master.” A slightly older yellow blouse woman sighed and said to another young lady in green who was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

“Is the Earth's spiritual vein great? I don't believe my body of spiritual cord is as fast as the other person's practice. Big deal, I'll play less later, just pay more attention to practice.” The girl in the green shirt was wearing a little braid and had a doll face, and she looked so cute when she heard her tongue stretched out.

“I knew that you had not done all you could before, and that you would move to my place in the future, and I would personally supervise your training.” Blue shirt women's melon face, raw and beautiful, said with delight.

“Sister Qian, don't...” The young lady in green got bitter.

The other outside disciples standing in the back could not help but smile darkly.

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“Gentlemen, what do you think of this spiritual brother?” A man dressed in a kimono retracted his gaze from the platform and asked several of his companions without hesitation.

Those who stand beside them are certainly spirituals around the age of thirty or forty, and even a grey-haired old man.

“Brother Wu's words are strange. We are all past the age of competing for the core disciples, and the hope of impacting the spiritualist is almost faint. Even if the qualifications of this little brother are amazing, what does it matter to us?” Another 30-year-old man with a dark face asked strangely.

“That's not necessarily true. Brother Feng, what do you think?” The big man shook his head and turned his head and asked the old man with white hair.

“Brother Wu, if you have anything to say, just say it. We don't know each other very well. You don't have to turn around.” The old man with white hair replied with no expression.

Several others heard the speech, which also revealed confusion.

“Oh, since Brother said so, the little brother opened the door. I'm going to lead a few of us to this‘ tall brother '.” Once the big man smiled, he stopped telling the truth in secret.

“What, throw in this kid who just became a spiritual?” Someone immediately lost their voice.

“Nice. Have you thought that I wait for these spiritual disciples, because of their age, to not be able to compete for the core disciple position, the training resources distributed in the ordinary section have been greatly reduced by not knowing how many times, and usually I can only accumulate a few contribution points in exchange for a little resources to continue training by diligently accomplishing the tasks of the Deaconess. In this case, do you really think we have a chance to impact the spiritualist in the future? As far as I know, none of the other people who come to the door can still become spiritualists without consuming a lot of resources, plus other spirituals to personally help them during the impact, will be fortunate enough to enter the realm of spiritualists.” The big man slowly said.

“Oh, Master Wu means that we bet that the local spiritual vein boy will become a spiritual master, and then lean back now, in exchange for the other party's future achievement of the spiritual master to help us.” The old man with white hair's eyes flashed slightly and understood what was meant in the golden Chinese language.

“Brother Feng, that's what I meant. Although the Sect strictly stipulates that we cannot wait for these old disciples to take part in the fight between the new disciples, the rule is that they are dead and human beings are alive. With some indirect help, I don't think this little brother would refuse either. And that's not something nobody's done before.” Strong boobs have a bamboo return.

“Well, that's a way.” As soon as he understood what the big man meant, others could not help but move their hearts and minds.

Under the present circumstances, it is certainly impossible for them to delude into the realm of spiritualists on their own, but with the help of a spiritualist, there is so much hope.

“Do it, and I won't be part of it.” The white-haired old man shook his head slowly after a moment of silence, he said.

“Brother Feng, why is this?” Brother Wu was very surprised.

“Some of my brothers were quite young, but in that battle with the Hundreds of Ghosts, in order to save my life, I had lost most of my essence, and even my face had become so old, even with the help of spiritualists, there was no possibility of advanced spiritualists. So I applied to the deacon a few days ago to leave the sect to build my own home. Hey, brother, I can't be a spiritual master, but I can't let my blood cut off.” The old man with white hair laughed and explained.

Everyone else listened to it, and it was all dark.

……

The secret chamber of a mountain of the Barbarian Ghost Sect is filled with rolling black air, where a hidden figure is suspended and sits with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a secret hole in the secret chamber door opened and hurried into a note from the outside.

“Didn't I tell you, there's nothing important? Don't interrupt my practice!” The shadow saw the situation, some angry, but still single-handedly, took the note into his hands empty-handed, his head flying low and sweeping his eyes.

“What, not only did this session have the nightmare body of the girl Coke, but also the Jiuling Thunder Vein, and the rumored Diling Vein appeared! Ha ha, that's fantastic. Yang is finding the so-called Zongney Big Big Big Big Boring, so it looks like you can look forward to it in the next few years.” After watching the shadow, he didn't laugh angrily at the ecstasy.

The laughter shook the entire chamber buzzing, and the black gas spread a little in a violent roll, hidden in a huge number of tall skeletons, standing straight behind the shadows.

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Liu Ming watched coldly outside the front. Only the disciples of the world were inspired by the fact that Liu Ming and others had become spiritual disciples. The third batch of people did not take too long to get together.

And Gao Tai's side finally ended the matter, Ray's name is Dahan, Gui's name is Josheng and several other spiritualists, all flew back a little shady.

A moment later, the buzzing sound of the Falun Front sounded again, and the opening ceremony opened again.

Half a day later, when the sky was a little dark, the last survivors of the disciples dragged heavily, some numb out of the Falun Front.

Of the eight disciples in the world, only six have succeeded in opening the Spiritual Sea, and most of them are like the three spiritual veins of Liu Ming.

Only one of the other two disciples, a red-haired teenager, became a spiritual disciple.

However, most of the spiritualists in the field were not very concerned about the results. After hastily announcing the complete end of the spiritual opening ceremony, other people flew to the high platform after one of them stayed. Obviously, the discussion of the high impact just now has not really come to fruition.

And the remaining spiritual master, Xu slowly landed in front of the new spiritualist, the body surface emitted a halo and revealed its true appearance. Hershey is a woman in her forties, dressed in coarse cloth, ordinary appearance, abnormally cold.

“I am your Uncle Li. Please come with me. You will wait in the ancestral hall first, and the Master will be there soon.” The woman said individually, then single-handedly pinched, and then another mouth, spraying a thick black gas.

After rolling four times in the black gas, Heran hallucinated into a huge, thick dark cloud, quietly suspended there, like a flat ground.

The woman walked into the dark cloud without saying anything, and the other disciples saw this, and naturally followed in panic.

Liu Ming stood on the edge of the dark cloud and took a deep look at the headless bodies that could still be disposed of in the future in the French Front. After a trembling sweep of the dark cloud, he carried the dozens of newly-advanced spirituals and flew to another giant peak far away.