Demon’s Diary

Although Liu Ming was despised by the other party with the look of the earthen bun, he was not angry. Instead, he no longer hesitated to enter his field. He also picked out ten of the fullest spiritual ears, and cut them off with the portable sword.

He then pulled another yellow cloth out of his arms and carefully wrapped the spiritual ears before walking into the thick forest.

After one hour, Liu Ming, who had completed his assignment, returned to his residence.

When he sat down at the table, he opened the package a dozen times and looked closely at the spiritual ears that had been rearranged.

Each of these spiritual ears is half a foot long, and the rice particles on it are even more yellow bean sized, but there are only seven or eight particles on one spiritual ear, and the shell is all golden and bright, as if red gold were created.

After watching for a while, Liu Ming lifted his hand and smashed a grain of rice from his ear, gently rubbing it in his hands.

The shell broke like paper paste, revealing the luminous translucent rice grains inside, placed under the nose and gently smelled, with a faint fragrance.

Liu Mingxin was slightly happy and no longer hesitated to find a small tile can from another room. After pouring in some fresh water, he removed all the spiritual ear rice grains into the shell.

He pulled the tiles together with one hand, but the other hand single-handedly strangled them while reading words.

“Bang," a red flame gushed out of the palm of his hand, wrapped in a tiny tile can of fire.

It was his new flame technique.

After a while, rich rice aromas emerged from the tile tank, giving people a big appetite to smell.

Liu Ming controlled the flame to become smaller. After waiting for a moment, when he felt almost like it, he “punched” the spell completely away and put the hot tile tank flying fast onto the table and opened the lid.

A layer of snowy white rice immediately sprayed with fragrance.

Liu Ming pulled out a wooden spoon that was already ready. He unnecessarily scooped it up into the tile tank and pulled out half of the rice grains and put them in his mouth for a bite.

A bite of seemingly hot rice pellets immediately filled the entire mouth with an unspeakably slippery feeling.

Then these grains of rice creep into his stomach as if they were living creatures, and the beauty of their flavors is the only thing he's ever seen in his life.

Liu Ming couldn't help but eat all the rice in the tile tank.

But the next moment, he immediately felt a hot breath pouring out of his stomach and spreading quickly across his limbs.

“Huh, this is…”

This hot gas is the purest of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi!

Without thinking, Liu Ming immediately sat on his knees and began to practice Tuna.

One hour later, when he opened his eyes again, his face was full of surprises.

After a moment of cultivation, his powers increased so much that he overcame his daily painstaking cultivation.

It was a surprise that Lingmei actually had the odd effect of supplementary cultivation.

No wonder that Li Zong would say that it might be an unexpected advantage to come to the fields.

If he could eat this kind of rice several times a day, wouldn't he be able to multiply the cultivation speed?

However, after a few turns in Liu Ming's brain, he shook his head and denied it.

Don't say that this kind of rice must be rare, ordinary disciples can't get it from the zongmen at all. This feeling of fullness coming from the belly alone is a little stronger than that of the valley tree, I'm afraid even with sufficient rice supply, one person can only eat it once in six or seven days.

In this way, you can increase the cultivation speed by up to one sixth or one seventh.

This improvement is far too bad compared to his dual-use effect.

After Liu Ming thought about it so much, the excitement in his heart faded a little.

After he had put the remaining ears away, he returned to the cultivator and sat down on his knees.

For almost a month now, he had simply transformed all the original elements of his body into magic by means of a medulla, so the cultivation process was very smooth.

And now that he has converted his body power clean, if he wants to continue to increase his powers, he can only repair it a little bit by himself.

Liu Ming has learned from the two cultivation hearts that the higher the level of kung fu secretive manoeuvres, the more mindfulness is consumed in ordinary practice, and most of the time it has to be used to restore spiritual strength.

In general, of course, as cultivation improves, the spiritual strength of practitioners generally increases.

So the same kung fu secrets, the new introductory disciples and the late middle-aged disciples of the spiritual disciples cultivated at very different speeds.

But for the most basic indoor methods such as Ling Gong, introductory disciples generally practice for five or six hours, and have to stop and rest for the same length of time before they can continue to practice.

When Liu Ming used his heart and talent to cultivate the cultivation of the underworld, he didn't care about it at all. He often went into the middle of the next round of cultivation, after a series of five or six days of continuous cultivation, as long as he slept well.

He practiced for more than twice as long as other disciples.

Liu Ming also learned from the two training classics, if you really want to ask the actual practice effect, he cannot compare with the disciples of the Six Spirits and the Nine Spirits.

It also took an hour of training time, and his three-spirit cultivation effect was more than half that of the six spiritual veins, which was only one-third of the disciples of the Nine Spirits.

As a result, even though Liu Ming cultivated far more time than the other disciples, the actual increase in strength and cultivation speed was equal to that of the Six Spirits disciples.

No wonder those spiritualists are only interested in disciples above the six spiritual veins. They don't even care about disciples of the three spiritual veins.

The cultivation effect is so vast that, as a mountain master, he will only concentrate resources on the disciples of the Six Spirits.

It is also possible to imagine the high impulse of the ‘Spiritual Vein' of the body, once cultivation begins, how terrifying it is to be cultivated quickly.

With twelve spiritual veins, he will cultivate as fast as four times the average three-spiritual disciple.

Even if Liu Ming is assisted by talent, it is only half the cultivation speed of the other party.

As for some Thunder Spirit veins, Wind Spirit veins and other attribute spiritual veins, they are not very useful in cultivation, but when performing some of the same attribute secret spells, they show amazing amplification power, and are therefore very much valued by the Sect.

In addition, some practitioners may be born with some special gift abilities because of blood or other congenital reasons.

Some of these abilities can increase the speed of training, some can practice secret techniques that ordinary people can't practice, and some have stranger effects.

The abundance of these capabilities has not yet been thoroughly accounted for by the cultivation community, except for the temporary unification of what is known as the “Spirit”.

The probability of spiritual occurrence is much less than the occurrence of the nine spiritual veins and the attribute spiritual veins.

Not all spirits, however, are useful to their owners; rather, the majority of known spiritual species are insignificant garbage capabilities.

Therefore, it seems that Liu Ming's single-minded dual-use talent can be reluctantly classified as a spirit.

However, his abilities are somewhat different from those of the general spirit, which may have been a congenial body since birth, while his single-minded and dual-minded gift is acquired because of an accident.

Whether or not there is a relationship between the two, whether or not it is different, Liu Ming himself cannot judge.

At this moment, when he thought of these things in the house, his heart was naturally a little depressed, but it was good that his heart was strong and far more comparable. Soon he pressed down a lot of miscellaneous thoughts, and started practicing in the process of working on the bone slaughter.

……

Six months flashed by!

In the meantime, Liu Ming did not go out any further than his routine sectarian tasks and went to the Spiritual Palace to exchange several more practical spells.

He just worked hard to fix the bone slaughter and let the magic surge fast all the way.

On this day, while Liu Ming was practicing, his body suddenly trembled, and there was a burst of metal bursting into his body, followed by a mouth, a thick black gas erupted, turning into a dark wind to roll his body inside.

In the wind, there are about a few black tentacles dancing wildly, but suddenly disappear without a trace.

A clear spell came out of the wind, and after a low roar, the wind stopped and reappeared Liu Ming's standing figure.

“This first layer of bone slaughter finally cultivated. Hey, hey, a year? For me, half a year is enough.” Liu Ming lifted his hands and saw a slight smile on his face as the silk black gas wrapped around his fingers.

Suddenly he raised his hand and the tiger bite ring flashed slightly on his wrist, one finger not far from the wall empty bounced.

“Pfft”, a black strong wind lashed out, penetrating the wall through a hole.

Liu Ming saw this and was delighted in his heart.

This power, which can almost entirely be driven alongside the top gas refiners, seems like he should really be in his early days as a spiritual disciple.

In this way, the secret technique in his hand, "Soul Refining Cord”, can finally be practiced.

At this point, the “when” and “when” bells suddenly rang outside the house.

Liu Ming took a moment to hurry out of the house and looked up to the top of the mountain.

Seeing the sound of the bell, it came from the top of Nine Baby Mountains, and the sound was louder than the sound, nine times in a row.

“Nine ringtones? Is today the day of the Ninth Baby Mountain Pee!” After listening to the bell, a hint of surprise appeared on Liu's face.

And that's when you see a cloud of gray coming up from beneath the mountain, heading straight to the top of the mountain.

Liu Ming saw this situation. After a slight hesitation in his heart, he immediately pinched the technique and condensed a gray cloud under his feet to rise.

After a little work, around Nine Baby Mountain Top Square, Heran gathered seventy and eighty inner disciples, all looking at the three people in the center.

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