Demon’s Diary
Chapter 43 Spirit Fruit Struggle
Liu Ming glanced at the unconscious white young man under his feet and sighed not lightly.
Fighting between practitioners is really very different from other fights he has experienced before. It seems like a simple ice cone attack can suddenly change more than expected.
And the other is just a middle-aged spiritual man who doesn't seem to have practiced many secrets.
If he had been practicing longer, or other spirits who had practiced deeper spell, he would have responded harder.
Liu Mingxin thought so, after moving his shoulder slightly, he began to unpolitely examine what was on the three people on the ground.
After a fine scratch, he got three beacons, more than thirty spirit stones, and a bottle and a half of valley dan, and some messy materials, including herbal-like objects and some unknown animal bones.
Liu Ming packed all of these things together and put them behind his shoulders, and then he swept away in the direction of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.
Half a day later, when he re-entered the second floor of the Zongney Deacon Hall, there were already a lot of people in the lobby, but the smaller half of them were crowded in front of the tablet where the mission was published, pointing to what was being discussed.
Liu Ming couldn't help but find it strange, but instead of rushing past, he walked to the other stone platform.
Put the basket on the stone.
A middle-aged deacon looked inside and nodded in praise:
“Nice, it's a hawk. Brother Bai is young, but he has accomplished a lot of tasks recently. I look after my brother and try harder later. ”
The middle-aged deacon said that, as he took the unusually skilled name plate passed by Yao Ming, he threw a golden stick up a little bit and threw a small cloth bag filled with spirit stone.
“Thank you for your kind words. By the way, what new tasks have emerged lately, how so many brothers have gathered there.” When Liu Ming picked up the nameplate and cloth bag, he asked with a smile.
“Oh, this is a poisonous vein of Uncle Zhang needed several disciples to watch the furnace, not to mention the contribution, but the additional reward was willingness to point to alchemy, so many people were enthusiastic. After all, Uncle Zhang is our first alchemist, if he can really learn the dancing technique from him, I'm afraid he will endlessly use it all his life. But I really need to satisfy Uncle Zhang!” The middle-aged deacon heard a rumor, hey, a whisper, but his face clearly flashed an unexpected look.
“Brother, what else is there?” Liu Ming sniffed the heartbeat of the question.
“Oh, can you look back at the disciples under the mission who are ready to take over?” The middle-aged deacon smiled slightly.
Liu Ming, naturally a little surprised in his heart, couldn't help but look back at the past.
A moment later, he turned out surprised, while the middle-aged deacon continued hastily:
“Uncle Zhang has posted several similar tasks before, and the number of disciples to pick up the tasks is unknown, but no one has ever really done it. The disciples who took the assignment, except for Uncle Zhang, who was scolded by a dog's blood sprinkler and wasted months, were all unprofitable in alchemy. So when this task came up later, the slightly older disciples were completely ignored. Oh, and only these younger brothers still have hope of becoming alchemists. ”
“I see. Thank you for pointing it out.” Liu Ming was a little sudden.
Although they didn't say much, he also obviously heard that the “Uncle Zhang" of the poisonous spiritual pulse was not easy to serve, and naturally put out the idea of also taking this task.
Failure is good to say, but a few months wasted in vain is not worth it to him.
Of course, he had previously learned from some of the population that the existence of special skills such as alchemists and matrix magicians, spiritual plants, spiritual beasts, alchemists, etc. was very popular in cultivating the world, especially the rarest of them, almost indispensable for a parish.
But deep down in his heart, he was interested in the Alchemist.
After all, if he was an alchemist, the last time he got the green hair giant rat meat, he could refine it into a pill, and it would work best.
Liu Mingxin thought so, turned away from the stone platform, but as he passed the crystal tablet, he swept up slightly and quickly found the task released by Uncle Zhang.
As the middle-aged deacon said, when the disciple of the three-month furnace fire can get a hundred points of contribution and a point of alchemy, but finally an additional article was added, without the satisfactory approval of Uncle Zhang, all remuneration will not be paid.
Liu Ming grinned and immediately left the second floor lobby, walked out of the deacon and flew towards the residence.
In the following two months, Liu Ming never left Nine Baby Mountains and practiced his bone slaughter at his residence.
On this day, Liu Ming, who was practicing in the house, suddenly felt a light body, a feeling that made the soul tremble from the Dantian, instantly an intolerable mouth, the sound of a long whistle.
The noise of the whistle was abnormal, as if it were a giant wave, and lasted half a tea time before finally stopping.
At this time, Liu Ming, his face full of surprises, measured his whole body and felt the extreme rolling power inside him.
He has been cultivated into a second layer of mediocrity, becoming a medium spiritual figure.
At the same time, in a palace on the top of Nine Babies Mountain, middle-aged Confucianism heard the hidden whistle coming from outside the palace and stopped, immediately sitting on the other side of the pan, the man with the hair on his face said with a smile:
“Listening to the intensity of the whistling sounds, it seems that one of the disciples in this vein succeeded in the middle of the advanced stage, which is a welcome thing. Perhaps this augurs well for us to discuss, and it will be smooth. ”
“I hope so. No one thought that doing it smoothly that year would bring such a gifted opportunity to this vein. But the more so, I'm afraid, the more reluctant those two old men are to truly fulfill their promises.” Zhu Qi heard the words and replied with a bitter smile.
“Humph, unless they really don't want the face of Jiuyushan anymore, this matter was raised on their own initiative, and now if they regret it, I'd like to see how these two old guys talk.” Also sitting beside her, Zhong Dao told the news, and Liu Mei said upside down.
“Direct repentance? The two of them are also famous spiritualists for many years, and they can't do such things. It is just that we are not comfortable rejecting them if they make other conditions for the method of distribution.” Zhu Qi replied slowly.
“Why, Brother Zhu, what news have you received?” Guido Ruquan heard the story and asked with a glance.
“Well, I just received a letter from a disciple from Jiuzhishan before I arrived. Brother Kei and Sister Zhong might want to take a look.” Zhu Qi sighed and said, then flipped one hand and suddenly brought out a pale yellow leather roll. He threw it at Confucius first.
Keira Quan grabbed it and looked at it hastily.
Then he saw it for a moment, and his face couldn't help but gloom.
Zhong was surprised to see the scene.
“Sister, take a look.” Confucianism finally handed over the skin to Taoist aunt and thought about what was going on with her eyes closed.
“What, they are demanding a struggle to allocate those spiritual fruits, and can only be new entrants to the contest for less than three years. Isn't that bullying our new introductory disciple for a while? Besides, Jiuzhishan has always been famous for puppeteering. As long as one or two puppets are strong, the disciples under the door can increase their strength immediately. Our disciples, how to compete with them!” Zhong was furious after reading the letter.
“But some fruit trees are already under their control. And as far as I know, the new introductory disciples of Nine Hills are only a year ahead of us, and they promised that they would never use puppets above the third level to compete, and we would not refuse them altogether.” Zhu Qi said so.
“But this time our new introductory disciple, only one of the five, Xiao Feng, has just advanced to the middle of the spiritual disciple, and how the others fought each other.” Zhong, Tao Aunt, said in a hurry.
Zhu Qi heard this and frowned.
“Well, since it's their offer, there's naturally room for bargaining. Five games against all of them. That's not gonna work. Just reply and say three games. In that way, if we do not succeed, we will also have hope for a third of the spiritual fruit.” Guido Ruquan finally opened his eyes and hummed.
“Three games? That's a good idea! Win the game with Maple's strength, at least 80% sure.” Zhu Qi heard the rumor and appeared a little happy.
“But what about the other two games, who are we sending to give up?” Zhong's last name, Aunt Dao, is still unwilling to say.
“Are there two people left? Yucheng's recent training has been very painful. Let's call him one. As for the other person, the disciple named Bai Zheng Tian was already an early spiritual apprentice six months ago. Now, if he is not helpful, his magic will also improve a bit. Plus, he is quite good at competing with people for experience. Count him in. If both of them lose, it's nothing. If one of them wins, we'll make a fortune.” After a brief reflection, Guido Ruquan made his decision.
Zhu Qi repeatedly nodded, and Zhong's last name Tao Aung Si weighed it and could only barely agree to it.
After three more discussions, Gui Ruquan immediately took out a blank leather file, quickly wrote a reply and summoned a disciple to come in and deliver it to him.
A moment later, a cluster of grey clouds flew out of the Nine Baby Mountains and left the Gate of the Barbarian Ghost Sect and flew in one direction.
Half a month later, a loud male voice was heard outside the house as he began to understand the psychic rhythm:
“Is Brother Bai available? In the name of my teacher, I came to visit you. ”
This voice, Heran, is the voice of Ishikawa.
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