Demon’s Diary

“Don't worry, there's no one here, I'm just saying.” The woman named Green Cloud also seemed to know that she had lost her voice. When her face changed, she said hastily.

“Yun, you have to understand that the reason why I will come to help Brother Gao is to help us after he can advance to the Spiritual Master. The other things we can't care about anymore. Besides, I don't believe that Ma Xianyun didn't mention this to her niece, but Ma Mingzhu herself didn't believe it, so she can't blame anyone else, it's her fate. Well, we won't talk about this anymore. Let's go back and discuss what we just said with Brother Wu.” The black-faced man said softly.

Green clouds naturally nodded.

So they immediately vacated and flew straight to the mountain peak where the blood pulse was located.

At the same time, Liu Ming had come outside the secret court again. After standing outside for a while with some complexity, he walked in.

As soon as he entered the main door, he was still in the small room, but inside a chair was sitting an old man in a robe, looking down at a thick book in his hand, and when someone came in, he asked himself:

“In exchange for kung fu or secret kung fu, spell? ”

“The old man in the burgundy robe gave a sense of majesty and abnormality.

“Hey, why isn't Uncle Nguyen guarding the Hidden Scriptures Pavilion? Senior is...” Liu Ming asked the previous gift.

“The old man is Liao Feng, a poisonous spirit, just call me Uncle Liao. Nguyen Fatty removed his duties as guard of the Tibetan Scriptures a year ago and has gone back to lockdown. Well, now you can say what you're here for.” The old man in the robe was very kind.

“It turns out it was Uncle Liao, the younger generation thought of the Tibetan scripture palace to choose a defensive spell!” Bai Zheng bowed down.

After hearing that “Uncle Nguyen" was not there, he sighed in relief, but faintly disappointed.

“Nine Baby Mountains, it turns out that under the door of Brother Gui, look at your young age, don't be a little too tall, defense magic must be repaired to a certain level before it can be carried out. Let's see what you've got.” The voice of the elderly Zhu Robe had just fallen, one arm blurred, and the ghost glamorously patted him on the shoulder of Liu Ming. For a moment, a stream of heat poured in.

Liu Ming was shocked, and the body's powers spurred on this heat stream, instantly pouring all the way to his shoulders.

“Eh, Late Spiritualist?” After the palm of Liao Feng's hand slowly closed, an unexpected look of divinity appeared on his face.

“Uncle Liao, you are...” Liu Ming's face is a little shady and uncertain.

“Don't worry, I'm just testing your fix. Late in life, the spiritual disciple is naturally qualified to learn defensive spells. Your name is Bai Chungtian, it looks like Brother Kei has a good disciple under the door, come with me.” Liao Feng smiled slightly in praise, when the sleeves trembled, a roll of white Xia came out.

In that instant, the shadows of both of them glistened in the white light.

The next moment, the two old Zhu robes, Liu Ming, appeared in a hall filled with a wall of light.

“Go on, that's the area where the spell cultivation is recorded. Just put your hands on the stone table below and you will naturally know the spell content and the contribution points redeemed. Then touch the ban with your own nameplate and you can take something out.” Liao Feng single-handedly punched the void in one direction for a few moments, and the light wall over there emptied into the point of the disappearance of the spiritual light.

Liu Ming answered and walked over, placing a palm on the nearest stone platform with a set of green bamboo janes in a golden mask.

“Boom” sound.

An energy rushed out of the stone table, and after a circle in his head, he instantly hallucinated a row of white words.

“Sharp Gold", metallic auxiliary spell, can hold the power of metallic attack on the limb, making the body incredibly sharp, enough to break the gold balls. Contribution point 400.

Liu Ming shook his head and left the stone table and went straight to the next one.

“Water fog technique", water attribute concealment technique, can release a wide range of fog, used to conceal shapes, contributing 300 points.

“Firesnake technique", fire attribute controllable attack spell, medium range of attack, high destructive power, contribution point 1,000.

“Thunder networking", the thunder attribute attack spell, the attack range is huge, the destructive power is extremely high, the non-thunder pulse cannot be cultivated, contributing a point of 1,400.

……

Liu Ming looked down on a stone platform, seemed calm on his face, but his heart sighed in a dark way.

Here, the number of contribution points exchanged for spells is far higher than expected, and with the more than 300 contribution points left in its hand, I'm afraid it can only be exchanged for one of the lowest of the spells.

Shortly after, he had seen a small and half-stone spell, but his eyebrows were wrinkled and apparently he had never found a proper spell.

Suddenly, when he placed his palm on an inky green stone platform, his divine color slightly moved and he could not stand forward.

“Blood Vine Technique", wood attribute defense technique, can fertilize vine seeds in the body, usually raised with sperm blood, can be instantaneously excited upon encountering enemies, turning into vine covering the whole body, the defense effect is weak, depending on the species of seeds and the length of fertility. Remember, this method requires a lot of sperm blood consumption, colleague method is extremely painful, while seeds are grown in the body for too long, may show signs of body tree regurgitation, extremely dangerous, contributing 300 points.

Liu Ming looked at the new white caption in his brain several times before taking the name plate out of him without hesitation and banging it on the mask on this stone platform.

Although this technique appears to be highly flawed, it is presumably the only defensive technique to replace such a low contribution point, and naturally he has little choice.

“Pfft”, after the name plate flashed, the 300 contribution points accumulated in the area disappeared, and the mask also broke apart at the same time.

A thin blue book fell into its hands.

Liu Mingyi took the book and turned away without hesitation.

“Blood Vine? You really want to practice it. This technique was not created by our grandmaster, but was retrieved from one of Zongnee's predecessors after he slaughtered an evil repair. This technique was practiced by a number of people, but because it was too painful to carry out, there was a risk of carcass, and it was easily restrained by fire attribute spells and other defects, so it was abandoned. Had it not been for the special method of cultivation and the zongnee attribute spell, it might have been moved out of Tibetan Sutra, so only these contribution points can be redeemed. You can practise this at a young age, you can see that you have good qualifications, you don't need to choose this spell.” Liao Feng glanced at Liu Ming's blue book, and Shenzhen said correctly.

“Thank you seniors for pointing it out, but seniors don't have much to contribute, so you can only choose this technique first.” Liu Ming replied with a respectful voice.

“Now that you have so decided, the old man has stopped you, swear in Heaven's name.” Liao Feng sighed and said so.

After a cup of tea, Liu Ming and Zhu Robe's old man appeared in the white light and reappeared in the cabin.

After a gift from the elderly, Liu Mingchung turned away from the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Liao Feng and other Liu Ming wandered off at the gate, and only after they disappeared, did they say two words:

“Such a young boy should have been the disciple of the last Enlightenment. But if I remember correctly, the Nine Spirits disciple received by Nine Babies is not called Bai Zhongtian. Is it just a Six Spirits disciple? This is a bit odd. Until the end of the Territory, I'm afraid the disciples of the Nine Spirits are not easy to achieve. ”

The old man's eyes were full of doubt, but after shaking his head, he sat back on the chair and continued to look at the classics in his hand.

At the same time, Liu Ming looked at the few remaining points of contribution in the nameplate and sighed and put them away and went straight to the Deacon Hall.

After a moment of ingenuity, Liu Ming stood under the tablet of the release task and looked up at one of the top tasks on the tablet written in pale gold, and thought about it.

It was not long before he turned to the stone platform for the task and handed over the nameplate.

“I want to take part in the March Round of Banyan Bone Repression Missions! ”

“Wan Bones is extremely dangerous. You can go there to live and die proud of yourself, Brother Bai. Do you really want to take part in this mission?” The middle-aged deacon in Stone Taiwan apparently recognized Liu Ming as a mission maniac, and after listening to his words, his smile appeared.

“Nothing, my little brother did decide to take up the task.” Liu Ming said without thinking.

“In that case, I have added my brother's name, and in three days there will be an uncle to lead the team. Be sure to join him on time, otherwise he will deduct a lot of contribution points.” The middle-aged deacon nodded, taking over the nameplate and dotting it with a short golden stick a few times before giving it back to Liu Ming.

After the middle-aged deacon of the Liu Ming Dynasty thanked him, he no longer left the second floor lobby.

“Brother Huang, what task did Brother Bai just take? I don't see how you seem a little hesitant.” A seemingly ordinary man, in his thirties, suddenly walked to the stone table, seemingly asking casually.

“Nothing, Brother Bai only took part in the 10,000 bone cave crackdown mission, which departed three days later.” The middle-aged deacon apparently recognized the questioner and replied carelessly.

“What, 10,000 bone caves?” Asked the man what he had said and sucked in a cold breath of air.

“Yeah, so I just persuaded him a few words, unfortunately Brother Bai insisted on going and had to deal with it. Tsk, if I recall correctly, the inner gate disciple that has fallen into 10,000 caves this year has already numbered ten people, not to mention how many have returned from serious injuries. This white brother is young, but very brave.” The middle-aged deacon snapped.

The man was just questioned and still in the process of being hairy.

……

“What, took the crackdown on 10,000 bone caves? How dare he do that!” In an attic at the foot of the mountain at the peak of the Chlorinated Blood Range, several Chlorinated Blood Range Old disciples gathered together, one of whom had just lost his voice at the exit.

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