Demon’s Diary

Years pass by, time flies by, and three years pass by.

There is no big difference between Xuanjing at this moment and three years ago. The only change, if any, is that there are many more practitioners in Xuanjing, most of whom are scattered, but there are also a small number of disciples of the former Seamount Sect.

Most of the sea-going sects were destroyed by thunderous means when the sea-going invaded.

Most of the disciples who escaped from these leakage networks to the Great Xuan Nation joined in five cases, such as Tianyue Sect, while the smaller half did not want to be restrained anymore and became truly scattered.

The emergence of these practitioners from other countries just filled the void left by the large number of scattered cultivators fleeing Xuanjing, and after a dragon battle, several major forces resurfaced, about a few points stronger than those of the old ones three years ago.

But all this has nothing to do with Liu Ming.

Five of these three years, after stationing a large number of Zongmen disciples at the border between the two countries in the Great Xuan Hai, soon confronted the offending Haitians,

According to the information that Liu Ming had received from Zongmen and some of the information he had gathered, although both sides had initially launched multiple Jingzheng strong men, there had been no direct fighting between such strong men except for an alarming battle in the first place.

It is quite implicit, however, that the classes of spiritual and spiritual warfare between the two sides have become extremely intense and increasingly frequent, even with as many as twenty or thirty spiritual masters already falling on both sides.

And as for those who cultivated lower spirits, countless more.

It was somewhat surprising to Liu Ming that shortly after the start of the war, both sides built a giant city on the border, both of which looked like they were planning a long war.

In the past three years, seven or eight spiritualists and many Inner Sect disciples, some of them even known as Liu Ming.

Fortunately, because of the weak power of Nine Baby Mountains, few people have fallen. The three spiritualists named Zhong Tao Aung are also safe and sound, and have been stationed in the parish without appearing at the border.

Originally as the core disciple of Liu Ming, eighty-nine of these wars were also to be recruited to participate in the war, but unfortunately Xuanjing's side did need a competent disciple to monitor because of the presence of a Haitian, so he was never really recalled to Zongmen.

Of course, something depressing has happened to Liu Ming over the past three years.

It is that Kokao finally succeeded two years ago as a smooth advanced spiritualist and played a big part in the battle with the Sea Nation at the border.

Rumor has it that he once killed a single Marine spiritualist of the same rank as the first, and that dozens more of the spiritual class died in his hands.

It seems that after Gaochun became a spiritual master, his strength is not really comparable to that of a general beginner spiritual master. Otherwise, he will never be able to do such things.

But this is certainly not good news for Liu Ming.

During these three years, Liu Ming has been purifying his powers and refining the spirit of the sword embryo in the Dan field, plus studying alchemy from Fan Baizhi.

The first two advances are common, but only slightly more refined than before, and more powerful than ever before, the Sword Embryo Spirit. But his learning of alchemy surprised Fan Baizhou.

I don't know if he's really talented in the Alchemy Path or something. After just three years of work, he actually had a small amount of skill in alchemy, and had been able to independently produce several Spiritual Dan drugs, and even the success rate was not too low.

However, his talent in alchemy, although surprising to Fan Baizi, did not hesitate to let him go after the end of the three-year period.

Of course, at this time, Liu Ming, has already introduced the alchemy technique. If you want to improve the Dan technique again, there is only one more way to practice.

After all, there is some experience in refining medium- and high-ranking Dan medicine, and it is impossible for Hundred Sons to truly pass it on to this outsider.

On this day, when Liu Ming stepped out of Xuanjing Hutong's coffin shop again, his face could not help but sink.

Though the news from Sect Gate is general and just a routine announcement of some chicken garlic peel, Liu Ming still feels that the sects do not seem to be doing very well in their recent encounter with the Sea Nation and should be in a downwind.

It is also the result of the division of power between the sea tribes and the simultaneous fighting with several countries.

This shows the strength of the maritime forces.

Of course, there are also reasons why the seas began to infiltrate countries decades ago, placing many traps that weaken people and launching simultaneously only before the invasion.

But all this is a little too far away for Liu Ming today.

Now he, back in the secret chamber of the cave government, sat down on a plate, ready to start practicing, suddenly felt the body power boiling up, then went wildly to Dantian.

“Here we go! ”

Liu Mingxian was a fool, but he immediately rejoiced.

He patted two leather bags between his waist, two black gases gushing out of them, into a white scorpion and the flying skull, respectively.

Two bang bang sounds.

Liu Ming grabbed the tail hook of the white bone scorpion with an unsolicited hand, grabbed the long hair of the flying head with one hand, then rolled all over the black gas, and began to try to control the speed of the flow of magic in the body.

Little over time, he was getting thinner and thinner.

When Liu Ming felt that there was only about one-tenth of his body's magic left, the suction in Dantian suddenly stopped.

At the same time, he felt only two “buzzing” sounds, and after dark eyes, the whole person was in a gray space.

After such a long interval, he finally entered the mysterious space again, and the flying skull and the white bone scorpion were equally close to him.

But when Liu Ming really saw everything in front of him, his face changed dramatically.

There was supposed to be an empty space, and there was another person sitting on the floor on a video disc, who looked just like him regardless of whether he was dressed or looked like him.

Liu Ming, the whole person, completely stuck.

At this moment, the flying skull next to it suddenly flew out, falling straight in front of the opposite “Liu Ming”, and his face lay still on the ground.

Liu Ming saw this, his heart “chirped”, even though his heart was full of suspicion, he also hurried to pinch the trick, first communicating the flying mind.

It turns out that the news coming from the flying head is all words like "master, another powerful master”.

This made Liu Ming even more confused, but his heart also knew that the head of the flying head was so easily subjugated by himself, and there was a great relationship between the ten and nine with the “self” in front of him.

After thinking about it, he naturally dared not be lazy, but after carefully measuring the opposite “Liu Ming” eyes, the divine color moved slightly again.

The “self” on the other side seems to have never moved, and there doesn't seem to be any breath coming out, is it just a dead thing?

Liu Ming became suspicious. Instead of ignoring the flying skull, he slowly slowed around the opposite “Liu Ming” for a few laps, one finger to his forehead a little, released his mental strength and looked at each other.

As a result, as soon as he touched the opposite side of "Liu Ming”, he was suddenly rebounded by an invisible force, no matter how it was provoked, he could not get close to the other side's body.

This made Liu Ming's heart sink.

But after a slight hesitation, he hugged his fists with his hands and bowed to the other side of "Liu Ming” and said:

“I don't know the names of my predecessors, why should I turn into the likeness of my descendants here? ”

Opposite “Liu Ming” still had his eyes closed and the thread did not move on the ground.

Liu Ming saw the situation, frowned, and stood tall again, then looked up and down at each other.

The slight scar on his forehead, which was so long, was broken by a murderer with a sharp stone at a young age on the island. The corners of his mouth softened slightly, a habit he developed during his meditation break, a shallow blood mark on the thumb of one palm of his hand, he practiced some new technique of wind blade surgery yesterday, which he accidentally drew.

The more Liu Ming looked at it, the more he felt that the other party was simply the second “self”. He couldn't help but catch cold in his heart.

“If Your Excellency refuses to speak, I am guilty.” Liu Ming's face changed with a clear shade, biting his teeth, he said.

Then his sleeves trembled, silver flashed, and a silver chains wrapped around each other.

After a moment of clanging, the silver chains will be so smooth that they will be sturdy against "Liu Ming” without any resistance.

Liu Ming saw this situation, the divine color slightly loosened, then one polite hand flipped, and a stack of tokens appeared, both hands flashed and all lasered out, and affixed to “Liu Ming”.

In this way, Liu Ming felt comfortable approaching the past after seeing the opposite “himself” trapped by the ambush chain and many forbidden symbols.

He twirled around “himself" for two more laps before lifting his arms in a concealed manner and touching each other's shoulders carefully.

In the process, Liu Ming stared at the opposite “self” without blinking.

As a result, this “Liu Ming" still sat still on the floor for a moment, and when his palm was really on the other person's shoulder, a spiritual spirit suddenly burst out of the other person's shoulder and directly into his arm.

Liu Ming suddenly moved and appeared several long distances, then stared at the opposite hole.

As a result, “Liu Ming” across the street was not abnormal, as if the power of the cold was just a delusion in his heart.

But Liu Ming's eyes glanced obliquely at the arm he had just touched on the other shoulder, his face was shady.

The arm was completely unconscious and covered with black ice cream.

Liu Ming single-handedly pinched the knife, and the black gas rolled out of his body, simultaneously pouring towards the numb arm.

As a result, the black ice cream on the arms of the group quickly faded away and Bergman regained consciousness.

But at that time, Liu Ming became more mysterious about the “self” in front of him.