Demon’s Diary

Later, Liu Ming did not continue to rejuvenate his kinetic rhythm. Instead, he single-handedly slapped between his waists. He couldn't wait to examine the two storage characters previously taken from the Yin Yang Giant Demon and the Tower Dahan.

He began by releasing the divine senses into the golden storage charm, and the expression on his face gradually surprised him.

Among the green robe youth's storage charms, there are more than 300 fine spiritual stones and several fine spiritual instruments.

While the quality of these spiritual instruments is good, it is obvious that they all need to practice magic to achieve their ultimate value. In addition to finding another remote fang market to exchange them for spiritual stones, it is also a good option to try to improve the name imprint.

In addition to these, there is a small black bottle in the storage bag, a broken classic and a sparkling piece of antique mirror.

In a black vial, there is some dark, inky liquid. Liu Ming doesn't know what it is. He just feels a faint magic, but unlike the Qi of the True Demon, he may want to practice some kind of magic trick.

As for the ancient mirror fragment, it was only the size of an egg, with strange white inscriptions on it, and from time to time reflected bright crystalline light, which did not seem to be a thing.

But Liu Ming, in addition to discovering that there was a hint of subtlety on it, could not see anything. After putting it away, he picked up the ruined classic.

The book is unknown for how many teenagers, the cover is slightly yellow and lacks an inch of corner and is torn apart from the middle, apparently only half a copy.

Liu Mingxin gently turned the page, but saw a dark light appearing on the surface of the inner page. There was a hint of black and purple text floating, which seemed to have been somewhat banned.

After a closer look, Liu Ming was surprised to discover that these strange and cumbersome words appearing in the classics were very similar to those appearing on the giant scale of the Ancient Demon Foot in the mysterious realm of the Yuan Demon Gate Tower at that time, and he could read them at a glance.

As a result, when he showed a glimmer of joy and wanted to take a closer look at one or two, suddenly a black light emerged from the dark light, then the “buzzing” of his ears sounded, the next moment a feeling of swelling and dizziness in his head, almost fainted.

When he was surprised, he immediately put the scriptures together, and then single-handedly tweaked half a cup of tea before slowing down a bit.

His mind flew around. Obviously, the prohibition on this bizarre book was not simple either, so he put it aside and turned the storefront of the tower man first.

As a result, the remains of the crystallizing man caused Liu Ming to lose sight. Apart from more than twenty upper spiritual stones, only one medium spiritual apparatus and one upper spiritual apparatus did not conform to the identity of his crystallizing period.

Beyond that, there is also a black scripture, crude look, but it is a magical work method, but very ordinary, can be practiced from the Spiritual period to the beginning of the crystallization.

He shook his head slightly and put the book aside...

After half a cup of tea, when Liu Ming roughly counted all the spoils of war, he turned his attention to the book of the ancient magic institute. He certainly wanted to try to break the prohibition imposed on it.

There are many ways to break such restrictions, but failure to medicate the symptoms or use brute force to break them often results in some damage to the prohibited items.

In the case of this dilapidated book, if Liu Ming recklessly and forcibly instilled a great deal of magic into the scripture, eighty-nine out of ten would burst the ban, but the scripture would also be torched.

After a little reflection, he intends to try to break the prohibitions in the book with some relatively robust side-door means.

Liu Ming first carefully placed the scripture on a blue stone in front of him and opened it with a dozen strokes, then the law decided to pinch, a black gas seeped from between his fingers, dripping in the air and then flew towards the classic book.

However, as soon as the black gas party came into contact with the classic surface, it was completely inhaled by the black light and disappeared.

Liu Ming sighed slightly, single-handedly changed, a spiral-shaped intangible sword emitted from his fingertips, and under his control, slowly approached the classic, seemingly trying to cut the black light directly off the surface.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared.

The spiral-shaped sword, not having touched the surface restraint, suddenly flashed in the dark light on the surface and was ejected into the wall on the other side of the chamber.

“Boom," a thick cave of fingers appeared as the wall stood.

After more than half an hour of this, after trying several other methods without results, Liu Ming frowned slightly and sank.

It seems that there are 89 of the ten books, but he is not able to open them now, so he is ready to revisit his earnings and wait for the future evolutionary period before trying to review the book.

……

Meanwhile, Changyang Fang City is not many thousands of miles away in a mountain range.

The mountains are dark and stretching for thousands of miles. From time to time, a gust of wind swept through the valley, sweeping up the dusty sand.

This is the magical sect of one of the four great patriarchs.

A middle-aged man dressed in a grey robe in a cave at the top of the cloudy Black Mountain Peak was in awe of a closed chamber against a gate.

“Returning to Ancestor Guangguang... in the study, the magic that Ancestor brought back 300 years ago suddenly disappeared.” Men's voices trembled slightly, the message said.

“Now that it's gone, go check it out.” A cold voice came from all sides of a one-armed man.

“A subordinate finds out that not long ago, your most loving son, Philosopher, entered this study once.” After a brief pause, the one-armed man told the truth in fear.

“Rubbish!”

As a result, a sudden outburst of anger appeared in the chamber, and a fine, unheard shadow gushed through the chamber door, turning eyes into the middle-aged man's head.

“Ancestor... spare...”

Without waiting for the one-armed man to finish his remarks, “bang”, his head suddenly exploded and his red and white objects were all over the ground.

Then there was a man's low voice in the Chamber of Secrets.

“Cher is really ridiculous. That half of the book was written by the ancient demon clan, and it was planted with powerful bans. Even if he could use secrets to force the ban to be broken, it was all written in true demon writing, not demon people, how can he read it? Well, I'll take it back myself when I get back. ‘

……

The next day, at noon, Fang Shi's west corner of a puppet shop for sale.

A middle-aged man in a blue robe is talking to another middle-aged Taoist.

“Xin Daoyou, this is the puppet, see if you can fix it.” The middle-aged man said while removing a yellow bead with a slightly cracked surface from the lumbar storage bag.

“Ye Daoyou's puppet seems to be badly damaged.” The middle-aged Taoist glanced at the round ball in the man's hand and frowned slightly, he said.

“Daoyou Mingzheng, who had previously met strong enemies, caused some damage to the puppet and a great loss of spirituality. Heard that Xin Daoyou was well versed in puppet ways and came to visit.” The middle-aged man sighed softly and handed the beads to the middle-aged Taoist.

After the middle-aged Taoist picked up the yellow bead, even when carefully observed.

A moment later, he gently threw up the ball, single-handedly striking a law against its void, and the ball flashed yellow in the air, instantly turning into a tall golden armored puppet.

It's just that the golden armor on the puppet at this time is a bit shattered and broken, with a huge hole in the left chest and eyebrow.

“It's not hard to fix this puppet… just spend some more material, refine it, and replace it with a few crystals. These materials are also available in the store, although I'm afraid they won't be small.” The middle-aged Taoist said so after a moment of silence.

“As long as Xindaoyou can fix this puppet as it was, how many spiritual stones do you need, no matter what you say?” The middle-aged man revealed a glimmer of joy on his face, arching his hand.

“The repair cost is about 300,000 spirit stones. In fact, if Ye Daoyou adds another 18,000, he can buy another ordinary puppet later in condensation.” When the middle-aged Taoist thought about it, he quoted a price.

“The puppet got used to it, so he bothered his friends to fix it.” Go ahead, the middle-aged man pulled thirty fine spiritual stones from his waist and handed them over to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged man was Liu Ming, who had visited three puppet shops separately in the previous half day and spent more than a hundred million spirit stones to repair each of the three lightly damaged puppets. However, this last one was relatively damaged, so he took some small risks and asked the famous puppet family in Fang City to repair it.

“In that case, please wait here and drink some spiritual tea. In just one or two hours, I can repair the puppet and return it to Taoist.” The middle-aged Taoist harvested the spirit stone and laughed softly.

Immediately afterwards, a waitress came with a cup of tea, while a middle-aged Taoist turned to the back of the shop.

Liu Ming immediately sat on the wooden chair on the side of the coffee table and sipped a light sip of spiritual tea before closing his eyes to refresh himself.

More than an hour later, the middle-aged Taoist returned to the shop lobby with a pale yellow bead in his hand.

“Ye Daoyou, this puppet has been repaired as originally repaired, please also check one or two.” The middle-aged Taoist said the ball was thrown gently.

After a glittering golden glitter, a glittering golden puppet Kryptonite appeared in front of both of them.

At this time, the puppet armor was completely devoid of any traces of damage. His eyes flashed and his breath suddenly returned to the late level of the condensate.

“Xin Daoyou is certainly very skilled, and thanks to Daoyou for doing this.” Liu Ming thanked him with a hugging fist of immediate joy.

He raised his hand, patted it on the golden nail puppet a few times, and then single-handedly pinched it, turning it into a round bead rolled into a sleeve robe.

Liu Ming and the middle-aged Taoist greeted each other again and then walked out of the puppet shop with satisfaction.

Now that all four puppet nails have been repaired, Liu Ming, even after finding a quiet corner and changing his appearance, went back to the secret chamber of Bai Refining Pavilion and continued to drill the refinery technique.

What he did not know, however, was that shortly thereafter, the news that Yin Yang Giant Demon had been slaughtered by an outside disciple stationed in Taiqing Gate, soon spread near Changyang Fang City, naturally causing some more disturbances.

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