Demon’s Diary

In Fang Shi, a few people who knew the true identity of the Yin Yang Giant Demon, but the smell changed, and many more people began to inquire about the situation of Taiqing Gate, the new willow maker.

An old man in a grey soap robe whispered something to a purple woman beside him.

“There have been rumours in Fang City recently that the Magic Xuanzong son who competed with the lady for the Luo Yu knife at the auction was actually the Yin Yang Da Li Demon. He was killed by a new sitting disciple from Taiqingmen in the suburbs the other day.” The old man said with a slight smile.

”Oh, it turns out it's the guy who doesn't know how to do it. I was hoping to find Luo Yu after the complete sacrifice to settle the bill. I didn't expect him to do it first.” The purple girl was playing with a sparkling piece of antique mirror in her hand, and the rumor was just a glance at the corner of her mouth, with a faint glimmer between her eyes.

“If Miss Luo Yu knife is thoroughly refined, a district evil repair, naturally is not in the talk, but the disciples of Taiqingmen dare to kill him so much, the courage is not small. After all, this child of the Magic Sect is not small enough to lean behind the mountain.” The old man twisted his beard and smiled slightly.

“Well, although the man said he was arrogant, the name of 'Yin Yang Giant Demon' was not a vain name. The auction took away the set of puppets who only knew the Four Elephants, and their strength should be improved again. Could Old Joe send someone to investigate the details of the new Taiqingmen disciple? If this person is truly a one-on-one confrontation, it would be quite difficult to kill him. I don't know what kind of person he is.” The Ouyang lady seemed very interested in Liu Ming, smiling and commanding.

“Old age sends someone to look into it.” As soon as the grey-robed old man turned his head, he walked out of the Chamber of Secrets.

After the old man left, the purple girl lowered her head again and looked at the pieces of antique mirror in her hand, her eyes flashing with thoughtfulness.

……

More than a dozen days later, in a refinery room in the Palace of Refining.

Liu Mingzheng sat with his closed eyes on his knees, over a black matrix of blues in front of him. He hung an inch long and a small scale covered in green light.

All of a sudden, he opened his eyes and his hands changed. He pointed empty-handedly at the front of him. A blue flame swept from the front of the law, and after flashing, he didn't go all the way into the small feet.

The next moment, the blue light flashed on the surface of the small ruler, next to the original seven spiritual lines, a small blue spiritual print crept slowly, implicitly forming another small array of lines.

A moment later, the eighth stripe array was clearly shaped on the blue light masked small feet.

Accompanied by a crisp chirping sound, the light on the surface of the small ruler amplifies.

Liu Ming immediately transformed his ten fingers, and Xiaofu slipped and circled in the air, then slowly fell into his hand.

His eyes swept past the small feet, nodded satisfactorily, put it aside, and turned his hands to remove a green flag that was heavily banned and ready for sacrifice.

Since the unexpected harvest of the Yin Yang Giant Demon's more than three million spirit stones, Liu Ming, rich and coarse, purchased a batch of lower spirit apparatus from Fang City's large and small refinery shop, and practiced the technique of the refiner day and night.

He is not very talented, but he is a steady man, and his repeated attempts to purchase ready-made appliances at no cost have led to considerable progress in just a few months.

Now that Liu Ming has reached the level of a normal refiner, after all, without as many spirit stones as he can squander, not to mention two experienced refiners can exchange their thoughts.

Though there is still a considerable gap between the ban on imprinting Ultimate Spirit instrumentation, Liu Ming believes that with just a few more days, he should not talk.

Just as he had just hoisted the green flag in the center of the Battle of the Law, a slight vibration was hidden in his hand.

As soon as he read his mind, he gently touched the ring, and saw the cloaked fragment of the ancient mirror fly out of it, and twitched strangely in the sky, shining a gleam.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed a slight surprise. When he held it in his hand empty-handed, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled and he fell into a sincerity.

At the same time, the same scene happened to dozens of other monks within tens of thousands of miles of each other, all carrying such a piece of antique mirror.

When these people discover this scene, they are different colors, some of them ecstatic, some of them unknown, others like Liu Ming and others sink into silence.

……

Not far from the Yellow Miao Mountains, in a lush little valley, a tall man was wrestling with a silver fox spiritual beast barefoot.

This silver arc spiritual beast, covered in fur and silver like snow, looks gorgeous in the sunlight lining. It is precisely the refining of some of the finest materials of the jewelry spiritual apparatus that some nuns want to buy from each other.

The beast was repaired only for the early stages of condensation, but the shape was unusual, flashing and moving, each flashing through the giant fist bombardment of the big man.

At this point, a glittering piece of antique mirror pieces burst out between the waists of the Han Dynasty.

In the eyes of the big man, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. When one hand was about to flash, a set of purple flying knives lashed out. After a slight circle in the air, he turned into six purple rays towards a silver fox roll.

At the same time, one pair of purple eyes suddenly flashed a bright glint, and a few silver foxes outside were covered under them, suddenly slowing down.

In the next moment, just listen to the sound and sound!

Silver fox torso was passed by six purple holes, one scream and then one life cried out.

The purple-eyed man was precisely Xuan. He came to the silver fox with a few flashes. After putting it away, he flew towards the Taiqing Gate without returning his head.

……

At the same time, in a lush forest a thousand miles from the Yellow Miao Mountains, a skinny young man was dressed in a yellow light screen, walking in panic, a flashing room, and a distance of twenty to thirty.

Not far behind him, a young man in a gown was coming after him with a green sword in his hand. He was surrounded by green light and could not see his face clearly. In one step, he was similarly twenty or thirty feet away.

Suddenly, the young man in the gown stopped in a stagnant shape, the green light diminished, revealing a narrow face, it was Sathorn's natural son!

I just saw when there was an extra sparkling piece of ancient mirror in my hand, suddenly I looked up to the sky and laughed, the sound shocked the sky, and the trees around me fell leaves.

The next moment, he only saw a smile on his face, the sword tactics changed, the green spirit sword in his hand suddenly came out, fast as lightning, instantly caught up with dozens of weak young men who had already opened up.

“Chop!”

Sathorn drank heavenly, single-handedly pointed at the lean youth, and the green sword shadow flashed through the neck of the lean youth.

A bloody skull suddenly flew up, because of the sword light too fast, the headless corpse rushed forward seven or eight fathers before overwhelming.

In a cold hum, the shape of the Sathorn sky had reached, retrieving the blue flying sword and picking up the head, before the bottom of the raw cloud rose up and flew in the direction of Changyang Fang City.

……

In a secret room in Haoran Shouji, Changyang Fang City, white mist surrounded, middle-aged Confucianism dressed in white robes was sitting with eyes closed.

Suddenly, an ecstatic scream came from the outside.

Middle-aged Confucian eyes suddenly opened, a shaking room appeared in the secret room next door, and his sleeves shook open the stone door.

However, seeing the young Confucian was standing in the secret room with a delightful face. When he saw the middle-aged Confucian born, he opened his palms and revealed a glittering piece of ancient mirror. He was trembling constantly and emitted a strange crystalline light.

“Oh, it turns out that the tortoise mirror fragment has reacted, so that means that the tortoise phantom palace is about to open again, it is the creation of the nephew.” The middle-aged Confucian saw this, and said with great joy.

“Yes, Uncle! It's not unjust that I waited for so many years in Changyangfang City, and this day finally made me wait.” The young Confucian laughed and then, on the advice of the middle-aged Confucian, left the secret room together and went outside to Shinji.

……

Similar words appeared in the mouth of the old man in a robe beside a purple clothed woman.

“The unjust lady came to Changyangfang City deliberately, and the Qi Tai Ancestors' mouth said that the opportunity, it is the Beacon Phantom Palace.” The old man said with a smiling purple coat.

“Actually, I would have wanted a blue dome for a long time, otherwise I wouldn't have come to this little Changyangfang city to wait for two years, which, by the way, is a rare opportunity.” The Purple Clothes woman looked at the glittering Crystal Realm in her hand and said with a smile.

She then collected the pieces of the ancient mirror in her hand and walked out of the Chamber with Joe.

……

Half a day later, three hundred miles east of Changyang Fang City, on a barren wilderness.

Suddenly the sky above fluctuated together, and suddenly dense and numb red light spots appeared all over the sky, and the more converged, less than a moment, suddenly turned into another round of reddish and proud sunshine.

A moment later, the proud sun began to blur and burst open with a "bombardment". When the whole void was twisted for a moment, a blurry palace fiction emerged in the sky.

The palace is actually more than a hundred feet tall, and the body appears to be made entirely of emerald green jade, exquisitely beautiful, with a faint green light.

The palace appears a little illusory under the clouds of white mist, rather mysterious if faint.

At the moment when the shadow of the palace appeared, Liu Ming was breathing in the secret room on the third floor of Bai Ling Pavilion, placing pieces of ancient mirror in his hand, but suddenly glowing green light.

Before he could react, the green light flashed and was inscribed on his arm, transforming into an unknown symbol in the shape of a emerald green leaf.

At the same time, within 10,000 miles of the shadow of the palace, the holders of other ancient mirror fragments, all of which were engraved in leafy symbols, also encountered in a common way.