Demon’s Diary

When the purple-haired man raised a golden matrix under his feet, the golden futon on which he sat also floated in a trembling vacuum, and then the light magnified, like a golden lotus rose and grew, then slowly turned, scattered a circle of light golden waves around.

Where the golden light passed, a black Sanskrit appeared out of thin air.

Luo Tiancheng and the ugly youth saw this, the complexion became extremely ugly, where would you not understand, the purple-haired man had already taken a step forward and understood the Buddha's secret on the wall.

“Ha ha, Lu Xiaocai, go get the secret treasure of Buddha Gate first, you two should practice here!” In the midst of a rave of laughter, the purple-haired man's figure gradually blurred in the france and eventually blinded.

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In the silver castle, infinite fog is still flickering, but it just seems thicker and thicker than a few hours ago, hidden into a giant bowl of inverted shape, and the fog is implicitly embedded with some colorful crystalline symbols, or a strange pattern, or randomly cracked open, making the whole fog sea look mysterious.

The eagle-faced man, Xue Pan, the young lady in green and the young man in the silver car were all trapped in the fog. Both eyes had a slight disenchantment. The expression on his face was very bright, and he was obviously mired in illusions.

Four people wandered aimlessly in the silver fog, like walking corpses, but every few moments, one of them occasionally flashed a little bright in the eye, but blinked.

Careful observation reveals that as time goes by, several people may have a hidden increase in sobriety.

Just as the brightness was restored to the eyes of the young man in the silver cart, his face suddenly hunched and his figure suddenly rose, lashing in some direction, and suddenly reached the edge of the silver mist.

But as he was about to break out of his breath, his eyes darkened, and yet again, a layer of confusion appeared, and the light suddenly shifted, turning in another direction.

It's not just him, and so are the other three. It seems to fly out of the silver fog every time, but unfortunately it's a loss.

So after about half an hour, the four of them were still mired in illusions, but their faces seemed to gradually calm down, and each awakening time was more or less prolonged.

It seems that several people have hidden the trick to decipher this illusion.

Shortly afterwards, when the brightness was restored in the eyes of the silver car youth, suddenly bite his teeth and spray a bloody mist in his mouth. Then, his hands changed rapidly, and he threw up a few obscure spells in his mouth.

The blood mist dripped under and turned into a bloody ray, flickering back, not into his brow heart.

The next moment, the silver car youth shouted, and after a layer of blood appeared on his face, his eyes completely recovered their bright color.

As a result, he could not rejoice in his heart. The blood shield, transformed by sperm blood mystery in the Divine Consciousness Sea, shook violently, and a silver wire continued to bombard the shield, seemingly trying to submerge his mind again.

As soon as it was too late, he couldn't care less to perform any more secrets. His body moved without saying a word and turned into an electric light, rushing towards the outside of the silver fog.

But just as he flew to the edge of the fog, another brilliant silver crystal flash emerged and flew out of the silver fog sea in front of the silver car man.

When the crystal flashed, the fog appeared overseas as as the figure of the eagle-faced man.

The man held a shiny hexagonal silver mirror in his hand and was gasping rapidly. His chest fluctuated like a windbox and his forehead was covered in sweat.

At this point, listening only to the rumbling coming from the ground, a silver circular light column the size of a well head pulled from under the foot of the eagle-faced man and covered him directly.

Silver-white light columns just slip around and a white light array emerges at the bottom.

The buzzing sound of the Fahrenheit, the fluctuations in the space of the Fahrenheit, the eagle-faced man's face disappeared in a silver light.

At this time, the young man of Tiangong Zongyin car arrived here in a flash, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but smile.

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Just as the disciples of the various factions fought for luck in the Tianmen's secret environment, beyond the secret, at the foot of that white snow mountain, there were still many people in the sea, compared to the opening of the Tianmen's secret territory.

But the heads of the four great patriarchs and the eight great families have long returned to their respective locations.

Most of the other disciples chose to stay outside.

Beyond that, there are a number of unknown small sectarian disciple gatekeepers at the foot of the mountain, who were not invited at all by Heavenly Palace. Instead, they gather here today to pay more attention to the ranking on that semi-black, semi-white monument.

Most of these people want to see the magnitude of power and the degree of ups and downs in the next hundred years from the ranking of luck on the monument, on the basis of which they can either choose to depend or avoid it directly in the future.

After all, if some small sects are chosen wrong to lean on the mountain, light, the sect is not prosperous, and heavy, there is great evil in the destruction of the sect.

There are a lot of proselytizing people who are also gathered here with a lively mindset, sometimes in groups, talking about whispers.

On top of the giant tablet, there is a dense and numb print of the names of each of the trial disciples entering the realm, and after each name there will be one to ten small lock patterns, shaped like the luck locks that appear on the wrists of the people entering the realm.

These small lock patterns represent the cumulative luck of the trial disciples and share three colors of copper and silver gold. When the luck accumulates with one small lock, the color changes to bronze, and another small lock pattern appears again on the right side.

And when it accumulates ten copper locks, it automatically turns into a small silver lock. Likewise, when the luck of ten silver locks accumulates, it turns into a small gold lock.

As for the disciples who unfortunately crashed into the secret, according to the rules of the Heavenly Gate, no matter how much luck they had accumulated, their names would fade directly and fall to the end of the ranking. The small lock pattern behind the names would similarly disappear, and the previously obtained luck would not be included in the total luck of the major forces.

At this time, Liu Ming's luck is only half as many silver locks. He ranks thirty-five in the stone tablet. Luo Tiancheng ranks highest among the disciples of Taiqing Gate. He has five silver locks of luck, but ranks only thirteen.

Longyanfei, it's just the luck of collecting two silver locks.

Meanwhile, three names in Taiqing Gate have been quietly dimmed, and in addition to the two disciples with Luo Tiancheng, a Golden Peak disciple has unfortunately fallen into it.

Above the giant tablet, ranked first is certainly the silver-haired woman of the North Doge, Ginseng.

“If only a short time had passed, there was already a gold lock in the first place, much more than the second.” Among the crowd was a young man with a black face who did not know what the gate was, muttering.

“Ginseng? Don't you know who this man is?” On the side of the young people in the dark, it is not known who asked.

“This Taoist friend, you are late. This woman was a disciple brought to you personally by the master of the Beidou Pavilion before the trial began.” Nearby a longshaved old man, suddenly hey hey one said.

Heard of Beidou Pavilion, several uninformed monks around the elderly had a slight change of colour and looked at the rankings below in silence.

The strength and size of Beidoukou, no less than the four great titles, combined with its mysterious and unpredictable style of action, make these small forces even more fearful.

At this time, in a secret room in the attic of Taiqing Gate under the mountain, Tiango real person sat on his knees, through a front row projection, looking at the ranking of the stone tablets on the snow mountain, the colour of a heavy face.

By his side, it was the man in the grey robe who came with him, and his face was no better.

“I thought that with Luo Tiancheng, this Tianmen meeting would be a little better. I didn't expect that this Tianmen meeting, Tianxian Valley and the eight world families seemed to send disciples with weak strength. The people of Beidoukou were born in the sky. It seems likely that even the first three will be lost this time.” The grey robe man looked at the ranking on the tablet and shook his head.

“By the way, this session of Tianmen meeting time is quite embarrassing, several previously favored inner disciples have broken through the realm of Jindan, and the remaining powerful ones, such as Xiao 5th class age at the peak of the Phantom, have passed the limit, which is the only way to send these disciples. Luo Tiancheng is remarkable, but after all, he is too young, and the cultivation is only the early realm. I'm afraid the final ranking will not be too ideal.” Tiango Real Man looked at Tiancheng's ranking again and his face flashed with helplessness.

“But isn't there another Liu Ming who is no better than Luo Tiancheng? How many people is this child now ranked?” The man in the grey robe suddenly seemed to think of something, and his eyes looked at the tablet projecting against the array.

“Thirty-five… it seems that this Liu Ming is also not true.” When the grey robe man's gaze fell on the word "Liu Ming”, his eyes darkened and his head shook and sighed.

At this time, suddenly, the gold light on the tablet was hazy. After the gold light converged, the ranking suddenly changed dramatically. Liu Ming's name appeared in the ninth place of the tablet. Behind its name, there are nine silver lock markings gleaming.

“Oh, this Liu Ming's luck is so much all of a sudden, what kind of great opportunity did this child encounter? Could it be…” Tiango's real eyebrows were picked, revealing a hint of unexpected enquiry.

“Heritage land! Such an amazing amount of luck can be achieved in a short space of time, and it should benefit somewhere in the inheritance and not be an ordinary inheritance. If this child can pass on most of the inheritance, there may be hope to keep this door in the first three positions of the trial!” The man in the grey robe saw the scene and quickly changed the colour of the great joy and said excitedly.

“I hope so. However, since it is a place of inheritance, the contention among them must be more fierce. I hope this son does not meet the evil disciples of other sects. Otherwise, I'm afraid hope remains elusive.” Tiango's true human color also eased, his mouth received faintly, but somehow his heart emerged from the words that Jin Tianzhi had previously given him in relation to Liu Ming.

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At the same time, Liu Ming in the inherited land naturally did not know what was going on outside and his ranking, not to mention that he brought so much luck to Sect and himself after taking the “Star River Sand”.

Now he's wandering in the tunnel, figuring out how to get out of this maze in front of him.

Speaking of, the maze is much bigger and more cumbersome than it had previously imagined. After walking down the road, the first encounter was only three forks, and then the forks turned into four or five. So much so that you want to find the right path from it, it naturally becomes more difficult.

Looks like he's not going to make it out of this maze in a short time.

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