Demon’s Diary

“This…” Shop's second face revealed some hesitation.

Liu Ming smiled slightly and raised his hand and threw a lozenge of silver on the table.

Sophomore looked at the silver, his face suddenly revealed a glimmer of greed.

A quarter of an hour later, Liu Ming walked out the door of the tavern, did not make more stopovers and left the town.

He sniffed some news from the mouth of the store's junior, and although this person knew all about the rumours and rumours, the content was limited, but it still surprised Liu Ming.

Afterwards, he went to several other places near the town to probe, and then he vacated again and broke away.

Seven or eight days later, Liu Ming stood by Qinggang Mountain in the mouth of the shop and looked forward

Aoka Mountain is a mountain peak of more than a thousand heights, centered on the main peak, the two mountain ranges cross, and the entire mountain body is covered with thick fog.

However, the fog is not an unusual white water mist, but a light blue mist, like green smoke, that flows slowly around the mountains.

“It really is! ”

Liu Ming stared at the blue mist that floated in the mountain peaks, revealing a slight hue on his face.

The other day, he went to the nearest family market in the neighbouring area to find out some information about Aoka Mountain and, in combination with local legends, finally gained a general understanding of the origins of the place.

Originally located in Dongyue County in Qi, Qinggang Mountain is also very famous throughout Dongyue County.

Dongyue County is situated on the border of Qi and adjacent to another medium-sized country, Yueguo, which suffered from centuries-old vicious wars 10,000 years ago.

And this mountain of Aoka, as a frontier between the two countries, has been the scene of an unknown number of General Assembly wars.

It was not until more than 2,000 years ago that the two countries were extinguished for whatever reason.

Therefore, this Qingoka Mountain naturally became an ancient battlefield, leaving an unknown number of mass graves, filled with the remains of countless war-dead soldiers of both countries, stacked in layers and piled up like mountains, reportedly reaching the point of inches of dirt and flesh.

Over the years, the grievances in these 10,000 people's pits swelled, and even during the hot summer daylight, passing through here, you can feel completely cool, no one dared to pass from near here ever since, and a nickname of blue slaughter.

Over time, many ghosts were born in Qinggang Mountain.

At first, it was just some lonely wild ghosts, but the place was extremely gloomy, and the ghost cultivation and upgrading was also extremely rapid. It began to rise and fall at night, maiming the surrounding spirits and devouring the essence of the living to grow itself.

Because of the remoteness of the area and the absence of spiritual veins, no cultivation sect has been established here.

Without a monk to contain it, ordinary mortal houses are not adversaries. The ghosts are naturally becoming more pervasive. Thousands of miles around Aoka Mountain are helpless and gradually relocating, once creating thousands of miles of uninhabited areas.

More than a thousand years ago, a great monk allegedly from a 10,000-year period went out to practice here, witnessed the spirits here, killed a large number of ghosts, and trapped a great battle of blood to severely traumatize one of the most powerful ghosts here.

However, because the resentment here is too heavy, this ghost did not know how to summon the thousands of yin gusts of the place while the soul was about to fly away, and this ghost escaped with the remnants of the ghost into the deep mountains.

Due to the great damage to his health and inability to pursue him, the Great Almighty Brother was able to impose only a few seals in the mountain range region, suppressing these ghosts in this seal.

In order to fear that the ghost inside would break the seal, the person also stayed here until eventually the saturation did not leave a step.

But that's why this place is alive and prosperous again after hundreds of years of operation.

And this monk also spreads leaves a lot of offspring here, repressed here for generations.

Unfortunately, because the spiritual energy of the earth and the heavens is so thin, the descendants of this monk gradually fell, not only without the vast divinity of his ancestors, but gradually became mortal and lost their powers, and even many have forgotten the duties left over from generations past.

Together with those peripheral restraints, which have long been unsustainable and naturally unable to withstand the impact of so many grievances in them, they have long been unsustainable.

Today, these descendants are still gathered near the Aoka Mountains, the Ye family in the second mouth of the shop.

These are all the information Liu Mingduo heard. As for how many of them are real, it is not yet possible to tell.

Looking at the fog in front of him, Liu Ming knew that eighty-nine of these rumors were true.

Generally, it takes a long time for a ghost to reach the crystallization stage to form this dense green haunt, and the area will not be large.

But the ghost mist here can cover the whole mountain.

“Is there a real ghost here?” Liu Ming's mind speculated in the dark.

At this moment, black air flashed in a soul bag in his waist, and Feier flew out of it:

“Master, I can clearly feel that there is a very powerful man here!” When Feier appeared, his eyes looked deep into the haunted fog, and his naive face revealed a heavy expression, but deep inside his eyes, he seemed to have a hint of desire.

Liu Ming nodded, and he could also perceive the existence of a sealed formation in the Aoka Mountains through the spiritual fluctuations felt around him.

Here, the mountains are hugged, and most of the Yin Qi gathers at the crossroads of the mountains.

And the seal formation method cleverly utilizes the underground air pulse flow here to set a trapped formation, bringing together most of the Yin Shadow forces here, unable to dissipate.

The advantages of doing so are obvious and can prevent ghosts from stepping out of the vicinity of the scourge, but neglect the fact that the gathering of shadows and shadows will gradually make the place a great place for cultivating ghosts.

Once this seal was broken, the consequences were unthinkable.

But even so, Liu Ming was admired by his predecessor, who had been banned here by law.

This man is probably a master of formation, and at least he has reached the realm of authenticity. Otherwise, after so many years, such a huge ban on formation would have been damaged long ago.

At this time, however, the seal had reached a precarious level, with the formation breaking down several places and the shadow air leaking a lot, forming a dense haunted fog around it.

Liu Ming only slightly sighed. He just swept up and flew forward with his flying head.

But as soon as the other side rushed into the fog floating in the mountains, a scream came out in front.

The green light flashed, a one-man green shadow poured out of the haunted fog and grabbed Liu Ming.

“Rotten Horn Monkey...”

Liu Ming slightly flashed!

The shadow is a monkey-like ghost covered in green hair, with a green short horn on its head and black hard hair on both claws.

This kind of ghost, he is still in the barbarian ghost sect, he has seen a lot of this in the ghost of the sect, or the spiritual period also tried to subdue it as a spiritual pet, unfortunately failed.

Liu Ming's face revealed a slight memory. The flying skull standing next to him had flew out in a flashing shape, spraying a green flame in his mouth.

Rotten horn monkeys seem to be terrified of this green flame, their tails swinging suddenly, trying to change direction in the air.

This rotten horn monkey has evolved to the level of a harsh ghost, but the gap is unknown compared to today's Feier.

The green light flashed, and the rotten horn monkey had been wrapped in a large green flame, squeaking painfully strangely, and a tall body melted like a green flame, shrinking rapidly, and a moment later was refined into an inky green gas mass.

Feier whispered once more a green glow, beneath a roll, rolling the dark green gas into the entrance.

Feier seemed burped, his tender, white hand patted his stomach scared, and his face revealed a satisfying color.

“Even a ghost like the Rotten Horn Monkey has appeared, it seems that this Qingoka Mountain has really become a ghost hole.” Liu Ming muttered.

Then, Liu Ming probed along the periphery of Aoka Mountain with his flying skull, and found that the fog almost covered most of the mountain, stood outside the mountain, unable to see the details of the mountain, and the emitted consciousness would also receive these thick fog blocks, unable to go in.

In the meantime, several more horn monkeys were attacked, all naturally in the skull.

Soon, the twilight slowly descended and the haunted fog gradually rose at night, hiding a moment of sand from it.

“The night is gloomy, it's not suitable to explore this place anymore, that's it for today, let's go first.” Liu Ming pinched his hand and a black gas surrounded his body and flew towards the distance.

“Master...” The flying head looked at Liu Ming, with a small mouth open, wanting to stop again.

“I know what you're thinking, and if there's really a realm ghost here, it's a realm that can nourish you.” Liu Ming smiled slightly. Speak up.

Flying skull suddenly overjoyed.

It is now at the peak of the Crystallization Period, and perhaps the opportunity for a ghost to become a real Dan, perhaps its advanced false Dan Period.

Rather than leaving far away, Liu Ming stepped on a dark cloud and headed towards a small mountain peak a dozen miles away in the Aoka Mountains, ready to find a cave for a rest of the night.

Soon he flew to the foot of the mountain peak.

“Huh!”

His eyes flashed, not far away was a relatively flat small valley, hidden in the valley was a small village, almost twenty or thirty households.

The outside of the village was fenced with wood and seemed to be used to block the beast attack. A pitch-black boulder was erected at the entrance of the village and the stone was smooth as a mirror. It had a large ‘leaf’ inscribed on it, the pen was strong and strong, and the pencil was threefold.

“Ye? Is this the Ye family? ”

Liu Ming's eyes flashed slightly. According to his inquiry, he dared to live so close to Qinggang Mountain. Apart from Ye Jia, there should be no one else.