Demon’s Diary

Liu Ming's casual action created a spiritual master's affairs, which spread quickly among the barbarian ghosts, naturally caused a lot of sensation.

After the heartbeat of the pulse spiritualist of the other pulses, he quickly assembled some disciples under the door who encountered bottlenecks and were ready to take them to see Liu Ming and ask for his help.

However, the men had not yet departed and had been severely drunk by the old Master Hinko, who had already received information.

He has heard from Aunt Zhong Dao about Liu Ming's apprenticeship. His heart is full of surprises. At this moment, his biggest fear is that Liu Ming does not feel strongly about the belonging of the Barbarian Ghost Sect. Naturally, he cannot interrupt Liu Ming for small things, lest his heart become bored.

You know, even though Liu Ming is really in the Dan realm, this kind of helping people to fix it must take a lot of magic.

Even though it is a great temptation to have several more spiritualists in the door, the Yan elderly immediately issued a strict order prohibiting all pulse monks from travelling to Nine Baby Mountains without permission.

For the next time, Liu Ming has been unable to get out of the Nine Baby Mountains, occasionally pointing to the Nine Baby Pulse Disciple cultivation, but it is also quite relaxing.

And the Barbarian Ghost Sect has news of the return of a late Sindhi monk. Once spread throughout the Yunchuan continent, the monks of large and small sects who have been suffering from sea oppression can not fail to cheer and jump.

The well-informed news has begun to inquire about the history of Brother Jindan, and the news of the forthcoming grand ceremony of Brother Jindan has spread rapidly throughout Yunchuan. In addition to the large factions of the Yunchuan Alliance that have received invitations, some other small and medium-sized gatekeepers have begun to prepare for the gift and prepare to visit Brother Jindan.

Meanwhile, the Barbarian Ghost Sect is busy arranging for the Great Festival in three days.

At all costs, the elderly Yan surname laid a huge ban around the whole mountain range of barbarian ghost sects. The mountain peaks were adorned with a rainbow-like daylight, which made the original appearance of some shady barbarian ghost sect mountain gate, all of a sudden it was like a change of face, becoming a cave heavenly blessed land.

Grand Festival Day will soon arrive.

Since the morning, a number of small and medium-sized sects have been visiting the barbarian ghost sect, and the Yellowstone Gate has been hosting in the main hall with a dry spiritualist.

Speaking of which, since he took over as Barbarian Ghost Sect Master, he has never experienced such a grand life. Naturally, he is busy and unhappy.

As a result, less than noon, more than a thousand monks came to the Grand Prix.

Fortunately, the Barbarian Sect was prepared to open several temples above the main peak, finally accommodating these uninvited people.

The gathering of more than a thousand monks is also extremely rare in Yunchuan mainland. Although Yao Ming has not yet appeared at this point, the atmosphere of the grand ceremony is still very enthusiastic.

Suddenly, in the distant sky, a sound of roar was heard, only in the sky outside the sect. A dozen different types of flying boats flew from all sides and sizes, but looking at the carved beam building above, the person riding must not be an ordinary monk.

Seeing this scene, the elderly Yan family greeted him from above the palace, and some of the spiritualists behind him had long stood respectfully on both sides, looking forward.

Soon after the dock, dozens of figures flew out of the boats and instantly flew to the eyes of the Yan elderly.

At first glance, a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe with a white ribbon around his waist and hidden black.

He also stood next to a bright white Confucian, who emitted a breath far higher than everyone else in the room, and was, of course, two fake Dan brothers from Yunchuan mainland.

The rest of the people obviously repaired it as well as not low. In addition to the convergence of the five great gates of the Great Xuan Nation, it is even the masculinity of the Vietnamese country, the owners of Leiyang Valley are in line. The whole Yunchuan Alliance management seems to have gathered from all sides to the barbarian ghost sect.

“Mo... Senior Mo, long time no see, I didn't expect even you to be shocked!” The old man of the Yan surname gave a gift to the people and said slowly.

“Yoko Taoist, Yuan Demon Taoist and I heard that Senior Liu had formed a real Dan and returned to the Sect. Mo came to visit only with Zongment, nothing else.” Rusheng Mo smiled slightly at the former demon around her and said faintly.

“Senior Mo, you are welcome. Your friends have come to make me truly glorious. Please move to the main summit palace.” The old man with the Yan surname laughed, his hands facing behind him, and the barbarian spiritualists around him made a very respectful way out.

The Yuan Demon and the man with the Ink surname were also polite, flying backwards and forwards towards the barbarian ghost sect, and the dozens of monks behind them followed the fish line.

The kung fu of a cup of tea, guided by the elderly name, brought the people to the palace of the Lord the Grim.

Just inside the palace, a young man with a plain face in a robe sat on the middle throne, and it was Liu Ming.

When he heard the voice, he looked up and his eyes flashed a bright glint.

The front-line Yuan Demon and the Ink man's body cooled and suddenly had a sense of being seen through by the other party. His face changed.

Though the folks behind him are also people who have seen the world, at this moment they are all under a spiritual spirit, and their hearts rise and fall.

The old man with the Yan surname saw the scene and showed a smile on his face and did not speak.

“Senior Liu, I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years. It's amazing how far you've reached your cultivation.” Yuan Demon and the Ink man next to him looked at each other and flashed a slight shock on his face before arching his hand at Liu Ming and said in a solemn manner.

“Yuan Daoyou is very proud. Daoyou's fake dan is exquisite. I'm afraid you'll have to try to coagulate it soon.” Liu Ming nodded softly and said with a smile.

The Yuan Demon was shocked when his face suddenly got a little unnatural.

Liu Ming's eyes turned and fell on the man with the Ink surname. He smiled slightly:

“This is Mo Daoist, right? ”

“Mo Xingyun met Yodo.” The Ink surname is a man of colorful antiquity, arching his hands.

“You two don't have to be polite, have a seat.” Liu Ming waved and said.

Yuan Demon and the Mu man walked aside and made it down. After that, Zhaode Zong, Tianyue Zong and a dozen other Hua Jing monks dared to come up and bow to Liu Ming for a gift.

“You're welcome. Have a seat.” Liu Ming nodded slightly and looked casually at the past.

Shortly after his advanced condensation, he left Yunchuan mainland. He didn't know much about the Yunchuan factions. He also recognized a few people in the Great Xuan Five Sects and Yuan Demon Gate.

Daxuan's five crystalline monks were still centuries old, and his eyes suddenly stopped in the sky and moon sect.

Tianjin Zongliang stood behind Mrs. Luna in a long plain dress, looking at the appearance of just in the early twenties, the melon face, the appearance is quite watery, two eyes clear as water, no blinking staring at Liu Ming.

“like a screen.” Liu Ming's face showed a soft smile.

More than a hundred years later, Dry as Screen, although the temperament looks completely different, a few more points of volumetric air, but the appearance of the five officials has not changed much.

“Big Brother Ming.” As dry as a smile on his face, he smiled brilliantly.

She looked clean and beautiful, smiling at this moment, as if a snow lotus blossomed, couldn't help but shine in front of people.

Liu Ming waved his hand. For the descendants of this dry uncle, nature is different from others. He has long been regarded as a relative.

Dry eyes shine, mouths clasp up a few steps.

Liu Ming nodded at the woman.

Although he has a lot to say to the screen, the current environment is obviously not suitable for old fashions.

“Cold Moon Daoist, these years such as Ping cultivation in Tianyue Sect, thanks for the care, Mr. Liu here has thanked you.” Liu Ming turned his head and said to Master Leng Moon.

“Senior Liu reiterated his words. Instead, Poor Ni would like to thank Taoist friends and send such an excellent disciple to Tianyue Zong. Pinger is extremely talented in formation law, and is now the first master of Yunchuan Alliance law, the transmission law array of Yunchuan mainland and various islands, which she has designed and arranged herself.” The Cold Moon Master had a smile on his cold face.

It was even more unexpected. Although Qian Ruping's name as the first wizard of the Yunchuan League has long been known, few people know that it was actually introduced into Tianyue Sect by Liu Ming.

Liu Ming's eyes also flashed a hint of surprise.

In Jomtien mainland, it is also rare to arrange a formation magician capable of transmitting the Law Front. His location is too clear. There are not many people who make such a formation, and most of them accumulate for many years. They are basically brothers above the realm of the Realm.

Dry screen is now repaired to just reach the middle of condensation, can be arranged transmission method array, the talent can be seen. If this is spread to Jomtien, I don't know how many magicians will fall off their chins.

Dry as a screen listened, his eyes bent, although not saying anything, did not hide his pride in front of Liu Ming.

Liu Ming smiled slightly and responded to the cold moon a few sentences.

At this time, the major sectarian monks said a few words of praise and walked aside and sat down.

The old man with the Yan surname saw that Liu Ming was unfamiliar with high-ranking monks from all factions. He introduced the monks from all factions present with a smile on his face.

The result was introduced in half, Liu Ming's gaze suddenly glanced at the lean elderly in a condensation period after the transformation of a palm door Murong.

Liu Ming was the focus of almost everyone on the scene, and his obvious actions were naturally seen in the eyes.

“Senior Yoo, but... what's the matter?” Murong glanced at the lean old man behind him and asked with some surprise and uncertainty.

Liu Ming's unemotionally bounced and a purple sword lashed out, nearly beyond everyone's sight.

The talents heard the "snort” coming, the lean old man had skulled, fell down, a bloody gust of blood erupted, and suddenly there was no breath.

Liu Ming lowered his hand and looked proudly at the body on earth.

“This…”

After Murong was shocked, his face instantly looked extremely ugly, apparently for some reason Liu Ming suddenly killed his companion.

This lean old man is not high, but he holds important positions in the transformation of a family, otherwise he will not bring the other person to this occasion.