Demon’s Diary

Meanwhile, the Spirit Mountains are in a lush valley.

The clouds in the valley are foggy, deep in the foothills of the forest, wonder flowers and rubies, fresh streams, rare birds and fairy beasts are everywhere, and a dazzling view of the peaches of the world.

Beyond the valley, you can feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth abounding in the valley.

This is close to the famous Mountains of the Spirit blessing - the Crane Valley.

As the mountain gate of Taiqingmen, one of the four great patriarchs of the human race, in addition to the mountain peaks of the inner and outer doors, there are naturally some spiritual cave heavenly blessings.

In general, these places are used as elders above the Zongney heavenly realm, as well as some of the secret disciples as caves. When Liu Ming first entered the mountain gate, he was invited by Long Yanfi to go to Silver Springs Valley, one of them.

Nowadays, this place far surpasses the crane valley of Silver Springs Valley in all respects, becoming the cave house of Liu Ming.

Except for him, there were only three people in the valley, Cobalt, Ye Tianmei, dry as a screen.

In addition, Tiango's ruler had already given strict orders that all should not go near Tsurumi Valley for no reason.

In fact, without the order of the master, Tai Qingmen disciples who do not know the identity of Liu Ming and the cultivation? Without losing sight of it as if it were a god, which dares to approach it at will, disturbing the immortal habitat that rivals the sanctity of the cliff.

Deep in Heming Valley, in a room in a three-storey attic, Liu Ming sat on his knees with words in his mouth.

There was a yellow cloud floating in front of him, lying on his back like a screen, his eyes closed, and he seemed to be still in a coma.

Behind them, Coffee and Ye Tianmei stood side by side, with a little worrying on their faces.

After half an hour, Liu Ming waved a green light, not into the dry eyebrow heart of the screen, probed for a moment, and waved away the green light.

“How's the screen doing?” Ye Tianmei saw this and asked.

Cobalt similarly shifted his gaze from the dry screen to Liu Ming's body, as if waiting for his answer.

Dry as a screen has been in this coma since the auxiliary Liu Ming in the Gufeng Mountains completed the extreme yin to the sun formation, there are still no signs of awakening.

“Pinger forcibly provoked the ancient battle, not only excessive overdrafts of power and spiritual power, but at the same time, he was shocked by the power of the law of the great battle, fortunately, the armor guardian, no fear of life. I'm afraid I'm going to be asleep for a while.” Liu Ming retracted his arm and said slowly.

“Then I'm relieved.” Ye Tianmei sighed a sigh of relief.

Ka Lan's face is also relaxed when he hears this statement.

Liu Ming waved a yellow light and entered the mountain and river beads like a pin.

He muttered for a moment and slowly turned around. He looked at the two girls, Coffee Blue and Ye Tianmei. He sighed in his heart and said:

“Tianmei, Gao Lan, I have an important thing to say to you. ”

Both women were slightly blushed when Liu Ming glanced at them.

Ye Tianmei is bright and bright, the coffee and blue flavors are beautiful, it can be called a thousand autumns each. At this time, the hidden red doors on both cheeks make the two women who are naturally aromatic more attractive.

Liu Ming looked at the pair of perfect people in front of him and smelled the slight fragrance emanating from the two women. He couldn't help but feel some turbulence in his heart. He reached out and held the hands of both women.

Coffee blue and Ye Tianmei's face were reddish, but they did not withdraw their hands, leaving Liu Ming to hold them so.

“You just said something important to tell us, what?” Cognac and Liu Ming spend a long time together, react more naturally to Liu Ming's intimacy behavior, whisper the urge.

Liu Ming's eyebrows frowned and the words on his mouth seemed a little difficult to export.

After a moment, he sighed softly and slowly said:

“As you know, I am now practicing immortality, but for a number of reasons the time in the lower realm is very limited… in two years at most, I will be forced to fly to the realm. ”

He briefly explained to the two women who were somewhat stunned that he was forced by the situation to accept the power of the law and thus progress. Of course, some of the things involved in the cage “heavenly cave”, the primitive demon master, the upper realm monk, naturally were cleverly hidden.

Even so, the second woman's face turned pale as paper.

“As far as I know, the process of ascending to the upper realm is unpredictable, and even if it succeeds, I'm afraid the future will...” Liu Ming softly said.

“I know what you mean, don't say it... I've made up my mind and no matter what the future holds, I will never have a second person in my heart.” Ye Tianmei's sudden voice truncated and his tone was unprecedented and unwavering.

“Neither do I.” Coffee glanced at Willow like water and said softly.

Liu Ming's heart was filled with a complex and unspeakable emotion. He took a long breath and smiled:

“In that case, I can't see it anymore. ”

The second woman also smiled when she heard the speech.

“In that case, after this Eternal Life Festival, I will swim with you to this Jomtien, and then find a clean place where no one can disturb you to spend the rest of your days.” Liu Ming had already spoken his mind, but felt relaxed for a while, saying so in his mouth.

Coffee blue and leaf eyebrows are slightly reddish and the focus nods.

Liu Ming raised a little warmth in his heart and gently held them in his arms after showing a touch of tenderness on his face.

Since the three people showed their hearts and minds to each other, they were naturally free of mustard, and they got along even better.

……

At a time when the whole Jomtien continent is celebrating for the rest of its life after the robbery, and the entire cultivation world is boiling for the upcoming Eternal Life Festival, a perennial cloudy peak on the continent remains quiet and isolated.

At the bottom of the mountain, there is a step-by-step green slate that curves and extends all the way to the top of the mountain.

Amidst the lush greenery at the end of the road, there is a large temple, an apricot yellow courtyard wall and a green and grey temple ridge.

In the very centre of the temple, a nine-story ancient tower was raised and clustered by an ancient tree surrounded by deep and distant bells from time to time.

This is the Holy Land of Buddhism, where Mount Kwang is located.

At this moment, a rainbow light flies in the distance, and after a few flashes, it falls on the doorstep of the temple.

The light went astringent, revealing a woman in a luminous posture, with a gray shirt, a silver ghost mask on her face, and no appearance.

The woman glanced distantly at the direction of the ancient tower in the centre of the temple and her eyes glistened with glitter.

Immediately afterwards, she walked into the temple and walked between the temples.

The area is quite large, but the woman seems to be familiar with it and some monks encountered along the way seem to ignore it, leaving her in the yard for seven rounds and eight turns.

Soon after, the woman appeared in front of the gate at the bottom of the ancient tower and, after a slight hesitation, pushed directly into the door.

As a result, in the center of the first floor of the ancient tower, a young monk dressed in a moon white monk's robe sits on his knees with eight ancient lamps surrounding him.

If Liu Ming were here, he could certainly recognize at first glance that this person was the cloud monk who was the referee when he followed his master to compete for the Nine Colored Spirit Deer.

“You're finally here.” The clouds looked at the visitors and seemed to have anticipated the general, smiling faintly.

“I didn't expect history to repeat itself. Oh, this situation is similar to what it was...” The silver mask woman sighed with a sigh of relief, and the ghost said, her voice was crisp, as if the yellow origins were out of the valley.

“Everything in the world is destined to be the result of a revolution, the underworld, and the heavens themselves.” The cloud monk held his hands together for ten years, reciting the Buddha and saying softly.

“Your Excellency does not have to fight with me. I came here to ask you, have you not forgotten your agreement with your ancestors?” The silver mask woman grinned and asked.

“Naturally.” The cloud monk smiled bitterly and nodded.

“Then keep your promise and take me to him.” The silver mask woman said softly.

After a moment of silence, the cloud monk nodded and said softly:

“It's not hard for you to see him, but don't forget your promises, everything is on its own. ”

The silver-masked woman slightly nodded.

……

Closer and closer to the day of the Eternal Life Festival, many Gate factions have arrived early at the Taiqing Gate, and some of them inevitably want to see Liu Ming in advance after hearing that Liu Ming is in the Crane Valley.

For most of these people, Liu Ming chose to avoid seeing them, which disappointed many people who wanted to see Liu Ming's true face.

However, for some familiar people in the past, such as the Ouyang Qian sisters of the Ouyang family, Tianggong Zongpeng Yue and a few others, met.

Just in the face of Liu Ming's current cultivation, whether Ouyang sisters or Peng Viet Nam, is more awe than friendship, which makes Liu Ming's heart feel quite unspeakable.

In the meantime, Liu Ming also went to Silver Springs Valley once to hand over the Too Heg Sword to Long Yanfei. On the one hand, he completed the entrustment of the young man in the gold robe in the upper realm, and on the other hand, he also made up for the sword embryo, but it was a matter of heart.

Of course, he wouldn't say anything about the origin of this sword.

In addition, he went to the Phantom Peak, and after seeing Master Xiao Wu learn that Yin Jiu Ling was still shut down, he left behind a number of pharmacopoeia, scriptures and Dan medicine.

These things are useless to him, but for Yin Jiu Ling, Dawn Five, and even the whole falling of the Phantom, none of them is a rare treasure.

……

On this day, in the secret room of the attic of Heming Valley.

Liu Ming Pan sat on his knees, his hands burst into several black lights, covering the front of him with a half man and a half silkworm of blonde mini Quyao.

It was the former god of the blonde Quyao, the eternal habitat he had slaughtered at the time.

Liu Ming's soul-searching mystery at this moment was learned from the Green Spirit. It was quite subtle. The expression of the blonde Quyao Yuan God was stagnant and was obviously controlled by the soul-searching mystery.

A moment later, the blonde Quyao Yuan God suddenly flashed a golden light, and then a strange golden symbol emerged from his forehead, dancing indefinitely.

Liu Ming's eyebrows wrinkled, and as he was about to do something, these golden symbols suddenly burst out a glittering golden glow, and then a "puff” sounded, and the whole Yuan God burst apart, and the ashes disappeared.

Liu Ming slowly scattered the dark light of his hands and his face became gloomy and uncertain.

(Celebrating the official launch of the new book "The Gate of the World of Xuan", "Magic Heaven" is even more than three chapters today!