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Demon's Diary - Chapter 1256

Published at 25th of March 2022 07:22:00 PM


Chapter 1256

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"Liu Daoyou, oh no, Master Liu already knows that." The old man surnamed Yan changed his address to Liu Ming.

"You don't have to be a senior. You and I are still of the same generation. Just call me by my name." Liu Ming shook his head and said.

"How dare you? Master Liu has already advanced to Zhendan. How can I be presumptuous?" Yan surnamed old man quickly declined to say.

"No matter what my accomplishments are, I'm always a disciple of the barbarian ghost sect. Don't be so polite. Otherwise, I'm not comfortable." Liu Ming said calmly.

"Since Liu Daoyou said so, Yan won't refuse." The old man, surnamed Yan, felt that Liu Ming's tone was a little bit stiff, and quickly agreed.

"As Daoyou know, a hundred years ago, the sea demon emperor came back to the sea, not only made great progress in cultivation, but also rebuilt the sea palace, gathering a large number of old troops. These years, he has been gradually eating away the island forces in the sea. The power of the original Canghai royal family has been fully accepted by him, and now it has become the main force to occupy Yunchuan. In those days, the truce agreement between us and the sea clan was originally made by the sea demon emperor, but now they become the minions of the sea demon emperor. Naturally, this agreement does not count. If it hadn't been for our remote location in Yunchuan mainland and the unity of Yunchuan alliance, I'm afraid it would have been swallowed by the sea demon Emperor... But even so, I'm afraid it won't last long under the current situation. " The old man of Yan surname said slowly with a bitter face.

"As for zongnei, because they have been fighting with the Hai clan frequently in recent years, their strength is less than two thirds of that of that year, and so are the other sects of Yunchuan alliance." Yan surnamed old man after a pause, continue to say.

"By the way, I don't know what happened to jiuying Yimai now?" Liu Ming nodded, seemed to think of something, and asked.

Liu Ming has learned something about the situation of the sea demon emperor and the sea people from Zhang xiuniang. As for Yunchuan's current bad situation, he also roughly expected it.

"The nephew of Guishi, the master of jiuying pulse, fell down in a war with the Hai people more than ten years ago. Now the only one left in jiuying pulse is nephew Zhong." The old man sighed and said slowly.

Liu Ming was relieved to hear that the Taoist surnamed Zhong was still there. He could only sigh for the fall of Guiru spring.

At that time, there were not many outstanding disciples of jiuying Yimai. Yu Cheng died of the ban on Fujiao Island, and Ishikawa fell in the trial of life and death. In recent years, the clan has been conquering frequently, which leads to the scarcity of resources. It's normal that no one is promoted to a spiritual master.

"As for the other veins, the situation is similar..." one side of the Huangshi leader continued to interface.

After some inquiry, Liu Ming reluctantly found that few of his acquaintances who used to be in mangguizong are still alive.

At the beginning, martial uncle Ruan, who taught him four layers of secret bone formula, failed to break through the bottleneck in the middle of the coagulation, and long ago Shouyuan had already passed away.

Uncle Lei and uncle Bing, the former master of Yin Sha Yi Mai Jialan, also fell down in the war with Hai clan in recent years.

Mu Yunxian and Du Hai, who used to have a good relationship with him, had already become Taoist partners a hundred years ago. Later, Du Hai consciously broke through the hopelessness of Lingshi, so they both returned to the family and had long been away from Mangui sect.

Qian huiniang, who is a ghost dancer, coagulates liquid several times and finally finds a chance to become a spiritual master. Zhang cuier, a strange girl, has grown up. She is a spiritual soul, and has reached the middle stage of cultivation. She has become the mainstay of the mountain.

Gao Chong is the body of the earth's spiritual pulse. After years of cultivation, like Zhang xiuniang, he has reached the stage of great perfection. He is the most promising person in the sect to transform into crystal.

As for the mysterious Yangqian, he suddenly left the clan a hundred years ago, and there was no news from him.

"Elder martial brother Yang is no longer in the clan?" Liu Ming frowned slightly. Among the young generation of Lingshi, Yang Qian was the only one who had some friendship with him. Unexpectedly, this time he came back, he had no chance to meet him.

"I don't know about Liu Daoyou. The origin of Yangqian is quite mysterious. At that time, a mysterious friar Jing recommended him to join the sect and promised a lot of resources. Although I hesitated at that time, I accepted him for the sake of the sect. Shortly after the outbreak of the war with the Hai people, this man suddenly appeared and took Yangqian away. After that, there was no news After thinking about it, the old man surnamed Yan said so.

"Oh, elder martial brother Yang has such a history." Liu Ming slightly surprised said.

"We have also secretly investigated the origin of Yangqian, but we have never found anything. There is no abnormal behavior in the clan, so we have not studied the matter in depth." Yellowstone said.

Liu Ming nodded his head slowly, and his eyes were shining.

"In the heyday of our sect, there used to be nearly 30 spiritual masters, but now there are only a dozen left, and I haven't lived for many years, so the situation of our sect is extremely critical now, but now that the Taoist friends have returned, these problems naturally don't exist." Yan surnamed old man has deep meaning of Chong Liu Ming said.

Liu Ming smiles and doesn't speak.

"As soon as possible, we should inform the other pulse masters and spiritual masters of the sect of the news of Master Liu's return. Later, a ceremony will be held to gather all the disciples of the clan to see the elders and celebrate the birth of a great monk in Zhendan realm. " Huangshi headmaster thought about it and said with a smile.

"Yes, it should be. I was so happy that I forgot about it. You can do it, nephew Huang. " The old man nodded in agreement and ordered.

Master Huangshi agreed and stood up.

"Wait! I don't love the excitement. If you can avoid it, you can avoid it. " But Liu Ming waved his hand to stop him.

The old man of Yan surname and the headmaster of Huangshi were all stunned

"Since Liu Daoyou doesn't like these, let's make it brief. Later, we will only let each pulse spirit Master meet Liu Daoyou. How about that?" Yan surnamed old man pondered for a moment, with the tone of consultation said.

"That's it. I've just come back. I plan to go back to jiuying mountain first. " Liu Ming is not good, too much brush their mind, stood up and said.

Naturally, the old man surnamed Yan and the headmaster Huangshi did not see Liu Ming out of the hall

After a flash of light, Liu Ming immediately rose up and flew towards jiuying mountain.

"I didn't expect that a disciple of Sanling pulse in those years could cultivate to the later stage of Zhendan. I really didn't expect that." Looking at Liu Ming's escaping light, Huang Shi murmured in disbelief.

"Liu Daoyou's cultivation to today's level is certainly not as simple as what he said, but we don't need to care about it. Liu Daoyou is the biggest backer of our sect now, so we must do everything to win him over. You go to summon the pulse spirit Masters first, and we'll discuss about the ceremony later. " The old man, surnamed Yan, thought about it and then said.

"Yes, or uncle Yan is thoughtful. I'll arrange it now." Headmaster Huangshi quickly agreed and walked down.

After Huangshi left, the old man, surnamed Yan, stood in front of the hall for a long time. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment, he left quickly.

At this time, Liu Ming had already turned into a streamer and came to a peak.

Looking from a distance, although the dozens of tall buildings on the top of the mountain were slightly dilapidated, he recognized at a glance that this was the jiuying mountain where he had just started.

Liu Ming's face moved. After a flash of black light, he appeared in a stone house on the hillside.

This is the small courtyard where he lived in those years. At the moment, it seems that the change is not big, but the whole courtyard seems to be empty and uninhabited, and the courtyard is covered with thick dust everywhere.

Liu Ming looks at it, and there is a trace of memory in his eyes.

At that time, he disguised himself as a son of the Bai family and entered jiuying Yimai with the qualification of sanlingmai. He grew up from an unknown registered disciple to a Lingshi for whom lingzong clan was later attracted. Although many years later, he still remembers every bit of it.

After a long time, Liu Ming shook his head, moved his body, and went on toward the top of jiuying mountain.

As soon as he appeared in front of the jiuying mountain hall, he was stunned.

On the square in front of the main hall stands a purple robed Taoist with white temples. Behind her are more than 20 jiuying Yimai disciples, standing respectfully on both sides.

The purple robed Taoist looks about forty or fifty years old. There are slight wrinkles around her eyes. You can see her beauty when she was young.

This person is a Taoist named Zhong.

Seeing Liu Ming's figure, Taoist aunt Zhong's body was slightly shocked.

When Liu Ming saw this, Gujing bubo's mood also had a ripple, as if time had passed more than 100 years ago, when he had just been brought to jiuying mountain

"Master." Liu Ming took a deep breath, quickly converged and made a big salute to Taoist aunt Zhong.

"The elder martial brother of the leader has just sent me a message. I can't believe it. I haven't seen you for more than 100 years. You are now a monk in Zhendan realm. Although you and I were matched at the beginning, but things have changed now. I really dare not treat you as a disciple any more. " Aunt Zhong looked at Liu Ming carefully. Her eyes were full of joy, but she still gave a bitter smile.

"Master, I have been greatly favored by you many times. No matter when I am, I will always be your disciple." Liu Ming raised his head and said word by word.

When she heard the speech, her face changed. She seemed moved and sighed. She opened her mouth and didn't say anything after all.

"Master, are these all the disciples of jiuying Yimai?" Liu Ming digs away from the topic, and his eyes fall on the two rows of Lingtu friars behind.

These disciples look very young. Most of their accomplishments are in the junior high school, and only two or three of them are in the later stage.

"Yes, most of them are new disciples in the past ten years." Zhong Daogu looked back at the disciple behind him and nodded.

"I've seen Master Liu!" The two rows of disciples saluted Liu Ming and said in the same voice.

"Well, don't be so polite." Liu Ming nodded his head. Suddenly he grabbed it with his big hand. A black halo flashed on the top of the disciples' heads. He opened it and covered more than 20 people.

(forgetting words) recently I lost sleep again. I opened my eyes until dawn for two days in a row, and then I could sleep for a while. This kind of painful taste, who really tries, who knows!)




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