Chapter 31
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Among the three, Zhu Chi, a scholar surnamed GUI from jiuying mountain, and another beautiful nun in her thirties with green silk.
At this time, Liu Ming already knew that the full name of the Confucian was GUI Ruquan, and the beautiful Taoist could stand with them, obviously the closed master aunt Zhong
As for the other inner disciples, in addition to a group of new students and those I met last time, there are also many old disciples over 30 years old.
The faces of these old disciples are strange, but their breath is thick. Obviously, most of their accomplishments are not simple.
After waiting for a while, more than a dozen inner disciples fell around the square, and then no one appeared. After that, GUI Ruquan opened his mouth with a light cough.
"Very good. Except for those disciples who couldn't get back in time because of the mission of the sect, all the disciples of jiuying Yimai have arrived. This is also benmai's first time since several new junior brothers joined the class. Those who perform well in Xiaobi will be rewarded, and those who perform best will be rewarded. Younger martial brother Zhu, take out all the test props. "
The last few words of the Confucianist were to Zhu Chi.
"Don't worry, elder martial brother. I'm ready." With a smile, the man with hairy hair steps forward and backward. Suddenly, there are several more pale yellow talismans in his hands, and his hands are equal.
After the sound of bang bang, a mass of white air rolled away, and more than a dozen things appeared out of thin air in the center of the square.
When Liu Ming saw this, his eyes lit up. Those talismans should be the storage talismans mentioned by martial uncle su.
It's amazing that so many things can be put into a small talisman!
Five black iron locks of different sizes, a half meter high white stone tablet, and seven or eight simple figures of different colors, some wearing thick armor, some holding a huge iron sword.
"According to the old rule, the competition will be divided into three groups. There is a group of new beginners, a group of students over 30 years old, and the remaining students are counted as another group. The content of the competition is divided into power, magic and actual combat. Younger martial brother Zhu, you will be responsible for the test of the students over 30 years old. Younger martial sister Zhou will be responsible for the students under 30 years old. I will be responsible for the test of the new students myself. " Guiruquan slightly explained two sentences and said so.
Zhu Chi and the elder martial sister Zhong would not object.
After a little discussion, the three decided to start the test with new disciples, then with those under 30, and finally with those over 30.
After a slight cough, the Confucian came out again and said:
"Come out, new disciple, and let your elder brothers and sisters who have not met you know each other. Our jiuying pulse may not be very strong in the sect, but if we unite as one, it is not inferior to the other pulse. "
Hearing what the Confucian said, Liu Ming and other five new people naturally came out and bowed to the others.
Naturally, other disciples also returned the gifts with a smile.
"Yu Cheng, as a personal disciple, let's start with you. Let me see your training effect in the past six months. " After a glance at the five of Liu Ming, the Confucian scholar finally said on the red haired boy.
Hearing the words, the red haired boy naturally bowed to say yes, walked to the five black iron locks, and finally stopped in front of the youngest one.
He was the youngest. The black iron lock in front of him was the size of a washbasin. It was as big as four or five hundred jin. It was impossible for ordinary people to shake it.
At least Liu Ming thinks that if it is not to stimulate potential, he is afraid to be quite reluctant.
After a low drink, the red haired boy grasped the handle of the iron lock with both hands and made a sudden effort with both arms.
However, the iron lock just shook a few times and failed to get off the ground.
The red haired boy's face turned a little red. Suddenly, he was reciting words. Suddenly, a light yellow light covered his whole body. The whole person's breath was completely different from the previous one.
After another big drink, several long and thin yellow shining lines appeared on the young man's arm, which really shook the iron lock.
A bang.
In a moment, the boy's face turned red, and the iron lock was thrown back to the ground, even smashed into a shallow pit.
"It seems that your di linggong has been cultivated to the first level. Otherwise, you can't lift this lock just by insisting on your mana. And don't try the second one GUI Ruquan sees this situation and says with a smile that he doesn't make any comment on the result of the red haired boy lifting the iron lock.
Most of the other inner disciples who watched around the square just looked at them with a smile, but they didn't show any surprise.
"The disciple raised this one very reluctantly, the second one could not be raised at all." The red haired boy took a few deep breaths, calmed down his wheezing chest and returned respectfully.
"Well, then attack this stone tablet made of Burmese crystal from ten steps away with the strongest spell, and judge your spell proficiency and power by the depth of the mark left on it within ten breath." The Confucian said slowly.
"Yes, Guishi!" After Yu Cheng agreed, he immediately walked to the place ten steps away from the white stone tablet. With a look of awe, he quickly pinched the key. As a result, after counting the breath, he suddenly had a big blue slice between his hands, and it was getting brighter and brighter.
The young man suddenly drank "wind blade" with one hand, and the flake shot out immediately.
With a dull sound of "poof", a clear white mark appeared on the seemingly smooth stone tablet, which was half an inch deep.
The stone tablet is surprisingly hard.
Yu Cheng continued to say something, but this time, the wind blade between his two hands just condensed a little, and GUI Ruquan said, "time is up.".
The red haired boy can only disperse the unfinished magic, and his face is still a bit unwilling.
"Well, it seems that you've spent a lot of time on this technique, which is really a beginner. As long as you continue to work hard, if you can attack twice within ten breath, this skill will reach the realm of Xiaocheng. However, the more you go to the back of the cultivation, the more difficult it is to improve. You need to be prepared After a glance at the stone tablet, the Confucian finally nodded and woke up.
The red haired boy said yes.
"At the end of the first two tests, I can only give you a medium evaluation. The final result depends on your actual combat. You are new beginners. You just have to wait for puppets with me. " As he spoke, the Confucian went to the figures.
After stopping in front of the shortest figure with bare hands, he patted a groove on his chest with one hand, immediately inserted a white Mengmeng stone, and then punched the figure's head with one finger, and a wisp of black air flashed into it.
The next moment, the original motionless figure, with a flash of red light in his eyes, strode into the square. He had already drawn a circle and stopped again.
"You and the puppet injected with low-level fighting spirit fight in this circle. No matter who goes out of this circle, it is a failure. Specific results depend on how long you can persist under the attack of this puppet. " Guiruquan hands a back said.
Hearing this, the red haired boy dared not neglect him. He touched his waist with one hand, took out a green blade several feet long, and walked carefully into the circle.
As soon as he stepped into the circle, the seemingly heavy figure suddenly moved like a gust of wind
The red haired boy was surprised and almost subconsciously cut the short blade in his hand to the doll.
"Poof", a light green edge rolled out, but cut on the doll just let its body slightly coagulate, as if nothing happened to continue to rush.
The young man was a little flustered and quickly retreated.
As he continued to wave the short blade in his hand, he read the formula of wind blade in a hurry. But in a panic, the formula went wrong again and again, and even a wind blade was sent out.
A moment later, the puppet had already attacked him with his talisman and flew him out of the circle with one palm.
"The actual combat is inferior. Comprehensive evaluation, middle and lower. " Guiruquan shook his head, but said calmly.
Yu Cheng was not really hurt, but when he got up, he had to go back to the other disciples.
Liu Ming and other new disciples can't help looking at each other.
"Next, Xue Shan." The Confucianist read the next name without any hesitation.
Xue Shan grinned, but he could only go out with a stiff head.
Sure enough, after three tests, he could not lift any iron lock, and he could only use fire bullet to leave a small trace on the stone tablet. In the end, the result of actual combat was unbearable, and in an instant, the puppet also flew out of the circle.
The evaluation he got in the end was only "inferior".
The following Wan Xiaoqian is slightly better.
Although she was not good at strength and magic, she first used light body skill and another wind attribute spell to assist her in the actual combat. She insisted on a cup of tea time under the puppet attack, and finally got a lower middle evaluation.
"Bai Congtian"
The eyes of the Confucian finally fell on Liu Ming.
After taking a deep breath, Liu Ming slightly urged Ming gujue, and immediately a thin layer of black air rolled from his body, and then walked to the iron locks.
The Confucianist's eyes were slightly fixed when he saw this.
On the other side, Zhu Chi was whispering something with the Taoist nun beside him. After seeing the strange image on Liu Ming's body, he couldn't help but say it softly.
Seeing this, Dai Mei asked
"Why is elder martial brother Zhu surprised?"
"I don't know, younger martial sister Zhong. This is only the three spirit pulse, and the skill that she practiced is not the ghost spirit skill that the pulse focuses on. But it seems that he has already cultivated the first level of ghost spirit skill, which is unexpected. " Zhu Chi came back slowly.
"There is such a thing, it seems that this son should be more than three spirit pulse such a simple thing." After hearing this, the beautiful Taoist looked at Liu Ming's eyes and immediately showed her interest.
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Among the three, Zhu Chi, a scholar surnamed GUI from jiuying mountain, and another beautiful nun in her thirties with green silk.
At this time, Liu Ming already knew that the full name of the Confucian was GUI Ruquan, and the beautiful Taoist could stand with them, obviously the closed master aunt Zhong
As for the other inner disciples, in addition to a group of new students and those I met last time, there are also many old disciples over 30 years old.
The faces of these old disciples are strange, but their breath is thick. Obviously, most of their accomplishments are not simple.
After waiting for a while, more than a dozen inner disciples fell around the square, and then no one appeared. After that, GUI Ruquan opened his mouth with a light cough.
"Very good. Except for those disciples who couldn't get back in time because of the mission of the sect, all the disciples of jiuying Yimai have arrived. This is also benmai's first time since several new junior brothers joined the class. Those who perform well in Xiaobi will be rewarded, and those who perform best will be rewarded. Younger martial brother Zhu, take out all the test props. "
The last few words of the Confucianist were to Zhu Chi.
"Don't worry, elder martial brother. I'm ready." With a smile, the man with hairy hair steps forward and backward. Suddenly, there are several more pale yellow talismans in his hands, and his hands are equal.
After the sound of bang bang, a mass of white air rolled away, and more than a dozen things appeared out of thin air in the center of the square.
When Liu Ming saw this, his eyes lit up. Those talismans should be the storage talismans mentioned by martial uncle su.
It's amazing that so many things can be put into a small talisman!
Five black iron locks of different sizes, a half meter high white stone tablet, and seven or eight simple figures of different colors, some wearing thick armor, some holding a huge iron sword.
"According to the old rule, the competition will be divided into three groups. There is a group of new beginners, a group of students over 30 years old, and the remaining students are counted as another group. The content of the competition is divided into power, magic and actual combat. Younger martial brother Zhu, you will be responsible for the test of the students over 30 years old. Younger martial sister Zhou will be responsible for the students under 30 years old. I will be responsible for the test of the new students myself. " Guiruquan slightly explained two sentences and said so.
Zhu Chi and the elder martial sister Zhong would not object.
After a little discussion, the three decided to start the test with new disciples, then with those under 30, and finally with those over 30.
After a slight cough, the Confucian came out again and said:
"Come out, new disciple, and let your elder brothers and sisters who have not met you know each other. Our jiuying pulse may not be very strong in the sect, but if we unite as one, it is not inferior to the other pulse. "
Hearing what the Confucian said, Liu Ming and other five new people naturally came out and bowed to the others.
Naturally, other disciples also returned the gifts with a smile.
"Yu Cheng, as a personal disciple, let's start with you. Let me see your training effect in the past six months. " After a glance at the five of Liu Ming, the Confucian scholar finally said on the red haired boy.
Hearing the words, the red haired boy naturally bowed to say yes, walked to the five black iron locks, and finally stopped in front of the youngest one.
He was the youngest. The black iron lock in front of him was the size of a washbasin. It was as big as four or five hundred jin. It was impossible for ordinary people to shake it.
At least Liu Ming thinks that if it is not to stimulate potential, he is afraid to be quite reluctant.
After a low drink, the red haired boy grasped the handle of the iron lock with both hands and made a sudden effort with both arms.
However, the iron lock just shook a few times and failed to get off the ground.
The red haired boy's face turned a little red. Suddenly, he was reciting words. Suddenly, a light yellow light covered his whole body. The whole person's breath was completely different from the previous one.
After another big drink, several long and thin yellow shining lines appeared on the young man's arm, which really shook the iron lock.
A bang.
In a moment, the boy's face turned red, and the iron lock was thrown back to the ground, even smashed into a shallow pit.
"It seems that your di linggong has been cultivated to the first level. Otherwise, you can't lift this lock just by insisting on your mana. And don't try the second one GUI Ruquan sees this situation and says with a smile that he doesn't make any comment on the result of the red haired boy lifting the iron lock.
Most of the other inner disciples who watched around the square just looked at them with a smile, but they didn't show any surprise.
"The disciple raised this one very reluctantly, the second one could not be raised at all." The red haired boy took a few deep breaths, calmed down his wheezing chest and returned respectfully.
"Well, then attack this stone tablet made of Burmese crystal from ten steps away with the strongest spell, and judge your spell proficiency and power by the depth of the mark left on it within ten breath." The Confucian said slowly.
"Yes, Guishi!" After Yu Cheng agreed, he immediately walked to the place ten steps away from the white stone tablet. With a look of awe, he quickly pinched the key. As a result, after counting the breath, he suddenly had a big blue slice between his hands, and it was getting brighter and brighter.
The young man suddenly drank "wind blade" with one hand, and the flake shot out immediately.
With a dull sound of "poof", a clear white mark appeared on the seemingly smooth stone tablet, which was half an inch deep.
The stone tablet is surprisingly hard.
Yu Cheng continued to say something, but this time, the wind blade between his two hands just condensed a little, and GUI Ruquan said, "time is up.".
The red haired boy can only disperse the unfinished magic, and his face is still a bit unwilling.
"Well, it seems that you've spent a lot of time on this technique, which is really a beginner. As long as you continue to work hard, if you can attack twice within ten breath, this skill will reach the realm of Xiaocheng. However, the more you go to the back of the cultivation, the more difficult it is to improve. You need to be prepared After a glance at the stone tablet, the Confucian finally nodded and woke up.
The red haired boy said yes.
"At the end of the first two tests, I can only give you a medium evaluation. The final result depends on your actual combat. You are new beginners. You just have to wait for puppets with me. " As he spoke, the Confucian went to the figures.
After stopping in front of the shortest figure with bare hands, he patted a groove on his chest with one hand, immediately inserted a white Mengmeng stone, and then punched the figure's head with one finger, and a wisp of black air flashed into it.
The next moment, the original motionless figure, with a flash of red light in his eyes, strode into the square. He had already drawn a circle and stopped again.
"You and the puppet injected with low-level fighting spirit fight in this circle. No matter who goes out of this circle, it is a failure. Specific results depend on how long you can persist under the attack of this puppet. " Guiruquan hands a back said.
Hearing this, the red haired boy dared not neglect him. He touched his waist with one hand, took out a green blade several feet long, and walked carefully into the circle.
As soon as he stepped into the circle, the seemingly heavy figure suddenly moved like a gust of wind
The red haired boy was surprised and almost subconsciously cut the short blade in his hand to the doll.
"Poof", a light green edge rolled out, but cut on the doll just let its body slightly coagulate, as if nothing happened to continue to rush.
The young man was a little flustered and quickly retreated.
As he continued to wave the short blade in his hand, he read the formula of wind blade in a hurry. But in a panic, the formula went wrong again and again, and even a wind blade was sent out.
A moment later, the puppet had already attacked him with his talisman and flew him out of the circle with one palm.
"The actual combat is inferior. Comprehensive evaluation, middle and lower. " Guiruquan shook his head, but said calmly.
Yu Cheng was not really hurt, but when he got up, he had to go back to the other disciples.
Liu Ming and other new disciples can't help looking at each other.
"Next, Xue Shan." The Confucianist read the next name without any hesitation.
Xue Shan grinned, but he could only go out with a stiff head.
Sure enough, after three tests, he could not lift any iron lock, and he could only use fire bullet to leave a small trace on the stone tablet. In the end, the result of actual combat was unbearable, and in an instant, the puppet also flew out of the circle.
The evaluation he got in the end was only "inferior".
The following Wan Xiaoqian is slightly better.
Although she was not good at strength and magic, she first used light body skill and another wind attribute spell to assist her in the actual combat. She insisted on a cup of tea time under the puppet attack, and finally got a lower middle evaluation.
"Bai Congtian"
The eyes of the Confucian finally fell on Liu Ming.
After taking a deep breath, Liu Ming slightly urged Ming gujue, and immediately a thin layer of black air rolled from his body, and then walked to the iron locks.
The Confucianist's eyes were slightly fixed when he saw this.
On the other side, Zhu Chi was whispering something with the Taoist nun beside him. After seeing the strange image on Liu Ming's body, he couldn't help but say it softly.
Seeing this, Dai Mei asked
"Why is elder martial brother Zhu surprised?"
"I don't know, younger martial sister Zhong. This is only the three spirit pulse, and the skill that she practiced is not the ghost spirit skill that the pulse focuses on. But it seems that he has already cultivated the first level of ghost spirit skill, which is unexpected. " Zhu Chi came back slowly.
"There is such a thing, it seems that this son should be more than three spirit pulse such a simple thing." After hearing this, the beautiful Taoist looked at Liu Ming's eyes and immediately showed her interest.
Among the three, Zhu Chi, a scholar surnamed GUI from jiuying mountain, and another beautiful nun in her thirties with green silk.At this time, Liu Ming already knew that the full name of the Confucian was GUI Ruquan, and the beautiful Taoist could stand with them, obviously the closed master aunt ZhongAs for the other inner disciples, in addition to a group of new students and those I met last time, there are also many old disciples over 30 years old.The faces of these old disciples are strange, but their breath is thick. Obviously, most of their accomplishments are not simple.After waiting for a while, more than a dozen inner disciples fell around the square, and then no one appeared. After that, GUI Ruquan opened his mouth with a light cough."Very good. Except for those disciples who couldn't get back in time because of the mission of the sect, all the disciples of jiuying Yimai have arrived. This is also benmai's first time since several new junior brothers joined the class. Those who perform well in Xiaobi will be rewarded, and those who perform best will be rewarded. Younger martial brother Zhu, take out all the test props. "The last few words of the Confucianist were to Zhu Chi."Don't worry, elder martial brother. I'm ready." With a smile, the man with hairy hair steps forward and backward. Suddenly, there are several more pale yellow talismans in his hands, and his hands are equal.After the sound of bang bang, a mass of white air rolled away, and more than a dozen things appeared out of thin air in the center of the square.When Liu Ming saw this, his eyes lit up. Those talismans should be the storage talismans mentioned by martial uncle su.It's amazing that so many things can be put into a small talisman!Five black iron locks of different sizes, a half meter high white stone tablet, and seven or eight simple figures of different colors, some wearing thick armor, some holding a huge iron sword."According to the old rule, the competition will be divided into three groups. There is a group of new beginners, a group of students over 30 years old, and the remaining students are counted as another group. The content of the competition is divided into power, magic and actual combat. Younger martial brother Zhu, you will be responsible for the test of the students over 30 years old. Younger martial sister Zhou will be responsible for the students under 30 years old. I will be responsible for the test of the new students myself. " Guiruquan slightly explained two sentences and said so.Zhu Chi and the elder martial sister Zhong would not object.After a little discussion, the three decided to start the test with new disciples, then with those under 30, and finally with those over 30.After a slight cough, the Confucian came out again and said:"Come out, new disciple, and let your elder brothers and sisters who have not met you know each other. Our jiuying pulse may not be very strong in the sect, but if we unite as one, it is not inferior to the other pulse. "Hearing what the Confucian said, Liu Ming and other five new people naturally came out and bowed to the others.Naturally, other disciples also returned the gifts with a smile."Yu Cheng, as a personal disciple, let's start with you. Let me see your training effect in the past six months. " After a glance at the five of Liu Ming, the Confucian scholar finally said on the red haired boy.Hearing the words, the red haired boy naturally bowed to say yes, walked to the five black iron locks, and finally stopped in front of the youngest one.He was the youngest. The black iron lock in front of him was the size of a washbasin. It was as big as four or five hundred jin. It was impossible for ordinary people to shake it.At least Liu Ming thinks that if it is not to stimulate potential, he is afraid to be quite reluctant.After a low drink, the red haired boy grasped the handle of the iron lock with both hands and made a sudden effort with both arms.However, the iron lock just shook a few times and failed to get off the ground.The red haired boy's face turned a little red. Suddenly, he was reciting words. Suddenly, a light yellow light covered his whole body. The whole person's breath was completely different from the previous one.After another big drink, several long and thin yellow shining lines appeared on the young man's arm, which really shook the iron lock.A bang.In a moment, the boy's face turned red, and the iron lock was thrown back to the ground, even smashed into a shallow pit."It seems that your di linggong has been cultivated to the first level. Otherwise, you can't lift this lock just by insisting on your mana. And don't try the second one GUI Ruquan sees this situation and says with a smile that he doesn't make any comment on the result of the red haired boy lifting the iron lock.Most of the other inner disciples who watched around the square just looked at them with a smile, but they didn't show any surprise."The disciple raised this one very reluctantly, the second one could not be raised at all." The red haired boy took a few deep breaths, calmed down his wheezing chest and returned respectfully."Well, then attack this stone tablet made of Burmese crystal from ten steps away with the strongest spell, and judge your spell proficiency and power by the depth of the mark left on it within ten breath." The Confucian said slowly."Yes, Guishi!" After Yu Cheng agreed, he immediately walked to the place ten steps away from the white stone tablet. With a look of awe, he quickly pinched the key. As a result, after counting the breath, he suddenly had a big blue slice between his hands, and it was getting brighter and brighter.The young man suddenly drank "wind blade" with one hand, and the flake shot out immediately.With a dull sound of "poof", a clear white mark appeared on the seemingly smooth stone tablet, which was half an inch deep.The stone tablet is surprisingly hard.Yu Cheng continued to say something, but this time, the wind blade between his two hands just condensed a little, and GUI Ruquan said, "time is up.".The red haired boy can only disperse the unfinished magic, and his face is still a bit unwilling."Well, it seems that you've spent a lot of time on this technique, which is really a beginner. As long as you continue to work hard, if you can attack twice within ten breath, this skill will reach the realm of Xiaocheng. However, the more you go to the back of the cultivation, the more difficult it is to improve. You need to be prepared After a glance at the stone tablet, the Confucian finally nodded and woke up.The red haired boy said yes."At the end of the first two tests, I can only give you a medium evaluation. The final result depends on your actual combat. You are new beginners. You just have to wait for puppets with me. " As he spoke, the Confucian went to the figures.After stopping in front of the shortest figure with bare hands, he patted a groove on his chest with one hand, immediately inserted a white Mengmeng stone, and then punched the figure's head with one finger, and a wisp of black air flashed into it.The next moment, the original motionless figure, with a flash of red light in his eyes, strode into the square. He had already drawn a circle and stopped again."You and the puppet injected with low-level fighting spirit fight in this circle. No matter who goes out of this circle, it is a failure. Specific results depend on how long you can persist under the attack of this puppet. " Guiruquan hands a back said.Hearing this, the red haired boy dared not neglect him. He touched his waist with one hand, took out a green blade several feet long, and walked carefully into the circle.As soon as he stepped into the circle, the seemingly heavy figure suddenly moved like a gust of windThe red haired boy was surprised and almost subconsciously cut the short blade in his hand to the doll."Poof", a light green edge rolled out, but cut on the doll just let its body slightly coagulate, as if nothing happened to continue to rush.The young man was a little flustered and quickly retreated.As he continued to wave the short blade in his hand, he read the formula of wind blade in a hurry. But in a panic, the formula went wrong again and again, and even a wind blade was sent out.A moment later, the puppet had already attacked him with his talisman and flew him out of the circle with one palm."The actual combat is inferior. Comprehensive evaluation, middle and lower. " Guiruquan shook his head, but said calmly.Yu Cheng was not really hurt, but when he got up, he had to go back to the other disciples.Liu Ming and other new disciples can't help looking at each other."Next, Xue Shan." The Confucianist read the next name without any hesitation.Xue Shan grinned, but he could only go out with a stiff head.Sure enough, after three tests, he could not lift any iron lock, and he could only use fire bullet to leave a small trace on the stone tablet. In the end, the result of actual combat was unbearable, and in an instant, the puppet also flew out of the circle.The evaluation he got in the end was only "inferior".The following Wan Xiaoqian is slightly better.Although she was not good at strength and magic, she first used light body skill and another wind attribute spell to assist her in the actual combat. She insisted on a cup of tea time under the puppet attack, and finally got a lower middle evaluation."Bai Congtian"The eyes of the Confucian finally fell on Liu Ming.After taking a deep breath, Liu Ming slightly urged Ming gujue, and immediately a thin layer of black air rolled from his body, and then walked to the iron locks.The Confucianist's eyes were slightly fixed when he saw this.On the other side, Zhu Chi was whispering something with the Taoist nun beside him. After seeing the strange image on Liu Ming's body, he couldn't help but say it softly.Seeing this, Dai Mei asked"Why is elder martial brother Zhu surprised?""I don't know, younger martial sister Zhong. This is only the three spirit pulse, and the skill that she practiced is not the ghost spirit skill that the pulse focuses on. But it seems that he has already cultivated the first level of ghost spirit skill, which is unexpected. " Zhu Chi came back slowly."There is such a thing, it seems that this son should be more than three spirit pulse such a simple thing." After hearing this, the beautiful Taoist looked at Liu Ming's eyes and immediately showed her interest.
