"Uncle Ruan, even if your old man wants to retreat and hit the bottleneck, he won't give these things to me." Liu Ming was naturally surprised when he heard it, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously.
"My retreat this time is different from before. When I was young, I was injured by a major enemy. The original cultivation base was destined to stay in the early stage of the spiritual master. Later, I found a kind of ability in the enlightenment. Break through the initial bottleneck method, but this method is extremely dangerous. If I forcefully break through the cultivation base, I’m afraid I will only have one-third chance of surviving. The remaining two-thirds chance will be determined by those who studied before. Breaking through the bottleneck of the spiritual master’s disciple, directly exploded and died. Minggujue and Qingmingwen are my decades of hard work, but I don’t want them to be lost silently. And I have never accepted a personal disciple in my life. Originally Jue'er was also a good choice, but it is a pity that he has no energy, and he is destined to be trapped in the realm of a spiritualist and unable to become a spiritualist in this life. In this way, only you are the best person to inherit these. If I could Living in the middle stage of the Advanced Spiritualist, naturally everything is easy to say. If you don't survive, you just need to keep these things from being lost." The fat old man said as if he was explaining the funeral, and the words revealed a trace of sincerity for the first time.
"Uncle Master, don't worry, Master Nephew will try his best to do it." After Liu Ming whirled a few times quickly, he felt that there was no problem, and he agreed in one breath.
"Very well, I made this jade slip by myself, and everything is recorded in it. You can put it on your forehead and scan it with divine intent to see if there is any problem?"
After the fat old man finished speaking, he took out a milky white jade slip from his sleeve, stroked it a few times with his fingers, and handed it over.
After Liu Ming bowed slightly to take the jade slip, he placed it on his forehead and moved away.
After a divine thought swept away in it, the head immediately sank, and immediately two balls of light, purple and white, emerged in his mind.
He touched the purple light ball with his spiritual thoughts, and immediately countless cyan ancient texts flew out of it, turning them into a neat arrangement of scriptures.
It was the original text of Minggujue written in the ancient Qingmingwen, but when Liu Ming swept past it, he couldn't help but startled slightly.
When he touched the white ball of light again, it was a scripture with Qing Ming essays mixed with ordinary texts.
It is the explanation of the fat old man's many years of studying Qing Mingwen.
Liu Ming only took a quick look at the two, and then withdrew his spiritual thoughts from the jade slip.
"Uncle Ruan, how come there are only five pieces of this Dark Bone Jue, if I remember correctly, shouldn't the whole exercise be of nine levels?" Liu Ming asked in astonishment.
"The ancestor master got only the first five levels of cultivation methods, and the last four levels of mantras, God knows where they are. But the first four levels are actually enough. I spent dozens of them just translating the fourth level of mantras. Nian's painstaking effort. If Shi Nephew Bai can translate and comprehend the fifth-level formulas, he can be regarded as a talent in the Qing Ming essay. If you really advance to the spiritual master, you don’t need to continue to practice Ming Gu Jue. Now, you can change to another suitable high-level exercise. The first four levels of the bones of the dead can be regarded as a good foundation for you. And if you want to choose the later exercises, practice the high-level exercises of the two veins of the corpse and the evil. Both are good choices." The fat old man replied calmly.
"That's the case. It seems that what the uncle master said at the beginning does not need to be changed to other exercises. It is a deceit from the camp." Liu Ming couldn't help grinning when he heard the words.
"Haha, this... If the old man hadn't said that at the beginning, it would take a lot of words for people to learn this exercise." The fat old man slapped him, his expression on his face remained unchanged.
Liu Ming was speechless when he heard it.
"By the way, if the old man fails to break through to the middle stage of the spiritual master, and you can really advance to the spiritual master realm in the future, if you have the ability, help me take care of Gu Jue. He is also considered to be one of my few relatives in this world. "The fat old man looked a little serious.
"The disciple is really capable, so naturally it should be something." Liu Ming also replied with a straight look.
"Very well, there is still some time now. If you have any questions when you are cultivating the Bone Bone Jue, you can also ask the old man now. If I can answer, I will try my best to answer one or two." The fat old man heard this, his face A faint smile appeared.
"Thank you, Uncle Master, there are indeed some areas that the disciple has not yet fully understood in Minggujue. One of them is..." Liu Ming was overjoyed and immediately asked unceremoniously.
After half an hour, Liu Ming finally left the woods with a satisfied look, and flew towards Jiuying Mountain.
The fat old man remained in the woods untouched, his eyes squinted slightly to see the gray clouds drifting away in the sky.
I don't know how long it took before he suddenly said indifferently:
"Brother Sect, you have been here for such a long time, why hide in hiding anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at a "swish" and looked at a nearby big tree.
"Junior Brother Ruan is worthy of being an uncle Yan’s personal disciple, this concealment method really cannot hide from you." A faint voice came from behind the big tree, and the figure flickered, and a yellow-robed old man came out from it, with a faint face. The smile is really the head of that savage ghost sect.
"Senior Brother Headmaster saw me and gave the things to Senior Nephew Bai. He hasn't stopped him yet. It seems that he has tacitly agreed with this matter." The fat old man said with a chuckle.
"Since Nephew Bai is the only disciple who can practice the Minggujue and may also advance to the spiritual master, what he took is only some copies. The original text of the Minggujue is still in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Naturally, I have no reason to stop this. Yes. Actually, when I saw Nephew Bai advance to a Latter-stage Spiritualist in such a short time with the body of Three Spirit Vessels, I already guessed that he was practicing the Dark Bone Jue. But the Nephew Gu turned out to be your nephew, and It's the first time I know that Minggujue can possess supernatural powers similar to those of Holding Dafa in the later stages of cultivation." The head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect sighed.
"Don't take Gu Jue's attention. You heard it just now. Once he activates his bone control ability, his current lack of cultivation will greatly damage his life." The fat old man immediately said with some caution.
"Haha, don’t worry, Junior Brother. Now that I know the true situation of Gu Jue, and give him the control of the few things in the sect, I will never be relieved. But if Senior Nephew Bai can advance to the spiritual master’s words, let If it is controlled, there should be no big problem." The head of the brutal ghost sect replied calmly.
"Well, if the white nephew can become a spiritual master, there will be no physical collapse. It is quite appropriate to control those things." This time, the fat old man nodded in agreement.
"Very good! Although it is not easy to find a disciple with the three spiritual veins and strong mental power, you can always find a few as long as you search for it with your heart. As long as the white nephew can really use the cultivation of the bones of the bone to successfully advance to the spiritual master's words, I will ask Master Mingyan to specifically find this type of disciple to practice this exercise. In this way, the junior can also be considered to have made great achievements for this sect." The head of the brutal ghost sect continued to say with a smile.
"Do you really think that any disciple of the Three Spirit Vessels with stronger spirits can rely on Nethergujue to advance to the spiritual master?" Hearing this, the fat old man showed a strange look on his face.
"Why, isn't Junior Brother's previous words deceitful?" The head of the Mangui Sect was startled slightly when he heard the words.
"Coaxing is not counted, but the danger of attacking the spiritualist is reduced. In his current situation, if the attacking spiritualist fails, I am afraid there is still a half chance that he will explode and die. And his Strong mental power is far from what you think it’s just one and a half minutes stronger. When I first explored, I found that the spiritual power of Nephew Bai should be more than double that of ordinary disciples, and after all these years of cultivation, the difference will only be It's getting bigger and bigger."
"What, double the strength!" The head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect really lost his voice this time.
"Hehe, brother-in-chief now understands why I said this. If it weren't, he might not be able to guarantee half the chance of survival when he hits the spiritual master. Of course, if his mental power is stronger, the mana can be more refined. Then, the hope of the advanced spiritualist will naturally be more." The fat old man said hehe.
"I understand, it seems that the younger brother's set of ghost bones is definitely not just for finding someone to practice. It can only be temporarily sealed up, and I will talk about it when I find a suitable person." The head of the ghost sect groaned for a while, only Can be a little disappointed nodded.
"If that's not the case, I would have directly reported to Master, why bother to hide it until now." The fat old man had an indifferent expression.
The head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect could only laugh bitterly.
"By the way, Junior Brother Ruan, are you really going to retreat and hit the middle stage of the Condensate Realm? I always feel that it is still too dangerous!" The head of the brutal ghost sect remembered something again, and asked with some worry.
"I have already told Master about this. Although my life span is still 20 to 30 years, I can still keep my body at its peak in the past few years. After this stage, I will risk the next one. The realm is also weak. As long as I can succeed, I will be able to have more than a hundred years of life. A one-third chance is already worth my risk." The fat old man replied with a solemn expression.
"Since Junior Brother has really made up his mind, I won't say much. I just hope Junior Brother Ruan can successfully retreat in a few years, and he can really improve his cultivation!" The head of the brutal ghost sect seemed to see that the fat old man was determined. , Immediately no more persuasion.
In the following time, after the two chatted for a while about the leader of the Barbarian Ghost Sect leading the team to the secret realm, they hurriedly said goodbye to each other and left the woods.
Early the next morning, black air billowed over the mountain gate, and inside it was a huge bone boat with a body length of more than 20 feet.
On this boat, ten major disciples, including the head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect, the old man surnamed Huang, Shishu Zhang, and Liu Ming stood on it.
After the head of the Barbarian Ghost Sect gave an order, the bone boat immediately trembled, and was wrapped in the billowing black air, pierced into the sky in the distance.