Demon’s Diary

Chapter 38: Omen

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"You really dare to say such a thing. If I hadn't found that rat demon killing everywhere at the junction of the two sects of you and me, and pursued it all the way to this point, I don't know how much trouble it would cause the cultivation world of the Great Profound Kingdom. . Now I have not heard Daoist Yan’s last thank you, and he was planning to trouble me first. Brother Yan really thought he could rely on the old and sell the old, and he was ready to start a contest with me before waiting for the Sendai meeting.” Ye Tianmei heard this. Immediately, Dai's eyebrows were raised upside down, a trace of suffocation appeared on her face.

"Fairy, don’t get angry. I, an old man with arms and legs, can’t stand the toss. However, using the fairy’s successful flying swordsmanship to deal with a small rat demon, he will even let him run all the way to our Barbarian Ghost Zongshan gate. In the front, is this too unreasonable?" The gray-robed old man seemed to be taken aback and waved his hands again and again, but said with a straight face.

"What do you know? This rat demon, who did not know where it came from, has already cultivated to the condensate stage, and the cultivation base is only one step away from the crystal-transformation realm like you and me. If it weren't for this demon, it's wise Too sober, seems to be in a certain crazy state that can only use instinct and supernatural powers, and I can't get it so easily." Ye Tianmei replied coldly.

"What, the monster beast in the condensate stage. The fairy is not joking. The rat monster is the lowest level monster, how can it be possible to cultivate to this level in general." The gray-robed old man was startled when he heard the words.

"You think I'm lying. Huh, don't worry, look at what this is!" Ye Tianmei snorted, flipped over with one hand, and the Huangmengmeng round bowl immediately emerged from his hand.

The woman lightly patted under the round bowl with her hand, and immediately jumped out of a black chip the size of a soybean, and then lightly flicked it with a jade finger.

"Swish"!

The chip immediately turned into a black glow and the old man in the gray robe shot away, not much worse than a strong bow and a hard crossbow.

The old man squinted his eyes, his figure remained unchanged, but under the strange wind in front of him, he suddenly stretched out a ghost claw covered with green scales, and grabbed the chip firmly with one hand.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Yan has not been idle for these years, and your green iron corpse is about to evolve into a silver corpse."

Seeing this situation, Ye Tianmei's pupils shrank slightly, and asked coldly.

"Hehe, the fairy joked. The iron corpse wants to advance to the silver corpse, and I don't know how much resources it will cost. How can the old man have such great ability."

The gray-robed old man said with a smile, and took the black chip from the ghost's hand without a hassle, and checked it carefully.

Ye Tianmei sneered when he heard the words, but didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, the gray-robed old man's complexion changed, and after lightly sniffing the chip under his nose, his face became more ugly.

"Sure enough, it is a monster in the liquid phase. Judging from the aura of its true essence fragments, it is indeed a rat monster. This is a bit strange. Is this rat monster a mutated advanced monster?"

"I think so too, but in order to see Wan together, I am going to show these things to Senior Sister again." Ye Tianmei slowly replied.

"The words of Master Leng Yue are naturally fine. Based on her experience, I would like to give a better explanation." The gray-robed old man immediately changed his face when he heard the word "Leng Yue", but he coughed lightly again. The recovery is as usual.

"Friend Yan Daoist thinks that there is no problem, and I will not ask me about the front of Guizong Mountain. In this case, I will leave. See you again, it should be the day of the Sendai meeting." Ye Tianmei replied lightly. , A silver light roll on the body surface, once again turned into a ball of light and walked away, disappearing at the end of the horizon in a blink of an eye.

The gray-robed old man did not stop him, but when the palace-dressed woman went away, his brows frowned.

At this moment, suddenly the hills below fluctuated together, and another person flew into the sky with a black cloud.

"Master! Is this Senior Ye who is the only Tianyuezong who has cultivated the flying supernatural power of the sword?" This person Fang Yi flew up to the gray-robed old man and asked respectfully.

Judging from his chubby face, he is indeed the "Uncle Ruan" who should be guarded in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Well, yes, that's her. This girl has only been in sight for a few years, and she has gone farther along with Jian Xiu. I am afraid that even her senior sister Leng Yue is probably not his opponent." The gray-robed old man sighed lightly. Said.

"However, Master's green-haired iron corpse is about to advance. When you really advance to Flying Silver Corpse, even if the opponent's flying sword is more powerful, you shouldn't be afraid." Ruan Shishu replied with a smile.

"Although my iron corpse is just the last step away, as I said just now, how advanced is so good, and I don't know how much it will cost me." The gray-robed old man shook his head.

"With the strength of the master, it is only the length of time to advance the iron corpse, there is no other problem." Ruan Shishu said.

"I hope so. By the way, I heard that another disciple who cultivated your deep bone determination had exploded and died when he hit the spiritual master realm a few days ago. Don't you still give up on this exercise? "After the gray-robed old man nodded, his face suddenly became stern.

"It was told by the senior brother again." Uncle Ruan's face changed slightly when he heard the words.

"Hmph, why use your senior brother to tell me specifically. Once a disciple of the three spirit veins can advance to the later stage of the spiritual apprentice, and fails to attack the spiritual master, can there be other reasons besides the practice of the deep bones taught by you privately? I didn’t tell you. Although the Minggujue is a relic of the Patriarch, and the message has a lot of origin. But his old man only got half of it at the beginning, and it took pains to translate the first three levels of mantras. It allows people to cultivate smoothly to the later stage of spiritual apprenticeship. Although you yourself are also intensively studying Qing Mingwen, how can you compare with the skills of the ancestors, the fourth layer of formulas that you have translated without authorization must be wrong in some aspects, otherwise these cultivations Disciple, how can no one succeed in assaulting the realm of the spiritual master. Once the matter goes out, do you know how much the reputation of this sect will be affected!" The gray-robed old man snorted, and a hint of chill appeared on his face.

"Master, my disciples are really unwilling. I don’t know how much effort I spent on translating the fourth level of the Dark Bone Jue. I even delayed my practice and deliberately kept myself in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for so many years. If a disciple can cultivate the fourth-level Nether Bone Judgment and successfully advance to the realm of spiritual masters, the three spirit vein disciples of this sect are very useful. Many spiritual masters can be born from them, which will increase the strength of this sect." Shishu Ruan was stunned, but he hurriedly explained.

"I don't know how many times I have heard these words. Otherwise, how could I tolerate them. But this is already the seventh disciple who blew himself up because of this. Although the excuse is easy to find, the real reason is only three of us. I know, but I'm afraid it has attracted some caring people's attention. Otherwise, your senior brother will not deliberately tell me about this. Okay, no need to say it. This is the end of the matter. You are not allowed to be here. Give it to the disciples in the sect without authorization, otherwise don't blame me for not thinking about mentorship." The gray-robed old man suddenly screamed.

"Yes, since the master has his destiny, the disciples will definitely not dare to teach Congjue to disciples in the sect in the future. However, there are still two other disciples who are still cultivating the Juejue. What are they going to do?" Said with trepidation.

"It's good if you know the importance of it. As for the two people who have been taught, just let them fend for themselves. Okay, get up and go back to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. I will continue to go back to the forbidden place to retreat. Don't let me out. Tell other people about the matter." The gray-robed old man's expression slowed down, and he ordered a few more words.

"Yes, Master. That disciple will leave first." After Shishu Ruan got up, after another salute, he drove the cloud and flew away in the direction of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

After the gray-robed old man stayed in the same place and pondered for a while, there was a burst of sneer, which also turned into a gray air and flew away.

Liu Ming frowned and looked at a black wooden box in his hand.

In the wooden box, Xiaoban couldn't see the flesh and blood residue at all. Most of it was mixed with some dirt, and the largest piece of it was just a small piece of gray flesh the size of a thumb with a dozen straight green hairs.

And these are all the flesh and blood residues of the giant rat that he has collected from the dense forest after spending more than half an hour.

From this we can see how powerful the silver flying sword urged by the woman in the palace costume was before!

The glamorous face flashed in Liu Ming's mind again, and he couldn't help but shook his head, and after putting the wooden box away, he was about to use the sky technique to drive away.

But at this moment, there was a soft sound in the ground under his feet, and then a slight cold in the soles of his feet, as if something slender had penetrated into his body.

Liu Ming was naturally shocked, and hurriedly pinched with both hands, sank his mind into his body, and quickly searched inside.

Legs, pubic region, body, arms, head...

He quickly searched, and there was nothing strange in his body.

Liu Ming was sweating a little on his forehead, and suddenly raised his hand to take off a shoe under his foot, and saw that the sole was intact, and there was nothing wrong with checking the soil near his foot again.

Is it really just my own illusion just now

Liu Ming's expression became a little cloudy and uncertain, and after scanning his eyes around, he only felt that there was an indescribable weird aura in the surrounding grass and trees, and he felt a little chill behind him.

After stomping his foot fiercely, he finally leaped into the air without hesitation. After recognizing the direction, he flew all the way in the direction of the Barbarian Ghost Zongshan Gate.

This flight took more than an hour before finally flying back to the place where Shi Tuo Mountain was originally located.

As a result, as soon as the other party approached the mountain that had turned into a pile of rocks, four gray clouds flew out of the nearby dense forest. There stood Mu Xianyun, Senior Sister Wu and the others.

"Junior Brother Bai, you are finally back."

"Nothing happened to you, what happened before, but you were taken away by the senior who appeared before?"

When Mu Xianyun and others saw Liu Ming, they immediately asked with joy.