Demon’s Diary

Chapter 42: Nan Ke Yimeng

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However, when his gaze fell into a wooden box beside him, he recovered a little sober.

In the wooden box, there are still a dozen pieces of bright red rat meat residue, the color is the same as when it left, and there is no change at all.

Liu Ming was very surprised.

Although the flesh and blood of spirit beasts contains mana, they can be stored for much longer than ordinary meat. But if it can maintain its freshness in half a year, it will naturally be a joke.

Liu Ming's face changed several times. After looking at the nearby wooden barrel still containing clear water, he moved his arm and touched his back. He felt a little wet, and the sweat on his back was not yet dry.

His face was even more unsightly, but the next moment he remembered something, and suddenly took two things out of his arms.

A seemingly ordinary cyan wooden box, and a rough-worked copper hourglass.

The cyan wooden box looks ordinary, the hourglass is quietly in his hands, and the fine sand is concentrated at one end.

"It really is so." Liu Ming took a deep breath, his face became very exciting.

Wooden boxes and hourglasses are both tools used to calculate time.

And he remembered clearly that when he left the space, the surface of this wooden box had long been engraved with dense traces.

The copper hourglass is for the convenience of timekeeping. It has been left on the ground in the mysterious space, and it has never been brought to him when he left.

Everything he had experienced in the mysterious space before was an illusion, and he had never entered any space.

The seemingly half-year-long trapped time was nothing more than a dream of Nan Ke.

But the trapped life of the previous six months was a bit too real, he could even clearly remember all the situations when he was practicing spells every day.

After Liu Ming settled his mind, he gritted his teeth and sank his consciousness into his body again, and checked the situation in Linghai again.

As a result, his heart was slightly relaxed.

The spirit sea was empty, and the small bubble that burst was gone without a trace.

If you just have a big dream, you can get rid of this evil thing, which is also a great fortune in misfortune.

Liu Ming thought so in his heart, but in order to see Wan together, he was still trying to urge Linghai.

As a result, his expression suddenly changed, and he fell silent.

"Impossible, how could the lost mana recover again."

After activating Linghai, he suddenly found that the mana in his body had recovered a lot for some reason, half of what had been swallowed by the bubble.

When he was even more surprised, although the amount of this newly added mana was far less than before it was swallowed with bubbles, it seemed to be much purer than before.

Liu Ming was pleasantly surprised and hurriedly observed his Linghai again.

I saw that the seemingly energetic Linghai was still the same size as before, but the silver light it emitted was softer, and at the same time it felt two points more solid than before.

According to the records in the classics, this is indeed a sign that will only appear after the mana has been purified.

However, the purification of mana is not only extremely dangerous, it is also an extremely time-consuming thing!

Generally, only when the spiritual master has been stuck on the bottleneck for many years or has failed to advance, will someone take the risk to try it.

And if the cultivator’s mana is pure, he can store more mana in his body under the same realm, and his power will also increase to a certain extent when he casts various spells and activates the magic weapon.

For Liu Ming, this is naturally a rare good thing!

Needless to say, this pure mana is naturally the hands and feet that disappeared bubbles.

After the slight joy on Liu Ming's face was closed, he couldn't help sinking into thoughts.

Thinking this time, it took him a full half an hour before he came back to his senses with a long breath.

What is the origin of the bubble, why would it consume its mana, and then let it return to part of its pure mana after having a dream of Nanke? This is really too complicated!

Even though his head was bigger, he still couldn't figure out the relationship.

"Forget it, anyway, that thing is no longer there. And it is not a loss to lose half of the mana in exchange for the other half to be more pure." Liu Ming could only think of it shook his head.

At this moment, he turned his head and glanced at the only open window in the house.

I saw the sun outside the window hanging high in the middle of the sky, and exuding slightly hot sunlight.

Liu Ming narrowed his eyes.

If he remembered correctly, when he was pulled into the weird space, the sun seemed to be at this position in the sky.

It seemed that the Nan Ke Yimeng he experienced was something that happened in an instant.

Thinking like this in Liu Ming's heart, he stood up, pushed open the wooden door and walked out of the house.

Standing in the small courtyard, he opened his arms in the unobstructed sunlight, feeling a warm force shining all over his body, and his mind gradually calmed down.

Living alone in that mysterious space for half a year is really a test of people's will.

Even if he thinks about it now, there are bursts of heart palpitations.

Fortunately, it took only half a year to come out of it. If it is longer, even if it is just a dream, it will probably leave him with a lot of mental troubles.

When Liu Ming thought of his spirit, he opened his eyes with a move in his heart.

He only realized that his mental power seemed to have increased somewhat compared to that before Nan Ke Yimeng. Although it was not obvious, it did indeed increase.

Liu Ming showed a bitter smile.

In this way, I can also be called a blessing in disguise.

He thought so, and after a random glance, he landed on a big blue tree outside the small courtyard.

Beside this tree, a small tree that had originally turned into a bare stump stood there.

Seeing this situation, Liu Ming couldn't help but smile knowingly, raising his arm almost subconsciously, and muttering words seemingly at random.

After two sounds of "puff" and "puff", two big red fireballs of fists appeared in the hands instantly, and after another flash, they turned into two red lights and hit the blue tree.

"Boom" and "Boom" two loud noises.

The huge trees were immediately wrapped in billowing red flames, and for a moment turned into a pile of black ash.

Liu Ming's originally smiling face suddenly froze.

This is the fireball technique that he cultivated Xiaocheng in the mysterious space, but isn't this experience a virtual dream? How can he still be so skillfully displayed now.

After the corner of Liu Ming's mouth twitched, the sound of the curse in his mouth suddenly changed. After moving both hands, a white line shot out.

In a flash!

On a huge rock under the big blue tree, two tiny holes with the thickness of a thumb appeared out of thin air.

This is exactly the water archery he practiced in the small town.

After Liu Ming added some dry lips, his eyes filled with fiery expressions, and he said the word again without saying a word, and raised his hands again.

"Puff" and "Puff" sounded loudly, and six cyan wind blades shot out in a very short time, instantly cutting the rock into seven or eight pieces.

It was indeed the wind blade technique he had practiced the most.

"It's really so. The spells cultivated in that mysterious space are really all equally effective." After Liu Ming murmured a few times, his face was full of ecstasy.

He continued to cast various spells in the small courtyard, until he had consumed the last trace of mana in his body, then stopped, and lay down on the grass in the small courtyard, his eyes closed, not knowing what was going on.

"It's a pity. I knew that the mysterious space still had such a magical effect, so I should stay for a while." Liu Ming let out a long sigh, opened his eyes and stood up slowly.

At this moment, no matter how confused he is, he knows that experiencing in that mysterious space is definitely not a simple thing like a dream.

But even if it is, unfortunately, the small bubbles no longer exist.

He couldn't repeat this kind of experience anymore, he could only treat the mysterious space as his own fortune.

After Liu Ming finally recovered his usual mentality, he returned to the training room again.

A few days later, when he ate and refined the last bit of rat meat, he continued to practice for more than half a month in his residence.

On this day, Liu Ming consciously had made all preparations, and finally left the residence and went straight to the deacon's hall.

Four months later, hundreds of miles away from the gate of Mangui Zongshan, beside a water pool exuding strange cold, a thick bamboo pole with a thick bowl, one end was inserted diagonally into the soil beside it, and a white stick hung on the other end. rope.

A fat gray rabbit hangs from the bottom of the rope!

This rabbit occasionally kicked its legs feebly, and I don't know how long it has been hanging under the bamboo pole.

With a loud sound, a strange fish with an eagle-mouthed snake body suddenly rushed out of the pond, and the fat rabbit opened its mouth and ran away with a bite.

With a "poof", a black rope popped out of a bush near the bamboo pole like lightning, instantly curling the white strange fish into it and pulling it to the bush.

In panic, the strange fish made a weird cry of "quack quack", and at the same time it opened a mouth, sprayed out a white waterline, making a mess of the nearby ground.

After a while, the strange fish became listless, and eventually the waterline in his mouth stopped and he could only lie on the ground dying.

"This hawk-billed fish is really cunning, but after two days and nights, he still got the bait."

There was a soft laughter, and the bush next to him rang out, and a young man in a green robe walked out from it with a smile on his face.

It is Liu Ming.

He walked up to the strange fish a few steps, and after kicking it with his foot, he took out a fish basket from behind without a hassle, picked up the strange fish and put it in it.

When Liu Ming turned around and wanted to leave, suddenly he glanced at the gray rabbit hanging from the bamboo pole, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"This time, you can be considered a great help, so let's spare your life."

As soon as the voice fell, he raised his hand, and a cyan wind blade shot out in an instant, cutting the rope in two.

After the gray fat rabbit was free in the air, he immediately kicked his legs, and his body jumped to the shore, and then quickly fled into the nearby grass with agility that did not match his body and disappeared.

Liu Ming smiled slightly when he saw this, and immediately pinched the tactics, and he was about to fly into the air with the fish basket on his back.