Liu Ming glanced at the fair-skinned youth who was unconscious at his feet, and sighed.
The fight between cultivators was really different from other fights he had experienced before. It seemed that a simple ice cone attack would suddenly change unexpectedly.
And the other party was just a mid-term spiritualist who didn't seem to have practiced many secret arts.
If he changed to another spiritualist who had been practicing for a longer period of time or had practiced a higher level of magical secrets, wouldn't it be more difficult for him to deal with it.
Liu Ming thought this way in his heart. After moving his shoulders a bit, he unceremoniously began to check the things on the three people on the ground.
After a careful search, he obtained three talisman tools, more than 30 spirit stones, and a bottle of half-Bigu Dan, and some messy materials, including things similar to herbs, and some unknown animal bones.
Liu Ming packed all these things together, and behind his shoulders, he rose into the air and flew in the direction of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.
Half a day later, when he entered the second floor of the Deacon's Hall again, there were already quite a few people bustling in the hall, but half of them crowded in front of the crystal tablet where the mission was announced, and pointed to what they were discussing.
Liu Ming couldn't help feeling a little strange when he saw this, but he didn't rush to the past, but walked to the other side of the stone platform.
Put the fish basket on the stone platform.
A middle-aged deacon immediately glanced inside, nodded in approval, and said:
"Yes, it's an eaglefish. Although Junior Brother Bai is young, she has completed a lot of tasks recently. I am optimistic about Junior Brother, so let's work harder in the future."
While talking, the middle-aged deacon skillfully took the nameplate handed by Liu Ming, put a golden stick on it, and threw out a small cloth bag full of spirit stones.
"Thank you, brother, for your good words. By the way, what task has recently appeared, why so many brothers have gathered there." Liu Ming asked with a smile after picking up the nameplate and cloth bag.
"Hehe, this is Uncle Zhang, who is from the poisonous spirit line, needs a few disciples to watch the furnace. I don't say how much they contribute, but the additional reward is willing to give instructions on alchemy, so many people are tempted. After all, Uncle Zhang is our savage ghost sect. The first alchemist, if he can really learn one or two alchemy from his hands, I am afraid that he will be used infinitely throughout his life. But it must be really satisfied with Uncle Zhang!" The middle-aged deacon said hehe when he heard the words, but his face was A look of disapproval clearly flashed.
"Brother, is there any other mystery in it?" Liu Ming asked with a move in his heart.
"Haha, Junior Brother can look back and see who are the disciples who are going to take over under the mission?" The middle-aged deacon said with a slight smile.
Liu Ming was naturally a little surprised when he heard it, and couldn't help but glance back at the past.
After a while, he couldn't help showing a hint of surprise, but the middle-aged deacon calmly continued:
"Uncle Zhang has issued similar missions several times before. I don’t know how many disciples have taken the task, but no one has actually completed it. Those disciples who have taken the task, except for being scolded by Uncle Zhang for a dog-blood sprinkler and After wasting a few months, there was nothing gained from alchemy. So when this task appeared later, the slightly older disciples completely ignored it. Hehe, only these younger ones. The younger brothers are still willing to give it a try with the hope of becoming an alchemist."
"That's it, thank you brother for your advice." Liu Ming was a little startled.
Although the other party didn't say much, he also clearly heard that the "Uncle Zhang" of the poisonous spirit was not easy to serve, so he naturally put out his idea of taking this task.
It's okay to say failure, but it's really worthless to him to waste a few months in vain.
Of course, he already knew from some people that alchemists and formation masters, spirit plants, spirit beast masters, refiners and other special skills are very popular in the world of cultivation, especially among the rarest alchemists. The teacher is almost indispensable to a sect.
However, deep in his heart, he was still very interested in alchemists.
After all, if he is an alchemist himself, the green-haired giant rat meat he obtained last time can be made into a pill, which can exert the greatest effect.
Thinking like this in Liu Ming's heart, he turned and left the stone platform, but when he passed the crystal stele, he glanced up slightly with his footsteps, and quickly found the mission issued by Uncle Zhang.
Sure enough, just as the middle-aged deacon said, when the disciple of the furnace fire for three months can get one hundred contribution points, and can get the instruction of alchemy, but at the end, another one is added. If the uncle Zhang's satisfactory approval is not obtained, All remuneration will not be paid.
Liu Ming grinned, and immediately left the second-floor hall without staying, walked out of the deacon's hall, and flew to his residence.
In the following two months, Liu Ming never left Jiuying Mountain again, and devoted himself to practicing dignified soul determination in his residence.
On this day, Liu Ming, who was cultivating in the house, suddenly felt his body lighten, and a feeling that made his heart and soul tremble surged from his pubic area, and immediately couldn't help but let out a long howling sound.
The howling was abnormally thick and continuous, like a huge wave, which lasted for a full half tea time before finally stopping.
At this moment, Liu Ming looked up and down his whole body with a look of surprise, and felt the extremely abundant rolling mana in his body.
He has already cultivated into the second-level dreadful bone determination, and has become a mid-term spiritualist.
At the same time, in a large hall on the top of Jiuying Mountain, the middle-aged Confucian student suddenly stopped when he heard the faint whistling from outside the hall, and immediately rushed to the man with haircut sitting across from him and said with a smile:
"Listening to the intensity of the howling sound, it seems that a disciple of this vein succeeded in the middle of the advanced stage. This can be regarded as a gratifying thing. Maybe this is the sign that we have discussed it, and it will be smooth sailing."
"I hope so. No one thought that the easy move back then would bring such a god-sent opportunity to the line. But the more so, I am afraid that the two old guys will be more unwilling to fulfill the promise. "After hearing the words, Zhu Chi replied with a wry smile.
"Humph, unless they really don't want the face of Jiuqiao Mountain, otherwise they took the initiative to raise this matter. If they repent now, I will see how these two old guys spoke." The Taoist surnamed Zhong on the side heard the words, and immediately said with an inverted eyebrow.
"Direct repentance? The two of them are spiritual masters who have been famous for many years, and they can't do such things. It's just that if they put forward additional conditions for the distribution method, we would not be forced to refuse it." Zhu Chi slowly replied. road.
"Why, Junior Brother Zhu, what news have you received?" Gui Ruquan asked with his eyes fixed upon hearing the words.
"Well, I just received a letter from a disciple of Jiuqiao Mountain before I came here. Brother Gui and Sister Zhong might as well take a look." Zhu Chi sighed and said, then flipped over with one hand, and suddenly took out one. Zhang came in a pale yellow leather roll, and gave it to the scholar first.
After Gui Ruquan grabbed it, he hurriedly unfolded it and looked at it carefully.
As a result, he only looked at it for a moment, and his face couldn't help but become gloomy.
Seeing this scene, the Taoist surnamed Zhong was a little surprised.
"Junior sister, you can take a look too." The scholar finally handed the paper to the Taoist aunt, and he closed his eyes and thought about what was going on.
"What, they actually asked the fighting technique to distribute those spirit fruits, and they can only take part in the competition for the disciples with less than three years of experience. Isn't this bullying our new disciples before practicing? Besides, Jiuqiao Mountain has always been famous for its puppetry skills. Zong, as long as the disciples can have one or two powerful puppets, their strength will increase immediately. Our disciples, how can we compete with them!" After reading the letter, the Taoist surnamed Zhong became furious.
"But these spiritual fruit trees are already under their control. And as far as I know, the new entry disciples of Jiuqiao Mountain are only one year earlier than us. They also promised that participating disciples will never use puppets of Tier 3 or higher. It's not good to refuse completely." Zhu Chi said so.
"But this time our new entry disciples, there are only five people in total, and only Xiao Feng has just advanced to the middle stage of the apprenticeship. How did the other people fight with each other?" The Taoist surnamed Zhong said anxiously.
Zhu Chi frowned when he heard this.
"Huh, since it was the conditions they put forward, naturally there is room for bargaining. It's absolutely impossible to compare all of them with five games, so let's reply and say three games. In this case, no matter how bad we are, we can hope to get three points. One of the spirit fruits." Gui Ruquan finally opened his eyes and snorted.
"Compare three games? This is a good idea! Win the next game with Feng'er's strength, at least 70% to 80% certainty." Zhu Chi heard this, with a hint of joy on his face.
"But what about the other two games, who do we send and just give up like this?" said the Taoist aunt surnamed Zhong still unwillingly.
"Is there two people left? Yu Cheng has been practicing very hard recently, so let's count him as one. As for the other person, isn't the disciple named Bai Congtian already an early spiritual disciple six months ago? Mana has also increased a bit, plus his experience in competing with others is pretty good, so let’s count him. Even if both of them lose, it’s okay. If one of them wins by luck, we’ll be considered a big profit. "After thinking about it for a while, Gui Ruquan made a decision.
After Zhu Chi heard the words, he nodded repeatedly, and after thinking about it, the Daogu surnamed Zhong could only reluctantly agree.
So after the three discussed for a while, Gui Ruquan immediately took out a blank paper, quickly wrote a reply, and summoned a disciple to come in and handed it over to him.
After a while, a cloud of gray flew out from Jiuying Mountain, left the Barbarian Ghost Sect Mountain Gate directly, and flew all the way in a certain direction.
Half a month later, Liu Ming, who was in the house beginning to learn about spiritism, suddenly heard a loud male voice outside the house:
"Senior Brother Bai, are you here? In the name of the respected master, I am here to see you up the mountain."
The voice of these words was indeed Ishikawa's voice.