"That's the case. It seems that the younger generation does have some extravagant expectations. However, the next time this mysterious space draws mana, I still hope that the older generation will inform one or two. In this way, the younger generation can also make some preparations in advance." Liu Ming was naturally disappointed when he heard this. , After a wry smile, and after thanking him, he asked like this.
"Next time you draw mana, there should be a year and a half. But with your current mana, as long as you consume some lifespan power, you should be able to be satisfied." Luo Yu heard this and looked at Liu Ming coldly for a long while. Just a bit blunt answer.
Hearing that it was only a year and a half and it was still costing his lifespan, Liu Ming's heart trembled, and when he wanted to ask something more, Luo Hui suddenly said "someone outside", and his sleeves flicked.
Liu Ming only felt a "boom" from his divine consciousness, and his eyes were blurred for a while. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the room where he was.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. After Liu Ming calmed down, he got out of bed and walked over to open the wooden door.
Jialan, dressed in a pale yellow shirt, stood outside the door impressively.
Liu Ming's face was naturally full of surprise, and after hesitating for a while, he turned sideways to let the other person in.
But the first words the woman came in and said, changed his expression.
"Daoyou Liu, have you met me before?"
Liu Ming looked at this woman's exquisite face, but didn't know how to answer it for a while.
After Jialan spoke, she just looked at Liu Ming silently, without saying a second word.
After thinking about it for a moment, Liu Ming still sighed and said, he worshipped the two of them into the Barbarian Ghost Sect practice at the same time. He was a mixed-blood sea clan and what happened during the sea clan battle afterwards, until he was caught by the Sea Monster King. Tell the truth about everything you live in.
As a result, Jialan looked overcast for a while after hearing these words, and for a while, she was in a trance. After listening to this, she turned around and left without saying a word.
Jialan's actions naturally made Liu Ming puzzled. After thinking about it for a long time, he found nothing.
…
At the same time, inside the hall of a certain mountain peak in Taiqingmen.
"What, is there news about the secret disciple Liuyin who disappeared thousands of years ago?" A white-faced man in his thirties said with a look of surprise.
This person was wearing a cyan Dao robe and a sapphire Dao crown. He was sitting in the center on the main seat of the main hall, playing with a green ball in his hand.
"This news is indeed true. Had it not been for the Yuqing Daoist of the Miaoyin Academy, who would have thought that this secret disciple would have lived in such a remote place and founded a small sect by himself." The man left the first seat. On the chair, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy in a gray robe said with an old-fashioned look.
With that, the boy flipped over with one hand, took out a jade slip from his sleeve, and threw it over with one hand.
The white-faced Taoist reached out and took the jade slip, and then put a sticker on his forehead, the divine consciousness penetrated in, and he checked it carefully.
Seeing this, the gray-robed boy went on to say:
"Well, Brother Lu, I have carefully read the archives of the sect. Thousands of years ago, this secret disciple named Liuyin in the sect was performing a high-level trial task in the sect. I was involved in the space storm and has never been seen since. But because the trace of life and soul fire left in the clan had not been extinguished at that time, the name was not immediately removed from the clan. Until hundreds of years have passed. , The fire of life and soul disappeared, and the secret disciple's identity was formally cancelled, and other disciples took their place."
When the boy said this, he sighed and continued:
"According to the time when Liuyin became a secret disciple back then and the comments from the sect at that time, if he could practice as smoothly as other secret disciples, he might have become you and my uncle, and might even enter the Tianluo Temple. "
"Junior Brother Haoyue, since Liuyin failed the trial back then, it means that his luck is not enough. There is nothing in this school. It is the news. According to common sense, Daoist Yuqing only needs to notify him, and he ran away personally. One trip, I'm afraid there is something to do with this matter." The white-faced man looked at the jade slip in his hand and said slowly.
"Senior brother is really smart. Daoist Yuqing mentioned that the reason why she discovered the identity of this savage ghost sect disciple was actually because this person had practiced the Dragon Tiger Underworld Prison Art of this sect. According to the rules of the sect, this technique But only the inner disciples of the inner sect can formally cultivate. And according to the inquiry of Daoist Yuqing, this little guy named Liu Ming seems to have practiced Taigang Sword Art." The boy said here, his expression solemn.
"This happened! Taigang Sword Art is no better than the Dragon Tiger Underworld Prison Skill, but only the secret disciple of this school can practice. And since this Liu Ming is the heir of the secret disciple Liuyin, I am afraid that many teachers in the Supreme Palace Uncles and uncles will have noticed this. If one doesn’t handle it well, I’m afraid you and I will keep someone at the door. I think it’s better to summon Liu Ming to the summit tomorrow and see it in person.” The white-faced man heard this. Startled and thought for a long time.
"Senior brother thought carefully, and tomorrow I will call in this Liuyin heir to see him." The boy nodded.
In the early morning of the next morning, Liu Ming had just got up and the visitor came. He was a young man in a green suit. He seemed to be in his early twenties, but his aura was very thick and he was already in the late stage of the condensate.
Seeing this, Liu Ming's heart shook slightly.
I originally thought that at his age, being able to cultivate to the middle stage of the liquid condensate is already very talented in the Yunchuan Continent, but since he came to this Taiqing Sect in less than a day, this little sense of superiority has long disappeared. .
The youth had a cold expression. After slightly explaining his intentions, Dang Even took Liu Ming on a shuttle-shaped flying boat and flew away.
Not long after, the two came to a tall mountain not far away.
This Cuiyun Peak is ten thousand feet high, and you can see layers of white mist hovering up from the middle of the mountain. Looking at it, the mountains are verdant and lush, it is a rare blessed land of Lingshan.
From the foot of the mountain, you can see two or three-story attics and cave houses from time to time. On the top of the mountain is a wide platform of more than ten acres, all of which is padded with gray stones, clean and tidy.
At the center of the platform. A huge cauldron with a height of several feet was erected, and the surface was covered with mysterious lines, and plumes of white smoke rose up, giving it a sense of emptiness.
The platform is surrounded by several tall halls on three sides. In the middle is a magnificent hall with a size of one hundred meters from the south to the north, while behind the hall on the left is a row of quaint blue buildings with different heights, and behind the hall on the right is a row. Wooden houses with similar styles seem to be for low-level disciples.
Liu Ming looked at all of this silently, not showing the slightest color on his face, until the man in Tsing Yi took a high look.
Not long after, Liu Ming walked into the middle hall under the leadership of the man.
"Two palms, the disciples have brought Liu Ming there." The young man respectfully bowed to the two in the hall and said respectfully.
Liu Ming hurriedly followed with a salute, glanced at the two in the hall, and lowered his head slightly.
"Okay, you go down first." The white-faced man on the main seat waved his hand, and the Qingyi youth saluted again and stepped out respectfully.
The white-faced man looked at Liu Ming up and down, smiled slightly, and said:
"You are Liu Ming. I heard that you are a disciple of the sect created by Liuyin, my disciple. This is Taiqingmen Cuiyunfeng, and this is the real Haoyue person next to me. The leader of the peak, and Liuyin was also born in Cuiyunfeng, so speaking of it, you and the peak are also related."
Liu Ming was shocked when he heard this. On the way to this Taiqingmen, Master Yuqing also said something about Taiqingmen. This white-faced man and the boy next to him were actually the leader of Yifeng. It must be a strong real pill. It may even exist in the middle and late stages, and it can almost be said to be a high-ranking person in the Taiqing Gate.
"Yes, the disciple is Liu Ming, and I have seen two seniors." Liu Ming said hurriedly and respectfully.
"Today, the two of us called you, and there is nothing else. I just want to hear you say it again, about the six yin matters, to be as detailed as possible." Seeing Liu Mingcheng's panic and fear, the boy said with a chuckle.
Liu Ming's thoughts turned sharply, and faintly guessed the intention of these two people. It was nothing more than that they didn't believe the words of Master Yuqing very much, and wanted him to say it again. Naturally, there was some kind of secret technique that could tell the authenticity of his words.
At this point, although Liu Ming was worried about the mysterious bubbles in his body and the monument to the sky, he felt calm at the thought of Luo Hu's presence, and immediately re-said what he had said to Master Yuqing.
While listening, the white-faced man held up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, but the palm of his other hand was turned over, and a white ball the size of a thumb appeared in the palm, and a light halo appeared in the palm.
As Liu Ming began to tell everything, the halo on the ball began to spin.
In the space where the mysterious bubble was located, Luo Hu was sitting quietly cross-legged in the void. Suddenly, his eyes were condensed, he looked at the monumental monument in the void, sighed slightly, and a magical decision ejected out.
Liu Ming only felt a slight tremor in the Spirit Sea, and even if it became quiet, he could not help but secretly breathe out a sigh of relief.
The white-faced man looked at the bead in his palm, the halo that had flowed in it had not changed, he nodded in satisfaction at the moment, and spoke to the boy next to him:
"This Zizi's statement is true. It seems to be a descendant of Liuyin. Seeing that he can cultivate to the middle stage of the condensate at such an age, he should be reasonably qualified."
"Senior brother clearly sees that since this person has learned the Taigang Sword Art, if he is not bad, you might as well let him worship my Cuiyunfeng line and become a disciple of the inner sect. After all, the disciple of the sect created by Liuyin is not bad. I can barely be regarded as a half-hearted disciple, it's okay to spend some effort to protect it." The boy nodded secretly, and transmitted the sound back.
The two of them had finished discussing, the boy smiled slightly and said to Liu Ming:
"It turned out to be like this. Since you are the descendant of Liuyin, there is some chance to come to the sect, but if you want to join the Taiqing sect, you still need to look at your qualifications."
"Yes, the disciples are subject to the arrangements of the two palms." Liu Ming was delighted when he heard this. If he could join the Taiqing Sect, it would be very desirable, but he had to check his qualifications and felt cold. He could only bite the bullet and replied.