Forget about the two leather bags, they just contained some healing pills and some sundries, but a crimson jade box held by Juao alone caught Liu Ming's attention.
He curiously picked up the jade box and opened the lid. After a white and cold air burst out from it, he couldn't help but shudder.
There was a blue Wang Jingzhu in the jade box, which looked extremely cold and did not know where it came from.
Liu Ming was a little surprised at how the gray-robed man could rush out of the flames.
This thing is probably also a strange treasure.
Thinking like this in Liu Ming's heart, he quickly put the jade box and other things away, looked around again, and raised his hand to release a series of fireballs, destroying all the traces of the nearby battles, causing peace. After the effect of the fire sea was almost the same, the bone scorpion was put away, and the cloud-driving ghost ghost sect flew away.
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A few days later, when Liu Ming returned to the Barbarian Ghost Sect, everything in the sect was as before, and no relevant news was returned.
Seeing this, Liu Ming first went to the Deacon's Hall to record the incident of returning to the sect, and immediately returned to his residence in Jiuying Mountain, and then began to take the pill, refining the medicine every day.
In a blink of an eye, seven or eight days passed.
But on this day, a disciple from the Jiuying Mountain Outer Sect appeared outside the small courtyard and said loudly that Gui Ruquan had summoned him to go up the mountain.
After hearing this, Liu Ming moved slightly in his heart, and walked out of the house after receiving the exercises.
After a meal, he appeared in the main hall on the top of the mountain.
In addition to Gui Ruquan, he also saw the middle-aged Taoist priest "Uncle Zhang".
"Sure enough!" The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled when he saw Liu Ming's face clearly.
When Gui Ruquan heard this, his expression remained unchanged, but he asked Liu Ming:
"A few days ago, you went to Weizhoufang City, and encountered that evil dragon on the way back?"
"Yes, the disciple did go to Weizhoufang City." Liu Ming replied respectfully.
"Do you know that, except for the two disciples rescued by you and Master Zhang, everyone else fell. After your Master Zhang left, what happened later, and how did you escape your life?" Gui Ruquan He asked with a hint of a different color on his face.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist priest showed a slight embarrassment on his face.
Although it was understandable that he could not rescue Liu Ming with Liu Ming, he was naturally a little uncomfortable in the presence of Gui Ruquan, Liu Ming's nominal master.
"Return to Master Gui, apart from Sister Qian, the disciple is probably the only one who can stay awake, so after Feizhou was shaken away by the evil scorpion with great magical powers, the disciple could only take some self-rescue methods..."
Liu Ming didn't mean to conceal it, as he explained what happened at that time one by one.
However, regarding the bone scorpion, there was another bee thief who also escaped and obtained the dagger spirit weapon, naturally nothing was mentioned. It just said that he bought a few more defensive talismans from the market, so that he could escape the fire by chance.
"It turns out that when I returned to the original place, I couldn't even find the bones of the other disciples. It turned out to be completely burned by the evil flood. However, the nephew Bai was lucky. I bought some defensive talisman in the shop, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t be able to escape my life. If I hadn’t found your name among the disciples who recently returned to the sect from the Deacon Hall, I wouldn’t know that there are other disciples who survived.” Middle-aged The Taoist sighed and said.
"Junior Brother Zhang doesn’t need to blame himself or anything. Who would have thought that originally just trying to draw out the trap of a group of bee-pirates and clowns would have attracted this evil flood. Moreover, of the three spiritual masters, only Junior Brother Zhang could survive. , It is already a great fortune in misfortune." Gui Ruquan turned his head to comfort.
"It's also because Senior Chiyang of Fenghuomen suddenly appeared and scared away the evil flood, otherwise it would be impossible to survive. The benefits of this evil flood exceed the rumors. Even if the body is seriously injured, it is by no means our spirits. The teacher can provoke it. Unfortunately, I heard that Senior Chi Yang chased him for two days, but he still chased the Jiao lost." The middle-aged Taoist said with a wry smile.
"This is already a good result. After a while, Uncle Yan should be able to leave the customs again. At that time, this sect still hopes to get a benefit from it." Gui Ruquan said with a slight smile.
"I hope so. By the way, Shi Nephew Bai can go back. In addition, a word about the evil flood and the Fangshi can't be spread out. Violators will have to deal with the rules." The middle-aged Taoist nodded and looked at Liu Ming. Yisu said.
"Yes, the disciple knows." Liu Ming's heart shuddered, and he immediately agreed to retreat.
"You are a good disciple. You can still stay awake amidst the roar of the evil flood. This is not something that an ordinary disciple can do." After Liu Mingzhen left the hall, the middle-aged Taoist gave a compliment.
"Well, this son is the best choice regardless of his temperament and wit. The only pity is the Three Spirit Vessel qualifications, otherwise I would have accepted him as a personal disciple." Gui Ruquan nodded and replied with a smile on his face.
"It turns out that it's just the three spiritual veins, which is really a pity. But if he can enter the later stage of the spiritual disciple, it is quite possible to win the position of a core disciple." The middle-aged Taoist also looked a little regretful when he heard the words.
"By the way, I haven't congratulated the brother yet. I heard that Brother Zhu and Sister Zhong went to the Haizufang City and exchanged for a piece of deep-sea cold light iron. Tsk tsk, this is one of the materials for making real flying sword embryos. 1. I'm afraid that in the near future, Tianyuezong will send someone to find the senior brother." The middle-aged Taoist thought of another thing, and said in congratulations.
"Hehe, this is the fate of Junior Brother Zhu and the others, but although this thing can be used as a sword embryo, we can only refine low-grade flying swords. Besides, we have other big uses, and we don't intend to sell it to Tianyue Sect. ." After Gui Ruquan twisted his beard, he also said somewhat happily.
"Ah, that's the case. It's a shame. Tianyuezong has always purchased Feijian sword embryo materials at any cost." The middle-aged Taoist was slightly startled, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Hehe, this junior will naturally know the true and false in the future." After Gui Ruquan gave a hehe, he seemed unwilling to talk more.
After the two talked for a while, the middle-aged Taoist priest left.
When Liu Ming returned to his residence, after entering the cultivation room, his face solemnly pondered for a while before he took a pill from his body, took it, and began to refine it.
For him now, the most important thing is naturally entering the later stage of the apprenticeship.
While urging the Nethergujue's third-layer lawjue, he could clearly feel the slight increase in mana in his body.
Half a month later, Liu Ming was practicing. Suddenly felt the body tremble, Linghai suddenly turned around and couldn't control it. At the same time, two energies, hot and cold, rushed out of it, and quickly traveled all over the body, and then suddenly rushed to the sky spirit cover at the same time. .
There was a "boom".
Liu Ming only felt that after a muffled sound in his brain, the two energies of cold and heat suddenly converged in the divine consciousness, and then merged without any difference. At the same time, the light body almost fluttered up, and there was no place on the whole body. Extremely uncomfortable.
"It's done, this Underworld Destiny enters the later stage of the spiritual disciple, there is really no bottleneck at all."
Liu Ming stood up, feeling the powerful mana surge in his body several times, and couldn't help being overjoyed.
In this way, he doesn't have to worry about the next burst of bubbles.
After a while, Liu Ming calmed down the excitement in his heart, preparing to not go out for a period of time in the future, until he could control the spilled mana freely.
In this way, unless fighting with others to release their breath, ordinary people will not be able to know his true cultivation level.
After all, he entered the post-spiritual realm in such a short time, it was still a bit too amazing as his three spirit veins.
In the next two months, Liu Ming took all the remaining pills of the same kind, and even developed resistance to these pills in his body. Even if he continued to take it, he could not increase much mana. After that, he started daily. Silently meditating, consolidating the spiritual apprentice realm a little bit.
What makes Liu Ming a little puzzled is that it has been almost half a year now, but the air bubbles in his body still haven't reacted at all.
Astonished in his heart, he was even more reluctant to do the sect mission in this situation.
But on this day, he still went to the Jiuying Mountain Secret Law Pavilion, and found several thick classics explaining spirit artifacts from it, and brought it back to his residence.
After a few days, after he finally studied a certain method, he improvised and took out the cyan dagger, opened his mouth and expelled a lot of energy, then pinched the tactics with one hand, and shot a series of shots at him. Law decision.
"Puff" and "Puff" a few times!
After the spirit weapon was exhausted, dense cyan runes began to appear on the surface, each only the size of a grain of rice, but after a turn, it suddenly condensed into a cyan pattern, like layers of silk nets. The dagger was wrapped in it, and it looked like a dozen layers at a glance.
Liu Ming's eyes condensed, and he began to carefully identify the number of these patterns. After a while, he frowned and muttered to himself.
"Sixteen levels of prohibition, middle-grade spirit weapon! It is considered the top-level existence of middle-grade spirit weapon, and it's not bad." Liu Ming thought.
According to the classics he read earlier, the power size and quality level of the spirit tool are basically judged by the number of prohibitions contained therein.
Half of the time, those with one to nine levels of bans are low-grade ones, those with ten to eighteen levels are middle-grade ones, nineteen to twenty-seven are high-grade ones, and those with twenty-seven to thirty-six levels. It is the best spirit weapon.
As for the thirty-six bans and above, it is rumored to have the magic weapon of overwhelming power. Those classics only mention it slightly, and don't say much.
Of course, this method of judging the quality and power of a spirit tool is not absolute. After all, there is also a saying of mutual restraint in the spirit tool, and the spirit tool depends on whether its attributes are suitable for the master's cultivation method, and it can be used in the hands of people of different cultivation levels. Unleash completely different powers.