Demon’s Diary

"Liu Daoyou, oh no, Liu’s predecessors already know this." Yan’s old name changed Liu Ming’s name.

"Yan Daoyou, the predecessor's two words will not be necessary, you and I will still meet the same generation, just call my name." Liu Ming shook his head and said.

"This dare, Liu seniors have advanced into the real Dan, how can you let go in the next." Yan surnamed the old man hurriedly said.

"No matter what the repair is, it is always a savage disciple. Don't be so polite, otherwise it will be uncomfortable in the next place." Liu Ming said calmly.

"Since Liu Daoyou said this, Yanmou did not quit." Yan’s old man felt that Liu Ming’s tone was a little stiffer and he hurriedly agreed.

"As the Taoist friends know, a hundred years ago, the Siren Emperor re-emerged in the Bohai Sea area, not only for the great advancement, but also the reconstruction of the Sea Palace, a large number of former old departments, which have been gradually eroding the Bohai Sea. The power of the island. The power of the original Bohai royal family has also been accepted by him, and now it has become the main force of encroaching on Yunchuan. The truce between us and the seas was originally due to the Kraken emperor, and now they become the sirens. Under the imperial concubine, this agreement is naturally not counted. If the Yunchuan mainland is remote, the Yunchuan Alliance is united, I am afraid it has already been swallowed up by the Kraken Emperor... but even so, under the current situation, I am afraid it will also support It’s not long before.” Yan’s old man said slowly and bitterly.

"As for the v, there have been frequent wars with the seas in these years, and the strength has been greatly hurt. The strength is already less than the twenty-three of the same year. The other sects of the Yunchuan Alliance are also so." Yan’s surname continued to survive. Said.

"Right. I don't know how the nine-infant pulse is now?" Liu Ming nodded and seemed to think of something. Asked again.

In the case of the Kraken Emperor and the Haizu, Liu Ming has learned a little from Zhang Xing's mouth. As for the bad weather in Yunchuan, it is also expected.

"The pulse of the nine-infant pulse is the master of the squad, and it was unfortunately degraded in a battle with the seas more than ten years ago. Now the spirit of the nine-infant is only one of the sorcerers." Resounded, slowly said.

Liu Ming heard that the name of the bell was still there, and he was relieved. For the fall of Gui Ruquan, he could only sigh.

There were not many outstanding disciples of the nine-infant pulse, and Yu Cheng died in Fuxi Island. Ishikawa fell in the trials of life and death. In the past few years, the sects have been conquered frequently, resulting in scarce resources. No one is in the spirit, it is normal.

"As for the other veins, the situation is almost the same..." The Huangshi head of the side continues to interface.

After some inquiries, Liu Ming said helplessly that there are very few acquaintances who have been living in the genius of the genius.

At the beginning, he taught his four-layered skeleton, and he did not break through the bottleneck in the middle of the condensate. Long Shouyuan has been sitting down.

The teacher of the celestial division, Lei Shishu and the yin of the yin, the former master of the indigo, has also fallen in the battle with the seas in these years.

Mu Yunxian and Du Hai, who had a good relationship with him, had already become a Taoist a hundred years ago. After Du Hai consciously broke through the spirits, they both returned to the family. It’s no longer a long time.

It was a ghost dance that Qian Huiniang condensed several times into a sputum, and finally found a chance, and luckily entered the condensate period to become a spiritual master. And Zhang Cuier, an eccentric girl, has grown up and is in the soul. It has been cultivated to the mid-term boundary of condensate and has become the mainstay of the mountain.

Gao Chong is the body of the earth. These years have been refined, and like Zhang Xiongniang, it has been cultivated to the end of the condensate, and it is the most promising person in the sect.

As for the rather mysterious Yanggan, he suddenly left the Zongmen a hundred years ago, and there has been no news since then.

"Yang brothers are not in the Zongmen?" Liu Ming's brows were slightly wrinkled. Among the younger generations of the genius, there was only Yanggan and he had a bit of friendship. I didn't expect to come back, but I didn't even meet. .

"Liu Daoyou does not know, this is a mysterious story about Yang Qian. This was a mysterious crystal monk recommended to enter this sect, and made a small amount of resources. I was hesitant at the time, but out of Zongmen considered it, or accepted it. Shortly after the outbreak of the Haizu war, this person suddenly appeared and took the Yanggan away, and then there was no news." After the old surnamed Yan thought about it, he said .

"Oh, Yang brothers actually have such a history." Liu Ming said a little surprised.

"About the origin of Yanggan, we have also secretly investigated it, but we have never found anything. It has not been unusually acted in Zong, and this matter has not been thoroughly investigated." Huang Shi said at the door.

Liu Ming heard a slow nod and his eyes flashed slightly.

"At the time of this sect, there were nearly 30 spiritual masters. Today there are only a dozen people left, and I have not had a few years in Shouyuan. Therefore, the situation in this sect can be said to be extremely critical, but now the return of the Taoist friends. These problems naturally do not exist." Yan surnamed the old man with a deep sense of rushing Liu Ming said.

Liu Ming smiled slightly and did not speak.

"The news of the return of Liu’s predecessors should be informed as soon as possible to the pulse masters and spirits of Zongmen. Later, when a special ceremony was held, all the disciples in the sect would be called to see the predecessors, and the celebration of the birth of a true Danjing master monk." Huang Shizhang thought after thinking, but also said with a smile.

"Yes, it should be like this. I am happy for a moment, I forgot this thing, Huang Shizhen, you can go and do it." Yan surnamed the old man nodded in agreement, told him.

Huang Shi’s head answered and stood up.

"And slow! This life does not love these excitement, this thing can be exempted." Liu Ming but waved his hand to stop.

Yan’s surname and Huangshi’s head are all a glimpse.

"Since Liu Daoyou doesn't like these things, let's take a brief look. Later, let the various sorcerers see Liu Daoyou, so good?" Yan, the old surname, indulged in a moment, with a tone of inquiry.

"Just do it. I just came back, I plan to go back to Jiuyingshan first." Liu Ming did not overwhelm their minds and stood up and said.

In the case of Yan’s old man and Huangshi’s head, there was no chance to see it, and immediately sent Liu Ming out of the hall.

After Liu Ming’s light flashed. Immediately skyrocketed, heading for the direction of Jiuying Mountain.

"I can't think of a three-pronged disciple of the year. Now I can actually cultivate to the realm of the late Dan, it is really unthinkable." Looking at Liu Ming's light. Huang Shi still snarled some unbelievable.

"Liu Daoyou can cultivate to the realm of today, certainly not only as simple as it is said, but we don't have to care about it. Liu Daoyou is now the biggest backing of this sect. I must do everything I can. I will first send a message to each pulse. Lingshi, we will discuss the matter of the wind ceremony later." After the old man thinks about it, he told him.

"Yes, or Yan Shishu thought about it, I will arrange it." Huang Shi's head hurriedly agreed. Walked quickly.

After Huang Shi left, Yan’s old man stood at the door of the temple for a long while, seemingly thinking about something, and he quickly left after a while.

At this time, Liu Ming has already turned into a streamer and came to a mountain peak.

Looking far away, although a dozen tall buildings on the top of the mountain were slightly dilapidated, he recognized it at a glance. This is the Jiuying Mountain that he had just visited when he first started.

Liu Ming looked a bit, after the black light flashed. The light-street road appeared on the mountainside at a stone house.

This is the small courtyard where he lived in the past. It seems that the change is not big at this moment, but the entire courtyard seems to be empty and no one lives, and the yard is full of thick dust.

Liu Ming looked a few times. There was a trace of recollection in the eyes.

At that time, he pretended to be a white-born child, and entered the nine-infant pulse with the qualification of San Lingmai. He grew up from an obscure registered disciple and later made Zongmen the target. Some of them are bit by bit, although they have been separated for many years. Still vivid.

After a long while, Liu Ming shook his head. After a stature, continue to head towards the top of Jiuying Mountain.

When he appeared in front of the hall of Jiuying Mountain, his look was a glimpse.

I saw a pair of white-skinned purple robes in the square in front of the main hall. There were more than 20 disciples of nine infants and one son behind them. They were respectfully divided.

The purple robes and the aunts look like they are about forty or fifty years old, and the corners of their eyes are slightly wrinkled. It is faintly able to see how beautiful they are when they are young.

This person is the name of the bell.

As soon as I saw Liu Ming’s figure, Zhong’s name was slightly shocked.

Liu Ming sees this, and the mood of the ancient well is also a bit embarrassing, as if the time passed through more than 100 years ago, when he was just brought to the Jiuying Mountain...

"Master." Liu Ming took a deep breath and quickly converged his mood. He gave a big gift to Zhong Dao's respectful respect.

"The brother of the head has just sent me a message. I still can't believe it. I haven't seen it for more than a hundred years. You are now a true monk. Although you and I were acquainted with each other, I am not afraid to take you again. The disciples looked at each other." Zhong Daogu looked at Liu Ming's eyes carefully, his eyes full of gratifying colors, but still a bitter smile.

"Where the teacher said, when the disciples were greatly blessed by you, no matter when, I was your disciple." Liu Ming raised his head and said in a word.

Zhong Dao heard the words, his face changed a bit, it seemed to be moved, and it seemed as if he had some sighs and opened his mouth. After all, he did not say anything.

"Master, these are the disciples of the nine-infant pulse?" Liu Ming opened the subject, his eyes fell on the two rows of spiritual monks behind.

These disciples seem to be very young, and they are mostly in the middle and early period of the spiritual, and they are only two or three people.

"Yes, most of them are new disciples for more than ten years." Zhong Daogu looked back and looked at his disciple, nodding his head.

"I have seen Liu's predecessors!" The two rows of disciples Qi Qi sang a bow to Liu Ming, the same mouth.

"Well, you don't have to pay more." Liu Ming nodded, and suddenly the big hand grabbed it. A black aperture flashed on the top of the disciples. Hula made it open and covered more than 20 people.

(Forgetful words have recently lost sleep, and for a couple of days, blinking to the dawn, and then you can sleep for a little while. This kind of pain, who really wants to know who knows!) (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature The novel is better updated faster!

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