Demon’s Diary

In the cave house where the peak falls, Liu Ming sits cross-legged in the secret room, and is holding the silver medicinal medicine obtained in Xiaoyanjie.

The medicinal herb is the size of the thumb, and the whole body is wrapped in three-color flames. The surface is bright silver, and the breath is sharp and restrained. Everything is the same as that recorded in the classics. This is indeed a sword, and the surface Three golden dans, it also shows that this is still a medicinal remedy, which is more pure than the old one.

Liu Ming carefully wrapped the medicinal herbs with two fingers, and looked over and over again. The more I saw it, the more delighted I couldn’t help but smile.

With this product, Dou Jian Dan means that he will have a great hope to build a sword in the future, and thus further on the road of Jian Xiu.

However, it is not necessary to know that it is possible to use this medicinal medicine, at least to have the Yuanling Feijian, and to repair it to a certain extent.

After Liu Ming thought about it, he turned it over with one hand, and once again took this medicinal medicine carefully and took it back into the box.

After all, at this moment, even the Yuanling Feijian has not yet been practiced. It is still early from the sacrifice of the sword. This precious medicine is naturally well collected first.

In the following time, after Liu Ming thought quietly for a while, he would take a distraction and begin to sink his heart. He continued to concentrate on the cultivation of the sword.

Before the hard work, he has initially achieved the integration of mana and Feijian body. The following is a proficient problem.

Liu Ming once again read the flight part of the sword in the sword, and immediately got up and stood up. One handed the sword and the other handed the sleeves.

"嗖"!

The blue flying sword flew out of the sleeves and rose to the size of the squad. It fell to his feet, and the blue sword suddenly filled out.

Liu Ming leaped gently, and he fell on the blade, and the sword in his hand condensed.

"嗖"!

He immediately took the sword with a sword for a glaucoma.

The space in the chamber is narrow, and the speed of the sword is extremely fast. It almost hits the wall of the cave in the blink of an eye.

Liu Ming hurriedly changed his sword in one hand and manipulated the flying sword to make a turning point before he could avoid the wall.

But before he could relax, another flashing slammed into another stone wall.

As a result, there were few round trips, and Liu Ming and the blue-eyed sword of the foot slammed into the wall.

There was an enchantment ban in the Dongfu. After this collision, a circle of milky white halo emerged, but it was not destroyed.

However, Liu Ming relied on his own physical body, and the whole person stood up again like nothing, and after activating his body, he continued to practice the cultivation of the sword.

In these narrow spaces, the skills to fly the sword are best exercised.

As the saying goes, the so-called cultivation has no years, and he has been retiring for three years.

Among the secret rooms of Liu Ming Dong House, the blue light is everywhere, and the wind is craned.

But see a blue-colored sword light, such as the swaying of the catkins in the wind, between the floats and the waves, the squatting has already taken a back and forth in the secret room, can not tell the freedom, free to fly in such a small space, There is no such awkward feeling.

The next moment, but seeing the slightest stagnation of Qingguang, the dazzling afterimage of the road was dazzled. The cyan light and shadow of the room filled in an instant, and after a convergence, the Liu Ming was revealed.

At this moment, the whole person was suspended in the air, and the blue-colored flying sword in the foot of the foot made a burst of "嗡嗡".

But when you look at the secret room again, you will feel speechless. I saw the cracks on the walls.

After three years of hard work, I don’t know how many times I’m in close contact with the wall. Even if there is a strong prohibition, I can’t help the bombardment of the years. Today’s walls are covered with traces of flying swords.

Fortunately, however, he is now finally practicing the swordsmanship on the basis of Dacheng, and he has also begun to practice the swordsmanship in one fell swoop.

Next, he didn't have to spend time on the cultivation of this magical power. Instead, he carefully sank and then took the flying sword up. After finishing the whole shirt, he went straight out of Dongfu.

When Fang Yi came to Dongfu, he flipped his hand and took out the map of Wanling Mountain. After the knowledge was swept away, he stepped on the flying sword again and turned it into a blue-colored sword light, galloping toward the direction of the Sword Spirit Hall.

The reason why he is so hard to repair the sword, the purpose is naturally to be able to grasp more when grasping this temple.

Not long after, a blue sword light came to a canyon not far from Tianjianfeng, but covered by white mist.

This canyon is very secretive. If he did not find someone to mark this position on the map in advance, I am afraid it is really difficult to find.

Liu Ming determined the canyon in front of the eye, confirming that there is no such thing as the map, and then driving the flying sword directly into the white fog.

After a sip of tea, the blue sword light came to the depths of the canyon, in front of a quaint hall that looked ordinary.

After the Qingguang was collected, Liu Ming’s figure appeared.

He gathered the flying sword and looked at it quickly.

But seeing a boulder in front of the main hall, inscribed the three simple and vigorous blood red characters of the "Sword of the Soul", at first glance, the claws of the teeth, but between the lines, it reveals a proud sword of the strong world.

When Liu Mingfang saw this boulder, he seemed to perceive that there was a sense of sorrowfulness in the spirit of the sword.

He glanced in his heart and immediately took out the gray sign that he had chosen.

Before coming here, he also made an understanding of the Temple of the Soul, knowing that there is no guard around the hall, but there is a set of two swords and swords in the vicinity. Anyone who dares to be arrogant will be endless. The sword gas instantly smashed into meat.

Liu Ming is about to push the mana into the sign of the hand.

As a result, the fuses spontaneously ignited, and countless gray gas rushed out of them, causing a burst of ripples in the nearby void, and wrapped him in an instant.

The next moment, Liu Ming only felt that his body was light and he could not help but go in a certain direction.

As a result, after a few breaths, when he was surrounded by gray gas and once again saw the surrounding scenery, he was already in a gray and infinite space.

"Here is the Temple of the Soul?"

Liu Ming curiously looked around, but found that all the eyes were gray fog, while the foot was dark gray ground, it looked like a desolate scene.

"Oh, no!"

Liu Ming responded in an instant. In the so-called fog, there was a burst of sorrowful swords. The fog itself seemed to be a living thing.

The body of the sword in his body, at the moment seems to have sensed something in general, and immediately issued a slight humming.

After Liu Ming’s thoughts were moved, the one-handed sword was reminded, and he began to guide the scattered swords around him into Linghai.

When the gray gas around him was absorbed by it, only the original, almost transparent, hollowed-out sword embryo in the Linghai was faintly brightened and began to make a happy whisper.

"Zhong Changhao said that the fruit is really true. This sword soul temple is full of swordsmanship energy, and can quickly restore the loss of the spirit of the sword embryo." Liu Ming sees this situation, and immediately surprises.

However, the energy of these free swords absorbed is too rare. At this speed, it is necessary to recover completely, at least seven or eight years.

And Zhong Chang’s old man gave him a sign, naturally it is impossible for him to stay in the Souls of the Soul for so long.

"It seems that I still have to kill the swordsman as much as possible in accordance with the words of Zhong Changhao, so as to take the sword energy as soon as possible."

Liu Ming thought of this, immediately moved to the foot, a group of blue sword light wrapped his body, and instantly shot out.

As a result, he didn't show much, but he heard a "beep" from the side!

But when I saw a gray light, I suddenly shot from a distance, and went straight to Liu Ming’s sword.

Liu Ming brows a pick, not angry and anti-history, the shape is slightly stagnation, waved a sword to point to the blue-colored sword.

According to what he had learned before, there is no other creature in this sword-soul temple. Only the sword spirit gathered here by the sword-like energy can kill the pure sword-like energy as long as it is killed.

The sound of "啪", the blue sword will suddenly smash the gray light, and the remaining momentum will shoot directly to the ground.

After a blast, a large pit appeared above the ground.

At the same time, a gray shadow jumped out, and under one flash, it was more than ten feet.

Liu Ming only saw the so-called sword soul, but it was a human figure, but covered with a layer of misty fog, but the two eyes had two inches of long crystal flashing, and staring at Liu Ming. put.

Liu Ming saw this and his brow wrinkled.

This humanoid sword spirit seems to have a certain intelligence, has become a kind of spiritual existence, but the body is not low sword flow fluctuations, looking at the mana alone, is no less inferior to the early monk in the condensate .

According to the classics in the Tibetan Classics, the ancestors of the Taiqingmen who moved the Sword Soul Hall, in order to make this temple a forbidden place to honed the disciples, have placed a special ban here. In the space, you can only use Feijian and Kendo. Once you use other spells or spirits, you will be rejected by this hall and immediately transmitted.

In this way, he can only use the sword and the flying sword to face the sword soul in front of him.

Liu Ming’s thoughts turned sharply, but the movements on his hands were not slow, and one hand was just a glimpse. A glaucoma shot from the soles of the feet and went to the opposite humanoid swordsman.

The opposite humanoid swordsman reaction is also extremely sensitive. In the face of the blue-colored sword light, the body shape suddenly retreats away, and at the same time, the mouth spurts a gray sword, which is much larger than the gray light just now. Looks like a blue sword light.