Volume 6 Dance of Demons 1191 Named Disciples
After half an hour, Liu Ming put his hands behind his back and stood in the small courtyard where he used to live.
At first glance, the place has been cleaned up very cleanly, and everything seems to have not changed at all compared with the past, which makes Liu Ming's eyes show a trace of reminiscence.
After wandering around in the small courtyard at random, he walked into the secret room. After sitting down cross-legged, his mood was extremely peaceful and peaceful, and he quickly entered the realm of nothingness.
At the same time, on the small square outside the main peak hall of the Barbarian Sect, a gray-white light descended from the sky, and the shadow of the light faded to reveal the figure of the old man surnamed Yan.
At this moment, his brows were wrinkled, his face was a little heavy, and he strode into the hall.
It seems that he heard the movement, a small door on the side of the hall was pushed open, and an old man in linen came out, it was Huangshi.
"Could it be that Elder Liu does not agree to take over the power of the Barbarian Ghost Sect?" Sect Master Huang Shi saw the expression on the face of the old man surnamed Yan, and immediately vaguely guessed something, and asked respectfully.
"Hey, I already had a little hunch earlier, and after testing it this time, his tone is quite firm, and he shouldn't change his mind easily." The old man surnamed Yan shook his head and said.
"Since this is the case, it is not convenient for us to force it too much, otherwise it will be counterproductive." After thinking about it, the head of Huang Shi sighed.
"Of course, my Barbarian Ghost Sect's future luck depends entirely on this son. It's a pity, if Liu Ming is willing to take over the power, my Barbarian Ghost Sect will restore the glory when the Six Yin Patriarch was alive. It's not impossible..." Yan Shishu thought of this and sighed again.
Sect Leader Huang Shi also showed a hint of regret when he heard the words.
After a while. The old man surnamed Yan seemed to have thought of something, and took out a storage bracelet that Liu Ming gave him. Handed it to the head of Huangshi.
Sect Leader Huang Shi took the bracelet with some doubts, and then his divine sense peeked inside. A look of astonishment appeared on his face.
"Such as...there are so many spiritual materials from heaven and earth, and they seem to be of extremely high quality. Could it be that... these are all given by Elder Liu?" Huang Shi said in surprise.
"It seems that the resources of Zhongtian Continent are richer than the rumors. You can arrange these spiritual materials, but now the resources in the sect are tight, remember to use them rationally." The old man surnamed Yan ordered in a deep voice.
After thinking about it, he added:
"By the way, we must allocate more resources for the cultivation of the nine infants."
"Yes, I naturally understand this." The head of the Wild Ghost Sect hurriedly responded and put away the bracelet. Turn around and arrange to go.
The night was fleeting.
In the early morning of the second day, in the main hall of Jiuying Mountain, Liu Ming and Daoist Zhong surnamed sat side by side, discussing some matters of cultivation.
Based on Liu Ming's current cultivation knowledge and a random word of advice, Daoist Zhong surnamed can immediately feel a sense of relief.
Daoist Zhong surnamed Zhong practiced a yin fire attribute exercise, but he had been stuck in the middle stage of the condensate and failed to break through for many years. After receiving some advice from Liu Ming, he naturally benefited a lot. There was a faint sign of a breakthrough.
Daoist Nun Zhong was overjoyed, and suddenly a hint of hesitation flashed on her face, as if she wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she still didn't say a word.
"Master. If you have anything, just say it, you don't have to have any scruples." Liu Ming saw the change in Daoist Zhong's expression and said in surprise.
"Liu Ming. In addition to the disciples you met yesterday, there is actually one other person in the nine infants who was not present. I just came back today, I wonder if you are interested in seeing him... It is also a chance for him. "
Liu Ming's heart moved. He vaguely knew what the Daoist surname Zhong meant, and nodded slightly at the moment.
When Daoist surnamed Zhong saw this, there was a hint of joy on her face, she clapped her hands, and after a while, a young Taoist-robed boy walked in immediately outside the door.
"Disciple Zhong Wendao, meet the elders." The robed young man was obviously a little excited. As soon as he entered the door, he immediately bowed to the ground and said respectfully.
Liu Ming narrowed his eyes and swept towards him.
The young man in front of him had a dark complexion, and he looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old.
Liu Ming's eyes stopped at the young man for a moment, then he let out a light sigh, and said slowly to the Taoist nun surnamed Zhong beside him:
"Although this son only has the aptitude of the Six Spiritual Vessels, he has a good Yin bone spirit body, but his cultivation base should be stuck in the late stage of a spiritual disciple for quite some time, right?"
"To tell you the truth, this son is a junior disciple of my family. Although his aptitude is average, he is fortunately cultivated very hard. Now he has stepped into the late stage of the spiritual disciple. But because of my limited cultivation, I can't let him go any further. , I wonder if you can give me some pointers." Daoist surname Zhong said quickly.
Liu Ming was silent for a while, then said with a smile:
"Since it is a descendant of the master's family, the disciple will naturally do his best."
In the next time, at Liu Ming's request, the young man followed him into a secret room in the side hall, and instructed Daoist Zhong surnamed to wait outside to prevent anyone from coming to disturb him.
The secret room is not large, only a dozen feet long and wide, and the furnishings inside are simple, but it seems quite quiet.
The young man was sitting cross-legged on a bright yellow futon in the center of the room, Liu Ming casually walked aside and said expressionlessly:
"Close your eyes and relax."
Hearing the words, the young man in Taoist robe closed his eyes quickly.
After Liu Ming looked at him for a while, he raised his brows and stretched forward with one hand. With five fingers, a black mist as thick as a liquid rolled out of his palm and slowly spread to the whole body of the daoist robed boy. , and at the same time, a wisp of mist was separated from it, and it poured into the Tianling cover of the Taoist robed boy.
The young man in the robe frowned at first, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, looking quite painful.
However, as Liu Ming continued to cast spells, the black liquid mist gradually enveloped his body. The Taoist robed boy hummed softly, his brows loosened, and he showed a very comfortable look.
The next moment, Liu Ming flipped his hands, and the billowing black mist, like a whale spitting water, instantly gushed out from the dao-robed youth's Tianling cover, and was taken back by Liu Ming along with the black energy around the boy's body.
"I have left some mana in your body, you are now trying to condense the mana in the spirit sea together." Seeing the slightly surprised look of the Taoist-robed boy, Liu Ming said lightly.
This son is quite clever, and he didn't ask much when he heard the words, and Yiyan, who had a tight expression, began to use his gong.
Two hours passed in a flash.
The young man in Taoist robe suddenly let out a long howl with a stretched expression, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of radiance.
At this moment, if someone probes his spiritual sense into his body, he will find that the power of the true essence circulating in this child's dantian spirit sea has turned into a rather viscous light black at this moment. liquid.
The boy clenched his fists, felt the changes in his body, and then turned his head in disbelief to look at Liu Ming, who was smiling and said nothing. He seemed to have suddenly thought of something. to Liu Ming's side.
"If the senior doesn't dislike it, the junior Zhong Wendao wants to worship the senior's door from now on, become the senior's disciple, and serve the senior's left and right in this life." Before Liu Ming could speak, the young man in the Taoist robe opened his mouth with sincerity.
"Don't you have a master before?" Liu Ming was startled when he heard the words, and then his face returned to normal and asked.
"Junior has always been instructed by Grandma Zhong to practice cultivation, and has not done the apprenticeship ceremony like other people. Now the senior helps the junior to advance to the condensing stage with every gesture. Such magical powers have never been seen before, and I hope that the senior can fulfill one or two. ..." The dao robed youth heard the words and said truthfully.
Liu Ming frowned and touched his chin with one hand. After thinking for a long time, he said in a deep voice:
"I have no intention of accepting disciples, but thinking about your rare Yin-bone spirit body is quite suitable for practicing a practice that I know. It can be regarded as having some fate with me. In this case, I can accept you. Are you willing to be a named disciple?"
"Disciple Zhong Wendao, knock to see Master."
When Zhong Wendao heard this, he immediately showed ecstasy and bowed to Liu Ming.
Seeing Zhong Wendao's respectful expression, Liu Ming nodded slightly.
"Okay, since you are already my named disciple, I naturally want to promise you some benefits. This is the first nine-level exercise of the Minggu Jue, which is very compatible with your Yin bone spirit body. If you practice diligently, you will cultivate with time. It's bound to go up."
After saying that, Liu Mingqu flicked his finger, and a jade slip flew out.
Due to the limited cultivation base and the lack of records of the Underworld Bone Jutsu, the former Master Ruan mistakenly thought that this Underworld Bone Jue only had the three spiritual meridians to cultivate, and the complete version he obtained from the Death of the Nether King naturally did not have such concerns.
"Thank you for the reward, Master, keep it in mind when you hear it!"
Although Zhong Wendao didn't know how powerful this exercise was, but since it was given by Liu Ming, he knew that it would be extraordinary, so he took it with both hands respectfully.
In the following time, Liu Ming pointed out some questions about the cultivation base of the dao-robed youth, and then gave him some medicinal pills that would help to stabilize his cultivation base, as well as a few spiritual tools that he would need in the future.
Although this Zhong Wendao's cultivation base was not high, he could see the extraordinaryness of these elixir spirits, so he bowed his head again and thanked him.
"You just entered the stage of condensing liquid, you have to concentrate on your cultivation for a while to stabilize your realm, otherwise it will be detrimental to your future cultivation. Well, let's go out." Liu Ming finally warned him.
Zhong Wendao nodded again and again, and then followed his words and exited the secret room.
Liu Ming stood there silently for a moment, then walked towards the door of the secret room.
Accepting this named disciple was not something he did on a whim.
The realm of the sea is barren and lacks resources. It is really not suitable for a true cultivator like him to live here.
After destroying the Sea Palace, he will find a way to find an opportunity to return to the Zhongtian Continent.
Accepting a named disciple can also be regarded as leaving a line of descendants in Yunchuan, so that he can take care of the Barbarian Ghost Sect for him in the future.
Outside the secret room, Daoist Zhong surnamed Zhong was shocked when she saw that Zhong Wendao had broken through the liquid condensation stage, and at the same time, she naturally admired Liu Ming's methods.
Then I heard that Liu Ming had accepted Zhong Wendao as a named disciple, and the Taoist surname Zhong was even more overjoyed (to be continued...) R1292
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