Chapter 27 The First Spell

But what Liu Ming is more depressed about is that the first level of the Underworld Bone Judgment is only three or four out of ten.

This cultivation method is very different from the Qi Shi Cultivation method he has learned before, and some words are plausible, making it difficult to determine the true meaning of it.

In this case, he can either directly ask others for detailed instructions, or he can read some books related to cultivation experience, and he can comprehend it by himself.

However, in the case of the former Master Ruan's warning, it is impossible for the ghost bones to be easily leaked to others. It seems that only the second way is taken.

After having an idea in his heart, he immediately put away the brocade book, then left the residence and went to the Lingfa Pavilion on the top of the mountain.

When he came back with two thick books of cultivation experience, the only two spirit stones left on his body disappeared.

However, Liu Ming had a hint of excitement on his face.

Because these two books of cultivation experience were written by two major spiritual masters of the Barbarian Ghost Sect. The explanations on some of the basic exercises are very detailed, which is exactly what they need.

After he returned to his residence, he did not immediately begin to comprehend, but went to the bedroom and fell asleep on the bed.

This sleep is one day and one night.

When Liu Ming opened his eyes again, he immediately walked to the courtyard to wash his face, and hurriedly entered the training room.

He sat down with his knees crossed, spread out the two thick classics and the brocade book one by one in front of him, hesitated for a while, then took out a small cloth bag from his arms, poured out a few grains of bigu and sandwiched it in the brocade book in the middle two pages.

In this way, he will never starve to death like the last time.

After Liu Ming took a deep breath, he flipped through the thick classics page by page, and quickly immersed himself in it like last time...

Half a month later, there was a burst of laughter from the room.

Liu Ming suddenly stood up from the ground, raised his head and burst into laughter.

At this time, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were wrinkled, and there was even a faint sour smell on his body.

No wonder Liu Ming is like this!

For the past ten or so days, he had eaten a bigu pill when he was hungry, drank a sip of water when he was thirsty, and fell asleep when he was sleepy, never leaving the room at all.

But that's it, he finally fully comprehends the first-layer cultivation method of Minggu Jue, and he only needs to cultivate slowly.

After the happy expression on Liu Ming's face faded, he realized that something was wrong with him. He immediately frowned and walked out of the house with a wooden bucket.

He removed two by three and five, then cleaned his clothes, and then poured a few buckets of water from head to toe, and his body suddenly became refreshed.

Liu Ming shook his wet hair, put on his clothes without caring, and returned to the house again.

I don't know what kind of material the dust-proof clothing on his body is made of. Not only will it not be dirty for so many days, even if water is poured directly on it, it will slide down quickly, and it will not get wet at all. .

After Liu Ming sat down again, he did not start to practice the Nether Bone Jutsu, but took out the three classics of spells such as the soaring technique, and began to silently recite what was recorded above.

The practice formulas that were still somewhat obscure and difficult to understand at first, in Liu Ming's view now, they are very smooth.

It took him almost only two hours to completely imprint these three spell cultivation methods in his mind.

Liu Ming breathed a sigh of relief,

Putting aside all the classics except the brocade book, he closed his eyes and made a strange handprint on each of his knees.

After a while, he felt his mind sink, and his consciousness sank into his own body, and he could see everything in the bright body.

There are ordinary meridians, six thick spiritual veins that wrap around the whole body, and the big silver spiritual sea of ​​fists that is still in the dantian.

Liu Ming's mind moved slightly, and the Linghai immediately began to rotate slowly, and it became faster and faster.

After a few "puff", several white-qi-like primordial forces rushed out of the spiritual sea, and flowed rapidly to all parts of the body along several meridians.

In this way, he finally took the first step in the cultivation of the Underworld Bone Jutsu.

Three days later, Liu Ming was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but he kept chanting words in his mouth, and his hands quickly moved some kind of magic.

I saw a trace of gray gas emerging from below him, and more and more, finally after a cup of tea, it condensed into a small cloud that was several feet long.

"rise"

As soon as Liu Ming saw the cloud formation under him, he did not hesitate to change his hand.

With a "bang", the cloud group actually lifted him up and slowly rose to a high place.

Witnessing this scene, Liu Ming showed a hint of joy on his face, but the pinching method in his hands was involuntarily slightly messed up.

"Bang" sound.

Liu Ming's body fell through the cloud and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the height in the air was only zhangxu, so he didn't suffer any damage except for baring his teeth.

Liu Ming did not show a depressed expression, but instead showed a hint of happiness.

It was only the third time he tried to use the air-lifting technique just now, and it was far beyond his expectations to have such a performance.

According to the records of the experience classics, even the simplest spells can't be performed without dozens or hundreds of practice.

It seems that his strong mental strength and the talent of single-mindedness make him practice spells much faster than ordinary disciples.

In the future, he only needs to wait for more mana to transform and become more proficient in the control of magic, and it will be a breeze to truly master this soaring technique.

Liu Ming thought so in his heart, and then he started to practice the other two spells again.

After half a day, Liu Ming sat quietly on the ground and did not move, suddenly he squeezed with one hand to make a decision, and the other hand spread the five fingers horizontally in front of the palm of his body.

With a "puff", a red flame the size of an egg burned violently in the palm of his hand.

Liu Ming smiled slightly, and the five fingers closed again, and the flame disappeared out of thin air.

Then, he chanted again, and his hands and ten fingers moved together in front of him.

A tidal wave of white air began to condense out of the void. After Liu Ming snorted loudly, the white air suddenly condensed and dissipated, revealing a fist-sized clear water ball, swaying in the air, ready to be seen at any time. The appearance of falling down.

Liu Ming stopped in his hand, stretched out a finger and put it into the water polo a little, and then put it in his mouth to taste it, and then nodded with satisfaction.

...

Ten days later in the morning, Liu Ming was sitting cross-legged on a small gray cloud, flying back and forth quickly in the void more than ten meters above his residence.

He felt the breeze blowing on his face, and there was a hint of excitement on his face.

Although he has always been tenacious and meticulous, and has a maturity far beyond his peers, at this time he looks like an ordinary teenager.

After a while, Liu Ming felt that the mana in his body was almost consumed, and immediately urged the magic to slowly land the gray cloud on the ground below.

At this time, although he still can't maintain the soaring technique for a long time, it is no longer a problem to use it to hurry.

As for the flame technique and the water condensation technique, he is also quite skilled.

But unfortunately, these are the simplest spells, and most of them are only used by the first-time spiritual disciples to familiarize themselves with spells. It is naturally delusional to expect them to fight against others.

It seems that the next time I go to the Reiki Pavilion, I need to really choose two practical spells.

But when he thought about it, Liu Ming suddenly remembered the mean face of "Senior Sister Zhao" who didn't recognize money, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but jump.

By the way, speaking of spirit stones! It has been almost a month since I came to the Barbarian Ghost Sect, and I should go to the Deacon Hall to receive the routine sect quests, otherwise there will be no Lingshi in the next month.

Liu Ming suddenly remembered this, and immediately returned to the house, cross-legged, and slowly regained his mana.

Fortunately, he doesn't have much mana now, so it won't take long to recover.

After half an hour, he sat on the gray cloud again and flew straight to the deacon hall.

This time, when Liu Ming walked into the gate of the Deacon Hall, he couldn't help but look stunned.

I saw that the hall on the first floor was filled with a bustling crowd. There were fifty or sixty people. Most of them were outer disciples, but there were also seven or eight people wearing inner disciple costumes.

"Excuse me, this senior brother, what's the situation? Are there usually so many people here?" Liu Ming blinked, and walked a few steps to an inner disciple who looked like he was in his twenties near the door. Asked with a cup of hands.

"Oh, this junior brother is a new entrant. Hehe, today happens to be the time when the Deacon Hall rotates various sect missions once a year. Naturally, many people rushed early in the morning and wanted to choose a better mission. But the actual This is nothing but a waste of work, most of the tasks that have oil and water have already been set by others." The inner disciple was very kind, with a thick dark green belt tied around his waist, he glanced at Liu Ming , did not care to explain a sentence.

"So that's the case, thank this senior brother for telling me." Liu Ming was a little stunned.

"Hey, Li Zong, who is in the corpse refining door, doesn't know what kind of disciple he is." When the inner disciple saw that Liu Ming was not old, he was so polite and polite. Feeling good, I asked casually.

"I was under Bai Congtian, and now I worship under the first line of Jiuying." Liu Ming told him frankly without concealment.

"Oh, Junior Brother was originally assigned to Master Gui and the others. Jiuying's lineage has been weak for many years, and Junior Brother Bai may not have a good life in the future." Li Zong couldn't help showing a hint of sympathy after hearing this.

"It's okay, I feel that several senior brothers and sisters take good care of them." Liu Ming replied calmly.

"Hey, each branch is naturally peaceful inside, but when the big test is over, you will know the pain of joining the weak branch." Li Zong shook his head and said.

"Oh, the competition, the trial! Although the junior brother has heard people say it, he really doesn't know the specific situation. Can senior brother Li tell the younger brother!" Liu Ming heard the words, and his heart moved.

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