Volume 4 Taiqing Sect Five Hundred and Fifty-Three Magic Texts

Afterwards, Liu Ming did not continue to use his energy and breath to restore his mana, but slapped his waist with one hand and eagerly checked the two storage talismans he had previously seized from the Yin Yang Giant Demon and the Iron Tower Man.

He first used his spiritual consciousness to scan the golden storage talisman, and the expression on his face gradually became one of surprise.

The green-robed young man's storage talisman contained more than three hundred high-grade spiritual stones and several high-grade spiritual weapons.

Although these spiritual weapons are of good quality, they obviously require practicing magic skills to bring them to their full potential. For Liu Ming, they are not of high value at present. In addition to finding another remote market to exchange them for spiritual stones, these high-grade weapons can be exchanged for spiritual stones. It is also a good choice to use spiritual weapons to try to improve the imprint.

In addition to these, there is a black vial, a broken classic and a shimmering ancient mirror fragment in the storage bag.

The black vial contained some dark ink-like liquid. Liu Ming didn't know what it was. He just vaguely felt a faint demonic energy, but it was somewhat different from the real demonic energy. He thought it might be some kind of demonic practice. What the law requires.

As for the fragment of the ancient mirror, it was only the size of an egg. It was imprinted with strange white runes and reflected misty crystal light from time to time. It did not seem to be a mortal object.

But Liu Ming couldn't see anything except that there was a faint mysterious aura on it. After putting it away, he picked up the torn tome.

This classic is an unknown age. The cover is slightly yellowed, and a large corner is missing. It is torn in the middle. It is obviously only half of the book.

Liu Ming gently opened a page with thought. However, a hazy black light appeared on the surface of the inner page, and some black and purple text were vaguely floating. It seems that there is some kind of restriction.

Liu Ming took a closer look and was surprised to find these weird and complicated words that were vaguely visible in the classics. It was very similar to the words that appeared on the scales of the giant foot of the ancient demon that he saw in the secret realm of Yuanmomen Town Demon Tower, and he could understand it at a glance.

As a result, when he wanted to take a closer look with a hint of joy on his face, a black glow suddenly came from the misty black light, and then there was a "buzzing" sound in his ears, and the next moment he felt dizzy and dizzy. I felt so dizzy that I almost fainted.

He was startled and immediately put together the classics. Then he adjusted his breath with one hand for half a cup of tea, and then he felt somewhat relieved.

Thoughts were racing in his mind, and it was obvious that the restrictions in this strange book were not simple, so he put it aside and first opened up the storage talisman of the big man in the iron tower.

As a result, this thing left by the great man in the crystallization stage,

But Liu Ming was a little surprised. In addition to more than twenty high-grade spiritual stones, there was only one medium-grade spiritual weapon and one high-grade spiritual weapon, which was somewhat inconsistent with his identity in the crystallization stage.

besides. There is also a black classic, and upon a quick glance, it turns out it is a book on magic techniques, but it is very ordinary. You can practice from the spiritual disciple stage to the early stage of crystal transformation.

He shook his head slightly and put the book aside...

After half a cup of tea, Liu Ming roughly counted all the loot. Then he turned his attention to the book written in ancient magic texts, apparently trying to break the restrictions on it.

There are many ways to overcome such restrictions. However, if the right medicine cannot be prescribed or brute force is used to forcibly break it, it will often cause certain damage to the banned object.

Take this shabby classic for example. If Liu Ming forcefully instills a large amount of mana into the tome regardless of the consequences, the restriction will most likely explode, but the tome will also be burned down at the same time.

After some thought, he decided to use some relatively safe side methods to try to break the restrictions in this book.

Liu Ming first carefully placed the classics on a piece of bluestone in front of him and opened it. Then he pinched the magic weapon, and a black gas seeped out from his fingers, condensed in the air, and then flew towards the classics. Jump away.

But as soon as this mass of black energy came into contact with the restrictions on the surface of the classics, it was completely sucked into it by the black light and disappeared.

Liu Ming sighed slightly, and changed his one-handed technique. A spiral invisible sword energy shot out from his fingertips, and under his control, he slowly approached the book, as if he wanted to try to remove the surface of the sword. It looks like it is cut directly by the misty black light.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared.

The spiral sword energy had not yet touched the surface restriction, but was flicked away by a sudden flash of black light on the surface, and shot towards the wall on the other side of the secret room.

With a "boom", a hole as thick as a knuckle immediately appeared in the wall.

After more than half an hour passed, and after trying several methods to no avail, Liu Ming frowned slightly and began to ponder.

It seemed that this book was very valuable, and he was not able to open it and check it now. He immediately put it back into the Sumeru Ring, and planned to wait until he advanced to the crystallization stage before trying to read it again.

…

At the same time, there was a towering mountain range thousands of miles away from Changyangfang City.

The mountains are completely dark and stretch for thousands of miles. From time to time, dark winds blow in the valleys, sweeping up the gray sand in the sky.

This is where the Magic Sect, one of the four great sects, is located.

In a cave at the top of a towering black mountain, a one-armed middle-aged man in gray robes was facing a secret room with a closed door.

"Reporting to Ancestor Wu Guang... In the study, the grimoire that Ancestor brought back three hundred years ago suddenly disappeared." The man reported with a slightly trembling voice.

"Since it's gone, why don't you go check it out quickly." A cold voice came from all directions of the one-armed man.

"My subordinates found out that not long ago, Mr. Zhe, your most favored master, entered this study once." After a slight pause, the one-armed man said truthfully in fear.

"waste!"

As a result, there was a sudden sound of anger in the secret room, and a wisp of inaudible wind floated out through the crack in the door of the secret room, and in the blink of an eye it foamed into the head of the middle-aged man.

"Ancestor...rao..."

Before the one-armed man could finish speaking, his head suddenly exploded open with a "bang" sound. Red and white things were scattered all over the place.

Then, a man's low voice murmured to himself from the secret room.

"Zhe'er is really fooling around. That half of the book was written by the ancient demons, and was planted with severe restrictions. Even if he can use secret techniques to forcefully break the restrictions, they are all written in real magic script, not demons. How can such a person understand it? Well, I will take it back myself after it comes back.'

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At noon on the second day, there was an inconspicuous shop selling puppets on the west corner of Fangshi.

A middle-aged man in a green robe was talking to another middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Fellow Daoist Xin, this is this puppet. See if you can repair it." The middle-aged man said as he took out an earthy yellow ball with some cracks on the surface from the storage bag on his waist.

"Fellow Daoist Ye's puppet seems to be quite damaged." The middle-aged Taoist priest took a rough look at the ball in the man's hand. He said with a slight frown.

"Fellow Taoist Mingjian, I encountered a strong enemy before, which caused some damage to this puppet and a great loss of spirituality. I heard that fellow Taoist Xin is proficient in the art of puppets, so I came here to visit." The middle-aged man sighed softly and handed the ball to the middle-aged Taoist priest. in hand.

After the middle-aged Taoist priest took the yellow ball, he immediately touched it carefully and observed it.

After a moment, he gently threw the ball up and shot a spell into the void with one hand. The round bead flashed yellow light in the air and instantly transformed into a gold-armored puppet about ten feet tall.

It's just that the golden armor on the puppet's body is a little tattered at this time, and there is a hole about an inch large on the left chest and between the eyebrows.

"It's not difficult to repair this puppet... you just need to spend some more materials. Just refine it again and replace it with a few crystal stones. Our store also has these materials in stock, but I'm afraid they won't cost a fortune. A small amount." The middle-aged Taoist priest pondered for a moment. Said so.

"As long as Fellow Daoist Xin can restore this puppet to its original state, how many spirit stones will be needed? Just ask." Hearing this, the middle-aged man said with a hint of joy on his face and cupped his hands.

"The repair cost is about 300,000 spirit stones. In fact, if Fellow Daoist Ye adds another 100,000 to 80,000, he can buy an ordinary late-stage condensed liquid puppet." After thinking about it, the middle-aged Taoist priest reported one price.

"I am used to using this puppet, so I would like to trouble my fellow Taoist to repair it." After saying that, the middle-aged man took out thirty high-grade spiritual stones from his waist and handed them to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged man was Liu Ming in disguise. In the past half day, he had visited three puppet shops and spent more than 100,000 spirit stones to repair three relatively damaged puppets. However, the damage to this last one was relatively serious, so I took a small risk and asked this well-known puppet master in the city to repair it.

"In this case, fellow Taoist, please wait here and drink some spiritual tea. It only takes one to two hours for me to repair this puppet and return it to you, fellow Taoist." The middle-aged Taoist priest collected the spiritual stone and chuckled. Said loudly.

Immediately afterwards, a maid came over with a cup of tea, and the middle-aged Taoist priest turned around and walked towards the back of the shop.

Liu Ming immediately sat down on the wooden chair on the side of the coffee table. After taking a sip of the spiritual tea, he closed his eyes and rested.

More than an hour later, the middle-aged Taoist priest followed his instructions and returned to the shop hall again, holding a faintly glowing earth-yellow ball in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, this puppet has been repaired as before. Please check it again." The middle-aged Taoist priest said as he gently tossed the ball.

After a flash of golden light, a gleaming golden puppet warrior suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

At this time, the puppet warrior could no longer find any traces of damage on his body, his eyes were flashing, and his aura seemed to have returned to the late-stage liquid condensation level.

"Fellow Daoist Xin is indeed very skilled. I have to thank you so much this time." Liu Ming immediately clasped his fists in joy and thanked him.

He raised his hand, patted the golden armor puppet a few times, and then pinched the magic formula with one hand, turning it into a ball and rolling it into his sleeve robe.

After Liu Ming and the middle-aged Taoist said a few more polite words to each other, they walked out of the puppet shop with satisfied expressions on their faces.

Now that the four puppet warriors have been repaired, Liu Mingdang found a secluded corner, changed back to his own appearance, returned to the secret room of Bailian Pavilion, and continued to study the art of refining weapons.

However, what he didn't know was that not long after, the news that the Yin-Yang Giant Demon was killed in one fell swoop by a new outer disciple of the Taiqing Sect who was stationed there quickly spread around Changyangfang City. Naturally, It caused quite a commotion again.

(Second update) (To be continued...)