Chapter 38 Omen

"You really dare to say such a thing. If I hadn't discovered that the rat demon was killing everywhere at the junction between you and me, and pursued it all the way, I don't know how much trouble it would have caused for the cultivation world of the Great Xuan Kingdom. I haven't heard Daoist Yan's last thank you, but you are going to ask me for trouble. Could it be that Brother Yan really thinks he can rely on the old and sell the old, or he is going to fight with me before waiting for the Sendai meeting." Ye Tianmei heard this. As soon as he said that, Dai's eyebrows stood upright, and there was a trace of suffocation on his face.

"Fairy, don't get angry, my old arms and legs can't stand the toss. However, with the flying swordsmanship that the fairy has successfully cultivated, to deal with a mere rat demon, even let it run all the way to the gate of our barbarian sect. Up front, is this too unreasonable?" The gray-robed old man seemed startled, waved his hands again and again, but still said with a straight face.

"What do you know? This rat demon, who ran out of nowhere, has already cultivated to the stage of condensing liquid, and his cultivation is only one step away from a crystal formation like you and me. If it weren't for this demon's intellect Too awake, it seems to be in a crazy state where I can only use my instinctual supernatural powers, and I can't get it so easily." Ye Tianmei replied coldly.

"What, a monster in the liquid condensation stage. The fairy is not joking. The rat monster is the lowest level monster, how can it be possible to cultivate to this level." The gray-robed old man was startled when he heard the words.

"You think I'm lying. Hmph, well, let's see what this is!" Ye Tianmei snorted lightly, and turned one hand over, and the Huang Mengmeng round bowl immediately emerged from his hand.

The woman patted the bowl lightly with her hand, and immediately a black chip the size of a soybean jumped out of it, and then flicked it with a jade finger.

"Whoosh"!

The chip immediately turned into a black awn, and the gray-robed old man shot away, and it was no worse than a strong bow and a hard crossbow.

The old man squinted his eyes and didn't move a bit, but the strange wind in front of him suddenly stretched out a ghost claw covered with green scales and grabbed the chip tightly.

"It seems that fellow Daoist Yan has not been idle all these years. Your green-haired iron corpse is probably about to evolve into a silver corpse."

Seeing this, Ye Tianmei's pupils shrank slightly and asked coldly.

"Hehe, Fairy is joking. Iron corpse is going to advance to silver corpse. I don't know how much resources it will take. How can this old man have such great skills."

The gray-robed old man said with a smile, and then he took the black chip from the ghost and checked it carefully.

Ye Tianmei heard this with a sneer, but didn't ask any more questions.

After a while, the gray-robed old man's expression changed, and after he gently sniffed the chip under his nose, his face became even more ugly.

"Sure enough, it is a monster in the liquid condensation stage. Judging from the breath of its true essence fragments, it is indeed a rat monster. This is a bit strange. Is this rat monster a mutant and advanced monster?"

"I thought so too, but in order to see each other in case, I'm going to show these things to Senior Sister." Ye Tianmei replied slowly.

"Master Lengyue's words are naturally no problem. Based on her experience, I think she will give a better explanation." When the old man in gray robe heard the word "Lengyue", his expression changed immediately, but he coughed again. recovery as usual.

"Fellow Daoist Yan thinks there is no problem, and if he wants to come, he won't ask me about the matter in front of your noble sect. In this case, I will leave. See you again, it should be the day of the Sendai meeting." Ye Tianmei replied lightly. , a volume of silver light on the body surface, once again turned into a ball of light and walked away,

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared at the end of the sky.

The gray-robed old man didn't stop him, but after the woman in the palace dress left, his brows creased involuntarily.

At this moment, the mountain below suddenly fluctuated, and another person flew into the sky with a black cloud.

"Master! Could this be the only senior Ye from the Tianyue Sect who has cultivated the supernatural ability to fly with the sword?" Fang Yi flew to the gray-robed old man and asked respectfully.

Looking at his chubby face, it was the "Uncle Ruan" who should be guarding the Book Collection Pavilion.

"Well, yes, it's her. This girl hasn't seen her for a few years, and she has gone further in Jianxiu's way. I am afraid that even her senior sister Leng Yue Shi Tai is probably not his opponent." The gray-robed old man sighed softly. said.

"However, Shizun's green-haired iron corpse is about to advance. When he really advanced to the flying silver corpse, even if the opponent's flying sword is powerful, he should not be afraid." Master Ruan replied with a smile.

"Although my iron corpse is about the last step, as I said just now, how can it be so easy to advance, I don't know how much effort it will take me." The gray-robed old man shook his head.

"With the strength of the master, it is only the length of time to advance the iron corpse, and there is absolutely no other problem." Ruan Shishu said so.

"I hope so. By the way, I heard that another disciple who practiced your Netherbone Jutsu died of an explosion when he hit the spiritual master realm a few days ago. Are you still not giving up on this practice? "After the gray-robed old man nodded, his face suddenly became stiff.

"It was told by the sect master again." When Ruan Shishu heard the words, his expression changed slightly.

"Hmph, why use your senior brother to tell you. Once a disciple of the Three Spiritual Vessels can advance to the late stage of a spiritual apprentice, and fails to attack a spiritual master, is there any other reason besides cultivating the Dark Bone Art you taught in private? I didn't tell you, although the Minggu Jue is the relic of the ancestor, and the message has a lot of origin, but he only got half of it at the beginning, and he worked hard to translate the first three layers of formulas, and only It can make people successfully cultivate to the late stage of the spiritual disciple. Although you have also studied the Qingming text, how can you compare it with the ability of the ancestors? The fourth-level formulas translated without authorization must be wrong in some aspects, otherwise, these cultivation methods will definitely Disciple, how can there be no one who has successfully entered the spiritual master realm. Once this matter spreads, do you know how much the reputation of this sect will be affected!" The gray-robed old man said with a snort, and a chill appeared on his face.

"Master, this disciple is really not reconciled. I don't know how much effort I spent on translating the fourth-layer Nether Bone Jutsu, and I didn't even hesitate to delay my practice, and deliberately locked myself in the Sutra Collection Pavilion for so many years. If the disciples can complete the fourth-layer Nether Bone Jutsu and successfully advance to the spiritual master realm, those disciples of the three spiritual veins in this sect will be of great use, and many spiritual masters can be born from them, so that the strength of this sect will increase sharply." Uncle Ruan froze in his heart, but he hurriedly explained.

"I don't know how many times I've heard these words. If it wasn't for this, how could I tolerate this. This is already the seventh disciple who blew himself up because of this. Although the excuse is easy to find, the real reason is only the three of us. I know, but I am afraid that it will attract the attention of some people who are interested. Otherwise, your senior brother in charge will not deliberately tell me about this. Well, no need to say any more. Pass it on to the disciples within the sect without authorization, otherwise don't blame me for not reading the master-disciple relationship." The gray-robed old man snapped.

"Yes, since the master has his life, the disciples will definitely not dare to teach them to the disciples in the sect. However, there are still two disciples who are still cultivating this martial arts. What should they do?" said in fear.

"You know the importance of it. As for the two people who have already taught it, just let them live and die. Well, get up and go back to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. I will continue to go back to the forbidden place to retreat. Don't let me out. Tell others about the matter." The gray-robed old man calmed down and ordered a few more words.

"Yes, Master. That disciple, please retire first." Master Ruan stood up, bowed again, and flew away in the direction of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.

The gray-robed old man stayed where he was and thought for a while, and then a burst of sneering laughter turned into a gray-white aura and flew away.

...

Liu Ming frowned and looked at a black wooden box he was holding in his hands.

In the wooden box, there was a small half of flesh and blood remnants that could not be seen at all. Most of them were mixed with some dirt, and the largest piece was just a small piece of gray flesh the size of a thumb with a dozen straight green hairs.

And these are all the flesh and blood residues of giant rats that he collected from the jungle after spending more than half an hour.

From this, it can be seen how powerful the silver flying sword motivated by the woman in the palace dress is!

The glamorous and unparalleled face flashed in Liu Ming's mind again, and he couldn't help shaking his head. After putting away the wooden box, he was about to use the soaring technique to ride the clouds away.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a light sound on the ground under his feet, and then the heart of his feet became slightly cold, as if something slender had penetrated into his body.

Liu Ming was naturally shocked, and hurriedly clenched his hands, sinking his mind into the body, and quickly searched from the inside.

Legs, dantian, body, arms, head...

He quickly searched, but there was no abnormality in his body.

Liu Ming's forehead was sweating a little, and suddenly he raised his hand and took off a shoe under his foot. He saw that the sole of the shoe was intact. After checking the soil near his foot, there was nothing wrong.

Was it really just his own illusion just now?

Liu Ming's face was a little gloomy and uncertain. After sweeping his eyes around again, he only felt that there was an indescribable strange aura in the surrounding grass and trees, and he felt a slight chill behind him.

After stomping his feet fiercely, he finally lifted into the air without hesitation. After identifying the direction for a while, he flew all the way towards the Barbarian Ghost Sect's Mountain Gate.

It took more than an hour for this flight to finally fly back to the place where Shituo Mountain was originally located.

As a result, as soon as he approached the mountain that had turned into a pile of rocks, four ash clouds flew out from the nearby dense forest, and Mu Xianyun, Senior Sister Wu and others were standing on it.

"Junior Brother Bai, you are finally back."

"Nothing happened to you, right? What happened before, but you were taken away by the senior who appeared earlier?"

...

When Mu Xianyun and the others saw Liu Ming, they were overjoyed and asked.

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