"The Bai family would like to thank you, senior.︾" Bai Yan'er was overjoyed when she heard this. She took the talisman with trembling hands and said with great gratitude.
Liu Ming didn't say anything anymore, and with a flash of black light all over his body, he shot up into the sky and turned into a streak of escaping light, piercing the sky and disappearing away.
Bai Yan'er looked at Dunguang's direction with a complicated expression, and after a long while, she let out a long sigh.
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Liu Ming continued to fly towards the direction of the Barbarian Ghost Sect. After flying non-stop for two days and two nights, a mountain range shrouded in gray clouds was already in sight. Wherever he looked, there were more than a dozen majestic peaks of different heights.
, all towering into the clouds, surrounded by clouds and cranes, just like a fairyland on earth.
This scene is obviously dwarfed by the Wanling Mountains in Zhongtian Continent, but in this Yunchuan Continent, it is still a rare and out-of-this-world scenery.
Liu Ming converged his light and stood in the void, squinting his eyes slightly and looking towards the highest mountain peak in the distance.
The buildings built against the mountain are like scales, winding on both sides of a very thick mountain road, which winds like a giant python and leads directly to the mountain peak.
He couldn't help but have a look of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.
"I didn't expect that after so many years away, there haven't been many changes here." Liu Ming saw the familiar scenery around him and murmured to himself after a while.
With a sigh, his body moved and he was about to fly forward and fall.
At this moment, there was a ripple behind him, and a ghost hand covered with silver scales suddenly appeared and grabbed Liu Ming's back like lightning.
But Liu Ming's figure flashed and disappeared without any warning. The ghost's hand caught nothing.
With a low roar, an evil wind blew up in the void. A silver zombie about ten feet tall appeared in the air.
This zombie has a humanoid face, except for the two long canine teeth exposed. It looks exactly like an ordinary monk.
Its whole body is covered with silver scales, but there is a pair of horn-like silver wings on its back. Its ten nails are extremely sharp and covered with silver scales, making it look ferocious and terrifying.
The aura emitted has suddenly reached the crystallization stage.
"Hey, Flying Silver Zombie..." Liu Ming's voice came from behind the silver zombie, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
The silver zombie let out a low roar, moved its wings on its back, and turned around.
At this moment, the back of its neck tightened, and a white hand grasped its body and lifted it up.
"Ho ho ho!"
The silver zombie let out a roar. Although it was a zombie, it had developed intelligence after breaking through the crystallization in its cultivation. How could it be willing to be captured?
The silver wings behind his back flapped suddenly, and a fierce whirlwind suddenly rose into the sky. The silver light on his body shone brightly, and his body struggled violently.
A strange color flashed in Liu Ming's eyes, and a sound like a firecracker came from his arm.
A look of pain immediately appeared on the silver zombie's face, and a terrifying force came from the palm of his back, almost threatening to snap its neck.
The silver light on the surface of its body suddenly became extremely dim, and its struggling body curled up, letting out painful wails. But there was no resistance at all.
"Fellow Taoist, please show mercy." A cloud of gray-white mist shot out from a mountain peak in the distance. An old voice came from it.
Liu Ming's eyes were focused, and he could clearly see the figure in the clouds and mist. He raised his eyebrows slightly.
The person in the mist is an old man in gray robe with triangular hair on his head and full of white hair. He is the only crystal-forming monk of the Ghost Sect back then, the old man named Yan.
More than a hundred years have passed, but his cultivation is still in the early stage of crystallization, and his appearance is getting older.
At this moment, the old man surnamed Yan looked at the silver zombie that was easily subdued by one hand from a distance, with a look of shock on his face.
Since this flying silver corpse successfully advanced a hundred years ago, its cultivation has increased rapidly, and it has almost reached the realm of the middle stage of crystal transformation. Not only is it extremely powerful, but it is also almost invulnerable, making it the biggest killer in his hand.
Nowadays, when the Hai Clan frequently invades Yunchuan, in order to frighten the Hai Clan, he releases it to patrol the mountains and protect the sect. For strangers who step into the gate of the Mangui Sect, he will launch an attack on his own and capture them.
Unexpectedly, he was easily subdued by the opponent.
"I don't know who your friend is. He suddenly visited the Barbarian Ghost Sect. Please don't be offended if Yan does anything inappropriate." The old man surnamed Yan had not yet arrived, but his spiritual consciousness had already scanned Liu Ming's body and found that there was no trace of anything.
Unaware of the other party's cultivation level, his heart suddenly shivered again, and he quickly shouted in the distance.
After all, if the other party destroys the silver corpse that he has painstakingly refined in anger, then he will suffer great losses.
For some reason, he vaguely felt that the aura of the green-robed young man in the distance was somewhat familiar, as if he had met him somewhere before.
In his mind, he quickly recalled the crystal-forming experts he knew, and it seemed that none of them matched up with the person in front of him. He was able to subdue the flying silver corpse with one hand, at least he was at the late stage of crystal-forming.
Not to mention the five Daxuan sects, but also the sects of other sects in Yunchuan, if there is such a person, it is impossible for him not to know about it. Could it be that the other person is an ascetic monk who has lived in seclusion all year round?
Liu Ming smiled slightly and said slowly: "Uncle Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect that your green-haired iron corpse has successfully advanced to the flying silver corpse."
After saying that, he grabbed the silver zombie's hand and gently threw it forward before putting it back.
Thanks to the amnesty, the silver zombie still screamed in terror and flew towards the gray-robed old man tremblingly.
The old man surnamed Yan was able to fly only two to three hundred feet away from Liu Ming. When he heard the other person calling him uncle, he quickly looked at his face carefully, and suddenly remembered a disciple of the Barbarian Ghost Sect more than a hundred years ago in his mind.
The figure suddenly showed a look of shock, but still said with some uncertainty:
"You, you are Liu Ming, Senior Nephew Liu..."
"Haha, we haven't seen each other for many years, I didn't expect Uncle Yan to still remember me." Liu Ming clasped his hands in fists.
"You are really Master Nephew Liu, but your cultivation level..." The old man surnamed Yan took a long time to recover, flew closer again, and asked with some hesitation.
"An accident occurred when I was on a mission to Bieyuan Island more than a hundred years ago. I was transported to a place outside the Canghai Sea. I have been cultivating in hiding until recently. I was able to return to the Canghai Territory until recently." Liu Ming said with a smile.
"Well, I didn't expect that in more than a hundred years, you would reach such a state of cultivation. It is really a blessing to our sect. Come on, please come to the mountain to talk about it." When the old man surnamed Yan heard this, he was naturally overjoyed and said
The silver corpse is collected.
"Uncle Master, please go first." Liu Ming said calmly.
"Since you have also reached the crystallization stage of cultivation, there is no need to mention the word "Master-Uncle". Just call me Taoist Friend." The old man surnamed Yan said seriously.
Liu Ming's eyes flashed, and he nodded, without revealing that he had actually advanced to the True Alchemy level, and flew away behind the old man surnamed Yan.
There are more than a dozen large and small peaks in the Mangui Sect Mountain Range, with various pavilions and pavilions, and the main hall surrounded by a thick sea of clouds. Some monks wearing sect costumes are holding the clouds and riding the mist, frequently traveling between the various peaks.
Looking at the several huge buildings on the largest mountain peak, although they were more solemn than before, Liu Ming could still recognize some familiar places such as the Deacon Hall and the Sutra Pavilion at a glance, and he couldn't help but have a feeling in his heart.
A sense of intimacy.
Then the two of them landed in front of a hall on the top of the main peak and walked in.
"Uncle Yan, what happened just now..." An old man in sackcloth walked out of the hall. When he saw the two old men named Yan, he was startled.
The old man in sackcloth was none other than Huang Shi, the leader of the Barbarian Ghost Sect. His consciousness briefly sensed the aura on Liu Ming's body, and he felt a chill in his heart. Before he could take a closer look, he hurriedly bowed his hands.
"Huang Shi, I have met this senior."
"Haha, Senior Nephew Huang, take a good look. This is none other than Liu Ming from back then." Before Liu Ming could speak, the old man surnamed Yan had already laughed and said.
"Yes, Liu...Junior Brother Liu..." Upon hearing this, the leader of Huangshi raised his head and looked at Liu Ming blankly, his eyes gradually brightened.
"Brother Headmaster, long time no see." Liu Ming said with a chuckle.
"It's really Junior Brother Liu, where have you been all these years? And your current cultivation level..." Head Huangshi's face was filled with joy, and then a look of horror appeared on his face.
"Okay, I'm also very curious about this matter. Let's go in first and talk about it later." The old man surnamed Yan waved his hand and said.
"Yes...please." The head of Huangshi hurriedly moved out of the way and invited the two of them to come into the hall and sit down.
"Back then, you and fellow Taoist Ye Tianmei went to the Canghai area to do business, and then there was no news. Later, fellow Taoist Ye also sent a message to this sect to explain your disappearance. Just now you said that you have been cultivating outside the Canghai area for these years. What on earth is this?
What's going on?" As soon as they sat down, Master Yan asked impatiently.
"What Fellow Daoist Ye said is true. I was captured by the Siren Emperor on Bieyuan Island back then, and was then taken to an underground mine..." Liu Ming did not hide anything, and briefly recounted his experiences over the years,
Naturally, he concealed matters involving his own secrets.
The old man surnamed Yan and the head of Huangshi listened all the way, and the expressions on their faces changed continuously. When they heard that Liu Ming had now joined the Taiqing Sect, one of the four great sects of Zhongtian Continent, and was now at the late stage of Zhendan, they immediately
Stunned.
"Zhen... the late stage of Zhendan..." The old man surnamed Yan ignored his image, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at Liu Ming in disbelief.
The head of Huangshi seemed to be petrified and was speechless for a long time.
"Zhongtian Continent is the true holy land of cultivation. True elixir cultivators are only passable in Taiqing Sect. There are also many powerful people in the Celestial Realm and Tongxuan Realm. You don't have to be so surprised." Liu Ming shook his head.
"Taiqingmen, this is such a great opportunity!"
The two of them came back to their senses after hearing this. The old man surnamed Yan's face was slightly less startled, but he still murmured in disbelief.
"Stop talking about this, I wonder how the situation in the sect has been in the past few years since I left? I heard in the Canghai Territory that the Siren Emperor has returned to the Canghai Territory and has been oppressing the human monks in Yunchuan Continent these years?" Liu Ming
Not wanting to talk more about cultivation, he changed the subject and asked. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!