But what made Liu Ming even more depressed was that he could only comprehend three or four out of ten of the first level of the Nether Bone Art.
This cultivation method is very different from the Qigong Practitioner method he learned before. Some of the words are so specious that it is difficult to determine the true meaning.
In this case, he would either directly ask others for detailed guidance one by one, or read some books on cultivation experience and understand it by himself.
However, in the former case, under the warning of Uncle Ruan, the bones of the underworld would never be easily leaked to others, so it seemed that the only option was to take the second route.
After having an idea in his mind, he immediately put away the brocade book, left his residence, and went to the Lingfa Pavilion on the top of the mountain.
When he came back with two thick books on cultivation experience, the only two spiritual stones left on his body were gone.
However, Liu Ming had a hint of excitement on his face.
Because these two books on cultivation experience were written by two spiritual master-level figures from the Barbarian Ghost Sect. They contained very detailed annotations on basic exercises and formulas, which was exactly what they needed.
After he returned to his residence, he did not immediately start to comprehend. Instead, he went to the bedroom and threw himself on the bed and fell asleep.
This sleep is a day and a night.
When Liu Ming opened his eyes again, he immediately walked to the courtyard, washed his face, and hurriedly entered the training room.
He sat down cross-legged, spread out two thick classics and the brocade book in front of him, hesitated for a moment, took out a small cloth bag from his arms, poured out a few Bigu Pills and put them in the brocade book.
Within the middle two pages.
In this case, he will never starve to death like last time.
After Liu Ming took a deep breath, he started to read through the thick books page by page, and soon he was immersed in it like last time...
Half a month later, a burst of wild laughter suddenly came 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 full of wrinkles, and he even had a faint sour smell on his body.
No wonder Liu Ming is like this!
In the past ten days, he would take a Bigu Pill when he was hungry, drink a sip of water when he was thirsty, and fall asleep when he was sleepy without ever leaving the room.
But that's it, he finally fully understood the first-level cultivation method of the Nether Bone Art, and he only needs to practice slowly from now on.
After the happy look on Liu Ming's face faded, he realized something was wrong with him. He immediately frowned and walked out of the house carrying the bucket.
With three quick strokes, he stripped off all the clothes on his body, 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 his clothes back on without caring, and returned to the house again.
The dust jacket he is wearing is made of unknown materials. Not only does it not show dirt after so many days, even if water is poured directly on it, it will quickly slide down without getting even the slightest bit wet.
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After Liu Ming sat down again, he did not start practicing the Nether Bone Art. Instead, he took out the three magic books including the Soaring Technique and began to silently recite what was written on them.
The training formulas that seemed a bit obscure and difficult to understand at first seemed to Liu Ming to be extremely 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, put away all the classics except the Brocade Book, and put them aside. He closed his eyes and placed his hands on his knees, each making a strange handprint.
After a moment, he felt his mind sink, and his consciousness suddenly sank into his body, and he could see everything inside the dimly lit body.
There are ordinary meridians, six thick spiritual veins that wrap around the whole body, and a large silver spiritual sea in the Dantian that is motionless.
Liu Ming's thoughts moved slightly, and the spiritual sea immediately began to rotate slowly, and became faster and faster.
After a few "Puff" sounds, several white energy-like energy rushed out from the spiritual sea and flowed rapidly throughout the body along several meridians.
In this way, he finally took the first step in practicing the Nether Bone Art.
Three days later, Liu Ming was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but he kept mumbling words and quickly moving some magic spells with his hands.
I saw traces of gray air emerging from under his body, and more and more, and finally after a cup of tea, it condensed into a small cloud several feet long.
"rise"
As soon as Liu Ming saw the clouds forming beneath him, he changed his technique without hesitation.
With a "bang" sound, the clouds actually lifted him up and slowly rose up.
When Liu Ming saw this scene, his face showed a hint of joy, but the method of pinching in his hands was involuntarily a little messy.
There was a "bang" sound.
Liu Ming's body suddenly fell through the clouds and landed on the ground.
Fortunately, the height he flew into the air was only about ten feet, so he didn't suffer any damage except for a pair of 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 perform the flying technique, and his performance was already beyond his expectations.
According to the records in the experience books, even the simplest spells cannot be performed without practicing dozens or hundreds of times.
It seems that his strong mental power and multitasking talent allow him to practice spells much faster than ordinary disciples.
In the future, as long as he converts more mana and becomes more proficient in controlling magic arts, it will be easy to truly master this flying technique.
With this thought in his mind, Liu Ming started to practice the other two spells again.
Most of the day later, Liu Ming sat quietly on the ground without moving. Suddenly, he squeezed with one hand and spread the five fingers of his other hand across the palm in front of him.
With a "pop" sound, a ball of red flame the size of an egg burned fiercely in the palm of my hand.
Liu Ming smiled slightly, put his five fingers together again, and the flame went out out of thin air.
Then, he muttered something again and moved his hands and ten fingers together in front of him.
A stream of tidal white air began to condense in the void. After Liu Ming raised his eyebrows and yelled, the white air suddenly dissipated, revealing a clear water ball the size of a fist, suspended in the air, ready to go at any time. The way it fell down.
Liu Ming stopped holding the technique in his hands, stretched out a finger to put a little bit into the water ball, then put it into his mouth to taste, and then nodded with satisfaction.
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Ten days later, in the morning, Liu Ming was sitting cross-legged on a small gray cloud, flying back and forth rapidly in the sky more than ten feet away from his residence.
He felt the breeze blowing in front of him, and there was a trace of excitement on his face.
Although he has always been tough and meticulous, and has a maturity far beyond his peers, at this time he looks just like an ordinary teenager.
After a while, Liu Ming felt that the mana in his body was almost exhausted, and he immediately used the magic technique to slowly lower the gray cloud to the ground below.
At this time, although he still couldn't maintain the flying skill for a long time, he could use it to travel without any problem.
As for the fire and fire technique, the water condensation technique is also practiced quite skillfully.
But it is a pity that these are the simplest spells, and most of them are only used by new spiritual disciples to familiarize themselves with the spells. It is naturally delusional to expect them to fight with people and enemies.
It seems that next time I go to Lingqi Pavilion, I need to really choose two practical spells.
But when he thought about this, Liu Ming suddenly remembered the mean face of "Senior Sister Zhao" who didn't recognize the money, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch.
By the way, talking about the 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 tasks, otherwise the spirit stones will be gone next month.
Liu Ming suddenly remembered this matter, and immediately returned to the house to cross his legs and slowly regain his magic power.
Fortunately, he doesn't have much mana right now, so it won't take long to recover.
Half an hour later, 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 have a look of astonishment on his face.
The hall on the first floor was filled with a bustling crowd, about fifty or sixty people, most of whom were outer disciples, but there were also seven or eight people wearing inner disciples' clothes among them.
"Excuse me, senior brother, what is going on? Are there usually so many people here?" Liu Ming blinked, walked a few steps to an inner disciple in his twenties near the door, and shouted at him
He asked with an arched hand.
"Oh, this junior brother is new to the sect. Haha, today happens to be the time when the Deacon Hall rotates various sect tasks once a year. Naturally, many people rushed early in the morning to choose a better task. But in fact
It's just a waste of time to do this. Most of the lucrative tasks have been assigned by others a long time ago." This inner disciple was very kind-hearted. He had a thick dark green belt tied around his waist and glanced at Liu Ming.
, explained nonchalantly.
"That's it, thank you senior brother for telling me." Liu Ming suddenly realized.
"Hey, I'm Li Zong of the Corpse Refining Sect. I don't know what your junior brother's name is and which disciple he is." This inner disciple couldn't help but feel a little jealous when he saw Liu Ming being so polite despite his age.
Feeling good, I asked casually.
"I am Bai Congtian, and now I am under the sect of Jiuying." Liu Ming told him frankly without any concealment.
"Oh, it turns out that Junior Brother was assigned to Uncle Gui and his disciples. The Jiuying lineage has been weak for many years. Junior Brother Bai may not have an easy life in the future." Li Zong couldn't help showing a hint of sympathy when he heard this.
"It's okay. I think the senior brothers and sisters take good care of my junior brother." Liu Ming replied calmly.
"Hehe, all branches are naturally harmonious and harmonious, but when it comes to the big trial, you will know the pain of joining a weak branch." Li Zong shook his head and said.
"Oh, a big battle, a trial! Although junior brother has heard about it, I really don't know the specific situation. Senior brother Li, can you tell me about it!" Liu Ming heard this and his heart moved.
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