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Chapter 35

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Liu Ming thought for a bit and felt that there was no problem so he agreed.

After the girl told him to go to the Duty Hall as soon as possible, he bid farewell to the two and left the bamboo forest on a cloud.

"Sister Mu, he's just a new Three Spiritual Pulse disciple, why do you need to rope him in? Our sect is full of low level disciples like him and they will at most reach the Middle Spirit Apostle level. "Du Hai waited for Liu Ming to leave before speaking to Mu Xian Yun.

"Senior, do you know that the Small Competition of the Nine Infants Mountain just ended a few days ago?" Mu Xian Yun lightly laughed as she replied.

"I've heard of the Small Competition of the Nine Infants Mountain before. What, did this kid perform well in the Small Competition? "Du Hai's expression changed slightly as he guessed a bit.

"That's right. In the Small Competition of the Nine Infants Faction, Junior Bai Cong Tian was the only Three Spiritual Pulse disciple to receive an above average evaluation. "Mu Xian Yun replied with a bit of seriousness.

"If that's the case, then he does have some potential." Du Hai said thoughtfully.

"Yes, if that's not the case. Even if I wanted to rope in more people, I wouldn't randomly find a new disciple to join our mission in three days. Like I said, this mission isn't very dangerous, it's just a bit troublesome and time-consuming. If I didn't have some connections, I wouldn't have known that the mission would be released in three days. "Mu Xian Yun said seriously.

"If that's the case, then I have nothing else to say. Just treat this mission as an investment in this kid. I hope he won't disappoint us. That's right, I heard that Ou Yang Xin has been bothering you for the past few days. "Du Hai nodded as a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"That's right. A few days ago, I went to pick some spider silk from the Eye Snatching Spider and didn't expect to meet this guy. Luckily, Senior Wu was there so he didn't dare to be too impudent. "Mu Xian Yun laughed bitterly as she spoke.

"Hmph, Ou Yang Xin just became a Middle Spirit Apostle and dared to curse at you. If it wasn't for Martial Uncle Ou, I would have taught him a lesson already. However, you don't have to worry, Yun Er. At most, in another year, I will be able to advance to a Late Spirit Apostle. At that time, I will officially ask the Mu Clan to marry you. At that time, Martial Uncle Ouyang probably won't stop us. "A trace of tenderness appeared on Du Hai's frozen face.

"Senior Brother Du, I appreciate your kindness. Although my nominal husband had died in an accident before I married him, we had already exchanged birthdays and the Mu family had also received betrothal gifts from the Ouyang family. If I wanted to marry someone else now, it wouldn't be an easy matter. Back then, when I was able to enter the Barbarian Ghost Sect and become a Spirit Apostle, Master Ouyang also put in a lot of effort. Senior Du, it is already not bad for us to maintain our current relationship. "When Mu Xian Yun heard this, a complicated expression appeared on her face, but she still replied with a gloomy expression.

"If becoming a Late Spirit Apostle isn't enough, then I will fight for a place in the Core Disciple Competition in a few years. No matter what, I must take you as my wife. "Du Hai's expression turned sinister as he spoke without hesitation.

After Mu Xian Yun heard this, a touched expression appeared on her beautiful face. In the end, she did not say anything else.

… …

Liu Ming sat cross-legged on the ground of the cultivation area. He was currently examining a small porcelain bottle that was sealed with a blood red Glyph. Inside the bottle was naturally a low quality Ghost that he had just bought.

After silently reciting the Soul Shackling Chain cultivation method once more, Liu Ming immediately waved his hand and steadily sucked a wooden basin that had been prepared to the side towards him.

The wooden basin was filled with a black and red, pungent liquid. Furthermore, there was a cotton-like dark purple substance floating inside.

The substance in the basin was the Black Dog Blood that he had bought from the Nine Infant Mountain's External Affairs Hall for one Spirit Stone.

After thinking for a while, Liu Ming took off the Glyph on the bottle and pulled off the lid.

After a strange "wu wu" sound, a stream of black gas rushed out of the bottle. After spinning in the air for a while, it turned into a blurry black ball of light that floated in the air. It had no nose or eyes, and it only trembled slightly.

Liu Ming held his breath and did not make any other movements. He only stared unblinkingly at the ball in the air.

In the next moment, the black ball suddenly let out a strange cry and shot downwards.

With a "peng" sound, the Ghost dove into the liquid in the wooden basin and disappeared without a trace.

Liu Ming's eyes flashed and without any hesitation, he threw a few techniques at the wooden basin.

Immediately, the black and red liquid in the wooden basin trembled and started to spin. The Ghost that was hiding inside the basin and drinking in big mouthfuls was once again revealed.

Liu Ming's hand technique suddenly changed.

"Pu, pu." The purplish red cotton in the liquid seemed to come alive and shot out of the liquid. In an instant, it formed a thin net that covered the Ghost.

An inconceivable situation occurred.

As soon as the Yin Soul came into contact with the purplish-red cotton that seemed like it could be torn apart with a single tug, there was a sizzling sound, and its entire body once again turned into billowing black gas. However, no matter how hard it tried, it was still unable to charge out of the purplish-red cotton.

Liu Ming took a deep breath and extended his two hands without hesitation.

Both of his hands had a glossy surface and were covered with a layer of unknown transparent ointment. He then directly inserted his hands into the wooden basin.

Liu Ming's expression was solemn and a series of incantations came out of his mouth …

Two days later, the door to the room opened and Liu Ming walked out of the training area with a trace of excitement on his face.

However, at this time, his arm was wrapped with a thin black rope that was as thick as a finger.

He walked into the courtyard, and after looking around, his eyes fell on the small tree that was cut in half by his Wind Blade last time.

His hands formed a technique.

The black rope trembled and one end immediately shot out like a poisonous snake. After a flash, it made a few circles and tightly wrapped around the remaining trunk of the small tree. The other end was still wrapped around Liu Ming's arm.

"Return."

Liu Ming's arm shook slightly.

The black chain shot out in a flash and returned to his arm.

As for the small tree that was previously wrapped around, there were now circles of pitch black grooves that were a few inches deep. It was as if the tree had been corroded.

Liu Ming nodded his head and revealed a satisfied expression.

The main function of the Soul Shackling Chain was not to injure the enemy, but to trap the enemy and capture them. He had used it very smoothly just now, so it should be considered a success. Of course, if he wanted to use it as he pleased, he would have to practice more.

Tomorrow was the agreed time for him and Mu Xian Yun to carry out the Sect's mission. He still had one day and practicing his secret techniques would not be of much use. It looked like he could only familiarize himself with the new Three Star Shield Practitioner Weapon.

Liu Ming made up his mind and turned around to walk back into the room.

On the morning of the second day, Liu Ming had a good night's rest. After making some preparations, he rode a cloud and left Nine Infant Mountain. He headed straight for the Duty Hall.

Because it was still early, there were not many people in the Duty Hall. The deacon on the first floor was even lying on the stone platform and taking a nap.

Liu Ming did not linger on the first floor and directly went up the stairs to the second floor.

This was the first time he had come to the second floor of the Duty Hall. After looking around, his face showed a trace of surprise.

The area of the second floor was about the same as the first floor. There was even a stone platform with a middle aged deacon sitting behind it.

However, in the middle of the second floor, there was a crystal monument that was four to five feet tall.

On the crystal monument, there were lines of light gold words. In front of the monument, there was a row of numbers.

Mu Xian Yun, Du Hai, and another man and woman were talking under the crystal monument. When she saw Liu Ming appear, she immediately smiled sweetly and greeted him.

"Junior Bai, you're finally here. With that, everyone was present. The mission has just been announced, let us go and accept it. That's right, let me introduce you. This is Junior Mei and Senior Wu. "

"Junior Bai Cong Tian greets the two Seniors." Liu Ming looked at the two people, walked forward a few steps, and slightly bowed with a smile on his face.

"Senior Mei" was a seventeen to eighteen year old inner disciple. He carried a large black rod on his back and looked very strong.

"Senior Wu" was a beautiful woman who looked to be two to three years older than Mu Xian Yun. She had an indifferent expression and wore a green female inner disciple clothing. However, on her waist, there were a few bulging leather bags. It was unknown what was inside.

This was the first time these two people had seen Liu Ming. After looking him up and down, they returned the greeting, but did not say anything.

However, the two people's expressions were filled with disdain. Liu Ming could clearly feel it, but he only smiled and did not take it to heart.

As a new disciple who had cultivated for less than a year, it was natural that the older disciples did not take him to heart.

"Senior Mu, what mission are we going to accept?" Liu Ming turned his head and asked Mu Xian Yun.

"It's mission number twenty-three. We need to collect one hundred Blood Wire Fruits. The reward is twenty-five Contribution Points and one hundred Spirit Stones. If the five of us divide it equally, it will be quite a sum. "As Mu Xian Yun spoke, she led them to the stone platform.

Liu Ming's gaze swept across the crystal monument and indeed found the mission with the same number. The contents were exactly the same as what Mu Xian Yun had said, so he nodded his head and did not say anything.

When they arrived at the stone platform, everyone handed over their nameplates and accepted the mission without a hitch.

"Okay, even though we accepted this mission, other people can also accept it, so we need to hurry. The Blood Wire Fruit grows on the Rock Tuo Mountain not far from the Sect, so it is not hard to find. The only problem is that the Black Cloud Butterflies like the Blood Wire Fruit. Therefore, wherever there are Blood Wire Fruits, there will definitely be a flock of Black Cloud Butterflies. Therefore, I asked a good friend and borrowed a bottle of Spirit Attraction Powder. It can temporarily distract the Black Cloud Butterflies. Therefore, when the time comes, we will split into two groups. Junior Mei, Senior Wu, you two will be responsible for drawing away the group of butterflies. Senior Du, Junior Bai, and I will quickly pick the Blood Wire Fruit. "Once they left the Duty Hall, Mu Xian Yun immediately spoke with a serious tone.

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