Liu Ming looked at the unconscious, fair skinned youth at his feet and couldn't help but let out a light sigh.
A fight between cultivators was indeed different from other fights that he had experienced before. A seemingly simple icicle attack could unexpectedly produce unexpected changes.
Moreover, his opponent was a Middle Spirit Apostle who didn't seem to have practiced many secret techniques.
If it was another Spirit Apostle who had cultivated for a longer period of time or had practiced more profound secret techniques, wouldn't it be even more difficult for Liu Ming to deal with?
Liu Ming thought like this and slightly moved his shoulders. Without any hesitation, he began to search the items on the three people on the ground.
After a careful search, he found three practitioner weapons, thirty or so Spirit Stones, a bottle and a half of Pills of Fasting, and a mess of materials. Among them were things that looked like herbs and some unknown beast bones.
Liu Ming packed all of these items together and put them on his shoulder. Then, he flew in the direction of the Barbarian Ghost Sect.
Half a day later, when he once again entered the second floor of the Sect's Duty Hall, there were already quite a few people in the hall. However, less than half of them were crowded in front of the crystal tablet that was used to issue missions. They were pointing and discussing something.
When Liu Ming saw this, he couldn't help but feel that it was a bit strange. However, he didn't hurry over and instead walked to the other side of the stone table.
He placed the fish basket on the stone table.
A middle aged Deacon immediately looked inside and nodded his head in approval.
"Not bad, it really is an Eagle Beak Fish. Although Junior Bai is young, he has completed quite a few missions recently. I have high hopes for Junior. In the future, try harder. "
The middle aged Deacon said as he took the nameplate that Liu Ming handed over. He pointed a golden rod at the nameplate and threw out a small cloth bag filled with Spirit Stones.
"Many thanks for Senior's auspicious words. That's right, what new missions have appeared recently? Why are there so many Seniors gathered there? "Liu Ming picked up the nameplate and the cloth bag and asked with a smile.
"Keke, this is because Uncle-Master Zhang of the Poison Spirit Faction needs a few disciples to look after his furnaces. Let's not talk about the amount of contribution points, but the additional reward is that he is willing to give them pointers on alchemy. That's why so many people are tempted. After all, Martial Uncle Zhang is our Barbarian Ghost Sect's number one alchemist. If we are able to learn a thing or two about alchemy from him, I'm afraid that we will benefit endlessly for the rest of our lives. But it has to be able to satisfy Uncle Zhang first! " The middle-aged deacon chuckled, but a look of disapproval flashed across his face.
"Senior Brother, could it be that there are other mysteries in this?" Liu Ming's heart stirred when he heard this.
"Ha ha! Junior Brother, you can go back and see what kind of disciples are preparing to accept the mission," the middle-aged administrator said with a smile.
When Liu Ming heard this, he was naturally a little surprised. He couldn't help but look back.
After a while, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise. However, the middle-aged deacon continued calmly, "That's right.
The middle-aged deacon calmly continued, "In the past, Uncle-Master Zhang has issued a few similar missions. Who knows how many disciples have accepted the mission, but no one has actually completed it. The disciples who accepted the mission, other than being scolded by Uncle-Master Zhang and wasting a few months of time, did not gain anything from alchemy. Therefore, when this mission appeared again, the slightly older disciples completely ignored it. Ha ha, only the younger juniors have the hope of becoming alchemists and are willing to give it a try. "
"So that's how it is. Thank you for your guidance, Senior." Liu Ming suddenly understood.
Although the deacon didn't say much, he could tell that this Uncle-Master Zhang of the Poison Spirit Faction wasn't easy to deal with. Naturally, he gave up on the idea of accepting the mission.
If he failed, it would be fine. But if he wasted a few months of time, it wouldn't be worth it.
Of course, he had already heard from others that alchemists, array masters, spiritual plants, spiritual beasts, and blacksmiths were highly sought after in the world of cultivation. The rarest of them all, alchemists, were practically indispensable to a Sect.
However, deep down in his heart, he was still quite interested in alchemists.
After all, if he was an alchemist himself, he could have refined the Giant Green Rat's meat into pills and maximized its effects.
As Liu Ming thought about this, he turned around and left the stone platform. However, when he passed by the crystal tablet, he paused and quickly found the mission issued by Uncle-Master Zhang.
Just as the middle-aged deacon had said, becoming a Furnace Fire disciple for three months would earn him a hundred Contribution Points. He would also be able to receive pointers on alchemy. However, there was an additional condition. If he didn't receive Uncle-Master Zhang's approval, he wouldn't receive any of the rewards.
Liu Ming grinned and immediately left the hall on the second floor. He walked out of the Duty Hall and flew back to his residence.
In the next two months, Liu Ming didn't leave the Nine Infants Mountain and wholeheartedly cultivated the Dark Bone Method.
On this day, Liu Ming, who was cultivating in his room, suddenly felt his body become lighter. A feeling that made his heart and soul tremble violently surged out from his Dantian. He couldn't help but open his mouth and let out a long howl.
The howl was abnormally deep, as if it was a giant wave that never stopped. It continued for the time it took to drink half a cup of tea before finally stopping.
At this time, Liu Ming's face was full of surprise as he looked at his entire body and felt the abundant Fa Li in his body.
He had impressively cultivated the second level of the Dark Bone Method and became a Middle Spirit Apostle.
At the same time, in a large hall on the Nine Infants Mountain, the middle-aged scholar heard the faint howl outside the hall suddenly stop. He immediately smiled at the man with loose hair who was sitting cross-legged across from him and said:
"Hearing the intensity of the howl, it seems that one of our faction's disciples has successfully advanced to the Middle Spirit Apostle Stage. This can be considered a joyous matter. Perhaps, this is a sign that the matter we discussed will be smooth sailing. "
"I hope so. No one would have thought that a casual action that year would actually bring such a great opportunity to our faction. However, the more it is like this, I'm afraid that those two old fellows are even more unwilling to fulfill the agreement. "Hearing this, Zhu Chi replied with a bitter smile.
"Hmph, unless they really don't care about the face of the Nine Enlightenment Mountain, they were the ones who brought up this matter. If they go back on their word now, I want to see what those two old fellows will say." Hearing this, Martial Aunt Zhong, who was also sitting cross-legged to the side, immediately raised her eyebrows and said.
"Go back on our word? The two of them are Spirit Masters who have been famous for many years. They won't do such a thing. However, if they raise other conditions regarding the method of distribution, we won't be able to forcefully reject them. "Zhu Chi slowly replied.
"What, Junior Zhu, what news did you receive?" Hearing this, Gui Ru Quan's eyes narrowed as he asked.
"Yes, before I came here, I just received a letter from a disciple of the Nine Enlightenment Mountain. Senior Gui and Junior Zhong, why don't you take a look?" Zhu Chi sighed as he spoke. With a flip of his hand, he suddenly took out a light yellow leather scroll and threw it to the Confucian scholar.
After Gui Ru Quan caught it, he hurriedly opened it and looked at it.
In the end, after looking at it for a while, his face couldn't help but become gloomy.
Seeing this, Martial Aunt Zhong's heart was somewhat astonished.
"Junior, you should also take a look." The Confucian scholar finally handed the leather scroll over to the Martial Aunt Zhong and closed his eyes as if he was thinking about something.
"What, they actually want to fight to distribute the Spirit Fruits? Moreover, only disciples who have entered the sect for less than three years can participate. Isn't this bullying us new disciples who have only cultivated for a short period of time? Moreover, the Nine Enlightenment Mountain has always been famous for their puppet techniques. As long as a disciple has one or two powerful puppets, their strength will naturally immediately increase. How can our disciples compete with them! "After Martial Aunt Zhong finished reading the letter, she suddenly became angry.
"However, the Spirit Fruit Trees are already under their control. Furthermore, according to what I know, the new disciples of the Nine Enlightenment Mountain are only a year ahead of us. They also promised that the disciples who participate in the competition will not use puppets above rank three, so we can't completely reject them. "Zhu Chi said.
"But this time, we only have a total of five new disciples. Among them, only Xiao Feng has just advanced to a Middle Spirit Apostle. How are the others going to fight against them?" Martial Aunt Zhong said anxiously.
Hearing this, Zhu Chi's eyebrows furrowed.
"Hmph, since they proposed the conditions, there is naturally room for negotiation. Competing with all of them for five rounds is definitely not possible. Write back and say that there will be three rounds. This way, no matter how bad we are, we will still be able to obtain a third of the Spirit Fruits. "Gui Ru Quan finally opened his eyes and snorted as he spoke.
"Three rounds? That's not a bad idea! With Feng Er's strength, there is at least a seventy to eighty percent chance of winning one round. "Hearing this, Zhu Chi's face revealed a trace of happiness.
"But what about the other two rounds? Who do we send? Are we just going to give up like this?" Martial Aunt Zhong still said unwillingly.
"As for the remaining two people, Yu Cheng has been training very hard recently, so count him in. As for the other person, that disciple called Bai Cong Tian, didn't he already become a Beginning Spirit Apostle half a year ago? Even if he is not strong now, his Fa Li should have increased. Adding on the fact that he has quite a bit of experience in competing with others, count him in. Even if the two of them lose, it doesn't matter. If one of them wins, then we will have made a big profit. "Gui Ru Quan thought for a while before coming to a decision.
Hearing this, Zhu Chi nodded his head. Martial Aunt Zhong thought for a while and could only reluctantly agree.
Thus, after the three of them discussed for a while, Gui Ru Quan immediately took out a blank leather scroll and quickly wrote a reply. Then, he summoned a disciple and gave it to him.
A moment later, a gray cloud flew out from Nine Infant Mountain and directly left the Barbarian Ghost Sect. It flew in a certain direction.
Half a month later, Liu Ming, who was in his room comprehending the Spirit Communication Technique, suddenly heard a clear male voice come from outside the room.
"Is Junior Bai there? I have come on Master's orders to ask you to come up the mountain."
This voice was surprisingly Shi Chuan's voice.
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