After thinking for a long time, Liu Ming finally thought of a way to deal with the mysterious bubble.
The first method was to imitate the process of passing the bubble by luck and hope to borrow the White Bone Scorpion's Miasma to pass the bubble.
However, this method was extremely dangerous. If he was not careful, there was a high chance that he would become a ghost.
Even if he was willing to take the risk, there were too many uncertainties.
For example, how could he be sure that there was a large amount of Miasma nearby when the bubble burst? Otherwise, the little bit of Miasma in the Cultivating Soul Bag would not be enough.
Moreover, how could he be sure that the White Bone Scorpion would burst out with that strange ghost face again and absorb Miasma to smoothly pass to him …...
All of this made Liu Ming think for a moment before deciding to use this method as a last resort.
After thinking about it repeatedly, he felt that the most reliable method was to think of all ways to increase his cultivation level.
After all, every time he increased his cultivation level, his Fa Li would increase by several times.
If he could advance to a Late Spirit Apostle before the next bubble burst, the Fa Li in his body should be enough to satisfy the next absorption.
As long as the bubble had enough Fa Li to absorb, it would not take away his lifespan. Furthermore, it would allow him to enter the mysterious space and have a large amount of time to practice various secret techniques.
However, becoming a Late Spirit Apostle was not easy.
Even though this was a blessing in disguise, allowing the Fa Li in his body to become even purer, if he wanted to advance to the next realm, he was afraid that it would still take close to two years.
Moreover, the time between the appearance of the mysterious bubble was only half a year. With such a long time, he would not be able to make it in time.
Since this was the case, he could only think of pills that could increase his Fa Li.
Although the Fa Li obtained from external sources was not stable and would affect his future advancement, the bubble itself had the effect of purifying Fa Li, so he did not have to worry too much about this.
Thus, the only problem now was how to obtain pills that could increase Fa Li.
Just using Contribution Points to exchange for pills was definitely not enough. Moreover, it was fine to exchange for pills once or twice, but if he frequently exchanged for pills from the Sect, it would be too eye-catching and would most likely bring him a lot of trouble.
Since this was the case, he could only go to other places outside of the Sect to buy pills or simply learn alchemy.
Of these two methods, one was a short-term solution, while the other was a long-term strategy.
When Liu Ming recalled that the former required spirit stones and the latter was difficult to learn, he couldn't help but grin.
Especially the latter, with the rarity of alchemists, even if he wanted to learn, he had no way to do so.
However, this was a matter of life and death. Even if it was extremely difficult, he had to brace himself and do it.
With this thought in mind, Liu Ming naturally did not continue to stay in his room to train. Instead, he headed straight for the peak of the Nine Infants Mountain.
For him, the fastest way to obtain Spirit Stones was to complete Sect missions.
Before that, he planned to learn a few new spells, and then refine a better quality Soul Shackling Chain.
After all, if he wanted to earn more Spirit Stones, he would have to accept some of the more dangerous Sect missions. Naturally, he would have to make more preparations.
Two hours later, when Liu Ming left the peak of the mountain, he had the "Spider Silk Spell", "Icicle Spell", and "Mud Sand Spell" on him.
However, he did not return to his residence. Instead, he flew directly to the main peak of the Sect.
Not long after, he found himself in a gloomy black hall. He stood in the center of the hall in front of a grey formation. He had just received the nameplate from a tall and skinny man.
"Remember, you only paid 20 Contribution Points, which means you can only stay in the Soul Pond for eight hours. If you don't come out after that time, the cost will be doubled." The tall and skinny man said coldly. He waved the nameplate in his hand at the formation next to him.
Immediately, the entire formation rumbled and several streaks of black air rushed out of it.
Without saying anything, Liu Ming stepped into the formation.
As soon as the runes around the formation appeared, his figure disappeared amid a burst of fluctuations.
The next moment, when Liu Ming opened his eyes, he found himself in a huge cave.
The cave was about one hundred acres in size. In the center, there was a black pond with a diameter of more than one hundred feet. Streaks of black air kept coming out of the pond.
Liu Ming took a deep breath. Suddenly, he felt a familiar smell in the air.
Without hesitation, he walked to the edge of the Soul Pond. After glancing at the inky black pond, he took out a black stone the size of a fist. He wrapped it tightly with a thin crystal silk and threw it into the pond. He grabbed the iron ring on the other end of the silk and sat down with his legs crossed.
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After several hours, Liu Ming reappeared in the grey formation with a satisfied expression. Once he left the hall, he flew back to his residence without stopping.
Seven days later, when he left his residence again, not only had he mastered a few new skills, but the Soul Shackling Chain in his sleeve was also changed to a black chain that was several times thicker and shinier than before.
He rode his cloud straight to the Steward's Hall. After staying in front of the crystal monument for a while, he went to the stone platform and accepted three Sect missions that rewarded more Spiritual Stones. Then, he left alone.
Half a month later, when Liu Ming returned to the Steward's Hall with a tired face, he had completed all three missions. He received dozens of Contribution Points and hundreds of Spiritual Stones as rewards.
This caused a small commotion among the other disciples.
However, Liu Ming didn't care about this. He went back to his residence and slept for two days and two nights. Then, he reappeared at the Steward's Hall full of energy. After accepting a few missions that rewarded more Spiritual Stones, he flew out of the Sect again.
Just like this, time passed day by day. In the blink of an eye, five months had passed.
During this time, Liu Ming almost completely gave up on cultivating. Instead, he used an astonishing efficiency to sweep through the various middle difficulty missions on the crystal monument. His accumulated Contribution Points and Spiritual Stones also increased at a frightening rate. In the blink of an eye, he had accumulated nearly six to seven hundred Contribution Points and three thousand Spiritual Stones.
During this time, he naturally encountered many strange dangers, but he was lucky enough to escape unscathed.
The White Bone Scorpion and the Wind Blade Technique that he had cultivated to the Perfection Level were naturally the greatest guarantee of his safety.
During this time, Liu Ming didn't team up with anyone and always completed these missions by himself. Therefore, in the entire Sect, other than Calan, who knew that he had a Warrior Level ghost, the others were shocked at the astonishing speed at which he completed the missions. However, they couldn't figure out his true strength.
Of course, there were even more people who looked at this newly famous "Mission Madman" as if they were looking at a joke.
From their point of view, a new disciple who didn't honestly cultivate and instead spent most of his time on missions was naturally an extremely stupid method of neglecting the essentials and pursuing the ends.
Liu Ming didn't care about any of this. Other than using a large portion of his Contribution Points to exchange for a few Fa Li increasing pills from the Sect to make up for the fact that he didn't cultivate these past few days, he didn't use any of his Spiritual Stones even once.
However, on this day, Liu Ming didn't continue to do missions. Instead, after leaving his residence, he directly flew out of the mountain gate.
After a while, he quietly landed on top of a small mountain. There were already a dozen or so male and female disciples waiting there.
Among them, most of them were new disciples that weren't even twenty years old. Some of them were whispering to each other while others were excitedly looking around. Among them, there was a man and a woman that caused Liu Ming's gaze to freeze.
It was Lei Zhen and the petite girl that was also from the Heaven's Secret Mountain Faction.
These two people were currently discussing something in a low voice and clearly didn't notice Liu Ming's arrival.
Seeing this, Liu Ming didn't take the initiative to greet them. Instead, he silently walked to the side and also waited.
After a while, a clear cry suddenly came from the distant sky. Following this, a huge black eagle flew over from the distant sky. After a while, it arrived in the sky above the mountain peak.
The huge black eagle folded its wings and landed on the mountain peak with a fishy wind. From its back, two girls wearing different clothing, one blue and one green, jumped down.
"Huh, why isn't it Martial Uncle Zhang … Isn't that Senior Qian, who is ranked fifth on the Lunar Monument?" After the people on the mountain peak saw the two girls' faces clearly, there was an immediate uproar. Quite a few people revealed a trace of surprise, but at the same time, there were a few older Barbarian Ghost Sect disciples that recognized the identity of the blue-clothed girl and were even more shocked.
Once Liu Ming heard the words "Lunar Monument", he also shivered and looked at the two girls.
He only saw the older blue-clothed girl. She had a slender body, an oval face, and a rather beautiful appearance. On her back was a long white sword. The green-clothed girl beside her looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old. She had a baby face and a head full of small braids. She appeared extremely cute, but in her hands was a rectangular bag that seemed to be extremely heavy.
"Martial Uncle Zhang has something important to do and can't lead the team this time. The Sect has given me the mission to go to Wei Zhou Market. Everyone has already paid their Contribution Points at the Duty Hall, so they can join the team. If you regret now, you can return half of your Contribution Points. If not, we can go on our way. " The blue-clothed girl's gaze swept across the people on the mountain peak as she spoke indifferently. Although her voice wasn't loud, everyone heard her clearly.
It was clear that this was the "Senior Qian".
Everyone looked at each other in dismay, but naturally, no one stood out.
"Since there are no problems, let's go now. Cui Er, release the Misty Boat!"
"Yes, Senior."
The green-clothed girl on the side heard what was said and immediately responded in a crisp voice. She placed the bag on the ground and took out a light yellow scroll from her sleeve. After opening it, she placed it flat on the ground.
Liu Ming looked at it with rapt attention. He saw that on the scroll, there was a blurred image of a huge yellow boat. The surroundings were filled with mist, making it impossible for people to see it clearly.
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