Demon's Diary

Chapter 1350: Demons Dancing indiscriminately
As a result, in less than a moment, in the huge manor not far away, the two attic-sized gates that were originally closed suddenly opened.

A ball of blue light shot out from it, and after a few flashes, it flew over the mountain where Liu Ming was.

The blue light faded away, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man in a blue brocade robe.

But seeing that he looks only 50 to [-] years old, but his cheeks are sunken, and his head is already full of white hair. His cultivation base is about the late stage of Tianxiang Realm, but there is still a lot of distance from the Dzogchen Realm.

He held a black talisman in his hand, which was exactly the one that Liu Ming sacrificed before.

At this moment, his gaze towards Liu Ming was full of surprise and uncertainty. After looking up and down a few times, he asked in a deep voice:
"Who are you, and why do you have this talisman?"

Liu Ming opened his eyes, stood up calmly, bowed his hands to the white-haired middle-aged man in mid-air, and said lightly:

"Xia Liuming, I came here to ask to see the Patriarch of the Qing Family."

"I am Qing Cong, the Patriarch of the Qing Clan. If you want to see me, just say what you want." The white-haired middle-aged man said calmly.

"It turns out that your Excellency is the Patriarch of the Qing Family. I really disrespect you! I came here on this trip just to recognize my ancestors and return to my clan." Liu Ming nodded, revealing his original expression, and then said with a solemn expression.

"Oh, I don't know what your Excellency means by "recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan"?" The white-haired middle-aged man's eyes flashed, his expression eased a little, and he continued to ask.

"I am an old person who has a lot of connections with the Qing family. As for the details, please ask the owner to read this letter." Liu Ming said, raising his sleeve robe, and a letter flew out of it , flew towards the white-haired middle-aged man.

The white-haired middle-aged man reached out to take the letter suspiciously, and glanced at it:
"The Patriarch of the Qing Clan personally sends a message!"

In addition to these big magic words on the envelope, there was also a symbol that seemed weird and abnormal. Seeing this scene, his heart couldn't help trembling slightly.

Then he took a deep breath and opened his mouth to silently recite a series of obscure incantations.

The next moment, the weird symbol on the envelope in his hand suddenly lit up, and a series of small characters flew out of it, and sank into the forehead of the white-haired middle-aged man at an incredible speed, disappearing without a trace.

The white-haired middle-aged man was startled for a moment, then his expression changed immediately, and he said to Liu Ming with a strange look on his face:
"It turns out that your Excellency is the descendant of the Motian Patriarch, hurry up and tell me!"

Then he turned sideways and made a "please" gesture.

"Thank you Patriarch." Liu Ming was not polite, stood up directly, cupped his hands at the white-haired middle-aged man, and then swaggered towards the gate of the manor.

The white-haired middle-aged man flipped over with one hand and took out a communication array. After moving his lips a few times quickly, he put the array away and flew towards the gate as well.

Inside the manor, the first thing that catches the eye is a huge elongated square with rows of bluestone buildings on both sides. It looks a bit old, but it is quite elegant.

In the center of the square, stands a sculpture of a masked man in a long robe. His head is slightly raised, revealing a pair of sharp eyes, looking at the void in the distance, as if he wants to see through the sky at a glance. .

Behind the statue is a rather magnificent large palace.

Under the leadership of the Patriarch of the Qing Family, Liu Ming walked slowly along the square towards the palace.

Although the guards of the Qing family who were dressed in green armor didn't know Liu Ming, they didn't dare to ask any more questions when they saw the polite look on the faces of the Patriarch of the Qing family beside him.

Not long after, the two walked into the palace one after the other, and went straight into a hall.

The hall is quite bright, with no one on the main seat in the middle, and there is a painting hanging on the wall behind it. In the painting, a man in a black robe is also covering his face, looking straight ahead. It is obviously the same as the sculpture on the manor square before. the same person.

At the bottom of the two sides of the main seat, there are still two men and a woman sitting at the moment.

When the three of them saw the white-haired middle-aged man coming in, they stood up one after another, bowed their hands to the middle-aged man, and called him "Patriarch".

Qing Cong waved to the three of them, signaling that there is no need to be too polite, and then led Liu Ming forward.

All three looked at Liu Ming behind them with a little surprise.

Liu Ming was also looking at them at the moment, and with just a sweep of his gaze, he had a panoramic view of the appearance of the three of them.

On the left and right sides of the main seat are a strong man with a bald head and a man with loose hair wearing half a silver mask.

And next to the man with loose hair, there was also a woman in blue shirt with a slender figure and a black mole between her eyebrows.

The bald man and the masked man are both in the mid-stage of Tianxiang, while the green-clothed woman is in the early stage of Tianxiang.

"The purpose of summoning all the elders here temporarily this time is actually to announce something." Qing Cong, a white-haired middle-aged man, pointed at the bald man's lower hand, motioned for Liu Ming to sit down, and appeared in front of him in a blink of an eye. He sat on the chief seat and said so in his mouth.

The three young parents and elders seemed a little puzzled. They looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to the white-haired middle-aged man again, as if they were waiting for his next words.

"This Fellow Daoist Liu Ming is a descendant of our ancestor Mo Tian who lived in other continents. Now that his cultivation has reached the sky, it is a great blessing for the family to come back to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan. I don't know, Fellow Daoist Liu. Do you not want to be the elder of your clan?" Qing Cong glanced at the three of them, and then announced calmly, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

"Patriarch, although our Qing family is not as old as the four great families, it is still a big family in this Tibetan state. Now an unknown person suddenly appeared, and he will take the position of elder of the clan as soon as he arrives , I think this matter is inappropriate." Before Liu Ming could speak, the man with half a silver mask stood up and said so.

"I think this matter involves the rise and fall of the ancestors, so it is not appropriate to act hastily. I hope the patriarch will verify her identity before making a decision." The woman in green shirt also stood up and said with a glance at Liu Ming.

"As far as I know, the ancestor Motian disappeared tens of thousands of years ago. It's really strange that his descendant suddenly appeared after many years." The bald strong man touched his bald head, obviously not believing it.

"The elders are not unreasonable to be worried, but first let's see what this is?" Qing Cong seemed to have expected that the three of them would raise doubts, flipped over with one hand unhurriedly, and a black talisman flashed out suspended in mid-air.

However, the surface of this talisman was surrounded by rays of light, and black runes of different sizes circulated continuously on the surface.

The three of them looked at the sky in unison, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"I have verified that this is the Motian Token Talisman. According to the ancestors of the Qing family, this token can only be activated by those of the direct bloodline of the Motian ancestor. I don't think I need to say more about the rest." Qing Cong said expressionlessly.

Seeing what the Patriarch said, the bald man's face was a little relaxed, as if he believed it, and then he turned his head and nodded slightly to Liu Ming.

The woman in the green shirt glanced at the masked man at the side, but said nothing.

"Patriarch, wait a minute! According to rumors, the Ancestor Motian cultivated Tongxuan back then, and his illusion skills were even more superb. Since your Excellency is the descendant of the Ancestor Motian, you must have his true inheritance. Why don't you compete with me at the martial arts stage?" If I can beat Qing Songzi in one match, I have nothing to say. Otherwise, I think your Excellency should not talk nonsense about descendants here, so as not to slander the great reputation of the ancestor Motian." The masked man said unceremoniously Then, his eyes swept across the faces of everyone, and finally fell on Liu Ming.

"I also agree with Elder Qingsongzi's proposal. Our Ten Thousand Demons Continent respects the strong, so we ask the Patriarch to decide." The woman in the green shirt turned to Qing Cong and said.

Seeing this, the bald man didn't say much, and also looked at Liu Ming.

"That's fine, but I don't know what Liu Daoyou thinks?" Qing Cong turned to look at Liu Ming, although the tone of his mouth was asking, but the meaning behind his words was clearly revealed.

"Since Elder Qingsongzi is willing to teach you, I will teach you your best advice." Liu Ming smiled and agreed directly.

"Very good, choosing a date is worse than bumping into it, how about going to the martial arts arena right now?" Seeing that Liu Ming didn't even think about it, Qing Songzi agreed, with the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

Liu Ming naturally had no objection, and immediately walked out of the hall under the leadership of the Patriarch of the Qing family.

Not long after, a few people came to a corner of the manor, a rather wide open space, where stood a square platform that was two people high above the ground.

Around the platform, four clan disciples in blue robes were scattered in the four corners of the platform, each holding a formation flag in their hands.

In addition, many Qing family disciples seemed to have received the news in advance, and they were gathering here from all directions. In a short time, no less than hundreds of people gathered.

"Liu Daoyou, if it's too late to regret it now, once you step into the martial arts arena, it will be too late to regret it." The man with disheveled hair glanced at Liu Ming and said.

"Elder Qingsongzi, please." Liu Ming made a gesture of invitation towards the ring, and smiled as if he had never heard the man's words.

Seeing this, the man with disheveled hair let out a cold snort, the evil spirit on his face flashed away, his toes turned into a blue light, and jumped onto the martial arts platform.

Liu Ming's body flashed with black light, and he also appeared on the fighting stage with a series of afterimages.

Seeing that Liu Ming and the man with disheveled hair had arrived, the disciples of the Qing family in the four corners of the platform began to mutter words, and their mana was continuously submerged into the utensils in their hands.

In a short while, a cyan glow flew out from around the platform, intertwined in mid-air, forming a giant cyan mask, enveloping the entire arena.

"Qing Gu, you will be the referee for this battle." Qing Cong glanced over the two on the field, and said calmly.

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of a bald man appeared in the air, and then a voice like a bell came into the ears of everyone present:

"According to the Qing Clan's rules, there are no restrictions on the martial arts arena. Unless one side voluntarily admits defeat, I will never stop it. I wonder if you two have anything else to say?"

(End of this chapter)