Practice Manual

Chapter 33 Outside and Inside the Pavilion

Guan Yin wanted to use this to scare Lu Qing, but he nodded calmly and said, "So, am I also a member of Hongchen Sect now?"

He felt that Guan Yin would at least not lie about his master's identity, so it should be the truth.

"Ah?" Guan Yin was slightly stunned, and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Lu Qing shook his head.

He is really not afraid, he thinks it is nothing unusual, he has seen it a lot in TV dramas and novels.

And he has already done psychological construction.

He was involved in the case of Xue Ping, and his identity was a mystery while wearing a mask, but he was released from the prison.

If you want to say that you are of the same heart with Emperor An, and of the imperial court, I will only believe you!

"A remnant of the former state religion?" He chewed repeatedly in his heart, and then asked: "So, am I also a member of the Hongchen Sect now?"

"What is our teaching?"

"Are there any special canons?"

"By the way, do you want to overthrow the court? Do you want to rebel?"

Seeing Lu Qing calmly ask outrageous questions, Guan Yin couldn't help opening his mouth slightly.

This... is this the overthrow of the imperial court?
He not only substituted, but also over-substituted.

Guan Yin interrupted him and said: "I, Hongchen Sect, are female teachers, how can you join the Sect as a big man?"

"Huh? Female teacher?" Lu Qing was shocked, there is such a wonderful organization in the world.

"Really can't go in?" He asked.

"No." Guan Yin replied.

She may know that her image is not good, but she added firmly: "I really can't."

Lu Qing nodded, feeling a little lost.

His loss is not the kind of loss that the old color criticized.

The main reason is that he feels that relying on the organization has many benefits.

He's a little out of sorts now, and he's a disciple of the Hongchen sect, but he's not in the organization.

Inexplicably, it gives people a feeling of cannon fodder outside the Hongchen Sect.

After all, if something really happened, he didn't think that because he didn't join the religion, he wouldn't be beheaded.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be in a good mood because of this, Guan Yin immediately said: "It's okay, Junior Brother, Master and I are not ordinary congregants."

"Master is the sister-in-law of the leader. As for me, I am a little ordinary, but a candidate for the contemporary saint." She raised her head and chest, showing her plump figure.

Her appearance and demeanor are that of a young girl with aura, but her figure is like a plump and round young woman.

Tsk, very talented.

Lu Qing was not very happy when he heard the words.

"It's terrible. I'm obviously not a member of the church, but if I'm caught, because I have a close relationship with high-level officials, I might be tortured and tortured to extract a confession."

"Not only peripheral cannon fodder, but also cannon fodder for a bad death."

However, with so little information, Lu Qing could vaguely guess that the Hongchen Sect is very powerful.

The reason is simple. According to Xue Qing's memory, he knows that this is a world where men are superior to women.

In this case, a female teacher can become the former state religion!

——Such horrors, such horrors!
In Guan Yin's slightly stinky description, he learned that Gu Yinyu's bright identity is a master craftsman admired by all, Situ Yu is a fearsome jailer in the sky prison, and she is just a mediocre Strange cultivation genius.

Lu Qing nodded slightly, thinking that the senior sister had told everyone's details, which should have been instructed by the two masters.

To be exact, at this moment, the master Gu Yinyu is sitting in the pavilion not far away, and she should be able to hear the conversation between the two.

I saw that this cold woman was still just looking at Lu Qing from a distance, she didn't do anything, she didn't say anything.

She is like a painting, a beautiful painting.

This made Lu Qing feel that for the time being, his great master was only for viewing, but it seemed useless.

With this in mind, he looked at Guan Yin and asked another question.

"By the way, senior sister, I want to ask, am I considered talented in cultivation?" Lu Qing said.

He had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong, not to mention that Xue Qing's memory was fake, and he was not Xue Qing.In memory, Xue Qing is indeed of mediocre aptitude, but is this none of my business?
Guan Yin said in his heart: "You are more than talented, you are against the sky."

But based on the dignity and face of the senior sister, she still smiled and said: "It's pretty good, just a little bit worse than me."

Well, I have the power to blackmail beasts, and the future is limitless, this is not a lie.

I, Guan Yin, are not bad!
Lu Qing nodded, and said in his heart: "It really is."

He has already noticed that practice is too fucking easy for him.

Take Tongqiao as an example, the acupuncture point is similar to his old man, when he said to open it, it opened consciously.

The whole process is so heart-warming and heart-flying.

And in the past few days, he has been trying to improve his common sense.

He could already identify himself as Xuanxiu.

Of course, Xuanxiu is not worth mentioning. After all, the senior sister is Xuanxiu, the master is also Xuanxiu, and the uncle who is the leader of the Hongchen sect is definitely Xuanxiu.

Xuanxiu, nothing special.

——Only the second master is not.

Thinking of this, he thought that Situ Yu hadn't been to this house for the past two days.

It is estimated that he is busy wiping Lu Qing's ass these few days.

After all, a person was released from the sky prison, and a new identity had to be given to this person.

Lu Qing also wanted to ask her to dig out the sword marks and the Dao map in the prison after seeing her.

On the third day, Guan Yin also went to retreat.

The mortal trial for selecting a saint is coming soon, and she feels it's time to break through.

Now it's all over, in the empty mansion, only Lu Qing and Qing Leng, who doesn't like to say a word, are left, staring at each other.

Gu Yinyu was still the same, most of the time in a day, she was looking at Lu Qing from a distance.

Lu Qing felt a little uncomfortable at the beginning, and now he is completely used to it, all thanks to his thick skin.

As I said before, cultivators of the body training style will always feel that there is an endless energy in their body, and there is nowhere to vent it. Lu Qing is not so exaggerated, but there are some signs of this.

The sword moves he deduced have reached the No.17 style now, so when he has nothing to do today, he will use his fingers as swords and practice sword moves by the pavilion.

Fortunately, Guan Yin has already gone to retreat, otherwise, his jaw might drop from shock.

After all, the complete version of this ancient sword art only has thirteen moves, and I don't know how he forced it to seventeen moves.

As for Gu Yinyu, she was still sitting in the pavilion, quietly watching Lu Qing practicing sword skills outside the pavilion.

The teenager practiced over and over again, and she just watched it over and over again.

She watched the boy evolve from being unfamiliar at the beginning to becoming proficient later.

Although Lu Qing used his fingers as swords, he still felt fierce.

The autumn wind blows, and fallen leaves fall from the trees in the courtyard.

But before it landed, it was divided into two halves.

At the end of the practice, the boy's outer shirt was soaked with sweat, and the black hair on his forehead was also stained with beads of sweat.

But he never stopped and continued to practice.

Gu Yinyu looked at his new disciple, this quiet woman who was as cold as an iceberg, never said a word, and there was not much emotion in her eyes, but her eyes followed the boy's movements.

The house is very quiet, only the sound of the sword breaking through the air can be heard.

The more he practiced, the more doubts Lu Qing felt.

He felt that his hint was obvious enough.

The master is a rare master of refining weapons in the world.

Haven't you seen it, disciple, I lack a natal sword!

(End of this chapter)