Practice Manual

Chapter 45 The Red Dust Trial
In the bamboo forest, Shen Bing heard the words and couldn't help but stagnate.

Murong Yuan saw that his precious apprentice looked nervous, so he didn't continue to ask.

At this age, it is normal for a girl to have a little privacy.

Men and women are different, he is a male master, so it is not easy to ask too much about many things, and it is not easy to intervene too much.

What's more, she has not been a teacher for a long time, and the relationship between the master and the apprentice is not deep, and they are still in the stage of understanding each other.

Every time at this time, he would think that it would be more convenient in many cases if he had a mistress.

When he thought of this, he thought of his little friend Xue Ping who had disappeared.

In the past, Xue Ping would always make fun of him as an old bachelor.

Murong Yuan felt a little sad when he thought of his old friend.

He also didn't know why Xue Ping went to make a fuss in the imperial tomb, even disregarding the safety of the entire Xue family.

"Why is this?" Murong Yuan thought to himself.

He sighed, looked at Shen Banban and said, "Banban, come and sit down, I have something to tell you as a teacher."

The girl sat obediently beside her master and let out a long sigh of relief.

She just felt a bit like an adolescent girl who sneaked out to date someone in the middle of the night without telling her parents, and then got caught.

Scared people to death!

"In the Daoist League, a piece of information has recently been obtained. Due to some special reasons, monks below the fourth level are required to perform tasks."

"The old man thought about your lack of experience, and it is not a good thing to work behind closed doors, so he wanted to take you there."

"However, this experience is quite dangerous. You should practice quietly in the past few days and see if you can break through to the third level."

Shen Banban nodded and asked, "What does the master want the apprentice to do?"

Murong Yuan looked at her and asked a question with a serious face.

"Do you know the former state religion, the Red Dust Sect?"

Shen Bian heard the words, his face froze.

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In Kyoto, in Situ Yu's private house.

Lu Qing got up early in the morning and practiced his sword under the tree as usual.

It's just that there is one more audience in the booth today, senior sister Guan Yin.

Situ Yu is still not at home today, and he doesn't know what he is busy with all day long.

Master Gu Yinyu sat in the pavilion as usual, quietly watching Lu Qing practice his sword.

No matter how he tried his best, madly implying that he lacked a natal sword, she was unmoved and insisted not to refine it for him.

Lu Qing's stubbornness was also stimulated.

You can't leave the master craftsman at home alone, and go outside to find a way to get an even inferior sword embryo, right?

The natal sword is the most important thing for a sword repairer, so don't be careless!

I don't believe it anymore, seeing that my master has made great progress in the way of swordsman, he still can't bear to practice swords for me!
Inside the pavilion, Guan Yin watched Lu Qing use his finger as a sword, making the sound of piercing the air under the tree, and felt his scalp go numb.

"The first trick, I haven't seen it before."

"The second trick, I haven't seen it before."

"The third trick, I taught it."

"The fourth trick, I haven't seen it before."

Damn it, he won't really deduce a set of swordsmanship, will he?

Lu Qing has deduced this set of nameless sword skills to the No. 20 move.

He called it "Sword 21" (temporary name version).

After all, it has to change its name every time it deduces a trick.

Guan Yin even had an absurd but reasonable thought: "I want to learn!"

I saw that after Lu Qing performed No. 20, he stopped practicing sword under the tree, but came to sit in the pavilion.

He looked at Guan Yin's natal sword beside him, and exaggerated his acting skills: "Hey, could this be the super-grade natal sword [Green Snake] that master himself refined for his senior sister!"

Guan Yin looked at this incomprehensible junior, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, but he also felt amused in his heart.

In fact, she was also very puzzled, why didn't Master start refining sword embryos for him?
Gu Yinyu on the side seemed to have never heard of it, and she didn't know if she really didn't hear his hint, or if she didn't care at all.

Guan Yin rested her chin on one hand, looked at Gu Yinyu who had a cold demeanor, and said, "Master, in half a decade's time it will be the selection of the saintess [Red Dust Trial] of my Hong Chen sect, won't you go with me?"

Gu Yinyu shook her head without thinking about it.

This made Guan Yin feel that he was a fake apprentice again.

When others participated in the trial of the world of mortals, it is estimated that a group of people followed them, and they cared a lot.

Looking at Master again, he didn't mean anything like that at all.

"I'm afraid I have worshiped a fake teacher." The girl thought to herself.

Lu Qing was listening on the sidelines, paying attention in his heart: "The trial of the world of mortals?"

He knew that his senior sister was one of the candidates for the contemporary saint of Hongchen Sect.

According to what she said, there are six candidates for the saintess, and the saintess will be selected in the near future.

"It seems that this so-called trial of the world of mortals is a test."

Just listening to Guan Yin's continued entanglement, he said: "Master, you can go with me, the experience is dangerous, what if I die."

Speaking of it, she actually has a lot of confidence in herself, but she can feel at ease with the teacher at her side.

Gu Yinyu's eyes were fixed on Lu Qing, and after hearing Guan Yin's reluctance, she finally nodded slowly, expressing that she would go with her.

Guan Guan immediately smiled and said: "The trial of the world of mortals is presided over by the uncle. I haven't seen the uncle for many years."

The uncle she was referring to was Ye Luonan, the leader of Hongchen Sect.

Lu Qing was also very curious about this rare eighth-level powerhouse.

But I think there will be a chance to meet in the future.

In the next few days, Lu Qing was busy cultivating, occasionally going to the Dao League to gain a sense of presence.

At present, he is really just a name in the Dao League, and he has never thought about going to the office to receive tasks and earn Dao points.

The master in the family is a master craftsman, not to mention rich as an enemy, that is to say, he has hundreds of millions of dollars.

I'm such a big second-generation cultivator, do I have to work hard to do the task?
Wouldn't it be fine if I licked Master at home?
Lu Qing's goal has never been the outer court of the Dao League, but the inner court.

At night, he sat cross-legged on the bed.

"The Qilin girl still didn't come today." He muttered to himself, but he didn't care.

Sword spirit root is very concerned in the Dao League, and he has become a teacher of the leader Murong, so he thinks he will not be as free as himself.

In the past few days, he has not focused his energy on body training, but has been working hard on punching the orifices.

Now, he needs to punch four to five times before he can successfully open an acupoint.

But the number of his current acupoints has reached a terrifying 64!
This number has already exceeded Guanyin.

You must know that Guan Yin refined the black beast and opened up many additional acupoints when he was in the second realm.

As a Xuanxiu, Lu Qing has opened 64 orifices before refining the monster that contains the power of the ancients, which is rare in the world!
"This is far from my limit." Lu Qing thought to himself.

"It's just that, judging from the current situation, it seems that as long as I want to, I can break through to the fixed soul state at any time."

"Well, it feels a bit like pressing the realm."

There is no way, he has too many orifices, and the true energy contained in his body is much more vigorous than that of ordinary body quenching.

"If I hit Liu Jiang around now, he will definitely fly out of the wall of the outer courtyard." Lu Qing estimated his own strength using him as a unit of measurement.

Another day passed, and there were only seven days left before the trial of the world of mortals.

Gu Yinyu and Guan Yin set off for the trial site together, leaving Lu Qing alone in the mansion, like a left-behind child, it was so boring.

But in the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door in his room, and someone outside the door called softly, "Master."

Lu Qing knew that it was Qilin girl who came to double cultivation, so he stood up and opened the door for her.

Shen Banban is still the same, with white clothes like snow.

The night wind blew by, and she could still smell the faint fragrance of her body. It felt like...it came after taking a bath.

"Come in." Lu Qing said.

Following the old rules, he took out the futon from his storage belt and threw it to Shen Banwan.

Like a maid making a bed for herself, she carefully found a place to put the futon on the ground and moved it several times.

Lu Qing vaguely felt: "It seems that the position this time is closer to the bed than last time?"

Before performing the unscrupulous double cultivation, Shen Banban looked up at Lu Qing who was sitting on the bed, and said, "My lord, Banban has something to tell you."

"Oh? Tell me." Lu Qing looked down at this pure desire girl from the bed.

"Young master, do you know about the trial of the world of mortals?"

Lu Qing: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)