The night is dustless.

He silently recited the Yin Yang Jue technique with a trying mentality, and the pure dark spiritual energy instantly rioted, flocking towards Lu Yu like moths to the flame.

It's like a magnetic mountain with extremely strong suction.

This discovery caused his emotions to fluctuate, and his strong spiritual power instantly dispersed. He could only helplessly open his eyes.

"It seems that you can't multitask during practice." Lu Yu shook his head, feeling tired suddenly. Too many things happened today. He turned over on the bed and fell asleep tiredly.

...

The next day, before dawn, Lu Yu suddenly woke up. He saw Yang Yi sitting in the room looking at him coldly.

"Senior Brother Yang! What are you..." Lu Yu was shocked and stood up quickly. Could it be that Yang Yi jumped over the wall and wanted to kill him directly and then find a way to get out of the crime? Impossible.

"Lu Yu, you don't have to pretend anymore, you must have already expected that I won't do anything to you in the sect." He snorted coldly and said viciously: "I never thought that a mortal like you could kill Yuan Rong.

But don’t think that this matter will go away like this. I will appoint you in the year-end competition. You will have your hands and feet cut off at that time, and you will not be able to live or die!" After saying that, he slammed the door and left.

Lu Yu frowned as he recalled the harsh words he left behind.

"What is the year-end competition?" He didn't know, so he simply stopped thinking about it. The most important thing at the moment was to improve his cultivation. This Yang Yi must be much better than Yuan Rong, otherwise he wouldn't be so arrogant.

Lu Yu looked at the sky and saw that it was still early. He lit the oil lamp and quickly opened the second book that Xia Qian'er asked him to read, "The Great Killing Weapon of Low-Level Monks - Talisman".

"The talisman is a Taoist method. It was first created by Taoists and has hundreds of wonderful uses."

Among those who cultivate immortality, those who cultivate swordsmanship are the most common, spiritual cultivators the least, and talisman cultivators are among them.

The spiritual power sealed in spiritual paper in various complex forms is called a talisman. The talisman can be cast instantly, and low-level talismans do not even require spiritual power to activate.

Since the spell is sealed in the paper, its power can only be exerted to sixty-seven out of ten, but the talismans are still expensive. If several talismans are suddenly thrown out at the same time, the opponent will definitely be in a hurry...

"The talismans are divided into three levels, and each level is divided into three levels.

Transmission talisman, primary level, auxiliary talisman. The content can be sealed in it and transmitted to the locked place. Materials: spiritual paper, sound sand.

Fire Talisman, the primary level, seals the flames of the fourth broken path within it, casts it instantly, and is very powerful. Materials: Spirit Paper, Flame Grass, Exploding Powder, Lizard Blood.

The moon blade talisman, the primary level, seals the moon blade of the seventh broken path in it, casts it instantly, is fast and difficult to dodge. Materials: spiritual paper, wood spirit juice, velvet flower, cunning fox blood..."

When Lu Yu saw this, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

I can't practice during the day, so why not learn something. If you want to improve your strength in the short term, you can't get the best results just by practicing hard. The "Detailed Interpretation of Elementary Formation" I read before and the book about talismans in my hand are both

It is a major that is of great benefit to monks. As the saying goes, "There are specializations in the arts." Since you can't practice all day long, you might as well use the extra time to delve into some other fields.

Lu Yu was still deep in thought when a cheerful voice came.

"Junior brother Lu, are you practicing? The yard is not small. I'm a guest. You won't be unwelcome, right?"

A familiar figure appeared in front of the door. Lu Yu quickly stood up and saw that it was Gao Jin.

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Gao, please come in."

Gao Jin laughed and strode towards Tianzi No. 7.

The young man in front of him left a good impression on him, but he didn't know why Mr. Ge asked him to monitor him. He was very strange when he thought of the sentence "You should watch that boy for me, especially if he doesn't lose his virginity."

How could a male disciple fall in love so easily? Although Lan Ling fell in love with him, he wouldn't be valued so much by his uncle.

He stopped thinking about it and looked at Lu Yu's clean and tidy cabin and praised it: "Yes, it seems that junior brother is a neat person."

Lu Yu smiled sheepishly and said, "Senior brother, you are so complimentary."

"Did you encounter difficulties in handling various things yesterday?" Gao Jin asked.

"Uh," Lu Yu thought for a while. He didn't know whether it was difficult for Senior Sister Lan Ling to be angry. He could only reply: "No, everything went smoothly."

"That's good. Senior brother is here mainly to tell you to practice quickly and don't let other factors affect the progress of your practice."

Lu Yu nodded and suddenly asked: "Senior brother, what is the year-end competition?"

Gao Jin was about to leave when he heard him ask this question and said curiously: "Huh? How do you know about the year-end competition?"

"Oh, a senior brother didn't like me and said he wanted to teach me a lesson at the year-end competition, so I wanted to know a little bit about it, and then I thought of asking senior brother Gao." Lu Yu said with a bitter look on his face.

"What? Which senior brother wants to teach you a lesson? What's going on?" Gao Jin had to pay attention to this matter. Mr. Ge meant to monitor and protect him. He couldn't let Lu Yu get hurt casually, otherwise the Liu family would know about it.

I definitely can't eat it and walk around.

"It's Senior Brother Yang Yi." Lu Yu replied.

"Yang Yi?" Gao Jin frowned. The forces within the Hehuan Sect were complex. In recent years, due to the scarcity of disciples, several elders and deacons have gone down to invite the surrounding cultivating families to send disciples to the sect to practice. This Yang Yi is Yu Guoyang.

The eldest son of the family.

This matter was difficult to handle, so Gao Jin quickly asked: "Junior brother, how did you provoke him?"

"Before I joined the sect, I often went up the mountain to deliver medicinal herbs. One time, Senior Sister Xia saw her and she asked me for Red Crisp Grass... Later, Senior Brother Yang misunderstood her." Lu Yu said innocently.

How could Gao Jin not understand? He secretly thought to himself that this boy was really good at flirting with women. Not only was he attracted by Lan Ling, but even the little witch would entangle him.

"The trouble here is getting a bit big. In this way, senior brother will tell you the rules of the year-end competition first. You can practice your cultivation for the time being, and I will come up with a solution for you later." Gao Jin thought for a while and said.

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother Gao." Lu Yu cupped his hand.

According to Gao Jin, the year-end competition is not only held by the Hehuan Sect, but other sects also hold similar events every year. The purpose is to encourage the disciples to practice quickly. The Hehuan Sect's competition is held at the end of every year, and all junior and intermediate disciples

You must participate in a fight to catch a pair of opponents, and you are not allowed to harm your fellow disciples, but there must be minor injuries and minor bumps.

The rules of the competition are simple. Disciples come forward in order to designate their opponents. The designated disciple has the right to refuse, but if he refuses, his spiritual stone reward will be deducted for one year. Although Lu Yu has no particularly obvious concept of spiritual stones,

But he knew that now that Yang Yi had put down his harsh words, he would never be able to refuse. Face is a small matter, but blood feud is a big deal.

Although Yuan Rong is dead, Lu Yu has not forgotten that kick.

The dignity lost and the humiliation suffered. Thinking back to that scene, Lu Yu trembled slightly.

He never wanted to experience the feeling of being stepped on for the second time in his life.

...

It was daybreak, and the soft sunlight shone into the yard, making Lu Yu feel that the environment on the mountain was much better than the previous cabin. He walked into the empty yard and stretched out.

Counting the days, there are still three months before the end of the year. I have not even started on the immortal path. For the time being, I reluctantly count myself as the first level of Qi Refining. "Five Elements Miscellaneous Talk" mentioned that monks at the first level of Qi Refining are no different from ordinary people.

However, the body is stronger and the endurance is slightly higher; the second level of Qi Refining is obviously different, and you can use primary auxiliary spells, such as spiritual eye, wind control and sound transmission.

According to Lu Yu's observation, Yuan Rong is probably a disciple on the second level of Qi Refining. He has neither used spells nor avoided the attacks of the flame talisman. His cultivation level is definitely not that high. But Yang Yi gave Lu Yu a clear feeling.

Unlike Yuan Rong, the person who can make Yuan Rong obey and act like a follower must be an intermediate disciple, that is, the fourth to sixth level of Qi refining stage.

Lu Yu is neither optimistic nor pessimistic. For the time being, he is at the fifth level of Qi Refining. A problem arises.

Can I raise my cultivation level to the fifth level in three months?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but show a bitter look on his face again. If he is practicing, shouldn't others be practicing? He has good qualifications and others have more time, so there is no advantage at all. If he wants to see hope, he can only find other strange ways, such as during the day.

period of time.

daytime......

"By the way! Today is the beginning of the month, and there seems to be a senior lecturer at the teaching platform!" Lu Yu slapped his forehead, quickly packed up his things and left the yard.

...

Fortunately, he remembered it in time and Lu Yu was not late. The teaching platform is a raised flat ground similar to a martial arts arena. At first glance, it looks like a trumpet arena. Thirty-six futons are neatly placed on the platform.

This means that people who come late will not be seated.

At this time, a senior fellow in Tsing Yi was sitting cross-legged at the front, holding a jade slip in his hand, muttering something to himself. Lu Yu guessed that he was probably the senior in charge of giving lectures.

There were only a few people on the stage. Although it was still early, it seemed that not many people would come. Suddenly, Lu Yu felt a gaze looking at him. He turned around and saw that it was the handsome senior brother he met in the Library Pavilion yesterday.

The man in white smiled slightly and was about to say something when the disciple in green at the front closed the jade slip with a snap and said seriously: "The time has come, let's start."

Several disciples on the stage immediately sat upright, and Lu Yu was no exception. He glanced around and found that only eight disciples came to listen, and he couldn't help but feel doubtful.

"I am Qin Song, a fourth-generation disciple of the Hehuan Sect. I have cultivated the first level of foundation building. I am very honored to be able to give lectures to all the junior brothers and sisters for the first time. I have done some research on the art of weapon refining, and now I am helping Master Zuo in the foundry hall.

Let me start, today I am going to talk about some basics of weapon refining."

When Lu Yu heard this, he immediately understood why no one came. It turns out that the so-called "teaching" is for the senior brothers to tell their own experiences. If there are questions about cultivation, it seems that they can only be asked at the end.
Chapter completed!