Ling Guyue has already learned nine high-level rune seals, except for the teleportation talisman that is not very stable, and the success rate of the other runes is more than 50%.

"Master, there is still the last high-level rune seal left, as long as I learn it, I can pass the assessment of the immortal rune master, why haven't you come back?"

She muttered to herself, then continued to draw the talisman in a calm manner.

Han Qianlong and Long Yu often come to Luopan Zhenzun's courtyard to accompany her while drinking tea, so Gu Yue doesn't care, just don't think about this person and a demon.

As soon as she finished drawing the talisman, Han Qianlong began to train her in divine sense.

Luopan Zhenzun's arrangement is really intense, giving her half a year to take the Immortal Rune Exam, and also arranging divine sense training.

I have to say that Luopan Zhenzun knows her talent and ability best, and can always arrange the most suitable cultivation for her without any gaps.

"Little junior sister, do you know why many people can only be a rune sect for the rest of their lives?" Han Qianlong was playing chess and chatting with Ling Guyue leisurely.

Although Ling Guyue had never heard of it, she guessed, "It's nothing more than two reasons: cultivation or divine sense." ”

"Little sister is right." Han Qianlongyun praised lightly, and dropped the last white son easily, "Wuzi Lianzhu, little junior sister, you lost." ”

As he spoke, he split a whip from the embodied divine consciousness and whipped it on Ling Guyue's divine consciousness, hurting Ling Guyue's brain.

She didn't admit defeat and said, "Come again, I have a whip now, waiting for me to whip you, hum!" ”

Fortunately, Han Qianlong's chess skills are not superb, and he doesn't like to study these things, he prefers to drink tea with Long Yu than studying backgammon strategies.

Ling Guyue and him, half a catty, eight two five, five or five, in general, you whip me, I give you a whip, no one wants to take advantage.

It's just that Han Qianlong's cultivation is profound, and his divine sense is even stronger than that of an ordinary god, I don't know how many times, and he didn't keep his hand because of Luopan Zhenzun's special explanation, which made Gu Yue miserable by him.

"Can Yue'er stand it?"

"Go on!"

If it had been before, Ling Guyue would have been crying and didn't want to continue to practice others.

But that was before.

She must now complete her training mission according to Luopan Zhenzun's plan, and she wants to change her fate.

In the past, she was sure that Luopan Zhenzun could protect her, and she was sure that the master would not let her die.

With the realization that Luopan Zhenzun would have to soar within half a year, what she got was her fear.

Yes, that's right, it's fear.

Chun Yuyue said that this is their fate, and if this fate cannot be broken in this life, she will never live to be sixteen years old.

She used to live wantonly, and she didn't take fate to heart, but now, even Luopan Zhenzun has to soar, and she pays attention to it.

After the divine consciousness training is over, Ling Guyue will go to the actual combat training non-stop.

In the past, there were few people in the sect, and there were only a few people who could accompany her to practice, but now there are more people, and the techniques and directions of practice are strange.

There are more and more people who can accompany her to practice.

Take Senior Brother Jingxin as an example, Ling Guyue likes to find him to spell spells, and every time she loses heartily, she loses when she loses, and there are too few types of meetings.

I also gained a lot of insight from Senior Brother Jingxin.

No matter what talisman she throws out, Senior Brother Jingxin always has a talisman that can restrain her.

But if you spell others, Senior Brother Jingxin is inferior to hers.

For ordinary people, it is enough to specialize in one subject, but for her, she is facing more than just ascension.

So, not enough! Far from enough!