In the bamboo forest, Shen Pan heard the words, and couldn't help but breathe.

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

At this age, it's normal for girls to have a little privacy.

There is a difference between men and women, he is a male master, and it is not easy to ask too much about many things, nor is it easy to interfere more.

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

Every now and then, he would think that if he had a teacher, it might be more convenient in many cases.

As soon as he thought of this, he remembered his little friend Xue Ping, who was missing.

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

Thinking of his old friend, Murong Yuan felt a little sad.

He didn't know why Xue Ping went to make trouble in the imperial mausoleum, and even disregarded the safety of the entire Xue family.

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

He sighed, looked at Shen Panpan and said, "Banban, you come and sit down, I have something to tell you for the teacher." ”

The girl sat down beside the master obediently and breathed a long sigh of relief.

She just felt a bit like an adolescent girl sneaking out in the middle of the night to date someone else without telling her parents, and then she was caught.

Scared to death personally!

"In the Dao Alliance, I recently obtained a piece of information that for some special reasons, it is necessary for a monk below the fourth realm to carry out the mission."

"The old man thought that you lacked experience and that it was not a good thing to work behind closed doors, so he wanted to take you there."

"However, this experience is quite dangerous, so you can meditate on your cultivation for the next few days and see if you can break through to the third realm."

Shen nodded and asked, "What does Master want to do as an apprentice?" ”

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

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

Shen Pan heard this, and his face froze.

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……

Kyoto, in the private residence of Situ Yu.

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 pavilion today, senior sister Guan Yin.

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

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

Despite his best efforts, madly hinting that he lacked a natal sword, she was unmoved and insisted on not refining it for him.

Lu Qing's strength was also stimulated.

You can't just leave the refining master at home and go outside to find a way to get a more inferior sword embryo, right?

The natal sword is the most important thing for sword cultivation, and it should not be sloppy!

I don't believe it, the master sees that I am in the way of the sword every day, and he can still endure not to practice the sword for me!

In the pavilion, Guan Yin watched Lu Qing use his fingers as a sword, making a burst of breaking sounds under the tree, and only felt that his scalp was numb.

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

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

"The third trick, I taught."

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

Damn, he's not really going to put on a set of swordsmanship, is he?

This set of nameless swordsmanship, Lu Qing has already deduced to the twenty-first move.

He called it "Sword Twenty-One" (tentative titled version).

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

Guan Yin even came up with an absurd but reasonable idea: "I want to learn!" ”

I saw that after Lu Qing finished performing the twenty-first style, he no longer practiced his sword under the tree, but came to the pavilion and sat down.

He looked at Guan Yin's natal sword on the side, and said exaggeratedly: "Hey, this is the super natal sword [Green Snake] that the master personally refined for his senior sister!" ”

Guan Yin looked at this out-of-tune junior brother, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he also felt interesting in his heart.

She actually wondered why the master hadn't started refining the sword embryo for him?

Gu Yinyu on the side didn't seem to hear it, and she didn't know if she really didn't hear his hint, or if she didn't care at all.

Guan Yin held his cheek with one hand, looked at Gu Yinyu, who had a cold temperament, and said, "Master, in half a minute, it will be the selection of the Holy Maiden of my Red Dust Sect [Red Dust Trial], won't you accompany me?" ”

Gu Yinyu didn't think about it, so she shook her head directly.

This made Guan Yin feel like a fake apprentice again.

When others participated in the Hongchen Trial, it is estimated that a bunch of people followed them, and they were very concerned.

Look at Master again, it doesn't mean anything at all.

"I'm afraid I didn't worship a false teacher." The girl thought to herself.

Lu Qing listened on the sidelines, paying a little attention in his heart: "Red Dust Trial? ”

He knew that his senior sister was one of the candidates for the Red Dust Sect's contemporary saintess.

According to her, there are six candidates for the Holy Maiden, and they will be elected in the near future.

"It seems that this so-called red dust trial is a test."

I only heard Guan Yin continue to entangle, and said: "Master, you will accompany me, I have experienced danger, what if I die." ”

Speaking of which, she is actually very confident in herself, but with the teacher following her, she is always at ease.

Gu Yinyu's gaze stayed on Lu Qing, listening to Guan Yin's reluctance, and finally nodded slowly, indicating that he would accompany her.

Concerned immediately smiled and said, "The Hongchen Trial is presided over by my uncle, and I haven't seen my uncle for many years." ”

The uncle in her mouth refers to Ye Luonan, the leader of the Red Dust Sect.

Lu Qing was also very curious about this rare Eighth Realm powerhouse in the world.

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 Alliance to brush up on his presence.

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

The master in the family is a refining master, and he can't say that he is rich enough to rival the country, that is, he has hundreds of millions of dollars.

I'm such a big second-generation cultivator, and I need to work hard to do the task?

Wouldn't it be nice for me to lick Master at home?

Lu Qing's goal has never been the outer courtyard of the Dao Alliance, but the inner courtyard.

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

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

Jian Linggen is very concerned in the Dao Alliance, and he has already apprenticed to the leader of the Murong Alliance, so he doesn't think he will be as free as himself.

In the past few days, his main energy has not been focused on refining his body, but he is working very hard.

Now, he needs four or five punches to get through a hole.

But his current number of tricks has reached a terrifying 64!

This amount has exceeded Guan Yin.

You must know that Guan Yin was in the second realm, refining the beast, and opened up a number of additional tricks.

Lu Qing, as a Xuan cultivator, has not yet refined the demon beast containing the power of the ancients, and has already mastered sixty-four places, which is rare in the world!

"It's nowhere near my limit." Lu Qing thought to herself.

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

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

There is no way, he has too many skills, and the true yuan contained in his body is much more powerful than that of ordinary quenching realms.

"If I hit Liu Jiang at this time, he will definitely fly out of the wall of the outer courtyard." Lu Qing used him as a unit of measurement and estimated his strength.

Another day passed, and there were only seven days left before the Red Dust Trial.

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

And in the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door of his house, and outside the door, someone called softly in a pinnacle sound: "Childe." ”

Lu Qing knew that it was the Qilin girl who came to double cultivate, and got up to open the door for her.

Shen is still the same, white as snow.

The night breeze blows, and you can still smell the faint fragrance on her body, which feels like ...... I came after bathing.

"Come in." Lu Qing Road.

According to the old rules, he took out the futon from the storage belt and threw it to Shen Panyan.

Like the bedmaid who made a bunk 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 this time the position is closer to the bed than the last time?" ”

And before carrying out the improper double cultivation, Shen looked up at Lu Qing who was sitting on the bed, and said, "Childe, there is something to tell you." ”

"Oh? You said. Lu Qing looked down at the girl with pure desire on the bed.

"Childe knows...... Red Dust Trial? ”

Lu Qing: "Huh? ”