Heaving a long sigh of relief, Lu Ping slowly stopped his work and incorporated the bloodline spiritual power that he had just broken through back into his bloodline. He threw away the discarded spirit stone in his hand and felt the strong beating of his heart. Lu Ping seemed to hear the "crash" of the blood in his blood vessels.
"La" the sound flowed by.
A pair of eyes suddenly opened in the darkness, like two stars in the deep night sky, shining brightly. Lu Ping looked at everything in the room with a smile. Sure enough, he had broken through to the seventh level of blood refining, and his eyes had the power of the night.
The ability to see things, of course, seems to be very weak. Lu Ping can only see clearly everything in this small house as far as he can see.
After fetching a bucket of water to wash away the layer of dark red impurities squeezed out of his blood vessels and body after the breakthrough, Lu Ping lay down on the wooden bed and could finally have a good night's sleep tonight.
It has been sixteen years since he came to this world, but Lu Ping has not adapted at all. Especially after knowing the magic of this world, Lu Ping has aroused a strong curiosity for novels.
When he was six years old, Lu Ping successfully inspired the True Spirit bloodline with extremely ordinary qualifications, which surprised the Immortal Chief stationed on the island at the time, and was accepted as a disciple by the True Spirit Academy.
For ten years, Lu Ping worked hard to learn everything about this world. Although his qualifications were mediocre, he practiced hard and finally succeeded in breaking through to the seventh level of blood refining today.
As for his own bloodline, those immortals didn't know the reason, and it was even less possible for him to know.
In the early morning of the next day, after the three bells rang, the Zhenling Villa was suddenly filled with people. Fifty people from the Level 7 Team quickly came out of the courtyard and rushed to the seventh platform of Chaoyang Peak. Only silhouettes of people were seen.
The unbridled wild horse is extremely fast. If any martial arts master saw it, they would be stunned.
The speed of these people may not be as fast as the top Qinggong masters, but there are probably thousands of people all over the mountains and plains, and they all have such Qinggong. I wonder what those martial arts masters will think. If these people were born, the martial arts world would definitely be in chaos!
Lu Ping was neither hurried nor slow, and seemed to be at ease among the crowd. When he arrived at the seventh platform, he saw two figures already on the platform from a distance. They must be the senior brother and the second senior brother. Both of them have reached the ninth level of blood refining.
, only the final blood-dissolving foundation is needed to become an inner disciple of the True Spirit Sect.
Just as everyone was about to reach the platform, three more figures surpassed everyone and jumped onto the stage. They were the third, fourth, and fifth senior brothers who had reached the eighth level of blood refining.
Seeing that everyone had arrived at the platform, Senior Brother Yao Yong shouted: "Line up!" Everyone ran towards the Japanese position, and in an instant the formation was neatly arranged. Lu Ping was ranked second from the left in the second row, which means
Lu Ping is the twelfth disciple of Fang Team.
Yao Yong shouted again: "Hemolytic Bone Transformation Fist, Begin!"
Everyone raised their hands and punched out, shouting in unison: "Ha!"
There are seventy-two postures of the Hemolyzing Bone Transformation Fist. The first thirty-six postures melt oneself and stimulate the true power of the blood. The last thirty-six postures protect the body and kill the enemy, which are life-saving techniques.
After a round of punching, Lu Ping's body bones became hot, and it was indeed the effect of reaching the seventh level. In the past, after the blood-melting and bone-melting punch, there was already a slight sweat on his forehead, and he was panting in his mouth, but now it is just a warm-up."
Lu Ping looked at his senior brother Yao Yong, and Yao Yong shouted again: "Welcome to the Immortal Chief!"
I saw a red light flashing outside Xianyang Peak, and three figures had arrived on the stone platform in front of the platform.
All the disciples in the audience saluted in unison and said, "I have met Liu Xianchang!"
A middle-aged monk standing among the three people had a majestic appearance. He waved his hand with a faint expression and said: "Excuse me, you have been practicing hard, but the examination for the second-level disciples of Zhenling Academy is about to begin. If you don't want to become an outsider,
Disciple, you still need to keep working hard!"
After Liu Xianchang finished speaking, everyone in the square team had different expressions. Basically, the expressions of the first three rows were relatively calm, but the second two rows began to whisper, some were anxious, some were lost, and some were desperate, with different expressions.
And enough.
Liu Xianchang looked at the two rows behind him expressionlessly, and everyone was immediately silent. Liu Xianchang gave a faint "hum" and looked at the first three rows. When he saw Lu Ping, his face lit up with joy and said: "Okay, Lu Ping, you have made a breakthrough.
Reached the seventh floor?"
Liu Xianchang's words suddenly caused a commotion among the quiet people. Even the senior brothers in the first row turned their heads and glanced at Lu Ping.
Lu Ping was calm, without the slightest hint of nervousness or excitement. He bowed politely and said, "It was all due to the guidance and cultivation of the Immortal. The disciple made a lucky breakthrough last night."
"Okay, okay! After three months, when the second-level disciple assessment is completed, you can participate in the second-level disciple promotion competition."
The disciple assessment of Zhenling Academy is to eliminate the disciples who do not meet the progress, while the competition is for outstanding disciples at all levels. The winners will receive heavy rewards and make great progress in their cultivation. Both are to inspire others.
The disciples of the academy practice hard.
The status of Zhenling Villa is determined by strength, and the competition is fierce. The training resources of each team must be obtained by the team's annual winning rate and elimination rate, and the team's guiding immortal chief can also receive rewards from the sect.
Therefore, Liu Xianchang was quite happy when he saw Lu Ping's breakthrough in cultivation.
The second-level disciples' cultivation has reached the seventh level, and they already have the strength to be among the top ten in the square team. This will undoubtedly increase the strength of the seventh square team to participate in the competition.
"Our True Spirit Academy has achieved its status through strength. Lu Ping made a breakthrough in cultivation and became the tenth disciple of my seventh team to reach the seventh level. According to the rules, Lu Ping became the tenth disciple."
Lu Ping had experienced this kind of thing several times. At the moment, he just walked silently to the far right of the first row. Lu Ping could clearly feel the eyes of everyone behind him, some were angry, some were envious, some were jealous...
The original tenth disciple Li Cheng gave Lu Ping a vicious look and walked to the far left of the second row, while the original eleventh disciple Zhang Zicheng smiled bitterly, took two steps to the right, and occupied the position where Lu Pingyuan came from.
Lu Ping ignored all these expressions and just stood in his new position, silently.
Liu Xianchang glanced at Lu Ping and said with a smile: "As usual, if a disciple's cultivation level rises, he can challenge the seniors of the same level to occupy a higher position and obtain better cultivation resources."
The four disciples on the seventh level of blood refining on the left all looked at Lu Ping. Lu Ping saluted Master Liu and said: "This disciple has just made a breakthrough in cultivation and still needs to consolidate it. He is no match for the seniors. I give up the right to challenge."
Everyone secretly said: "Sure enough!"
Every time Lu Ping improves in cultivation, he never challenges the seniors at the same level. If it weren't for the team ranking competition every year, Lu Ping would probably be the last disciple among the disciples at the same level.
Just because Lu Ping didn't cause trouble, it didn't mean that trouble wouldn't come to him. However, after several new disciples failed to challenge him, everyone knew that Lu Ping was not as easy to mess with as they thought, and fewer people challenged him.
Lu Ping was able to rank twelfth on the sixth level of blood refining mostly because others passively pushed him up after they failed in the challenge.
"In this way, Lu Ping is the tenth senior of our seventh team!" Liu Xianchang made the final decision.
"I've met my tenth senior brother!"
"I've met my tenth junior brother!"
After Lu Ping returned the gift, Liu Xianchang said solemnly: "Okay! The chores are over, and the disciples will start to sit down and practice the exercises!"