Lu Ping slowly drew back his power and exhaled a breath of light red breath. This was the poison of the Blood Purifying Pill. He threw aside the discarded spirit stone in his hand. Feeling the power of the bloodline that was about to break through to the late seventh level, Lu Ping felt slightly agitated.
excited.
In yesterday's competition with Li Cheng, Lu Ping spotted a flaw in Li Cheng's attack on the 22nd move, counterattacked and took the initiative, attacking eight moves in a row, and on the 30th move, he locked Li Cheng's spear.
He then slashed his sword at his wrist, forcing Li Cheng to abandon his gun and admit defeat.
Now the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling, the offense and defense were changing positions. Li Cheng, who had been so powerful just now, was defeated in an instant. Not only the disciples who had applauded Li Cheng at the beginning were dumbfounded, but also the top disciples and Liu Xianchang.
The deputy was also greatly surprised. Several disciples with the same cultivation level as Lu Ping looked even more wary of Lu Ping.
Lu Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly. He seemed to be too pushy this time.
Originally, according to the past, Lu Ping would just let Li Cheng suffer some pain and see blood, which was no big deal. However, Lu Ping saw something on Liu Xianchang's face that Li Cheng did not see as early as when Li Cheng challenged him.
, so he didn’t act harshly.
Sure enough, Liu Xianchang saw that there were no injuries on both sides, and the cutting-edge strength in the competition would not be damaged. His eyes suddenly became very kind when he looked at Lu Ping. According to past practice, after Liu Xianchang guided the morning training, he left Lu Ping alone.
Provide guidance.
At this time, even the first and second disciples showed envious expressions. Instruction alone, open a small stove! That is to say, several senior brothers got an opportunity when their cultivation level broke through the eighth level. The first and second senior disciples broke through the ninth level.
When he was in the first grade, Liu Xian was overjoyed and gave him another private tutoring session. Only the fourth senior sister, like the two seniors, had the opportunity to be tutored twice because of the close friendship between her family and Liu Xianchang.
After calming down, Lu Ping quietly meditated on what Liu Xianchang explained to him.
The purpose of cultivation, in the eyes of most monks, is naturally to extend lifespan, or even reach the illusory realm of immortality. However, having a long lifespan does not mean that monks can live safely until the end of their lives. We must protect monks in their pursuit of immortality.
There are no accidents on the way, and various spells come into being.
After a long period of practice and development by monks one after another, these techniques for protecting immortality have been divided into four realms: law, technique, momentum, and intention.
Beginners learn various spells according to the teacher's requirements, copy cats and tigers, and know what is happening without knowing why it is what it is. This is called the "Dharma" state.
After that, practice spells diligently, practice makes perfect, erase the ruts, the ax and chisel spirit gradually disappears, and the movements and compositions are suitable for one's body. This is called the "skill" state. Liu Xian's cultivation during the blood-dissolving period has only reached the "skill" state now.
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At the third level, monks learn the principles of using spells. The spells are combined with the skills they practice, and they are mutually beneficial. During spell casting, the monks can maximize the power of the skills they practice through the spells, even exceeding the spells themselves.
The power that can be achieved. The monks who have reached this level follow the law as if they are following the general trend and cannot compete with it, so it is called the "power" state.
As for the highest "ideal" state, even Liu Xianchang only heard of its name and didn't know how to explain it.
Not only did Liu Xianchang inform Lu Ping of the four realms of magic, but he also patiently explained to Lu Ping his own cultivation experience of reaching the "spell" realm, and then answered some of Lu Ping's cultivation problems before giving up.
An hour later, Lu Ping returned to his room under the envious eyes of everyone. This was the case for the next two days.
The days of concentrating on cultivation always go by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it is the end of the month. The advanced assessment for third-level disciples will begin the next day, and the year-end competition for second-level disciples will begin three days later.
As usual, Lu Ping sold out all the talismans carved this month at Bieyuanfang Market, weighed the bag containing the spirit stones, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.
The assessment is only to check the cultivation level, and three days is enough time, but the competition is different. Moreover, this time also coincides with the five-year promotion competition. Not only the disciples are working hard to compete for the first place, but also the professors and elders,
For the sake of their own interests, they also participate in it overtly and covertly. What's more, there are rumors that the True Spirit Sect will increase the rewards for the winners in this competition.
It is precisely because of these reasons that Lu Ping's talisman business became more prosperous. Lu Ping naturally did not suffer a loss and immediately raised the price of talismans, but the supply was still in short supply.
Looking at the dozen or so more spirit stones in his hand than usual, Lu Ping's heart became lively again. After deducting cultivation and other uses, the remaining spirit stones can be used to buy another magical weapon!
Another reason for this idea is that Lu Ping's cultivation has reached the late seventh level. This is also due to the additional guidance from Liu Xianchang. Of course, it is also related to Lu Ping's extravagant cultivation for more than three months.
As usual, Lu Ping went to Lieutenant General Fangshi to prepare all the necessary preparations for the next month's training. He also specially bought five Restoring Pills to restore spiritual power and five Restoring Pills to treat injuries.
Lu Ping was about to walk towards Duobao Pavilion when he suddenly heard a discussion in front of him. He took a few steps and saw a dozen people gathered around, talking incessantly.
Out of curiosity, Lu Ping walked forward and saw a third-level female disciple from another academy selling a magic weapon.
This magical artifact is a bronze mirror. There is a Zhenling Sect mark engraved on the edge of the bronze mirror. It is obviously produced by the Zhenling Sect, and this often means that the quality of this magical artifact is not too high even if it is not top-notch.
Difference.
Lu Ping stepped forward and asked: "Sister, how many spiritual stones can I sell for this magic weapon?"
Hearing this, the female disciple glanced at Lu Ping and found that Lu Ping was wearing a mask from the market, but could not see his true face. She couldn't help but curled her lips, as if she didn't take Lu Ping's caution seriously, and said: "Fifty-five spiritual stones!"
Most of the magical weapons used for defense are more expensive, but Lu Ping still feels that the price should be kept down. After all, this is not a low-level magical weapon that has been ordered.
"It's too expensive. The magic weapon is just a sect standard, so it's not that good. Besides, my senior has probably used this magic weapon for too long, right? How about forty spirit stones?"
The female monk glared at Lu Ping and said: "Forty spirit stones, I might as well sell them directly to Duobao Pavilion. Fifty spirit stones are more refreshing. If it is not urgently needed, how can it be sold at such a low price? I have been saving this for a year."
It was earned through the contribution of the sect!”
Lu Ping smiled "hehe" and said: "How about adding five more spiritual stones, forty-five spiritual stones?"
The female disciple hesitated for a moment and said, "Forty-eight yuan, no more, otherwise I will wait for someone else."
Lu Ping turned around and saw several people in the distance rushing here. He thought he had heard that a senior was selling magic weapons in the market, so he rushed over. There were many second-level disciples among them. Lu Ping also saw the seventh party.
The sixth disciple of the team was also among them, so he said: "Deal!"
The female monk took Lu Ping's spirit stone and said fiercely: "If it weren't for the middle-grade magic weapon that I value so much, I am afraid that others will buy it, and I am in a hurry to use the spirit stone. I will never give you an advantage!" After that, she nodded.
Without looking back, he used his body skills and ran towards Lingbao Pavilion in the center of the city.
Lu Ping put away the magic weapon, looked back at the people coming behind him, hurriedly separated the crowd, and left Fangshi without looking back.