Time flies, and before they knew it, the two brothers had been in Kun-Lai Summit for a full year.
Kun-Lai Mountain is rich in spiritual energy and has its own set of methods for cultivating immortals and refining weapons. The grades of Jing Mo and Lu Ming have both reached the critical moment of breaking through the Jindan stage. Although it seems that Lu Ming has caught up with Jing Mo, in fact, only he knows the reason. Jing Mo is purely gifted, while Lu Ming went to the space and closed himself off for three years before reaching the grade of the late Jindan stage.
Lu Ming was also puzzled. He had the aptitude of earth spiritual roots, but Jing Mo's cultivation speed was obviously nearly two or three times faster than his. But when Jing Mo placed his hand on the glass stone on the black iron to test his aptitude, he found that Jing Mo's spiritual roots were just earth spiritual roots, which did not match his cultivation speed in any way. This was really unusual.
Lu Ming once asked about the reason, and Jing Mo told Lu Ming that it was because Cang Zhi had given him a cultivation secret book, so his cultivation speed increased so quickly. Lu Ming understood, if this was the case, it would be a reasonable explanation. After all, Cang Zhi had lived for thousands of years and his rank was extremely high. He must have his own understanding of the cultivation method, and he no longer had any doubts in his heart.
The Kun-Lai Trial Conference, which takes place every three years, is about to begin. As the master's direct disciple, Lu Ming has been very busy lately, arranging many matters with Master Fu Chen and Uncle Yun Che. He has not had a good rest for a whole month, and even seems listless when eating at the dinner table.
Jing Mo felt sorry for him. While picking up food for him, he said dissatisfiedly, "With so many junior brothers and sisters, why don't you assign tasks to them? You have to do everything yourself. You must be exhausted."
Lu Ming had no excuses, but put a piece of tofu in his mouth and chewed it for a while, praising: "Xiao Mo, your cooking skills are getting better and better, even better than the hotel chef."
"After entering the Jindan stage, you obviously don't need to eat anymore, but you still have to eat three meals a day." Jing Mo shook his head helplessly, and then said, "But what is a hotel?"
Lu Ming said vaguely, "It's a big restaurant." Lu Ming glanced at Jing Mo secretly, and suddenly thought that if this man put on a chef's uniform and a chef's hat, and cooked with a big spoon with a serious face, it would be very funny. Thinking of this, Lu Ming could no longer hold back the smile on his lips, and even his eyebrows were curved with laughter.
Jing Mo asked in confusion: "Brother, what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." Lu Ming put away his smile and said seriously, "Have you completed the task I assigned to you?"
Jing Mo nodded, and then said: "Only disciples who have reached the middle and late stages of foundation building can participate in the Kun-Lai Trial, but the number of people has reached 500. For safety reasons, I sent people to the Refining Talisman Sect overnight to make hundreds of protective amulets. You only need to tear them apart when in danger to save your life, but you will also lose the qualification to participate."
Lu Ming took out two exquisite button-shaped objects from his bosom, handed them to Jing Mo, and said, "This is the magic weapon I just made. No matter how far away we are, as long as we infuse spiritual energy into it, we can get the opponent's exact location. The Shuize Secret Realm is full of dangers. Although you and I will go in together, we will inevitably be separated by the beasts. If we are separated, we will rely on this little thing to find the exact location of the other party. Don't lose it."
Jing Mo took one of the pills, held it between his fingertips and looked at it carefully, then tried to inject spiritual energy into it. Sure enough, he saw the one in Lu Ming's palm emit a faint blue light. Then he used his spiritual sense to explore it, and he could actually sense the exact location of the other one. Jing Mo's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "In this way, no matter how far away, we can find the other party in the direction of the spiritual sense. This thing is really novel, brother can actually think of it."
Lu Ming coughed dryly. He would never tell Xiao Mo that the inspiration actually came from modern positioning devices. Uh... Of course, there is also the technical and spiritual support of 233 Xiao Pangyou.
"By the way, how is the person I asked you to investigate?" Lu Ming asked.
Jing Mo paused while picking up food for Lu Ming. A hint of darkness flashed across his eyes, but it was well hidden. He just smiled and said, "Among the nearly 10,000 people in Kun-Lai, no trace of demonic cultivators was found."
Lu Ming sighed, "Sang Wusheng is a natural spiritual root. He must have concealed it very well. It would be difficult to detect easily. Thank you for your hard work."
Jing Mo smiled and shook his head, "Brother, why are you being polite to me? But why are you looking for this person called Sang Wusheng?"
Lu Ming was stunned, then lowered his head in thought. He couldn't tell Jing Mo that there was a 90% chance that Sang Wusheng and him would fight to the death in the future, right? He had no choice but to make up a lie: "Magic cultivators and Taoist cultivators are not the same kind of people. He is lurking in Kun-Lai Summit. I am just afraid that he will do something unusual."
Upon hearing this, Jing Mo simply lowered his head and said calmly: "Brother, are you afraid of him? Or... do you hate him?"
Lu Ming frowned, thought for a while, and then sighed softly: "I can't say I hate him, I just hope to be as far away from him as possible, and it would be best if I don't run into him again in this life."
There was a trace of pain in Jing Mo's eyes, and his nails almost dug into his flesh. He tried hard to suppress the spiritual energy running wild in his body, but his cheeks did not change at all. He just smiled faintly at Lu Ming and said, "I will find out as soon as possible."
Seeing that he looked unhappy, Lu Ming thought that he was overworked recently, so he tapped his bowl with chopsticks and said with a smile: "Take your time to investigate, don't tire yourself out. This matter cannot be resolved overnight, and there is no need to rush. Now just accompany me for dinner."
Jing Mo smiled and replied, "Okay."
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The Trial Conference is held every three years. As the name suggests, it is a selection test. The number of inner pills of exotic beasts obtained by individuals in the Shuize Secret Realm will be used to rank them. Those who rank higher will have the opportunity to become first-class disciples, and are more likely to be selected as personal disciples by the head masters. Then his status in Kun-Lai will be greatly improved, and he will enjoy more resources accordingly.
Kun-Lai Summit has three major sects: one is the Weapon Refining Sect, which is responsible for refining magical instruments; one is the Medicine Refining Sect, which is responsible for making various elixirs; and the other is the Talisman Refining Sect, which is responsible for researching and developing various spells. Each disciple can choose one or two of these sects according to his or her talents and preferences. For example, Lu Ming chose the Weapon Refining Sect and the Talisman Refining Sect, while Jing Mo chose the Weapon Refining Sect and the Medicine Refining Sect.
Both of them have a high reputation in their respective sects, not only because they are disciples of the headmaster, but more importantly because of their great contributions to their sects. For example, the amulet that Jing Mo had made for the participating disciples was made by Lu Ming. It is not only highly practical, but also light and easy to carry. It is more effective than the amulet made by the Refining Sect before, and is easier to operate and use.
If you can stand out in this trial exam, it means that the resources you get from the three major sects will increase several times, not only will you be qualified to enter the various sects to select refining materials, but you will also enjoy the treatment of owning a small refining workshop. All Kun-Lai disciples attach great importance to this trial conference, which is their only opportunity in three years.
Although Lu Ming didn't want to compete with his fellow apprentices anymore, he just wanted to enter the secret realm to find the blueprint of the purple furnace magic weapon, but he had to take the domineering value task seriously. According to what 233 said just now, if he could get the first place, he would get 15% of the domineering value, which was undoubtedly a huge temptation for him, and he had to get the first place no matter what.
But what troubled Lu Ming was that the person who won the first place in this trial meeting was a dark horse who suddenly appeared, that is, the hero Sang Wusheng in this article. If he guessed correctly, Sang Wusheng would definitely be in this trial meeting and would get at least the top three.
Lu Ming was thinking, but suddenly Yun Luan said, "Qing Ci, the trial meeting is about to begin, you and Jing Mo come quickly."
Lu Ming answered yes, then went out and called Jing Mo to go to the main hall together.
Soon, the two arrived at the main hall entrance. The square was almost full of people, and it seemed very crowded. When they saw Lu Ming and Jing Mo coming, some people in the crowd immediately started to whisper, staring at the two of them, and occasionally whispering to each other.
Jing Mo, who was standing next to Lu Ming, was somewhat curious about what others were discussing, and quietly used his spiritual sense to explore the crowd. In addition to some words of envy, jealousy and hatred, there were actually several female disciples who were discussing their brother, and vowed to do everything they could to become a Taoist partner with this handsome senior brother. This was simply unbearable. How could women nowadays be so unrestrained!
Jing Mo angrily dragged Lu Ming and flew away using his spiritual energy, leaving everyone with only their backs to indulge in endless reverie.
Before Lu Ming could react, Jing Mo dragged him a long way away. He looked at his junior brother with a stern face beside him in some confusion, but he was speechless in his heart. What on earth is this kid doing?
Yun Luan greeted the two from a distance, and only when they came closer did he say, "The Trial Conference is about to begin. After the uncles and I open the Shuize Secret Realm, you two must work with Shuyan to maintain order."
Lu Ming and Jing Mo nodded, and looked at Chen Shuyan who was standing next to Fu Chen. Chen Shuyan was the direct disciple of Master Fu Chen. Although he was young, he had excellent qualifications. He had been with Fu Chen since he was a child and was quite loved by his disciples.
Chen Shuyan is very beautiful, with a pair of slightly upturned peach blossom eyes and a feminine face, looking very much like a woman. He is also a bit frivolous and behaves very romantically, which is completely unlike the state of mind of a cultivator. What he is best at is making his master, Master Fuchen, angry. Master Fuchen is usually serious and indifferent, but he is often so angry with his disciple that he chases him around the world, which is also a great spectacle that the disciples on Kun-Lai Mountain talk about with relish.
Shen Shuyan was wearing a green robe today, which made him look even more beautiful. He walked towards the two of them, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Qing Ci, the clothes you are wearing today match mine very well."
Lu Ming was slightly embarrassed, looking at his light blue clothes, wondering if it was too late to change now? Did the disciples who prepared clothes for him think that he liked blue clothes because his name contained the word "blue"? Almost 90% of the clothes in the closet were blue. It was enough. Don't be too imaginative, young man!
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