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  His plain white robe.

   is sitting quietly.

  His face is not handsome, but he is gentle and stocky. Although his figure is not elegant, the more he looks at it, the more he will give people a sense of trust.

  Yu Qingling couldn\'t help rubbing her eyes.

   That figure is still there!

   "Not an illusion."

  She bit her lower lip, resisting the discomfort in her heart and walked over.

   until sitting on the jade chair.

  Yu Qingling recovered.

  A look of disbelief appeared on her elegant and tranquil cheeks.

  The most difficult thing for Zhenbaolou\'s special guest minister is the second assessment.

  Many examiners stop here.

   Those who can pass are those who have reached an extremely deep level in terms of skills.

  She has outstanding alchemy talent.

  Father, master, and many seniors all believed that she could pass.

   The same is true.

  But Yu Qingling didn\'t expect that there would be someone who was faster than her in the second assessment, and her cultivation was also at the level of Qi training!

   "Ling\'er, you must be the best!"

  My father\'s words echoed in my ears.

  She said silently in her heart, "Father, you finally made a mistake once."

   And just when Yu Qingling didn\'t know whether to be happy or depressed.

  A gentle voice came out.

"Fellow."

   "May I ask, is there anything unusual after you passed the assessment?"

   Shen Ping asked sideways and cupped his hands.

  Yu Qingling groaned, "What, what\'s strange?"

   "That\'s the pattern."

   Shen Ping stretched out his arm.

  He felt that the girl with the sword-shaped imprint was of extraordinary status, so she might know something.

   "This kind."

   "Anyone who passes the second assessment will have patterns of different shapes."

   "What is the specific use, the little girl is not clear, but it is very important."

  Yu Qingling said seriously.

   Shen Ping breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little uneasy, and asked tentatively, "Fellow Daoist, can I let you see your pattern?"

  Yu Qingling was immediately annoyed, but seeing the uneasiness in Shen Ping\'s eyes, she understood, "Don\'t worry, Fellow Daoist, everything will be fine."

  Shen Ping hesitated, "This... okay."

   He let out a long sigh.

  Seeing this, Yu Qingling hesitated, still biting her lips, and stretched out a white arm, "Daoist friend, mine is a pill pattern, don\'t worry about it now!"

  She shook and then hurriedly retracted.

  The earlobe flushed red with embarrassment.

   "Thank you fellow daoist!"

  Shen Ping linked the road.

  The two did not speak again.

  The hall quickly quieted down.

   And this one waited a long time.

  Finally, the third passer appeared.

  Foundation-building late stage.

   When he was walking towards the jade chair, he glanced at Shen Ping and Yu Qingling, his eyes showing surprise.

  Yu Qingling can pass.

   He was not surprised at all.

  But that middle-aged Qi training talisman master could pass? !

  Even earlier than Yu Qingling?

   Sure enough.

   Don\'t judge people by their appearances!

   Then waited again until the fourth and fifth place appeared.

  The purple-robed monk came to the hall.

  There was a smile on his indifferent face this time.

  The voice became warmer.

   "Congratulations to the five of you who have passed the second assessment of special guest ministers."

   "To pass the second time, your talents are extraordinary."

   "The third assessment will be conducted after a month\'s rest."

Speaking of which.

  Purple-robed cultivator Li Yin paused for a moment, and continued, "There is no need to be stressed. The third assessment is not only not difficult for you, but it will also be of great benefit, especially during the Qi refining period."

His eyes fell on Shen Ping and Yu Qingling, and his smile became wider, "The spiritual power of the two dantians is close to perfection, and you should be able to improve to perfection in the next month of rest. After passing the third assessment, I think you will be foundation-building monks !"

   Finished speaking.

  His figure slowly disappeared.

  Just at the moment of disappearing, there was shock and joy in my heart, "I was in charge of this special guest minister assessment on a whim, and two top rankings were born at once, luck, luck!"

   "But this year\'s number one is not Yu Daoyou\'s daughter."

   "Master Fu... It\'s really a surprise that he came from Nanyanzhou, Huochan Cave!"

  The purple-robed monk leaves.

  The five examiners, Shen Ping and Yu Qingling, once again followed the previous young monk and walked to the end of the passage. This time they were still resting in the quiet room, but the situation was different.

  In addition to futons, there are also jade tables in the quiet room.

  There is a jade bottle on the jade table.

   "A drop of spiritual essence."

   "It has been specially diluted and can be taken for Qi training."

   See the font.

   Shen Ping trembled slightly.

  He had seen the finale, the Spirit Essence Auction, at the Zhenbaolou Auction.

  At that time, the competition was for Jindan real person, and the bidding was very fierce.

   And now.

  Such rare auxiliary cultivation resources were placed in front of his eyes.

   No wonder the former purple-robed monk dared to believe that he could improve to the perfection of Qi training within a month of rest.

  With spiritual support.

  Even if he is a monk who has just broken through the ninth level of Qi training, he can reach perfection in a short time.

   "Zhenbao Building."

   "Special guest."

   Shen Ping stood there for a long time.

  He couldn\'t help but think of Deacon Xia\'s desire.

this moment.

  He already somewhat understood the weight of the special guest representative.

  …

   Wei Guo.

   Qingyang City.

  The general station of Zhenbao Building.

  Backyard Wing Room.

  Deacon Xia drank the spiritual wine alone, his eyes were looking at the void, with a hazy drunkenness in his eyes.

   "I don\'t know whether that Keqing Shen stopped at the first time or the second time!"

   "It\'s hard to be a special guest!"

   "After all, the Twelve Kingdoms are just a small place. Even if there is a chance, it will be difficult for a Qi training monk to achieve anything. It\'s a pity!"

   "There is still time, we can wait!"

   And the private room on the second floor.

   Shopkeeper Qu drank spirit tea leisurely.

for him.

   It was already a surprise for Shen Ping to pass the qualification examination.

   In the future, it is only a matter of time before Foundation Establishment advances to the second class, and even the first class.

   "If there is no old man to take the line."

   "I can\'t get to know Shen Keqing either."

   "After a while, I have to find time to go to Yunshan Swamp."

   Finish drinking the spiritual tea.

  He went downstairs slowly, but a thought suddenly popped up in his heart, "What if I pass the examination and become a special guest secretary?"

   Shopkeeper Qu shook his head and laughed.

  He was bewildered.

  However, when he walked to the counter, he made a decision that he had to let his Taoist companion go to the small courtyard in Huiquan Lane to give something to Shen Keqing\'s wives and concubines.

  …

   In a quiet room.

   Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Shen Ping\'s breath kept rising, and finally stabilized.

   Stops with the exercise.

  He opened his eyes, and his spiritual sense sensed the spiritual power of his dantian.

   A smile appeared on his face.

   It is indeed a rare and rare spiritual marrow.

  Just one drop, after special dilution, made his meridian dantian spiritual power reach the limit.

   And the time only took half a month.

  The effect far exceeded expectations.

   "This is practice!"

   Shen Ping got up feeling quite emotional.

   Looking back on the years of penance in Yunshanfang, he suddenly felt that all the hardships have been rewarded.

   "Mo Piao."

   "Mo Lang."

  “Cherish the opportunity.”

  Consecutive day save me.

  His steps became thick and steady.

   No matter how good the situation is now.

  He kept in mind that he was just a qi cultivator, even if he broke through to foundation building, he was still at the bottom of the world of immortality.

   Walked back and forth in the quiet room for several hours.

   Shen Ping calmed down.

  Then sat cross-legged again and waited patiently for the third assessment.

   In the blink of an eye, another half month passed quietly.

this day.

  The indifferent voice sounded again.

   "The third assessment begins."

  The silent room is changing as before.

  The Bronze House is reproduced.

   What comes with it is a flash of light.

   "Shen Ping, a third-class Keqing Qi training monk."

"please…"

Shen Ping did not expect that for the third time, he would still smash the bronze disc with talismans. The difference was that this time the bronze disc seemed more real to him, and the pattern of strange beasts was not carved at all, but like a living thing. thing.

  He didn\'t hesitate this time.

  Fifty golden light talismans formed a sea of ​​floating lights and blasted **** the disc.

  Boom!

  Bronze discs are free from shattering as imagined.

  But the surface was soaked with blood, accompanied by harsh sounds, but just as it came out from the disk, it was suppressed by the strange light in the bronze house.

  Blood fell drop by drop and suspended.

soon.

   Shen Ping\'s arm felt hot.

  The suspended blood was instantly sucked by the strange animal pattern on the arm, and the blood just covered the pattern with a layer of blood.

  The blood color shone coquettishly, and then disappeared.

  Boom!

  Shen Ping\'s pupils suddenly widened.

  He only felt a strange energy surging from the depths of his soul, and this energy spread all over his body in an instant, penetrating into the bones and blood of the dantian meridians.

  The meridian spiritual power that had reached its limit burned instantly.

  chichi.

  The spiritual power in the dantian was boiling even more.

   Shen Ping\'s skin turned red and his whole body became hot.

  The top-quality spiritual root of the golden and wood dual systems is frantically absorbing the strange energy bursting out of the blood of the strange beast, and then transforming it into the dantian meridian.

   I remembered what the purple-robed monk said.

  He hurriedly sat down cross-legged before he even had time to take the Foundation Establishment Pill, so he performed the exercises, and the tyrannical spiritual consciousness of the Niwan Palace penetrated, ready to try to compress the spiritual power to break through the Foundation Establishment in one fell swoop.

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