Half a day later, there was a rumble in Lu Ming's body, a faint Long Yin sound, and the cyclone in his dantian spun rapidly.

The spirit energy from heaven and earth gathered crazily towards the body of lu ming.

Lu Ming's body was like a bottomless pit, devouring the spirit in a frenzy.

Even Hua Chi and Pang Shi in the other two rooms were shocked.

"This is Lu Ming's training. Is he breaking through? How could it cause such a big reaction? The speed of this spirit devouring is even more terrifying than a level five bloodline. Is Lu Ming's bloodline over a level five?"

There was a look of horror in Hua Chi's eyes.

Huff and puff...

After a while, the noise stopped.

In the room, Lu Ming opened his eyes.

"The second level of the The True Formula of the War Dragon has finally been refined. It's so thick and so condensed!"

Lu Ming felt the surging and condensed energy in his body, and his face lit up with joy.

Now he was three times as angry as the average person.

Of course, the ordinary people here refer to those who practice the yellow level martial arts.

Because the higher the level of cultivation, there will be all kinds of wonderful abilities. Some advanced techniques, the true qi cultivated, will also be thicker and more condensed than ordinary techniques.

Of course, it's impossible to be as terrifying as the The True Formula of the War Dragon.

Then Lu Ming got up and walked out of the room.

After ten days of training, Lu Ming wanted to go out and relax.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Hua Chi and Pang Shi also walk out of the room.

"Brother lu, are you going to the class too?" Pang Shi smiled when he saw lu ming.

"Listening?"

Lu Ming was stunned.

"That's right. Today, an elder from the Vermillion bird courtyard gave us a lecture on some of the knowledge and matters that we should pay attention to in our training. Brother lu, don't you know?"

Pang Shi touched his head.

"Cough!"

Lu Ming coughed a few times. He really didn't know that he had been so busy practicing that he hardly left home.

"Then let's go together!"

Lu Ming smiled.

Lu Ming had just finished his seclusion and could listen to it. He had only been practicing for a few months, and his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds over the past few months, but he had dropped some basic things instead. It would definitely be beneficial to listen to it.

At that moment, Lu Ming and Pang Shi walked together, while Hua Chi walked behind with a cold face.

The place where the elders were lecturing was on the other side of Zhuquefeng, where there was a huge square with a bunch of futons on it.

At this time, in the square, there were already hundreds of people sitting on the futon, all of them new disciples.

"Look, lu ming is here."

"I heard that after Lu Ming challenged senior brother Ning feng, he closed the door continuously and now he's finally here."

When the disciples saw Lu Ming, they could not help but whisper.

Lu Ming was too lazy to pay attention to it and sat down with a futon.

As time passed, the number of people gradually increased, and finally there were about 500 people.

The Vermillion bird courtyard originally had about a thousand new disciples, but during the trial, about two hundred were killed in the battle, and there were still eight hundred left.

It's normal for some people to be locked up or not to come.

At this moment, a figure appeared above the square.

"Mu Lan?"

Seeing this figure, Lu Ming's eyes moved.

This figure was Mu Lan, whom she had not seen for months.

Mu Lan was dressed in a tight black dress that perfectly outlined his hot body and breathtaking curves. It was very tempting.

"So... So beautiful!"

Sure enough, next to Lu Ming, a male disciple looked at Mu Lan in a daze and almost drooled.

Not only him, but also the other male disciples on the field, one by one, looking like brother pig, staring at Mu Lan.

Most of these disciples were young men of fifteen or sixteen years of age. They were full of vigor and vitality. How could they resist the temptation of such a mortal beauty as Mu Lan?

"Hmph, they are all perverts!"

Those female disciples were upset and all of them snorted coldly.

"Well, please sit down. Let me introduce you. My name is Mu Lan, the elder who is lecturing you this time!"

Mu Lan glanced around and paused on Lu Ming.

"What? She's an elder. Why is she so young?"

Next to Lu Ming, Pang Shi was shocked.

"What do you know? Let me tell you, elder Mu Lan is extremely talented, beautiful and unparalleled. He is only twenty years old, and his cultivation is unfathomable. He is very likely to become the next golden disciple."

Behind him, Hua Chi pursed his lips and stared at Mu Lan with burning eyes.

"So powerful? Then how did you become an elder?"

Pang Shi asked curiously.

In the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, a true genius would not become an elder. To become an elder or a deacon is usually the kind of job that is older or has run out of potential.

At an age like Mu Lan, it was the golden age of cultivation, and the talent was unparalleled. It was rare to become an elder.

"I don't know. Not many people know why elder Mu Lan suddenly chose to be an elder. Elder Mu Lan is my goddess. My goal is to become a top expert and pursue her."

Hua Chi looked like he was in a daze.

Above, Mu Lan sat cross-legged on a futon and said, "Okay, now let's start the lecture. First, let's start with the tongmai territory..."

Mu Lan began to talk about the details of the tongmaijing realm, talking about some matters of attention to the tongmaijing realm, and the role of this realm.

It was very detailed and covered all aspects.

After he finished talking about the meridian realm, he began to talk about the warrior realm, and then about the martial artist realm.

Lu Ming listened very carefully. There were many things that Lu Ming had not noticed or understood before.

After hearing this, Lu Ming felt that he had benefited a lot and was secretly shocked by Mu Lan's profound knowledge and thorough understanding.

It took two hours for Mu Lan to stop.

"All right, that's all for today. You guys can all leave now!"

Mu Lan waved his hand, then looked at Lu Ming and shouted, "Lu Ming, you stay!"

"Okay!"

Lu Ming was stunned and nodded.

But Mu Lan's action caused a murmur.

"How did elder Mu Lan keep Lu Ming? Did Lu Ming know elder Mu Lan?"

"Elder Mu Lan is not interested in Lu Ming, is he?"

"Bah, how is that possible? Elder Mu Lan is my goddess, absolutely not!"

"I'm so envious that Lu Ming can be alone with elder Mu Lan. Ah, elder Mu Lan is so beautiful. If I could marry her, I would be willing to live ten years less."

"Stop dreaming!"

All the disciples around them looked at lu ming with envy and hatred.

Lu Ming smiled bitterly. Mu Lan's charm was simply too strong.

"How could this be? Why did elder Mu Lan leave Lu Ming alone? Lu Ming, you must be honest, or I won't stop talking to you!"

Hua Chi looked at lu ming with a sad face, wishing it was him.

Lu Ming rubbed his nose speechlessly and walked towards Mu Lan.

Moments later, the people in the square dispersed, leaving only Mu Lan and Lu Ming.

The two sat opposite each other.

(The end of this chapter)