Passive Cultivation of Techniques: Training to Become Buddha in a Demonic Sect

coming.

Lu Li's heart tightened, and he looked at the gate of the Dong Mansion.

I saw Bai Jinfei leading a group of people, slowly drifting over.

The head of the person is a middle-aged man of thirty-five and sixty-six, with white face like jade, elegant and handsome, a blue suit, a white sword, and his eyes like stars, just like a banished immortal from the sky.

Beside him, followed by a purple-faced old man with a strong aura, who is also the true monarch of Yuan Ying.

A group of people followed behind them.

Li Jing was among them.

Lu Li saw Li Jing at a glance.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and there was no sound.

"Junior Brother Li, congratulations."

At this moment, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi bowed his hands and congratulated him casually.

"True Monarch Huang Quan, you are welcome, please sit down."

The real ghost squinted his eyes and waved his hand at random, but did not stand up to greet him.

Only then did Lu Li know that the real ghost was originally surnamed Li.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in front of him should be Li Jing's master, True Monarch Huang Quan!

Immediately afterwards, the purple-faced old man to the left of True Monarch Huang Quan arched his hands and said: "Old ghost Li, I didn't expect you to practice Yuan Ying and you haven't been killed yet! Congratulations!"

The hostility is not concealed in the words.

"True Master Flying Fox, you **** who has cut off offspring and grandchildren are not dead, so naturally you can't die."

On the bone chair, the real ghost replied coldly.

"you!"

When the purple-faced old man heard it, his eyes suddenly glared and his face flushed.

But immediately, he snorted: "I have time, I will teach you your Kunpeng magic skills!"

"Be accompanied anytime. Sit down."

The real ghost looks indifferent, with a trace of disdain.

"Humph!"

The purple-faced old man flicked his sleeves, his figure flashed, and he sat in a position on the upper left.

True Monarch Huang Quan also floated to his seat.

Li Jing and the others were led by the maid and sat down on the side table.

At the same time, the second elder sister began to sing: "True Monarch Huangquan presented a low-grade magic weapon, True Monarch Flying Fox gave 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, and the real person of blood-transformation gave one thousand medium-grade spirit stones. I wish Master a boundless life."

The sound fell, and the whole room was silent.

The face of the real ghost is very ugly.

These three gifts, two words, are poor!

Is he missing the middle-grade spirit stone?

In addition, it is common sense to use spirit instruments for refining qi, use spirit instruments for foundation building, use gold pills for magic weapons, and use spirit treasures for Yuan Ying and above.

A low-grade magic weapon used by Jindan as a gift?

Isn't this looking down on people!

Faintly, the real ghost has a cold face, and his whole body exudes a cold air.

Lu Li, who was standing beside him, immediately felt it.

However, he watched his nose, nose, mouth, mouth and heart, like an ancient well, calm and motionless.

It is not time for him to play.

Soon, another guest came.

"The Great Demon King is here!"

Accompanied by Bai Jinfei's high drink, a huge man with a height of ten feet walked step by step, shaking the ground and entering the hall.

A purple-clothed Taoist boy followed behind him.

"Oh, Old Ghost Li, are you still alive? Congratulations."

The giant man ticked his mouth, greeted him, and threw a piece of white jade full of aura.

Second Sister Yaoyao continued to sing: "The Great Demon King gave a piece of the top-grade spirit stone, and I wish Master a longevity."

The real ghost's face sank again.

One high-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for 10,000 middle-grade spiritual stones.

This gift is not good either.

"Sit down. Come here, give this big guy a bigger stone bench." The real ghost said with a dark face.

"Yes."

The maid responded and began to change stools.

After that, the Great Demon King sat down next to True Monarch Huangquan and True Monarch Flying Fox, and began to chat fiercely.

From time to time there was a deafening laugh.

The protagonist of completely being a ghost does not exist.

The atmosphere is extremely rigid.

"..."

The face of the real ghost is so gloomy that water is dripping.

Lu Li looked at him, embarrassed for him.

It seems that the real ghosts really have no friends in the ghost sect.

At this time, someone came again.

This time it was a real Jindan.

As soon as I walked in, I congratulated and gave gifts very formally and politely.

It is a top-grade magic weapon.

It's ok.

Then, the real ghost and the real person began to chat awkwardly.

The atmosphere is finally not so rigid.

Before long, guests came one after another.

Most of them are real Jindan.

After giving the gifts, these Jin Dan saw that the atmosphere on the court was not right, and didn't want to stand on the wrong team to offend people, so they simply found an excuse to slip away.

In this way, one hour later, three poles in the sun.

It's almost noon.

Sitting in the middle of the hall, there were about twenty people in total, sitting sparsely, not lively at all.

Among them, there are three True Sovereign Yuan Ying, who came from other demon gates.

The gift given was so bad that it was not even worth a hundred middle-grade spirit stones.

Obviously it was here to step on the scene and watch the jokes by the way.

Lu Li stood beside the real ghost and felt the suffocating aura emanating from the real ghost. It was cold and cold, and it was about to condense into substance.

In addition, he stood there almost all morning and didn't even receive a gift.

The difference in popularity between ghosts and real people is vividly reflected.

"Lu Li, wait for someone to provoke and kill him directly!"

Suddenly, a gnashing Senhan transmission entered his ears.

Lu Li's heart tightened, his expression was solemn, and he arched his hands: "The disciple knows, please don't worry, Master."

"Hongluo True Monarch is here!"

At this moment, Bai Jinfei shouted loudly, leading the two women, floating around.

The one is about thirty years old, with a blue robe, and the charm is still there, and the other is twenty-eight years old, with a green dress, charming and charming.

It's the green lotus!

"Junior Brother Li, congratulations on your promotion to Yuan Ying. This spiritual treasure, named Soul Eater, is a gift from a concubine. I wish you an early transformation."

The blue-robed woman said with a smile.

The voice was soft, soft and gentle.

While talking, the green lotus beside him took out a long wooden box framed with a red tape, held it in both hands, and handed it to the Yaoyao.

"Thank you, Madam Honglue, please sit down."

The real ghost devil's face was a little slow, he got up to greet him, and at the same time he ordered: "Come here, have good tea."

"I'm tired."

The blue-robed woman bowed her body a little in return, with a soft and touching smile.

Immediately, she sat on the upper right corner, nodded and smiled at True Monarch Huangquan, True Monarch Flying Fox, and Great Demon King, nodding their heads.

True Monarch Huang Quan also nodded in return.

It seemed that this lady Honglu had an unusual position in the Yin Ming Ghost Sect.

Lu Li thought secretly.

At this time, Yu Guang glanced, just in time to see Green Lotus blinking at him standing behind Madam Honglue, his smiling eyes curved like crescents.

Lu Li returned her with a smile.

This scene was naturally seen by everyone in the hall.

Everyone looked different.

There were also a few sharp, hostile gazes that shot at Lu Li's body, as if looking at his love rival.

This woman actually has so many licking dogs?

Lu Li raised his brows lightly.

Suddenly, he sensed a soft glance sweeping.

It's the lady Hongluo who still has the charm.

This Yuan Ying Zhenjun looked up and down Lu Carp.

Lu Li felt as if he was being seen through his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

what.

At the next moment, the Honglu lady let out a surprise.

Seems to have found something.

A strange doubt flashed in Ru Shui Rou's eyes.

"Junior Brother Li, this young man, is your new true disciple, Lu Li?" Madam Honglu asked softly.

"Yes, Lu Li, haven't you stepped forward to pay respect to True Monarch Hongluo?"

The real ghost turned his head and said.

When Lu Li heard the sound, he immediately stepped forward and saw him: "Junior Lu Li, pay homage to True Lord Hongluo! I wish True Lord 18 years old, beautiful and beautiful! With boundless magic power, he has passed the gods!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at him.

Green Lotus, who was hammering Madam Honglue on the shoulder, was also shocked.

"You little guy, your mouth is sweet."

At this time, Mrs. Honglu smiled softly, and with a graceful stroke of her snow-white palm, a three-inch long golden sword appeared in her palm.

"This is a golden sword, a high-grade spiritual weapon, so it's a meeting gift for you by your concubine."

Lu Li turned his head and looked at the real ghost.

"True Monarch's reward, just keep it. Don't thank true Monarch yet?" A long-lost smile appeared on the face of the true ghost.

"This...Thank you for the reward!"

Lu Li looked overjoyed, took it out with both hands, ready to take the sword.

At this moment, Mrs. Honglu gently held up the golden sword and placed it in Lu Li's palm.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, her green onion fingers touched Lu Li's palm lightly.

Very soft.

But at this moment, it seemed as if there was an invisible innocent energy traveling around Lu Li's body.

Ding.

The system prompt immediately sounded in my mind:

"Your Zixia Refinement Sutra senses the existence of Wushang Dao Sect's true energy, admires you, is extremely excited, and your cultivation speed is increased by 10,000%."

Almost in an instant, Zixia Lianri Zhenjing started to operate automatically.

Progress +1+1+1+1... madly brushing non-stop.