Ling Guyue has learned nine advanced talismans. Except for the teleportation talisman, which is still unstable, the other talismans have a stable success rate of more than 50%.
"Master, there is still one last high-level talisman left. As long as I learn it, I can pass the exam of the Immortal Talisman Master. Why don't you come back?"
She muttered something to herself, and then continued to draw the symbols calmly.
Han Qianlong and Long Yu often came to Luopan Zhenzun's courtyard to drink tea and accompany her, so Gu Yue didn't care and just treated them as a monster.
As soon as she finished drawing the talisman, Han Qianlong began to train her spiritual consciousness.
The arrangements made by Zhenzun Luopan were really intensive. She was given half a year to take the exam as an Immortal Talisman Master, and he also arranged for spiritual training.
It has to be said that Zhenzun Luopan knows her talents and abilities best, and can always arrange the most suitable training for her without any gaps.
"Little Junior Sister, do you know why many people can only be Fu Sects throughout their lives?" Han Qianlong was playing chess and chatting leisurely with Ling Guyue.
Although Ling Guyue had never heard anyone say it, she had guessed, "It's just two reasons: cultivation or spiritual consciousness."
"Junior sister is right." Han Qianlongyun praised lightly, and dropped the last white piece, "Five pieces in a row, little junior sister, you lose."
As he spoke, he split a whip from his embodied consciousness and struck it on Ling Guyue's consciousness, causing Ling Guyue's head to hurt.
She refused to admit defeat and said, "Come on, I have a whip now, wait for me to whip you, hum!"
Fortunately, Han Qianlong's chess skills are not superb, and he doesn't like to study these things. He prefers drinking tea with Long Yu than studying backgammon strategies.
Ling Guyue and him were at odds with each other. Basically, you whip me once, and I'll whip you back. No one can take advantage.
It's just that Han Qianlong's cultivation level is very advanced, and his spiritual consciousness is countless times stronger than that of ordinary gods. He also received special instructions from Zhenzhen Luopan and didn't hold back, which made Gu Yue suffer unspeakably from being slapped by him.
"Can Yue'er still bear it?"
"continue!"
If it were before, Ling Guyue would have been crying and not wanting to continue practicing anything else.
But that was before.
She must now complete her training mission according to Zhenzun Luopan's plan, and she wants to change her destiny.
In the past, she was sure that Zhenzun Luopan could protect her, and that her master would not let her die young.
With the realization that Zhenzun Luopan would ascend within half a year, she gained fear.
Yes, that's right, fear.
Chun Yuyue said that this was their fate. If she could not break this fate in this life, she would never live to be sixteen.
She lived a carefree life before and didn't pay much attention to fate. Now, even Zhenzhen Luopan had to ascend, so she took it seriously.
After the spiritual training, Ling Guyue went on to carry out actual combat training without stopping.
In the past, there were only a few people in the sect who could sparring with her, but now there are more people, and the techniques and directions they practice are all kinds of strange.
There are more and more people who can spar with her.
Take Senior Brother Jing Xin as an example. Ling Gu Yue likes to ask him to spell spells, and she loses heartily every time. She loses because she knows too few types.
I also gained a lot of knowledge from Senior Brother Jing Xin.
No matter what talisman she throws out, Senior Brother Jing Xin will always have the talisman to restrain her.
But if it comes to other things, Senior Brother Jing Xin is not as good as her.
For ordinary people, specializing in one discipline is enough, but for her, what she faces is not just for ascension.
So, not enough! Far from enough!
