A trace of cold sweat flowed from Lin Bing's forehead.
He thought he had hidden it well enough, but it turned out that the master had long known that he was a man, and deliberately accepted him as his disciple and trained him by his side.
When the time is right, she will choose to practice dual cultivation with him and squeeze out the yang body in her body. The end result will be to be squeezed into a mummy.
Thinking of this extremely miserable end, Lin Bing simply shuddered.
The top priority right now is to escape from here quickly to avoid being used as a cauldron by the master.
More importantly, Lin Bing suspected that the previous training method was not suitable for him at all, because it was a furnace-top training method. If he continued to practice, he would probably explode and die sooner or later.
But it's not easy to escape.
The Blood Moon Sect is tightly guarded. Whether it is outsiders or people within the sect, there is a set of extremely complicated procedures for entering and exiting.
Blood Moon Sect disciples must hold the Blood Moon Token if they want to enter or exit. Without the token, they cannot pass through the mountain gate restrictions.
Only monks in the foundation-building stage are eligible to obtain the Blood Moon Token, which means they have the strength of a senior sister, because only after building the foundation can one have the strength to protect themselves after leaving the sect.
In addition, if you want to get the blood moon token, you must have it as a special gift from the leader.
Both of these approaches are out of reach for Lin Bing.
As for the Master, if he deliberately requested the token, it would only be to alert the enemy.
The leader of the Blood Moon Sect is even more impossible, because he has never seen the leader in his memory since he started.
It may be that he has been in retreat, not to mention that a monk of this level is not someone at Lin Bing's level who can just ask for permission.
Since there was no way to obtain the Blood Moon Token, Lin Bing had temporarily given up the idea of going out.
For now, we can only find other ways to practice to replace the "Yin Blood Phaseless Skill" that we originally practiced.
But unfortunately he didn't have enough spiritual stones, so Lin Bing spent several days wandering around the sect but found nothing.
Individual cultivation methods in the sect are treated as treasures and are not easily revealed to others.
What's more, other female monks rely on the method of picking up yang and replenishing yin, which is not applicable to Lin Bing at all. He can't do it himself.
Therefore, if you want to obtain effective cultivation methods, you can only find ways to rely on external sources.
But without the token, there was no way to get out, which caused Lin Bing to completely lose contact with the outside world.
As a result, Lin Bing was completely in despair, calling the sky to be helpless and the earth to be helpless.
But that night, Lin Bing suddenly thought of a way.
When sorting out the memories of his predecessor, he found that his second senior sister Tang Meng'er was the best person to him.
From time to time, he gave him a lot of precious advice during his cultivation, and occasionally gave him some expensive pills. In this cruel sect, this kind of friendship is very rare.
Therefore, if you want to obtain other cultivation methods, apart from Master, perhaps Second Senior Sister is the only breakthrough.
Early in the morning, when Lin Bing arrived at Tang Meng'er's cave, within a moment, Tang Meng'er came out of the cave with a sword and flew around Lin Bing several times with a smile on her face.
"I didn't expect Second Senior Sister to have mastered the art of sword control. I'm so happy to congratulate you!"
Lin Bing couldn't hide his admiration as he looked at Tang Meng'er and praised.
"There's nothing to envy. One day you can do it too."
After Tang Meng'er finished speaking, she took Lin Bing's hand, pulled her into the flying sword, and said with a carefree smile.
"Let senior sister take you for a few laps first, so that you can feel the joy of flying with this sword in advance."
When Lin Bing stepped into the flying sword, the sword suddenly shook a few times, but it was not because the sword could not bear the weight of the two men.
But Lin Bing had never flown with a sword, so when he went up, his movements were a bit clumsy, which caused the sword body to sway a bit.
Otherwise, if you are a skilled person, there will be no problem even if four or five people sit on it.
"Don't panic. Trust me, senior sister. Give me your hands. You just need to feel the scenery under the sword with your heart."
Tang Meng'er whispered softly into Lin Bing's ear.
Since she had always been the one who cared most about Lin Bing, Lin Bing was not wary of this senior sister and handed her hands to him with confidence.
The two even hugged each other tightly, and Lin Bing could clearly feel the squeeze of the two meat balls in front of Tang Meng'er.
However, Lin Bing also knew that now was not the time to think about these things, so he quickly withdrew his mind and fully felt the rare feeling of flying.
Because Lin Bing knew that if one day he had to learn to fly with a sword, this would be very valuable flying experience.
After flying for more than ten minutes and taking in all the beautiful scenery of the Blood Moon Sect, Tang Meng'er controlled the flying sword to fly back to the cave, and put the flying sword away outside the cave door.
After putting away the flying sword, Tang Meng turned back and looked at Lin Bing seriously and asked.
"How are you, Junior Sister Bing'er, how does it feel to fly?"
"It feels... it feels very exciting..."
Having said this, Lin Bing sighed lonely again.
"It's a pity that I'm afraid I won't be able to reach this level in my lifetime, and I will never have the strength to fly with a sword..."
"Don't say depressing words. Master has long said that the journey of cultivation itself is contrary to nature. If you don't have a strong will, you won't be able to succeed at all, and you will always be a mortal."
Before Lin Bing finished speaking, Tang Meng'er stretched out her jade hand to gently cover his mouth, and taught him a serious lesson, telling Lin Bing the attitude he should have when practicing.
When Lin Bing heard this, he shook his head and continued with a pitiful look.
"Useless senior sister, you don't need to encourage me anymore, because I haven't made a breakthrough in my realm for a long time."
Hearing Lin Bing's words, Tang Meng'er also frowned slightly, and then put two fingers on Lin Bing's pulse to detect.
Because her realm has not yet reached Nascent Soul, she can only use this method to check the strength of others.
After a moment, Tang Meng'er's frown deepened.
"Why is this happening? Why are you still at the eighth level of Qi training? I remember that you reached the eighth level of Qi training two years ago. Why have you still not made any progress after practicing hard for two years?"
If it were anyone else, Tang Meng'er might have suspected that he was slacking off in his cultivation because of laziness.
But Tang Meng'er knew very clearly about Lin Bing, a junior sister.
She had quietly observed Lin Bing several times, and found that this junior sister practiced extremely hard, working harder than anyone else, and her level of effort even exceeded her own.
But I don’t know why, despite such diligent practice, the speed of practice is still so slow.
It's even like sailing against the current, not advancing but retreating. This kind of thing is really too abnormal.
