Chapter 9 Mingqiluo

The owner of Mingtang said solemnly, "It's best if you don't have it. The four halls in the inner hall are mighty, Jinghong, Tongshen and ghosts. Recently, only I am short of people, so I will go to the introduction hall to see the qualifications of your new disciple. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. As long as you choose any disciple and kill him in the life-and-death test, you can replace him and join this class.

"It's another life-and-death test." Deng Xi shook his head: "I'm not that aggressive."

Master Ming nodded and said, "Very good, you mean it very clearly."

With that, she turned her head slightly and said to the disciples behind her, "This is Deng Xi, who has just entered the inner hall through the life-and-death test. From today on, he is your younger brother. It is also your potential opponent in the future. If you don't practice well, you may die in his hands in the future, which will be ugly.

Deng Xi immediately said, "What? Will there be a fight between disciples in the same class?

"Of course." The bright eyes of the master of the Mingtang flashed: "In the Qiankun Hall, there is a mutual threat between all the disciples. Only in this way can we ensure that everyone can try their best to practice. However, in order to prevent someone from tearing down and affecting each other's practice, there is no need to fight with each other before leaving the teacher.

Deng Xi breathed a little relief. Although this is essentially no different, anyway, it is always good to have less chance of killing between familiarity. These disciples in the same class usually practice together and are not familiar with each other. If they are good and suddenly, they will fight for their lives. After all, with Deng Xi's temperament, it is still unbearable.

Next, the master of Mingtang sent out other disciples to practice by themselves, and left Deng Xi alone.

After everyone left and the gate was closed, the whole majestic hall fell into silence.

Deng Xi was curious. Looking at this situation, is he going to open a small stove and teach himself the secret of his skills?

"What skills did you practice before?" After looking at him quietly for a long time, the master of Ming suddenly said.

Deng Xi was slightly stunned and said that he was going to be washed away from memory. So should the name of this skill be remembered or not? After thinking about it, he said, "I can't remember."

"Can't you remember?" There seemed to be some doubt in the clear eyes of the Mingtang master.

"Yes, aren't you all doing good deeds? I forgot it when I came here.

Deng Xi wanted to come, and it was a little more worry-free to say that he didn't remember than to remember. Even if he should have remembered it, he insisted that the other party had no choice. At most, he only thought it was wrong when the pot demon eroded the soul.

Who knew that the master of Mingtang shook his head at this time and said, "Forget it, this kind of thing is forbidden to be discussed in private. If you don't remember, you won't remember."

Deng Xi's heart was moved when he heard this. He thought that since the Mingtang master could see himself coming out of the magic array with a comfortable expression, it should be the puppet set by the ghost refiner in the world in the pot. But looking at the meaning of these two sentences, it seems that she is also limited by the rules of the world in the pot and can't cross it. So is it that she guessed wrong, and she was also the soul of being taken in?

Then the master of the hall continued, "I asked the name of the method you practiced, and I also wanted to know what to teach you. If you have practiced well, it would be meaningless for me to give you low-level tips here."

stopped and said, "Since you don't know, then you can run your true anger, and I'll know."

With that, she stepped forward and pulled up Deng Xi's wrist. Her slender index and middle fingers were holding Deng Xi's veins.

The tentacles were as soft as cotton, and Deng Xi couldn't help but beat slightly. Although he was born as a son of a family, his family did not match him with a personal maid in order to restrain his mind and cultivate Qi Tao when he was a child. At the age of 15, he began to stay in bed all year round, and there was no chance to contact young women.

This time, he was suddenly pulled by the wrist by such a beautiful girl. It was really the first time for him, and it was inevitable that he would feel something strange. Although the other party is essentially just a role of power transmission, and it has always been a cold appearance.

However, the owner of Mingtang didn't see the change in his expression. He only glanced at him and said unhappily, "What are you thinking about? Hurry up and do your homework. In the Qiankun Hall, without your delay, if you delay for a while, others will enter the first floor. At that time, they will go to the field of life and death, which is a dead word. Do you think you can stand and fight for you every time you hit Xu Shao today?

Deng Xi was stunned when he heard the words. The words of the master of the Mingtang are indeed not false. Practicing kung fu in other sects, either want to get ahead, or to practice as a personal practice more, practice less, and be worthy of your own heart. And it's different here. If you are a little lazy, you will steal your own life. I really can't afford to delay.

So he restrained his mind and began to operate the family's mysterious skills.

When he was naive for a week, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the curious eyes of the Lord Mingtang.

"Deng Xi, your own skills are really amazing. I don't have anything to cover it. No wonder you can beat Xu Shao. Except that this boy is too stupid, I'm afraid that's the reason. Mingtang thought and was a little distracted. After a while, he said, "Well, you can continue to practice according to the original skills. I have nothing to teach you for the time being."

Deng Xi said in his heart, "That's natural. This ghost refiner is just a sideline. Maybe he has a way to use ghosts. If he really wants to practice true qi, how can he be as good as my Deng family?"

Thinking about it, I saw the Master Ming walk back and forth in the hall, and then stood and said, "You can come to me directly to practice in the future. If you encounter any problems, I will try my best to help you."

Deng Xi was surprised to hear that this really opened a small stove for himself. So he smiled and said, "Dang Xi is really flattered that the Lord looks up to me so much, but why is this? Even if I am qualified and bring my own skills to practice, my skills are still limited. Is it necessary to value me so much?"

When the master of Mingtang heard him say this, he rarely showed a strange smile and said, "You are really not ashamed. Have you praised your good qualifications so much?"

"It's true that I dare not underestimate myself." Deng Xi still had a lazy smile.

The owner of Mingtang shook his head angrily: "It's up to you. To be honest, I just like your qualifications and asked you to come here. If I hadn't lost several life-and-death tests in a row, and my talents had withered, I wouldn't have valued you so much. Even Li Hufa would have been blocked by me because you contradicted him and wanted to punish you.

"Is this the case?" Deng Xi's heart jumped. As expected, Li Hufa's heart is still immortal. You should be more guarded in the future.

So he hurriedly said, "Thank you for your protection."

The owner of Mingtang gave him a white look: "As long as you know." Then, she changed her expectant look: "Practice for me in the future. No one has been able to cross the disaster for a long time. I hope you can give me a surprise."

"No problem, it's up to me."

Deng hoped for her earnest eyes at this moment, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart. This beautiful master is still so competitive in other people's soul weapons. I don't know if it's a kind of sadness.

When he thought of this, he suddenly moved and couldn't help saying, " By the way, has the master himself ever been in a death battle?"

The master of the Ming hall was puzzled and said, "Of course it has passed, otherwise how can I do it?"

Deng Xi's heart beat faster and asked carefully, "So, can the master go out of the Qiankun Hall to work for the master?"

As soon as this statement came out, the master's face suddenly changed: "What are you doing?"

Deng Xi secretly shouted that it would be bad. This matter is obviously a problem that is strictly forbidden to be discussed in the Qiankun Hall. If the other party is cold-faced and ruthless, he is afraid that he will cause disaster.

However, his face did not show any tension, but a curious wry smile: "What? Can't we talk about this?"

The face of the master of Mingtang changed. After a long time, he took a deep breath: "Of course, the Qiankun Hall is strictly forbidden, which is also one of them. You have just arrived, and you still need to know more about it. Later, I will find a twelve commandments of the Qiankun Hall for you, and don't do it again in the future.

In the process, Deng Xi has been paying attention to the change of her expression and couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "Why on earth is this girl so nervous? It's not just for the ban. Is it because she went out of the pot and found the truth? But it's a little different. If that's the case, is she still in the mood to compete with the other three halls here?

"Well, this quiet room behind the hall is the place where I used to practice. Go and do your work first. When you are finished, I will give you the twelve commandments. When he said this, the Mingtang master's expression was obviously a little lonely.

Deng Xi nodded and answered. Time in the Qiankun Hall was indeed priceless and could not afford to delay.

As he was just walking, he suddenly turned his head and asked with a smile, "by the way, there is another thing that should not break the precepts. I don't know if the master can answer me?"

Mingtang owner Liu Mei frowned slightly: "If you don't break the precepts, I will answer you."

"That's good. I want to ask, the master's surname is Ming, but I don't know how to call her?"

"Is this important?" Obviously, the owner of Mingtang was a little surprised that he would care about this.

Deng Xi smiled and said, "We will get along with each other day and night in the future. Do you know that there is no harm?"

The master of Mingtang frowned again and paused for a while before turning his face to one side: "Bratic Qi, Yan Luo's Luo." After saying that, she turned around lightly and walked out.

"Qiluo, Mingqiluo." Deng Xi read silently twice.

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Under the supervision of Mingqiluo day and night, Deng Xi restored his power to the second level of the airway in less than half a month, which was all, because this was originally the starting cultivation of the disciples of the inner temple. After a month, Deng Xi restored his power to the third layer of the airway, which could kill people. This surprised the master.

"How can it be so fast? Even if you are qualified and skillful, it's a little ridiculous. My disciples here, without three or five years, are not likely to cross this barrier at all.

Deng Xi raised his eyebrows: "Maybe, I've been practicing for a while, and the foundation is good."