A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 582 The trial begins

After seeing that the elder disappeared, Lu Luan put the token away. He didn't care much about the so-called bloody trial. At most he would just deal with it perfunctorily when the time comes.

What he cared about most was the secret place of the Fire Mosquito Clan, so he waited in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, looking for an opportunity to go there.

He returned to the room, closed the door and sat down cross-legged.

After thinking for a while, he said silently: "Let's put Qingyun Baihe Temple aside for now. After I save up some spirit stones, I will buy some treasures to protect my soul."

His energy was really limited and he couldn't handle everything in two places. After careful consideration, he decided to put Qingyun Baihe Temple aside for the time being. This spiritual training method was too time-consuming, and the soul attack also had limitations.

The Jindan cultivation level is not like the foundation-building realm. People who have reached this level of cultivation basically have something to protect their souls. It is possible that an attack from the soul-refining techniques that one has practiced for decades cannot even be broken by the soul treasures that the opponent has bought with dozens of high-level spirit stones. This is too costly.

The main practice in the Jindan realm is the method of refining essence, while the main practice in the Yuanying realm is the method of refining the soul.

Of course, a strong spirit also has many advantages, such as stronger perception, faster and more sensitive reactions, which are important factors that determine life and death in battle.

When the primordial spirit and soul condense into a physical entity, that is, the Nascent Soul, the eyes can even transcend space, and can directly see thousands of miles away even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers between them.

Usually, only those with good comprehension and the support of powerful forces will cultivate their souls while in the Jindan realm. They have no worries about resources and have plenty of time.

"There are still some sundries in the storage ring now, plus the Asura's corpse, if I sell them, I should have forty high-level spirit stones, not much difference. I'll find a chance to leave the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect and kill a few powerful monsters." He looked at the storage ring and murmured. These sundries were mainly obtained by killing Prince Li, the Asura, and the Yang God. In particular, underground creatures such as Yakshas and Asuras possessed a large amount of rare minerals, which the queen ant did not need, so she did not replace them.

"Let's start practicing."

After making up his mind, he continued to practice Four Seasons Sword Qi. Now he had to master a powerful method of refining Qi, because even with a strong physical body he could not sit back and relax. He would be helpless when encountering spiritual bodies like Yangshen Ghost Cultivator.

Four Seasons Sword Qi is a mysterious sword technique, which also incorporates some of the Six Qi abilities. It is much more difficult to practice than Qingyun Baihe Temple. Although he has been practicing for some time, he has only mastered the basics. If he wants to master it, he will have to spend a lot of time.

Time passed slowly.

In a small wooden house in the mountains, Shangguan Linglong sat cross-legged on the bed. In front of her, a piece of purple wood slowly coiled, and faint soul fluctuations emanated from it.

Finally, above the purple wood, a ripple-like wave spread out, and a shadow slowly appeared. It was a woman with fatigue in her eyes. She was extremely weak at this moment, and her body could only barely gather together.

"Aunt Mei, you finally woke up."

After seeing her appear, Shangguan Linglong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I knew you could make it."

The woman smiled, and her eyes were relieved when she saw that Shangguan Linglong was fine. However, because she had forced herself to control her body to perform the sacrifice before, her soul power was consumed too much.

His figure now resembled a sand doll, and it almost fell apart with just a smile.

"Aunt Mei, this time in order to save me, your soul has been severely damaged again." Shangguan Linglong's eyes showed guilt.

"It's okay, just take a while to recuperate," the woman said casually, then looked around and asked, "You have sneaked into the Ten Thousand Beast Sect now, right?"

"Well, get ready first. This is the last chance." Shangguan Linglong said solemnly.

Although she is about the same age as Lu Luan, she has burned up a lot of her lifespan, so she doesn't have much time left. If she delays for another few decades, even if her Huang Ting recovers, it will be difficult to achieve anything due to the aging of her body.

"That Void Treasure is of great importance and cannot afford to make any mistakes. With such a huge vitality and mixed with rolling space fluctuations, I really don't know what its true form is."

The woman's expression also became serious.

……

Before I knew it, two months had passed.

In the hut, the badge on Lu Luan's waist trembled slightly.

Then he slowly opened his eyes, knowing that the time for the Bloody Trial had come.

These two months have been quiet. Although Wang Li has a few acquaintances in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, they are just acquaintances, ordinary friends, and they don't have a deep relationship with each other, so no one has come to visit him during his retreat.

"It's time to go."

Lu Luan spoke slowly, stood up and walked out. Although the Bloody Trial was only participated by inner disciples with Qi Refining skills, and the presiding elders were only Foundation Establishment elders, he still had to go because of his status.

And he also has his own plans.

Wang Li used to be too inconspicuous. Although it wasn’t a bad thing, he wouldn’t get any benefits.

The bloody trial is held in the space magic treasure in the inner gate hall of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

After a while, he arrived.

At this time, thousands of people had gathered in the square outside the inner gate hall, ranging from the seventh to the tenth level of Qi training.

All the demon cultivators had expressions of coldness and fear, and there was no sound of talking or laughing.

Lu Luan fell from the air, looked around, and then walked towards the inner hall.

"Elder."

He walked straight up to an old man, bowed, and then handed over his identity card.

The old man took it and examined it for a moment before saying, "Wang Li, you are a disciple of Elder Chu He's lineage. You have just become an inner disciple not long ago. You are at the early seventh level of Qi Refining. You have fused the blood of the Wild Wind Wolf. If you can survive this trial, you can fuse the blood of the Wild Wind Wolf of a higher level to improve your potential."

"Chuhe."

Hearing this name, Lu Luan's heart moved. This Chu He was an elder of the Wanshou Sect who had the cultivation level of the early Jindan stage.

There are more than twenty types of demon blood fused by the demon cultivators of the Chuhe lineage. His Wild Wind Wolf is one of them. In addition, there are also the Golden Stone Rat, Pan Tian Marten, etc.

The senior brothers who had invited him to go out for training before were all from Chu He's lineage.

"Go out and wait."

After giving the instructions, the old man registered his information and threw the badge to him.

Lu Luan bowed and walked out.

There was still some time before the trial started, so Lu Luan found a seat outside and waited quietly.

More and more people gathered outside the inner gate hall.

"Dang Dang Dang."

Half an hour later, a few bells rang, and then dozens of figures appeared suspended in the air. They were all inner sect elders in the early and middle stages of foundation building.

Their appearance announced that the trial was about to begin.

Everyone perked up and Lu Luan also stood up.

After the bell rang, everyone's badge began to emit a soft light.

Lu Luan took a look at it and held it between his eyebrows to feel the information in it.

After a while, he looked at one of the middle-aged men. The information on the badge on his waist was that he was in charge of his trial this time.

After seeing that some people had already started looking for their elders, they flew over.

"Elder."

When he arrived, he politely saluted like everyone else, but the man ignored them.