Why were the disciples of the Qilin Courtyard so mysterious and hidden so deeply? It was a type of protection to prevent other sects from assassinating them.
"You have to listen to your master. Your master is doing this for your own good!"
Lu Ming said seriously.
Autumn Moon stuck out her tongue and said, "I know, young master. It's just that I can't stay by your side and take care of you right now."
"Then you have to work hard and cultivate. When you reach the 4th level of the Martial Master Realm, young master will bring you to roam the world."
Lu Ming encouraged.
"Really? Young master, you can't lie to me. "
Autumn Moon's eyes were filled with expectation.
"Of course it's true. When has young master ever lied to you?"
Lu Ming smiled.
Time passed as the two of them chatted. Very quickly, an hour had passed.
"Young master, I have to go. Master should be looking for me."
Autumn Moon said reluctantly.
"Go. With your talent, we can roam the world together very soon."
Lu Ming pinched Autumn Moon's face and smiled.
Autumn Moon's big eyes flickered with mist. Suddenly, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed Lu Ming's face. Then, she turned around and ran away with a red face. Like a frightened rabbit, she ran very quickly and disappeared into the mountain forest in the blink of an eye.
Feeling the faint moisture and fragrance on his face, Lu Ming smiled and said in a low voice, "This girl, after not seeing her for a while, her courage has grown by quite a bit."
Shaking his head slightly, he turned around and left.
In the following days, he continued to cultivate and hunt demonic beasts.
His martial skills and cultivation were both steadily increasing.
Time passed by slowly. In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
The harvest of this month was gratifying.
The Fire Astral Spear Technique finally made a breakthrough and reached the sixth level, the realm of man and martial arts as one.
However, the High Air Steps was only cultivated to the peak of the second level and had not broken through to the third level.
However, Lu Ming's cultivation had already reached the peak of the 9th level of the Martial Master Realm. The next step would be the Martial Master Realm.
"It's time to go back."
Calculating the time, it had been more than two months since Lu Ming entered the coastal mountain range.
On the path of cultivation, there was tension and relaxation. One could not blindly cultivate. Blindly cultivating might not necessarily have good results.
With a slight movement, Lu Ming headed towards the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
Half a day later, Lu Ming returned to the dormitory.
"Senior Apprentice Brother Lu Ming, you're finally back. I thought you wouldn't make it in time."
Pang Shi hurriedly said when he saw Lu Ming.
"Can't make it? Why can't I make it in time? "
Lu Ming asked curiously.
"Zhang Muyun and Zhuo Yirong's engagement banquet!"
Hua Chi walked out of the room with an invitation in his hand.
"Zhang Muyun and Zhuo Yirong are engaged?" Lu Ming was slightly stunned.
"Seven days ago, Zhang Muyun personally came to send you an invitation. Unfortunately, you weren't around, so he left this invitation with me."
Hua Chi passed the invitation to Lu Ming.
Lu Ming opened the invitation. The date was today, and the address was at Mystic Sword City's Swordsmanship Courtyard.
Lu Ming had heard of the Swordsmanship Courtyard before. It was very famous in Mystic Sword City. It was known for its elegant environment. Many famous people would choose to host their wedding at the Swordsmanship Courtyard.
"Then I'm just in time. It's just right if I go now!"
Lu Ming smiled.
The sun had not set yet, so it was not too late to go.
Lu Ming had a good impression of Zhang Muyun. He was a friend that could be made. Since the other party was engaged to Zhuo Yirong, and he personally came to send him an invitation, Lu Ming naturally had to go.
"Do you guys want to go together?"
Lu Ming asked.
"Forget it. The people going this time are all experts. We won't join in the fun."
Hua Chi said.
Lu Ming knew that Hua Chi was arrogant and did not say anything else. He bid farewell and headed towards Mystic Sword City.
.....
Mystic Sword City's Swordsmanship Courtyard was unusually lively.
The red light shone brightly, and the atmosphere was festive.
Zhang Muyun was extremely talented. Before Lu Ming's rise, he was ranked first on the Bronze Leaderboard. Even Duanmu Yunyang, the Newcomer King, was suppressed by him.
Moreover, he was easy-going and generous. He had the demeanor of a king and was very popular in the Mystic Sword Sect.
This time, he was engaged to Zhuo Yirong. Out of the sixty people on the Bronze Leaderboard, more than fifty people came.
Not only that, there were also some Silver disciples, elders, deacons, and even a few Silver Robed Elders.
Including Zhang Muyun and Zhuo Yirong's family, there were a few hundred people in the Swordsmanship Courtyard.
There was a small lake in the Swordsmanship Courtyard. There was a flat space, and dozens of banquet tables were set up in the empty space.
Although the banquet had not started yet, most of the guests had already arrived.
Those who were familiar with each other sat at a table and chatted with each other.
Just then, a middle-aged man who looked like a guard stumbled in. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and one side of his face was swollen.
"Zhang Ji, what happened?"
Zhang Muyun's father, who was beside him, stood up and asked coldly.
This scene naturally fell into the eyes of the others, and they looked over in surprise.
"Old Master, Young Master, there are people outside without an invitation. We only asked them about it, and they attacked us and forced their way in. We couldn't stop them."
The guard said loudly.
"What invitation? Do we need an invitation for the place we are going? "
An arrogant and cold voice was heard. Three young men walked over.
"Who are you? Don't you know that today is Senior Brother Zhang's engagement day? How dare you force your way in? "
A disciple of the Azure Dragon Institute stood up and shouted.
His name was Wu Kui, and he was ranked forty-third on the Bronze Leaderboard.
"Yo yo yo, a mere Bronze Leaderboard disciple getting engaged. What's the big deal? What's there to be afraid of? "
A young man with a saber in his arms sneered.
"Arrogant. Let's see what you have."
Wu Kui shouted angrily. He moved like an eagle and pounced on the young man with the saber. He clawed at the young man with the saber.
"Petty tricks. How dare you show off in front of an expert!"
The young man with the saber sneered and struck out with his palm.
Whoosh!
The young man with the saber struck out with his palm. Although it was just a palm, everyone felt as if they saw a peerless saber being unsheathed. The saber radiance shot up into the sky and slashed at Wu Kui's claw.
In the next moment, Wu Kui screamed in pain and his body flew back. He crashed into two tables before regaining his balance. However, his body was trembling and one of his palms was dripping with blood.
Everyone was shocked and looked at the young man with the saber in shock.
To be able to injure Wu Kui with a casual slash of his palm, his combat strength was definitely not ordinary.
Wu Kui was ranked forty-third on the Bronze Leaderboard. Only the top twenty geniuses on the Bronze Leaderboard could defeat him so easily. However, these people were unfamiliar. They weren't disciples of the Four Great Halls.
Where did these geniuses come from?
Zhang Muyun stood up and clasped his fist. "Who are you? I don't think I have offended you. "
"Hehe, you must be Zhang Muyun who is ranked second on the Bronze Leaderboard right?"
One of the young men with a cold expression said.
If Lu Ming was here, he would definitely recognize this cold young man as Jian Wuchen from the Qilin Institute.
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