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Qingzhu Palace.

Lu Mingyuan sat at the table and watched the exercises very seriously, taking a sip from the wine cup next to him from time to time. There was an unopened brocade box next to him, and one had been opened, revealing a small pot of wine.

What was opened was the Bear Bile Powerful Liquor.

There is another one that has not been opened, called Tiger Bone Chalcedony Paste.

These two things were gifts that Huo Hongling specially asked the Champion Marquis to send to him in order to repay him by carrying her to the imperial physician. They are both treasures that are good for strengthening the body and are of great benefit to martial artists.

It's a pity that it can only be regarded as a treasure-level heavenly spirit and earthly treasure.

Now, if he wants to break through to the sea-viewing realm, he needs 250,000 energy nutrients.

The same hundred-level heavenly spirit and earthly treasures can increase by thousands. Even if these two treasures are absorbed by him, they can only increase by five or six thousand.

Good thing is better than nothing.

The accumulation of jade liquid in the Palm Sky Vase continues every day, and the gluttonous visualization diagram in Dantian is also carried out every day. The cultivation level is steadily improving, and the acupoints have increased from 761 to 798, which is a big improvement. .

He now puts most of his experience into practicing Kung Fu, and his life pattern is "Martial Lord".

"Grandmaster (Elementary): I am a grandmaster, and I can see all kinds of techniques. Looking at martial arts, one can learn martial arts without a teacher, and the progress of practicing martial arts is ten times as fast as before."

With the characteristics of a "grandmaster", he can master all the techniques without a teacher, and his practice progresses very quickly.

Before reaching the Grandmaster realm, the essence of martial arts was physical training, which required mastery of the exercises, rather than miscellaneous learning, which would divert a lot of energy.

This is also the reason why he didn't learn many exercises at the beginning.

It's different now. He has become a top master. It's time to learn more exercises. He just needs to slowly break through the acupoints.

Over the past few days, he has learned many techniques.

Vacuum Mahamudra, Thirty-Six Movements of Piaoyun Swordsmanship, Death Stick Technique, and Crane-shaped Jump Picture.

Every skill is a treasure in the royal collection. It comes from various sects, including Buddhism, military sects, and Confucianism. They are all different schools and are not the same. As long as they are martial arts skills, no matter where you are Developed by family monks, they can all be learned.

However, Lu Mingyuan's purpose was not to cultivate himself into a true grandmaster. He practiced these techniques for other more important purposes.

That is to let these shadow warriors play their respective roles.

Each shadow warrior will have a soul, which represents an identity.

For example, the first shadow warrior will teach the instructions of Vacuum Mahamudra, and then he will play the role of a bald donkey martial artist studying Buddhism according to this Buddhist martial arts technique.

By analogy, if the second Shadow Master teaches the thirty-six moves of Piaoyun Swordsmanship, then the corresponding arrangement will be given to a military swordsman.

His purpose in doing this is also very simple.

As a retainer, he sneaked into Prince Jin's palace and became his assassin.

Let him also experience the feeling of being watched.

"Triggering the trait [Grandmaster], self-taught without a teacher, the mountain-destroying palm technique has been learned."

After a lot of study, Lu Mingyuan finally learned all the techniques in his hand.

This way it will be easier to handle.

He sent shadow warriors at different times and places to seek refuge in Prince Jin's Mansion, creating the illusion that he had many talents under his command.

In fact, these people are his puppets.

Even if his strength is low, only at the Grand Master level, or at the Grand Master level, and does not meet the requirements of the fifth grade, Lu Mingyuan believes that Lu Guangjing will still use him.

Because most of his assassins died young in the palace, it was a time when they were short of people.

And there is no rush, just hibernate for a while.

When his martial arts strength breaks through to the middle fifth level, the strength of these puppets will naturally increase.

When his strength is slightly higher, when the time comes, it will be the time for his death, Lu Guangjing.

Lu Mingyuan felt that there were no problems with his plan initially, but it might encounter various changes if implemented. The biggest problem was whether he could successfully enter the Jin Palace and gain the trust of the second prince.

Take one step, count it as one step.

He stood up and stretched.

A line of text appeared in front of Lu Mingyuan's eyes.

"Azure Fate - Wu Zun, the refining degree is increased to 15%"

After several days of hard work, it finally increased by 10%.

"When will there be a second trait?"

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but start to look forward to another special effect under the destiny of "Martial Lord".

As a blue horoscope, there must be more than two.

"Go to bed early today. Tomorrow will be the test of Wu Jian Pavilion. Whether the plan can come true then depends on whether the first shadow warrior goes well."

He didn't know what Lu Guangjing thought of him, but he definitely hoped that Lu Guangjing would die as soon as possible. None of the other princes targeted him. This guy was just looking for trouble every day, and would make some mischief every now and then.

Without resorting to any means, I really thought he was a soft persimmon.

Another bright day.

After waking up from sleep with Ziyun Hongwan in his arms, Lu Mingyuan took Qi Muxue's tea gift and started taking action.

The soul sneaked into the shadow warrior model that was made in advance, turned into blood, and escaped.

In the imperial city, people come and go.

The Imperial Capital has a population of millions, and countless strange things happen every day.

When Lu Mingyuan passed by the Mingdeng Si Yamen, he heard the conversation of the grassroots Jinyi above his head.

"A few days ago, Taoist priests from Leichi Taoist Temple went to Pingchuan County to investigate the case of a missing woman."

"Because her husband-in-law disliked her for being too ugly, the criminal secretly learned evil witchcraft. He liked the face of a girl, so he sneaked into their house late at night, cut off the face alive! Then blended it into his own face."

"This is really evil!"

Hearing this, he stopped and became slightly interested. When he suffered from witchcraft, it was also caused by witchcraft.

"The caster can change her appearance, but how can it be easy for her? She has to endure the pain of peeling off her skin every time she changes her skin."

"How did you deal with it in the end?"

"Of course he was beaten to the point of death by the Taoist Immortal Master."

The leader, Jin Yi from Dijing, whispered: "I heard that the woman's husband is still enjoying it every day. Tsk, tsk, he looked uninformed when he was being interrogated. It's really chilling."

Lu Mingyuan left after hearing this. It was a good little story.

Today's entrance to Prince Jin's Mansion.

The front door is wide open.

More than a dozen male and female monks in different clothes and costumes stood there waiting, ready to go.

When they saw a strong man with a thunderous face and a big beard emerging from the mansion, everyone kowtowed and saluted.

This person's name is Lei Meng, and he is a martial artist in the Guanhai Realm. His sect's power ranks among the top five hundred in the Mountain and River Ranking. He may not be a big deal in the Imperial City, but he is still somewhat famous outside the capital.

The Mountain and River Ranking is the ranking list of the Great Yan Sect. Anyone who can be on the list will not be weak.

Lu Mingyuan controlled the Blood Gluttonous Shadow Warrior. He was tall and burly, and he walked slowly. His momentum dropped, and everyone else felt a burning sensation on their faces.

They were all secretly frightened, this man was as angry and bloody as a dragon.

I'm afraid it's a great master, and not an ordinary great master.

And with a bronze tiger face, he looks extremely mysterious, and his strength seems unfathomable.

It wasn't until everyone entered Prince Jin's Mansion that the strong man began to speak.

"Welcome to Prince Jin's Mansion. Now you only need to participate in a small selection to enter the service of the Second Prince and enjoy countless incense!"

Lei Meng glanced at the monks present with his tiger eyes, used his vitality, and thunderous sounds rolled out.

When Lu Mingyuan heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The other party is obviously showing off. At present, all the top sects have lined up. There are very few sects who have not lined up. If there are countless incense to enjoy, can it still be his turn?

Easier said than done.

"Thunder worship, I don't know what kind of test it is." A woman holding a sword asked respectfully.

In the eyes of these monks, this Lei Meng was actually a servant of the royal palace, acting under orders and employed here.

Hearing this, Lei Meng curled up his lips and smiled in his eyes: "It's very simple. Only three of you can survive."

"Lei Congfang is joking with me, right?!"

When everyone present heard this, their expressions changed.

Lei Meng said calmly: "Everyone present here has a criminal background, and their identities are inevitably dirty. They fled here to avoid being hunted. If you came here for salary and stability, the Jin Palace will provide it, but at the same time, my palace also Don't raise mediocre people, you are all here for the quota of assassins, so you have to show your abilities and see if you are qualified to be this assassin."

"Three sticks of incense for now, please take care of yourself."

"What a joke! I give up the test!"

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked nervous and turned around to leave. However, he found that the courtyard of Prince Jin's Mansion had been covered with a layer of golden talisman formation, making it impossible for everyone to escape. His expression changed and he shouted:

"Let me out of here!"

Seeing him like this, Lei Meng took a step back to the pavilion behind him, looked down from a high position, and chuckled:

"Calling counts as time."