"Mu—Qing—!"

Pulling her back to the room, Lu Lingqiu stared at the girl with a bad expression, turned around and closed the door with a "bang!"

He still remembers Xiao Bai's expression that swallowed a fly.

Under the cold rejection of the girl who did not give her any face at all, although the other party did not get angry and look for trouble on the spot like the other people, he could not escape with resentment.

Before he even entered the sect, he caused a lot of trouble, which was something that Lu Lingqiu, who had always been cautious and steady, could not accept.

He decided to let the girl realize the seriousness of the matter.

"No, don't be angry..."

Mu Qing stepped back to the corner step by step, shook his exposed shoulders lightly, and said aggrievedly: "That man was not a good thing at first glance. He, he stared at the master for a long time, and was so disgusting..."

She lowered her head slightly, stared at the ground in front of her toes, and her fingers were tucked together, like a child doing something wrong.

"Then you can't just..." Lu Lingqiu wanted to scold her, but when she saw her pitiful look, she couldn't say anything to her lips. She softened her heart and waved her hand and said, "Forget it, I can't blame you all."

After all, she hasn't told her the purpose and plan of joining the Lingyue Sect, so it is only right that she is unwilling to cooperate.

"Then... won't you hit me anymore?" Mu Qing glanced at him weakly.

"What will I do if I hit you?" He felt puzzled.

"Then... don't you scold me?"

"Why should I scold you?"

"That's how it is."

"Why do you look regretful?"

"Talent, no!"

Lu Lingqiu pulled Mu Qing to the bed helplessly and said seriously: "It seems we are going to make three rules."

"What three chapters?" The girl curled her lips, as if she didn't want to be restricted by inexplicably.

After all, as a demon lord, his status in the demon clan is "below one demon and above all ten demons". How could he be willing to be bound by the rules?

But Lu Lingqiu was not used to her problems and said directly: "First, after I 'joined' the Lingyue Sect, I must not cause trouble. I should pretend to be an introductory monk and practice in a low-key manner. When the time is right, I will take you to Jinghua Palace."

"Ha? I'm going to participate in the assessment of that small scout sect, too?"

She was shocked: "Didn't you agree to be a disciple by yourself? When will I even..."

"This is the master's mission." Lu Lingqiu interrupted mercilessly.

Seeing her dissatisfied, he pondered for a moment, then took out a simple book from the storage ring and handed it to her.

This object is about half a finger thick, with a light pink fluorescent flowing on the cover, and the edges are fine. There are four big characters "The True Art of Flower God" written in the upper right corner, which is not an ordinary thing at first glance.

The girl subconsciously took it into her hand, looked at the cover, and read in confusion: "The True Art of Flower God..."

"Um."

She opened one of the pages and glanced at them. Seeing that they were all obscure human languages, it was unlikely to fully understand them for a while, so she asked, "What is this?"

"It's nothing. Every guardian spirit envoy who turns into a regular guardian will obtain a copy of the Heavenly Level Practice. I just handed it over to you in advance." After a punch, I had to give you a piece of candy. Lu Lingqiu understood this truth, so he would naturally not be stingy.

"Oh..." The girl nodded blankly, then slowly widened Shui Ling's eyes, "...Ah?!! Heaven, Heavenly Level?!!!"

"I have never seen a heavenly level skill! No, does the heavenly level skill really exist?"

Lu Lingqiu nodded, then did not give her any time to react, and then said: "Second, after I lifted the Great Seal of Wood, your cultivation will return to normal. Remember, you will definitely not be allowed to use spiritual techniques without my permission! And, you must always use hidden spirits to suppress your cultivation to the Qi Refining Stage and hide all the spiritual pressure."

"But, but..." The girl had not yet come back to her senses from the shock of the Heavenly Level Practice. When she heard the second request, she looked embarrassed.

"It's okay without spiritual skills, but although I can hide my cultivation, I can't hide all the spiritual pressure... After all, there are very few such things in the secrets of our demon clan's martial arts..."

Mu Qing is right.

In the demon clan's cultivation system, there are few sayings about hidden spirits.

The wild beasts transformed into monsters by chance. From the first moment they entered the practice, they began to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

After practicing to a certain level, demons, like humans, need to have their own territory.

The so-called territory is the spiritual vein.

The spiritual veins are also divided into three or six grades. The upper-class spiritual veins have rich spiritual energy and can cultivate thousands of miles a day.

Medium spiritual veins and ordinary spiritual veins are not comparable to ordinary places of practice, so fighting for spiritual veins has naturally become the norm for the demon clan.

And grabbing territory does not necessarily have to fight to the death.

Most of the time, the demon race only needs to release the spiritual pressure outside. After some little demons sense the threat, they will take the initiative to give up their territory under this spiritual pressure gap to avoid a fight without a chance of winning.

Over time, exposing one's spiritual pressure has become a habit for monsters and an entry point for human monks to hunt monsters.

Lu Lingqiu sighed slightly in his heart, took out a roll of parchment from his arms and threw it to her.

"Take it."

"This...is this again..." She took it carefully and unfolded it.

"The Revelation Technique of All Spirits. My own wood-attributed Tian-level auxiliary spiritual technique."

Lu Lingqiu's faint voice seemed to be saying a trivial matter: "It allows you to control the spiritual pressure and cultivation exposed to the body at will. No one below the same level can see through it."

"Ha?!!! Ahhh..." Mu Qing opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.

Heavenly level exercises, self-created Heavenly level spiritual art...

Can't be seen below the same level??

The middle-grade earth-level martial arts that I have been using have been obtained by the elders of the clan who spend all their energy and resources. Just this level of existence is already in the demon clan’s price but no market.

And the heavenly level spiritual arts, secrets...

It is completely unheard of, and it is unheard of.

He, what kind of existence does he exist...???

The girl was dizzy and looked at the ancient books and parchment in her hands, feeling as if she was living in a dream.

This is something that even the Heavenly Demon may not have the chance to get! He...he gave it to me like that??

Before she could think too much, Lu Lingqiu said again:

"Third, in front of outsiders, especially after joining Lingyue, you and me are temporarily siblings. You like to call yourself "original" and you must get rid of it."

"Wait and wait!"

When she heard this, she felt a little unhappy and her little face wrinkled: "But I am the demon master!"

The title of Demon Lord in the Demon Clan is equivalent to the human Nascent Soul Cultivator being called "Old Ancestor". It is a symbol of identity and status. Mu Qing started practicing hard for nearly a hundred years from his birth before he successfully transformed and obtained the title of Demon Lord. It was a bit difficult for her to suddenly change it.

However……

"If you can't do it, return me the skills and secrets I just gave you."

Lu Lingqiu stretched out his palm and a light sound came.

The girl trembled all over when she heard this, and immediately hugged Gu Shu and Secret Books in front of her chest and tightened it, and shook her head quickly.

Seeing her appearance, Lu Lingqiu felt happy, but on the surface he glanced at her coldly and asked:

"So, you should know what to call me in the future, right?"

Mu Qing gritted his teeth, and two flusheds gradually flew on his cheeks, which had been brewing for a long time.

Finally said shyly:

"Ling, Brother Lingqiu."

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Chapter completed!