my luck is on

Although Ye Mei didn't know the cause and effect of the incident, she could tell that if Lu Yang wasn't detoxified quickly, it would be a disaster.

Ye Mei hurriedly took out several antidote elixirs from her ring for Lu Yang to take, and injected her spiritual energy into Lu Yang's body to help him expel the poison.

After a while, Lu Yang still didn't improve.

Ye Mei was so anxious that she knew how to save Lu Yang, but there was only one...

"Yingying, I will use a secret technique to rescue your adoptive father. No outsiders can interfere. You go outside and wait."

"Mom, I got it! You must save Dad!"

Lin Yingying saw with her own eyes that her father died in front of her, and she would never be able to bear the second eternal separation.

As Lin Yingying went out, Ye Mei took a deep breath, as if making up her mind, and started her so-called secret technique.

……

The next morning, Ye Mei got up from the bed, saw Lu Yang who was out of danger, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The method of exchanging yin and yang has finally worked...

"We owe nothing to each other."

Ye Mei didn't want Lu Yang to know that she lost her body to him in order to save him.

She didn't want Lu Yang to feel guilty, and she didn't want him to be responsible for it.

All of this was voluntary, and Ye Mei didn't want Lu Yang to have a psychological burden.

Ye Mei walked out of the door, but saw a person lying down by the door.

Ye Mei carried Lin Yingying back to her room distressedly. On the way, Lin Yingying asked half asleep, "Mother, is dad okay?"

"It's okay, you can sleep well!"

After hearing the affirmative answer, Lin Yingying fell asleep peacefully again.

After Lin Yingying settled down, Ye Mei returned to Lu Yang's room, washed Lu Yang thoroughly from top to bottom, and finally changed into a clean piece of clothing for him.

Lu Yang slept for three full days before getting up.

After waking up, Lu Yang first checked his cultivation.

Sure enough, he returned to the ninth level of Qi training.

In the dantian, there was left a broken Qi wall after the promotion failed.

Although it was frustrating to fail in the promotion, Lu Yang quickly recovered his mood.

Frustrations are inevitable in the journey of cultivation, and the most important thing is to save one's life.

Just when Lu Yang was about to get up, Ye Mei came in and wanted to change his clothes.

Seeing that Lu Yang woke up, Ye Mei was naturally very happy, and then remembered what happened that night, which made her shy and avoided Lu Yang's eyes.

In order to avoid embarrassment for the two of them, Lu Yang quickly said, "Sister, how long have I been in a coma?"

Ye Mei replied awkwardly: "It's been three days."

"Thank you sister for taking care of me these few days. Why did I get poisoned at the critical moment of foundation establishment?" Lu Yang quickly changed the subject.

"It's my negligence, Senior Sister. I didn't expect that the Gu that that bastard Chen Yu had placed on you that day would have residual poison, and it would explode when your body was at its weakest."

Ye Mei blamed herself for Lu Yang's failure in building a foundation.

It was precisely to save Ye Mei that Lu Yang was bewitched by Chen Yu.

That's why Ye Mei used yin and yang to complement each other to save Lu Yang's life.

"I can't blame Senior Sister, I can only say that everything is fate, anyway, I will succeed one day!"

Although Lu Yang said so, he still had a trace of regret in his heart.

After this failure in foundation building, Lu Yang began to ask Ye Mei for some magical powers.

After all, compared to other monks, the magic weapons that Lu Yang can bring to the table are really pitifully few.

After receiving Ye Mei's introduction, Lu Yang discovered why the Dharma Hall is the first among the five major divisions.

In addition to the Gu technique, the Dharma Hall has its subtleties in formations, spells, and poisoning.

Among them, Ye Mei is best at spells.

The blood moon vortex she used to save Lu Yang that day was the use of the blood curse.

The so-called talisman means that the talisman master seals the magical powers on paper in advance.

When needed, stimulate it with spiritual power.

This has two advantages in front of the battle. First, it allows monks who do not know this technique to use it.

Secondly, even if you can use it in the first place, you can reduce the consumption of spiritual energy.

After training, the talisman master can make more detailed manipulations of the spiritual consciousness, and copy the magical powers simulated by the aura on the talisman.

Only when one's consciousness can achieve this level of control can one be called a charmer.

It can be said that the attack of the divine sense focuses on the strength of the spiritual power of the divine sense itself, and as for the spells, the focus is on the control ability of the divine sense.

Although the focus of the spell master is on the control of the spiritual sense, only with a strong spiritual sense can the stronger spells be made.

Those who can become spell masters usually have stronger spiritual consciousness.

Although Ye Mei is only at the early stage of Golden Core, her consciousness has reached the late stage of Golden Core.

Because of this, Lu Yang never noticed when she was following Lu Yang.

Knowing this, Lu Yang made up his mind that after becoming a pagan disciple, he must learn spells well.

Ye Mei has a lot of spells in her hands, but most of them are at the Golden Core level, which cannot be aroused with Lu Yang's current spiritual power.

However, Ye Mei's cultivation had only returned to the third level of Qi training, and she couldn't refine suitable spells for Lu Yang, so everything still had to be learned by Lu Yang himself.

So, with less than three months left, Lu Yang devoted himself to spiritual training.

Lu Yang's spiritual awareness is extraordinary, and his spiritual power is twice the result with half the effort, and he soon reached the level where he can refine spells.

However, with his current ability, he was still unable to refine spells with complicated moves, and could only make some simple spells.

Seven days before the pagan trial, Lei Xiao came here suddenly.

Lei Xiao was very angry about Lu Yang's unauthorized attack on the foundation establishment and the failure of the foundation establishment. This is very important to Lu Yang's future growth.

However, when he saw that Lu Yang failed to establish the foundation, he was not discouraged. Instead, he achieved and learned to manipulate the spell in a short period of time, and his anger has long since disappeared.

Lei Xiao's choice of disciples is quite consistent with the pagan philosophy, that is, talent and cultivation are not everything, and a person's xinxing quality will affect his later development.

Lei Xiao didn't teach Lu Yang anything, after all Lu Yang wasn't a pagan disciple.

With Lei Xiao's status, it is naturally not suitable to teach it in private.

Lei Xiao is very optimistic about Lu Yang, knowing that he will pass the test.

Even if the foundation building is not successful, no additional help is needed.

After a lapse of one year, the day of pagan trials finally arrived.

Lu Yang looked like a gentleman who was going to Beijing to rush for the exam. With the blessings of his wife and daughter, he set off for Yinfengxuanling.

As usual, the square under Yinfengxuanling was crowded with many disciples from various sects in the Demon Realm who were about to participate in the Pagan Trial.

However, the number of people was reduced by half compared to the previous time.

Just as Lu Yang recalled the experience of last year's trial, a familiar voice came over.

"Big brother?"

Lu Yang looked back, he was an acquaintance.

Zhao Yun, Zhao Banshan's younger sister.

The three of them met at the inn last year, and they established a friendship because of a disturbance caused by a registered disciple of the pagan religion, Lu Changan.

When Lu Yang was still in the Pagan Trial, he secretly helped Zhao Yun.

Lu Yang didn't expect to participate in the second time, and met this woman again, what a fate!