In the vast expanse of nothingness, billions of streams of light flew by. One of them was like a shooting star, streaking across the nine-sky sky, disappearing from the distant Zhongtang, seeming to have crossed the endless space, and appeared in the east.
"Those nerds really know how to save trouble. They only cause trouble. The old man can't even sleep peacefully!"
At the bottom of Anshan Lake, an old man with a wine nose woke up muttering, pushing and pushing bottles and jars around him, and waved forward casually.
Buzz!
Above the sky, thousands of miles of clouds and mist surged endlessly, turning into giant claws in the sky, catching the light and shadow of the meteor and throwing it casually by the Anshan Lake.
"Ahem!"
Wu Ming rolled around, his body covered with grass clippings, lying on his back, speechless for a long time.
I don't know how long it took, before I slowly got up, and opened my mouth at Anshan Lake, which was shrouded in clouds and mist but was clear and calm. I wanted to jump up and curse, but after all, there was no way out. I dusted myself off and said respectfully.
He bowed respectfully, then turned and left.
"Humph, I learned to be polite after going out and getting beaten..."
The old man turned over angrily and continued to sleep.
No one saw this scene, but as the news of the Mid-Tang Dynasty gradually spread, storms and undercurrents surged throughout the Song Dynasty, and the situation had already begun to change.
But all this seems to have nothing to do with Wu Ming, who is eager to return home and returns to Bianliang without stopping.
Passing by the former snack street, he glanced at the Zhenwu Martial Arts School and looked at the boys and girls who were still running around and passing by in a hurry. Wu Ming left quietly and followed the once familiar streets to a small courtyard.
The building is empty!
The mulberry leaves are not here, and neither are the mulberry leaves!
To Wu Ming's joy, Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing came hand in hand in front of Prince Wu's Mansion. Their looks were far better than before. Although their auras were obscure and difficult to discern, they were as vast as a deep ocean and boundless. They were clearly among the great masters.
elephant!
"Okay, just come back!"
Seeing Wu Ming hurried forward to bow, the two of them hurriedly supported him and happily pulled him into the house.
In the empty Prince Wu's palace, there are now only a few old people who are unwilling to leave. The grown-up young men and women have already been sent by Wu Ming to lurk in various places, hiding their names and running perfectly according to the original plan.
Originally, he hoped that Wu Fu and others would leave together. After all, this trip was in the Tang Dynasty, the future was uncertain, and no one could tell what would happen.
But when I returned to the capital, I still thought, if there is someone to pick me up, what is a home without someone else?
"Uncle Chai..."
When Wu Ming saw Chai Qing, he didn't know what to say.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to blame yourself, Xiao Wei's destiny is like this!"
Chai Qing looked slightly bitter, but showed no resentment.
"Don't worry, I will definitely find the treasure to save Xiao Wei in my lifetime!"
Wu Ming solemnly promised.
"good!"
Chai Qing's eyes turned red and he nodded heavily. After seeing the ceremony with Hu Cang, he gave up the space to Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing.
"But there are obstacles to avoid in practice?"
Wu Fu asked.
Based on his familiarity with Wu Ming, it was really unexpected that he did not break through to the Grand Master level during this trip.
"You, the child has just come back and you haven't taken a breath yet. Why do you ask about cultivation?"
Sang Jingjing glared at him.
After all, she is a woman with delicate thoughts, but she is afraid that Wu Ming will not be able to think clearly. After all, for Tianjiao, she is young and energetic, and if she is hit, she will inevitably fall into despair.
"Haha, you are thinking too much!"
Husband and wife are of the same mind, Wu Fu certainly knows what his woman thinks.
"Uncle Fu, Aunt Jing, I haven't congratulated you yet!"
Looking at the two people who had resolved their knots, Wu Ming felt happy, "As for cultivation, the mental barriers have been removed, and the breakthrough is imminent. I think we will achieve it in the near future!"
"Okay, okay!"
The two nodded happily and started chatting with Wu Ming. They did not talk about their experiences in the past six months, but talked about their family's shortcomings.
"By the way, did you get to know a few female dolls at Taisu Immortal Palace in Qinzhou years ago?"
Unexpectedly, Sang Jingjing changed the topic and took Wu Ming's hand and said, "You are not young anymore. I think those girls are good. Wan'er is smart and clever, and she is beautiful and wise. Although Xuanqing is a bit older,
But his figure is excellent, and he is a prosperous husband who is suitable for both men and women..."
Before Sang Jingjing could finish speaking, Wu Ming found an excuse and fled.
"Ha ha!"
Wu Fu was greatly comforted, stroking his beard and laughing endlessly.
"You won't stop this kid!"
Sang Jingjing smiled and glared at him angrily.
"The young master has grown up and has his own ideas. Let's just wait and see!"
Wu Fu smiled.
"Well, this kid is very independent!"
Sang Jingjing nodded, a look of worry appeared on her brows again, and sighed, "Hey, it would be great if Ye'er was here, but about that kid from East Lake..."
Wu Fu's hand stroking his beard froze, his face darkened, and his eyes seemed solemn.
Li Donghu was deeply favored by the old King of Wu, but Yaowang Valley also had the kindness to cultivate him. This was originally a great thing, but the Chai Wei incident happened, which caused a rift between the two.
According to Wu Ming's temperament, everyone involved will inevitably have to go through the oil pan, but there are also mulberry leaves in the middle.
"Forget it, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. This is the young man's own knot. When the young master's cultivation is stable, we should leave!"
Wu Fu patted his wife's hand and said.
"That's fine. I haven't been back to Danlaishan for many years, so why don't you come with me?"
Sang Jingjing said.
"Okay, okay, don't mention it just once, just stay here forever!"
…
"call……"
In the brightly lit secret room, Wu Ming calmed down, eliminated all distracting thoughts, adjusted himself to his peak state, and rubbed a piece of jade. There was no joy in his brows that he was about to make a breakthrough. Instead, he frowned slightly.
"Practice or not?"
The jade is a heavenly martial jade. What makes him hesitant is whether to practice the "Wandering Dragon Sword Technique".
Wu Ming's martial arts was extremely fierce and open and closed. Although he had seen countless exquisite swordsmanship, including the epee skill, which was extremely powerful, he still felt that the light swordsmanship was not suitable for him.
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Even the sword technique was brought from the previous life. There is only one move, and it still doesn’t have an exact name. It is only called the backhand sword!
According to his temperament, fists and feet are the best weapons. This is why he has always focused on physical training, but his progress in Qi Dao cultivation has been a bit slow.
"If you continue to cut off, you will suffer chaos!"
Ku Ye knew why he hesitated. Lu Jiuyuan was kind to him after all. He couldn't bear to offend the elder and said again, "If you don't take what God gives you, you will be blamed!"
The sixteen words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Wu Ming's heart. After a moment of trance, his eyes flickered, and he firmly placed the jade between his eyebrows. The brilliance flashed, as if his soul was integrated into it, and there seemed to be a mysterious force.
The power is injected into the sea of consciousness.
Buzz!
Under the invisible stream of light, Wu Ming's whole body was covered with a thin layer of light sand, which was like a dream and an illusion, whether it was fake or real.
The only thing that is true is that there is a sharp edge that has never appeared in the past. It is majestic, like an abyss like the sea, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, like a rock shattering the sky!
Wandering Dragon Sword Intent!
Although he has never practiced this sword technique, he has already practiced the Wandering Dragon Step to the point where he can do whatever he wants. It is perfectly integrated with the Jiugong Step. Although his control of the sword technique is not easy to master, it is enough to understand the essence of the sword technique.
There were also other alternative sword pointing methods such as Thousand Cuts Sword Finger as a guide. When Lu Jiuyuan passed on the technique to him, the cultivation experience of the Lu family's ancestors of all generations was imprinted in it, which was enough to save him from countless detours.
"Wandering Long Dinghai!"
I don’t know how long it took, but I don’t know how many times I practiced martial arts with the help of the divine will inspired by the Heavenly Martial Jade. When Wu Ming woke up again, his eyes opened and closed, and two sword-like gazes shot out.
hold head high!
The roar of the dragon surged, and a wisp of sword energy rose up from the fingertips. It had the force of chasing the sea and patrolling the river. With the sound of turbulent waves, the light curtain of the secret chamber formation rattled and swayed endlessly.
“Get it all right!”
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the fingertips that were slightly glowing with greenish gold in surprise.
Although I was confident that I would reach the peak of my deduction, I still didn’t expect that the Youlong Sword Technique, Senluo Zhi and Qianjie Sword Technique fit perfectly perfectly. It didn’t take much effort to achieve the perfect integration in Tianyi Yanwu.
Of course, don't look at the outside, it may only be a short time, but in that mysterious space, under the will of God, it may be several years. This is the benefit of treasures.
"It's time!"
Wu Ming sat cross-legged and quietly closed his eyes to rest. When he opened his eyes again, he was as calm as before. His whole body was shaken, and dozens of feet of golden light and shadow appeared behind him!
The phantom of King Ming's Dharma is now fluttering with eight arms. Although the treasure is strong, it still reveals a ferocious and majestic power!
What's different from the past is that there is a shadow of an arm holding a sword in an instant!
"Wuji Dharma Form, Ning!"
Wu Ming silently recited the innate skill formula and absorbed all the true energy into his Dantian. The spiritual consciousness that had been tempered for thousands of times surged out and penetrated into the shadow of King Ming, gathering the power that was dissipated outward.
Buzz!
Vaguely, thunder rolled in the void, and as the eight arms of King Ming's phantom merged, they set off endless waves. The entire Chang'an City, and even the strong men radiating to the endless distance, all turned pale in horror and looked at the sky.
When a vision comes from heaven, something big will happen!
I just don’t know if this vision represents the birth of a demon, a strong man’s breakthrough, or the treasure’s reappearance!
Wu Ming didn't know all this. He devoted himself wholeheartedly to his cultivation and absorbed the power of King Ming's phantom. However, he saw five arms shaking wildly, which represented the cultivation of the stele, Senluo, Qianjie, Dajiang, and Lieyang.
Five Elements Exercises for Arms.
At this time, the five arms were twisting like dragons and pythons, seemingly unwilling to merge, but Wu Ming's superior will forced them to be contained, and they were stuffed into the Wuzang furnace almost arrogantly. Then the six arms shook and merged into one.
But it's not over yet. One arm holds a phantom like wind and thunder waves, and it stabs into the furnace. The blade-like arm and the sword-holding arm are twisted and entangled together, turning into a horned dragon-like arm, holding a sword in the hand.
The beam of light has a sword-like handle and an astonishing edge.
Boom!
When all the twisting vibrations were stabilized, King Ming's phantom suddenly shrank by ten feet, and then shrank again. It was only about nine feet. It was like a glaring Vajra made of gold, holding the cauldron high and holding a divine weapon.
Slay the demons!
The five elements are the furnace, the wind and thunder are contained within, the sword is in the hand, and the Dharma forms the cauldron!
Wu Ming, who was shrouded in golden light and looked like an angry Buddha, shook his hand casually, and the lichen was draped behind him like a curtain of light. (To be continued)