Chapter 1297 Chaos Mood, Into
"Lu Ming, the Chaos Sutra is in there, you can go in, as long as you successfully cultivate the Chaos Sutra, you can leave here, but you have successfully integrated the five artistic conception martial arts, so you must cultivate the Chaos Sutra, it will not be too difficult!"
Tu Yiyi pointed to a stone gate behind the battle platform.
"Thank you seniors!"
Lu Ming clasped his fists and walked towards the stone gate.
The stone door was closed, but after Lu Ming walked in, the stone door opened automatically.
Behind the stone gate, there was a haze, and it was impossible to see it clearly, Lu Ming didn't hesitate, and stepped inside.
As soon as Lu Ming walked into the Shimen, the Shimen took the initiative to close it.
Behind the stone gate is a huge stone room. Above the stone room, there is a figure sitting cross-legged in the air.
This figure is not very burly, nor is it very tall, but it gives the impression that it is as high as the sky, able to stand upright, and is the most burly figure in the world.
That kind of aura, mysterious and mysterious, is more inscrutable than any powerhouse Lu Ming has encountered in the past. When Lu Ming faced this figure, it was as if he was facing the entire universe.
At the beginning, when Lu Ming faced the sacred heart left by Tianxuan Saint, he was already shocked by the vast aura of the other party, but now he feels that Tianxuan Saint is just ants and dust in front of this figure.
At this moment, Lu Ming felt that his breathing stopped.
This figure, the body is completely shrouded in the light of chaos, can not see the real appearance, can only see the blurred figure.
"Could it be that this is Chaos Emperor Venerable?"
Lu Ming thought to himself.
Too strong, the realm of Chaos Emperor Venerable has reached a level that Lu Ming can't imagine.
But such a strong man has already fallen.
Lu Ming had heard Tu Yi mentioned before that the Emperor of Chaos had fallen, so he was looking for an inheritor.
How could such a powerful existence fall? What kind of enemy does he face?
Lu Ming couldn't imagine it.
Is it,
This figure in front of me is just a brand of Chaos Emperor Venerable?
Lu Ming secretly guessed.
"I am the Chaos Sutra!"
Suddenly, the figure spoke, and the voice was calm, and it was very comfortable to hear.
"The Sutra of Chaos? This figure is actually the Sutra of Chaos?"
Lu Ming was stunned. He never expected that Chaos Sutra would actually take the shape of a human, exuding a vast and unpredictable aura.
"I am left by Emperor Chaos, waiting for the inheritor here. After so many years, someone finally came here, and my mission is completed!"
Chaos Sutra spoke, and after speaking, it turned into a ray of light, flew to Lu Ming's eyebrows, and disappeared from Lu Ming's eyebrows.
The next moment, Lu Ming felt that there was a lot of information in his mind.
"The Sutra of Chaos, the cultivation method of chaotic artistic conception, and the field of chaos, and even the cultivation method of chaotic law, as well as the corresponding artistic conception martial arts, domain martial arts..."
Lu Ming closed his eyes and watched carefully.
"It's too mysterious, it's too mysterious."
The more he looked, the more excited Lu Ming became.
"No, the latter ones, I can't look at them now, and I can't understand them either. Now, I mainly want to turn my five artistic conceptions into chaotic artistic conceptions!"
Lu Ming calmed his mind and began to watch the first and most basic part of the Chaos Sutra, cultivating the chaotic mood.
The chaotic artistic conception is to transform the artistic conception of five or more completely different attributes into the chaotic artistic conception.
The chaotic artistic conception is extremely mysterious, and it is the beginning of all artistic conceptions between heaven and earth. After successfully cultivating the chaotic artistic conception, the chaotic artistic conception can even be transformed into other artistic conceptions at will.
For example, after successfully cultivating the chaotic artistic conception, the chaotic artistic conception can be transformed into the artistic conception of killing, the artistic conception of destruction, the artistic conception of blood, the artistic conception of thunder, and so on.
There are only the strongest artistic conceptions, the chaotic artistic conception cannot be transformed, such as the artistic conception of time, the artistic conception of space, etc.
After reading the Chaos Sutra carefully, Lu Ming sat cross-legged and began to practice.
Before Lu Ming, he had already integrated the five martial arts into one. Therefore, it is not difficult to cultivate the Chaos Sutra now. It can be said that the previous training and tests have paved the way for cultivating the Chaos.
Three days later, the five-color artistic conception surrounded Lu Ming's body and became a little boiling.
Seven days later, the color of the five-color artistic conception has become a little blurry.
Half a month later, the five artistic conceptions have been completely intertwined, and the original color can no longer be seen.
Two months later, Lu Ming was surrounded by mist and chaos.
The original five artistic conceptions disappeared, and instead, a more mysterious and supreme artistic conception bloomed on Lu Ming.
Chaos artistic conception, the emperor in the artistic conception, Lu Ming finally succeeded in his cultivation.
Moreover, the level also belongs to the fourth level of perfection.
Swish!
Lu Ming stretched out a finger, with a chaotic mood entangled on it, and lightly touched the space, and the space burst into waves, like water waves.
You must know that this is the heaven, and the space is very stable, far exceeding that of the Shenxu Continental Group. Before, Lu Ming could not tear the space with all his strength, but now, just a little bit, the space ripples.
"The power is too amazing. With my current cultivation base and the chaotic mood, I should be able to fight the emperor, right? Even the ability to suppress the emperor."
Lu Ming guessed that there were astonishing fluctuations in his eyes, which was self-confidence, an extremely strong self-confidence.
Lu Ming's current cultivation level is only at the peak of the ninth level of spirituality. Lu Ming has confidence that he can fight against the emperor, and even beat the emperor. If this is known to others, I am afraid that Lu Ming is a lunatic.
But now Lu Ming has this feeling.
In the past, he needed to rely on Lei Ding, or even Dandan, Bubble their help to compete with the emperor, but now, Lu Ming is confident, does not need Lei Ding, does not need Dandan, Bubble their help, he is capable The King.
"I don't know what happened to Xiaoqing? I've been here for more than three years. The outside world may have just passed by for a while. Xiaoqing is in my mountains and rivers. I don't know if the time is synchronized with me?"
Lu Ming thought to himself, then his eyebrows lit up, and the mountain and river map emerged. Lu Ming moved and appeared in the mountain and river map.
"Lu Ming!"
As soon as Lu Ming entered the map of mountains and rivers, Xie Nianqing's figure appeared in front of Lu Ming, staring at Lu Ming with resentment.
"Lu Ming, what's the matter? Why haven't you come to see me for more than three years?"
Xie Nianqing stared at Lu Ming hatefully, but deep in his eyes, there was a strong longing.
"For more than three years, is the time in the Mountains and Rivers map synchronized with me?"
Lu Ming's heart moved.
"Xiaoqing, it's like this..."
At the moment, Lu Ming explained the matter in detail.
"It is so..."
After hearing this, Xie Nianqing was amazed.
"Xiaoqing, your cultivation has improved a lot!"
Lu Ming swept his spiritual knowledge and found that Xie Nianqing's cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the ninth level of the Spiritual God. Like Lu Ming, he was only one step away from the Spiritual Spirit's perfection.
"Hmph, of course, I'm bored by myself, so I've been cultivating hard. In more than three years, the progress is naturally fast!"
Xie Nianqing said.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoqing!"
The next moment, Lu Ming hugged Xie Nianqing tightly in his arms, and printed Xie Nianqing's red lips on his lips.
When his lips met, Xie Nianqing's body trembled slightly, as if he had lost a trace of strength, and let Lu Ming do it.
For a long time, the lips are divided.
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