Four Hundred and Fortieth Chapters Oppression

Although, I only comprehended a glimpse of the artistic conception of heaven and earth, and it is still far from condensing the artistic conception rune, but this is already a huge improvement.

"There are still nine wind attribute Esoteric Crystals left, just use them all to deepen your understanding of the artistic conception of wind!"

Lu Ming's thoughts moved, and he continued to take out the wind attribute spar, crushed it and began to practice.

This time, there were more Profound Truth filaments that were absorbed by Lu Ming.

The amount absorbed is several times the previous amount.

After comprehending a trace of the artistic conception of heaven and earth, the absorption of the artistic conception filaments of the profound meaning spar became stronger.

Lu Ming's understanding of the artistic conception of wind gradually deepened.

It was not until the last nine wind-attribute Esoteric Stones were used up that Lu Ming ended his training this time.

"Now, the mood of wind can be put aside for a while, and you can start to comprehend the mood of fire. Also, the power of thunder, you need to find time to start to comprehend it!"

"Two days later, the Lord of the Fire Palace will open the hall to teach, don't miss it!"

Lu Ming thought about it, and then continued to practice.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Lu Ming walked towards the Palace of Fire.

Like the last time to the Palace of Winds, there were a lot of people, nearly two thousand.

The layout of the Hall of Fire is very similar to that of the Hall of Wind. The hall is covered with futons.

Lu Ming walked in and found a futon at random to sit down.

"That's Lu Ming, he really came to the Palace of Fire."

"He really wants to be a fellow practitioner of Feng Huo, he is really over his head!"

"I heard that some time ago, the Lord of the Palace of Wind wanted to accept him as a disciple, and the condition was that he should specialize in the artistic conception of wind, but he refused!"

"I've also heard about this. It's really arrogant. With a little achievement, the tail will go up to the sky, and I can't even listen to the opinions of the hall master."

"I think Sheng Wushuang is right,

The distance between him and Sheng Wushuang in the future will definitely get further and further away! "

All around, the other Divine Guards glanced at Lu Ming from time to time, muttering in their mouths and discussing in a low voice.

After hearing this, Lu Ming shook his head and didn't bother to pay attention.

Go your own way and let others do the talking.

He firmly believes that he will use practical actions to shut up these people.

Soon, the Lord of the Palace of Fire came.

The Lord of the Fire Palace is a tall old man, wearing a fiery red robe, with a mighty aura.

After he arrived, his eyes swept away, and he paused for a while on Lu Ming's body. Without saying anything, he began to explain.

Lu Ming listened intently.

Three hours later, when the explanation was over, Lu Ming felt that he had benefited a lot.

After returning to the other courtyard, Lu Ming began to practice non-stop.

The next day, Lu Ming used up all the five fire-type Profound Truth spar.

But unfortunately, it was a little bit worse, Lu Ming didn't realize the mood of fire.

"I have another chance to enter Baishen Slope. I just put the wind and fire mood for a while, and begin to understand the trend of thunder. When the trend of thunder has a chance, and then enter Baishen Slope, I can make the most of it. A precious spot!"

"Furthermore, tomorrow, the Hall Master of Thunder will also open a lecture in the hall, so I just went to listen to it."

Lu Ming pondered.

On the second day, Lu Ming went to the Temple of Thunder.

When Lu Ming walked into the Hall of Thunder, there was an uproar.

"That's Lu Ming, what is he doing here? Does he still want to understand the power of thunder?"

"Crazy, I think he is crazy, and at the same time he is cultivating the power of wind and fire, but he still wants to understand the power of thunder, it's really whimsical!"

"He's so stubborn, I don't think he can even break through King Wu!"

The others were talking excitedly one by one.

"Brother Lu, you are really beyond my expectations!"

A figure sat down beside Lu Ming.

"Brother Xiao!"

Lu Ming said.

This young man was Xiao Haoyu who was rescued by Lu Ming in the ancient battlefield of Dongming.

"Brother Lu, alas, I don't know what to say."

Xiao Haoyu sighed.

Lu Ming smiled slightly, didn't bother to pay attention to what others said, and waited quietly.

After a while, an old man in a green robe walked up to the height of the hall and sat cross-legged. Immediately, his eyes were like lightning, and he swept the surroundings.

When his eyes fell on Lu Ming, he began to be a little surprised. Then, a cold light flashed by and he said coldly, "Lu Ming, what are you doing here in the Temple of Thunder? Get out of here!"

The whole place fell silent.

Lu Ming's brows furrowed.

What happened to this Thunder Palace Master? Even if he does not agree with Lu Ming's artistic conception of cultivating thunder, he should not be directly reprimanded and let him get out.

Lu Ming got up, clasped his fists, and said, "Palace Master Lei, the juniors are only here to listen to the lectures. There is no rule in the Ditian Shrine that the juniors are not allowed to come here to listen to the lectures!"

"Listening to the class? It's ridiculous, now who doesn't know that you are arrogant, over-thinking, and want to cultivate the mood of wind and fire. What's even more ridiculous now is that you went to the Thunder Palace to listen to the mood of thunder, why? You still want to understand the mood of thunder. No, it's ridiculous, I, Thunder Palace, do not welcome arrogant people like you!"

The Thunder Palace Master waved his sleeves and yelled loudly.

Lu Ming frowned even tighter.

"Lu Ming, I heard that the Hall Master of Thunder is the master of Qiu Changkong!"

In his ears, Xiao Haoyu's slight voice came.

Lu Ming raised his brows and suddenly realized.

Lu Ming finally knew who was the mysterious master behind Qiu Changkong, who was the big man in Ditian Shrine.

It was actually the Hall Master of Thunder, one of the Nine Hall Masters.

No wonder the Lord of the Thunder Palace yelled loudly when he saw Lu Ming. Originally, Lu Ming was a little strange, but now, everything makes sense.

"Ha ha!"

Lu Ming's face also turned cold, and said, "Palace Master Lei, am I arrogant and arrogant? I have cultivated several kinds of artistic conceptions, which seem to have nothing to do with it. Besides, in the world, my fellow practitioners have several kinds of artistic conceptions, and they have become a powerful force in the world. There are not a few people, so why do you think I can’t do it?”

"Presumptuous, what is your attitude? Dare to talk to this old man like that?"

The Hall Master of Thunder drank coldly, stood up abruptly, and an unbelievably powerful aura burst out, as deep as the sea, it was difficult to guess.

sizzle...

On the Lord of the Thunder Palace, thunder and lightning flashed, densely covering the whole body, and a terrifying breath slammed down on Lu Ming.

Roar!

Lu Ming suddenly let out a long howl, the blood of the Nine Dragons erupted, the dragon roar burst out, and a spear burst out, resisting the breath.

However, Lu Ming felt that the top of his head seemed to be weighed down by an ancient sacred mountain weighing hundreds of millions of kilograms.

creak...

Lu Ming's body seemed to groan, and his bones creaked.

bump!

Lu Ming almost fell to his knees, shouted loudly, and when he used force on his waist, he put his hands on the ground, and barely did not kneel down.

"Lu Ming, what kind of thing are you? You dare to compare yourself with those strong men of Gaidai who are all over the world. Those strong men have several artistic conceptions because they have such talents, do you have them?"

The Hall Master of Thunder drank coldly.

"I said, I want to cultivate several moods, it's my own business, and it has nothing to do with you, old guy, your apprentice Qiu Changkong was defeated by me, do you feel ashamed? You are the Temple of Thunder. Lord, because of my apprentice's incompetence, he took action against me, bullying the small, without being ashamed, I will stab the palace master in this matter."

Lu Ming roared.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao