Chapter Seven Hundred and Seventy Seventh Waiting on the Edge

It is said that Baizun Mountain is not a plane, it is actually still in this dragon vein, but it is surrounded by a peerless array, completely separated, and only one entrance can enter.

"Hundred Zun Mountain, although it is called Hundred Zun, in fact, more than one hundred venerables left their marks and inheritance, and it is estimated that there are no less than a few hundred, distributed in every corner!"

Qiao Xuan explained.

"Haha, Lu Ming, it seems that we are going to practice separately. After a while, let's see who makes the fastest progress!"

Kong Jin laughed.

Each of them is good at different directions, and the mood of comprehension is different. Of course, it is impossible to cultivate together. In Baizun Mountain, you need to find the most suitable one for you, in order to improve your understanding.

Likewise, chance is needed.

"Okay! We'll meet here after a while!" Lu Ming nodded.

Immediately, the eight people dispersed, each chose a direction, and flew forward.

Baizun Mountain is very large, with a radius of no less than hundreds of thousands of miles, and there are countless peaks. I don't know which mountain peak, or which corner, will have a mark left by the Venerable.

Moreover, Baizun Mountain is unimaginably rich in spiritual energy, and the dragon veins outside are several times richer.

Lu Ming felt that the concentration of spiritual energy here was similar to that of low-grade spirit crystals.

What is this concept, it is equivalent to the pervasiveness of heaven and earth, all of which are low-grade spirit crystals.

In one breath, there is the total amount of spiritual energy contained in several low-grade spirit crystals.

"If you practice here, you don't need a spirit crystal!"

Lu Ming sighed, he was really envious of those people from the big family.

However, now is not the time to cultivate, first to find the mark that suits you and to understand the mood is the key.

Lu Ming flew all the way, and soon, he found a dozen people sitting cross-legged on the shore of a small lake.

Lu Ming landed down, and found the lake water, a powerful air force, filled out.

He sensed it carefully, and suddenly felt that there was a huge flood dragon in the lake, rushing towards him. This flood dragon contained a powerful artistic conception of water.

Lu Ming stood still, letting Jiaolong rush past.

"The wonderful artistic conception of water contains the comprehension of the artistic conception of water by a spiritual and spiritual powerhouse. It can be combined with oneself and learn from it. Unfortunately, I don't have the artistic conception of water, so I should look elsewhere!"

Lu Ming didn't stop, soared into the air and flew into the distance.

Next, he found several imprints left by the spiritual powerhouses, but none of them were suitable for him.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Lu Ming found that there was a cliff in front of him. There was a deep trace on the cliff, which seemed to be left by the sword.

This cliff is thousands of meters high. In front of the cliff, there are more than a dozen stone pillars, standing on the ground and flush with the cliff.

On the stone pillar, a figure sits cross-legged.

There are a total of eighteen stone pillars, seventeen of which are already occupied, only one stone pillar is unoccupied, and this stone pillar is the closest to the cliff.

Lu Ming flew and landed on the stone pillar.

"The mood of the wind!"

As soon as Lu Ming sensed it, he found that the notch on the cliff contained the mysterious artistic conception of wind, and the artistic conception of wind was exactly what Lu Ming needed.

When Lu Ming landed, the other stone pillars opened their eyes one after another, and their expressions changed slightly after seeing Lu Ming.

"This brother, I advise you to leave that stone pillar!"

A young woman said to Lu Ming.

"Why?" Lu Ming frowned slightly.

"Because that stone pillar has already been reserved, and that person said, no one else can set foot on this stone pillar!"

The woman explained.

"Oh? Where's that person?" Lu Ming asked.

"That person is not in Baizun Mountain now, maybe he is cultivating elsewhere!"

Lu Ming shook his head and smiled and said, "Since I'm not here, why can't I use it? Besides, Baizun Mountain is a public place. I've never heard of who it belongs to. If he's not here, I can use it!"

After saying that, Lu Ming sat cross-legged.

"Hey, boy, I might as well tell you that the man's name is Miao Yi, and he is the youngest son of the Miao family!"

Another stone pillar came out with a sneer.

"Miao Yi? Miao Yi from Thousand Pride List 501?"

Lu Ming's expression changed and said.

"Yes, hehe, so I advise you to leave. When he comes and sees you, your fate will not be good!"

The young man sneered.

"Then wait for him to come and talk!"

Lu Ming said lightly, he had no plans to leave.

"Hmph, I'm not self-sufficient, when Miao Yi comes, you will cry!"

The young man snorted coldly.

Lu Ming didn't care about the surrounding affairs, his eyes were fixed on the notch on the cliff.

Slowly, the notch in Lu Ming's eyes changed, turned into a sword, and then turned into a figure, dancing the sword in the void, each sword contained a mysterious artistic conception of wind.

Even if it is the same mood, different people comprehend it differently.

How profound is the understanding of the spiritual realm for the powerhouse of the spiritual realm? Lu Ming can compare it with his own artistic conception, find inspiration, and quickly improve his understanding of artistic conception.

When the artistic conception has reached the second level, it is not only by the Profound Meaning spar, which can continuously break through. If the Profound Meaning spar alone is used, it is very easy to encounter bottlenecks, and it is necessary to comprehend it.

As long as the profound meaning spar is combined with one's own comprehension, it is the best way.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and Lu Ming has gained a lot of new insights into the artistic conception of wind.

Continue to practice, time has passed day by day, and four days have passed. It has been seven days since Lu Ming came here.

On this day, when Lu Ming was comprehending, he suddenly felt a fierce murderous intent enveloped him.

He moved his eyes and looked aside.

There, a young man in a green robe was coming step by step.

"It's Miao Yi, Miao Yi is here!"

"That boy, trouble!"

Seeing the person coming, the surrounding people let out a low cry.

Especially the young man who said that Lu Ming was over his own strength was a little bit more gloating about misfortune.

"Now, you are the one to cry!" The young man sneered.

Miao Yi was wearing a green robe, with his hands on his back, his eyes were cold, and he stepped into the air and appeared not far from the stone pillar.

"Boy, who made you sit on that stone pillar, no one told you, did I order that stone pillar?"

Miao Yi was condescending, looking down at Lu Ming, his voice was cold and gloomy, like a poisonous insect, staring at his enemy, making people feel chills.

"I heard that someone told me this when I first came here."

Lu Ming smiled lightly.

"Since someone told you, you still dare to sit, don't you take me seriously? Now, roll down from the face, slap yourself a hundred times in the face, and then roll as far as you go, I don't care about this matter. !"

Miao Yi commanded, as if commanding a servant.

Lu Ming shook his head and smiled, this Miao Yi is really domineering.

However, when has Lu Ming ever been afraid of others being domineering?

"I ask you, is this Hundred Zun Mountains your Miao family's?"

Lu Ming said.

"of course not!"

Miao Yidao.

"Since it's not, what's wrong with you cultivating here? Don't you know about the first-come, first-served? If you want it, wait by the side."

Lu Ming waved his hand.

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