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Chapter 777

It is said that Baizun Mountain is not a plane. It is actually still above this dragon vein. It is only a peerless formation set up in all directions, completely separated, and only one entrance can enter.

"Although the Hundred Lords Mountain is called Hundred Lords, in fact, more than one hundred venerables left their marks and inheritance, probably 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 will make progress faster!"

Kong Jin laughed.

Each of them is good at different directions and understands different artistic conceptions. Of course, it is impossible to practice together. In Baizun Mountain, you need to find the one that suits you most in order to improve your understanding.

Similarly, it also depends on opportunities.

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

Then the eight people scattered, each chose a direction and flew forward.

The Baizun Mountain is very large, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles and countless peaks. I don’t know which mountain or in which corner, the Venerable will leave a mark.

Moreover, among the hundreds of mountains, the spiritual energy is so rich that it is unimaginable, it is several times more intense than the dragon veins outside.

Lu Ming felt that the richness of spiritual energy here was almost the same as that of the lower-grade spiritual crystals.

What is this concept? It is equivalent to the fact that it is permeated between heaven and earth, and it is all low-grade spiritual crystals.

Within one suck, there is the total amount of spiritual energy contained in several low-grade spiritual crystals.

"If you practice here, you don't need spiritual crystals!"

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

However, now is not the time to practice. The key is to find the mark that suits you and understand the artistic conception.

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

Lu Ming landed down and found a powerful aura spreading out of the lake.

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

Lu Ming stood still and let the dragon rush by.

"The wonderful artistic conception of water contains the understanding of the artistic conception of water by a powerful spiritual god realm. It can be combined with itself and learned from it. Unfortunately, I have not practiced the artistic conception of water, so I will look for something else!"

Lu Ming did not stop, so he soared into the air and flew towards the distance.

Next, he discovered several marks left by the powerful spiritual gods, but none of them were suitable for him.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Lu Ming found a cliff ahead, and there was a deep trace on the cliff wall, as if it was left by a sword.

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

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

There are eighteen stone pillars in total, seventeen of which are already human, only one stone pillar is left unattended, and this stone pillar is closest to the cliff.

Lu Ming flew up and landed on the stone pillar.

"The artistic conception of the wind!"

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

When Lu Ming landed, the other people on the stone pillars opened their eyes one after another, and when they saw Lu Ming, their faces changed slightly.

"Brother, I advise you to leave that stone pillar!"

A young woman spoke and said to Lu Ming.

"Why?" Lu Ming frowned slightly.

"Because someone has already booked that stone pillar, the man said that others cannot step into this stone pillar!"

The woman explained.

"Oh? Where is that person?" Lu Ming said.

"That person is not in Baizun Mountain now, maybe he is practicing in other places!"

Lu Ming shook his head and smiled and said, "Since I am not here, why can't I use it? Moreover, Baizun Mountains are public places. I have never heard of anyone belonging to. If he is not here, I can use it!"

After saying that, Lu Ming sat cross-legged.

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

A sneer came from another stone pillar.

"Miao Yi? Miao Yi on the Thousand Pride List 501?"

Lu Ming's expression moved and said.

"No, hehe, so I advise you to leave. When he comes, you will not end up well when you see you on it!"

The young man sneered.

"Then wait for him to come!"

Lu Ming said lightly, without any intention to leave.

"Hmph, overestimate one's ability. When Miao Yi comes, you will be crying!"

The young man snorted coldly.

Lu Ming was not in charge of the surrounding matters and looked at the mark on the cliff.

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

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

How profound is the understanding of artistic conception for the strong people in the Spirit God 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 reaches level 2, it cannot be achieved through continuous breakthroughs by relying solely on the mystery crystal. If you use solely on the mystery crystal, you will easily encounter bottlenecks and need to understand them.

As long as the mystery crystal is combined with one's own understanding, the best way is.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed, and Lu Ming had many new insights into the artistic conception of Feng.

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

On this day, when Lu Ming was comprehension, he suddenly felt a sharp murderous intent covering him.

His eyes moved and he 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, I'm in trouble!"

When they saw the visitor, the people around them shouted softly.

Especially the young man who said that Lu Ming was overestimating his abilities was even more gloating.

"Now, you are crying!" the young man sneered.

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

"Boy, who asked you to sit on that stone pillar? No one told you, did I order that stone pillar?"

Miao Yi looked down at Lu Ming with a cold and gloomy voice, as if he was a poisonous insect, staring at his enemy, making people feel cold.

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

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

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

Miao Yi ordered, as if he was ordering a slave.

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

However, when did Lu Ming ever be afraid of others being domineering?

"I ask you, are these Baizun Mountains from your Miao family?"

Lu Ming said.

"Of course not!"

Miao Yidao.

"Since it's not, what's wrong with you practicing here? Don't you know the first come first served? If you want, wait aside."

Lu Ming waved his hand.
Chapter completed!
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