Chapter 191: The Tree Wants to Be Quiet, But the Wind Doesn't Stop
Although Lu Ming has not practiced as hard as before in the past three years, nor has he practiced Qi as hard as before, but after his peaceful life relaxed his tense cultivation nerves, his cultivation not only did not stagnate, but also improved.
Be more diligent.
Therefore, Lu Ming broke through the gray cloud with just one punch, forcing the disciple who was at the peak of Foundation Establishment back, and then hit the disciple with two punches, leaving him unable to fight back. He was directly beaten by him
It was blown up and he was lying there motionless, seemingly dead.
The other four modifications looked at everything that happened suddenly with stunned expressions. Lu Ming punched their senior brother who was at the peak of foundation building with three punches. How could they not be shocked and forget to even run away? The pressure Lu Ming had just exerted made them
They felt a little trembling, and the pressure was far greater than the pressure from their senior brother.
"Dead?" The disciple with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks suddenly whispered in disbelief. When he opened the senior brother's body, what surprised them even more was that the scarred monk's chest and dantian had all exploded, and he was covered in blood.
Blood!
When they were looking at the body of the scarred monk, Lu Ming stared at them and did not rush to take action. When the monk Huang Yi saw the death of the scarred monk, his heart suddenly died. Just now he
He was still very arrogant in front of the other party. He looked up and saw Lu Ming looking at them with murderous intent. His heart skipped a beat and he took a few big steps back. Lu Ming's eyes on his forehead shocked him.
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Said it was the eyes, or more accurately it should be the spiritual consciousness. Lu Ming's spiritual consciousness at this time had far surpassed theirs, and the spiritual consciousness with murderous intent could directly penetrate their hearts.
"boom!"
"ah!"
Lu Ming saw the monk in yellow preparing to escape tremblingly. Unfortunately, the monk underestimated Lu Ming's speed. Just when he gave up, Lu Ming punched him in the face with lightning speed.
on the back.
There was a loud noise and a scream, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. The yellow-clothed monk never imagined that Lu Ming could be so fast. He could not even escape from the monks in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, but he did not expect that he could not catch Lu Ming.
The other three were all disciples of the Wu Yuan Sect. They were wearing the same clothes. When they saw Lu Ming punching the yellow-clothed monk to pieces, their faces were ashen. They let out a cry of fear and their clothes were soaked in cold sweat, with a deep feeling.
He looked at Lu Ming with fear.
Lu Ming looked at the three people coldly, and the three people suddenly seemed to be unable to help but take a step back: "Fellow Taoist, it was the disciple in yellow who had the idea to injure the old wine man, and it was the swordsman who injured the old wine man.
The scarred male monk took action. Now that they have all been beaten to death by you, just let us live. Besides, we are all disciples of Wu Yuan Zong. If you kill us all, Wu Yuan Zong will also take action on you!"
The monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said.
"Really?" Lu Ming's cold voice was like a dagger inserted into their cold hearts. Judging from Lu Ming's expression, he didn't want to let them go, and Lu Ming's next words made the sharp-mouthed monk suddenly feel stupid.
He said: "Didn't you say you would lure me here and kill me to seize the treasure? Now I'm standing here, come on!"
Lu Ming's words were like a thunderbolt hitting the top of the disciple's head, and his face suddenly turned pale. He didn't expect that his small voice was still heard by Lu Ming. Isn't there only a dead end now?
"Hey, I will catch you even if I die!" Seeing that Lu Ming was determined not to let him go, the disciple with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks flew towards Lu Ming with a strong intention to die.
"Want to self-destruct? None of us have!" Lu Ming has seen this kind of trivial skill many times. How could Lu Ming, who has experienced many battles, fail to see his thoughts.
Then he clenched his fist with his left hand and turned into a golden dragon flying towards the monk who was coming straight towards him.
"bump!"
The golden tornado swept over the monk who came straight towards him, and struck the monk's Dantian hard. The Dantian was instantly exploded, and his spiritual power leaked out instantly. The disciple without spiritual power fell from the air, and fell violently.
He fell to the ground hard, with a look of pain on his face.
"Ouch!" The golden dragon opened its mouth and swallowed the disciple directly. When it came out again, the disciple had turned into a pile of bones. The golden dragon flew back into Lu Ming's body, and Lu Ming vaguely felt
The spiritual power in his body has increased again.
I don't know when, but the magic formula that I created and transformed into a dragon actually became able to devour the monks, and then absorb the spiritual power from their bodies. When it returned to my body again, my spiritual power had increased.
This is definitely not within the Dragon Body Technique training method. This may be caused by Lu Ming's sudden change when he was practicing the Dragon Body Technique. However, Lu Ming was very surprised at first, but he secretly rejoiced that this was a good one.
As for the cultivation method, if you absorb more of the spiritual power of the monks, wouldn't you be able to improve your cultivation without practicing?
But Lu Ming knew that it would be harmful to the world to kill innocent disciples for cultivation, so he finally gave up on this approach. Of course, these scum in the world of cultivation would just be sucked, and it would be no big deal.
of.
The only two remaining modifiers had pale faces. When they saw the senior fellow with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks turned into a pile of bones, they were all shocked. They had never heard of such a technique, which completely subverted their understanding.
Seeing that Lu Ming was still full of murderous intent, there was no doubt that he would die today, but the monk wanted to die with dignity, so they both sacrificed their magic weapons and attacked Lu Ming. These two people didn't want those people to be so hateful, and Lu Ming didn't want to either
It was too cruel, so he sacrificed the dragon-slaying sword.
I saw him swipe the dragon-slaying sword through the air, and a giant dragon flew out, knocking the two modifications away. He let out two screams and killed the two of them effortlessly, but the road name was still left with them.
A whole corpse.
Lu Ming took a cold look at the mess here and buried all the blood and corpses with a wave of his hand. It was impossible to tell that a fierce battle had taken place here.
When he arrived at the tavern, he was surprised to see Erya appearing in the tavern, "Brother Lu! You are back!"
She ran towards him with excitement on her face, and Lu Ming felt a little warm in his heart. In the past three years, these were the only people who had accompanied him. When he saw that Sun Tiejiang was also there, he already understood something in his heart.
"Has the old man woke up?" He looked at Uncle Sun, feeling warm in his heart. He was the only one who could help them now.
Sun Er shook his head: "Not yet. He is already an old man. How can he withstand all this trouble? Fortunately, you arrived in time, otherwise this old man's life would not have been saved."
There was vicissitudes of life and helplessness in his eyes, and of course there was also a touch of gratitude. He had known the old drunkard for many years, and they could be considered friends in the past.
"Uncle Sun, what are you talking about? This is Lu Ming's duty. It's just that I came too late!" He slapped the wall hard, hating himself for not being faster.
"Fortunately, it's nothing serious." Sun Er vaguely knew what Lu Ming had gone to do just now, but if he really came back unscathed, then the other party must have been killed by Lu Ming, and he was vaguely concerned about Lu Ming's identity.
There is speculation.
He looked at his daughter, his eyes softened a lot, and continued: "Originally, I wanted to take Erya and leave here tomorrow, but now I can see through it."
He paused slightly: "Where can there be real peace in this world? It is impossible for ordinary people like us to live and work in peace and contentment without the constraints of a cultivator who can truly enforce it."
"So I decided to stay here and don't let this old man drink. Drinking is harmful to the body. I will go to the drug store to get some medicine and come back another day. It's time for him to rest. After so many years and at such an old age, he still doesn't know how to rest.
.well……"
Finally, it turned into a sigh, took the little daughter's hand and left.
It wasn't until the first ray of sunlight shone down the next morning that he stopped exercising, thinking that after injecting so much spiritual energy, he would be fine soon. However, the old man's body was not as good as that of the young man, and he probably needed to maintain his health.
A while ago.
"It's no use now, old man!" The old bartender's mind was clear. Although he was lying on the bed, he was like a mirror in his heart. Lu Ming had already closed the tavern. In fact, not many people came to his tavern to drink.
It was even more deserted now, but fortunately, Lu Ming no longer bothered to practice, and would come back to chat with him from time to time, so he was no longer lonely.
Of course, there are two girls who will deliver the medicinal materials every now and then. If it happens to be the third grade of junior high school, the blacksmith shop will no longer blacksmith. Ironsmith Sun said that he will not start to resume his old business until this group of people has passed.
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It stands to reason that this blacksmith shop will be targeted by martial arts practitioners, so Sun Er never makes weapons. Although it is more profitable, he has the rules he believes in. It is better to do more than to do less. He should never get involved in these things.
After a few months of peaceful and restless days, winter finally came. The cold wind mixed with snowflakes made this winter seem particularly cold.
Before it had calmed down for a long time, more and more monks came to Qingyun Street, and almost all the inns were full. Many monks had no place to live, so they opened a cave not far from here to live and practice.
For decoration, the warmth and coldness of the weather mean nothing to them, but their arrival only adds a somewhat depressing atmosphere to the street.
The old wine man's injury has recovered. Although the hotel is closed, he will still make some wine and drink with Lu Ming. An old man and a young man gather around the brazier, drinking warm wine, which seems comfortable.
However, these days, the grooming of exchanges has not decreased, but has increased. All mortals dare not even open the door to their homes. Lu Ming vaguely felt that something big was going to happen here, and these monks would not miss it.
I came to this inconspicuous town for no reason.
The old wine man sighed secretly and showed a worried look, when will these days end?