"Lu Ming." Xue Mei's clear and arrogant voice sounded again: "Do you hate me? Do you hate me for asking you to fight against Jin Minghao and causing yourself to be injured? In fact, you don't know, you
You are not suitable for sword practice at all. You treat me well, and I know that everything I do to you is just to let you know that you are not suitable for sword practice. Being an ordinary person is your destination."
Lu Ming grabbed Qing'er's hand and smiled as he walked. Is it okay to lie to the former prodigal son, but to lie to me who is a killer? As a killer, one of the basic professional qualities is to listen to the other party's words.
Whether it is sincere or not, this confession is 90% deception! The remaining 10% is the contempt of the strong looking down on the weak! There is no good intention at all.
"I spent so much money on Lu Ming and also used Lu Ming to gamble. Is it all for Lu Ming's good? You can really tell this." Ouyang Luo sneered, shook his head and turned to leave.
Xuemei still maintained a goddess-like sadness on her face: "You don't understand my heart at all, the sword! It's not something you can use at all. As for the wealth of a country that is extremely rich, it is also an obstacle that drags down your life. If you can have enough to eat,
It's good to be a mediocre and ordinary person. A lot of wealth is just a waste in your hands. It should be given to those who need it."
Jin Minghao stared blankly at Lu Ming's leaving figure, his hands clenched tightly into fists, ignoring! Lu Ming, a good-for-nothing prodigal, how dare you ignore my existence! Half a year? Okay! Half a year later, I will definitely beat you to death with my own hands!
"It's time to take action." Xuemei said to herself in a very low voice: "You are not as good as me. The distance between us is incalculable. You are just very rich. If you think you are rich, then
Is it great? Does having money mean everything? That money doesn’t necessarily belong to anyone!”
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In Tiandu City, the sun is shining brightly and the leaves are green and the flowers are blooming.
The Third Avenue of Tiandu City is a smooth street with tens of miles of smooth streets. Various commercial and entertainment venues are lined on both sides, and people are constantly passing through. Here, countless beautiful women are dressed in colorful clothes, and handsome men are casual and unrestrained, strolling together in the bustling streets. Although
In the hot summer, you have to try your best to show off your body and decorations perfectly in this short season. When acquaintances meet and greet each other warmly, their eyes will immediately judge the value of the other person's accessories and figure...
…
This is the season to show off.
At the end of Third Avenue, there is a small signboard with only one word written on it - Lu. The reason why it is called a small signboard is because it is consistent with the house covering an area of more than 100,000 square meters.
For comparison, this is the largest mansion in Tiandu City, Lu Mansion.
In the room, because a murderer appeared in the city, Lu Ming, who had only one class in the morning and was dismissed, sat alone. On his originally quiet and plain face, his eyebrows were slightly frowning, and his eyes were completely locked on the broken hand.
Can Jian, like the door not far away, completely isolates the bustling and hustle and bustle of the outside world.
Lu Ming gently touched the rust on the broken sword and murmured: "What is hidden here? Why can't I really detect it with my sword marks? Strange!"
However, a figure flashed in Lu Ming's thoughts, that is Xuemei.
When he was in the Sword Academy, he simply rejected Xuemei. A trace of surprise appeared on her cold face. Although it was fleeting, Lu Ming still noticed it. It seemed that she felt very shameless, but she remained cold and calm.
He said a word.
"You are always inferior to me. The distance between us is incalculable. You are just rich. Do you think having money means you are powerful? Does having money mean everything? That money is not necessarily
Whose is it!"
Regarding these, Lu Ming just looked at her more calmly and confidently. In the high-tech era, he still practiced ancient swordsmanship, and he had long forgotten how many looks and criticism he had suffered during this period.
It's not that Lu Ming is thick-skinned, but he wants to use the path he has traveled to make these people shut up. Just do it. Facts are the best answer.
Lu Ming adjusted his breath, slowly closed his eyes under his frown, and sat up in a large luxurious chair to meditate.
The shadow of Xue Mei in his thoughts has long dimmed and disappeared. In Lu Ming's eyes, Xue Mei is a swordsman, a small episode in his journey to practice swordsmanship and pursue the highest realm of swordsmanship, nothing more.
Lu Ming firmly grasped the broken sword with his left hand and placed it on the dantian of his abdomen. He put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and raised them upright in front of his chest. He used his thoughts to activate a trace of true energy in the dantian in his body to slowly flow through his meridians.
True Qi cannot be generated by itself. Practitioners need to meditate and adjust their breaths to guide the power of True Qi in the space into the body. After the meridians are circulated and baptized, useless or harmful substances are removed to the maximum extent and stored in the Dantian before it can become a true qi.
The true energy used by practitioners!
Lu Ming's Dantian is now empty. If he wants to fill it with true energy, it will take at least three days of breath adjustment.
As time went by, more and more wisps of true energy accumulated, and the amount stored in the meridians had exceeded half, but it was still not enough to support Lu Ming to launch a blow that defeated Li Kun.
"Seven-edged Swordsman... his level is too low, and he can absorb and store too little Qi."
Lu Ming frowned a little. If I fight Jin Minghao with this true energy immediately, I will definitely defeat him with one sword. But if he doesn't lose all resistance immediately, I will have to bear it after all my true energy is exhausted.
He was baptized into the sword spirit of a second-edge great swordsman.
"The biggest reason why I was able to defeat Li Kun with one sword was because he looked down on me again and again. When I faced Jin Minghao again, he was at the level of a second-edge swordsman after all, and he was much higher than me. Moreover, I was fighting against Jin Minghao again.
There are also some accounts between him that need to be settled, so we have an agreement for half a year!"
Lu Ming's face became solemn, "Now I try my best to improve my strength, which is the top priority. Without strength, even a small sword academy can't stand firm!"
Lu Ming's expression straightened, and he suddenly exerted force on his two fingers on his chest. The true energy in his Dantian instantly rose like threads peeling off cocoons, and began to circulate in his meridians at a very high speed.
Feeling the speed of the zhenqi circulating in his meridians, Lu Ming's expression became more solemn again. He vigorously changed a fingerprint on his right hand. The high-speed zhenqi was like a car with the handbrake pulled on. It stopped instantly, and then
The strong habit was reflected, causing Lu Ming to move his chair forward a little.
Although the distance was so small that it was impossible to detect, Lu Ming felt extremely uncomfortable, and his fair and tender face flushed strangely. Moreover, this kind of powerful control tested the endurance of his meridians.
"The most important thing I did during the previous week's treatment was to use the dual power of myself and medicine to repair the damaged meridians and open them up. It seems that the effect is quite good."
Lu Ming knows very well that practitioners must first open up the meridians and make them spacious, so that they can absorb more true energy, thereby bringing about more powerful explosive power. At the same time, true energy is also the best material for nourishing the body and prolonging life.
Nodding with satisfaction, Lu Ming changed his fingerprints, and the Qi was running at high speed again, and then forcibly ordered it to stop, and the cycle started again...
It feels like a naughty child playing with crazy bumper cars.
Under Lu Ming's deliberate control, the true energy in his body was like a tide, one wave after another, pushing forward one after another, thus emitting a strange wave, whirring, like a Qiantang tide.
"Now!"
Lu Ming immediately formed a sword with his fingers, and used his mind to drive the true energy, which instantly poured into the sword mark.
The sword mark at this moment was like a stopped engine, and the influx of infuriating energy was the fuel. The vitality of heaven and earth that was so thick around him that Lu Ming was delighted was the fire that started the machine.
The sword mark was like a life form that had regenerated its characteristics. It came to life in an instant and beat at a strange frequency. The state was like a beating heart, squeezing the influx of infuriating energy, producing bursts of energy.
Strange fluctuations, several invisible light waves and vibrations spread around Lu Ming's body, and waves of irresistible sword intent filled the entire room in an instant.
Buzz...buzz...
The remaining sword in Lu Ming's hand suddenly trembled several times and made a buzzing sound. It was like a general who was about to fight in response to the imperial horn blown by Jian Hen. He completely obeyed Jian Hen and resonated with Jian Hen obediently.
, thus sending out waves of fluctuations.
With the existence of the sword mark, the fluctuations generated by the true energy and the continuous fluctuations of the broken sword are like a connecting bridge established on both sides of the cliff facing each other, and they immediately interact and resonate with each other.
"This is the feeling! First, the true energy in the body is caused to fluctuate, and then the sword intention emitted from the sword mark is used to cause the remaining sword to fluctuate. When the two fluctuations occur at the same time, a resonance will be generated. The power of the fluctuations generated by this strange rhythm
, you can quickly draw the vitality of heaven and earth."
Lu Ming nodded secretly. On Earth, I once used a sword to understand the method of drawing the vitality of heaven and earth with the sword's will. This was the inspiration for me to use the ten famous swords to condense the sword's will.
It is precisely with this original cultivation method that I have the ability to condense sword marks in just eighteen years of cultivation! Even though I have been in charge of the underworld for thirty years, this is the first time I have seen Dongfang Bai, who is in charge of the power of life and death in the world.
Real sword marks.
The next moment, the vitality of heaven and earth was pulled into the room, like a thick mist, coiling around Lu Ming.
Feeling the strong vitality of heaven and earth, Lu Ming was excited. He slowly pressed the two fingers of his right hand against his left wrist, and injected the condensed sword intention into the residual sword through the acupuncture points on his palm.
Buzz!
A powerful wave surged out in an instant, and even the insignificant dust around Lu Ming was swept away, and the remaining sword in his hand suddenly shook violently. Lu Ming was almost unable to hold him. The feeling was like holding in his hand.
With a lively fish tail.
Since he couldn't catch it, Lu Ming simply spread out his left palm. The trembling remaining sword jumped up instantly and hung in Lu Ming's palm. The half of the sword slowly rotated, and the buzzing became stronger and stronger.