Chapter 69: Astral Musket Art

The thoughts sank into this storage ring, a small space, reflected in Lu Ming's mind.

The space is about one square, about the size of the storage ring he got from Duanmujue before.

Inside, there are several boxes scattered around.

With a wave of his hand, these boxes all appeared on the platform of the Supreme Temple.

First, a small box came into Lu Ming's eyes.

Because the box is trimmed with gold, it looks luxurious and extraordinary.

After opening the box, it turned out to be a book.

Gunfire Art, this is a martial art.

Lu Ming couldn't help thinking of the marksmanship that Zhu Bing used before, wasn't it called the Gang Musketeer?

He still remembers the power of that set of spear tactics!

Looking forward to it, Lu Ming was taken aback.

Xuan-level martial arts, this spear art is actually a Xuan-level martial arts.

Xuan-level low-grade martial arts, Astral Musket Art.

"No wonder it's so powerful, it's actually a Xuan-level martial skill, and it's issued."

Lu Ming was ecstatic.

Xuan-level martial arts are many times more precious than yellow-level martial arts.

Lu Ming couldn't wait to look at it. The more he looked, the more shocked his face became.

"It's so powerful, the Huang-level martial arts can't be compared at all. One day and one place, that Zhu Bing, it is estimated that he has only cultivated to the first level, and is just a glimpse of the door."

Lu Ming muttered to himself.

Generally speaking, as long as a low-level Xuan-level martial skill can be cultivated to the first level, its power can be compared to the sixth level of a high-level yellow-level martial arts.

The first level is comparable to the sixth level of high-grade Huang-level martial arts. It is conceivable how powerful Xuan-level martial arts are.

But the same,

The difficulty of cultivating Xuan-level martial arts is not known to be many times more difficult than that of Huang-level martial arts. It is difficult for ordinary martial artists to successfully cultivate.

Unless you're a genius.

Zhu Bing practiced hard for decades, and only barely reached the first level.

"Xuan-level martial arts, if you exchange them in Xuanyuan Jianzong's book collection hall, I don't know how many contribution points are needed. Unfortunately, it is a marksmanship, and I am a swordsman, so I can't practice."

Lu Ming sighed in his heart.

"and many more!"

Lu Ming's eyes sank, then lit up, and whispered: "Who stipulated that I should practice swords? The dragon-fighting art I practiced, and what I cultivated is dragon-shaped infuriating energy, with a spear like a dragon. Perhaps, during this period of time, I'm going in the wrong direction!"

Lu Ming wanted to use the sword to travel the world since he was a child. Naturally, he had a special liking for the sword. Later, he obtained the streamer sword technique in the Supreme Temple, and he joined the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, so subconsciously, Lu Ming had one. I think I should be practicing swordsmanship.

But during this period of time, the streamer swordsmanship has been stuck in the fifth level, and it is difficult to break through the sixth level, the unity of human and martial arts.

Originally, he thought it was just the reason for the lack of heat. As long as he practiced diligently, he would definitely be able to break through.

But now that I think about it, I am afraid that is not the reason at all, but that the swordsmanship does not fit him at all.

If it doesn't fit, if you want to cultivate to the highest realm, you have to spend more time and energy than others.

Some people are born to practice swords, some are born to practice knives, or even guns.

Of course, this has something to do with personality, and also has something to do with the cultivation technique, and even the awakened bloodline.

And Lu Ming, who practiced the true art of fighting dragons, has awakened blood, and now he is a bit like a snake. Isn't this more suitable for a gun?

Immediately, Lu Ming picked up Zhu Bing's spear and stabbed it out.

呲!

The long spear pierced the air and made a sharp whistling sound. Lu Ming felt the moment when it was pierced, and the dragon-shaped True Qi in his body rushed out, following the spear, bursting out.

Crackling!

A spear burst out, like a dragon, piercing the air with a crackling sound.

"True qi is smoother, and it is done in one go. Sure enough, I am more suitable for practicing guns."

Lu Ming sighed.

"It seems that after I go back this time, I need to practice my marksmanship, but I'll put it aside for now and see what's in the other boxes?"

Immediately, putting down the spear, Lu Ming looked at the other boxes again.

There are two large chests, all of which are jewels, gold, and silver.

The other box, which is slightly smaller, is all gold and silver.

One tael of gold is equal to ten taels of silver.

After a rough estimate, these boxes together contain at least two million taels of silver.

This made Lu Ming ecstatic.

Two million taels of silver is equivalent to 20,000 contribution points. How much blood of monsters can be exchanged for this?

This isn't even a Xuan-level martial skill, what about the Astral Musket Art?

This time it didn't come out in vain.

But this time, it also made Lu Ming really realize what is called the sinister rivers and lakes.

Not only is the competition within the Xuanyuan Sword Sect fierce, but in other places, the competition is even more intense.

In order to survive and for resources, you are constantly fighting and fighting endlessly. Even if you are a disciple of a major sect, if you are a little careless, you will fall.

Just like this time, Zhu Jiaming knew that he was a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect and still dared to attack. If he was not careful enough, he would have become Zhu Bing's pawn and died under the poison of Gu.

Everyone is fighting. If you don't move forward, you will be surpassed by others and become a stepping stone for others.

Lu Ming never wanted to be a stepping stone for others, so he had to work hard, he wanted others to be his stepping stone.

After the inventory was completed, Lu Ming withdrew from the Supreme Temple and began to continue towards the Dark Blood Mountain.

A day later, a majestic mountain appeared in front of Lu Ming.

Darkblood Mountain, thousands of miles across, is a very famous mountain in the eastern part of the Scorching Sun Empire.

Because the entire dark blood mountain range is dark red.

The earth is dark red, the stones are dark red, and even the grass and trees are dark red, as if soaked with blood, so it is called Dark Blood Mountain.

Legend has it that Dark Blood Mountain was not like this at first. In the past, there was a peerless powerhouse who fought against others. Blood was scattered and penetrated the mountains and rivers, so Dark Blood Mountain came into being.

If this were true, it would be utterly astonishing.

What kind of existence is this going to be? There is so much blood that dyes the mountains thousands of miles red?

Regardless of whether it is true or false, there are indeed some very strange treasures in the Dark Blood Mountain, which attract many people to come to find treasures.

For example, the Blood Linghua and the Dark Blood Stone, which Lu Ming needed for the mission, were one of them.

Without any hesitation, Lu Ming rushed into the Dark Blood Mountain.

It is indeed very strange. The trees that come into view are all dark red, and the stones under your feet are also dark red.

Lu Ming walked all the way, looking around to see if he could find Xue Linghua.

呲!

Suddenly, a red light shot towards Lu Ming.

Keng!

The long sword was unsheathed, and the red light was cut in half.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a dark red scorpion.

This kind of scorpion is highly poisonous, Lu Ming slowed down and carefully observed the surroundings.

After a few miles.

roar! roar!

More than a dozen giant wolves with dark red hair surrounded Lu Ming.

This is the unique dark blood wolf of Dark Blood Mountain. It is one meter five in height and three meters in length. It is extremely powerful.

Each is a second-level first-level monster, and there are even a few second-level second-level monsters.

Roar! Roar! ...

More than a dozen dark blood wolves rushed towards Lu Ming together.

(End of this chapter) Dragon King of Wandao