It is said that Baizun Mountain is not a plane, it is actually still on top of this dragon vein, but in all directions, it has been laid down in a peerless array, completely isolated, and only one entrance can enter.

"Baizun Mountain, although it is called Baizun, in fact, there are more than a hundred Venerables who have left their marks and inheritances, and it is estimated that there are no less than hundreds, distributed in all corners!"

Qiao Xuan explained.

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

Kujin laughed.

Each of them is good at different directions, and the artistic conception of comprehension is also different, of course, it is impossible to cultivate together, in Baizun Mountain, you need to find the most suitable for yourself, in order to achieve greater comprehension and improvement.

Again, it needs to rely on chance.

"Okay, let's meet here in a while!" Lu Ming nodded.

Immediately, the eight people scattered, 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 peak, or in which corner, there will be a mark of the Venerable.

Moreover, in the Baizun Mountain, the aura is unimaginably rich, and it is several times richer than the dragon veins outside.

Lu Ming felt that the richness of the aura here was almost the same as that of the lower-grade spirit crystal.

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

In one inhalation, it is the total amount of spiritual energy contained in several pieces of low-grade spirit crystals.

"If you cultivate here, you don't need spirit crystals!"

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

However, now is not the time to cultivate, the key is to find the right mark for yourself and comprehend the artistic conception first.

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

Lu Ming landed down and found that in the lake, a powerful qi machine diffused out.

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

Lu Ming stood still and let Jiaolong rush through.

"What a wonderful artistic conception of water, containing the comprehension of the artistic conception of water by a strong person in the spiritual realm, which can be combined with himself and used for reference, but unfortunately, I did not cultivate the artistic conception of water, so I still look elsewhere!"

Lu Ming didn't stop, he took off into the air and flew into the distance.

Next, he found several marks left by the Spirit God powerhouse, but none of them were suitable for him.

"Huh?"

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

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

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

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

Lu Ming flew up and landed on the stone pillar.

"Artistic conception of the wind!"

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

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

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

A young woman spoke up and said to Lu Ming.

"Why?" Lu Ming frowned slightly.

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

The woman explained.

"Oh, what about that person?" Lu Ming said.

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

Lu Ming shook his head and smiled: "Since I am not here, why can't I use it?" Moreover, Baizun Mountain is a public place, I have never heard of which person it belongs to, 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 that person's name is Miao Yi, and he is the youngest son of the Miao family!"

On another stone pillar, a sneer was heard.

"Miao Yi? Miao Yi of the 501 Thousand Proud List?"

Lu Ming's expression moved, and he said.

"Yes, hehe, so, I advise you to leave, when he comes, seeing you above, your fate will not be good!"

The young man sneered.

"Then wait for him to come!"

Lu Ming said lightly, without the slightest intention of leaving.

"Hmph, don't measure yourself, 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 cut on the cliff wall.

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

Even if it is the same artistic conception, different people comprehend it, and it is not the same.

Lu Ming can compare it with his own artistic conception, find inspiration, and quickly improve his comprehension of artistic conception.

The artistic conception has reached the second level, but it is not just relying on the Aoyi spar, you can continue to break through, if you use the Aoyi spar alone, it is very easy to hit the bottleneck, and you still need to comprehend.

As long as the Upanishads are combined with their own comprehension, it is the best way.

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

Continue to cultivate, time passes day by day, and another four days have passed, and Lu Ming has been here for seven days.

On this day, when Lu Ming was comprehending, he suddenly felt a fierce killing force enveloping him.

His eyes moved, and he looked to the side.

There, a young man in a green robe was stepping into the air.

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

"That kid, I'm in trouble!"

Seeing the comer, the people around them shouted one after another.

Especially the young man who said that Lu Ming was not self-sufficient before, he was even more gloating.

"Now, you're crying!" the young man sneered.

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

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

Miao Yi was condescending, looking down at Lu Ming, his voice was cold and gloomy, as if he was a poisonous insect, staring at his enemy, which made people's hearts chill.

"I heard that, when I first came, I was told that. ”

Lu Ming smiled faintly.

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

Miao Yi commanded, as if he was commanding a minion.

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

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

"Let me ask you, is this Baizun Mountain from your Miao family?"

Lu Ming said.

"Of course not!"

Miao Yidao.

"Since it's not, what's wrong with you cultivating here? Don't you know that it's first-come, first-served? You want to, wait on the side. ”

Lu Ming waved his hand.