"Bang Bang!"

Gentle applause, from Zheng Ming's side, the divine green snail appeared strangely beside Zheng Ming, she looked at the fallen tree, and said in admiration: "Although this sword walking dragon is not too strong, but you can easily cultivate this move to the current level, but it is not something that ordinary people can do." ”

"However, the dragon is flashing, and the most important thing is that it is agile, your dragon is a little more domineering and a little less soft. ”

"So, now your swimming dragon has only reached the understanding at most, and there is still a distance from the subtlety. ”

The comment of the divine green snail made Zheng Ming nod lightly, although he himself did not feel the flaw of this trick of the dragon flashing, but he also knew that in this move, he was at most at the level of understanding.

However, don't say just, you must know that according to Mu Feihong's handwriting, he cultivated this set of Changtian Sword Techniques back then, but it took him fifty years to barely cultivate these thirteen sword techniques to the Xiaocheng level.

After all, the martial arts of the Leaping Realm, the moves are not too important, the most important thing is the true meaning of heaven and earth implied in the moves after the moves are cast.

The Divine Green Snail beckoned towards the void, and a cyan branch fell into her Qianqiansu's hand, and then, she rose into the air, and in the void, she gently swung a sword.

This sword, the power is not too great, a cyan dragon that is only a foot long, flying towards the distance.

As far as the word momentum is concerned, the swordsmanship of the divine green snail is really far from Zheng Ming, but this green dragon, Zheng Ming feels as if it is alive.

Yes, it is alive, although the target of this green dragon's attack is not Zheng Ming, but Zheng Ming has a feeling that no matter where he dodges now, he will fall into the attack range of this green dragon.

This should be the real sword walking dragon!

And at this moment, the cyan swimming dragon also bombarded the opposite peak!

The sword light of the divine green snail disappeared between heaven and earth, and the mountain peak opposite also did not change at all. But Zheng Ming's eyesight could see that there was a small hole on the peak.

A small hole the thickness of a finger, but bottomless.

Dacheng, the sword wandering dragon cast by this divine green snail has definitely reached the Dacheng stage, although the small hole it formed is only the thickness of a finger, but it has pierced the entire mountain.

It is not easy to penetrate the peaks of more than ten zhang square, and it is even more difficult to have a crack like the divine green snail, which does not have half a crack.

Zheng Ming looked at the Divine Qingluo, he pondered for a moment, and said in disbelief: "Have you ever cultivated this kind of sword technique?"

"No, it's just that this level of sword moves is not too difficult for me. The divine green snail said plainly.

At this moment, Zheng Ming had a feeling of being dizzy, genius, he only now understands what a real genius is.

I participated in the performance for half a while, and I realized it, but people just watched themselves perform it, and they had already reached Dacheng.

Although Zheng Ming was not discouraged by this, he still felt that his mouth was a little dry.

After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Ming finally asked towards the Divine Qingluo: "By the way, I forgot to ask you, what kind of strength can you maintain after leaving the Tianheng Divine Realm?"

"In the Tianheng Divine Realm, my cultivation should be in the Star Realm, and now, it can only be regarded as half of the Yuefan. ”

The expression of the divine green snail was extremely indifferent, as if he was talking about someone else's business.

Half of Yuefan, Zheng Ming savored the words of the divine Qingluo. Then he said: "I used to think that after the Leaping Realm, it was the Star Realm, but some time ago, I seemed to hear some different divisions, what is the situation?"

"According to ancient legends, after the Leap Realm, it is indeed the Cen Star Realm. It's just that from the Yuefan Realm to the Cen Xing Realm, this road is too long. ”

"Even most people, it is difficult for them to cross from the Yuefan Realm to the Cen Xing Realm in their lifetime, and the gap in strength among them is too big. ”

The divine green snail touched the green silk on his head, as if he was caught in some memory: "Moreover, people with different leaps in the realm have different performances, such as the lifespan, there are many differences. ”

"Therefore, there are powerful people who have divided the strength of the Yuefan Realm. ”

"However, you will naturally come into contact with these in the future, so let's understand these thirteen swordsmanship first. ”

One night, in the cultivation of the time passed very fast. When the first rays of light appeared in the sky, the divine Qingluo said a little tiredly: "I'm a little tired, go back and rest." ”

As she spoke, she disappeared into Zheng Ming's ring. But when she left, that lazy look seemed to be deeply imprinted into Zheng Ming's mind with endless beauty.

Zheng Ming felt that this kind of beauty would be difficult to forget for the rest of his life.

Facing the first glimmer of light that appeared in the sky, Zheng Ming quickly took three puffs, and he felt a stream of extremely pure vitality quickly poured into his body.

This vitality is the exchange of yin and yang between heaven and earth, and the purple qi produced by the rising sun.

The moment the purple qi submerged into his body, he was poured into the meridians of his dantian and the runes full of sharp qi by the two treasure veins in Zheng Ming's body.

Although this primordial purple qi was also quite a bit after it was separated, compared to the purple qi alone, there was already a big gap.

Zheng Ming frowned slightly, he now has two treasure veins, each doing its own thing, and the speed of cultivation has slowed down a lot invisibly. Although usually, the two treasure veins can absorb the aura from heaven and earth respectively, but thinking about how he has to penetrate the thirteen treasure veins before he can advance to the next realm, Zheng Ming feels a little headache.

After the divine Qingluo left, Zheng Ming returned to the practice room left by Zheng Ming, although Zheng Ming was already very down, but Mu Feihong was an existence of the Yue Fan level after all, so the aura in this practice room was very sufficient.

The faint mist makes people feel extremely refreshing between breaths.

Zheng Ming waved his hand and took out a cyan lotus platform from his storage bracelet, which was three feet in size, and he happened to sit on it.

The moment the lotus platform was taken out, the mist that had been floating in the room began to converge towards the lotus platform.

In the blink of an eye, all the mist in the room had been poured into the lotus platform. Zheng Ming was not lazy at the moment, and sat cross-legged on the top of the lotus platform.

This lotus platform was actually half of the yellow-faced Daoist's weapon, but it was split open when the Tongtian Sect Master made a move.

can be used as a weapon by the saint-level existence of the yellow-faced Daoist, and the level of this lotus platform is naturally too high.

When using the Tongtian Sect Master Hero Card, Zheng Ming used forty-nine layers of seals on this lotus platform in order to prevent the yellow-faced Daoist from discovering this lotus platform.

Under these seals, no matter how the yellow-faced Daoist sensed, he couldn't sense the existence of this lotus platform, but it also limited the usefulness of this lotus platform.

For example, now, Zheng Ming can only use this lotus platform to cultivate, of course, he can also do some simple flights, and as for other benefits, he needs to unseal the lotus platform before he can use it.

Sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, Zheng Ming felt that his mind was incomparably clear at this moment, and streams of aura were poured into Zheng Ming's body from under the lotus platform.

After the transformation of the lotus platform, the aura has become more refined, although it is still not as pure as the primordial purple qi at the intersection of yin and yang, but it can't become too much.

It's just that after this aura enters the body, it is divided into two directions, poured into two treasure veins respectively, and then through the spirit rune, it is converted into two different true elements.

"Click!"

I don't know how long it took, Zheng Ming's ears sounded the sound of things breaking, Zheng Ming opened his eyes, and saw several pale white stones embedded in the bottom of the stone collapse where he was sitting were broken into pieces.

And because of the shattering of these stones, most of the aura in this practice room has disappeared.

Yuan Shi, the cultivation of the martial artists of the Yue Fan Realm, absorbing the qi of heaven and earth is too slow after all, so they prefer to use the aura in the absorption of the Yuan Stone.

It's just that Changtian Yimai is a poor bastard who has been driven out of Vientiane Mountain, and they naturally don't have too many Yuan Stones. At this time, Zheng Ming only had dozens of yuan stones in his hands.

When you arrive at Vientiane Mountain, you must snatch the status of the Changtian First Vein. As long as you sit firmly on the position of the three main veins, then in one year, the number of Guangyuan stones is a big astronomical number.

After some cultivation, Zheng Ming felt that he was refreshed at this time, and the true yuan within his dantian had reached its peak at this moment, and even, Zheng Ming felt that his true yuan was a little purer than before the cultivation.

One point is not a lot, but in the martial arts competition, one point of purity is also a matter of life and death, which is enough to determine the life and death of a person.

And all this should be brought to him by the lotus platform.

Waving his hand to take back the lotus platform, Zheng Ming strolled out of the room, at this time the sun had risen high, and the peaks among the grass warblers added a bit of vitality.

"Senior brother, you're awake, Wan'er has already cooked a meal, come over and eat!" Mu Wan'er's body came out of the room ten zhang away.

Mu Wan'er, cooking? Zheng Ming's heart trembled, after all, this woman who made people feel pity was a blind person, how could she cook?

I believe that cooking is a huge challenge for her.

Becoming a master of the Yuefan Realm, Zheng Ming basically doesn't need to eat, as long as he swallows spiritual energy every day, he can support his survival needs.

However, Zheng Ming still quickly came to the fine house, and saw that on the small table made of bamboo, there were six or seven plates held by bowls, and there was also a bowl of porridge, which was exuding a fragrant smell.

Entering the Tianheng Divine Realm, Zheng Ming also often ate and drank, but at that time, he only used to eat a full stomach as his own requirement.

But now, looking at everything in front of him, Zheng Ming's heart suddenly surged with a kind of homely warmth. In a hurry, although he has spent all these hundred years in the seal of enlightenment, the feeling of home is still deeply imprinted in his heart. (To be continued.) )