Lu Ming lifted the bundled torch, put it behind his back, held the knife in his right hand, and walked towards Dongfeng Park without looking back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lu Ming, be careful, if you can't do anything, just retreat, and we'll retreat together." Guo Weimin hugged Guo Jiayin and shouted loudly.

Lu Ming just waved his hand, didn't answer, and strode forward.

The iron gate, mottled with rust and full of scorch marks, was immediately closed tightly after Lu Ming walked out.

Lu Ming looked at the dense grass, all of which were grasses derived from the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Vines, which were used to absorb the nutrients of the earth and digest some indigestible bones. Gently step on the grass.

With a "squeak", Lu Ming looked down, he didn't know whose leg bones it was, the nutrients in the bones had been absorbed by the grass, and the hard leg bones became fragile, and they shattered into pieces with a light step.

Listening to the sound of "Xi Xi Suosuo" around him, Lu Ming became vigilant, this is under the dense grass, there are small or thick vines swimming around. Tightened the knife in his right hand.

"Uncle Lu Press, how did this Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Vine find out that I stepped into its territory?" Lu Ming asked.

"Breath, as long as there is the breath of life, you can't escape the induction of the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Vine." Lu Quan replied, "What about the torch, take out one." ”

"Oh, here we are." Lu Ming hurriedly pulled out one from the bundle of torches he was carrying on his back.

"Bite your middle finger, use your spiritual power, condense on the blood of your fingertips, and write the word "huo" in the sermon with your blood on the tip of the torch. Lu Jian said hurriedly.

Lu Ming thought back to the scene when he was studying Taoism three months ago.

"I don't seem to have any Terran cultivation techniques...... There you have it, I remember. Lu Jian first muttered quietly, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"I read you back." After Lu Jian finished speaking, hundreds of syllables crackled and finished reading like a cannonball.

Lu Ming's head was big when he heard it, what kind of text is this, so peculiar, is the first syllable an, or ang or ong? Hundreds of syllables can't remember a single syllable.

"Boy, remember?" Lu Jian was a little proud of his memory.

“… I don't remember any of them. Lu Ming said weakly.

"Why are you so stupid, I'll read it again." Lu Pressure counted, and then hundreds of strange syllables came out of his mouth, this time speaking more slowly.

"Boy, remember it this time." Lu Pressure asked.

"Still not." Lu Ming was a little ashamed.

"Why are you so stupid, I think back then, I read it once and wrote it down, you are so stupid, you can't remember those exercises and formulas in the future, how can you still practice? I'll read it again and memorize it carefully. "Lu Press's tail is a little upturned.

Chaos Zhong recognizes you as the master, what, so stupid, for the first time I experienced the pleasure of being a master, good as a teacher, ruining people, Lu Quan's speed of speech slowed down a little, hundreds of strange syllables, just make people forget after listening to it.

"Did you remember this time?" Lu Quan's tone was a little impatient.

"Still not..."Lu Ming began to question himself, and replied weakly.

"Oops, I forgot, this is a sermon, and the law is not passed on to Liu'er, boy, I said you wrote. The first word, vertical, horizontal, vertical, horizontal, not so horizontal, down point, then down point, right, that's it, apostrophe, tail upturned, no, why are you so stupid, it's the tail of apostrophe, right, right, that's it, pinch... The second ......".

"I'm so tired, I'm so hungry, I'm finally done, Uncle Lu Press, what do these words mean." Lu Ming stretched his waist and touched his stomach again.

"In the future, you will know for yourself, watch it a few times, memorize it, and visualize it." Lu Jian was a little impatient.

I picked up the practice of scribbling and drawing many times, thought about it, picked up a piece of printer paper, and transcribed it word by word.

"It's much better now, start cultivating now."

Lu Ming picked up the exercises that he had transcribed, and just as he wanted to start reciting, he saw that there was a pool of ash on the desk, and the paper that had been scribbled many times was gone.

"Uncle Lu Press, have you slept? What's going on? Lu Ming asked with some surprise.

"Hmm, didn't you say it's okay not to bother me? How can anything carry the sermon, and whatever can carry the sermon is a good thing. Lu Jian replied impatiently.

"Oh. How should we read these sermons? Lu Ming asked.

"One word, enlightenment, comprehension, naturally know what the Taoist means and how to read it. Back then, I memorized 3,000 sermons in one day. Lu Jian was a little proud.

I quickly filtered through the hundreds of sermons I had learned three months ago in my mind, and I couldn't think of any word to read "huo".

"Uncle Lu Press, it seems that you only taught me how to write Taoism, but didn't teach me pronunciation." Lu Ming replied weakly.

"Why are you so stupid, didn't you teach you last time? Feel it with your heart. It's really troublesome, I read you write, skimm, squeeze, squeeze a little shorter, right, skimm, skim the previous stroke... Okay, after lighting it, stick it in the ground, take another one, write it in blood, and don't light it yet. Lu Jian commanded.

Lu Ming bit his middle finger, used his spiritual power, condensed on his fingertips, stained with blood, and wrote the word "huo" in Taoist script on the torch

Lu Ming used his spiritual power, silently recited the mantra, released the fireball technique, lit the torch, and then, threw the fireball on the grass at will, and with a "bang" sound, the ground was on fire, Lu Ming took the torch and hurriedly walked forward.

Lu Ming held the torch in his left hand, "What kind of fire is this, why is it pale cyan?" As soon as he finished speaking, a thick vine pulled directly from the grass.

Lu Ming hurriedly dodged sideways, condensed spiritual power with his right hand, met the vine and slashed hard, and a vine the thickness of a child's arm fell to the ground, still twisting and moving, and a blood-like liquid oozed from the fracture.

"Si Si Soso"

"Boy, be careful, it seems that such a low-level spiritual fire can't scare those ten thousand spirit blood vines." Lu Jian said solemnly.

"A low-level spiritual fire?" Lu Ming looked intently ahead, and the sound of "Xi Xi Suosuo" kept coming around.

Lu Ming didn't have time to deal with the problem of low-level spiritual fire, a large number of vines gathered, waving a torch in his left hand to drive away the tiny vines, and wielding a knife in his right hand to cut through the large vines that kept attacking.

Fortunately, these vines are disorganized for the time being, and only gather and hunt on instinct, and do not cooperate. However, if this continues, sooner or later, the spiritual power will be exhausted, and then it will have to be slaughtered.

"Boy, prepare to break through, if you are besieged like this, you will die of exhaustion sooner or later." Lu Jian said anxiously.

"How to break through. There are so many of these Tengman. Lu Ming asked with a torch and sweating profusely.

Suddenly, a thick vine pulled from the left hand, Lu Ming subconsciously waved a torch with his left hand to parry, but the vine twisted and whipped on Lu Ming's arm.

Lu Ming, who was in pain, let go of his left hand, and the torch fell to the ground, Lu Ming turned his face sideways and looked at it, his left hand was scraped open by the spikes on the vines, and the tiny vines under the torches were lit by the torches, and he dodged the fire.

Lu Ming looked at the torches on the ground, thoughtfully, and hurriedly stood next to the torches that fell to the ground, the tiny vines suddenly did not dare to bully him again, only some thick vines waved without any scruples, and drew them towards Lu Ming, Lu Ming raised his knife and slashed.

Lu Ming endured the pain, took out the torch with his left hand that had written the sermon earlier, put it on top of the burning torch, lit it, and inserted it on the ground.

Seeing that those vines had retreated a little where the firelight had been inserted, Lu Ming was overjoyed, took out four torches from his back, wrote sermons one after another, lit them, and then inserted them around, and saw that the vines were all planted in the ground and forced back by the torches.

Lu Ming immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover his spiritual power.

"This kid, his brain is turning quite fast." Lu Jian muttered quietly.

Perhaps it was due to the high concentration of spiritual energy near the spiritual plant, and less than half of the spiritual power was left, and it only took a quarter of an hour to recover to the full, which was twice as much as usual. I have to sigh at how important the cultivation place with a strong aura is.

Lu Ming opened his eyes and saw that the head of the torch that was lit first was about to burn out, and the vines in that direction were also eager to try, Lu Ming got up and picked up a torch and lit it, and reinserted it.

Directly threw the old torch into the grass, causing a sound of "Xi Xi Suosuo" in the grass, and the green smoke of "Biliba La" was extinguished after a while.

Lu Ming moved his slightly sour right hand, pulled out the torch behind him and inserted it forward, repeating this repeatedly, and after a while, he went deep into the territory of the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Vine.