The Chaos Bell above the sea was still dim, and Lu Ming looked at the Chaos Bell and said, "Uncle Lu Press, I broke through again." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Lu Jian yawned and muttered: "Breakthrough is breakthrough, but it is only in the late stage of qi refining, Douding big ants, practice your spells well, the physique of the human race is still too far from those races that specialize in refining the body." ”

Lu Ming remembered the miraculous effect of Su Hongzhi's ground stabbing technique, and then said: "Although the spell has a miraculous effect, I feel that the power of several basic spells is still insufficient, and the fireball technique can only burn Fang Wenshu's spider thorns into scorched black." ”

"You stupid, you say it's a basic spell, you won't find a way to increase the power of the spell yourself." Lu Jian said angrily.

"How to improve?" Lu Ming's eyes widened.

"How could I teach you such a stupid person, the easiest way is to increase the spiritual power of releasing spells, as for the rest, you can explore it yourself, don't disturb my sleep." Lu Press, who was woken up, had a very bad attitude.

"Increases the spiritual power when casting spells." Lu Ming muttered.

Lu Ming ignored the unstoppable stench on his body, pinched the law and began to try, tried several times, but all of them failed, and he didn't even release the fireball technique, let alone increase his power.

Lu Ming frowned, pondered, and walked towards the bathhouse while thinking.

Lu Ming couldn't help but recall that when he practiced the Fireball Technique, the spiritual power was evenly transmitted to his hands, pinching the pattern woven by the Fa Duel, which was a bit like the word "fire" in the Taoist text written by Lu Qiangjiao, but it was a little different.

"I don't know if the fireball technique will be more powerful according to the strokes of the sermon." Lu Mingxin said.

Lu Ming pinched up the law and weaved the word "fire", and the spiritual power flowed into his right hand uncontrollably like a flood, Lu Ming couldn't help but be shocked, his face turned pale, and a fireball technique with a diameter of nearly three feet appeared in his hand, and the scorching heat emitted immediately ignited Lu Ming's clothes.

"Hey, this kid." Lu Quan's tone was full of amazement, and when he saw that Lu Ming was still looking blankly, he couldn't help but scold: "Why don't you throw out the fireball technique and wait to become a roast pig?" ”

Lu Ming hurriedly drove the fireball technique to release it towards the sky, and the incandescent light dispersed the nearby night, shining on the ground, and it was perfect.

The giant fireball technique that lost control exploded in the sky, and at a distance of hundreds of meters, he could still feel the impact of the fireball technique after the explosion, Lu Ming looked at the night sky blankly.

"So that's the power of the sermon." Lu Ming said with amazement.

Lu Ming came back to his senses, felt that the spiritual power and divine sense in his body were empty, and asked with a wry smile: "Uncle Lu Press, is this consumption too big?" Nearly drained me. ”

"It's you who are stupid, practice slowly." Lu Jian replied angrily.

Lu Ming washed up, walked back to Fang Wenshu's room, sat cross-legged on the ground, visualized Daowen recovering his spiritual power, felt the increasingly thin aura, and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

After a night of cultivation, he still failed to recover his spiritual power, but it was not much different, and he walked out of the room and continued to practice spells.

Lu Ming, thinking back to several other spells, had the experience of the fireball technique, tried a few times, and successfully released it.

Later, he began to try the Qi Hope Technique and the Gravitational Technique, which could only be practiced in the later stage of Qi refining, both of which required a large amount of divine consciousness. I couldn't find anyone to practice the Qi Hope Technique, so I tried it twice and then stopped practicing.

Gravitational technique, is the foundation building period of the imperial object, the imperial weapon of the pre-method, thanks to the power of the divine sense, it is easy to learn, Lu Ming dragged a small stone to fly around, and had a lot of fun.

Lu Ming dragged the small stone and hit it on the collapsed backyard mud brick, and with a soft sound, the small stone was dragged into the mud brick. Lu Ming used the gravitational technique to pull the knife that was missing a few openings, and suddenly the consumption of divine consciousness increased greatly.

After a while, his face turned pale and he had to start meditating.

After a few days of cultivation, I became familiar with several spells, and I wanted to ask Lu Jian to explain the Taoist texts of other gold, wood, water and earth spells, but I was blocked by Lu Press's sentence to practice the fireball technique first.

Lu Ming simply cleaned up, carried some clothes sent by the villagers on his back, picked up the knife, and prepared to continue north.

Holding Fang Wenshu's diary, he walked to Fang Wenshu's tombstone, his mood suddenly fell, and he silently burned Fang Wenshu's diary in front of Fang Wenshu's tombstone.

Turning around, he took a deep look, the dilapidated Fang family's mansion, as if he wanted to imprint it deeply in his heart, turned around, and left without looking back.

"Immortal Master, where are you going?" The villagers saw Lu Ming carrying a knife and carrying a burden, and asked.

"Immortal Master, can you stay here and teach the children in the village?" The villagers plucked up their courage and asked.

More and more villagers gathered around, all of them wanting to leave a powerful immortal master in the village, so that safety would be guaranteed. Lu Ming frowned, the surroundings were silent for an instant, and the villagers looked at Lu Ming with panicked eyes, looking at Lu Ming very nervously, and gradually got out of the way.

Lu Ming glanced at the villagers' grief and fear, and looked forward to it with fear, sighed secretly, clenched the knife in his hand, and said secretly: "When I return, I will come again to shelter my human race." ”

Lu Ming looked back at the villages where every household lit up oil lamps and hung white lanterns, quickened his pace, and went all the way north.

Lu Ming walked on the road, walked through the mountains and forests, along the way, the road he walked, all became potholes, some places raised a ball of mud, and some places became a swamp, but Lu Ming kept practicing the new fireball technique, and also practiced several other spells.

When you are hungry, you will fall asleep while Lu is pressing, find some demon beasts that don't open your eyes, and sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple. When you are thirsty, you will pick some fruit along the way. Although I didn't encounter any danger along the way, I was also disgraced by demon beasts.

Lu Ming stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, a small city, but the scattered and orderly buildings were plowed out by a violent demolition team, from south to north, ploughing out a ruin passage.

"It's the emperor crocodile, it also passed through here, and I don't know how Yajie is doing, will it also pass by here." Lu Mingxin said.

Lu Ming, who crossed the mountains and mountains all the way and slept in the open, was no longer human-shaped, with ragged clothes and a cloak scattered, like a beggar.

Lu Ming used his spiritual power and ran all the way down the mountain, and the frightened demon beasts in the mountains scattered and fled.

Lu Ming walked along the ruins and walked into the city. The city has become an empty city, silent, scattered on the billboards, covered by dust, and the word "Nanchang" can be vaguely seen.

"This is Nanchang City." Lu Mingxin said, "Before that, I saw the endless lake on the mountain was Poyang Lake. ”

Lu Ming packed some clothes in the abandoned shopping mall, and when he walked along the ruins to Poyang Lake, the sky gradually darkened, Lu Ming looked at a fairly intact building by the lake, and planned to spend the night here, simply washed up, and began to cultivate.

In the middle of the night, the howling wind and the rushing waves woke up Lu Ming, who was meditating, and the roar of the beast, accompanied by a baby-like call, came from Poyang Lake.

The breathtaking coercion, Lu Ming's heart was gradually covered with a layer of haze, with a gloomy face, looking at Poyang Lake, it was pitch black, in the clouds, the electric light flickered from time to time, but there was no thunder and rumble, which made Lu Ming's heart sink into the sea.