Buzz!

It is like the dense humming of Hong Zhong Da Lu, and it is like a stormy wave crashing against the cliff wall, and the dull sound turns into waves, rolling and reverberating in the secret room, forming a buzzing sound that is endless, similar to the echo of a majestic dragon's groan!

But seeing the pale golden brilliance flickering on the surface of Wu Ming's body, if you look closely, you will find that it is layers of sparkling, dragon-like scale-like lines, and the lichen spider silk reflected is flickering and dark.

Every time it flickered, its brilliance dimmed a little, and I don't know how long it took, with a golden light, it was completely dim, and it was scattered into ashes.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the golden light burst into his body, and the golden lines like dragon scales wandered as if he had come to life, and finally gradually merged with the veins in his body in countless distortions.

"Hundred pulses open!"

Wu Ming exhaled and opened his voice, his whole body shook wildly, the dragon roared, like a river flowing endlessly, and like a group of dragons roaring, dancing in the air, from the spine of the golden light, hooking the ribs, up to the top of the head of the heavenly gate, down to the tail of Xuanyin vertebrae.

With a buzzing sound, King Ming's law dissipated violently, turning into a torrent, integrating into the spine, swimming along the golden light, and spreading all over the body in just a few breaths, making Wu Ming seem to be wearing a golden cloak!

The jade-colored light on it is interspersed and overlapped, like the gold thread on the Buddha's clothes, and the Wu Mingbao phase * is set off, with a touch of peace, but it reveals unparalleled majesty, like the angry King Kong in the world!

"King Kong Xian!"

Wu Ming drank softly in a low voice, and the body with the spine as the core was buzzing, and wisps of golden light poured out of the surface of his body.

As the power in the body surged, the golden thread became more and more condensed and brighter, and finally turned into a golden light several feet high and with a humanoid outline.

"Om!"

In a trance, it seems that Wu Ming is groaning, and it seems to come from the golden light, like the humming of Hong Zhong Dalu.

"Well!"

Immediately after that, the golden light gradually cracked, revealing the majesty of Hongda and Wupeng, which was the sound of Buddhism.

"Horn Mi!"

As the third sound sounded, two thick bulges protruded from the golden light, and they were actually two arms that were extremely condensed, like gold, propped up towards the sky, painted for half a day, and slowly extended downward.

"Huh!"

When the fourth Sanskrit chant sounded, the arms stretched out in their entirety, and finally overlapped below, and the golden light was stretched out, revealing a golden statue that was vaguely similar to Wu Ming!

"Boom!"

Wu Ming's lips moved, and he didn't see how loud he was, but he spit out a sonic sonic chant, and as the last syllable was spit out, the golden light that the golden statue had stretched out surged, clinging to the surface of his body, turning into a golden robe.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the golden robe flickering on the light and dark, like a wandering jade-colored light, reflects the hundred veins in Wu Ming's body, and every intersection is in line with the hidden in his body, which is completely the embodiment of his own body!

This is the Infinite Law Phase, which has infinite possibilities and can accommodate what it has learned, and the Dharma Phase of the Martial Arts will!

The difference is that Wu Ming took the law of the Ming King in "Ming King Fudo Zun" as the foundation, and cast this law that only exists in legends.

That Sanskrit chant is the six-character mantra from Tantra!

When the Ming Wang's Dharma was first formed, it came spontaneously, and the Zen sound of heaven and earth was fused with the Wuji Law to become one, and the power was doubled!

"It's finally done!"

Looking at the Ming King Faxiang who was several feet high, Rao is Wu Ming was resolute, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at this time.

Feeling the surging power in his body, there was no accident, not only did he cultivate to break through to the peak of the first realm of law and spiritual silence, but the same "Ming Wang Fudongzun" also reached the peak state of the fifth hundred veins of gold and iron.

Qi and Wu both broke through, and their combat power doubled, finally making up for his shortcomings with Tianjiao of the same level!

"Hundred veins of Buddha clothes!"

Wu Ming smiled slightly and stretched out his arms.

King Ming's Fa Xiang moved forward, turning into a thin curtain of light, all of which were integrated into the golden robe, and it was really draped on Wu Ming's body like a collar of Buddha robes.

This is the embodiment of the fifth power, but it is not the power brought by a single "Ming Wang Fuzun", which condenses a lot of Wu Ming's efforts, and the core is "Golden Bell Jar".

"Not bad, not bad!"

Wu Ming swept around, nodded with satisfaction, and was slightly shocked, the golden light was completely restrained, and countless streamers surged through the surface of his body, as if there was a layer of transparent invisible scale armor attached, fleeting.

"It's here, there's no need for Bianliang to stay!"

Changing into a regular home clothes, Wu Ming walked out of the secret room with great energy, and saw Wu Fu fishing in the secret room in the courtyard without accident.

On the small table next to it, there is a bamboo basket, and there are sundries such as needles and threads inside, and you can see that it is a mulberry jingjing thing at a glance.

"Fauber!"

Wu Ming retracted all his breath until he said left and right.

"Huh?"

Wu Fu's wrist flicked, and he came back to his senses in shock, with a faint look of surprise in his eyes, "Little young master is out of the customs......?" Hey, why can't I feel it?"

"It has indeed broken through, Fu Bo also knows that the "Ming King Immovable Venerable" I practiced is extremely special, it is the secret of Tantra, the big auction back then, or you forcibly bought it for me, this time Qianlong Yuan got a lot of opportunities, I didn't expect to have such a hidden ability!"

Wu Ming said truthfully.

"Okay, I'll rest assured!"

Wu Fu was overjoyed.

He is not an ordinary great grandmaster, a strong man who has been forged by countless battles back then, although his strength cannot be said to be the best in the same rank, at least he fought alone, and he has never been afraid of anyone.

But with his senses, he didn't find Wu Ming close, which shows the profundity of this exercise, of course, there is also Wu Ming's own talent, and if he uses it properly, if he travels far, his safety will naturally increase greatly.

"How long have I been in retreat?"

Wu Ming asked casually.

There are no years of cultivation, and he really doesn't have a sure letter.

"Seven days!"

Wu Fu smiled and stroked his beard, and immediately took it away, and said solemnly, "Recently, it has been rumored in Beijing that the person in the Middle Tang Dynasty was injured by the hand of the Sword Immortal, and the Holy Dao has been ......broken."

"It's true!"

Wu Ming knew that he couldn't hide it, so he told it eloquently.

"I see, I have misunderstood him all these years!"

Wu Fu sighed.

Come to think of it, Wu Wangfu's family is in the middle of the road, Wu Ming has been hostage in Beijin for five years, life is better than death, he is not without resentment in his heart, but he will not show it easily.

"Fu Bo, the matter of my grandfather has spread, and most of the capital is unstable......

Wu Ming's eyes flashed with melancholy.

"Hehe, it's okay!"

Wu Fu smiled and waved his hand, and said indifferently, "What should come will come after all, we are all old, and we have seen it, but you don't have to worry, your aunt and I have decided to go to Shan Lai Mountain to live permanently, if you are busy with things, you can go there to find us." ”

"Good!"

Wu Ming's eyes were slightly red.

This old man has dedicated most of his life to Wu Wangfu, served the three generations of the Wu family without regrets, and wasted a good year, it is time to enjoy life with his beloved wife!

"What are you two talking about?"

From afar, Sang Jingjing walked over with a food box, with a graceful demeanor revealing the vicissitudes of life, looking at Wu Ming lovingly.

"Aunt Jing!"

Wu Ming took the food box, didn't care about anything else, shook off his cheeks, and swept away.

"Slow down, slow down, it's not enough for me to do it again!"

Sang Jingjing patted Wu Ming on the back.

Parents are generally like this, being able to watch their children eat well and sleep well will be satisfied, a very simple wish!

On that day, Wu Ming did not carry out any cultivation, chatted with the second elder for a whole day, got up early in the morning of the next day, bathed and changed clothes, and took the few remaining old people in King Wu's mansion to the ancestral hall of Ciyun Yuan to worship the ancestors.

Wu Fu, Sang Jingjing, Hu Cang, Chai Qing, Sun Shanwu, and Xu Cheng'an stepped forward one by one to offer incense, prayed silently, and silently told what had happened in the past few years.

"Fu Bo, there are some things that need to be understood after all, but I want my grandparents to have a spirit in the sky, and I don't want me to do too much!"

Out of the ancestral hall, Wu Ming changed into a court dress, a brocade five-clawed python robe, which was the quality of the predecessor for five years, in exchange for the exceptional prince's costume, with a certain purple jade crown, the red jade belt tied under the chin, and the end was heroic and extraordinary.

"Hey, I didn't expect that old prince hero I, how could he be ......"

Wu Fu sighed, sadness looming between his eyebrows, "No matter what, don't make it too out of line!"

Hu Cang and the four of them arranged the carriage, Wu Ming, Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing drove together, Sun Shanwu and Xu Chengan rode left and right to lead the way, out of Wu Wangfu, and went straight to the most prosperous boundary in the inner city of Bianliang.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of a slightly low-key and elegant courtyard gate, with two words on it - Liufu!

"Please let me know, my lord has visited the old prince of the Iron Sword King!"

Chai Qing stepped forward and handed over the bronzing post, which was thoughtful.

Menzi is also a visionary, he didn't dare to slack off, took it and saw that it was the name of Wu Wangfu, and hurriedly led everyone into the side room to serve tea and wait, and ran to the backyard with the post.

About the time of tea, a white-haired old man came quickly, it was Liu Jing!

"I've seen the prince!"

Liu Jing's expression was solemn, and after giving the salute, he said falsely, "The prince is here, please, my lord is waiting in the backyard!"

"There is labor!"

Wu Ming bowed slightly, and walked to follow, showing his calmness.

Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing followed closely on the side, Hu Cang and the four of them did not leave an inch, and the people of the Iron Sword King's Mansion did not say much, and Liu Jing led the way.

After passing through the courtyard, he came to an elegant and quiet garden, and saw five or six people standing in the pavilion from a distance, only a tall and thin old man who was not angry and arrogant was sitting upright, it was Liu Xuan, the king of the iron sword.

"Ming'er is here!"

Liu Xuan's son, Liu Pingsheng greeted with a warm smile.

"I've seen the old prince, I've seen my uncle!"

Wu Ming bowed his hand and got straight to the point, "Less than two elders, the kid came today to store the things of my grandfather in the Liu family, and I will prepare a small gift, thank the old prince for keeping it on behalf of the ancestors!"

Chai Qing stepped forward and presented a brocade box, which was opened with a snap, more than a dozen exquisite jade bottles, on which were wedged with many miraculous runes, and at a glance it was a jade bottle that was refined by special techniques to store the elixir.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Chengan placed a rectangular wooden box, which contained seven or eight yellowed books and a few ancient jade slips.

Sun Shanwu opened a wooden box, and there were twelve swords neatly stacked inside, and judging from the breath alone, it was twelve superb Xuan soldiers!