In the vast void, hundreds of millions of streamers flew by, one of which was like a meteor, crossing the nine-day sky, flashing away from the distant Middle Tang Dynasty, as if crossing the endless space, appearing in the east.

"Those nerds will really save trouble, just looking for trouble, the old man can't sleep peacefully if he wants to!"

At the bottom of Ansan Lake, the old man with a wine trough nose muttered to wake up, and the bottles and cans around him made a noise, and he waved forward casually.

Buzz!

Above the sky, thousands of miles of clouds and mist were surging endlessly, turning into giant claws in the sky, grabbing the light and shadow of the meteor and throwing it on the shore of Ansan Lake.

"Ahem!"

Wu Ming's bones were rolling, covered with grass clippings, and he lay on his back on the ground, speechless for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, I slowly got up, and the clouds and mist were shrouded, but it was clear and the wind was calm and the wind was calm, and I wanted to jump to my feet and scold angrily, but after all, there was no exit, I slapped the dust all over my body, bowed respectfully, and then turned to leave.

"Hmph, I went out and was beaten up before I learned to be polite......"

The old man rolled over angrily and continued to sleep.

No one saw this scene, but as the news of the Middle and Tang Dynasty gradually spread, all parts of the Great Song Dynasty were surging and the undercurrents were surging, and the trend of change had begun.

It's just that all this, as far as Wu Ming, who is like an arrow, seems to have nothing to do with it, and he returns to Bianliang without stopping.

Passing by the former snack street, looking at the Zhenwu Martial Arts Hall, and looking at the young men and girls who were still running around and hurrying by, Wu Ming quietly left, followed the once familiar street, and came to a small courtyard.

Not a soul was there!

Mulberry leaves are not there, and Sang Jingjing is not there!

To Wu Ming's delight, in front of King Wu's mansion, Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing came hand in hand, the two of them looked far better than in the past, although the breath of the body was obscure, but it was like an abyss and a sea, majestic and boundless, and it was like a great grandmaster!

"Okay, just come back!"

Seeing Wu Ming hurriedly stepping forward to worship, the two hurriedly supported him and happily pulled into the house.

In the empty Wu Wang's Mansion, there are only a few old people left who are unwilling to leave, and the young men and women who have grown up have already been sent by Wu Ming to lurk in various places, incognito, and run perfectly according to everything planned at the beginning.

Originally, he hoped that Wu Fu and the others would leave together, after all, the future of Tang during this trip was uncertain, and no one could say what would happen.

But when I returned to the capital, I still thought, someone picks me up, but no one's home, how can it be considered a home?

"Uncle Chai......"

Seeing Chai Qing, Wu Ming didn't know what to say.

"The prince doesn't have to blame himself, Xiao Wei's life should be like this!"

Chai Qing's face was slightly bitter, but he had no resentment.

"Don't worry, in my life, I will definitely find the treasure to save Xiaowei!"

Wu Ming solemnly promised.

"Good!"

Chai Qing's eyes were red, he nodded heavily, and after greeting Hu Cang, he gave up the space to Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing.

"But you've encountered obstacles in your cultivation?"

Wu Fu asked.

With his familiarity with Wu Ming, it was really unexpected that he did not break through the Grandmaster on this trip.

"You, the kid just came back and hasn't taken a breath, what kind of cultivation is he asking?"

Sang Jingjing glared at him.

In the end, it is a woman, her mind is delicate, but she is afraid that Wu Ming will not be able to think about it, after all, as far as Tianjiao is concerned, she is young and vigorous, and if she is hit, she will inevitably collapse.

"Haha, you're thinking too much!"

Husband and wife are united, Wu Fu certainly knows what his women think.

"Fu Bo, Aunt Jing, I haven't congratulated you yet!"

Looking at the two people whose knots had been resolved, Wu Ming's heart was happy, "Cultivation, the heart barrier has been removed, the breakthrough is imminent, and I think it will break through soon!"

"Good, good!"

The two were relieved and chatted with Wu Ming, not talking about the experience of the past six months, but about the shortcomings of their parents.

"By the way, you were in Qinzhou Taisu Immortal Palace a year ago, did you get acquainted with a few female dolls?"

Unexpectedly, Sang Jingjing's words changed, and she took Wu Ming's hand and said, "You are not too young, I think those female dolls are good, Wan'er is smart and clever, Huai Yuxiu is wise, although Xuanqing is a little older, but his figure is excellent, and he is a man who is suitable for men and women......"

Without waiting for Sang Jingjing to finish speaking, Wu Ming found an excuse and fled.

"Haha!"

Wu Fu was greatly relieved, stroking his beard and smiling.

"You won't stop this kid!"

Sang Jingjing smiled and glared at him with disgust.

"The little master has grown up and has his own ideas, let's wait and see!"

Wu Fu said with a smile.

"Well, this kid is an assertive!"

Sang Jingjing nodded, her eyebrows were worried again, and she sighed, "Hey, it would be nice if it was Ye'er, but the matter of that kid in Donghu ......"

Wu Fu's hand stiffened, his face was slightly gloomy, and his eyes were faintly solemn.

Li Donghu was deeply favored by the old King Wu, but the Medicine King Valley also had the grace of cultivating him, which was originally an excellent thing, but it happened to Chai Wei, which made the two of them suspicious.

According to Wu Ming's temperament, anyone involved must have to walk in the oil pot, but there are mulberry leaves in between.

"Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, this is the young man's own knot, when the little young master's cultivation is stable, we should also leave!"

Wu Fu patted his wife's hand and said.

"It's okay, I haven't been back to Danlai Mountain for many years, and you can also accompany me on a trip!"

Sang Jingjing Road.

"Okay, don't say a trip, it's a permanent residence!"

......

"Hoo ......"

In the brightly lit secret room, Wu Ming, who was calm and calm, eliminated all distracting thoughts, adjusted himself to the peak state, rubbing a piece of jade, but there was no joy of imminent breakthrough between his eyebrows, but slightly wrinkled.

"Do you practice or not?"

The jade is the Heavenly Dao Martial Jade, and what makes him hesitate is whether to practice the "Dragon Sword Technique".

Wu Ming's martial arts, walking a fierce and fierce way, although he has seen countless exquisite swordsmanship, including many heavy swordsmanship, extremely powerful, but still feel that the fluttering swordsmanship is not suitable for him.

Even the knife technique was brought by the previous life, and there is only one move, and there is no exact name so far, only called it a backhand knife!

According to his temperament, fists and feet are the best weapons, which is why he has always paid attention to physical cultivation, but the cultivation of the qi path is a little slow to enter the realm.

"When the interruption continues, it will be chaotic!"

Ku Ye knew why he hesitated, Lu Jiuyuan was kind to him after all, and he couldn't bear to brush the elder's heart, and said again, "If God doesn't take it, he will be blamed!"

Sixteen characters are like a heavy hammer, striking on Wu Ming's heart, after a moment of trance, the essence in his eyes flickered, and he unswervingly pasted Baoyu to the center of his eyebrows, and the brilliance flashed, as if the soul was integrated into it, and it seemed that there was a mysterious power injected into the sea of knowledge.

Airplanes!

Under the shroud of invisible streamers, Wu Ming had a thin layer of light and sand around his body, like a dream, whether it was false or true.

The only real thing is that there is a sharp edge that has never appeared in the past, majestic, like the abyss and the sea, like the waves crashing on the shore, like a rock breaking the sky!

Dragon Sword Intent!

Although he has never practiced this swordsmanship, he has already cultivated the dragon step to the realm of doing whatever he wants, and perfectly integrates with the nine palace steps, and the control of the swordsmanship, although it is not easy to reach, is enough to understand a trace of the essence of the swordsmanship.

There are also thousands of sword fingers such as pointing to the sword in another way, when Lu Jiuyuan passed on the exercises to him, he also imprinted the cultivation experience of the ancestors of the Lu family in it, which was enough for him to avoid countless detours.

"Swim in the dragon and set the sea!"

I don't know how long it took, with the help of the Heavenly Dao Martial Jade's Heavenly Will Martial Arts, I don't know how many times he practiced in the void space, when Wu Ming woke up again, his eyes opened and closed, and two sword-like gazes burst out.

Rise!

The dragon groaned agitated, and a wisp of sword qi rose up in waves at his fingertips, and there was a tendency to patrol the river by sea, with the sound of stormy waves, and the light curtain of the secret room formation of the impact was rattling and swaying.

"Blend in!"

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at his fingertips with a faint blue and gold color in surprise.

Although he had the confidence to deduce to the peak, he still didn't expect that the combination of Youlong Swordsmanship and Senluo Finger and Thousand Cuts Sword Pointing out was strange, and it didn't take much effort to reach the realm of integration in the Heavenly Will Martial Arts.

Of course, it may only be a short time to look outside, but in that mysterious space, under the will of heaven, it may be for several years, and this is the benefit of treasures.

"It's time!"

Wu Ming sat cross-legged, quietly closed his eyes to recuperate, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already recovered the ancient well without waves, his whole body was shocked, and dozens of golden lights and shadows appeared behind him!

The phantom of the Ming King's law is now bluff with eight arms, although the treasure is *, but it is full of hideous and majestic momentum!

What is different from the past is that there is an arm phantom holding a sword in the moment!

"Infinite Law Phase, Condensation!"

Wu Ming silently recited the innate mantra, forcibly accepted all the true elements in the dantian, and the divine consciousness that had been tempered for thousands of years surged out, penetrating into the phantom of King Ming, and gathering the power that escaped outward.

Buzz rumble!

Faintly, the thunder rolled in the void, and with the fusion of the eight arms of the phantom of the Ming King, endless waves were set off, and the entire Chang'an City, and even the strong people who radiated to the endless distance, were all shocked and looked at the sky.

A vision from heaven will happen!

I just don't know if this vision represents the birth of a demon, or the breakthrough of a strong man, or the rediscovery of a treasure!

Wu Ming didn't know all this, and devoted himself to cultivation, collecting the power of King Ming's phantom, but he saw that the five arms in it were shaking wildly, which was the arm that represented the cultivation of the five elements of the Tuobei, Senluo, Qianju, Dajiang, and Lieyang.

At this time, the five arms twisted endlessly like a dragon python, and seemed unwilling to fuse, but they were forcibly accommodated by Wu Mingyuan's will beyond the same level, and they were almost brutally stuffed into the Wuzang furnace, and then the six arms shook and merged into one.

But it wasn't over yet, one arm held a phantom like wind and thunder, and stabbed into the furnace, the blade-like arm and the sword-holding arm twisted and entangled together, turning into a dragon-like arm, holding a knife-like beam of light in his hand, and the astonishing edge was uncertain.

Bang!

When all the twisted vibrations were stabilized, the phantom of King Ming suddenly shrank ten zhang, and then a shock, shrunk again, and it was only about nine zhang, like a golden angry eye King Kong, holding the furnace high, holding the divine soldier in his hand, slaying demons and demons!

The five lines of furnace contain wind and thunder, the sword is in hand, and the law is fixed!

Hidden in the golden light, Wu Ming, like an angry Buddha, shook his hand casually, and his lichen was draped behind him like a light curtain.