"Teacher, goodbye!" Lu Lin respectfully withdrew from Chen Zixuan's room, and that attitude always felt a little flattering.

After closing the door, Lu Lin instantly turned into a man like the wind.

The students walking on the side only felt a black shadow flashing, and when they turned their heads, they could no longer see the figure.

Lu Lin couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart now, just because of Kong Xuan's words: This is my thing.

This time, Lu Lin didn't return to Tian Feng's residence, and ran directly towards the Demon Dragon Mountain Range, because only the Demon Dragon Mountain Range had enough space for him to exert himself.

Rushing all the way, Lu Lin directly crossed the sphere of influence of the third-order demon beast, came to the sphere of influence of the fourth-order demon beast, and ran directly to a deeper place.

Running into an uninhabited canyon, Lu Lin stopped, his face was a little abnormally red, I don't know if it was because of exhaustion or other reasons.

After carefully checking that there was no one around, Lu Lin carefully took out a delicate bag from his arms. When I opened the bag, a milky white glow suddenly appeared around the pocket.

Lu Lin carefully put his hand close to the bag pocket, the closer he got to the bag, the more he felt his heartbeat speed up, and slowly, Lu Lin's entire arm was stretched into the small bag.

After groping for a while, Lu Lin's arm was slowly pulled out of the bag, and a spear came out with it.

The gun is six feet long, weighs about eight hundred and ten pounds, the tip of the gun is snow-white, the barrel is dark gold, and there is a dragon pattern carved on it, which is very good-looking.

Lu Lin carefully looked at the spear in his hand, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, the only fly in the ointment was that the tip of the spear was not sharp, but it was good-looking but not sharp, at least it looked like this.

Holding the spear in both hands, Lu Lin couldn't help but want to play with the spear in his hand, but it was too heavy, and Lu Lin could swing a thousand catties of strength but could not swing the spear in his hand freely.

Simple stabbing, picking, sliding, piercing, teasing, twisting, smashing, splitting the gun, and sweeping the gun were played by Lu Lin, although he couldn't swing the spear as he wanted, but these simple actions Lu Lin could still do.

In the end, Lu Lin put the spear behind his waist, stood upright, turned his head to look at the tip of the spear, and put on a cool posture, at this time Lu Lin's mind was the figure of Hong Xiguan.

"Don't be ashamed, you can't play well, and you're still pretending to be cool here. Kong Xuan's disdainful voice interrupted Lu Lin's obscenity.

Lu Lin suddenly came to his senses, but he still carefully looked at the spear in his hand, and asked, "Brother Xuan, you said that this spear is your thing, have you recovered your memory?"

"Nope. Kong Xuan said in a low voice.

"Didn't recover your memory, then how do you know that this is your thing, and you say it so sure?" Lu Lin said with some confusion, but he knew that Kong Xuan would definitely not be untargeted.

Kong Xuan was silent for a moment, and it seemed that it had passed for the slightest time before he replied to Lu Lin, "I didn't recover my memory, but I remember something, the barrel of this spear in your hand is made of 10,000-year-old dragon wood, and the thing that belongs to me is the tip of the spear, I can feel the familiar aura transmitted from above." ”

10,000-year-old dragon wood spear tip?

To be honest, what Lu Lin likes is the barrel of this spear, but he is not too interested in the plain tip of the spear, it doesn't look sharp at all, this is actually an empty thing? What is that 10,000-year-old dragon wood?

"Brother Xuan, you said that this gun barrel is a 10,000-year-old dragon wood, is it very unusual?"

"It's strange that you dare to say such disobedient words! Hurry up and apologize to Shenmu! Do you know what Tenglong Wood is, it is the treasure of the Dragon Clan, even a thousand-year-old Tenglong Wood is rare, not to mention this 10,000-year-old Tenglong Wood, if you say it now, I'm afraid that a strong person of the Dragon Clan will come to you immediately!" Kong Xuan roared.

In Lu Lin's memory, this was the first time that Kong Xuan had lost his temper like this, and he just asked if this 10,000-year-old dragon wood was rare, so he didn't have to apologize to the gun in his hand.

But Kong Xuan's words made Lu Lin's heart twitch fiercely, ten thousand years of dragon wood, dragon clan baby? These words made Lu Lin so frightened that he almost threw the spear in his hand.

That is the supreme existence of the demon race, and it is also rumored that the human race is also the descendant of the dragon race, and many people have claimed to be the descendants of the dragon, so it can be imagined that the dragon race has a special status. Although there are no legends about dragons, it is well known that their neighbor has a demon dragon.

The last time the Black Dragon Dark Shine descended on the Demon Wolf City, Lu Lin was unconscious, if he saw the strength of the Black Dragon Dark Shine in person, I am afraid that the hands holding the spear would tremble.

"Eh, Brother Xuan, what can I do about this?" Lu Lin said with a little worry, but he couldn't help but be excited, and it was even more exciting to clench the spear in his hand.

"If you can use this spear....... Lu Lin couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Don't think about it, the dragon wood is not so easy to control, and when your strength increases, you will know how difficult it is to use it, but you don't have to worry, in the eyes of your human race, it is at most a good wooden stick, and no one will find out what is special about it. Kong Xuan said with a blow.

"Oh. Lu Lin replied in disappointment, but the more he looked at it, the more he liked this gun made of 10,000-year-old dragon wood.

"You just use this gun to cultivate, this is a set of marksmanship martial arts, you can cultivate." ”

Suddenly, a set of marksmanship-type martial arts appeared in Lu Lin's mind, and after that, Kong Xuan was silent.

Lu Lin was used to Kong Xuan's sudden disappearance, and every time he had a question and wanted to call Kong Xuan, he would not get an answer, he could only wait for Kong Xuan to take the initiative to ask.

There happened to be no one around, so Lu Lin decided to learn the new martial arts in his mind first.

Phantom Thorn, a fourth-order space martial art, one shot, no illusion, no shadow, and the stab will be punished. There is only one move, phantom sting, but it is divided into three levels, illusory, shadowless and killing!

After reading the Phantom Thorn's moves and cultivation methods, Lu Lin always felt very familiar.

In the first layer of illusory, the spear is swung out, and the space is fluctuating, so that the opponent can't see the trajectory of the spear clearly. There is no shadow on the second layer, and the moves are incredibly fast, making the opponent unable to see the trajectory of the spear with each attack. The third layer of killing, rapid attacks bring super attack power, stab the enemy's vital point, and kill with one blow.

The effect of the Phantom Thorn reminded Lu Lin of the Wind Fist Method, the second form of the Wind Fist Method, which is also a blow that confuses the opponent at the same time at extreme speed.

However, since Lu Lin was not a fourth-order martial artist, he couldn't cultivate the second form of the Wind Fist Method, and seeing Tian Feng use it like a shadow, Lu Lin's heart suddenly became even more longing.

The Phantom Thorn is different, this martial art does not have so many requirements, it does not have high requirements for the level of the martial artist, and relies more on the strength of the flesh, and this is Lu Lin's strength. If you can practice the phantom stab to the realm of shadowlessness, then can you practice the shadow and not the shadow?

Thinking of this, Lu Lin couldn't wait to pick up the spear in his hand and prepare to practice.

Another boring practice began, Lu Lin held an eighteen-pound spear and began to wield, practicing only one action, holding the gun in both hands, stabbing forward.

Obviously, Lu Lin still underestimated the weight of eight hundred and eighteen catties, and after practicing for an hour, Lu Lin's arms were already a little sore, so he had to stop and rest for a while.

Taking this opportunity, Lu Lin happened to have a large number of guns in his hands again.

The exquisite dragon-shaped pattern on the barrel of the gun, the body shape is very similar to the dragon of the Chinese nation in memory, I don't know how to engrave it, it is natural, and between waving, it does not hinder the hands at all.

It's strange to say that after only a moment of effort, Lu Lin's body has recovered. Normally, such a feeling of soreness has to recover at least a stick of incense, but Fairy Ah doesn't even have the time for half a pillar of incense, has the body broken through again?

No, it seems that I didn't squeeze the last bit of strength just now.

Lu Lin didn't take a break anymore, he immediately stood up and began to practice, this time he decided to contact until he couldn't hold the spear.