Chapter Forty-Eight: The Battle Dragon Begins to Grow
When he returned to the mansion at night, he looked up at the bright stars in the sky, it was a good time to cultivate the three thousand stars, Lu Feng sat on the stone table in the courtyard and took out the three thousand stars and studied it carefully, the three thousand stars as the name suggests borrow the power of the stars above the nine heavens for his own use, temper the flesh to accommodate the spiritual power, so that his spiritual power has the characteristics of the stars.
Lu Feng looked at the operation of the spiritual power in his body, and according to the mental method of the three thousand stars, the spiritual power changed the original trajectory shape, forming a new trajectory in the body, and gradually Lu Feng fell into the emptiness and thoughtlessness, as if jumping out of his body, silently observing everything.
Time passed little by little, when there were not many stars left in the sky, finally the first wisp of star power was projected down, I don't know how far away the space was, when the power of the stars was projected down, there was not much left that should have been reduced, but when the power of the stars fell on Lu Feng's body, a sense of destruction struck, Lu Feng's whole person spasmed fiercely, like an electric shock, the clothes on his upper body were directly wiped out, and the meridians in his body were like needle, Lu Feng reluctantly withdrew the gesture of leading the stars, and concentrated on refining the trace of star power that entered the body。
Lu Feng looked at the situation in his body while healing, and his own spiritual power was like the impact of the Yangtze River and the sea towards the power of the stars, but when his spiritual power came into contact with the power of the stars, it was directly dissolved and annihilated, but Lu Feng did not give up With the impact of waves, the spiritual power in his body shrank from the vast river to the size of a stream, and the power of the stars was also diluted and about to disappear, and the newly born spiritual power from the sea of air also had the characteristics of destroying the power of the stars, and finally the power of the stars was refined and fused into the sea of qi, and the newborn spiritual power was even more destructive, and the injuries on Lu Feng's body were almost better。
When he opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, Lu Feng clenched his fists and felt his explosive power, and muttered: "With my physical strength, it is so painful and difficult to receive the power of the first ray of stars, and I don't know the situation of other senior brothers when they cultivate, and I only refined the first wisp in one night, which is really slow." ”
If the other inner disciples heard what Lu Feng thought, they would definitely scold, the fastest of them sensed that it took seven days to attract the first ray of star power, and it took a month for him to recover from serious injuries after refining, and all this Lu Feng only took one night to complete, but it was still too slow.
Lu Feng decided to retreat and practice penance for a month, during which everything was simple, when he was hungry, he would eat a grain of spiritual grain, and a grain of spiritual grain would fill his stomach for three days, and a few bottles would be stored in the retreat room in the inner disciple's mansion.
Take out the brute elephant vigorous fist Lu Feng studied it from beginning to end, the brute elephant vigorous fist has three styles, namely the elephant shape, the elephant rhyme, the essence of each style of the elephant god, look at the name of its moves, you can get a glimpse of the whole leopard.
Lu Feng knew everything well and began to practice, Lu Feng put on a strange posture and swung the first style but did not even reach the ordinary fist power, the sky gradually darkened, Lu Feng practiced the brute elephant strong fist in the courtyard with his bare arms, and the three styles that were turned over and over gradually had a trace of charm.
When the night came, Lu Feng put down the brute elephant fist, and turned to cultivate three thousand stars, one day and two days, half a month passed in a blink of an eye, the sky was bright Lu Feng opened his eyes, and a star-like light flashed, at this time, there was a mist around him, that was the phenomenon after the power of the stars was rich to a certain extent.
"It took half a month for three thousand stars to refine the power of one hundred and seventeen wisps of stars, this speed is too slow," Lu Feng looked distressed, if he was seen by other inner disciples like this, it was estimated that he would become the public enemy of the whole sect, and what others refined in a year was not as good as Lu Feng's results in half a month, but Lu Feng was distressed by this.
"Fortunately, the three styles of the brute like the big fist have all reached the great completion, and now with the big like the big punch, one punch can reach 10,000 catties of huge force, and it is only a matter of time before the consummation is complete. Lu Feng planned to put aside the cultivation of the three thousand stars for the time being, and concentrate on cultivating the Seven Styles of the Battle Dragon, but his expectations for this combat skill were very high.
Taking out the scroll, Lu Feng memorized the seven styles of the war dragon by heart, and began to make difficult attempts, each posture was awkward and weird, it took a long time just to pose, and for a whole day, Lu Feng just put the seven styles skillfully.
The next day, Lu Feng could coherently step out of the seven styles at a time, but there was no power, and the third day was still the same as before, and in the blink of an eye, it was twenty-nine days, and during this period, in addition to the more flexible use of footwork, there was no other progress, Lu Feng used everything that could be tried, but the combination of spiritual power and spiritual power had little effect, Lu Feng understood that there was no way to go on like this, and he stopped for the first time in more than ten days, frowning and falling into contemplation.
Lu Feng's spiritual power in the sea formed his body repeatedly using the Seven Forms of War Dragon, while his mind was watching carefully, "What's the problem?" Lu Feng pondered, and suddenly a fluctuation attracted Lu Feng's attention.
The two ancient seals in the sea of knowledge are quietly suspended where, at this time, the seal technique formed by the dragon suddenly fluctuated, and a desolate and domineering dragon roar floated in the sea of knowledge, and the howling sound became more and more obvious and louder, and the waves that stirred Lu Feng's spiritual power in the sea of knowledge were monstrous.
And in the spiritual form of practicing the Seven Styles of War Dragon, its footwork is getting brighter and brighter, every step is accompanied by a dragon roar, and the footwork is becoming more and more charming, Lu Feng was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that Canglong Seal is helping me?" The more Lu Feng thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.
After the impatient launch of the sea of knowledge, the seven styles of the war dragon stepped out step by step, and the sound of the dragon roar in the sea of knowledge still existed, and the halo spread from the ancient seal, integrating into Lu Feng's body, and the seven styles of the war dragon were getting faster and faster, and the halo spread with Lu Feng's feet, and the sound of the dragon roar resounded through the sky.
Lu Feng devoted himself to the comprehension of the Seven Styles of War Dragon, ignoring everything around him, Lu Feng's footwork became faster and faster, and his power gradually increased, and the desolate and domineering dragon roar had spread throughout the Ling Yao Sect, but Lu Feng didn't know it, if he looked down from the sky, he would find that the outer disciples were at a loss and didn't know what was going on, while the inner disciples, deacons, elders, and heads of the sect all rushed towards Lu Feng's mansion.
At this time, there were hundreds of people outside Lu Feng's mansion, all of whom were the absolute core of Ling Yaozong, and the sound of the dragon roar was endless, and the dragon power was pressed in the hearts of everyone like a big mountain, which made people breathless, very depressing, this has nothing to do with the realm, it is just the oppression of high-level beings on the origin level of low-level beings.
And Lu Feng was still immersed in comprehension and couldn't extricate himself, as the seven styles of the war dragon gradually became more proficient, the power of destruction also appeared, Lu Feng's mansion had completely collapsed and destroyed, and even several surrounding mansions were implicated, and the damage was not good.
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