Time passes, and time flies.

Wu Ming didn't know how much time had passed at the bottom of the Luoshen Cliff, he felt that he should go back to report his safety to the master, so he looked for a way up the mountain everywhere at the bottom of the cliff, and he followed a stream and went upstream.

Now Wu Ming's skills are much better than before he fell off the cliff, using both hands and feet, flexible as a spider climbing the wall easily, startling a lot of birds or bats inhabiting in the cave.

As he climbed for a day, the mountain was getting steeper and steeper, and the clouds in the valley were brighter. Wu Ming sat on a protruding stone and meditated and practiced for one night.

The next day, he continued to climb in good spirits. This Falling God Cliff is indeed worthy of its name, and Wu Ming felt that he had only climbed one-tenth of the height after climbing for two days.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. In the faint golden mist, a figure is using both hands and feet, constantly climbing.

Wu Ming climbed to a prominent stone platform, there happened to be a waterfall next to it, in the faint golden light, a rainbow like a heavenly road across the valley, the scenery is very magnificent.

Spent the night here tonight. A person quietly admires the waterfall, surrounded by cool water vapor and a slow meager aura. In this situation, Wu Ming felt extremely comfortable.

"The clouds are rolling up, in front of the court, the flowers are blooming and falling, and the honor and disgrace are not shocked."

Wu Ming accidentally discovered that there was a hidden stone staircase in the upper left of the stone platform, which was difficult to find if it was not for a closer look because it was overgrown with wild grass.

He climbed the stairs and walked a few hundred meters, and suddenly found a huge stone cave with a recess, which was very dry and airy. There are stone benches and stone tables neatly placed, and there is a mountain spring on the right side of the cave entrance, and a lotus pond has been artificially dug up, and there is a lotus flower that I don't know what kind of lotus blooms in the pool, which is very beautiful.

"Could it be that this is the cave mansion of the cultivators?" Wu Mingxin said. He could tell from the thick dust that it had been uninhabited for a long time.

This huge stone cave is like a living room, and there is space to extend inside. Wu Ming walked to the cave, and after passing through a stone door, he saw a larger cave with a night pearl inlaid on the top of the cave, and the fluorescence it emitted illuminated the entire cave as bright as day.

The ground in the middle of the cave was a mysterious huge array, and the array was burning with pulsing orange flames. In the middle of the formation is a seated skeleton. Next to the skeleton was an ancient sword that radiated a red glow, and he could feel the scorching heat emitted by this sword from hundreds of meters away.

Wu Ming approached cautiously, and a wave of coercion surged over, and he felt that the fierce demon beast he was facing was squeezed by the coercion like Mount Tai to the point of breathlessness.

At this time, the "Sutra of Past Lives" exercise automatically ran in his body, the purple qi was thick, and the vitality flowed slowly, like the gurgling of flowing water, and this coercion disappeared all of a sudden.

Wu Ming cautiously approached the edge of the array, countless earth fires were jumping, and the huge array was extinguished for a while, and the array patterns were looming, flickering bright and dark. He raised his hand to pick up a stone and gently threw it in, and the fire instantly jumped to a height of more than two meters, and a scorching wave of air rushed to his face.

The fire element in Wu Ming's body also jumped, and his blood was suddenly churning. He took a few steps back, carefully observing for a moment, trying to condense the fire elemental into his palm, and a ball of fire appeared on his palm. He planned to become a dead horse doctor to see if the fire element in his body could have a slight connection with the earth fire of the formation diagram.

Suddenly, a divine thought came from the bones: "Luo Fu Duel? Are you a disciple of the Luofu Sect? ”

"Meet the seniors, the juniors are Wu Ming, the last disciple of the Baiyun Peak of the Luofu Sect." Wu Ming bowed respectfully and replied.

"There is a spirit in the heavens, and finally waiting for someone to come! Boy, come forward. Shen Nian replied.

"Senior, do you know that I am Luofu Sect?" Wu Ming was very cautious and refused to step forward. Suddenly, a mysterious force suddenly bound him to his bones.

"Seniors spare their lives! My qualifications are very poor, and now I have just entered the Qi Refining Realm, don't take away me! Wu Ming struggled desperately and shouted.

"Stinky boy, you are introverted, energetic, and don't fool the old man. Don't worry, I'm just a remnant thought, I won't take you away, count the generations, you should call me Uncle Zu, old man Zhu Jiuli! The divine thought snorted coldly and said leisurely.

"If you don't take me, it's fine. Uncle Shi? Wish... I wish you nine departures! Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly reacted, and exclaimed.

He was shocked by the name of this legend, Zhu Jiuli is the legend of Luofu Sect, the top master of the Yuan Infant Realm, has disappeared for a thousand years, and it is said that he has turned into a god realm, but he didn't expect to sit here.

"The old man has been stranded in the middle of the Yuanying realm for hundreds of years, the longevity is about to end, and it is useless to find all the treasures of the Tianyuan and the earth, and finally make a desperate bet, find the underground fire vein here, carve the ancient array map, and impact the late Yuanying period, but the destiny of heaven cannot be violated! Stop talking nonsense, I'm running out of time, boy, you come over to me. Zhu Jiuli's divine thoughts have become a lot weaker.

Wu Mingfu went to his heart and knelt in front of the bones: "Meet my uncle and ancestor." ”

A divine thought came into my mind, it was the Fire God Sword Technique that had been lost for thousands of years in Luofu Sect, and there was also a complete version of the Yan Luo Determination Method.

Wu Ming was pleasantly surprised, kowtowed respectfully three times, and just looked up and wanted to speak. It was found that Zhu Jiuli's bones had turned into countless dusts and scattered all over the ground.

"Could it be that the sword inserted next to it is the Haoyang Sword, the Sect's Supreme Treasure Spiritual Sword?" Wu Ming conjecture. Haoyang Sword slowly floated in front of him as if it understood his heart. I don't know what kind of leather armor the fiery scabbard is made of, and it is murderous, and it is estimated that many monks have been killed.

Wu Ming grabbed the divine sword, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and slowly pulled out the sword body, the looming sword body was surrounded by a layer of faintly burning flames, and a heat wave that scorched the soul was pressing, worthy of the Haoyang Sword of the middle grade.

This extremely famous spirit sword disappeared with Zhu Jiuli for a thousand years, and the Luofu Sect slowly declined, and there was no longer a powerhouse like Zhu Jiuli. There are only a handful of Yuanying Realm powerhouses that have appeared in the entire Taimang Star, and you can imagine what kind of scenery the Luofu Sect was back then.

Wu Ming inserted the Haoyang Sword beside him, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice the first style of the Fire God Sword Technique in his divine sense, "Fire Sword Flame Fury". He watched the mantra and essence of the first style of swordsmanship for a while, and was attracted by the exquisite swordsmanship, and he couldn't extricate himself, and he was fascinated.

He couldn't help but pinch the finger of the sword with his left hand, and with a move with his right hand, the Haoyang sword came out of its sheath, and a flash of fire was held in Wu Ming's right hand. As soon as his body moved, he began to make various comparisons, practicing the first style of the Fire God Sword Technique, "Fire Sword Flame Fury".

In an instant, the temperature in the stone cave rose sharply, and the fire and sword qi churned. Wu Ming's movements were relatively rusty at first, but as he practiced over and over again, constantly correcting his posture and sword angle, he felt more and more that the incisive swordsmanship of the Fire God was sharp.

The vitality of the "Sutra of Passing Away" in Wu Ming's body was surging endlessly, pouring into the Haoyang Sword, making the Spirit Sword flames and powerful. As if he was tireless, he practiced frantically, and the qi acupuncture points all over his body slowly rotated, continuously absorbing the vitality between heaven and earth.

In the cave mansion, Wu Ming practiced the fire god sword technique day and night. After a period of hard training, he has mastered the first type of "Fire Sword Flame Fury".

Wu Ming then practiced the second type of "Fire God Burst Flame". This type requires a huge amount of vitality compression, and then it instantly explodes the effect of an explosion, and the huge vitality consumption almost drains him out.

Wu Ming didn't dare to continue cultivating the third form, and the shortcomings of his realm cultivation limited him. Cultivation should not be rushed for quick success, it is better to take it step by step.

In addition to practicing the first two styles of the Fire God Sword Technique every day, Wu Ming's "Sutra of Passing Away" will not fall, and during this time, he has broken through the five qi acupuncture points of one of the twelve main veins.

He knew very well that sharpening the knife did not mistake the path of the woodcutter, especially when laying the foundation, he must have a solid foundation, so he was not in a hurry to impact the seventh layer of qi refining. Instead, he constantly tempered and washed his own vitality and meridians, as well as the two hundred and eighty-three slowly rotating qi acupuncture points in his body.

He began to cultivate Yan Luo Jue, which was a technique that fused the fire element into his vitality, and he didn't know how much more clever it was than the basic Luo Fu Jue.

Wu Ming didn't know that the Zhu Lingguo he took was the spirit fruit that a fire cultivator dreamed of. Zhu Lingguo alone saved him a year and a half of effort and time to comprehend the fire element.

Coupled with the reason for cultivating the Sutra of Past Lives, his ability to perceive the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force was greatly enhanced, and he could directly sense the red fire element, and even manipulate the fire element to transform into shape, and small fireballs transformed into annihilation on his palm.

At the peak of the Luofu Sect, it was to use the fire-based exercises and fire-based swordsmanship to shock the world, and Baiyun Peak and Qinglian Peak produced many talents. Due to the intricacies of the sect's forces and the variety of different voices, the direction of the sect's development gradually deviated. Talents wither, one generation is not as good as the next.

Some powerful elders were disheartened, left the sect, and left the country. Some of the swordsmanship and exercises of the former Megatron began to be lost or lost their essence.

With the foundation of the Sutra of Past Lives and Zhu Lingguo, Wu Ming's cultivation of Yan Luo was like riding a roller coaster, and he directly practiced to the second level. The vitality of the fire attribute is more refined and stronger.

Wu Ming collected the dust from Zhu Jiuli's place and stored it in a jade box as ashes, and set up a mound in the living room of the stone cave to bury it in this feng shui treasure place.

He counted the storage bags left by Zhu Jiuli, there were about 210,000 lower-grade spirit stones, more than 1,000 middle-grade spirit stones, more than 50 high-grade spirit stones, and a large number of cultivation materials that he didn't know. There are also more than a dozen low-grade earth-level spirit weapons, which are estimated to be trophies after killing the opponent.

"Rich! The cultivation resources of the Yuan Infant Realm are really too rich! I'm finally not a poor dick! Wu Ming had never had such a large fortune, and couldn't help but sigh.