Chapter 69 The Musket Formula

His mind sank into the storage ring, and a small space appeared in Lu Ming's mind.

The space was about one side or so, about the same size as the storage ring he had gotten from Duanmu Jue.

Inside, a few boxes were scattered.

With a wave of his hand, all these boxes appeared on the platform of Supreme temple.

First, a small box caught Lu Ming's eye.

Because the box was inlaid with gold, it looked magnificent and extraordinary.

After opening the box, it turned out to be a book.

The Musket Formula, this is a martial art book.

Lu Ming couldn't help but think of Zhu Bing's shooting technique. Wasn't it called the The Musket Formula?

He still remembered the power of that gun trick!

Looking forward to it, Lu Ming was shocked.

Mystical level martial arts, this gun formula, is actually a Mystical level martial arts.

Mystical level inferior martial arts, Mystical level.

"No wonder it's so powerful. It's Mystical level martial arts. This is done."

Lu Ming was overjoyed.

Mystical level martial arts, more valuable than yellow level martial arts, I don't know how many times.

Lu Ming couldn't wait to turn it over. The more he looked at it, the more shocked his face became.

"It's so powerful. There's no way to compare the yellow level of martial arts. Day by day, that Zhu Bing is probably just the first level of cultivation, just a glimpse of the path of the door."

Lu Ming muttered to himself.

Generally speaking, as long as a Mystical level low-grade martial arts can be cultivated to the first level, its power can be comparable to the sixth level of top-grade yellow martial arts.

The first level can be comparable to the sixth level of top-grade yellow martial arts. One can imagine how powerful Mystical level martial arts are.

But similarly, the Mystical level martial arts training difficulty, I don't know how many times more difficult than the yellow level martial arts, ordinary martial arts practitioners, it is difficult to train successfully.

Unless it's a genius.

Zhu Bing had been studying hard for decades, and he barely reached the first level.

"Mystical level martial arts, if exchanged in Library hall, xuanyuan sword sect, I don't know how much contribution points are required. Unfortunately, it is a gun technique, and I am practicing sword, I can't practice."

Lu Ming sighed.

"Wait!"

Lu Ming's eyes darkened, then brightened, and whispered, "Who said I practice swords? The The True Formula of the War Dragon I practice in has a dragon shape and a dragon like spear. Perhaps, I have been in the wrong direction all this time!"

Lu Ming had always wanted to use the sword to conquer the world since he was young. Naturally, he loved the sword. Later, he got the Flowing Light Swordsmanship in Supreme temple and joined the Flowing Light Swordsmanship. So subconsciously, Lu Ming felt that he should be practicing the sword.

But during this time, Flowing Light Swordsmanship had been stuck on the fifth level, and it was difficult to break through the sixth level.

Originally, he thought it was just a matter of not waiting for the fire. As long as he practiced hard, he would definitely break through.

But now that I think about it, I'm afraid that's not the reason at all, but that the swordsmanship doesn't match him at all.

If it doesn't fit, if you want to reach the highest level of cultivation, you have to spend more time and energy than others.

Some people are born to practice swords, and some are born to practice knives or guns.

Of course, this is related to personality, as well as the cultivation of martial arts, and even the awakening of the bloodline.

Lu Ming, on the other hand, was a The True Formula of the War Dragon practitioner. The awakened bloodline was a bit like a snake now. Wasn't that more suited to the gun?

At that moment, Lu Ming picked up Zhu Bing's spear and stabbed it.

Boo!

The spear pierced through the air and made a sharp roar. The moment Lu Ming felt the spear pierce, the dragon's true energy rushed out of his body and burst out along the spear.

Pitter-patter!

A spear flared out like a dragon, piercing the air with a crackling sound.

"True qi is smoother. It's done in one go. Sure enough, I'm more suited to practice guns."

Lu Ming sighed.

"It seems that after we go back this time, we need to practice our gun skills, but for the time being, we should put it aside and see what's in the other boxes first."

At that moment, he put the gun down and Lu Ming looked at the other boxes.

There were two large boxes, all of which were jewelry, gold and silver.

The other slightly smaller box was full of gold and silver tickets.

One or two gold is equal to ten taels of silver.

At a rough estimate, the boxes together amounted to at least two million taels of silver.

This made Lu Ming ecstatic.

Two million taels of silver is equivalent to twenty thousand contribution points. How much demon blood can this exchange for?

This is not considered Mystical level martial arts, what about the Mystical level?

This time, it was not in vain.

But this time, it also made Lu Ming realize what it meant to be dangerous.

Not only was the competition fierce within the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, but it was even more intense elsewhere.

In order to survive, for resources, to fight ceaselessly, to fight endlessly, even if you are a large sect disciple, a little carelessness, will also fall.

Just like this time, the The zhu family knew he was a disciple of the The zhu family and still dared to do it. If he wasn't careful enough, he would have become a pawn of Zhu Bing and died under the poison of voodoo.

Everyone is fighting. If you don't move forward, you will be surpassed by others and become a stepping stone for others.

Lu Ming was never willing to be a stepping stone for others, so he had to work hard. He wanted others to be his stepping stone.

After the inventory was completed, Lu Ming left Supreme temple and continued to march towards Dark blood mountain.

A day later, a majestic mountain appeared in front of Lu Ming.

Dark blood mountain, thousands of miles across, is a very famous mountain in eastern Empire of the scorching sun.

Because the entire dark blood mountain range was dark red.

The earth was dark red, the rocks were dark red, even the plants were dark red, as if they were soaked with blood, so it was called Dark blood mountain.

Legend has it that Dark blood mountain was not like this at first. In the past, there was once a peerless strong man who fought with people, blood scattered, and penetrated the mountains and rivers to form Dark blood mountain.

If this was true, it would be extremely shocking.

What if this existed? There was so much blood, stained thousands of miles of mountains?

Whether true or false, there are indeed some very strange treasures in the dark blood mountain, attracting many people to search for treasures.

For example, the Blood linghua that lu ming needed for his mission, as well as the Blood linghua, were among them.

Without any hesitation, Lu Ming dashed into the dark blood mountain.

It was indeed very strange. The trees that came into view were all dark red, and the stones under their feet were also dark red.

Lu Ming walked all the way, looking around to see if he could find the Blood linghua.

Boo!

Suddenly, a red light roared towards the landing.

Clang!

The long sword came out of its sheath and the red light was cut in half.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a dark red scorpion.

This scorpion was extremely poisonous. Lu Ming slowed down and carefully observed the surroundings.

A few miles later.

Roar! Roar!

A dozen Ju Lang with dark red hair surrounded Lu Ming.

This is Dark blood mountain's unique Dark blood wolf. It is 1.5 meters tall and 3 meters long.

Each of them was a level two monster, and there were even a few level two Number Two monsters.

Roar! Roar!...

A dozen Dark blood wolf rushed at lu ming.

(The end of this chapter)