The crowd slowly dispersed.
"Lu ming, it seems that you have broken someone's heart."
Mu Xiuyuan, dressed in white, came over.
"Brother mu, don't make fun of me."
Lu Ming smiled bitterly.
"Haha, Lu Ming, you don't have to think too much. Just like the Mu Lan girl said, you are still young. You should put martial arts first. I really look forward to where you can go in the future!"
Mu Xiuyuan sighed.
When I first met lu ming, Lu Ming was still young and weak before he reached the throne. He still needed his guidance.
But now, Lu Ming had left him far away. How long had it been? It was too fast.
"Maybe it's another Yan Kuangtu!"
Mu Xiuyuan sighed in his heart.
"Brother mu, I have to go back to heal my wounds first!"
Lu Ming raised his fist.
"Well, you should hurry back!"
Mu Xiuyuan said.
Lu Ming nodded and turned to leave.
"Lu Ming, you idiot, such a beautiful woman, you actually rejected it. It's a waste of nature. What a pity, what a pity!"
On the way, Dan Dan yelled and sighed.
"Shut up, you turtle!"
Lu Ming picked up Dan Dan and stuffed him into Supreme temple.
Instead of going to the fourth district, he rented a house near the first district.
Sitting cross-legged in the room, Lu Ming took out a few healing pills, swallowed them, and then ran the The True Formula of the War Dragon to start healing.
Previously, he had been severely injured by a move by guan Wu Chen. The bones of his arm were broken and his muscles were torn in many places.
But Lu Ming's physical body was so strong, and her vitality was incomparably strong.
When he spoke earlier, the body was automatically repaired, and with the help of medicine, it recovered even faster.
In the fourth area, in a pavilion, Mu Lan and Mu Xiuyuan stood side by side, looking into the distance.
"Are you angry with him?"
Mu Xiuyuan said.
"No!"
Mu Lan said calmly, "This kind of thing can't be forced, but from now on, Lu Ming is still young, and he should put martial arts first!"
"Actually, you should know that there must be someone else in his heart!"
Mu Xiuyuan sighed.
Mu Lan's eyes flashed, then he smiled and said, "Yes, of course I do, but do you think I will lose? I've decided. I want to fight for it."
"Fight?"
Mu Xiuyuan was stunned, then smiled and said, "Haha, this is just like the Mu Lan I know. Speaking of which, this kid Lu Ming is really outstanding. He can't be easily missed. If I were a woman, I would fight for it."
"But the distance between me and him is getting bigger and bigger, so I decided to go to that place to practice. I can't be left behind by him too much!"
Mu Lan looked into the distance.
"Have you finally decided to practice there?"
Mu Xiuyuan's eyes lit up.
"Yes, dad arranged for me to go before, but I didn't want to listen to him, so I didn't go. Now, it's time to go."
Mu Lan sighed.
"It's right for you to go there to practice. Otherwise, with your physique, it would be a waste. It's not too late to go now!"
Mu Xiuyuan said.
"Mmm!"
...
Half a day later, Lu Ming's wounds had healed, seven grades of flesh, showing a strong self-healing ability.
"The Linghaijing is indeed powerful. I wonder how much of Shangguanwuchen's cultivation and strength he has exerted in Spirit sea?"
Lu Ming thought to himself.
Lu Ming estimated that Shangguanwuchen, in the Linghaijing, should not be too high, otherwise, even if a random slap, he could not resist.
"When I break through to the top, I wonder if I can compete with the Linghaijing."
Lu Ming was looking forward to it.
But what we need to do now is to refine a Spirit soldier spear.
That fifth grade thunder gun, in the previous war with Sheng Xingchen, took another slap from Shangguanwuchen and cracked again.
With lu ming's explosive power, the level five Spirit soldier was already in great trouble.
Immediately, Lu Ming got up and headed for Huang Lao's residence.
"Nest, Lu Ming, you beast, don't shove yourself into that bird's place!"
Suddenly, Dan Dan's voice sounded in her ear. She appeared on Lu Ming's shoulder again, panting.
"Nest!"
Lu Ming was shocked. This guy was able to run out of Supreme temple on his own.
"Hmph, don't look at who this is? This is the head of the top ten war beasts and has existed for countless years. Minglian's skill has already reached the point of crying out for the world. How can a Supreme temple in this area lock this place up? Oh, I'm exhausted!"
Dan Dan bragged shamelessly as he lay down on Lu Ming's shoulder, gasping for air.
"Just blow it, carve a Mingwen, a person who often fails. No, it's a turtle, and tell me about your Minglian skills. It's amazing."
Lu Ming despised it.
"Boy, what do you know? If I don't get hurt..."
One person, one turtle, and soon they arrived at Huang Lao's place of residence.
Lu Ming walked straight in.
"Huang Lao, Huang Lao, junior Lu Ming!"
Lu Ming shouted.
Clang, clang, clang...
There was a clang in a room, and then an old man with messy hair rushed out of the room.
"Haha, Lu Ming, your boy is finally back. I thought you were dead. How about that? Did you bring back a thousand pieces of blood and gold?"
Huang Lao grinned and looked at lu ming.
"I brought it back."
With a wave of his hand, Lu Ming saw the gold in his hand.
"Well, this whole one is enough. Oh, what a pity for Xuan Long!"
Huang Lao sighed.
Apparently, the Forging sect was destroyed and Huang Lao received the news.
Lu Ming sighed and didn't say much.
"Well, don't think too much about anything else. During this time, I've learned a lot from studying the Mingwen on the broken gun you gave me. I've already extracted the infinite amount of black gold from the broken gun. I can start refining now, but it will take three days. Three days later, you can come and get it!"
Old huang said.
"Well, I'll trouble senior."
Lu Ming handed the gold to Huang Lao.
"Okay, go!"
Huang Lao took the gold and rushed into the house.
Lu Ming smiled. This Huang Lao is really a strange person.
"This old man, he's just an ordinary Minglian master. He's not a true ming master. He probably can't make any good Spirit soldier."
Dan Dan muttered.
Lu Ming was speechless. This guy is really bragging. Huang Lao is the number one Minglian teacher in Tianxuan domain.
Moreover, there is no such thing as a true inscription master that can be found so easily. To become a true inscription master is too difficult and too demanding.
Lu Ming strolled along the street. Not long after, he came to the courtyard that Mu Lan had sent him half a year ago and walked in.
Sitting cross-legged in the room, Lu Ming quietly understood the mood of thunder.
As long as the artistic conception of lei breaks through the first level of perfection, he can easily cultivate the other two artistic conception to the first level of perfection.
With enough resources, Lu Ming would be able to attack the king of the pinnacle.
The next day, a figure entered the courtyard. It was Yan Kuangtu.
(The end of this chapter)