It is said that Baizun Mountain is not a plane, it is actually still above this dragon vein, but in all directions, a peerless array has been laid, completely separated, and only one entrance can be entered.
"Baizun Mountain, although it is called Baizun, in fact, more than a hundred sages have left imprints and inheritances, and it is estimated that there are no less than a few hundred, scattered in every corner!"
Qiao Xuan explained.
"Haha, Lu Ming, it seems that we have to practice separately. After a while, let's see who is improving faster!"
Kong Jin laughed.
Each of them is good at different directions, and the artistic conception of comprehension is also different. Of course, it is impossible to practice together. In Baizun Mountain, you need to find the most suitable one for you to improve your comprehension.
Likewise, it also depends on chance.
"Okay! Let's meet here after a while!" Lu Ming nodded.
Immediately, the eight people dispersed, each chose a direction, and flew forward.
Baizun Mountain is very large, with a radius of no less than hundreds of thousands of miles, and countless peaks. It is unknown on which peak or in which corner, there will be a mark left by the Venerable.
Moreover, in Baizun Mountain, the aura is unimaginably rich, several times stronger than that on the dragon veins outside.
Lu Ming felt that the richness of the aura here was almost the same as that of low-grade spirit crystals.
What kind of concept is this? It is equivalent to the low-grade spirit crystals that permeate the sky and the earth.
In just one breath, it is the total amount of aura contained in several low-grade spirit crystals.
"If you practice here, you don't even need spirit crystals!"
Lu Ming sighed, he was really envious of those people from big families.
However, now is not the time to practice, the key is to find the mark that suits you first and understand the artistic conception.
Lu Ming flew all the way, and soon, he found a dozen people sitting cross-legged on the shore of a small lake.
Lu Ming landed and found that a powerful energy flowed out of the lake.
He sensed it carefully, and suddenly felt that in the lake, there was a huge flood dragon rushing towards him. This dragon contained a powerful artistic conception of water.
Lu Ming stood still and let Jiaolong rush past.
"What a wonderful artistic conception of water. It contains the understanding of the artistic conception of water by a strong person in the spiritual realm. It can be combined with oneself and used for reference. It's a pity that I haven't cultivated the artistic conception of water, so I have to find another place!"
Lu Ming didn't stop, soared into the sky and flew towards the distance.
Next, he found several imprints left by the strong spirit gods, but none of them were suitable for him.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Lu Ming found a cliff in front of him. On the cliff, there was a deep mark, which seemed to be left by a sword.
The cliff is several thousand meters high, and in front of the cliff, there are more than a dozen stone pillars standing on the ground, flush with the cliff.
On the stone pillar, a figure sat cross-legged.
There are a total of eighteen stone pillars, seventeen of which are already occupied, and only one stone pillar is empty, and this stone pillar is closest to the cliff.
Lu Ming flew up and landed on the stone pillar.
"The artistic conception of wind!"
As soon as Lu Ming sensed it, he found that the notch on the cliff contained a mysterious artistic conception of wind, and the artistic conception of wind was exactly what Lu Ming needed.
When Lu Ming landed, the people on the other stone pillars opened their eyes one after another. After seeing Lu Ming, their faces changed slightly.
"Brother, I advise you to leave that stone pillar!"
A young woman spoke to Lu Ming.
"Why?" Lu Ming frowned slightly.
"Because that stone pillar has already been reserved by someone, and that person told him that no one else can set foot on this stone pillar!"
the woman explained.
"Oh? Where's that person?" Lu Ming asked.
"That person is not in Baizun Mountain now, maybe he is practicing elsewhere!"
Lu Ming shook his head and smiled and said, "Since it's not here, why can't I use it? Moreover, Baizun Mountain is a public land. I have never heard that it belongs to anyone. If he is not here, I can use it!"
After saying that, Lu Ming sat cross-legged.
"Hey, boy, I might as well tell you that the man's name is Miao Yi, and he is the youngest son of the Miao family!"
A sneer came from another stone pillar.
"Miao Yi? Miao Yi, 501 on the Thousand Pride List?"
Lu Ming's expression changed, and he said.
"That's right, hehe, so, I advise you to leave. When he comes and sees you up there, your fate will not be good!"
The young man sneered.
"Then wait for him to come and talk about it!"
Lu Ming said lightly, without any intention of leaving.
"Hmph, you're overthinking yourself. When Miao Yi comes, you'll be the one to cry!"
The young man snorted coldly.
Lu Ming didn't care about the surrounding affairs, and his eyes were fixed on the notch on the cliff.
Slowly, the notch changed in Lu Ming's eyes, turned into a sword, and then turned into a figure, dancing the sword in the void, each sword contained a mysterious artistic conception of wind.
Even if it is the same artistic conception, different people understand it differently.
How profound is the understanding of artistic conception for a strong person in the spiritual realm? Lu Ming can compare it with his own artistic conception, find inspiration, and quickly improve his understanding of artistic conception.
At the second level of the artistic conception, it is not possible to continuously break through with the spar of the profound truth. If only the spar of the profound truth is used, it is very easy to encounter a bottleneck, and it needs to be comprehended.
As long as the profound meaning spar is combined with one's own comprehension, it is the best way.
In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and Lu Ming has a lot of new insights into the artistic conception of wind.
Continue to practice, time passed day by day, and another four days passed, and Lu Ming has been here for seven days.
On this day, when Lu Ming was comprehending, he suddenly felt a sharp murderous intent enveloped him.
He moved his eyes and looked aside.
There, a young man in a green robe was approaching step by step.
"It's Miao Yi, Miao Yi is here!"
"That kid, trouble!"
Seeing the person coming, the people around let out a low cry.
Especially the young man who said before that Lu Ming was overreaching was a little gloating.
"Now, you are the one to cry!" the young man sneered.
Miao Yi was wearing a green robe, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were stern, and he stepped out of the sky, appearing not far from the stone pillar.
"Boy, who told you to sit on that stone pillar? No one told you that I ordered that stone pillar?"
Miao Yi was condescending, looking down at Lu Ming, his voice was cold and gloomy, like a poisonous insect, staring at his enemy, making people feel chills.
"I heard that when I first came, someone told me so."
Lu Ming smiled lightly.
"Since someone told you that you still dare to sit on it, you don't care about me anymore? Now, roll down from the top, slap yourself a hundred times, and roll as far as you can. I don't care about this matter." !"
Miao Yi ordered, as if ordering a slave.
Lu Ming shook his head and smiled, this Miao Yi is really domineering.
However, when has Lu Ming ever been afraid of others being domineering
"Let me ask you, do these Hundred Mountains belong to your Miao family?"
Lu Ming said.
"of course not!"
Miao Yi said.
"Since it's not, what's wrong with you practicing here? Don't you know that it's first come, first served? If you want it, wait by the side."
Lu Ming waved his hand.