Supreme Shrine

"What the younger brother said is very true. Lu Ming must not let him live in this world. Master can't make a move, but we can. However, if I make a move now, I don't have [-]% certainty!"

The purple shirt youth pondered.

"Then what should we do? How about inviting other senior brothers?"

Autumn is empty.

"The other two senior brothers, one is traveling outside, and the other is in seclusion, junior brother, don't worry, my cultivation has reached the perfect state, and I will retreat to attack the realm of the Martial King in a few days. When I break through the realm of the Martial King, You can kill Lu Ming with flipping your hands!"

The purple shirt youth smiled slightly.

"Brother is going to break through King Wu?"

Qiu Changkong was ecstatic.

"That's right, I've been in the Half-Step King Realm for several years, and now I've reached my limit, it's time to break through the Martial King Realm!"

Zishan youth said.

"Brother, how sure is it?"

"Eighty percent!"

The young man in purple shirt looked very confident.

"Hahaha, that's good, then let Lu Ming live for a while longer, and when the brother breaks through the realm of Martial King, Lu Ming will die!"

Qiu Changkong was ecstatic.

No matter how strong Lu Ming is, he cannot be the opponent of a Martial King.

As long as the young man in Zishan breaks through King Wu's pass and finds any reason to challenge Lu Ming, Lu Ming will die.

"Lu Ming, you can be arrogant, but you won't be too arrogant for long!"

Qiu Changkong sneered.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed.

Lu Ming is comprehending the wind and fire every day.

But little progress has been made.

After the potential has reached its consummation, it is very difficult to comprehend a trace of artistic conception from the potential.

Many people are stuck at this step all their lives, and it is difficult to make progress.

"Today, the Lord of the Palace of Wind will hold a lecture in the hall to explain the momentum of the wind and the artistic conception of the wind in person. Don't miss it!"

Lu Ming got up, left the courtyard, and flew towards the Palace of Winds.

Every once in a while, the master of the Nine Great Halls of Emperor Tianshen Palace will give lectures in person, explaining the potential and artistic conception of related attributes.

It will attract a large number of emperor guards to attend the lecture.

When Lu Ming came to the gate of the Palace of Wind, he found that there were also figures flying towards this direction from other directions.

There is no one checking at the gate, if you want to go in and listen to the lecture, you can go in directly.

Lu Ming walked into the Palace of Winds and came to a large hall.

The main hall is very spacious, and the ground of the main hall is filled with futons.

There are at least tens of thousands of them.

At this time, thousands of people were already sitting cross-legged on futons.

When Lu Ming came in, many people looked sideways.

Lu Ming ignored him, just found a futon, sat down, closed his eyes and waited.

As time passed, the number increased.

Soon, the number of people exceeded 2000.

Most of them are the Ditian Shenwei who just joined this year, and some of them are from the previous session.

"The Lord of the Wind Palace is here!"

Someone whispered.

Lu Ming opened his eyes and saw an old man wearing a green robe and a beautiful beard coming up above the main hall. The old man looked about 60 years old, with a faint smile on his face.

On his body, he couldn't feel the slightest wave of true energy, or powerful aura.

Just like an ordinary person.

But no one dared to have the slightest contempt and disrespect.

It is said that the masters of the nine palaces are all Dacheng kings.

Moreover, he is not an ordinary Dacheng King, his strength is extremely terrifying.

"Meet the Lord of the Wind Palace!"

More than 2000 people all stood up and bowed to salute.

"Don't be too polite, please sit down!"

The Lord of the Wind Palace smiled slightly and waved his hand.

Everyone sat down, and the master of Fengdian also sat cross-legged on the high platform above the main hall.

"Today, the people who come here are all people below King Wu who understand the power of the wind. Today, I will explain in detail how to comprehend the artistic conception of a trace of wind from the potential of the wind, and then how to use the artistic conception of a trace of wind to comprehend the artistic conception of wind." , and finally condensed the artistic conception rune, experienced the test of the heavenly tribulation, and reached the realm of the Martial King!"

The voice of the Lord of the Wind Palace sounded.

Everyone's spirits were lifted. They came here to hear this.

"To know this, you must first clearly understand what is potential and what is artistic conception?"

The voice of the Lord of the Wind Palace continued: "Position is actually a kind of artistic conception of heaven and earth, but it is a very superficial borrowing, because every attribute will have potential!"

"Like water, when it is warm, it can moisten all things. This is also a potential of water. When it is violent, it can destroy the earth. This is also a potential of water!"

"It's like the wind. When it's gentle, it can cool the Buddha's face. When it's violent, it can tear everything apart. These are the forces of the wind."

"When you understand the momentum, you are actually just borrowing this artistic conception of heaven and earth, commonly known as borrowing momentum, to enhance your own attack power, defense power, etc.!"

Speaking of this, a powerful momentum erupted from the Master of the Wind Palace, and his aura suddenly became like an ancient sacred mountain, majestic, heavy, and unattainable.

The next moment, the breath on his body disappeared without a trace.

"However, the artistic conception of heaven and earth is completely different from the situation. The artistic conception of heaven and earth is to control, to control this attribute, and to use this attribute to turn it into various mysterious and unpredictable means!"

Speaking of this, the master of Fengdian suddenly stretched out his palm, and saw a tornado spinning rapidly in the palm of his hand.

Although the tornado was small, Lu Ming could hear a terrifying whistling sound.

Lu Ming has no doubt that as long as the master of the wind palace throws out this round of tornado, it will definitely tear a mountain apart.

Then, the Master of the Wind Hall moved his hand, and the tornado disappeared. On his finger, a wind blade appeared. The wind blade was like a knife, cutting through the space, and the space trembled like water waves.

It can be seen how terrifying this wind blade is.

"Controlling an attribute, of course, has its strengths and weaknesses. According to the speed of control, there are also many levels of heaven and earth artistic conception. Generally speaking, the martial king's realm can only control the first level of heaven and earth artistic conception!"

The Master of the Wind Palace continued to explain the momentum of the wind and get up with the artistic conception of the wind. Sometimes, he even practiced it himself.

Lu Ming listened attentively, for fear of missing every word and every move.

For a long time, Lu Ming relied on his own comprehension and self-cultivation. When did such a strong person explain and practice in person?

At this time, Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and many questions that had troubled Lu Ming for a long time were answered one by one. Lu Ming felt more and more relaxed in his heart, more flexible in his mind, and extremely happy in his heart.

He felt that his understanding of the power of the wind had improved a lot.

Once the Master of the Palace of Wind spoke, he spoke for three hours.

"Okay, today's explanation ends here, you go back and understand it well, let's go!"

The Lord of the Wind Palace said.

Many people showed expressions of reluctance, they simply wanted to listen to it again.

The same is true for Lu Ming.

At this time, the master of Fengdian glanced at Lu Ming and said, "Lu Ming, wait a moment!"

Lu Ming was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why Palace Master Feng called him to stop him.

All around, other people also looked at Lu Ming one after another, with curious gleams in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)