DRAGON EMPEROR

art of firearms

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

The room was about the size of a square, roughly the same size as the storage ring he had obtained from Duanmu Jue.

There are boxes in it.

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

First of all, a small and beautiful box appeared before Lu Ming.

Because this box is coated in gold so it looks luxurious and extraordinary.

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

Firearm art is a martial skill.

Lu Ming was unwilling to mind the spear technique that Zhu Bing had done before. Isn't that called a firearm technique?

He still remembered the power of that spear art!

He opened it with great anticipation. At first glance, Lu Ming was shocked.

High level martial skills. This spear technique was actually a high-level martial skill.

Black level low level martial arts technique, firearm technique.

no wonder it is so powerful. This was actually a black ranked martial arts technique. I will win the jackpot.

Lu Ming was overjoyed.

Black level martial skills were much more valuable than yellow level martial skills.

Lu Ming could not wait to read it. The more he read, the more surprised he became.

what an incredible power. There was no way to compare it to a yellow-level martial skill. The difference is like heaven and earth. That Zhu Bing might have just processed it to the first level and had just caught a glimpse of the door.

Lu Ming muttered to himself.

In general, as long as one could cultivate black level low level martial arts techniques to the first level, his strength would be comparable to that of a sixth level yellow level high level martial arts technique.

The first level was already comparable to the sixth level of a yellow level high level martial arts technique. One could only imagine how powerful a black level martial arts technique was.

But at the same time, the difficulty in developing a black-level silat pencak technique was much more difficult than the yellow-level silat pencak technique. It was difficult for a normal master realm warrior to successfully cultivate it.

Unless he was a top genius.

Zhu Bing had trained hard for decades, yet he had only managed to cultivate to the first level.

I wonder how many contribution points it would take to exchange black ranked martial arts techniques in the library of the mystic essence sword sect. Unfortunately this is a spear technique, and I am a sword practitioner, so I cannot cultivate it.

Lu Ming sighed in his heart.

"Wait!"

Lu Ming's eyes darkened and then shone. He muttered, “” Who said I'm a swordsman? The true War Dragon Technique that I have developed has produced a Dragon-shaped true Qi, and my spear is like a dragon. Maybe all this time I was walking in the wrong direction!”

Since childhood, Lu Ming had always wanted to use his sword to travel the world. Naturally, he had a special love for swords. Then, he obtained a sparkling sword technique from the Supreme Shrine and joined the mystic sword sect. Therefore, subconsciously, Lu Ming felt that he should become a swordsman.

However, during this period of time, the gleaming sword technique had been stifled at the fifth level, and it was difficult to break through the sixth level, namely the unity of humans and martial arts.

He thought it was just because he wasn't mature enough. As long as he cultivated diligently, he could definitely break through.

But now that he thought about it, maybe this was not the reason at all. It was because his sword technique did not match him at all.

If they were not suitable, they would have to spend more time and energy than others to cultivate to the highest realms.

Some people are born to practice swords, while others are born to practice swords or spears.

Of course, this was related to one's personality, cultivation techniques, and even the bloodline he had awakened.

As for Lu Ming, he had developed a true War Dragon technique and had awakened his bloodline. Now that he was already like a snake, wasn't he more suited to spears?

Lu Ming took Zhu Bing's long spear and thrust it forward.

The buzzzzzzz!

The long spear pierced through the air and let out a sharp whistling sound. Lu Ming felt the Dragon-shaped vital energy in his body surging as the spear thrust forward. It exploded along the long spear.

Pi He's not there!

The radiance of spear light exploded like a dragon, piercing through the air with a crackling sound.

my zhenqi is even more fluent. It was finished in one go. As expected, I'm better suited for spear training.

said Lu Ming.

He put down his spear and looked at the other box.

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

Another small box contained gold and silver banknotes.

One tael of gold is equivalent to ten taels of silver.

After a rough estimation, these chests amounted to at least two million taels of silver.

This made Lu Ming extremely excited.

Two million taels of silver was equivalent to twenty thousand contribution points. How much demonic beast blood essence could it exchange?

This was not even considered a high-level martial arts technique, but what about firearm techniques?

This trip was not in vain.

However, this time around, Lu Ming truly understood the dangers of the world.

Competition was fierce not only within the mystic sword sect, but elsewhere.

For the sake of survival, for the sake of resources, they would fight and kill without end. Even if you are a disciple of a Great Sect, if you are a little careless, you will die.

Just like this time, Zhu Jiaming learned that she was a disciple of the mystic sword sect, yet she still dared to attack. If he was not careful enough, he would become Zhu Bing's chess piece and die under the poisonous insects.

Everyone fought hard. If you don't advance, you will be defeated by others and become a stepping stone for others.

Lu Ming was not willing to be someone else's stepping stone. Therefore, he had to work hard. He wanted others to be his stepping stone.

After he finished, Lu Ming left the Supreme Temple and continued his journey to the Black Blood Mountain.

A day later, a majestic mountain range appeared before Lu Ming's eyes.

Black Blood Mountain was a famous mountain in the eastern part of the Burning Sun Kingdom.

Because the entire Black Blood Mountain Range was deep red.

The ground was deep red, the rocks were deep red, even the plants were deep red, as if they had been covered in blood. That's why it's called the Black Blood Mountain.

According to legend, the Black Blood Mountain was originally not like this. After an unknown period of time, there was once a peerless expert who fought great battles with someone. Fresh blood scattered and seeped into the mountains and rivers, and that was how the Black Blood Mountain was formed.

If this is true, it would be a great surprise.

What kind of existence is this? That's why there's so much blood coloring the mountain red?

Regardless of whether it was genuine or fake, there were indeed some very strange treasures on the Black Blood Mountain, which attracted many people to come here in search of treasures.

The Reiki Blood Flowers and dark Blood Stones that Lu Ming needed for his mission were in between.

Without hesitation, Lu Ming dashed into the Black Blood Mountain.

It's very strange. The trees that were visible were all deep red, and the rocks under his feet were also deep red.

Lu Ming continued to move forward, his eyes searching everywhere to see if he could find the Reiki blood flower.

The buzzzzzzz!

Suddenly, a streak of red light shot towards Lu Ming.

The buzzzzzzz!

His sword unsheathed, and the red light split in two.

It was a dark red scorpion.

The scorpion is poisonous. Lu Ming slowed down and carefully observed his surroundings.

After a few miles.

Roars! Roars!

Over ten giant wolves with deep red fur surrounded Lu Ming.

This was the unique Dark Blood Wolf of the Dark Blood Mountain. It is 1.5 meters high and three meters long. That's very powerful.

Each one of them was a grade-1 Lv2 demonic beast, and there were even some Cla.s.s 2 Lv2 demonic beasts.

Roars! "Rubber!"

Over a dozen black blood wolves pounced on Lu Ming.