Chapter 474 Dragon Blood Martial Arts

Thirty flights of steps.

Lu Mingfei raised his eyes and saw that the pottery figurines here were holding two swords, their golden pupils lit up, and while shaking off the dust, they rushed towards Lu Mingfei.

The sword light formed a web, covering Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei's eyes narrowed.

This is... an increase in skill.

A smile appeared on his lips.

The sword network is dense, and ordinary people only feel that there is no way to go to the sky and no door to the earth, but this is not the case in Lu Mingfei's eyes. When Yama Luo conquered Jiuzhou, he may have relied more on Wuwangtian and his powerful cultivation, and tended to defeat ten societies with one force, but After establishing the Great Zhou Dynasty in Dingding Jiuzhou, Lu Mingfei studied in Tiandi Pavilion for three years and competed with Tianxia Waigang to completely make up for his own skill deficiencies. Before coming to the dragon world, Lu Mingfei was already a veritable master in the field of martial arts skills. Grandmaster.

In front of the master, the pottery figurines with doubled skill are not enough.

The hearts of the two pottery swordsmen were broken, with a large hole visible from the front and back. The golden eyes of the pottery figurines gradually extinguished and they fell to the ground helplessly.

Lu Mingfei closed and thought for a moment.

This is a habit he has developed along the way.

As he climbed the stairs, the power in Lu Mingfei's body was gradually unlocked, but it had not yet reached its limit until the 30th floor.

Lu Mingfei felt that the power in his body was as vast as the ocean, but it was in a frozen state. Now, the frozen ocean was gradually melting, and some terrifying existence was about to break out.

Pausing for a moment at each step, Lu Mingfei took this opportunity to quickly adapt to the power of unblocking.

Suddenly an idea appeared in Lu Mingfei's mind.

Since it is not absorbing but unblocking, if my dragon blood reaches the limit and I can't advance, I will have to climb the next road in this state.

Lu Mingfei's heart sank when he thought of the steps leading to the sky.

He knows very well that in the face of an absolute strength gap, no matter how high the skill is, it will have no effect.

If you want to climb this stairway to the sky, at least the climber must have corresponding potential.

Lu Mingfei suddenly thought about a question.

What is my ancestry level?

Thirty-three floors.

Lu Mingfei changed his sword.

At the same time, he went over the previous battle over and over in his mind.

Maybe this is the difference between the worlds. Lu Mingfei is a master of Kyushu martial arts. Even from his perspective, he has to admit that some swordsmanship skills in the dragon world do have their merits.

It is true that he cannot compare with Lu Mingfei in terms of height, but his uniqueness also makes Lu Mingfei shine.

His mind moved and he made a decision.

Thirty-four steps.

Two pottery figurines were unsealed, one was fighting with Lu Mingfei, and the other was motionless with a sword.

The skill-enhanced pottery figurines have a lot of personality. They seem to have the character of swordsman masters. They never bother to besiege. Even if their companions are at a disadvantage, they will only come forward to fight Lu Mingfei after their death.

Lu Mingfei was different this time.

He adjusted his breathing, looked at his opponent, and slowly assumed the same posture as the pottery figurine.

On the thirty-fourth floor, the pottery figurine confronting Lu Mingfei, his golden eyes flickered slightly, and for the first time, he opened his mouth.

"good!"

Lu Mingfei was a little surprised. He thought these pottery figurines couldn't talk.

After saying this, the pottery figurine returned to silence and started fighting with Lu Mingfei.

This was the longest battle since Lu Mingfei ascended the ranks.

Lu Mingfei always reminded himself to avoid using Kyushu martial arts techniques and instead use the sword techniques of the pottery figurines.

But this kind of thing is easy to say, but it is extremely difficult to sit up.

Habits are not something that can be changed easily.

What's more, like Lu Mingfei, the habit has been engraved into the bone marrow and formed an instinct. He forcibly changes the angle of the sword, and then changes. Sometimes he takes a step forward and suddenly thinks of it, and then retreats.

As a result, Lu Mingfei made more frequent mistakes during the battle.

However, it is not known whether the pottery figurines who fought against each other intentionally or unintentionally, their moves were always stuck at a level slightly higher than Lu Mingfei, giving Lu Mingfei sufficient life and death pressure, but not so much that Lu Mingfei could not parry in the end. Defeated.

Time passes minute by minute.

The golden eyes of the pottery figurines shone with strange light.

He was a famous swordsman during his lifetime, and turned into a heroic spirit after his death. He also met countless talented swordsmen.

But there has never been anyone like this young man in front of me.

Tao Tu could tell that Lu Mingfei was suppressing his instincts and learning his own swordsmanship from scratch.

Not to mention anything else, just this kind of character is enough to make the pottery figurines take a high look.

When a person masters advanced swordsmanship, they often become dependent. Their swordsmanship is strong enough and there is no need to learn more.

Like Lu Mingfei, he is willing to put aside his achievements, use great perseverance to overcome the effect of inertia, and start over as a student. This kind of mentality is amazing.

What's more, Lu Mingfei's learning speed was unprecedented in his life.

Lu Mingfei and the pottery figurine passed by each other. Lu Mingfei showed a thoughtful expression. The pottery figurine did not attack for the time being. He looked at Lu Mingfei with his sword and waited quietly.

"I see."

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up. He knew all the key points of this set of swordsmanship in his heart. After practicing it a few more times, he would be able to master it.

Seeing Lu Mingfei's appearance, the pottery warrior knew that this young man was under control. He couldn't help but nod, feeling even more satisfied.

"This method can kill thousands of karma in one fell swoop."

This is the second sentence spoken by the pottery figurine.

Lu Mingfei held the sword in both hands, cupped his fists and saluted.

"Teachable."

The terracotta swordsman nodded happily.

He was a man from many years ago, and the skill of slaying a thousand karma in one fell swoop has long disappeared in the long river of history. In today's world, no one may have heard of such swordsmanship anymore.

The pottery figurines serve as heroic spirits guarding the senior ranks. Although they are happy to fight with others, the loss of a thousand karma in one fell swoop is still an indelible regret in their hearts.

I never thought I would meet Lu Mingfei again.

The fighting time was so short, but Lu Mingfei was able to completely learn the Thousand Karma Killer in this short period of time. Apart from being amazed, the pottery figurine felt extremely happy.

I feel quite relieved that I am not alone in my path.

The pottery figurine was silent and slowly moved into a Qian Ye Yi-slashing hand gesture.

Lu Mingfei solemnly assumed the same posture.

In an instant, they were fighting together.

This fight looked so weird.

It's clear that the moves are aimed at the vital point, to take each other's lives.

But Lu Mingfei and the pottery figurines seemed to be enjoying themselves.

The terracotta warrior swordsman stood aside, his golden eyes flickering slightly.

He could see the state of his friend. This was a test from a teacher to a student, and it was also a sign of sympathy between two like-minded people.

However, speaking more carefully, it should be more of the latter.

They are self-aware and know that their own magnanimity is not enough to become Lu Mingfei's teacher.

At most, they are just destined people who are lucky enough to be able to walk with this young man for a while.

Yes, fortunately.

The pottery figurine couldn't help but want to look up, but stopped suddenly midway, and forced his head to bury deeply.

This young challenger is challenging the Supreme One.

The pottery figurine didn't know the identity of the young man. He could only vaguely see the huge, blurry black shadow behind the young man. He couldn't tell what it was, but the extremely noble firelight was awe-inspiring and made people want to kneel down on the ground and kowtow. , offer devotion.

so.

Being able to walk with such a being, witness him regain his own power, and even let his swordsmanship, which has long disappeared in the long river of time, reappear in the world through his hands.

The golden eyes of the solemn pottery figurine flickered uncertainly, and the hand holding the sword tightened and loosened, then tightened again.

How long had it been since he had felt such excitement?

It’s really exciting.

The golden eyes of the terracotta warrior swordsman were firmly locked on Lu Mingfei.

In his eyes, Lu Mingfei was inserting his sword into the chest of the Qianye Yishu pottery figurine.

The golden eyes dimmed until they were extinguished.

But Lu Mingfei could feel that this pottery figurine was smiling.

Lu Mingfei closed the ceremony for a long time, recalling the skill of killing a thousand karma in one stroke. Infinite joy filled his heart. He felt as if there was a door to a new world, opening in front of him.

Sure enough, sure enough, sure enough!

Lu Mingfei raised the corners of his mouth sincerely.

Warriors have the martial arts of warriors, and hybrids also have the skills of hybrids.

Different from what Lu Mingfei learned in Kyushu, Qianye Yishu is a technique performed in conjunction with mixed blood.

One inspiration after another emerged in Lu Mingfei's mind.

For a person who truly loves martial arts, it is enough to be happy to learn new martial arts, see new concepts, not to mention getting stronger, just seeing these things.

Lu Mingfei is exactly such a person.

A vague prototype appeared in Lu Mingfei's mind, and he thought about it secretly.

What is certain is that this step to the sky is the opportunity for me to awaken my bloodline.

So after I awaken the dragon blood, how should I fight?

In the final analysis, the foundation of Kyushu Martial Arts is strength, which is the most important point. Without strength, the true power of Kyushu Martial Arts cannot be exerted at all.

I haven't found a way to use the inhuman strength in my body.

In this case, why not create a unique martial arts based on hybrids and dragon blood!

Lu Mingfei's eyes flashed.

Some surging emotion surged in his chest.

He seemed to have returned to Kyushu, to the Tiandi Pavilion, and to the moment when the Kaitian Stake was created.

Infinite possibilities are like stars twinkling in front of your eyes.

Kyushu Martial Arts is based on strength.

So this mixed-race martial arts is based on blood.

Qianye Yishu is a specific combat technique.

not enough.

Combat skills alone are not enough.

Cutting off thousands of karma in one stroke is not enough.

I want more.

Lu Mingfei looked sharply at the remaining pottery figurine.

He has already assumed the starting stance of swordsmanship.

This is a new genre that is different from Qianye Yishu.

Lu Mingfei smiled happily.

Just watching, without explanation or correction, Lu Mingfei acted exactly the same.

No.

The pottery figurine's heart moved.

It's not just a simple imitation. What this young man did was to improve my starting position to better suit his own situation.

Realizing this, the pottery warrior's heart was filled with turmoil.

At the same time, greater excitement also appeared in his heart.

Very good, very good, nothing better!

It would be an honor for me to entrust my swordsmanship to such a being!

"Come!"

The golden eyes of the pottery figurine are shining brightly.

The same bright fire danced in Lu Mingfei's eyes.

Thirty-five floors. Thirty-sixth floor.

Thirty-seven floors.

Lu Mingfei's swordsmanship became more and more perfect.

"Watch it! Yan Hui!"

"Your Majesty, this is the Izayoi Dance!"

"Hahaha, is it my turn? Take the sword!"

The clay figurines, which were initially just wood carvings, changed one after another after Lu Mingfei changed his fighting style from simply defeating to learning in battle.

They talked more and more.

Gradually he opened his heart to Lu Mingfei.

Moreover, there seems to be a special way of spiritual communication among the pottery figurines. The upper pottery figurines also knew about Lu Mingfei's existence. They waited for a long time, and some even looked anxious.

The more Lu Mingfei fought, the happier he became.

It is true that he does not like reading, but this does not mean that Lu Mingfei is not keen on learning. If the object of study is martial arts, every bit of progress and every bit of gain will be appreciated by Lu Mingfei from the bottom of his heart. feel pleasure.

In Lu Mingfei's view, the process of climbing to the heavenly level was to fight against swordsmen one after another who were worthy of fighting, absorbing nutrients in the process and confirming the hybrid fighting skills he had just learned.

Sure enough, there is a big difference between strength and dragon blood.

this is……

Lu Mingfei sat cross-legged on the sixty-sixth floor.

Opposite is a pottery figurine that looks like an old man.

The pottery figurine did not rush to attack, but looked at Lu Mingfei quietly, with a smile hidden in his golden eyes.

Although he has not yet completed the journey to heaven, this young man has already been recognized by all the heroic spirits.

They are all souls who have been dead for a long time, and they have nothing to worry about except this unique skill that has been lost in the afterlife.

Now comes Lu Mingfei. For the pottery figurines, he is the only hope in the dark night.

I see!

Lu Mingfei's contemplative eyes suddenly flashed.

It's the inner demon!

Lu Mingfei finally figured out the difference between hybrid martial arts, or dragon blood martial arts, and Kyushu martial arts.

It’s about inner demons.

Every hybrid has two personalities. Lu Mingfei, who has operated on more than a hundred semi-deadpools, knows this very well. The personality that hybrids usually display is a human personality. In addition, they also have a hidden dragon. Personality.

In Lu Mingfei's view, dragon personalities are to hybrids just like inner demons are to warriors.

The human personality represents rationality, and the dragon personality represents animality. The two are in opposition to each other, and the hybrid species is in an intermediate state of opposition between the two day and night.

Therefore, the fighting skills of hybrids will more or less bear the shadow of dragons.

Thinking purely from a human perspective will definitely go astray and fail to fully understand the fighting skills of hybrids.

The thinking dimension of dragon personality must be added.

For Lu Mingfei, he had absolutely no experience in thinking from a dragon's perspective and didn't know how to do it.

But if it were replaced by inner demons, Lu Mingfei would be too experienced.

It can be said that no one in the world of Jiuzhou is more experienced than Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei, who was sitting cross-legged, made sword fingers with his hands, gesticulating back and forth in front of him, and muttered something.

The old pottery figurine opposite looked at him and smiled. He stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, but it was in vain. The pottery figurine was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was now a pottery figurine, but without a beard. He shook his head, with a bitter smile in his golden eyes. color.

Really, this young man looked very much like the old man who was pondering the art of swordsmanship when he was young. For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference, and he forgot that he had been dead for many years.

The pottery figurine was filled with emotion, and he looked at Lu Mingfei again, watching the young man pointing his sword fingers, and looking at his unfocused eyes, but the pottery figurine seemed to see thousands of swords in his empty eyes. gas.

That's a new path.

It belongs exclusively to the young man in front of me.

Lu Mingfei was only thinking, completely ignoring everything around him.

Possession and sobriety, the middle state between the two...

wrong.

Yan Hui is more inclined to be possessed by demons, and what he pays attention to is the determination to be invincible.

That's not right, Mai Izayoi prefers to be awake. Mai Izayoi confuses the enemy, and she must remain absolutely awake.

That’s not right, a thousand karma will be cut off in one fell swoop…

One idea after another was like a bubble, born and bursting. Lu Mingfei kept denying it, but he was never discouraged and had no intention of giving up.

On the contrary, the more he denied it, the brighter Lu Mingfei's eyes became.

He could feel that he was getting closer and closer to the answer he wanted.

She put away her sword fingers and turned to make a fist. Lu Mingfei stared at it for a long time, then unfolded his fist and turned it into sword fingers.

It's like a child playing rock-paper-scissors.

Slowly, Lu Mingfei raised the corners of his mouth.

He shook his head and slapped his thigh.

What am I thinking!

What exact value are you looking for?

It doesn't matter whether he is more obsessed with demons or more realistic.

Where did it come from so accurately?

Which way I prefer is not up to me.

If I am happy, I will be possessed by the devil. If I am happy, I will be sober.

All with one heart.

Yes, yes, yes!

Once again, the feeling of creating the Kaitian Stake in Tiandi Pavilion came to mind.

When Lu Mingfei was sure of the visualization picture, he only used one stroke boldly.

One stroke divides yin and yang, determines purity and turbidity, and has the past and future.

One stroke opened the sky.

And what came before this one?

The answer was ready to come out in Lu Mingfei's mind.

Before this stroke, it was naturally chaos.

I don’t have to search for the middle ground between sanity and obsession.

What I should be looking for is the chaotic state of these two.

This Yama from Kyushu, the leader of the martial arts world who suppresses everything in the world, has never had such a deep understanding of the term hybrid as he does today.

The so-called mixed race.

It is the chaotic state between dragons and humans.

And to find this chaotic state, that is, for hybrids, to understand the original mind.

This is the starting point of Dragon Blood Martial Arts.

Lu Mingfei clenched his open palms tightly, his eyes brighter than ever before.

He knew where the road began.

Moreover, the significance of Dragon Blood Martial Arts is not just to provide Lu Mingfei with fighting means after awakening.

The significance of Dragon Blood Martial Arts lies in...

In front of Lu Mingfei's eyes appeared a half-deadpool child with scales and claws on his body that was somewhere between a human and a dragon.

And the ghost who is always affected by the desire to kill and whose bloodline is unstable.

Lu Mingfei pricked the acupuncture points with silver needles to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. One person's power is always limited. There are countless semi-dead waiters and ghosts waiting for him. Lu Mingfei can't save him even if he dies from exhaustion.

Now, here comes the permanent solution.

Dragon Blood Martial Arts was born out of Kyushu Martial Arts, but it has its own special features. It is based on the dragon blood of the mixed race, supplemented by the collision of dragon personality and human personality. This is a brand-new path, and it is the Yama of Kyushu that makes this world. The path blazed by hybrids.

Lu Mingfei, who didn't understand dragon blood, would definitely not be able to create it.

If you understand it too well, you won’t be able to create it.

For example, if Lu Mingfei had the bloodline of the four major monarchs from the beginning, or even higher, Lu Mingfei would not understand the pain of ordinary hybrids.

This has nothing to do with empathy, it's just that Lu Mingfei has not been in that environment, has not experienced those things, and has not had the experience of slowly mastering dragon blood from scratch, so Lu Mingfei cannot understand.

It's different now.

As he ascends the steps to heaven, Lu Mingfei's dragon blood is gradually unsealed, and he masters the power of the hybrid little by little.

During this process, the seeds of Dragon Blood Martial Arts quietly began to sprout in his heart.

So on the sixty-sixth floor, Lu Mingfei made up his mind.

Dragon Blood Martial Arts also started from this point.

"Are you happy, little friend?"

"Yes, very happy."

The old pottery figurine shook his head.

"It's a pity that we don't have any wine. Otherwise, we should really have an affair with my little friend."

"What's wrong with that!"

Lu Mingfei stood up neatly with his sword in hand.

"Without wine, a sword is enough.",

"Hahaha!"

The old pottery figurine holds his hands and laughs.

"That's right, that's right!"

"What my little friend said is absolutely true."

Quietly.

The old pottery figurine took a stance opposite Lu Mingfei.

In an instant, the momentum changed.

He is no longer a kind old man, but a butcher with blood on his hands.

You can vaguely smell the pungent smell of blood.

The screams of death rang in my ears, getting louder and louder, until my eardrums were about to burst.

"I, a picture of eight hundred people!"

The murderous aura seemed to not affect Lu Mingfei at all.

Lu Mingfei just nodded suddenly.

"No wonder I said why you are the only one on the sixty-sixth floor."

"Such momentum."

"Old man, we killed a lot of people."

The light in the golden eyes of the old man's pottery figurine dances like a will-o'-the-wisp.

"Hahaha."

"Little friend."

"What you said is wrong!"

"It's true that I'm dead, but I'm not blind yet."

"In front of my little friend, I don't dare to say that I killed many people."

Lu Mingfei smiled faintly.

"Is it attraction between similar people?"

"So, how many people have I killed?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Can not remember."

The golden eyes of the old man's pottery figurine suddenly condensed.

This feeling is...

Blurred light and shadow echoed around Lu Mingfei.

Like water vapor rising at high temperatures.

What huge picture is about to unfold around Lu Mingfei.

It was obviously a pottery figurine, and it was obvious that he had died long ago, but at this moment, the old pottery figurine could still feel his heart beating wildly.

Of course, he definitely has no heart.

This is just an illusion.

Ah.

The old pottery figurine laughed at himself.

How could I be so nervous because of a little ghost!

But when he thought about it again, he felt relieved.

Too.

After all, I want to challenge the existence of that person.

Blurred light and shadow evaporated around Lu Mingfei, like burning flames. In the next second, they all turned into nothingness and returned to silence.

Lu Mingfei shook his head secretly.

"Did you fail, little friend?"

The old man's pottery figurine stared at Lu Mingfei with his golden eyes like ghost fire.

"Yeah, it failed."

Lu Mingfei answered very calmly.

"What a shame."

"Actually, it's not a pity."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Originally, this was just an attempt. What I really want to use is this."

Lu Mingfei's hand formed a sword pointer and touched the center of his eyebrows.

The old pottery figurine was shocked.

This is……

A pressure that was more powerful and terrifying than before came.

No, in terms of actual intensity, it's probably the same as it was before.

But the pressure at this time has some kind of suppression from the source of the old pottery figurine.

Yes!

The old pottery figurine reacted.

This is bloodline suppression.

Just with such a thought passing through his mind, the golden pupils of the old man's pottery figurine suddenly shrank.

This...this is!

He saw Lu Mingfei put down the sword finger that was touching his eyebrows.

He saw Lu Mingfei slowly raise his head.

He saw a pair of golden eyes with Rongjiang flowing through them.

besides.

He saw a tree of bronze and fire behind the boy.

Lu Mingfei lit up his golden eyes and smiled.

"Dragon Blood Martial Arts begins with oneself."