Wu alchemy body

Chapter 1237 The Spear Drawn by Blood
On this copper wall, Sun Yi found that many strong men had left marks from spears. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and there were many different artistic conceptions of spears contained in it.

"These traces are different in depth, is it because of the artistic conception of the gun?" Duanmu Miao observed carefully.

"I think so, I'll try." Sun Yi nodded.

"Hoo!" A gun light that pierced the sky and the earth swirled out from Sun Yi's palm, and slammed heavily on the copper wall, leaving a trace as thick as a little finger.

The imprint on the copper wall was not due to the force of the gun, Sun Yi understood that it was caused by the depth of his understanding of the gun's artistic conception.

He has a deep feeling for guns, and a gun light that he squeezes out at will can leave a trace, which also gives him a little bit of confidence, maybe he can really get out of this desperate situation.

"There is another line of text over there, written by the strong in hell."

Suddenly, Sun Yi saw a line of writing next to the trace, which was because he saw that someone could leave writing on the wall.

There is a lot of ghosts, and thousands of ghosts are crying and howling. At a glance, it seems that there is the power of thousands of ghosts to perish, and they are pulled into the abyss of Jiuyou and cannot extricate themselves.

"I think the old man Xue Dingjun has been invincible all his life, trapped in the endless years of half-deity, seeking opportunities to come to this broken world and enter this copper palace. , I'm really not reconciled."

This is left by a demi-respected power, full of the unwillingness of this demi-respected power.

"Xue Dingjun, isn't that the Wheel-Running King a billion years ago? Even the Master could hardly kill him, but he disappeared in the last tens of millions of years of his life. So he sat here."

Duanmu Miao recognized Xue Dingjun's identity as a wheel-running king, an invincible half-respect who could shake the heavens by a single step.

"Combining the last words left by many strong men, if you want to leave, you must first understand this spear painted with blood."

The sharpness in Sun Yi's eyes was sharp, and he stared at the long spear firmly.

No matter which civilization you are in, there are always more sword repairers than spear repairers. Almost ten out of ten people practice swords, and many warriors are skilled in swordsmanship.

But there are very few gun repairers, at least Sun Yi has never seen many people repair guns from weak to strong, most of them are swords.

There is no other reason, a gun is more difficult to repair than a sword on a certain level.

Swords can be divided into gentlemen's swords, villain's swords, and mediocre swords. It can be said that people with any personality can cultivate swords into different flavors.

But the gun is different. The gun is about not moving forward, being open and frank.

If the sword is the sword of the king, then the spear is the overlord, the spear of a hero, and the spear of an overlord. It is difficult for ordinary warriors to comprehend the dominance in the gun.

Without this dominance, it is better to use a sword.

The blood gun was only shocking at first glance, but when Sun Yi completely immersed his mind, a different artistic conception came like a tide.

It seems that there is only this gun in the world. When it shines, the five lights are bright, and any power of Tao is trembling, and the chaos is trembling. When the gun is cut out, the whole chaos seems to return to calm, and it is time to return to the world. It erupted violently like a tide.

Prosperity in an instant, youth like a flash in the pan, the power of that gun has created a world, and can destroy a world in an instant.

Dominating the world, this is the artistic conception of the spear left by the master.

"Hoo hoo...!" Sun Yi panted heavily, sweating profusely all over his body.

This spear is too domineering, to pierce a chaos, this is the invincible artistic conception of the gun owner, he wants to use the spear to shake the sky, but unfortunately he has already fallen.

"What's the matter?" Duanmu Miao wiped off Sun Yi's sweat with concern.

"It's okay, I think whether I can escape depends on this shot, and I will learn about the gun in the next period of time."

Sun Yi grasped Duanmu Miao's white hand, with piercing eyes, and said solemnly.

He already knew in his heart how to get out of trouble. If he wanted to leave, he had to use the gun intent to draw the never-drying blood and open the closed door.

"Do you believe me?" Sun Yi was already holding Duanmu Miao's hand heavily.

In that illusion, although the two had done things like husband and wife, it was only an illusion, but at this moment it is indeed real, the touch of soul and body.

After a long kiss, Sun Yi and Duanmu Miao separated.

After glancing at Duanmu Miao, Sun Yi sat down cross-legged, staring at the bloody gun, ready to learn about it.

And Duanmu Miao also sat down not far from Sun Yi, cultivating the power of Dao.

In this way, Sun Yi kept comprehending the spear, and it was difficult to comprehend the artistic conception in this spear, so most of the Taoist emperors buried their bones here helplessly.

"What a domineering gun, with a strong fighting spirit, the master of these three steps of creation is comparable to the god of war."

During this period of time, Jin Shu was not idle, he used his knowledge to help Sun Yi understand the gun, and told Sun Yi what he had learned.

With the help of Jin Shu, he is even more at ease. It can be said that Sun Yi is luckier than those demi-honors in a certain respect. He has an old monster who has lived from the prehistoric to the present to help him.

One month, two months, three months...

"Boom!" A shot swirled towards the copper wall. This shot slightly stirred up blood, leaving a half-foot-deep mark.

"There is progress, it is several times stronger than before." Jin Shu praised.

"But it's still not enough. The artistic conception of this gun is far from enough for this blood gun."

Sun Yi shook his head helplessly, then he looked at Duanmu Miao.

All kinds of visions, the sound of the Dao resounded continuously, the brilliance of the Dao was shining brightly, dozens of powers of the Dao turned into ribbons wrapped around Duanmu Miao's delicate body, it seemed that this posture was about to break through the Dao Emperor.

Her aptitude is already top-notch, but she just doesn't like to practice, but in this closed environment, she calmed down and enlightened, as violent as a torrential rain.

"Continue to understand the gun, I'm sure, if I understand the artistic conception in this gun, then my strength will have a leap."

Sun Yi fell into comprehension of the gun again, and in his mind, pictures appeared one after another, and he was tirelessly comprehending that gun.

Before he knew it, he fell into a sudden enlightenment, his whole body was completely ethereal, with only that shot in his eyes, he didn't even feel the passage of time at all.

Get rid of distracting thoughts completely and enter a state of selflessness.

This state is the state that warriors most want to escape into. There have been warriors who have entered this state before, and they have become half-honored directly from Dao Emperor.

"He's still enlightened."

After an unknown amount of time, Duanmu Miao opened her eyes. The fluctuations in her body were that of a Dao Emperor. She had comprehended [-]% of several Taos, and looked at Sun Yi obsessively, as if she could never see enough.

"His way is also sublimated."

Duanmu Miao held her chin, stared blankly at Sun Yi, and immersed herself in cultivation again.

The two realms of life and death in his body turned into two black and white qi entangled together, causing chaos on the top of the stars, and the universe from its peak to its decline, evolving into a true pole of life and death, which seems to be able to dominate the ups and downs of an era.

For an unknown amount of time, Sun Yi remained motionless, as if he was sitting still and turning a deaf ear to the outside world.

Duanmu Miao looked at Sun Yi distressedly, but did not dare to disturb him, she knew that Sun Yi had reached a very important moment.

(End of this chapter)