In reality, Lu Ming opened his eyes.
He immediately stood up and started to perform the ninth-level practice of the three-phase demon-turning skill.
Outside the house, the wind suddenly howled, and a bit of coolness rushed through the cracks in the window, and then fell into Lu Ming's body, refreshing his heart and mind.
The three-phase demon-turning technique also has the effect of tempering the internal organs!
However, the Blood Fiend Camp is currently located in Heishuigou.
Although there are frequent wars here, many people have died, and there is a lot of evil energy, but the evil environment required for the three-phase demon-turning skill is quite high.
The environment here is only barely usable.
But for Lu Ming, just barely was enough.
Soon, Lu Ming finished his work and opened the properties panel.
The explanation of the three-phase demon-turning technique came into view.
[Kung Fu 11: Three Phase Demon Transformation Kung Fu (Sixth Grade Martial Arts) (One Star). 】
[Effect of the skill: A large, circular evil spirit circle appears around the body, causing 10 points of damage to enemies within the circle every 0.5 seconds. 】
"take off!!"
Lu Ming couldn't help but shout loudly, then quickly lowered his voice, his eyes flashing with ecstasy!
Sixth grade martial arts, outstanding performance!
Furthermore, the three-phase demon-turning technique has the effect of tempering the internal organs. From this point of view, the Turtle's longevity fist can be laid off.
With such a thought, the Turtle Life Fist automatically disappeared, and the Three Phase Demon Transformation Skill appeared on the fifth skill.
After thinking about it for a while, Lu Ming's thoughts came to him again.
So the three-phase demon-turning skill became the first skill, and the other skills automatically descended.
"Well, this is much more comfortable."
Nodding with satisfaction, Lu Ming really wanted to start a game to try out the effect of the Three-Phase Demon Transformation Skill. However, the number of games was exhausted today, and the first and second levels share the same number of games...
Then he thought of the Blood Evil Star Art, which was also at the sixth level.
"It's a pity that the Blood Evil Star Art is also a real skill, not a sixth-grade fighting technique."
When you reach the sixth level, you can only practice one true skill, otherwise the conflict between blood and energy will make it difficult for gods to save you - Lu Ming is no exception.
In this way, the Blood Evil Star Art would be of no use to Lu Ming.
"And this three-phase magic-turning skill is completely compatible with the mini-game system."
Just imagine, how many monsters can Lu Ming kill in one game?
How much evil energy will be generated by the blood flowing in the fierce battle?
The mini-game system is undoubtedly an excellent place to practice the three-phase demon-turning skill.
Thinking of this, Lu Ming decided to wait until a game starts tomorrow to see the efficiency of the three-phase demon-turning skill before making other plans.
not to mention.
He still has to take another thing from that first level...
…
Nothing happened on this day.
On the second day, it was past midnight.
Lu Ming opened his eyes after passing the first level again.
A porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air in his hand. When he opened the cork, a lavender elixir came into his eyes, and a faint aroma of vegetation flowed into his nose and mouth.
This is the most precious treasure of martial arts, the detoxifying pill!
At this point, the road to the sixth level is completely opened.
Kung Fu, Qi and Blood Pills, and Poison Elixir Pills, Lu Ming gets them all!
However, there was not much joy on Lu Ming's face.
Just because in the mini-game, the practice efficiency of the three-phase demon-turning skill is not ideal.
"On the 15th, just relying on small games, it will take me 15 days to reach the top of the seventh level and hit the sixth level!"
This speed is actually not slow. The so-called unsatisfactory practice efficiency is only unsatisfactory in Lu Ming's eyes.
It can also be proved that the mini-game is indeed adapted to the three-phase demon-turning skill, and the evil environment provided is enough to support Lu Ming's continued practice of the three-phase demon-turning skill.
It’s just that Lu Ming doesn’t have fifteen days left! ?
Thinking of this, Lu Ming's eyes flashed fiercely, but he made up his mind.
…
early morning.
Bloody Camp lobby.
Ying Fang and Lin Dong came together to pay their respects to the boss.
After greeting everyone, they took their seats in order. Lu Ming, who had just finished breakfast, wiped his mouth with a silk scarf and said.
"Lin Dong, how long have you been staying in Daliang Mountain?"
Lin Dong replied: "Back to the camp master, I have lived in the Daliang Mountains since I was a child."
Lu Ming nodded slightly and asked again: "So you are very familiar with Daliang Mountain."
Lin Dong smiled confidently and didn't reply.
Lu Ming's voice spoke again: "Then do you know where the strongest evil spirit is in the Daliang Mountains?"
Lin Dong couldn't help but be stunned, wondering why his boss asked this question.
After thinking for a while, he said: "To say that the place with the strongest evil spirit is definitely Feng Sha Gang, fifty miles away."
As soon as the name Feng Sha Gang came out, Lu Ming's eyes darkened, and Ying Fang was also thoughtful.
Soon Yingfang slapped his face: "Is this the one whose real name is Luanfengzhai?"
Lin Dong smiled and waved his hand: "Luanfeng Village has an old name. Now this place is called Fengsha Gang."
"But, we people in Liangshan all know that this Fengsha Hill is definitely not a kind place. The evil energy inside is so strong that warriors will get sick if they enter it, not to mention..."
After saying that, Lin Dong said mysteriously: "It's haunted over there."
These words frightened Ying Fang, and then he frowned: "True or false..."
At that time, the old man Zhou also said that the mountains were haunted, and now Lin Dong also says the same.
Even though Ying Fang had never encountered a ghost in the Daliang Mountains for a long time, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart at this moment.
Lin Dong immediately yelled: "How can it be false? Fengsha Gang is a place full of evil. The people who get in are likely to escape death, and the ones who come out are even crazy..."
"If it's not haunted, then what is it!?"
Lu Ming suddenly spoke, interrupting Lin Dong's rambling.
"Find a guide and ask him to take me to Feng Sha Gang."
The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly turned cold.
Ying Fang and Lin Dong both looked at Lu Ming blankly, and saw an evil light flashing between Lu Ming's eyebrows.
"Can't you understand people's words!?"
Lin Dong hurriedly got up and went down to do errands. He was probably thinking that if you, a young boy, wanted to die, just do it. It was none of my business.
It wasn't until Lin Dong walked away that Ying Fang hesitated and said: "Gang leader, what are you..."
Lu Ming just closed his eyes and shook his head without saying a word. Only the determination on his face proved that Lu Ming had made up his mind on this matter and it was definitely not something that the British could persuade.
The British would say no more.
Soon, Lu Ming opened his eyes and spoke again.
"I have something I want you to do."
"But on this trip, life or death is uncertain."
Ying Fang stood up and said, "I will definitely live up to the gang leader's trust."
Lu Ming was seen sizing up Ying Fang for a moment, and soon took out two porcelain vases from his arms.
"I want you to do this..."
As Lu Ming spoke eloquently, Ying Fang's pupils dilated wider and wider. After a long time, Lu Ming finished speaking, Ying Fang took a deep breath and took the medicine bottle, his eyes firm and firm.
"Thank you, Gang Leader, for trusting me. On this trip, the British side will live up to your trust!"
Lu Ming smiled gently: "That's good."
…
Huxiao Camp is located deep in the Daliang Mountains. The terrain is steep and easy to defend but difficult to attack.
Like a small town, Dazhai stands in the mountains, and its shape is like a crouching tiger, showing its fierceness.
In the village, in a certain house.
The muffled sound of "rumbling" sounded continuously.
Looking closer, you can see a burly young man with a bare upper body, punching the sandbag hard.
Sweat flowed down Jingchi's body, and under the sunlight, it seemed as if the man was covered with a layer of golden armor.
This person is none other than Shi Hanshan.
"Boom!"
The sound of the blow suddenly became louder, but it was Shi Hanshan's strike that caused the sandbags to collapse on the spot and iron sand to scatter all over the ground.
Taking a deep breath, as if this could suppress the throbbing in his heart, after a long time, Shi Hanshan suddenly opened his mouth and shouted loudly.
"Come here! Change the sandbags!"
Then there were footsteps, and the sandbags were changed.
However, the person who changed the sandbag made Shi Hanshan's eyes widen, as if he was in disbelief.
"Uncle?"
"Well, it's me."
The person who replaced the sandbags for Shi Hanshan was none other than the head of Huxiao Camp, Kuang Feihu!
