Ancient True Dragon Art Chapter 182: 4 inscriptions
The marksmanship stele Xia Lao said was felt by Teng Hai from far away. The sharp spear intent rose to the sky, but it made Teng Hai's pace a little faster. He already felt that this time he came to Feng's secret room. Cultivation is definitely the right time, and he has a hunch that he might not gain too little from this trip.
About fifty or sixty meters away from the stele, Teng Hai could no longer move forward. It was not that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't bear the fierce gun intent, but standing here he could also see the stele. The pattern portrayed on.
The huge stone stele is a huge four-sided cylinder, with a picture painted on the side facing Teng Hai.
This painting is of a man in a gown with his head tied around his back casually. He is holding a long spear in both hands. The tip of the spear is forward. The man in the gown stands with a bow slightly. The gun attack is normal, and everything is waiting, this inscription seems to be imprinted on it in an instant, because this picture gives people the feeling that it will disappear in the next moment.
Teng Hai's eyes are sharp and intoxicated. This is the real state of man and gun! The feeling of shooting the gun is too perfect, no flaws! Teng Hai had an urge to sit cross-legged and comprehend, but he still resisted this urge.
He reluctantly moved his gaze away from the stele, and then moved to the other side of the stele. There is a picture on each of the four sides of the stele. Now Teng Hai is looking at the second picture.
This pair also portrays the man in the long gown. At this time, the gun in his hand has been pierced, and a ring of cracks has appeared in the space of the gun tip, which is actually a trace of space fragmentation. The long spear in the whole picture is the core, and the spear intent from the whole stone stele seems to be spread out from the perception of Zhang Qiang.
This style of marksmanship is just a simple stab. Although Teng Hai does not know what the marksmanship is called, he has a feeling that the opponent of this shot is Tian. Yes, this picture gives Teng Hai the feeling that this long-shirt man wants Take the gun in your hand to pierce this world.
"It's so mysterious!"
Teng Hai sighed that he could not understand some parts of this picture. For example, the perfect fusion of the will and the spear intent on the man in the gown, Teng Hai did not understand, and these What he doesn't understand is what he needs to comprehend. Now his mood can only be described by the word surging.
Teng Hai has already felt it, and this stone tablet alone is enough for him to realize when the lantern festival begins, let alone there are other one hundred and seven stone tablets, this is really a kind of wealth, of course This wealth belongs only to Fengjia.
Teng Hai moved again, now he has stabilized his surging mood, there are two more paintings, he still wants to watch!
The third picture is a picture of the gun. The man in the gown stands so solemnly between the sky and the earth. He holds the gun in his right hand on the ground, and his other hand is behind his back. The spear is not so full, but the gown The man still had an inexplicable temperament, which Teng Hai couldn't understand, but it was very suitable to be with this gun.
Seeing the appearance of the man in the gown, a word flashed in Teng Hai's mind for an instant-Yuan Zhen Yue Zhi!
Yes, that's the feeling. The man in the long-shirt exudes the demeanor of everyone, and his breath is floating in the world, as if coming from outside the sky. This thought flashed in Teng Hai's mind, and the next moment Teng Hai was stunned. , Could it be said that the man in the long coat is really the spirit of the legendary realm of cultivating to the extreme!
Ling——On Yutianda 6 but the most noble existence, but also the most ethereal existence, because he is always a legend.
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In the fourth picture, Teng Hai was completely puzzled, because although this inscription was different from ordinary paintings in his eyes, he could not see anything that could make him feel. On the contrary, he stared at it. After working on this painting for a long time, I feel a little uncomfortable. It is the uncomfortable feeling of spiritual power transmitted to the soul.
In the sea of knowledge, Jin Yuyu was entrenched here, and the uncomfortable feeling came. Jin Yu seemed to be provoked and roared into the sky. Teng Hai suddenly felt that uncomfortable feeling was dispelled a little.
Immediately, he lowered his head and stopped looking at the inscription, but even though he only glanced at it, he still remembered the painting.
The fourth painting is still the man in the gown, but he sat down, sitting cross-legged, and the spear was placed horizontally on his lap. At this time, Teng Hai realized that the spear was not what he had imagined. The powerful spirit soldier, but a very ordinary wooden spear.
Because the spear was lying on the lap of the man in the gown, and the spear's intention was reduced, Teng Hai was able to see his essence clearly.
The man in the gown and the spear in the fourth picture have completely condensed their breath, without any special breath released, just like an ordinary person, but he seems to merge with the world, regardless of each other.
Teng Hai didn't understand and didn't dare to look at it, so naturally he didn't stop at this inscription.
He once again moved back to the original picture of the "gathering" stele. Although it was in front, Tenghai was still 50 or 60 meters away from the stele.
Teng Hai sat down on the spot, then closed his eyes, and slowly released his mental power. It is much better to feel the mental power of the stone stele than to see it with your eyes.
The first inscription was relatively simple for Teng Hai.
At this time, all kinds of feelings flashed in Teng Hai's mind. The places he felt obscure before were suddenly open up; the things he had not thought of before, and the things he touched also flashed into his mind one by one.
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This is three days!
There is no day and night in a small space. The cultivator does not know the passage of time, but someone knows it!
Three days later~IndoMTL.com~The moment Teng Hai opened his eyes, the old Xia who was guarding the Midi was sensed. He swept through his consciousness, and the sharp-eyed Teng Hai instantly appeared.
"Huh? Did he comprehend the first inscription so quickly? His marksmanship is so high?" Old Xia's voice was a little surprised, of course it was just a little surprised.
Teng Hai stood there for a long time without any movement.
Finally he moved, and the Golden Dragon Spear was held in his hand at no time.
Dancing with a gun, Teng Hai’s movements are just the simplest movements in the marksmanship. Sweep, slash, and stab... He repeats it over and over again. Before each shot, he will gain momentum for a long time, as if this A shot is produced not to attack but to accumulate momentum, and the effect of the attack after the accumulation is over does not care.
Puff!
I don't know when it started. When the Golden Dragon Spear in Teng Hai's hand was pierced again, there was a faint burst of air.
It is nothing more than two results that can produce a burst of air: one is that the gun is fired faster than the sound, which will produce a burst of air. Of course, it is naturally impossible for Teng Hai to reach this state.
That's the second one. The aura generated when he fired the gun made it difficult for the air to leave the gun's trajectory, which naturally produced a burst of air.
"This way of gaining momentum, a single shot can be so powerful!" Teng Hai closed his gun and said contentedly.
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At this time, somewhere in the small space, a pale old man opened his muddy eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed. There is no extra breath in the old man, it feels like he might leave the world in the next moment.
"Funny kid!"
"Funny beast spirit!"
"Interesting spirit soldier!"
The old man murmured to himself, and then closed his eyes again, regaining his dying breath and life-threatening appearance.
(End of this chapter)