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Chapter 6 Ten Barbarian Veins

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    You can see a sea of ??tents in the distance. Zhou Lu looked around and saw that his felt tent was in a corner. People had gone to the square to attend the grand party, and there was no one around at all.

    Zhou Lu quickened his pace and sneaked to his tent, lifted the curtain and entered the felt tent. He sat on the animal skin on the ground as if he was relieved, breathing heavily, and his mind slowly returned to the time of sacrifice.

    Even now, he still hasn¡¯t figured out what the fighting spirit he summoned is.  Zhou Lu felt a little angry when he thought that this little thing had embarrassed him in front of countless sexy beauties on the star platform under the sacrificial tower.

    Zhou Lusong sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. He turned his mind inward and gradually saw a light inside his body. He followed the light and explored downward bit by bit, slowly entering the hinterland of Dantian deep in the sea of ??qi.  Suddenly, I felt a faint warmth coming from me.

    In his mind, he felt his eyes light up. The lavender flame the size of a fist was burning listlessly in his dantian. The flames flickered, drifted and changed, reflecting half of his dantian into a light purple.

    It is this thing, the fighting spirit that I summoned today.

    Zhou Lu's mind circled around the flame, looking left and right, but he couldn't see any clues. He didn't see any firewood burning in it, but the flame did not go out. Zhou Lu was amazed, and he cautiously and furtively approached.  I gently poked the flame, and there was only a sense of warmth in my mind, without any burning sensation. The flame flickered angrily, as if it reluctantly avoided it.

    "Huh? It's quite interesting."

    Zhou Lu was attracted by Yan Yan's emotional behavior, and became interested. He stabbed Yan Yan again with his spiritual thought: "Don't pretend to be cowardly, let's get to work."

    A thought pushed the flame from behind, moving little by little along the meridians toward the outside of the body.

    The flame seemed to be extremely reluctant, resisting evasively, but in the end it was summoned by Zhou Lu, controlled by Zhou Lu's mind, and forcibly pushed forward by Zhou Lu.

    Zhou Lu felt that the meridians all over his body that the flame passed through had a warm feeling, which was quite comfortable.

    With a snort, the lavender flame was forced out from the tip of Zhou Lu's index finger, burning angrily and quietly there, and the light reflected Zhou Lu's face all purple.

    Zhou Lu¡¯s eyes were full of curiosity. He had heard of some Qimen fighting spirits before, but could something like flame be used as a fighting spirit?

    After thinking for a while, he lifted up the corner of the animal skin under his buttocks and leaned towards the flames. The soft fur was illuminated by the firelight, and the skin came closer to him little by little. The flame rolled back, like a giant fire.  There was a little girl who pinched her nose and couldn't bear the turbid smell, as if she was extremely bored with the animal skin.

    Zhou Lu poked his index finger into the animal skin, and the flame shrank to his wrist. Amidst the flames, the soft fur on the animal skin did not even seem to be scorched.

    "Depend on!"

    Zhou Lu stood up angrily: You are so damn hot, do you still have the consciousness to be hot?  The curtain on the star platform cannot be burned, and now it cannot even burn animal hair. Is there anything else you can do?

    Zhou Lu was furious. If this continues, this flame will be of no use, not even for barbecue.

    With a livid face, Zhou Lu turned around and looked around, and saw a fireplace in one corner, with a few pieces of leftover firewood still inside.  Zhou Lu walked forward quickly, stretched out his fingers, and pointed the lavender flame towards the firewood.

    Isn¡¯t it natural for fire to burn firewood?

    That cluster of flames was like a little girl with mysophobia being stuffed into a trash can. She was shrinking back in disgust, struggling to shrink back into Zhou Lu's body. Of course, the pile of firewood did not move at all.

    Zhou Lu didn¡¯t expect that the flame he summoned was such a waste. It wouldn¡¯t burn this or that. Do you want me to support you?

    Zhou Lu looked very ugly. He walked around the felt tent and tested everything he could see. Without exception, nothing burned.  In the end, Zhou Lu was so exhausted that he sat down on the animal hide slumped.

    ¡°What the hell kind of fire is this that doesn¡¯t burn?¡±

    Zhou Lu was indignant. He knew that the people's ridicule was probably correct. They gave him such a big opportunity, but he missed it.

    This cluster of flame fighting spirits probably really has no fighting power.

    "You can't even burn animal hair, so what's the use?"  Would you use it to scare people during a war?

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out off Zhou Lu¡¯s mind, Zhiliu suddenly retracted into his fingers, and then quickly penetrated into the meridiansLike decay, he opened up the blocked barbaric veins bit by bit.

    It was as if the barbarian veins were blocked with mud. The cone-like cyclone easily penetrated into the mud, shaking away the blocked silt energy. The cone rushed in all the way, and the barbaric veins became translucent little by little.  .

    Zhou Lu felt a slight "buzz" in his head. The fifth barbaric vein was completely opened, and the power passed through the five barbaric veins. The fast-moving power made Zhou Lu almost float.

    In the moment, there is a thorough and refreshing comfort.

    "It turns out that opening up the five barbarian veins is so wonderful. My skill speed is at least 30% faster. The skill of Four Hundred Evolutions has not changed, but the power I can unleash seems to have become much greater."

    Zhou Lu was ecstatically observing the changes in his body, and his horrified mind was too dizzy to turn around too many thoughts.

    In front of his eyes, the changes in the body are far from over. The barbaric cyclone rotates the power of the Four Hundred Evolutions more and more crazily, advancing all the way, the "buzz" sounds softly again, and the sixth barbarian vein is completely opened.

    Zhou Lu sat there, his mind blank, staring at the unbelievable changes in front of him in a daze. Before the barbaric cyclone appeared, even if he were killed, he would not believe that with a mere four hundred years of power, his body could actually  Open up six barbaric veins?

    But this is not over yet.

    The cone formed by the barbaric cyclone was so sharp and touching that it penetrated into the seventh barbaric vein, followed by the eighth, ninth, and tenth

    Time and time again, the whole body was penetrated, and new routes for the operation of skills were opened up again and again. When the power of the barbaric cyclone finally reached its limit and the power of rotation could no longer penetrate, ten barbarian veins were opened in Zhou Lu's body.

    Zhou Lu sat there as if he was dumbfounded. The changes in his body's power and shape made his mind unbearable.

    After a long while, Zhou Lu suddenly came to his senses, his mind moved slightly, and his power spurted out from ten barbarian veins at the same time.  At this moment, Zhou Lu felt a sense of control that was like a harmony between heaven and man. He felt as if he was about to fly.  Through the ten barbaric veins, he can even control his every movement down to the smallest level.

    "Is this the peak state of a hunter?"

    The flame stood in the middle of Dantian and burned happily.  Driven by the burning of the flames, the cyclone in Zhou Lu's dantian continued to grow. Later, the cyclonic rotation of the barbarian energy gradually formed an instinct. In other words, Zhou Lu, with such low strength,  He actually developed a form of power that only a strong man in the Daoman Realm can possess.

    And that magical form of skill actually allowed him to open up ten barbaric veins with a mere four hundred years of power.

    What does that mean?

    "Ha ha¡­¡­"

    Zhou Lu couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the ground crazily. Using the power of the vortex, he punched out. There was a piercing scream from the fist, and the pillow stone on the ground snapped.  It was shattered by the blow, with gravel flying everywhere.

    The fourth level of skill, just because the skill rotated, this punch actually reached the power of six hundred generations.

    Zhou Lu danced excitedly and ran to the corner of the tent with bare feet. He pulled out a knife with a cry and turned his wrist around. Suddenly, the light of the knife flashed in the tent, and the cold air was overwhelming. Zhou Lu took out the knife in one breath.  The seventh level of shadow sword skills are smoothly performed to the extreme.

    This set of sword techniques can only be learned by high-level hunters with sixth-level skills. Zhou Lu only remembered its shape before, but did not understand its essence.

    " Today, the ten barbaric veins in Zhou Lu's body control this set of sword skills at the same time, just like ten horses pulling a small cart. No matter whether it is moving forward or turning, it is smooth and smooth.  Many indescribable sword realms and power controls were all wonderfully understood in his mind at this moment, and they were transformed into the light of the sword as easily as he could grasp it. The true power of the seven shadow sword techniques was fully displayed by Zhou Lu.

    The last move of Gu Hong crossing the river was like a shooting star. It was like a flash of lightning in the tent. The tip of the knife suddenly stopped an inch away from the felt tent. The sword technique moved like a rabbit and was as quiet as a flying star.  In the mountains, the sharp murderous aura in the sword was not released at all, and the felt tent was not moved. Zhou Lu unexpectedly reached the extremely high state of retracting and releasing the sword at will, completely satisfied.

    Zhou Lu closed his eyes and quietly realized the sense of control that the wild cyclone in his dantian gave him.

    His skill has not increased at all, it is just that the existence of the barbarian cyclone and the ten barbarian veins has changed the running form. However, such an almost magical change in form has made Zhou Lu feel like a reborn person.

    "Is this the sense of control that only those in the Daoman realm can have?"

    Zhou Lu patted his fat belly hard and smiled happily: "Who said my fighting spirit is trash? Bah, you are trash, and your whole family is trash!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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