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Chapter 142 Fox Demon
I do not know how long it has been.

It's getting late.

Wu Ming finally stopped waving his spear.

Although he had only practiced for an hour or two in front of the waterfall, the sound of the waterfall was like rolling thunder, and he felt the water of the waterfall, which was both extremely strong and gentle. He gained a lot of understanding of the Thunderclap Spear Technique. The one or two hours of practice were almost an immersive experience, which deepened his understanding of the strength and gentleness of the force.

For lower-level martial artists, accumulation is the most important thing, and they need to take one step at a time. But at Wu Ming's current level, that vague enlightenment is even more important. As the saying goes, ten years of sword practice is not as good as one day of enlightenment.

Although I haven't mastered the eighth strike of the Thunderclap Spear Technique in these one or two hours of practice, I have gained a deeper understanding of the principles of hardness and softness, and I am more adept at controlling the power of hardness and softness. Mastering the eighth strike is basically just around the corner.

"It seems my talent in skills hasn't diminished either."

Wu Ming holstered his gun and stood still.

His ability to master the art of combining skill and technique in a short period of time, and even reach the threshold of the eighth strike of the Thunderclap Spear Technique, was not entirely due to the powerful perception brought about by his primordial spirit realm. He could not have achieved this level with primordial spirit perception alone.

Martial arts and the primordial spirit are, after all, two different directions. The way of hardness and softness is itself a mysterious way, a kind of understanding of the control of power. Perhaps before the unity of the two realms, keen perception can bring great benefits, but after the skill is unified, perception is not so crucial for controlling the way of hardness and softness.

This is more of a physical sensation, an instinctive reaction of the muscles.

It's impossible to adjust the exertion of the body's muscles through extremely subtle perception to achieve a balance of strength and softness when enduring or unleashing an attack. That would be too late. The essence of martial arts lies in being able to react instinctively without conscious control.

The so-called "unity of spirit and flesh" is also like this, almost completely abandoning the mysterious and profound senses of the soul and body, and completely integrating the soul and body, with thoughts following the mind and the mind following the body, raising the physical reaction to the extreme.

Put away your gun.

Wu Ming turned around and went to the campfire.

The fish demon had been roasting over the campfire for nearly two hours. Ordinary fish would have been burnt long ago, but the fish demon's flesh had only just turned golden brown and was emitting a fragrant aroma.

Wu Ming saw that the fish was cooked and nodded slightly, preparing to taste it. He had been cultivating in the cave for the past few days, eating only the grains and dried meat he had stored, which tasted terrible.

however,
Just as Wu Ming took out his small meat cleaver, preparing to cut some meat to taste, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed from the bushes not far away, and a demon rushed out, directly attacking Wu Ming's back. This demon was small in size, but extremely fast. It was a Silver Moon Demon Sable that had reached the third stage of transformation.

"Hmm, looks like we can have an extra meal."

Wu Ming's expression remained unchanged. Holding the black iron spear, he turned his back and thrust it backward, delivering a counter-attack with a spear thrust in mid-air.

The silver moon demon sable, with its two sharp claws closed, was about to pierce Wu Ming's back when it was suddenly thrust at by Wu Ming's spear from behind. Unable to dodge in time, its two sharp little claws tore and pulled, grabbing the tip of Wu Ming's black iron spear. Then, it circled around the spear, transforming into a beam of silver light, and continued to entangle and tear at Wu Ming's arm.

hum!
Wu Ming remained calm, exerted force with both hands, and with a slight tremor, the eighty-pound Xuan Iron spear instantly began to vibrate and shake. A tremendous force spread across the spear, catching the Silver Moon Demon Sable off guard, and it was flung away.

"squeak!"

The Silver Moon Sable let out a squeak, realizing that Wu Ming was terrifyingly strong and no match for him. It immediately shrank and curled up, then sprang into the air, trying to escape into the distance.

Among the three-transformation great demons, the Silver Moon Sable is one of the fastest. Although it is not particularly strong, it is often difficult to kill. Once, when Wu Ming joined forces with Zhou Huai'an and others to deal with the beast tide outside the city, a Silver Moon Sable escaped right before his eyes.

However, things are very different now. If the Silver Moon Sable could escape from his sight before, it would be a great humiliation for it to escape from under his nose now.

"Humph."

Wu Ming didn't even use any magic techniques. He just snorted, exerted his strength, pointed his toes forward, leaned forward, and thrust his spear forward. He and the spear formed a straight line, covering a distance of two zhang, and the spear pierced directly into the back of the Silver Moon Demon Sable.

The silver moon sable, suspended in mid-air, let out a startled squeak, its two small paws waving through the air, drawing two streaks of silver moonlight to meet the spear attacking from behind.

Ding!Ding!
Wu Ming's spear vibrated, a force combining strength and gentleness coexisting on its shaft. With a shake and tremor, he shook off the Silver Moon Demon Sable's two claws, stabbing down through the gaps and embedding the spear into the Silver Moon Demon Sable's body. The spear continued to strike its body forward.

The Silver Moon Sable was too weak to struggle and was about to be pinned to the rock wall behind it, only three zhang away.

suddenly,

A gentle voice came from inside.

"stop!"

Upon hearing this voice, Wu Ming's gaze shifted slightly, and he slightly reduced the force of his spear, but he still pressed the Silver Moon Demon Sable's body against the rock wall. With just a slight shake, he could pierce and tear its body apart.

After easily subduing the Silver Moon Sable, Wu Ming glanced in the direction from which the sound came. Under the moonlight, he saw a figure appear between the distant mountain walls. It was a beautiful young girl with a naturally beautiful face, like a celestial being. She was more beautiful than any woman Wu Ming had ever seen, unlike anything in the mortal world.

The girl frowned and said, "Human, quickly release Little White, and I'll spare your life!"

A demon king?!
Upon seeing the other person's appearance and tone, Wu Ming's expression changed slightly.

This young girl was undoubtedly a demon in disguise. Her demonic aura was thick and surging, far surpassing that of the Silver Moon Demon Sable. Among demons, only demon kings who had reached the fifth level of transformation could transform into human form!

However, Wu Ming's primordial spirit had already reached the fourth level of refinement, and he had even cultivated a Dharma form. Even when facing a demon king, he had some confidence. Now, calmly observing carefully, he discovered that although the young girl's demonic energy was stronger than that of a third-transformation demon, it should not have reached the level of a fifth-transformation demon. Was she a fourth-transformation demon with a special bloodline?
Wu Ming was certain.

With his current strength, he has nothing to fear except for demon kings at the fifth level of transformation.

"This Silver Moon Demon Sable has top-quality fur, which is extremely valuable. How could I let it go just because of your words? Besides, your tone is rather arrogant, as if you could kill me with the flick of your wrist."

Wu Ming gripped his spear, restraining the Silver Moon Sable. He pressed the spear tip forward, almost piercing the sable's fur, causing it to squeak in pain, but it dared not struggle. At the same time, he casually glanced at the girl on the distant mountain wall.

"Stop!"

Seeing this, the girl panicked and said, "If you kill Little White, I'll make you pay with your life!"

Wu Ming remained calm and said, "So, what are you going to offer in exchange for its life?"

Seeing this, the girl's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. Then, she snorted angrily and said, "Humans are all greedy creatures... Release Little White, and this Jade Heart Lotus Seed is yours!"

After all,

With a flick of her finger, a crystal-clear, emerald-green lotus seed appeared at her fingertip.

Green lotus seeds?

Wu Ming was quite surprised when he saw this item. It was even rarer than the Qingning Moon Laurel, and it was also one of the rare treasures of heaven and earth that could nourish the soul. It was also recorded in the Shenxing Division’s treasury that one piece could be worth 400,000 merit points!

"Okay, give it to me first."

Wu Ming responded calmly.

"Take this. If you dare to go back on your word, I'll cut you into ten thousand pieces!"

The girl snorted and tossed the lotus seed in her hand.

The Jade Lotus Seed traced an arc in the air and fell far towards Wu Ming. But just as it was about to land above Wu Ming's head, Wu Ming's gaze turned slightly cold, and he said indifferently, "Your manner is rather insincere."

Say it.

He gently pushed the spear in his hand.

With a soft 'thud,' the spearhead pierced through the body of the Silver Moon Sable, pinning it to the rock wall!

Then,

Wu Ming drew his spear, flicked it upwards, and struck the falling 'Azure Lotus Seed' directly, shattering it into pieces. But strangely, the shattered lotus seed gradually faded and disappeared in the air, like a phantom.

On the rock face, seeing the tranquility, the girl's previous anxiety vanished, replaced by a somewhat gloomy expression. She asked, "How did you figure that out?"

"How could we not see through such a trivial trick?"

Wu Ming said calmly.

The jade lotus seed was obviously fake. When it fell into the girl's hand, he couldn't quite tell the difference, but after she threw it out, he took a closer look and immediately realized it was real.

This lotus seed is not only fake, but it also harbors a hidden danger. If he reaches out to take it, he will be injured immediately.

"Humph!"

"If you kill my Little White, you'll be buried with me!"

Seeing this, the girl stopped acting and revealed a cold expression. She slightly opened her mouth, revealing a fang. She leaped down from the mountain wall, her jade hands gently clasped together in front of her.

Swish!
A flash of light appeared, and three white figures instantly separated from her body. The white figures flickered and attacked Wu Ming, directly blocking all of Wu Ming's escape routes.

Each white figure was as swift as lightning, far faster than the Silver Moon Demon Sable. A martial artist who had achieved three stages of blood coagulation simply could not withstand them. Even if they only dealt with one of them, they would probably perish instantly.

Those three white figures were actually white foxes, all identical in shape, transformed from demonic power!

"So your true form is a fox demon?"

Seeing this, Wu Ming's expression did not change much. He had already noticed the clues. At this moment, he gently clasped his hands together, and his primordial spirit appeared in an instant. The Earthly Fiend Primordial Embryo appeared in his palm. In an instant, the power of the Earthly Fiend surged, and the soil from all directions gathered towards his body. In just a moment, the Earthly Fiend Primordial Magic Form was formed!
boom! boom! !

The Earthly Fiend Yuanfa form, with a blue face and fangs, and four arms, swung its four arms with incredible speed and power, directly colliding with the three attacking fox shadows and forcefully blasting the three white fox shadows into an explosion!

The shattered white fox shadow transformed into streaks of white light, instantly disappearing into the distance before receding back onto the girl. At the same time, the girl's expression as she looked at Wu Ming subtly changed:

"The Dharma of the Soul!"

I thought Wu Ming was just a minor martial artist who had only reached the third stage of blood coagulation, but I never expected that Wu Ming would have an even more profound Daoist realm, able to condense a primordial spirit dharma image, which undoubtedly means he has reached the fourth stage of refinement!
(End of this chapter)