Fengshen: Visualizing a Neutron Star at the Start

Chapter 11 This is Junior Brother?

Seeing Wang Yu take the initiative to apologize and salute, the other monks on the platform were all taken aback, so they quickly straightened their clothes and returned the salute.

Just kidding, in their previous discussion, this was a certain uncle or uncle!
Of course, they're not all that polite.

It's just that the etiquette that they should have for people they recognize is not bad.

"Is this the Jujiao?" Looking at the people who returned the gift, Wang Yu's heart warmed, and he felt the feeling of home for the first time.

All of a sudden, he remembered the Battle of the Conferred Gods later, why did Jiejiao end up in such a bad end?
Isn't it because of loyalty that everyone treats them as brothers?

Calling out one by one, without thinking too much, and without worrying about their own life and death, how dangerous things are.

The whole thing is, if you dare to touch my brother, I will kill you!
"Hey, Senior Brother Yu Hua, you're here too." Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure beside him, and hurriedly greeted him warmly.

After experiencing the warmth of intercepting teaching, he is now in a good mood.

I just don't know why, Senior Brother Yu Hua's complexion is a little ugly, and he just reluctantly raised his hand when he greeted him, looking sickly.

"Sick? It shouldn't be, they are all monks, can they still be sick?"

Wang Yu was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it. He glanced at the senior brothers who suddenly froze in place for some reason, and sat cross-legged to practice again.

"Visualize the neutron star, that's about it... Next, it's time to practice the Wan Crow Art."

During this visualization, he found a problem.

The stronger his own strength, the more neutron star fluctuations he can observe, and the faster he digests them.

And the more neutron star transforms himself, the faster his cultivation speed will be.

The two sides are proportional, almost infinite loop.

This means that he can almost walk this endless loop, and his strength keeps soaring.

Just need to pay attention to one thing, both sides need to go hand in hand, and can't focus on one side to the extreme.

That's too slow.

Thinking, when the last bit of light in his thoughts dissipated, all distracting thoughts disappeared, Dao Yun Haiyang reappeared, and he began to practice.

……

After all, this is a holy place for cultivation, not a chat room. Time is precious and cannot be wasted.

Wang Yu went back to practice and calmed down, but the other monks around couldn't calm down no matter what.

"Yu Hua...what did he call you just now?" A monk who was not far from Yu Hua looked at Yu Hua and asked.

As soon as these words came out, all the monks looked at Yu Hua one after another and held their breath.

This place, for an instant, was eerily quiet.

"Senior brother!" Sensing the eyes of everyone, including many senior brothers he knew, Yu Hua said with a long sigh.

Of course he knows why these people are behaving like this now.

Before this group of people were shocked by the performance of Junior Brother Wang Yu, they chatted for a long time, and finally determined the identity of a senior uncle.

As a result, they suddenly discovered that the other party was not only the uncle or uncle they thought, but also a junior.

Who can accept this?
"He's a junior!" A monk exclaimed in surprise, and everyone was trembling when they heard his voice.

Such an outrageous performance, could it be a junior?

"Yu Hua, do you know him?" Another monk asked Yu Hua, hesitating to speak.

Yu Hua knew what he wanted to ask, and while nodding, he simply said what he knew: "His name is Wang Yu, and the master is the uncle of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit."

"According to what he said, he was just getting started, so he called me Senior Brother. We met before Huolingshan."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent. They looked at each other, and they all saw the complexity in each other's eyes. They wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say it.

"Wait, you just said that he just started?" At this time, a monk noticed the problem and said, "A monk who just started has such a talent, why don't we know?"

wow~
In an instant, everyone looked over again.

That's right, although there are many disciples, the rules in all aspects are perfect, and no genius will be buried.

Generally speaking, as long as it is a real genius, it will spread quickly and be known by most people.

Especially for a genius like Wang Yu's current performance, this is no longer what a genius can describe, it is completely arrogance.

Even at the same period as those real bosses in the sect, I'm afraid it's not too bad.

Such a proud person, how could they only know now?
"Yes, that's what he said." Facing everyone's doubts, Yu Hua said calmly.

He didn't explain it, because he also had doubts about it.

"Is that so?" Seeing Yu Hua's attitude, everyone looked at Wang Yu again.

Seeing this, they suddenly opened their eyes wide.

One person exclaimed in surprise: "That's... Wan Ya Dao Yun?"

In his eyes, Wang Yu sat cross-legged on the platform, suddenly hundreds of millions of golden lights shot out around his body, dancing and turning around his body, the light was like a sea of ​​light.

Everyone's pupils dilated rapidly, because from their perspective, countless light spots danced, forming a golden crow with a height of ten feet.

They are both Jiejiao disciples, and of course they know the name of Man Yashu.

But, just because they knew it, they were even more shocked at this moment.

"Is it really Wanya Daoyun?" On the right mountain wall, a Taoist man in red stood on the edge of the stone platform, looking at the billions of light spots on Wang Yu's body in disbelief, and murmured in a low voice.

He stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, an orange fire crow flew out, shaking its wings, and sprinkled orange flames.

The Taoist in red stretched out his hand numbly, and the flames shot out, turning into 72 orange Daowen, and then each Daowen shattered by itself, turning into 72 Wanya Daoyun.

Dao Yun gathers in the palm, like a star sea.

only……

The Taoist in red looked at the small sea of ​​stars in his palm, and then at the sea of ​​stars around the so-called junior brother... He wanted to cry for no reason.

It is also the practice of the Mandrow Art... why do I feel that I am practicing a toy version?

"When did the Wan crow technique need so many Dao aggregates?" A monk asked in shock, very puzzled.

Everyone also looked over there in shock, their expressions were inexplicable, and they were all shocked.

Everything they saw in their eyes surpassed their cognition.

Especially for the cognition of the famous Da Luo supernatural power of Wan Ya Shu.

In their impression, the maximum number required for the supernatural power of Mandrow Art should be 12 talents at the most basic level of cultivation, which is just in line with the number of Yuanhui.

But now, what do they see?
That one glance is innumerable, dense as the stars, the number of the ten thousand crows is more than one yuanhui?
Intellectually speaking, they don't want to believe their eyes, and they don't want to believe that it is the supernatural power of Mandrow Art.

However, what they saw in their eyes made their rationality falter again.

Two complex emotions collided in my mind, making my eyes red.

"Is this the ten thousand crows technique?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 11 This is Junior Brother?

Seeing Wang Yu take the initiative to apologize and salute, the other monks on the platform were all taken aback, so they quickly straightened their clothes and returned the salute.

Just kidding, in their previous discussion, this was a certain uncle or uncle!
Of course, they're not all that polite.

It's just that the etiquette that they should have for people they recognize is not bad.

"Is this the Jujiao?" Looking at the people who returned the gift, Wang Yu's heart warmed, and he felt the feeling of home for the first time.

All of a sudden, he remembered the Battle of the Conferred Gods later, why did Jiejiao end up in such a bad end?
Isn't it because of loyalty that everyone treats them as brothers?

Calling out one by one, without thinking too much, and without worrying about their own life and death, how dangerous things are.

The whole thing is, if you dare to touch my brother, I will kill you!
"Hey, Senior Brother Yu Hua, you're here too." Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure beside him, and hurriedly greeted him warmly.

After experiencing the warmth of intercepting teaching, he is now in a good mood.

I just don't know why, Senior Brother Yu Hua's complexion is a little ugly, and he just reluctantly raised his hand when he greeted him, looking sickly.

"Sick? It shouldn't be, they are all monks, can they still be sick?"

Wang Yu was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it. He glanced at the senior brothers who suddenly froze in place for some reason, and sat cross-legged to practice again.

"Visualize the neutron star, that's about it... Next, it's time to practice the Wan Crow Art."

During this visualization, he found a problem.

The stronger his own strength, the more neutron star fluctuations he can observe, and the faster he digests them.

And the more neutron star transforms himself, the faster his cultivation speed will be.

The two sides are proportional, almost infinite loop.

This means that he can almost walk this endless loop, and his strength keeps soaring.

Just need to pay attention to one thing, both sides need to go hand in hand, and can't focus on one side to the extreme.

That's too slow.

Thinking, when the last bit of light in his thoughts dissipated, all distracting thoughts disappeared, Dao Yun Haiyang reappeared, and he began to practice.

……

After all, this is a holy place for cultivation, not a chat room. Time is precious and cannot be wasted.

Wang Yu went back to practice and calmed down, but the other monks around couldn't calm down no matter what.

"Yu Hua...what did he call you just now?" A monk who was not far from Yu Hua looked at Yu Hua and asked.

As soon as these words came out, all the monks looked at Yu Hua one after another and held their breath.

This place, for an instant, was eerily quiet.

"Senior brother!" Sensing the eyes of everyone, including many senior brothers he knew, Yu Hua said with a long sigh.

Of course he knows why these people are behaving like this now.

Before this group of people were shocked by the performance of Junior Brother Wang Yu, they chatted for a long time, and finally determined the identity of a senior uncle.

As a result, they suddenly discovered that the other party was not only the uncle or uncle they thought, but also a junior.

Who can accept this?
"He's a junior!" A monk exclaimed in surprise, and everyone was trembling when they heard his voice.

Such an outrageous performance, could it be a junior?

"Yu Hua, do you know him?" Another monk asked Yu Hua, hesitating to speak.

Yu Hua knew what he wanted to ask, and while nodding, he simply said what he knew: "His name is Wang Yu, and the master is the uncle of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit."

"According to what he said, he was just getting started, so he called me Senior Brother. We met before Huolingshan."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent. They looked at each other, and they all saw the complexity in each other's eyes. They wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say it.

"Wait, you just said that he just started?" At this time, a monk noticed the problem and said, "A monk who just started has such a talent, why don't we know?"

wow~
In an instant, everyone looked over again.

That's right, although there are many disciples, the rules in all aspects are perfect, and no genius will be buried.

Generally speaking, as long as it is a real genius, it will spread quickly and be known by most people.

Especially for a genius like Wang Yu's current performance, this is no longer what a genius can describe, it is completely arrogance.

Even at the same period as those real bosses in the sect, I'm afraid it's not too bad.

Such a proud person, how could they only know now?
"Yes, that's what he said." Facing everyone's doubts, Yu Hua said calmly.

He didn't explain it, because he also had doubts about it.

"Is that so?" Seeing Yu Hua's attitude, everyone looked at Wang Yu again.

Seeing this, they suddenly opened their eyes wide.

One person exclaimed in surprise: "That's... Wan Ya Dao Yun?"

In his eyes, Wang Yu sat cross-legged on the platform, suddenly hundreds of millions of golden lights shot out around his body, dancing and turning around his body, the light was like a sea of ​​light.

Everyone's pupils dilated rapidly, because from their perspective, countless light spots danced, forming a golden crow with a height of ten feet.

They are both Jiejiao disciples, and of course they know the name of Man Yashu.

But, just because they knew it, they were even more shocked at this moment.

"Is it really Wanya Daoyun?" On the right mountain wall, a Taoist man in red stood on the edge of the stone platform, looking at the billions of light spots on Wang Yu's body in disbelief, and murmured in a low voice.

He stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, an orange fire crow flew out, shaking its wings, and sprinkled orange flames.

The Taoist in red stretched out his hand numbly, and the flames shot out, turning into 72 orange Daowen, and then each Daowen shattered by itself, turning into 72 Wanya Daoyun.

Dao Yun gathers in the palm, like a star sea.

only……

The Taoist in red looked at the small sea of ​​stars in his palm, and then at the sea of ​​stars around the so-called junior brother... He wanted to cry for no reason.

It is also the practice of the Mandrow Art... why do I feel that I am practicing a toy version?

"When did the Wan crow technique need so many Dao aggregates?" A monk asked in shock, very puzzled.

Everyone also looked over there in shock, their expressions were inexplicable, and they were all shocked.

Everything they saw in their eyes surpassed their cognition.

Especially for the cognition of the famous Da Luo supernatural power of Wan Ya Shu.

In their impression, the maximum number required for the supernatural power of Mandrow Art should be 12 talents at the most basic level of cultivation, which is just in line with the number of Yuanhui.

But now, what do they see?
That one glance is innumerable, dense as the stars, the number of the ten thousand crows is more than one yuanhui?
Intellectually speaking, they don't want to believe their eyes, and they don't want to believe that it is the supernatural power of Mandrow Art.

However, what they saw in their eyes made their rationality falter again.

Two complex emotions collided in my mind, making my eyes red.

"Is this the ten thousand crows technique?"

(End of this chapter)