Fengshen: Visualizing a Neutron Star at the Start

Chapter 3 The Madonna of Fire Spirit was shocked
The Golden Crow was not among the Seven Crows. Although it was formed by condensing a large amount of Dao Yun, theoretically speaking, it should be a good change, but...he was not sure.

Looking at each other, Wang Yu looked at Luo Xuan with a hint of panic in his questioning eyes.

Luo Xuan looked at Wang Yu, with a hint of... bewildered amidst the complexity.

At the beginning, he was shocked when he saw the blue jay appearing on Wang Yu's body, but later he watched the blue jay turn into a green jay, and he was stunned.

I thought this should be the limit!
At the very least, the speed should slow down!
After all, the Dao Yun of Wan Ya Shu is condensed, and it becomes more and more difficult at the end.

Not only is it over if you condense Dao Yun, but you also have to be able to hold it down!
Compared with the former, the latter is more difficult and more important!
The speed at which the younger brother condensed Dao Yun was not bad before, but the key lies in the latter, I can't hold back!
Therefore, he was thinking that even if the junior brother suddenly changed, it should be almost the same in Ziya.

result……

After the green crow arrived at the purple crow, the speed not only did not decrease, but even faster!
Green crow, purple crow, white crow, black crow... It doesn't take much time to advance to several levels, just like a joke.

Before he could react, he directly reached the strongest stage of Mandrow Art, and he was numb from seeing it!
Originally, at this level, it should be considered over!
After all, you are at the highest level, what else can you do?

Luo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to soothe his mood, but...

The black crow that stepped on the horse unexpectedly changed again, and directly became a golden crow...

Luo Xuan couldn't figure it out either, he understood the black crow, but what the hell is this golden crow?

Luo Xuan looked at Wang Yu complicatedly, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "You...ask me?"

Wang Yu nodded, and asked expectantly: "Yes, Second Senior Brother, this shouldn't be a bad thing for me, right?"

Luo Xuan: "..."

Luo Xuan stared at Wang Yu for a long time, and after Wang Yu looked a little flabbergasted, he suddenly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, stood up and stood up.

Wang Yu was puzzled: "Second Senior Brother?"

Well said, how did you wake up?
Could it be...the legs are numb?

Luo Xuan said: "Let's go."

Wang Yu was even more puzzled, let's go?where to?

"I don't know about your situation. It's the first time I've seen it. I need to go to Master."

Luo Xuan explained something, and said that he took the lead to walk in front, Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

……

"Golden Crow?" It looked like a flame, and in the crimson palace, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit narrowed her eyes after hearing Luo Xuan's words.

Wang Yu and Luo Xuan stood in the center of the hall, and in front of them, the Holy Mother of Master Huo Ling sat cross-legged on a futon.

Luo Xuan stood in front, and Wang Yu stood a little behind. When the senior brother was talking to the master, he quietly looked at his cheap master.

The face is young, about 20 years old, wearing Huoyunshanhe Jinxiu clothes.

The skin is fair, and the eyes are red and pure, like flames.

The facial features are neatly spread out, and they seem ordinary alone, but together, they form a different kind of temperament.

Majesty, domineering... the whole person gives Wang Yu the feeling that he is like a supreme being in the fire.

"Is this the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, one of the famous Four Holy Mothers who I am Master?"

Wang Yu was amazed, this was the first time he observed his master so seriously.

There are tens of thousands of Jiejiao disciples, and there are not a few female disciples among them.

But there are only four who can be named after the Holy Mother, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the Holy Mother of Wudang, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, and the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit.

Among them, the first three are all second-generation disciples, and they are the direct disciples of the ancestor Tongtian Daoist, with the highest status.

And only his current cheap master, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, is a disciple of three generations, and his master is Taoist Duobao, the elder brother of Jiejiao.

As a disciple of the third generation, but has the nickname of the Holy Mother... Wang Yu felt in his heart that it might not be that simple for him as a cheap master.

"Wang Yu."

At this time, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit called out, and Wang Yu quickly responded: "The disciple is here."

"Have you really cultivated the Golden Crow Taoism?" The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit lowered her majestic eyes and stared at her little apprentice.

"Yes." Wang Yu nodded, and with a thought, Dao Yun in Dantian moved, and a golden crow appeared behind him.

It was about the size of a person, and with its wings spread out, countless golden lights shone like flames, shooting into the air.

The golden crow held its head high and stood behind Wang Yu, with a pair of bright golden eyes, looking only at the void, with a hint of arrogance in its calmness.

Even the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, one of the Four Great Mothers, as Wang Yu's master, was right in front of her, she didn't cast a single glance, she had an indescribably aloof taste.

"It's really the Golden Crow..." Wang Yu was a little embarrassed when he found the Golden Crow's behavior, but the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit didn't seem to care, staring at the Golden Crow and muttering in his mouth.

Luo Xuan was also looking at the Golden Crow with envy.

He really doesn't know what the golden crow represents, but he can roughly guess.

The golden crow is the eighth change after the black crow, it should be a good side, maybe stronger than the black crow.

Many, he can't guess it... After all, he just cultivated the Purple Crow-level Ten Thousand Crows Technique.

"The black crow has condensed 12 dao yuns... How much dao yun did you use, the golden crow?"

After staring at the Golden Crow for a moment, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit withdrew her gaze, looked at Wang Yu again, and asked aloud.

"Um……"

Hearing this question, Wang Yu was stunned.

When condensing Dao Aggregates before, those Dao Aggregates were like rain, and there were so many of them that it was impossible to count them.

And there is no need to count them, they will naturally become Golden Crows.

So, in fact, up to now, even he himself doesn't know how much Dao Yun it took to condense the Golden Crow.

"Junior brother, don't you know?" Seeing Wang Yu's thoughts, Luo Xuan couldn't help asking in surprise.

Wang Yu was a little embarrassed, but still nodded.

Luo Xuan was speechless... What is this?
They condensed the Dao aggregates and counted them one by one, and they knew it in their hearts every moment.

There are so many... This is the first time he has seen it.

It should be said that the person who can cultivate the eighth transformation of the Golden Crow is different from ordinary people like them?
It has to be said that Luo Xuan was so sour that he regarded himself as an ordinary person!

You know, as far as the purple crow level ten thousand crow technique he has cultivated, his performance is better than many third-generation disciples.

However, don't be afraid of not knowing, just be afraid of comparing!

Compared with Wang Yu, a junior, Luo Xuan felt...he seemed like an ordinary person.

Originally, he thought that he was a genius!

Thinking about it, Luo Xuan covered his chest, choked up inexplicably, what the hell?

"It doesn't matter." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit smiled and pointed at Wang Yu.

A crimson flame flew out from between his fingers and landed on the golden crow behind Wang Yu.

Boom~
In an instant, the golden crow was shattered and turned into countless golden Dao aggregates, densely packed, shining with golden light, like a golden ocean.

A little bit of light turned the entire hall into gold.

"This, so much?" Luo Xuan opened his mouth wide and looked at it in shock.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit couldn't be calm anymore, her eyes widened, she looked at the golden Dao Yunhai, and was speechless for a long time.

"Are there so many?" Wang Yu blinked, looking at the number of light spots in the golden ocean, he couldn't count it at a glance, it was as vast as the stars at night, endless.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter 3 The Madonna of Fire Spirit was shocked
The Golden Crow was not among the Seven Crows. Although it was formed by condensing a large amount of Dao Yun, theoretically speaking, it should be a good change, but...he was not sure.

Looking at each other, Wang Yu looked at Luo Xuan with a hint of panic in his questioning eyes.

Luo Xuan looked at Wang Yu, with a hint of... bewildered amidst the complexity.

At the beginning, he was shocked when he saw the blue jay appearing on Wang Yu's body, but later he watched the blue jay turn into a green jay, and he was stunned.

I thought this should be the limit!
At the very least, the speed should slow down!
After all, the Dao Yun of Wan Ya Shu is condensed, and it becomes more and more difficult at the end.

Not only is it over if you condense Dao Yun, but you also have to be able to hold it down!
Compared with the former, the latter is more difficult and more important!
The speed at which the younger brother condensed Dao Yun was not bad before, but the key lies in the latter, I can't hold back!
Therefore, he was thinking that even if the junior brother suddenly changed, it should be almost the same in Ziya.

result……

After the green crow arrived at the purple crow, the speed not only did not decrease, but even faster!
Green crow, purple crow, white crow, black crow... It doesn't take much time to advance to several levels, just like a joke.

Before he could react, he directly reached the strongest stage of Mandrow Art, and he was numb from seeing it!
Originally, at this level, it should be considered over!
After all, you are at the highest level, what else can you do?

Luo Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to soothe his mood, but...

The black crow that stepped on the horse unexpectedly changed again, and directly became a golden crow...

Luo Xuan couldn't figure it out either, he understood the black crow, but what the hell is this golden crow?

Luo Xuan looked at Wang Yu complicatedly, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "You...ask me?"

Wang Yu nodded, and asked expectantly: "Yes, Second Senior Brother, this shouldn't be a bad thing for me, right?"

Luo Xuan: "..."

Luo Xuan stared at Wang Yu for a long time, and after Wang Yu looked a little flabbergasted, he suddenly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, stood up and stood up.

Wang Yu was puzzled: "Second Senior Brother?"

Well said, how did you wake up?
Could it be...the legs are numb?

Luo Xuan said: "Let's go."

Wang Yu was even more puzzled, let's go?where to?

"I don't know about your situation. It's the first time I've seen it. I need to go to Master."

Luo Xuan explained something, and said that he took the lead to walk in front, Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

……

"Golden Crow?" It looked like a flame, and in the crimson palace, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit narrowed her eyes after hearing Luo Xuan's words.

Wang Yu and Luo Xuan stood in the center of the hall, and in front of them, the Holy Mother of Master Huo Ling sat cross-legged on a futon.

Luo Xuan stood in front, and Wang Yu stood a little behind. When the senior brother was talking to the master, he quietly looked at his cheap master.

The face is young, about 20 years old, wearing Huoyunshanhe Jinxiu clothes.

The skin is fair, and the eyes are red and pure, like flames.

The facial features are neatly spread out, and they seem ordinary alone, but together, they form a different kind of temperament.

Majesty, domineering... the whole person gives Wang Yu the feeling that he is like a supreme being in the fire.

"Is this the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, one of the famous Four Holy Mothers who I am Master?"

Wang Yu was amazed, this was the first time he observed his master so seriously.

There are tens of thousands of Jiejiao disciples, and there are not a few female disciples among them.

But there are only four who can be named after the Holy Mother, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the Holy Mother of Wudang, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, and the Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit.

Among them, the first three are all second-generation disciples, and they are the direct disciples of the ancestor Tongtian Daoist, with the highest status.

And only his current cheap master, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, is a disciple of three generations, and his master is Taoist Duobao, the elder brother of Jiejiao.

As a disciple of the third generation, but has the nickname of the Holy Mother... Wang Yu felt in his heart that it might not be that simple for him as a cheap master.

"Wang Yu."

At this time, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit called out, and Wang Yu quickly responded: "The disciple is here."

"Have you really cultivated the Golden Crow Taoism?" The Holy Mother of the Fire Spirit lowered her majestic eyes and stared at her little apprentice.

"Yes." Wang Yu nodded, and with a thought, Dao Yun in Dantian moved, and a golden crow appeared behind him.

It was about the size of a person, and with its wings spread out, countless golden lights shone like flames, shooting into the air.

The golden crow held its head high and stood behind Wang Yu, with a pair of bright golden eyes, looking only at the void, with a hint of arrogance in its calmness.

Even the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, one of the Four Great Mothers, as Wang Yu's master, was right in front of her, she didn't cast a single glance, she had an indescribably aloof taste.

"It's really the Golden Crow..." Wang Yu was a little embarrassed when he found the Golden Crow's behavior, but the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit didn't seem to care, staring at the Golden Crow and muttering in his mouth.

Luo Xuan was also looking at the Golden Crow with envy.

He really doesn't know what the golden crow represents, but he can roughly guess.

The golden crow is the eighth change after the black crow, it should be a good side, maybe stronger than the black crow.

Many, he can't guess it... After all, he just cultivated the Purple Crow-level Ten Thousand Crows Technique.

"The black crow has condensed 12 dao yuns... How much dao yun did you use, the golden crow?"

After staring at the Golden Crow for a moment, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit withdrew her gaze, looked at Wang Yu again, and asked aloud.

"Um……"

Hearing this question, Wang Yu was stunned.

When condensing Dao Aggregates before, those Dao Aggregates were like rain, and there were so many of them that it was impossible to count them.

And there is no need to count them, they will naturally become Golden Crows.

So, in fact, up to now, even he himself doesn't know how much Dao Yun it took to condense the Golden Crow.

"Junior brother, don't you know?" Seeing Wang Yu's thoughts, Luo Xuan couldn't help asking in surprise.

Wang Yu was a little embarrassed, but still nodded.

Luo Xuan was speechless... What is this?
They condensed the Dao aggregates and counted them one by one, and they knew it in their hearts every moment.

There are so many... This is the first time he has seen it.

It should be said that the person who can cultivate the eighth transformation of the Golden Crow is different from ordinary people like them?
It has to be said that Luo Xuan was so sour that he regarded himself as an ordinary person!

You know, as far as the purple crow level ten thousand crow technique he has cultivated, his performance is better than many third-generation disciples.

However, don't be afraid of not knowing, just be afraid of comparing!

Compared with Wang Yu, a junior, Luo Xuan felt...he seemed like an ordinary person.

Originally, he thought that he was a genius!

Thinking about it, Luo Xuan covered his chest, choked up inexplicably, what the hell?

"It doesn't matter." The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit smiled and pointed at Wang Yu.

A crimson flame flew out from between his fingers and landed on the golden crow behind Wang Yu.

Boom~
In an instant, the golden crow was shattered and turned into countless golden Dao aggregates, densely packed, shining with golden light, like a golden ocean.

A little bit of light turned the entire hall into gold.

"This, so much?" Luo Xuan opened his mouth wide and looked at it in shock.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit couldn't be calm anymore, her eyes widened, she looked at the golden Dao Yunhai, and was speechless for a long time.

"Are there so many?" Wang Yu blinked, looking at the number of light spots in the golden ocean, he couldn't count it at a glance, it was as vast as the stars at night, endless.

(End of this chapter)