Fengshen: Visualizing a Neutron Star at the Start

Chapter 34 Ao Bing's Misunderstanding

Ao Bing stopped talking, looked at Wang Yu, and buried his head in his scarred dragon body as if he had confirmed something.

"Isn't this just a bandit? Are all the disciples of the Jiejiao like this outside?"

Wang Yu frowned, originally this had nothing to do with him.

But when he is also a disciple of Jiejiao, it matters.

For a moment, he thought of the result of cutting off the teaching of the future.

If the disciples of Jiejiao behave like this when they are outside, then it is no wonder that Jiejiao has perished.

Even he, who is himself a disciple of Jiejiao, feels that Jiejiao deserves to die.

"You yourself are also a disciple of Jiejiao." Ao Bing said weakly.

"I'm a student of Jiejiao, but I'm not a bandit." Wang Yu said angrily.

Suddenly he seemed to know the root cause of Jiejiao's demise, but he was not in a good mood, and there was a kind of unreasonable anger.

It was stuck in the chest, like a big stone, causing chest tightness and panic.

After being stuck for a long time, his face turned from red to white, and then from white to red again, and he let out a long breath.

"Are you okay?" Ao Bing stood aside, watching his face change constantly, as if he was insane, and he was terrified.

If an interception disciple had an accident in front of him... not only would he be sent to make amends, but the entire Dragon Clan would also face a lot of trouble.

This is not an exaggeration, this is the current power of the Jiejiao disciples in the Three Realms.

"I'm... fine." Wang Yu, who was just about to let go, saw Ao Bing's terrified appearance like a weak kitten, and felt helpless and angry again.

It's just that he understands that he has no power to change anything.

Anger comes from incompetence.

"Are they unreasonable?" Wang Yu still couldn't hold back and asked.

In his impression, the master, the brothers, and all the masters and uncles are very good, they are all reasonable Taoists.

Except for Qiushouxian and Jiuling, the other disciples feel good.

But why, in Ao Bing's mouth, the disciples of Jiejiao are like bandits and robbers, unreasonable to the extreme.

More importantly, he still had a puzzle, which he kept buried in his heart.

Jiejiao is strong, but other forces in the Three Realms are not weak, so no one cares?
"Reasonable? That's thousands of disciples who cut off the teaching, do we deserve it? We don't deserve it." Ao Bing said sadly, what he said was a fact.

Wang Yu was silent, but he didn't expect the prestige of Jiejiao to be so in this era.

"Is this why the sky must let it swell first if it wants to perish?"

Wang Yu silently thought about what he wanted to do, but found that he was actually just an ordinary Jiejiao disciple.

He can't do anything.

The demise of the sect is the general trend, and it seems that it is also what the people want.

They have all become bandits, and the bandit's interception is not destroyed, so how can the others be safe?

"By the way, are you really a disciple of Jiejiao? What's the matter with the Mandrow Technique?"

Seemingly seeing that Wang Yu was different from the Jiejiao disciples he had seen before, Ao Bing asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing, I cultivated it myself." Wang Yu was not in a good mood, and said casually: "You know, supernatural powers, everyone's cultivation is different, and everyone should have their own characteristics."

"Really?" Ao Bing was suspicious and whispered. He remembered that it was true.

But generally speaking, it shouldn’t be that the big difference is not bad. There are differences in details. Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be a problem, right?

At the very least, there shouldn't be a problem with the ten thousand crows technique, seven colors and seven crows.

Ao Bing felt that there was a problem and wanted to ask, but seeing Wang Yu's expression now, he didn't dare to ask.

"Brother Dao, you are really powerful. The Wan Crow Art is better than those I have heard." Finally, Ao Bing praised with a thumbs up.

Wang Yu glanced at him, not interested in this kind of clumsy flattery.

Ao Bing had been yelling at him before, but after knowing that he was a disciple of Jiejiao, his attitude changed drastically.

Even if he was burned to death by himself, at this moment, it was as if nothing had happened, licking his face and flattering him.

Apart from proving that Ao Bing is not a moral dragon, this incident also proves that Jiejiao's current power is much greater than he imagined, and the situation is more difficult than he imagined!
"Under the overturned nest, there are no eggs!" Wang Yu sighed in his heart, he was not the kind of sympathetic saint.

Now, only a very small part of his worries are about the survival of Jiejiao, and the bigger part is about himself.

As a disciple of Jiejiao, he will not be able to avoid the catastrophe in the future.

What I originally thought was to cultivate as soon as possible to improve my strength, at least to keep myself safe first.

But now it seems that the matter is more serious than he expected, and there is not much time left for him to grow and improve.

"Brother Dao, I'm serious, your Mandrow Art is really stronger than those I've heard."

Seeing that Wang Yu didn't care, Ao Bing became a little anxious, pointed to the wound on his body and said, "At least, if it's other ten thousand crows, it's impossible to hurt me at my brother's level."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Wang Yu became interested, turned to look at Ao Bing, and said, "Tell me in detail."

"Brother Dao, don't you know?" Facing Wang Yu's puzzled expression, Ao Bing saw some clues and was even more surprised.

"Know what?" Wang Yu asked, spreading out his palms. On the palms, the golden crow reappeared, vibrating between its wings, as if burning the void.

Ao Bing trembled, subconsciously moved a distance, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said just now: "Brother Dao, you should have cultivated the Wan Crow Art to a not-so-low level, right?"

Not a low realm?He has just mastered the ten thousand crows technique, why does this kid say that?
Wang Yu remained calm, just stared at him, the meaning was obvious, and he continued.

Ao Bing chuckled, and said: "Brother Dao, I can see that you should be the true pride of heaven among those who are intercepted."

"Don't flatter, talk about business." Wang Yu stretched out his hand and patted Ao Bing's tap.

"I can see that Brother Dao's realm is actually not high, but his strength is astonishing. It's just that the realm of Qi training can block my attack of returning to the void."

As Ao Bing said, he was a little surprised.

It's not like he hasn't heard of such a disparity in qi training and returning to the void, but seeing it, it is indeed the first time he has seen it.

What's more, he is still a dragon, and in the same realm, he is far stronger than ordinary monks.

In this way, Wang Yu's defense could not be broken even with all his strength, which is evident.

However, this is not the point, the point is the golden crow that Wang Yu finally released from his hand.

Thinking about it, Ao Bing couldn't help but glance at the Golden Crow from the corner of his eye, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes: "Brother, you have already mastered the technique of ten thousand crows."

"This is Da Luo's supernatural power. It is far from being comparable to other supernatural powers. If your realm improves again, brother Dao, even those immortals who have proved the Tao and become immortals, they should not be your opponents."

Ao Bing's attitude is very humble, and he listens to each other, and Wang Yu feels that he is not in ancient times but in modern times.

"Why do you say that?"

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Chapter 34 Ao Bing's Misunderstanding

Ao Bing stopped talking, looked at Wang Yu, and buried his head in his scarred dragon body as if he had confirmed something.

"Isn't this just a bandit? Are all the disciples of the Jiejiao like this outside?"

Wang Yu frowned, originally this had nothing to do with him.

But when he is also a disciple of Jiejiao, it matters.

For a moment, he thought of the result of cutting off the teaching of the future.

If the disciples of Jiejiao behave like this when they are outside, then it is no wonder that Jiejiao has perished.

Even he, who is himself a disciple of Jiejiao, feels that Jiejiao deserves to die.

"You yourself are also a disciple of Jiejiao." Ao Bing said weakly.

"I'm a student of Jiejiao, but I'm not a bandit." Wang Yu said angrily.

Suddenly he seemed to know the root cause of Jiejiao's demise, but he was not in a good mood, and there was a kind of unreasonable anger.

It was stuck in the chest, like a big stone, causing chest tightness and panic.

After being stuck for a long time, his face turned from red to white, and then from white to red again, and he let out a long breath.

"Are you okay?" Ao Bing stood aside, watching his face change constantly, as if he was insane, and he was terrified.

If an interception disciple had an accident in front of him... not only would he be sent to make amends, but the entire Dragon Clan would also face a lot of trouble.

This is not an exaggeration, this is the current power of the Jiejiao disciples in the Three Realms.

"I'm... fine." Wang Yu, who was just about to let go, saw Ao Bing's terrified appearance like a weak kitten, and felt helpless and angry again.

It's just that he understands that he has no power to change anything.

Anger comes from incompetence.

"Are they unreasonable?" Wang Yu still couldn't hold back and asked.

In his impression, the master, the brothers, and all the masters and uncles are very good, they are all reasonable Taoists.

Except for Qiushouxian and Jiuling, the other disciples feel good.

But why, in Ao Bing's mouth, the disciples of Jiejiao are like bandits and robbers, unreasonable to the extreme.

More importantly, he still had a puzzle, which he kept buried in his heart.

Jiejiao is strong, but other forces in the Three Realms are not weak, so no one cares?
"Reasonable? That's thousands of disciples who cut off the teaching, do we deserve it? We don't deserve it." Ao Bing said sadly, what he said was a fact.

Wang Yu was silent, but he didn't expect the prestige of Jiejiao to be so in this era.

"Is this why the sky must let it swell first if it wants to perish?"

Wang Yu silently thought about what he wanted to do, but found that he was actually just an ordinary Jiejiao disciple.

He can't do anything.

The demise of the sect is the general trend, and it seems that it is also what the people want.

They have all become bandits, and the bandit's interception is not destroyed, so how can the others be safe?

"By the way, are you really a disciple of Jiejiao? What's the matter with the Mandrow Technique?"

Seemingly seeing that Wang Yu was different from the Jiejiao disciples he had seen before, Ao Bing asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing, I cultivated it myself." Wang Yu was not in a good mood, and said casually: "You know, supernatural powers, everyone's cultivation is different, and everyone should have their own characteristics."

"Really?" Ao Bing was suspicious and whispered. He remembered that it was true.

But generally speaking, it shouldn’t be that the big difference is not bad. There are differences in details. Generally speaking, there shouldn’t be a problem, right?

At the very least, there shouldn't be a problem with the ten thousand crows technique, seven colors and seven crows.

Ao Bing felt that there was a problem and wanted to ask, but seeing Wang Yu's expression now, he didn't dare to ask.

"Brother Dao, you are really powerful. The Wan Crow Art is better than those I have heard." Finally, Ao Bing praised with a thumbs up.

Wang Yu glanced at him, not interested in this kind of clumsy flattery.

Ao Bing had been yelling at him before, but after knowing that he was a disciple of Jiejiao, his attitude changed drastically.

Even if he was burned to death by himself, at this moment, it was as if nothing had happened, licking his face and flattering him.

Apart from proving that Ao Bing is not a moral dragon, this incident also proves that Jiejiao's current power is much greater than he imagined, and the situation is more difficult than he imagined!
"Under the overturned nest, there are no eggs!" Wang Yu sighed in his heart, he was not the kind of sympathetic saint.

Now, only a very small part of his worries are about the survival of Jiejiao, and the bigger part is about himself.

As a disciple of Jiejiao, he will not be able to avoid the catastrophe in the future.

What I originally thought was to cultivate as soon as possible to improve my strength, at least to keep myself safe first.

But now it seems that the matter is more serious than he expected, and there is not much time left for him to grow and improve.

"Brother Dao, I'm serious, your Mandrow Art is really stronger than those I've heard."

Seeing that Wang Yu didn't care, Ao Bing became a little anxious, pointed to the wound on his body and said, "At least, if it's other ten thousand crows, it's impossible to hurt me at my brother's level."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Wang Yu became interested, turned to look at Ao Bing, and said, "Tell me in detail."

"Brother Dao, don't you know?" Facing Wang Yu's puzzled expression, Ao Bing saw some clues and was even more surprised.

"Know what?" Wang Yu asked, spreading out his palms. On the palms, the golden crow reappeared, vibrating between its wings, as if burning the void.

Ao Bing trembled, subconsciously moved a distance, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said just now: "Brother Dao, you should have cultivated the Wan Crow Art to a not-so-low level, right?"

Not a low realm?He has just mastered the ten thousand crows technique, why does this kid say that?
Wang Yu remained calm, just stared at him, the meaning was obvious, and he continued.

Ao Bing chuckled, and said: "Brother Dao, I can see that you should be the true pride of heaven among those who are intercepted."

"Don't flatter, talk about business." Wang Yu stretched out his hand and patted Ao Bing's tap.

"I can see that Brother Dao's realm is actually not high, but his strength is astonishing. It's just that the realm of Qi training can block my attack of returning to the void."

As Ao Bing said, he was a little surprised.

It's not like he hasn't heard of such a disparity in qi training and returning to the void, but seeing it, it is indeed the first time he has seen it.

What's more, he is still a dragon, and in the same realm, he is far stronger than ordinary monks.

In this way, Wang Yu's defense could not be broken even with all his strength, which is evident.

However, this is not the point, the point is the golden crow that Wang Yu finally released from his hand.

Thinking about it, Ao Bing couldn't help but glance at the Golden Crow from the corner of his eye, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes: "Brother, you have already mastered the technique of ten thousand crows."

"This is Da Luo's supernatural power. It is far from being comparable to other supernatural powers. If your realm improves again, brother Dao, even those immortals who have proved the Tao and become immortals, they should not be your opponents."

Ao Bing's attitude is very humble, and he listens to each other, and Wang Yu feels that he is not in ancient times but in modern times.

"Why do you say that?"

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(End of this chapter)