Fantasy: Apprenticeship returns ten thousand times the cultivation base

The power of one man and the power of one world.

A person cultivates by himself, and a world deduces with all his strength.

Which of the two is stronger?
Undoubtedly, it is the latter.

Lu Yu reckoned that the supernatural power he saw just now was not weak.

If it was on his own, even if he had advanced to the realm of inconceivable supernatural powers and his thinking had greatly improved, he would still need at least a cup of tea to get started.

And that's just getting started!

It will take at least a few days to practice Dzogchen!

However, under the physical world, he just memorized this supernatural power and cultivated it by himself.

Almost in a breath, the supernatural power has reached the Great Perfection, and even transformed into a human being in the inner world.

"Inconceivable supernatural powers." Lu Yu couldn't help murmuring. Only now did he realize that the meaning of this inconceivable was like this.

Although he has already broken through this realm, he only understands it now.

I don't understand this realm myself.

It takes time to fully understand and understand.

"If that's the case, it's really easy." Lu Yu looked at the other magical methods placed in the building, with the corners of his mouth raised.

He likes this inconceivable supernatural power realm, and he likes the power of this realm even more.

The addition of the physical world to supernatural power cultivation really gave him enough surprises.

The cultivation of the inconceivable supernatural power realm requires countless supernatural powers, which are improved by relying on the mysterious operation of the emperor in it.

He originally thought that this was a realm of water grinding.

Even if it is the empowerment, it will basically not have much effect until the apprentice has not reached this state.

This realm can only depend on himself.

But he didn't expect that reality would give him such a big gift again.

"This speed is not the limit." A sense came from the body world, and Lu Yu couldn't help but widen his eyes again.

The gift is more than that, it is not just the limit of the physical world.

The amount of supernatural powers is the pass that limits the physical world. He has just been promoted to this realm, and the transformation of supernatural powers is not much, only a thin layer.

In comparison, it is like the bottom layer of water in the sea, which is far from the capacity of the entire sea.

As long as there are enough supernatural powers and true energy, and the physical world operates to the limit, even the supreme supernatural powers can be cultivated overnight.

This was a real surprise.

Lu Yu was inexplicably surprised, a catastrophe was approaching, and when he lacked strength most, such a thing happened, of course he was happy.

This means that as long as he has enough supernatural powers, he may be able to reach the consummation of the inconceivable supernatural power state immediately, even if he breaks through the reincarnation state, it may only take a moment.

But that's all for later, for now, he needs to cultivate all these supernatural powers of the Wuya Sect first.

On the Tianyuan Continent, a figure stepped on the golden lotus and galloped quickly.

Yellow monk clothes, compassionate eyes, two thick and slender eyebrows, falling straight to the neck.

"Wu Yazong, is it in this direction?"

This person is the long-browed arhat who has received the decree of the Buddha and is coming to take back the ancient magic sword.

In the air, he paused slightly, and after identifying the direction, the speed immediately increased.

The golden lotus under his feet is a magic weapon. While defending Wushuang, it also possesses rapidity and the power of space.

Whether it is rushing or defending against the enemy, the effect is very powerful.

Soon, Wu Yazong arrived.

The figure with long eyebrows appeared, stepped on the golden lotus, did not hide it, and appeared above the sect openly.

"Who are you?" Someone from the Wuya Sect immediately spotted Changmei's figure, and a group of people flew out immediately, looking at him vigilantly.

"This is the gate of my Wuya Sect. If you have something to do, please follow the rules and post a greeting card. I will naturally line up to welcome you."

Zi Donglai stood at the front, feeling the danger, and frowned.

Damn, what's going on in the world lately?
Why are there such monsters everywhere, is the world really going to change?
The first time he saw Chang Mei, he felt a terrifying pressure, more terrifying than Kong Hui he had seen before.

Immediately, he understood that this person was a powerhouse beyond Konghui.

Don't provoke me if you can't provoke them, and with the attitude of letting things go, it's better to have less than one more thing.

Even if the other party flew over Wu Yazong very rudely, he still remained polite.

However, he knew that what he wanted might not come true.

The attitude of the other party does not seem to be a guest.

"The poor monk Changmei, this time I came here to take back the sword of the demon soldier." Sure enough, Changmei said directly, with calm eyes, looking directly at everyone.

"Magic soldier?" Zi Donglai was taken aback for a moment, is this a name, is it going to be robbed by force?

At that moment, his eyes turned cold: "Your Excellency, let's look elsewhere, we don't have any magic soldiers here."

"Why should the benefactor lie to the poor monk, isn't the magic soldier in the hands of the benefactor?" Changmei smiled, and pointed at Zidong.

huh~
Hearing a sound of piercing through the air, a strange long sword seven feet long and three feet wide, full of murderous aura, flew out of Zi Donglai.

"Give me back the sword!"

Zidong was in a hurry, and immediately made a move, trying to grab the Zhan Mie sword.

Holding the hilt of the sword with his hand, he stopped the chopping sword from flying away.

"Hey, why bother?" Changmei shook his head, with a look of compassion: "This is a demon soldier, it will bring disasters and catastrophes, and leave it in an ominous way."

"The benefactor should hand it over to the poor monk and take it back to eliminate the evil energy."

Changmei waved his hand, and a wave of vigorous energy was born, falling on Zi Donglai.

Zi Donglai was beaten into the air without any resistance, and the force passed into his arm, and he couldn't hold the sword anymore.

With a whoosh, before Zi Donglai's body fell to the ground, he could only watch helplessly as the chopping sword fell into a pair of withered palms.

"Bold~"

"The bald donkey is courting death!"

Seeing this, all the Wuya Sect disciples were furious, and they all attacked Changmei.

Changmei shook his head slightly, but there was no movement, and a divine light flew out from the golden lotus under his feet.

Shenguang stood in front of him and turned into a lotus flower.

The lotus bloomed, sending out a suction force, and all the attacks from the crowd were sucked in.

Everyone's expressions changed. So many of them blocked the attack like this?
"Just this time, this time is not an example." Changmei stretched out his hand to hold the lotus in his hand, and swept away his anger. Everyone looked at him unwillingly, and suddenly raised his hand.

Jinlian shot out and exploded in front of everyone.

Boom~
Air waves tumbling, space distorted.

The indescribable power seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth, surging, and a series of dark silk threads appeared, exuding the aura of destroying everything.

Everyone was horrified, was the space blown apart?
How strong is this bald donkey in front of him, so powerful!

At this moment, I watched this powerful force deliberately restricted within a limited range, wantonly destroying everything it touched.

Everyone's vests felt cold, and they couldn't help being afraid for a while.

Did they attack such an existence just now?
Who gave them the courage?