Chapter 227: Limits and Law III

Hiss...

With the faint sound of corrosion, Lu Sheng suddenly retracted his finger, his index finger had completely shrunk. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

His face darkened, and after a moment's thought, he raised his hand again.

At an angle that the Great Elder could not see, his middle finger quickly deformed, becoming larger and blacker, and his nails became extremely sharp, like the edge of a knife.

This is a state of yin and yang, since practicing the secret, Lu Sheng's control of subtle muscles has become more handy, and he can finally deform himself in a very small range and control the local changes of his body.

Yin and Yang are one, plus internal qi combustion!

Lu Sheng's eyes flashed fiercely.

If you want to try, try a big one, now his strongest state is the unity of yin and yang plus gas-liquid combustion, the body in such a state was enough to crush the triple snake level in the body a long time ago, and now, although he has not seen the triple level, Lu Sheng guessed that he may be similar to that level.

"I'm going to try to see how far apart I am from the commander at full strength. ā€

He reached for his finger again.

Hiss....

The huge force in the air slowly turned like a stone mill.

Lu Sheng felt as if his fingers had been pressed down by a huge weight. A sharp pain welled up in my heart. He quickly pulled it out and took a look.

The entire middle finger was corroded and blackened, and even the qi and liquid power inside disappeared in an instant, as if it had disappeared mysteriously.

"This...."A chill rose in his heart, and only then did he truly realize the huge gap between the human power and the divine weapon and demon blade.

"This.... It doesn't look like a product of cultivation!" Lu Sheng reflected on the huge and ruthless power just now. That way of fighting back is more like some kind of coping mechanism, like a small cog on the edge of a huge machine, slowly turning.

"Could it be that this so-called divine weapon is actually a war weapon handed down from previous civilizations?"

Lu Sheng is very confident in his physical body, he believes that in the current era, this world, even among the demons of the family, who are stronger than his own physical body, is definitely a very few.

He almost represents the top batch of the world's physical bodies, and at this level, in the face of the power of the fragments of the Holy Soldiers, he is still vulnerable.

And the power of the Holy Soldier Fragment is far inferior to the Holy Soldier itself, and the Holy Soldier itself is only one percent of the power of the Divine Soldier Demon Blade.

It can be imagined how terrifying the strength of the master of the magic blade is.

"Do you feel it? The Great Elder said in a low voice behind him. "You must also know what kind of height the families who control such power, or rather, the families who rely on this kind of power, stand. ā€

"Teacher, isn't there any way to fight against the family?" Lu Sheng asked in a deep voice.

"The Divine Blade has an independent personality and mind that cannot be controlled. But such a force is absolutely irresistible to manpower.

So we're trying to build our own Divine Blade, the so-called Holy Soldier. And in the end, as you can see, we fail and only make something plausible. Although they can barely be controlled, they are far inferior in power and agility. The Great Elder replied helplessly, "You can't imagine how much unimaginable price the hundred veins paid in order to create holy soldiers in that period of history. ā€

"Do you want to build your own Divine Blade?" Lu Sheng repeated.

"Yes, that's the only way to go. The Divine Blade is the strongest known power, and nothing can resist it. The power that holds such power is deservedly the strongest. The Great Elder nodded in affirmation.

Such weapons of war..... It's really hard to resist.

Lu Sheng looked at the small blue pool. He could imagine the hardships and dedication of the schools as they desperately tried to build a holy soldier.

"What about the secret arts?" Lu Sheng suddenly asked, "The strongest person who has reached the highest level of the secret arts, facing such a power..."

"The great master of the Yuan Demon Sect's causeless lineage, the Yunshan Patriarch, has done research in this area. The Grand Elder replied.

"The conclusion is that the secret art is prying ordinary Yuan Force. As for the Divine Weapons and Demon Blades, they themselves represent root-level mana.

It's as ridiculous as a mortal trying to fight against demons and monsters through martial arts. When martial arts practice reaches its peak, it is just for the demons to chew a few more bites. ā€

"Ordinary Yuan Force?Root-level Mana?What is the division of this?" Hearing this shelter from the rain, Lu Sheng paused and asked again.

"It's just a simple distinction concept. The Great Elder shook his head. "For example, if we use mortal fire in our cultivation, then the divine soldiers use the Sun True Flame, which is a great killing weapon that can only be recorded in mythology. That's the gap. ā€

Lu Sheng nodded, probably understood.

"Ordinary Yuan Power refers to all the acquired powers that can be used and cultivated to grow, such as mortal internal qi, such as our demonic qi.

Root-level mana refers to all the power that cannot be used, which is extremely powerful, and the level texture is much higher than that of ordinary yuan power. It's not a level at all.

Just like the magic blade that once caused a great drought in Yunzhou, Sanyang Ding, the inside of this thing contains infinite Sanyang true smoke, and the own strength of the head of the family is almost like a small splash in front of the sea in front of it, and it is ignored.

Many families in Yunzhou were destroyed in this way. Later, their commanders made the birth of the birth and the return of the return, and together with other external families, they reluctantly suppressed Sanyangding.

At that time, the sky was full of red clouds, and everywhere I went, the earth was dry and cracked, and the water vapor evaporated. The Great Elder sighed.

"Okay, it's too far, so much, I just want to tell you that the secret art is an ordinary level Yuan Force.

And the essence of the Divine Soldier Demon Blade is root-level mana. No matter how strong you exercise, you are only enhancing the yuan force, and between the yuan force and the mana, there are two things at all, no matter how much yuan power, no matter how strong the yuan force, in the face of mana, it is just useless, just like if you blow on the steel, can you blow the steel to pieces?"

Lu Sheng took a deep breath, these things that the Great Elder told him were the essence of the school's long-term exploration, and they were the lessons learned by countless ancestors who had paid countless lives after trying to use manpower to fight against the divine soldiers.

Today, he is not walking on the path of these ancestors.

The first time, and this was the first time, he really resonated with the school.

They are all the same kind of people, and they are all doing their best to get rid of the world controlled by the divine blade.

"Okay, it's almost over, you've seen the power of the Fa, let's go out first. The Great Elder sighed.

"Yes. Lu Sheng nodded.

Following the Great Elder's slight leap, the two quickly returned to the entrance of the cave where they had entered before.

On the way back, the alliance was imminent, and the Great Elder was also a little worried, so he mentioned it in passing.

"We will meet soon, and you and I will have to play at that time, and you will be the same for Senior Sister Hexiang. When the time comes, the two of you will have to deal with a lot of reproaches.

Now that my Yuan Demon Sect is in decline, it will definitely attract many sinister people who covet the resources of our school. No matter what you do, you have to remember one thing - do what you can.

Regardless of victory or defeat, resources are dead things, talent is the most important, things and resources can be earned again, but if people are gone, they are really gone!"

Lu Sheng nodded heavily.

The Great Elder continued: "Now that there are only the two of you left in my Yuan Demon Sect, I have passed on the secret techniques that should be passed on to you, how to practice, if you have any questions about listening to the secret skill, you can come to me and ask." But with other veins, there is no way. I know you're talented, but you have to do what you can and focus on one thing to achieve more. ā€

"Disciple remember. Lu Sheng nodded respectfully, although the strength of the Great Elder was not as good as him, the guidance and teachings he had been giving him a lot of help and avoiding many detours. Therefore, it is not impossible to seriously respect him as a teacher.

"It's good that you understand. Sometime... Sometime.... Alas...."The road ahead was confused, and the Great Elder didn't know what to say for a while.

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Lonely Smoke City.

Lin family.

The huge attic is hundreds of meters high, and the ice-blue eaves are covered with all kinds of silk ornaments.

The attic is like magnifying the attic of an ordinary large family dozens of times, and the whole stands in the middle of the city, which is the most conspicuous and eye-catching landmark building.

Everything else is tall, and the towers are lower than them.

On the observation deck on the top floor of the attic, a slender man dressed in white with long sleeves fluttering down his sleeves is quietly overlooking the large street of houses below.

The man's face is not handsome, but it is extremely cold, and the face is clearly angular, just very ordinary facial features, combined together, it gives people a different kind of cold charm.

Anyone who sees him can't help but think of the frozen sapphire.

"Lin Huandao. What's the matter with the loss on the other side of the wandering god, I need you to give me a detailed explanation!" the man looked at the scenery below, but his tone was one behind him.

"Young Master, it's just a small change in the plan. It was also expected that the departure of the wandering god would encounter obstacles. The man behind him was a tall and sturdy man in red, with a full beard and a beard. Hearing the inquiry, his face remained unchanged, and he only replied calmly. "Besides, those so-called school masters and elites, one by one, dare to call themselves wandering gods? ā€

"No matter how bad the cannon fodder is, it is better than the garbage outside. Lin Beikai said coldly, turning his head and staring at the big man behind him. "The wandering god is the power I have built up single-handedly, are you stretching your hands too long. ā€

"The power of the young master, isn't it the power of the family? It is natural for the ring to be used for a while, why should the young master be so angry? As for the little loss...."Before Lin Huandao finished speaking, he was slapped in the face by a piece of paper.

"This is the little bit of loss you are talking about?" Lin Beikai faintly had a trace of murderous intent on his body. These elders of the family are really getting more and more disagreeable. Even his private forces dare to intervene?

Lin Huandao took down the paper, and he was not angry, but unfolded it and looked at it.

"The Phantom Water Palace was blocked, seriously injuring the two wandering gods. Three people from the Dongxiu Sect are missing, three people from the Yuan Demon Sect are missing, and the Hundred Refining School is missing... Hmm?!!" When Lin Huandao saw this, his eyes shrank slightly, and his face became solemn.

"I used a total of thirteen wandering gods, as well as seven cold generals, including eight people at the snake level, but I didn't expect that the Hundred Refining School alone would lose nine people?"

"Is this the little loss you are talking about?" Lin Beikai stared at him with evil eyes.

"This plan is intended to comprehensively integrate and eliminate key schools, and those who can be attracted will be co-opted and those who can't be merged will be replaced, and the plan is originally a plan for the young master, although the loss is a little bigger, but isn't it always within the tolerance range of the young master?"