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"What's the matter, why is the effect of this Sumeru power different from that recorded in the classics?" Zhen Yinjian was a little surprised.

According to the Sumeru Sutra, the power of Sumeru enters the body to stimulate the body, and at first you will feel a trace of soreness, and then you will experience the feeling of the air flow and the hundred acupoints.

Now the power that Zhen Yinjian drew from this boundary wall did not have such an effect at all, which made him very suspicious.

Could it be that something went wrong here? Zhen Yinjian thought so in his heart.

At this time, he was hanging in the middle of the sky, trying to use his Dharma knowledge to spread in his body, feeling the characteristics of the power of Sumeru just now. However, Zhen Yinjian soon discovered something that surprised him.

That is, he could no longer feel the power of Sumeru in his body.

"How is this possible?" Zhen Yinjian felt very shocked at this moment. You know, he had clearly felt the power of Sumeru drawn from the boundary wall into his body before. How did it get to his body that the power of Sumeru was gone?

Thinking of this, Zhen Yinjian felt more and more incredible, this is something that is not recorded in the "Sumeru Sutra", and it is even more of a headache for Zhen Yinjian at this time.

"Could it be that this Sumeru power has been assimilated by mana after entering my body?" Zhen Yinjian guessed in his heart.

This is not impossible, after all, the power of Sumeru is not the power of this realm, and the use of it in this realm must be somewhat restricted. It's just that this is just a conjecture in Zhen Yinjian's heart, and there is no corroboration, and Zhen Yinjian doesn't dare to assert that.

Although he was in trouble, Zhen Yinjian was not upset. He closed his eyes and hovered in the air, surrounded by thunderclouds and raging lightning, and above his head was a black sky with no end in sight.

His magic consciousness turned into an extremely tiny existence at this moment, and he began to check every inch of mana and every inch of muscle weight in his body little by little. He didn't believe that the power of Sumeru, which was an out-of-realm force, had been completely assimilated, leaving no trace of himself.

Half a cup of tea has passed, and Zhen Yinjian has not yet found anything abnormal. The time of a cup of tea has passed, and Zhen Yinjian still has not found it. Knowing that after half an hour's effort, Zhen Yinjian's face finally appeared different.

At this time, he opened his eyes and finally understood where the power of Sumeru belonged.

It turns out that this power of Sumeru exists both in his mana and in his physical body. It is true that the power of Sumeru has been assimilated by this world, but all the assimilated powers retain their original characteristics and can restore their original effects.

In other words, the power of Sumeru is transformed into mana, physical power, and even the power of the law, but it can also be transformed into its original state again under certain conditions.

When he saw all this, Zhen Yinjian's heart was faintly clear. As an extraterrestrial force, the power of Sumeru can be transformed into many kinds of power in this realm, which in itself means that it is an existence with a higher level of power than this realm.

If you can master this kind of power, you may not only be able to make Sumeru's weapons, but you can even use it for other purposes, and even turn it into your own combat power.

Of course, this is just Zhen Yinjian's wishful thinking, and it is still unknown whether the power of Sumeru can be turned into combat power. Of course, now that he has figured out the changes in Sumeru's power, Zhen Yinjian has finally felt at ease.

He returned to the ruined temple with the power of Sumeru in his body, and when he just landed in front of the ruined temple, a familiar voice appeared behind his ears.

"Big brother, are you out?" Lingxi stood behind Zhen Yinjian, looking at him curiously.

Since his grandfather was rescued, the little beggar has been grateful to Zhen Yinjian, and wants to thank Zhen Yinjian for his good life, but he has never found a suitable opportunity. After all, Zhen Yinjian is either studying the power of this Sumeru alone in a side house in a ruined temple these days, or discussing the content of this "Sumeru Sutra" with his grandfather, but he has no opportunity to communicate with the other party.

Today, when he saw that there was no one in the side house, he knew that Zhen Yinjian was not contemplating the "Sumeru Sutra", and when he walked out of the door, he didn't see the other party, so he knew that Zhen Yinjian had gone out.

Originally, he was still a little worried that he would not be able to thank the other party and never see Zhen Yinjian again, but his grandfather was very calm about this, and told him that Zhen Yinjian still had unfinished business and would not leave, which calmed his worry.

Sure enough, Zhen Yinjian came back in just an hour, and when he saw Zhen Yinjian again, he was naturally much happier.

"Yes, I went out for a while. Zhen Yinjian nodded, and his attitude towards the little beggar was much better than at the beginning. Although the child stole his Sumeru bag, it was also to save people, and it also gave him the opportunity to contact the power of Sumeru.

In addition, the white-bearded old man takes care of himself a lot, no matter how he says, he will no longer treat him as a simple thief.

He said that he went out and didn't go anywhere, which was a sign that he wanted to keep some secrets and didn't look like lying to the other party. It's just that the little beggar Lingxi didn't hear the meaning of his words, but smiled and said to Zhen Yinjian:

"I see that you have been cultivating hard for a long time, big brother, and you don't seem to be satisfied, don't be anxious. When my grandfather taught me to master the power of Sumeru, it took me three years to master it. ”

"Lingxi, when did you start learning to master the power of this Sumeru?" Zhen Yinjian had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly asked his little beggar to come. He vaguely felt as if he had underestimated the white-bearded and chubby old man.

It seems that his mastery of the power of Sumeru should be not low, but he is unwilling to tell himself the details of the mastery of the power of Sumeru, and there are obviously some reasons for this.

Maybe it's to be wary of his strangers, maybe it's to keep a hole hand. Anyway, although Zhen Yinjian can understand this, it is not very pleasant.

Because of this, he wanted to ask the little beggar about his cultivation of Sumeru's power.

"If you talk about the power of Sumeru, I started learning it at the age of ten, and at first I ...... "The little beggar Lingxi explained to Zhen Yinjian the process of his cultivation of the power of Sumeru. Through these, Zhen Yinjian learned that this little Lingxi was really quite extraordinary.

He is only seventeen or eighteen years old now, and if you count it according to the age of a cultivator, he can only be regarded as an ignorant person who has never entered the Tao. However, such a child has mastered the power of Sumeru in three years, and now he has cultivated the power of Sumeru for four or five years, and the realm has reached the innate realm, not to mention, and even has the body of a monk who does not belong to the Dao realm, which is undoubtedly a very powerful thing.

Of course, through Xiao Lingxi's explanation, he gradually understood why he was able to master the power of Sumeru, but he didn't know much about the power of Sumeru.