Chapter 11 Is This a Senior Brother?

Seeing that Wang Yu took the initiative to apologize and salute, the other monks on the platform were blinded, and hurriedly tidied up their clothes and returned the salute.

Just kidding, this one was an uncle or uncle in their previous discussion!

Of course, they are not all such polite people.

It's just that for the people they approve, the etiquette that should be there is not bad.

"Is this the Interception?" Looking at the people who returned the gift, Wang Yu's heart warmed, and he felt at home for the first time.

Suddenly, he remembered the battle of the gods later, why did the sect end up like that?

Isn't it because of righteousness that everyone is a brother?

Shouting one by one, without thinking too much, and not caring about his own life and death, how dangerous things are.

The whole thing is, if you dare to touch my brother, I will kill you!

"Hey, Senior Brother Yuhua, you're also here." Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure next to him, and hurriedly greeted him warmly.

After just experiencing the warmth of the interception, he is now in a good mood.

It's just that I don't know why, Senior Brother Yu Hua's face was a little ugly, and when he was greeted, he just raised his hand very reluctantly, looking sick.

"Sick? Shouldn't they, they're all monks, and they can still get sick? ”

Wang Yu was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it, glanced at the top and suddenly didn't know why, after the senior brothers who froze in place, he sat cross-legged and re-cultivated.

"Visualize the neutron star, and that's pretty much it... Next, it's time to practice Manado. ”

In this visualization, he found a problem.

The stronger his own strength, the more neutron star fluctuations he could visualize, and the faster he could digest them.

And the greater the Neutron Star's transformation of himself, the faster his cultivation will be.

The two sides are proportional and circulate almost infinitely.

This means that he can almost walk on this infinite loop road, and his strength continues to soar.

It's just important to note that both sides need to go hand in hand and not focus on one side to the limit.

That's too slow.

Thinking about it, when the last bit of light in his mind dissipated, all distracting thoughts disappeared, and the Dao Yun Ocean reappeared, and he began to cultivate.

……

After all, this is a holy place for cultivation, not a chat room, and time is precious and cannot be wasted.

Wang Yu went back to practice and quieted down, but the other monks around him couldn't calm down.

"Yuhua... What did he just call you? A monk not far from Yuhua looked at Yuhua and asked.

As soon as these words came out, all the monks looked at Yu Hua and held their breath.

This place, for a moment, was quiet and scary.

"Senior brother!" Feeling the eyes of everyone, among them there were many senior brothers he knew, Yu Hua sighed and said.

Of course he knew why these people were behaving the way they were now.

Previously, this group of people was shocked for a long time because of the performance of Wang Yu's junior brother, chatted for a long time, and finally gave people the identity of an uncle and uncle.

As a result, now I suddenly found that the other party was not only not the uncle or uncle they thought, but also the younger brother.

Who can accept this?

"He's a junior brother!" One of the monks exclaimed, and everyone was already trembling at the sound of his voice.

Such an outrageous performance, can it be a junior brother?

"Yu Hua, do you know him?" Another monk asked at Yu Hua, wanting to speak again.

Yu Hua knew what he wanted to ask, and while nodding, he simply said everything he knew: "His name is Wang Yu, and his master is the master of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. ”

"According to what he said, he has just started, so he calls me Senior Brother, we met before Huoling Mountain."

Hearing this, everyone was silent, looking at each other, they all saw the complexity in each other's eyes, and they wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say it.

"Wait, you just said that he was just getting started?" At this time, a monk noticed the problem and said loudly: "A monk who has just started has such a talent, why, we don't know?" ”

Boom~

In an instant, everyone looked over again.

Yes, although there are many disciples of the sect, the rules in all aspects are perfect, and no genius will be buried.

Generally speaking, as long as it is a true genius, it will quickly spread and be known by most people.

Especially a genius like Wang Yu is now becoming, this is no longer something that a genius can describe, it is completely Tianjiao.

Even if it is the same period as those real bigwigs in the sect, I am afraid it is not too bad.

How could they know now that they were so arrogant?

"Yes, that's what he said." Facing everyone's doubts, Yu Hua said calmly.

He didn't explain, because, too, he was skeptical about it.

"Is that so?" Seeing Yu Hua's attitude, everyone looked at Wang Yu again.

At this look, I couldn't help but widen my eyes one after another.

One exclaimed, "That's... Manado? ”

In his eyes, Wang Yu sat on the platform, and hundreds of millions of golden lights suddenly burst out around his body, surrounding his body, flying and turning, and the light was dotted, like a sea of light.

Everyone's pupils dilated rapidly, because in their angles, countless points of light flew to form a golden crow that was a foot tall.

They are also disciples of the Interception Sect, the great name of Manado, of course they still know.

It's just that because they know it, at this time, they are even more shocked.

"Is it really Manado?" On the right side of the mountain, a red-clothed Taoist stood on the edge of the stone platform, looking at the billions of points of light on Wang Yu's body in disbelief, and muttered in a low voice.

He stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, an orange fire raven flew out, shook its wings, and sprinkled orange flames.

The red-clothed Taoist numbly stretched out his hand, and the flames burst out, turning into seventy-two orange Dao texts, and then each one of them shattered again, turning into seventy-two Ten Thousand Avens Dao Yun.

Dao Yun gathered in the palm of the hand, like a sea of stars.

It's just that......

The red-clothed Taoist looked at the small Xinghai in his palm, and then looked at the Xinghai around the body of the junior disciple who was claimed to be a new beginner... He wanted to cry inexplicably.

The same is the Mando art of cultivation... How do you feel that your cultivation is a toy version?

"When did Manado need so many Dao Aggregates?" Some monks were shocked and asked, very puzzled.

Everyone also looked at that side in shock, looking inexplicable, and they were all stunned.

What they saw was beyond their knowledge.

Especially for the cognition of the famous Daluo Divine Power of Manado.

In their impression, when the magic power of Ten Thousand Crows is cultivated, the maximum number requirement should be 129,600, which is exactly in line with the number of a Yuan Hui.

But now, what do they see?

That glance is innumerable, dense as the stars of the Manado Dao Essence, how many are more than one Yuan Hui?

Intellectually, they don't want to believe their eyes, they don't want to believe that it's the magic of Manado.

However, what they saw in their eyes made their sanity falter.

Two complex emotions hit the brain, making people's eyes red.

"Is this Manado?"