Dragon Ball God Mu

In the empty and vast void, a hemispherical building with a bright red appearance and Inca culture floated there alone. The surrounding clouds were light and windy, and the air was very thin.

In the wide square, Mu Yang sat quietly on the slate, his eyes closed, his expression indifferent, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

Beside him, Bo Bo stood quietly, his calm eyes unblinking.

"You have already learned how to restrain your breath from Kaelin, and then you have to learn how to sense breath."

"...Just sit still like this. First, exercise mentally. When you realize that 'the lightning is fast, the sky is quiet', the speed and movement will become different, and the breath will be reduced to a minimum."

Bang bang bang!

With a trembling voice, Mu Yang closed his eyes and seemed to hear the beating of his heart.

According to Bobo's statement, he sank into Professor Bobo's artistic conception, and suddenly the feeling around him became completely different, and the whole person seemed to be flying. He seemed to be standing on a calm lake, which was so quiet and flawless that it was like a mirror, reflecting the scenery, giving you an unobstructed view.

In the tranquility, he saw the reflection of the beautiful lake in the fairyland; in the clearness, the details reflected the scene of nature, all of which are so peaceful, tranquil and peaceful.

He can clearly feel that his body is being reborn, and he feels that his strength has improved a lot at once, but in fact, his energy has not increased at all. All of this is his psychological effect, but his spirit is indeed transforming.

"That's right, that's it, get a good feel for your third perspective... You continue to sit still here, and I'll talk about the spirit of martial arts in detail."

Bobo slowly said that the sense of breath is definitely not standing in front of the opponent and feeling the energy intensity of the opponent, it is the roughest and lowest level, because when the opponent's energy reaches a certain level, even the level of ordinary warriors, Can roughly perceive the strength of the opponent.

True breath sensing, that is, with eyes closed, it can also predict the actions of the other party, and even combine with nature to perceive all the surrounding scenery.

The responsiveness of the naked eye is definitely not as good as that of the spirit, so using mental perception as the eye can more effectively demonstrate power.

Moreover, the naked eye has many limitations. If the light is too strong or too dark, it will affect the martial artist's ability to judge. Therefore, using qi beyond the naked eye to perceive the opponent's movements is a further improvement. For most races in the universe, this set works perfectly.

Bobo took out a ribbon and let Mu Yang cover his eyes.

"Next, try to find my location while completely out of sight."

"You first try to feel the breath I release..."

Bobo said word by word, his fingers gestured in front of Mu Yang, and his fingertips released a breath of breaking point from time to time.

A little, a little, a little...

Bobo's control of qi is almost perfect. When it is not released, it is as quiet as nothing. When it is released, it is like a waterfall, and it is majestic.

Immediately, the calm lake in his heart was turbulent, and Mu Yang keenly felt that the reflection of the originally serene lake light under his feet seemed to be distorted in a small circle, a small circle. The wonderful natural scene suddenly becomes full of flaws.

"You should feel it. You can judge based on sound, airflow, and vibration, and finally understand it and learn to use qi to perceive."

Bobo's voice was as flat as always, and it seemed to have reached the level of not eating fireworks in the world, but Muyang could still sense the kindness in it.

Bobo pointed at each other and did his best.

Muyang listened carefully and took every word of Bobo in his heart. Bobo's understanding of qi and mood far exceeded that of people in the lower realm, and his words and deeds already contained the mystery of realm.

In this way, time passed little by little, Mu Yang was carrying out his practice on the temple, and his perception ability was gradually increasing.

...

Nether, in a small remote village.

The forests are deep, and the mountains are densely covered.

"Lülülü..." The coachman drove the carriage along the winding mountain road, pa-ta, a stone bounced from the mountain road, flew down to the bottom of the cliff on the side of the mountain road, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Under the cliff between the mountains, a gray-white stone gate trembled a few times, and a large amount of gravel peeled off from the stone gate.

It was a stone gate full of strange patterns, with some cracks on the surface. It seemed to have stood in this valley for countless years. Suddenly, with a bang, the stone gate vibrated again, and between the two closed doors A crack appeared, and the door slowly opened to both sides.

A green creature with pointed ears carefully emerged from the crack of the door and looked at the scorching sun hanging in the air. The green creature was irradiated by the sun and immediately shouted "Chi Chi", as if frightened. Drilled back into the crack of the door.

After a long time, some of the same creatures took courage and walked out of the gate cautiously.

The small valley suddenly became lively.

On the temple, when the door was opened, the old god stood on the edge of the temple, and his expression suddenly changed.

"God, has something happened in the lower realm?"

Bobo asked worriedly.

Tianshen sighed, nodded and said, "A gate of the demon world in the lower realm that communicates with the small demon world has been opened. Fortunately, there are no powerful demons near that gate."

The earth is a very magical place, it communicates with the Yellow Springs, the Demon World, and some other mysterious fields. In ancient times, the earthlings were deeply harassed by other races, and martial arts developed from this. Although these portals were closed one by one due to the efforts of the ancient earthlings, there were still passages that were opened from time to time in the long years.

That little devil world is attached to the earth, and it is the devil world space attached to the earth.

"God, do you want me to close the door?"

Tianshen shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, they are just little demons, they can't make a big storm. By the way, how is Muyang's practice?" The demons in the little demon world, the gods don't care much, but care about Muyang's practice.

"He has gradually realized the true meaning of qi."

"As expected of the descendant of Noah God, cultivate it well, the lower realm needs a powerful warrior."

"Well, I'll train him well."

"By the way, Kaelin sent me a message. There is also a very good martial artist there. It has applied to send that person to the temple for a while." Bobo said about Kaelin Tower below. The matter, not long ago, the cat fairy sent him an application to send Sun Wufan to the temple.

"Oh, then let it send people up. Recently, a lot of talents have appeared."

The gods held on to the cane, and a smile appeared on the old wrinkled face.

In the past two hundred and fifty years, there was not a single person qualified to ascend to the temple, but now two people appeared at once. The temple has been quiet for hundreds of years. The last time it was so lively was when he competed with another person for the throne of the gods.

In that competition, in the end Noah God chose him to be the successor of God.

Thinking of the catastrophe caused by the fact that he wanted to become a god, there is guilt on the face of the god. If it wasn't for him, the Great Demon King Piccolo would not have cholera in the lower realm, and the martial arts of the lower realm would not have a great decline. , it's all about him.

It's been more than two hundred years in a flash, maybe he should consider looking for an heir.