Lu Yu possesses two ancient body-training techniques, and has practiced countless ancient martial arts. He has followed the line of ancient monks, and is different from most of the pseudo-immortals today.
Others present may have had other adventures, but in terms of physical fitness, no one can compare with Lu Yu.
However, not everyone can understand what he said.
Duke Yan Sheng, Meng Xuanzhou and others suddenly showed displeasure on their faces.
They are mortal bodies, so what is Lu Yu?
"The emergence of the Xuantian Scripture is a major event for the entire world. All treasures in the world can only be found by those who are destined to possess them. Since this ancient Taoist Scripture has been seen by all of us, then we are also qualified to take a look!" Meng Xuan
Zhou said in a deep voice.
Not only them, but also Lu Tiangang, Ao Guang and others were also somewhat moved.
Xuantian Jing, this is the Taoist scripture that exists in legend. Although they were subdued by Lu Yu, they still wanted to see it in their hearts.
"If you want to see it, feel free to do it. Don't blame me, ancestor, for not warning you in advance." Dahei was leisurely and didn't care at all.
The Ancient Dao Sutra was in front, and everyone present no longer hesitated, and all walked up, intending to block the true appearance of the Xuantian Sutra.
On this scroll, countless ancient scriptures are densely engraved, and in some places there are even patterns drawn. They are as thin as mosquitoes and flies, and you need to distinguish them carefully to see them clearly.
If you just glance at it briefly, you won't feel anything. But if you want to understand it in detail, you will immediately feel dizzy and even your soul will be damaged.
"I am a descendant of a saint, how could I not understand these scriptures?"
Yanshenggong slapped his palm between his eyebrows, and his eyes suddenly emitted a ray of light again.
At this moment, his soul power expanded to the extreme.
Yanshenggong received enough replenishment of soul power and once again set his sights on the Xuantian Sutra.
However, this time, he only managed to hold on for a few breaths before finally failing.
The words recorded in the Xuantian Sutra were complicated, difficult to understand, and extremely mysterious, which exceeded his understanding.
And the few other people who came to watch were not much better.
Meng Xuanzhou was shaky, but Meng Zhuyun supported him from behind, preventing him from falling to the ground.
Li Ji also snorted and didn't say much, but it was obviously a failure. Uh.
As for the Great Witch Zhu, Snow King and others, they themselves did not have enough training in the power of the soul, and they could not persist for too long, so they were defeated.
"Why! Why can't we see it, but this kid can do anything?" Snow King roared unwillingly.
His words spoke the thoughts of everyone present.
This is the Xuantian Sutra.
Even in ancient times, this was something that countless monks fought for.
This treasure was clearly right in front of them, but even so, they couldn't see it.
Seeing Lu Yu's realization, the power of Xuantian Sutra poured into Lu Yu's body one after another. A trace of jealousy inevitably arose in everyone's hearts.
Moreover, if it really comes to the end, Lu Yu will not let him go so easily based on what he did before.
A flash of red light gradually flashed across Snow King's eyes.
He had a grudge against Lu Yu, but now that he saw Lu Yu comprehending the Xuantian Sutra unscrupulously, how could he not feel angry?
"What I can't get, you can't even imagine!"
Snow King suddenly roared, poured mana into the long sword behind his back, and stabbed Lu Yu with one sword.