"They fear the Buddha, so they use countless precepts to restrain themselves. But I am the only one who respects myself, so I will not be bound by any laws."
Lu Yu is evolving, his own way.
Before that, his spells were taught to him by Marquis Que. His inheritance in his previous life was that of the Ghost Emperor. Even his current martial arts cultivation was given by the Human Emperor.
Although Lu Yu followed his own path, he was always using other people's methods.
Whether it is immortal magic or martial arts, they are all inherited from the most unique and powerful source of power in ancient times. Their ferocity is unparalleled, making him unstoppable.
But in his last life, Lu Yu was, after all, a well-known Taoist figure in the heavenly realm, and could be regarded as a grand master. He already had the qualifications to become an independent sect on his own.
Although there are many dangers in the outside world, Lu Yu seems to have ignored all dangers at this moment, and his heart is full of peace.
A string of huge golden runes evolved in the palm of Lu Yu's hand. There were endless avenues hidden in them, making people intoxicated just by looking at them.
"There seems to be something wrong with him. He attacks with all his strength to destroy the soul of the blasphemer."
A Bodhisattva noticed Lu Yu's clues and shouted loudly.
Of course, the other Bodhisattvas would not give Lu Yu a chance, and used their most powerful Dharma to attack Lu Yu overwhelmingly.
Lu Yu drew a circle with his palms and used magic to block him, but he was beaten back dozens of meters by the combined forces.
This is an extremely dangerous situation. Lu Yu has been pushed to the limit, his soul is getting darker and darker, and he is on the verge of collapse.
But Lu Yu's eyes were still shining with dazzling light, full of fighting spirit.
In Lu Yu's mind, ancient inheritances flashed through his mind, filled with vast and surging aura. This is Lu Yu's background. If a person has no pen and ink in his heart, it is impossible to create anything.
In a daze, Lu Yu's mind recalled the figures of ancient creatures that appeared in the ancient ruins.
That primitive creature looked extremely old, and the green bull he was riding was several times more powerful than the old man in terms of size and momentum.
But such an ordinary-looking old man seems to have endless power in his body. Even the ancient human emperor is no match for him.
"The way he displays is different from ours."
Lu Yu was like a Quehou from ancient times, imagining each powerful person, learning from their strengths and weaknesses, and finally condensing his own magic power.
The creatures of the ancient world can take away the laws of the world with just a finger and a word.
For the ancient immortals, at most they could only display the way of heaven, but they could not truly master it.
But that ancient creature was so powerful that all laws obeyed his orders as soon as he spoke.
"Laws are tools, not constraints of heaven! Everything we thought before was wrong!"
Lu Yu felt as if he had spied on a certain bottleneck, something that no one had ever spied on before.
In his mind, countless details were accumulated, and a mysterious spell came into being.
A huge stone tablet was condensed in Lu Yu's hands.
"Why, did you have a good time playing?"
Lu Yu shouted loudly and slammed down the stone tablet with his hand, instantly breaking the Vajra Fist Bodhisattva's head.
Lu Yu's soul jumped up into the sky, held the stone tablet and smashed it down with all his strength, then swung it at the Bodhisattvas in front of him.