Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 125: Master Hulk, the Law of Heaven and Earth

Zhao Yuanhai looked at the flying sword in front of him in surprise.

He could clearly feel a strange force surging from his meridians and gathering on these flying swords.

Even...it seems like he can control them?
Du Mu also felt this situation and was quite surprised, but when he recalled that he was in Luo Sect at that time, the illusory images cast by those high-level officials could also attack under their control, he understood it.

Although the energy itself comes from himself, after all, all this magic power is transmitted through some kind of...special mental fluctuations of Zhao Yuanhai.

In fact, this relationship can be described using computers. Du Mu is equivalent to the administrator who controls the traffic and source code, while Zhao Yuanhai is the user who controls the software at the terminal.

Du Mu can take back the magic power given to Zhao Yuanhai at any time, but if permitted, Du Mu can also give up using mental power to control this part of the magic power and give the right to use this part of the magic power to Zhao Yuanhai.

"Brother Zhao, you come and try to control him."

Peter and Banner then showed surprised expressions.

"Wait, this person used this spell? Master, didn't you say that you can't teach us these spells?"

Peter immediately started yelling and was held down on the head by Hulk, who pushed him back.

They were unmoved by the appearance of these flying swords and thought they were created by Du Mu.

Although it is essentially correct.

Zhao Yuanhai quickly explained: "It wasn't me who used it, but Master Du was... blessing us?"

When Zhao Yuanhai said the word "bless", he immediately felt it was quite appropriate.

At the same time, he also obeyed Du Mu's command and tried to control these flying swords.

However, Zhao Yuanhai’s mental strength was not enough to do two things at once. As soon as he took over these flying swords, they immediately began to fly crookedly.

He was startled and almost hurt by the flying sword. Du Mu immediately dissipated the extra flying swords in time, leaving only one.

The reason why so much was condensed just now was to test how much mana transmission Zhao Yuanhai's spirit could withstand.

Now it seems that perhaps it is because Du Mu did not ask for the other party's spiritual power feedback, the other party does not have much mana available, and ten flying swords are already the limit.

These swords are simply used to fight against enemies. None of them have tassels and they are not flying swords that can be flown by stepping on them.

With only one flying sword left, Zhao Yuanhai held his breath and concentrated, immediately realizing the connection between himself and the sword.

Under his incredulous and even excited gaze, the sword moved freely and began to swim in the air like a fish.

Zhao Yuanhai even boldly controlled the flying sword and circled around himself.

This scared the people nearby and they all stepped back, but they were still excited as they watched the bright white flying sword that Zhao Yuanhai was controlling at will.

After all, everyone came here together, and they may all be able to obtain what Zhao Yuanhai has performed in the future.

When they thought that they would be like immortals, controlling flying swords and taking people's heads from a hundred feet away with an easy and graceful posture as if taking something from a bag, several people were so excited that they almost broke the Heart Cleansing Spell that Du Mu was casting on them.

However, this Qingxin Mantra was nothing special. It was just a simulation of the movies and TV shows Du Mu had watched in his previous life. Due to the coarseness of magic power on mental power and soul, the principle of the Qingxin Mantra was almost equivalent to physically cooling the brain and suppressing excessive adrenaline, just like what was done to Banner, rather than doing anything mentally.

Du Mu looked at Zhao Yuanhai's operation and nodded. Sure enough, when the other party was controlling the flying sword, he didn't need to expend extra energy to control it.

This might be useful in the future. At least Du Mu doesn't have many ways to improve his mental strength, but his magic power...

Thinking of the thousands of students at Hogwarts, Du Mu sighed.

It seems that in the future, the excess magic power may not require so much mental power to control, and there will be places to use it.

Du Mu tried to take back some of the power when Zhao Yuanhai used the magic flying sword. The flying sword slowly shrank in size, but Zhao Yuanhai's control was not interrupted.

Zhao Yuanhai and others didn't even notice this.

Yes, there are almost no shortcomings... If I have to say something, it is that these things, in the essential sense, do not improve Du Mu himself.

But Du Mu has too many ways to improve himself, and he doesn't need to follow Luo Zu's path.

Hulk came over at this time and said to Zhao Yuanhai: "Try to poke me with this, let me see the power."

Zhao Yuanhai was shocked and said repeatedly, "I know that Master Haotian has the same physique as the giant spirit, but this flying sword is not mine. It was given to us by Master Du. If the two masters have a causal rift because of me, I will be blamed for it!"

Hulk scratched his head, not quite understanding what Zhao Yuanhai said, let alone Peter, who had no idea about Eastern culture and had only recently started learning Chinese.

Du Mu didn't expect that Zhao Yuanhai thought so much. Maybe he thought he had really seen a god, so he took some fictitious rules in the storytelling seriously.

He shook his head and smiled, "It's okay. Didn't I tell you? We are not immortals. We don't have so many rules. Besides, Hulk's skin is very hard and it's difficult for you to break it. Let's just give it a try."

Although Zhao Yuanhai was still a little nervous, he trusted Du Mu's words unconditionally. Upon hearing this, he began to control the flying sword seriously and slowly stabbed towards Hulk.

It looks like he's afraid that Hulk won't be able to dodge.

It was also the first time that Hulk faced Du Mu's magical attack. He stretched out his finger curiously and tapped the tip of the flying sword.

The flying sword pressed a little on Hulk's skin, and Zhao Yuanhai felt it was difficult to advance an inch, but he didn't dare to stab with all his strength.

Seeing this, Du Mu stopped making things difficult for the other party and said, "Okay, let's stop here today."

Zhao Yuanhai breathed a sigh of relief and retracted his flying sword, but he was still in an excited state.

Du Mu said a few more words to them. Seeing that Hulk and another Western Yi boy seemed to have something to say to Du Mu, they said goodbye and left.

Du Mu also wanted to test whether the transmission of magic power would increase loss during the process after they left for a distance, so he did not stop them.

After the others left, Hulk suddenly asked, "Master, can I learn that? Although you tried to teach me the Qi before, I didn't feel anything and it just melted away. Maybe I can try this?"

Du Mu was stunned. Magic power comes completely from blood. In the world of Hogwarts, even the union of two pure-blooded wizards could produce a dud who has no magic or cannot use magic. Even a powerful wizard cannot solve this situation.

The knowledge that wizards cannot make Muggles and Squibs master magic is a self-evident law in the entire magical world. When Du Mu tried to give Li Xiaoqi an initiation, she found it difficult to absorb and had to give up.

From then on, Du Mu thought that the only way to enhance his magical power was to start with the children of Hogwarts.

But at this moment, Du Mu looked up and down at the muscular Hulk and suddenly felt... he could give it a try.

Anyway, with Hulk's self-healing ability, I'm afraid even if his body explodes, he can still heal himself.

What's more, it is impossible for Du Mu to ignore Hulk's safety and force-inject a large amount of magic power into him. As long as he grasps the standards, Hulk will not be in any danger, so he can give it a try.

"Okay, Hulk, stretch out your hand and try to control the magic power that your master is transmitting to you."

Hulk suddenly became excited, but he was too tall, and it was not comfortable for him to bend over while Du Mu passed on his skills. So he simply knelt on one knee, palm facing up, and stretched out his hand to Du Mu.

Du Mu put his hand on Hulk's fingers and began to teach him skills.

Since it was his first time to receive the initiation of magical powers, Du Mu was very serious.

The smoothness with which things went went beyond Du Mu's expectations.

After all, the meridians in Hulk's body are so wide that they are like an 800-mile quicksand river. Even if he doesn't control his magic power at all, it would be difficult to hurt Hulk's meridians.

Therefore, the true energy from before disappeared like a drop in the ocean.

Hulk felt the power entering his body, his face lit up with joy, he raised his head and said: "Master, I feel... a magical energy, but I can't control it yet."

Du Mu began to try to circulate the magic power in the meridians in Hulk's body, and said to Hulk: "Remember the locations where these magic powers are circulating, and try to take over and control them."

Hulk nodded repeatedly, and Peter watched from the side with some trepidation, although he didn't know what he was trepidatious about.

Maybe as the second senior brother, he cares about the third junior brother?

Peter couldn't help but snickering when he thought of this, but he would never dare say this in front of Hulk.

Hulk has a taboo word for Peter alone, and that is "Third Junior Brother"... Even if it was just "Junior Brother", it would be fine, but if you add the number three, Hulk gets angry, and he doesn't know why.

Half an hour passed quickly, Du Mu slowly finished his training and asked Hulk, "How is it? How much can you digest and circulate?"

Hulk said with a bitter face: "This... It feels like the energy has been circulating in my body for a long time, and there is no sign of being able to control them."

Du Mu frowned slightly. It seemed that the independence of magic power still made it impossible to use this method of transmitting true Qi in a compatible way.

Fortunately, Du Mu just experimented with a technique today that allows others to control their own magic power.

As soon as Du Mu raised his hand, a stone flew up from the ground and fell into his palm. Du Mu squeezed it lightly, and the stone dust fell down, turning into the magic weapon he had given to Zhao Yuanhai and others before.

He placed the prismatic stone in Hulk's palm and said, "Hulk, come on, try to activate it, infuse it... Wait, you don't seem to have any real energy."

After the experiment just now, Du Mu has determined that the circuit inside the prismatic stone needs to be activated by mental power, and then it can produce the mental signals that he can sense after performing this set of sacrificial methods.

And this thing called true Qi... from the most basic level of cultivation, it already includes human mental strength.

As the saying goes, refining essence into qi, the true qi is so controllable to the controller because of its special nature of containing a large amount of mental power. Therefore, for ordinary warriors, as long as they can use true qi to infuse the prismatic stone, it is equivalent to completing the same operation with the mind.

But Hulk doesn't really get angry...

Du Mu was thinking that things might become a little troublesome, but while Du Mu was thinking, Hulk remained focused on the tiny prismatic stone in his palm.

Gradually, Du Mu felt the temperature around him starting to rise, and he immediately looked at Hulk.

At this time, Hulk's skin gradually changed from green to red...

"Banner?" Banner appeared on his own initiative at this time, probably because he was confident that he could activate this prismatic stone.

A surge of heat rushed into the stone, it was Banner's blood!

After swallowing some Shura's blood, Banner gained the ability to control blood, and almost in an instant, the circuit inside the stone was destroyed by the heat of the blood.

Seeing this, Du Mu thought Banner had failed.

But then, he felt an almost warm spiritual signal from the silent Banner.

Du Mu immediately understood. After Banner injected heat into the prismatic stone, he instantly memorized the mental circuit inside. He no longer relied on external forces, but simply used his own consciousness to simulate.

Du Mu smiled slightly, it seems Banner is also a good student.
He no longer hesitated and immediately poured all his magic power into Banner's body along the mental signal.

After receiving the magic power, Banner also controlled them and began to imitate the meridian circulation trajectory that Du Mu had just run for Hulk.

Du Mu, on the other hand, carefully peeled off his control over those magical powers bit by bit, and "released" them into Banner's body as if he was releasing a skill.

Suddenly, Du Mu felt that for every additional magic power he released, ten times the magic power would be returned from the void!

And these magical powers are completely different from what Du Mu got from Harry...it carries a surge of heat.

After Du Mu integrated the continuously fed back magic power with his original magic power, he tried to condense a flying sword in front of himself.

Suddenly, a flying sword that seemed to be carved from ruby ​​or red crystal appeared in front of Du Mu.

Du Mu felt the surging heat and realized that as long as he wanted, he could easily consume some of his magic power to continuously increase the heat of the flying sword.

It's nothing...

Du Mu glanced at Banner, who was absorbing magic power with his eyes closed, and Peter, who was sweating profusely and had retreated to the wall due to the heat.

He immediately wrapped his magic power around Banner, and the temperature in the entire martial arts hall dropped again in an instant.

really……

Du Mu felt the warmth coming from Banner and nodded.

He does not need to increase the heat of his mana himself, and as long as the temperature of his mana is lower than that of another heat source, he can continue to absorb the heat from the heat source.

At this time, the magic shield covering Banner was becoming redder and brighter, almost like a red quartz lens.

But the temperature of the martial arts hall no longer rises, because Du Mu can choose to release the heat of mana in one direction. At the same time, he can also actively reduce the heat of his own mana, but just like increasing the heat, it requires extra mana consumption.

Du Mu felt the magic power constantly surging from the void and smiled slightly.

What he lacks the least now is magic power.

Banner should have also been aware of the situation around him. With Du Mu's protection, he was very confident in digesting his own thermal energy. The ground beneath his feet was almost burned into magma.

The temperature inside the martial arts hall has gradually returned to normal, but there seems to be a huge ruby ​​in the center, bright red all over, but you can't see what's inside.

Du Mu's mental strength was enough to do two things at once. While Banner was using heat to refine his magic power, he controlled another ball of magic power, took a look at it, and threw it at Peter.

Peter suddenly felt cold all over and shivered. Then he was surprised to see that the air he exhaled turned into white mist.

It was so hot just now, why did it suddenly become so cold?
The next moment, Peter was surprised to find that there was a layer of white frost on the ground.

Du Mu nodded with satisfaction. Although cooling down consumes much more mana than increasing heat, the difference with heat is that as long as the temperature is lowered by a few dozen degrees, it can produce very obvious effects.

In order to prevent Peter from catching a cold, Du Mu did not let the temperature drop further.

Although he could already use the refrigeration spell on his cola gourd, that required concentration to cast, and the temperature difference that could be controlled was not large. Now his magic power could adjust the temperature in a very simple way, greatly increasing its practicality.

Of course, the most important thing is... with Banner's physique, almost half an hour has passed, and the speed of refining magic power still shows no signs of stopping.

Du Mu felt the magic power in his body surging more and more, which was almost five times his previous total magic power.

Finally, Banner's speed of refining magic power slowed down.

Du Mu used up his magic power to cool down Banner who was wrapped in it. The red crystal became dimmer and dimmer, and finally turned into bright blue ice crystals.

"Boom."

Banner smashed the surrounding ice crystals with one punch, creating debris all over the ground.

Peter looked at the fragments on the ground curiously and found that they were not ice... but glass.

There was a large piece of ground missing in front of the martial arts arena, and the silicon dioxide in it had been completely melted into glass by Banner's practice.

Banner looked up, took a deep breath, and stood still, feeling the new power in his body.

At this time, Du Mu said, "I remember you once said that you wanted to learn the spell that stopped the blood tsunami, right? 'Expecto Patronus', this is the spell I used to drive the white whale to cast a spell. You can also try it. The most important point of this spell is to recall your happiest memory."

Banner nodded and raised his hand, but hesitated.

Happiest memory?
Does he really have this thing?

But his relaxed mood still told Banner that he did have it.

There were none in the past, but there are plenty now.

Getting along with those kids, communicating with Hulk, and working with Connors.

I taught those children modern knowledge, constantly told them stories I had heard, and watched their admiring eyes.

He and Hulk understand each other, completely forgive each other's existence, accept each other, and become inseparable friends.

Researching drugs that can cure ordinary people is just a business, and we can cure unimaginable numbers of patients every minute and every second.

Looking back, Muran realized that he had actually lived a meaningful, valuable, beautiful and peaceful life that he had never imagined before.

And all of this was brought by the Master.

"Call the gods to protect you."

Banner spoke clearly and his tone was full and confident.

How could he not be confident? Because he was now in the peak state he had never been in in his life.

In an instant, a red figure soared into the sky behind Banner.

Du Mu was quick to use his magic power to protect the building of the martial arts school, thus saving the school from disaster.

He raised his head, looked at the shadow in the sky, and couldn't help but smile.

Yes, what other image could Banner’s patron saint be?

A huge red Hulk stepped on the magic barrier created by Du Mu and scanned the entire Kowloon Bay.

Countless residents of Kowloon Bay spotted this burly man whose presence was simply explosive at first sight.

At the beginning, many people were frightened because of his red figure. They still remembered the red tsunami.

However, after seeing the other person's appearance clearly, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yuanhai, who had already left, looked at the shadow of Hulk in astonishment.

"This... could this be the legendary Law of Heaven and Earth?"

The person beside him who had received the initiation and was a storyteller on weekdays, suddenly loosened his grip and dropped the gavel directly to the ground with a bang. With a feeling of honor and great joy, he suddenly cheered loudly: "Master Haotian... Bah, Master Haoxian has also cultivated supernatural powers!"

"This is truly the birth of a giant spirit!"

"It is such a blessing for a small place like Kowloon Bay to have two immortal masters in charge! How lucky we are!"

Seeing that he seemed to know some inside information, the people around him came over and asked excitedly.

The storyteller, however, kept his lips tightly shut, his heart as clear as a mirror... He would never tell anyone about their affairs without the immortal's permission.

But if I could get permission, I would have ten years to tell stories.

Inside the yamen, the county magistrate, who was looking at official documents with a frown on his face and full of indignation, heard some noise outside. He was moved and looked at the giant outside the window. He was stunned.

The document in his hand fell to the ground, but the county magistrate didn't care at all.

For a moment, it was like a blessing came to my heart.

The pent-up anger in the county magistrate's chest was swept away. He slammed the table and kicked it over, roaring, "Fuck your mother's emperor! Fuck your mother's Dashun! I won't serve such a bad government anymore! I'm going to cultivate immortality!"

Having said that, he rushed out of the yamen and ran towards the martial arts hall, not even caring about his boots falling off, and even ignoring the surprised yamen runners behind him.

The yamen runners looked at each other, wondering what had gone mad on the county magistrate.

But seeing the direction the county magistrate was running towards, which seemed to be right under the feet of the giant, they suddenly seemed to understand something.

He really deserves to be a county magistrate, he is so smart!
So they followed the magistrate, shouting, "Master! Master! Your boots fell off. Put them on first!"

But no one cared about the boots that the county magistrate dropped on the side of the road.

(End of this chapter)