Dragon Ball God Mu

These sandbags are big and clumsy. At this stage, they can't play a role in assisting my practice. It seems that I have to go down the mountain and have someone build me a few pairs of 'wristbands' specially designed to increase the weight.

Mu Yang stared at the sandbags thrown on the ground, and in his mind he remembered the scene where Sun Wukong was cultivating with a huge load tied to Jiewang Xing. He currently doesn't have such good equipment, so he has to take a step back and replace it with steel first.

Although the technology in this world has just started, and electricity is not even popular in many places, the wrought iron technology should be there.

A few days later, a complete set of dark and metallic equipment appeared in Mu Yang's hands. Together, these metal equipment weighed hundreds of kilograms, which was enough for Mu Yang's current practice.

Putting on these props, Mu Yang quickly threw himself into comprehensive cultivation.

Heng Yue, punching, leaning down, stretching his legs... Mu Yang kept sweating in his courtyard.

Cultivation is a tedious thing. If you can't find joy in suffering, then it will be a very painful process, but Mu Yang enjoys it, because he knows that the so-called strong All forced out. In this Dragon Ball world where strength is respected, if there is no extraordinary perseverance, he will never have a chance in this life!

And as the practice continues, he can feel his own changes every day, his body strength is constantly improving, and his strength is also increasing. It has grown a little bit, and now it can gather in the body to the thickness of chopsticks.

It's not a lot, but it's a good start.

Today's practice is still going on, and before you know it, that small wisp of qi, like an earthworm, began to flow continuously in Mu Yang's body...

That qi started from the heart, bypassed the internal organs, and then rushed towards the brain along a small channel that seemed to be invisible.

Everything seemed normal, but at this moment, something unexpected happened.

When the breath swam to the location of the brain, it suddenly seemed to feel the call of some kind of power, and it suddenly walked out of the muscles and veins, entered the cerebral cortex, and then settled down in consciousness.

Oops, something went wrong.

An anxious sting came from the depths of consciousness, Mu Yang's body shook violently, and he woke up from the practice.

At this time, the breath was no longer under his control, Bang! Bang! Bang! It was like a beating heart, but the sound was definitely not from the heart, but from the depths of consciousness.

Mu Yang's face was horrified, and then his complexion began to turn from red to white, and finally became ashen, as if he was about to suffocate. He tried his best to control the qi in his body, but it had no effect. That wisp of qi was attached to his consciousness, like a sapling that took root, and the qi as fine as a gossamer wandered in the sea of ​​consciousness, gradually unleashed.

boom! ! The violent explosion seemed to open up the world.

It seemed that something had been broken through, and it seemed that nothing had happened. The violent shocks stirred up Mu Yang's eyes and almost shattered the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

When he came back to his senses, Mu Yang shuddered, and he found that his consciousness actually appeared in a gray-white space.

This is a strange space, the visibility around it is very low, and you can't see everything from ten meters away.

where is this place?

Mu Yang stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded. He didn't know why he appeared here. Could it be that he was practicing and suddenly broke the void? It doesn't make sense... I pinched my arm so hard, it would hurt!

Wait, something doesn't seem right! Mu Yang suddenly thought of one thing, is it not his conscious body that came in now, but his real body? And this is also a real space?

He was busy confirming his body, and finally came to the conclusion that his body really came in! He could still tell the difference between the conscious body and the real body.

What exactly is going on? As a senior Dragon Ball fan, he knows very well that in the Dragon Ball world, there is no such setting at all!

Muyang decided to find out!

He looked around in this small space, because the space itself was very small, Mu Yang reached the end within a few steps, and there was an invisible barrier blocking it five or six meters away, no matter what Mu Yang did No matter how hard you try, you can't go any further.

It seems that the size of this space is only ten meters in a radius. Mu Yang thought to himself as his palm rested on the edge of the space wall.

You must find a way to leave as soon as possible, otherwise you will be trapped here, but how can you leave? Mu Yang sat on the ground in distress.

This small pocket space is full of gray and white colors, and there is nothing else in it. The empty appearance is like a gray and white box. It is very similar to the spiritual time house, but it is not completely the same as the spiritual time house. In the same way, it is more deadly here, and obviously there will be no supplies.

This ten-meter space is clearly a cage, and I am locked in it!

Heck! Most of the protagonists in other novels encounter such a situation as a sign of the appearance of gold fingers.

Is there a bug in his life?

As time passed by, the gray-white space remained unchanged like an ancient starry sky.

Soon, six or seven hours passed, and Muyang still couldn't find a way to leave. But it's strange that, after so long, he didn't feel any hunger.

It's as if the body's consumption is in a state of complete cessation.

No, to be precise, it's not that his physical consumption has stopped, Mu Yang can feel that all his functions are normal.

The reason is that in this space, there are scattered gases everywhere in this space, and they are constantly replenishing his body's consumption.

The eyes light up, if you can come and go freely, this is an excellent place to practice.

Alas! Mu Yang sighed deeply, thinking about the use of so much, for so long, he had already decided that this space would not automatically send him away, and the old grandfather, the system, etc., did not exist.

Fortunately, he won't feel hungry here, at least he won't starve to death.

Since there will be no worries about life, and he will not be able to get out for a while, Muyang simply cultivates here. Maybe with the increase of his strength, he can break the confinement here and return to the original world!