In the blurred and dim river of light in the sea of spiritual consciousness, a small group of light that could not see the shape was wandering.

Until, he thought about who he was.

I'm Yang Qian, a former human and now a dire crocodile.

I'm a dreadnod!

The self-proclaimed Sancha River predator demon.

When he realized this, the small ball of light that he couldn't see suddenly took shape, and a small dire crocodile appeared.

It has a long mouth, bulging round eyes, a slender body, small limbs, and a long tail.

It seemed that in the depths of the sea of knowledge that I didn't know where, a loud bang came.

Then Yang Qian opened his eyes, and in peace, he would only make other dinosaurs feel that a bright light seemed to flash in his ferocious eyes, and then Yang Qian suddenly felt, how did this world become so clear? On Jiangxin Island under the sun, it seems that the texture of every stone can be seen clearly, and the leaf veins of every plant are so clear.

However, this feeling was only fleeting.

It seemed to be just an illusion, but Yang Qian knew that it was not an illusion.

What just happened?

Before I thought of the answer, I felt hot on my body.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a hot round and big sun overhead.

It's already noon, no wonder it's so hot!

It seems that cultivation is really the best thing to pass the time, and in Yang Gan's current situation, it can be said that there is no one.

There was not even a big tree on this small island in the center of the big river, Yang Gan quickly left the island and rushed into the river, which should have been hot at noon, but at this time he felt a little cool.

What kind of sunburned is this? Don't burn your super defensive crust and it's over.

Going around the island, I found a shadow under a relatively high rock to hide, and just felt the heat in my body become better, and my stomach was hungry again.

Fortunately, there are no plesiosaurs roaming around this Jiangxin Island, and it has become a paradise for fish.

It is also Yang Qian's paradise.

Because of the retreat of the plesiosaurs, a new batch of fish has moved here, a shark-like creature with a huge mouth. The biggest guy has ** rice, but it's not the guy with the most meat. Because their mouths are too big, they have a mouth like a big sword, two or three meters long, and they also have terrifying barbs on them.

In Yang Gan's impression, such a guy should live in the ocean.

With such a big mouth, he is not afraid of plunging headlong into the silt and sand at the bottom of the river and not being able to get out.

Yang Qian feasted while slandering.

The existence of these fish, which is basically smaller than their bodies, is their food, such as the juvenile dinosaur crocodile. But when they come across a bigger crocodile, it's just food. After eating, Yang Qian began to float in the shadow of the rocks next to the island, thinking about the various abnormalities of this cultivation.

For now, in addition to the benefits of suddenly feeling that the world has become so clear when you first open your eyes. Another more important thing is that when Yang Qian is hunting, his sensing range is larger.

This kind of sensing is not unique to him, but it is born with dinosaurs, and he detects the movements of his prey through a strange sensing organ on his nose, but he has suddenly become stronger after yesterday's cultivation. This ability is not unique to the dinosaur group, and other dinosaurs also have their own unique skills for survival.

For example, Tyrannosaurus rex, also known as Tyrannosaurus rex, can smell fresh blood from dozens of miles away. Relying on this talent, any injured dinosaur within a radius of dozens of miles will be turned into food by them.

Not only the nose sense, but also the eyes and hearing seem to be strengthened.

Don't look too much, in the Cretaceous period, any little enhancement may be a guarantee that you can survive better than other creatures of the same kind or other creatures.

This is probably the so-called enhancement of mental power.,I don't know if it's going to be forgotten in the future.。

Yang Qian thought a little proudly, after all, he was a person who had read countless novels, and he had to have this common sense. You don't even know your spiritual power, and you dare to say that you are a traverser?

As for this pirated version of the "Toad Gong" he cultivated, why did this happen, he thought about it for a long time and didn't figure it out. Because the feeling at that time, if it was only once, I can't recall it now, just like at the beginning, every unconscious progress has to be repeated many times before we can have a clear understanding.

The river was mighty, but Yang Qian turned a blind eye.

Since entering that magical state, he has tried many more times. The bad news is that the odds of success aren't high; The good news is that this odds are slowly increasing as he spends more time practicing.

And this did not affect his cultivation of the breathing and breathing technique.

The effect of this breathing and breathing technique is really ordinary, relying on the persistence of cultivation for more than 20 years and nights, and now it has become his instinct, it doesn't matter whether he cultivates or not, anyway, he breathes like this every day, as for strengthening the quality of some aspect of his body when he is quiet, such as the tail or something, he doesn't need it very much at present.

Now he is basically satisfied with his body, especially after the battle with the plesiosaur, he has carefully thought out that he has made his neck exercise a little more flexible, and after being able to twist at will, at least he has not found any shortcomings in this aspect for now.

When he was finally able to fully control and enter this strange cultivation state, every time he saw the dim river of starlight in the Spiritual Consciousness Sea, he found a problem, the group of fish with two-and-a-half-meter jagged mouths was actually missing.

Am I eating too hard during this time? Or were they meant to be passing by?

Forget it, this question is not worth considering, it is nothing more than going to the shore to hunt.

And this magical state of cultivation, Yang Gan searched for his memory, and finally came up with a similar name for the cultivation of this mental state: contemplation.

And then smug.

We first had Taoist tuna, and now we practice Buddhist meditation, Buddhism and Taoism double cultivation, do we have to soar in vain?

There is no one in this world to justify him whether his own thinking is correct or not, and no one will come to defend him as to whether visualization is unique to Buddhism. But his stomach would tell him that if he didn't hunt, he would enjoy the feeling of hunger before he ascended.

Standing on the island and scanning left and right, thanks to the blessing of his enhanced eyesight after cultivating during this time, he can barely see the scene of the distant riverside now.

Although it is very vague, the huge size and long neck of the earthquake dragon will definitely not be mistaken.

This is it.

Yang Gan's tail swayed slightly, and his body swam towards the river bank like a sharp arrow in the river, although the speed was fast, but the water did not splash, only the front of the two sides of the ripples, rippling with the river.

This is a manifestation of the increased control of the body after the mental power is strong, so that every movement of oneself is just right, without wasting a trace of strength, and not wasting even a trace of physical energy.

Yang Qian was so satisfied with all of this, completely immersed in this state of ease, that when he was about to swim to the shore, he almost didn't react when he suddenly heard the crazy scream of the earthquake dragon.

On the riverbank, a group of dinosaurs similar to tyrannosaurus rexes are carefully surrounding a wounded earthquake dragon, waiting for the opportunity to launch the craziest and deadliest attack......