Chapter 113: The Demon Ape of the Palm Sun
But no matter how Ji Dang thought about this question, he couldn't get an answer, so he had to put it aside for the time being.
Now the important thing is to find the one that best suits you among these ideas.
Ji Dang began to try to visualize the beast diagram in his mind to see if he could reflect that kind of charm.
The first picture is naturally the demon snake of the Heavenly Snake Breath Technique.
Calm your mind and let go of distractions.
Ji Dang imagined himself as a demon snake hundreds of zhang long, covered with scale armor covered with mystical patterns, spitting letters, and winding around the mountains.
When the snake body winds up, it easily grinds the mountain stone into powder, and when it reaches the top, the snake's head goes down.
A snake body stands up, its eyes cold and fierce, staring at its prey at the bottom of the mountain, just waiting for the exit to swallow it into its mouth.
After more than a dozen breaths, Ji Dang, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, frowned unconsciously.
Later, he tried his best to calm himself down, and tried to put his mind into that mood.
But after a while, Ji Dang opened his eyes and finally gave up this method.
It's still incompatible, and his fierce aura is even worse, but the natural ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness of snakes is slightly insufficient, which may damage the normal cultivation speed.
One didn't work and the next one, Ji Dang stood up and moved to the other visualization stele.
The Roc swooped down with its wings outstretched, its claws attacking, piercing through the golden stone.
After a few attempts to visualize, I still almost felt it.
Ji Dang knew that although his swordsmanship was mostly aggressive, his own temperament was not so sharp.
After that, the magic monuments were changed one after another, all kinds of big demons and aliens, but they all got up and moved again not long after they sat down.
Ji Dang began to wonder if he was a little too demanding.
It's not that the first few contemplative sects can't be cultivated, it's just a little bit, and it doesn't affect much, so why bother.
"Try a few more, if it still doesn't work, switch back to the Celestial Snake Breath Technique. Ji Dang thought to himself.
After trying the artistic conception of the beast picture on another law tablet again, Ji Dang finally gained his god and realized some meaning.
In front of Ji Dang, who was sitting on the ground, a dark black magic tablet carved with a crimson ape jumped up from the peak.
Stepping on the void, opening his mouth and roaring, an ape's paw stretched out high, actually going to hold the scorching sun in the sky!
The body is not strong, but it looks like it gives people a domineering and fierce feeling!
The stele contains, the palm of the sun demon ape, one of the ancient demons between heaven and earth.
Ji Dang opened his eyes, and a fine light flashed, and he couldn't suppress his joy, this is the picture.
The fit was so good that he really couldn't find the slightest difference.
The charm of the beast diagram has been memorized, and it can be understood in the future, that is, this method needs to be remembered several times.
The Demon Ape Sun Striking Technique is not particularly long throughout, and a few thousand words are just the time of a stick of incense.
Everything was remembered, and Ji Dang turned around and wanted to leave.
The problem of spells is more than one or two now, so he is not in a hurry, after all, he can't chew more than he can.
And if you don't have enough mana, no amount of spells will be useless.
He now has to find a suitable place in the Three Hundred Black Mountains as a cave mansion, a temporary place to cultivate.
Although he was very eager to start taking the initiative to cultivate, so that he could absorb the aura of heaven and earth into his body and then condense his mana.
But the valley was full of people, and even if it was mostly a meditation spell, it was silent.
But it is also difficult to guarantee that no one will suddenly have malicious intentions, Ji Dang is really relieved.
Eight steps under his feet to catch the cicadas, and the vitality in his body provided infinite energy, Ji Dang began to run among the three hundred black mountains.
Thousands of miles of mountains, Ji Dang can't go all over, just find a hidden place.
Half an hour later, one of the three hundred black mountains that did not stand out, Ji Dang found a hidden natural cave halfway up the mountainside.
Of course, the main reason why Ji Dang chose it was that there were not many Qingxin Black Huahua trees around the cave, so there should be few people to disturb it.
Ji Dang cleaned up the cave, and used the floating red sword to cut a lot of beds and chairs used in life, etc.
Sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, Ji Dang first felt the vitality in his body.
He found that it was just a rush just now, and the vitality in his body was consumed by two or three parts.
It seems that with the recovery of Cang Ding Ba's blood, his body is getting stronger and stronger, and he needs to maintain more and more vitality to maintain infinite energy.
However, it should be that the vitality in the body of an immortal cultivator is much stronger than that of a mortal, and this problem may be solved.
Calm and guard, Ji Dang recalled the demon ape sun-striking technique in his mind.
He slowly began to meditate, and the sunset moved westward.
When it was almost evening, Ji Dang was careless, but he could also start his formal cultivation.
He went outside first, chopped some ordinary firewood, and lit a fire in the cave to drive away the darkness.
Ji Dang sat upright, turning into a demon body with a thought in his mind, imagining that he was the demon ape of the palm sun.
Jumping out of the cliff, he grabbed the scorching sun with one hand, as if to grasp it in his palm.
Gradually getting better, slowly Ji Dang felt the aura between heaven and earth.
The white mist-like aura spans the air, evenly distributed as far as the eye can see.
There is no comparison, and Ji Dang doesn't know whether the concentration of this aura is strong or low, but he thinks that it should not be bad in the territory of Baiyun Sect.
The aura flows slowly like clouds in the sky, but not with the wind, but as if the aura itself is fluttering.
Ji Dang used the method, and inexplicably felt that heaven and earth seemed to suddenly open a door that had been closed for him before.
The aura was pulled and slowly drifted into his body. It was different from the feeling of the manifestation aura that was incorporated during the daytime test of the spirit root.
It's not cool or warm, I can't describe it in words, but I feel indescribably comfortable and comfortable.
At the same time, it makes people lazy, and they want to keep it that way.
The aura entered the body and condensed into a trace of undetectable mana that remained in the veins around the body.
Ji Dang felt it carefully, the speed of condensing mana was not fast, but if it was to accumulate over time, it would be a lot of mana.
Ji Dang measured it in his heart, according to the speed of this mana condensation, it would probably only take him half a month to reach the total amount of mana that he had automatically accumulated since he had the spirit root.
The cultivation speed has increased tenfold!
Taking the initiative to cultivate is one thing, but Ji Dang believes that this is also related to the fact that he is very much in line with this view and mind.
Ji Dang, who had just cultivated at the beginning, was tireless and practiced all night.
The next day, the campfire on the ground was ashes.
Ji Dang slowly opened his eyes, and spit out a white practice from his mouth, more than three feet.
He stood up and moved his body, and there was nothing to rehearse.
The mana increase in one night is not very impressive, and the number of spells that can be cast before is not one more.
Suddenly, Ji Dang heard footsteps, not many, only one person.
But this is enough for him to be vigilant about, after all, he belongs to the weak bottom in this black mountain now.
And to be honest, Ji Dang has been very suspicious of the so-called seven-day safe period until now.
These three hundred black mountains are all wilderness, even if there is a bloody fight, there are casualties, who will know?