Chapter 18: Bloodletting
Back in his room, Wang Jing followed the method of using the ring taught by the demon soul, and his divine sense made a move on the table, and the table immediately disappeared from the room. The divine sense poked into the ring, and there happened to be one more item in the ring space, and it was the wooden table he had just received.
On a whim, Wang Jing's divine thoughts covered the wooden bed, and as soon as the thought moved, the wooden bed was also steadily moved into the ring space.
With a single thought, the wooden bed and table returned to their original positions in the room, and there was no sign of movement in sight.
This night, Wang Jing moved the table and bed in and out hundreds of times, and only stopped when his mental strength was completely exhausted. The experience summed up is that it takes a lot more mental power to carry large items than to carry small items, as long as it is not carried continuously, occasionally collect some small items, it has little impact on his mental power, and in the future, when he walks out to hunt, he can collect as many prey as he wants.
After calming down his happy mood, Wang Jing fell asleep exhausted. The next day, just after dawn, after breakfast, I began to continue cultivating the third layer
Only when the cultivation reaches the third level of consummation, the aura stored in the dantian is enough to support the release of a few spells, and he can barely participate in the fighting method. During this period, it is also possible to learn the fireball technique, the lightning technique. It's just a one-time exhaustion of the dantian aura, which has no practical significance.
A few days later, Wang Jing continued to practice the fireball technique according to the description of the Flame Lightning Technique. Because Wang Jing's spiritual power was very strong, after trying for two hours, he successfully used his spiritual power to condense a light red fireball the size of a broad bean. Watching the magical fireball emit high temperature without hurting his fingers, he controlled him to fly slowly around the room, and finally smashed into the hard stone floor, burning a hole the size of a bowl, about half a foot deep. The hole emitted a scorching wave of air that almost ignited the contents of the room, making him jump for joy.
It was such a wonderful night, and good things followed one another. The fly in the ointment is that the aura in Wang Jing's body is exhausted, and he can't send a fireball for the time being, without the support of the demonic qi, the light spots on the ring have disappeared. In desperation, he had no choice but to meditate and cultivate quietly, and strive to increase the storage of physical strength and aura.
After the aura was exhausted, it would take two hours to come back from cultivation, and every time he came back from cultivation, in addition to converting one-tenth of the demonic qi and storing it in the golden sea, the other aura would practice the fireball technique, turning into fireballs and squandering them again and again. As the number of exercises increased, the fireball technique became more and more proficient, the diameter of the fireball increased by one-twelfth of a twelve, and the cast speed increased by one-third. Moreover, you can use your powerful mental power to control the fireball to fly in the air, and make all kinds of difficult actions such as moving forward and backward, and flying up and down.
Every time the ring inhaled the transformed demonic qi, Wang Jing felt a very slight fluctuation coming into his mind, making him feel a shock and his whole body refreshed. After experiencing this situation many times, Wang Jing obviously felt that his spiritual power had also improved to a higher level, and he carefully understood the changes, and he concluded that this black ring had the effect of improving spiritual power, which was really an unexpected surprise.
It is extremely difficult for a monk's spiritual power to improve alone, and the elixir that enhances his spiritual power is extremely precious, and most of the monks' spiritual power is an additional benefit brought by the promotion of cultivation. The spiritual power is strong, and there are many benefits to improving cultivation, not only is it easier to control the speed of spiritual energy refining, but also the speed and accuracy of casting spells are also greatly improved.
In this way, when he cultivated frantically until the tenth day, Wang Jingjin's demonic qi transformed in the sea could finally send out the Heavenly Demon Flame Blade. It was a bright white flame with the thickness of a cow's hair and a length of only half a foot, but the temperature was surprisingly high, and when it touched the corner of the wooden table, it was easily cut, and the cutting surface was as smooth as a mirror. He waved his hand and swiped on the ground, just like cutting tofu, making a cut mark seven or eight feet long and half a foot deep, and when the magic power was exhausted, the Heavenly Demon Flame Blade "snapped" and extinguished.
Although the Heavenly Demon Flame Blade only lasted for a few breaths, it was estimated that it would be easy to use it to cut through the large bowl of black iron ore, so powerful that Wang Jing was surprised and delighted, and he really couldn't rest assured if he didn't try it.
"Recently, I've been busy cultivating the third layer of the Flame Lightning Technique and the Fireball Technique, and I haven't been tempering the Xuaniron Ore for a few days, so I'll try it tomorrow with this Heavenly Demon Flame Blade to see if I can cut a large piece of Xuaniron Ore. ”
After Wang Jing saw the power of the Heavenly Demon Flame Blade, he naturally said to himself. Then he did his best to restore the depleted aura, and converted all the recovered aura, which was converted into demonic qi and stored in the golden sea. By noon the next day, Wang Jingjin's demonic energy in the sea could finally cast the Heavenly Demon Flame Blade once.
When Wang Jing walked to the store, the shopkeeper was arranging tasks for the black bears, in order not to affect Wang Jing's cultivation, he asked the black bears to work overtime, after all, he promised other immortal cultivators that he couldn't go back, unless he didn't want to do their business in the future.
For more than half a year, the black bears and Wang Jing didn't say a few words, and they didn't have any friendship, but they saw that the shopkeeper attached so much importance to this person, and saw that he was infinitely powerful, and he completed the work of ten of them alone, so he didn't turn his face. However, although he did not refuse on the face of the shopkeeper, he was still unhappy.
"Brother Wan is good. Wang Jing listened to it outside, and was very grateful to the shopkeeper in his heart, and hurriedly greeted him to relieve him.
"Brother Wang, why are you here? Aren't you now impacting the third layer of qi refining? Don't worry, I have already arranged for the black bear to help you with your task, and of course the spirit stones earned will also belong to them. When the shopkeeper saw Wang Jing coming over, he immediately said with a smile on his face. He regards Wang Jing as his brother, of course, he wants him to get ahead as soon as possible, and he is so good.
"Hehe, thank you for the help of the eldest brother, the younger brother has successfully hit the third layer, practiced a spell, I want to try the effect, by the way to complete the tempering task of the iron ore, during this time my work is not normal, let everyone work hard, let the shopkeeper's treat today, the account will be credited to me, you can rest assured to eat and drink." ”
"What? You have already succeeded in attacking the third layer? It's really more popular than people, it took me nearly twenty years to cultivate the second layer, and it only took you seven months to cultivate to the third layer. Tonight, I'm going to take the black bears and they will eat you hard and let you bleed. ”
When the shopkeeper heard Wang Jing say this, he immediately laughed happily. In fact, he had long been dead set on cultivation, and when he said this, he was just congratulating Wang Jing. Several other masters are also old fritters, so naturally they stepped forward one by one to congratulate them, and if they were able to climb up to an immortal cultivator without a shelf, they would have to stand up straight when they spoke in the future. Although there are many immortal cultivators in Huanggang City, the only ones who can talk to them are the shopkeeper and Wang Jing, how can they not be happy.