Chapter 30: The Little Black House (5)
The dark room is completely cut off from the outside world, and the light inside cannot be seen from the outside.
I cast a fire spell in the darkness that illuminated the range of my face. The serpent retracted into the bottom of the urn in fear of the fire.
I was surprised to find that the amount of energy consumed by casting the fire spell this time was slightly smaller than usual
ββIs it the effect of yesterday's "living dead" training?
Although I didn't increase the amount of qi, my thoughts were a little stronger because of the exercise of channeling qi.
So when used on spells, the fire spell will consume less?
I thought about it for a moment, and consumed as much vitality as usual, creating a palm-sized fire, which lasted three breaths longer than usual.
Is it possible to consume the same amount of vitality in the same time to create a more violent fire?
I followed this line of thought and did it again.
This time the fire was so fierce that it almost burned my hair.
I sent this fire to the ground, and immediately burned several snakes that tried to invade me from the shadows.
Because of the exercise of reading, I can control my qi more efficiently, maintain my spells for a longer period of time, and release stronger spells.
ββAm I going to run away today?
I kept the fire charm lit while burning the snakes that occasionally pounced on me and bit me, and I touched the wooden doorway.
That boulder weighed a thousand pounds, and I couldn't move it with my strength.
"Forget it, let's wait for the right time. β
None of my three Su Hui spells are spells that increase my self-strength, and I can't get out of it from the front at all.
The walls around me were made of granite hewn out of the island, and I knew that I didn't have a fist that smashed the stone.
"Hope, patience, waiting. β
I repeated the prayer several times.
Extinguish the extinguishing spell.
-- If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, and wait a few more days.
The snake crawled back into my body, and I re-entered the state of the living dead.
This time I kept the living dead in the state for nine and a half hours.
In the last half hour, because my mind was distracted, I was freed from the state of the living dead.
Then he issued a fire spell in time to kill dozens of snakes that attacked me in a panic.
In order to prevent Wang Qinian from discovering the abnormality, I cut off the snakeheads that I burned and ate them raw
On the one hand, it can replenish my vitality consumption, and on the other hand, destroy the corpse.
Nearly a thousand snakes have disappeared for dozens, which should not arouse Wang Qinian's suspicion.
I can only be still in the state of the living dead, I cannot move.
If acting, it is necessary to abandon the living dead state and illuminate with a fire spell, while the serpent will gush out in the darkness.
There are still too many snakes, and it is inevitable that a certain number of snakes will attack from the dead corners that the fire spell cannot defend
- If I run away, I'll have to kill a certain number of snakes here.
Well, kill a hundred snakes every day from now on.
......
I endured five more days in the little dark room, and the state of the living dead was now deliberately maintained for ten hours, and I quietly slew the serpents to less than five hundred.
On the sixth day, the hour of Shen arrived.
Wang Qinian carried two large urns into the no-man's land on the top of the mountain this time, and met me again as scheduled.
"Kid, how are you doing today? ha. β
"Thanks to you, I wasn't bitten to death by a snake. Also, I'm not a child. β
"Okay, I'll send you two more urns. β
I heard the hissing of a snake at the bottom of the urn.
-- All the work has been lost!
I cursed in my heart: How long do I want to kill this?
"Now I can remain a half-dead for nine hours. β
I decided to change my strategy and take the initiative to reveal my little tricks, but with a little polish.
"And then?"
"Then I will slay the snake for half an hour with a thunder curse, and if I don't know how to spell, I'll be dead. Let's not play this dangerous game in the future, shall we?"
ββ If you don't expose it, I will try not to expose other spells. I now feel that hiding is just as important as hiding the birth date of the eight characters.
"Hehe, there are accidents in everything, and accidents will be ruled out. That's part of the dark room for you. β
-- Reducing the number of snakes seems to be the way to go.
Now my goal is to be able to act as a living dead while not being afraid of snake attacks.
"Uncle, this kind of training can be called spring pressure level training. You asked me not to expand my qi first, but to exercise my thoughts of channeling qi. In this way, when my qi level increases, I can use my qi more fluently and more lethally than people of the same level. β
"It's a good brain, and I want to figure it out in two nights. β
"I'm a genius!"
ββIt's not that I don't have much insight into martial arts, because I need more spells that my mind can manipulate, so I have a deeper sense of the enhancement of my mind.
"From today onwards, we will add a training content, first of all, to do a thorough investigation," Wang Qinian said suddenly, "you come to attack me, except that you can't use spells, do your best to attack me, think of me as your enemy, and attack me with the consciousness of killing me." β
I thought about it.
"It's more hopeless than playing hide-and-seek. Uncle, you have to put some water, so that I have the motivation to dry the rack. My principle is: if there is no enemy who wants to win, then choose to retreat. That's how my father raised me. β
"Don't you have to fight? Ha, then I'll deal with you with one fist, and stand still. β
"That's the head, you wait for me, I'll go and prepare. β
I held the inferior sword in the standard sword-holding style of the Yaksha stream, and steadily circled Wang Qinian ten zhang away to find the empty door.
Since ancient times, there are three swords: all soldiers can cut the warriors outside the foundation gate, and the lower grade sword can cut the foundation warriors.
Wang Qinian is a Jindan martial artist, and he has to use a medium-grade divine weapon to cut it, and this low-grade sword will cut him a little flesh and skin at most. If only my top-grade Silver Serpent Sword were still thereβI slashed his feet with all my mightβbut unfortunately that sword, which could pierce even dragon scales, was thrown into the sea by me, and my head was swollen when I used it now!
I stopped behind Wang Qinian.
This guy really did what he said, he really didn't move, and he showed me his back door with confidence.
In that case, I can roughly guess how he will fight back
- Although Wang Qinian does not use his eyes, he can also perceive my direction through my qi. The moment my sword touched his skin, he would suddenly twist his waist and smash my sword with his fist - if he wanted to, he could smash me and fly out.
Theoretically, this fight still can't be fought.
But I thought about the results of those five days of training
-- There is a way to hit Wang Qinian without being discovered.
What I'm going to do this time is to move behind this living dead in his state!
My heart is clear.
The natural suppression of his qi and the sudden explosion of the sword when it touched his back - isn't this consistent with the essence of the Yasha Stream's sword drawing?
Okay, I'm going to try, uncle, don't regret it.
My blood was on fire.
After ten breaths of breathlessness, I took the first step ten feet behind him.
Qi comes out naturally.
Exposure.
I shamelessly continued to retreat, repeating it five times, and each time the qi naturally developed after taking a step, and of course the person also revealed his position.
ββIt's not a solution, so if you want to think of something, let's start with plants.
In my state of desperation, I imagined myself as a plant that did not move on the surface.
If I'm really a plant now, how can I exercise?
Is there any grass and trees in the world that will walk?
-- The roots grow in the dark underground, the new shoots squeeze through the cracks of the rocks, the dandelions drift in all directions along the wind, and the flower bones stretch out under the moisture of the rain.
The plants and trees are not static, but move so naturally and slowly that people "forget" that they are moving, and the illusion is that they are quiet.
I took the first, second, and third steps in a state of "despair".
I heard the sound of my own earth moving, which seemed to be in harmony with the sounds of heaven.
I seem to have really become one with the grass and trees behind Wang Qinian.
I can move as a living dead!
"Suddenly",
I suddenly fell to my knees, gasping for breath and sweating like rain.
I was exposed when I was three feet behind Wang Qinian.
When I was eleven steps away from Wang Qinian, most of my qi was consumed, and I was forced to leave from the state of the living dead.
The state of qi desperation that he was walking just now was still too deliberate, and a large amount of qi was unconsciously lost in the tension.
-- As the sun set, most of the day passed, and I didn't stab Wang Qinian in the back.
"Uncle, let's truce for a while, I'm hungry, do you want to eat too?"
"You're doing a great job. I'll force you, you'll be in the hands of the living dead in less than a day. β
"It's not a matter of victory or defeat, and when I stab you, it's not too late to praise me. We continued the battle in the evening. β
My dinner here is a five-step killer snake baked by Wang Qinian himself in front of the bonfire.