Chapter 432 Traveling in All Directions

Shuiyun Mountain!

Because the newly created giant peak had not yet been sorted out, he couldn't find a suitable place for Saru's retreat for a while, so he directly dug out a space inside the mountain, occupying almost a quarter of the size of the original Shuiyun Mountain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Not to mention meditation, it is to practice martial arts, as long as it is not strong and excessive, it can be used at will here, and with the blessing of the power of the leylines specially drawn by Chihuo, the hardness of the rocks here has also increased by several grades, and it is not so easy to break.

At this time, Sarufuji sat cross-legged in the center of the training room, and the Eight Desolation Sticks he had obtained from Chihuo were placed horizontally on his thighs.

Compared with the simple use of the Xuanzhong stick, the Eight Desolation Stick is much more complicated, and this is still the state of having little function left after being refined.

For Sarufuji, there are too many additional effects on the Eight Desolation Sticks, and he still doesn't understand their specific usage, so he can only rely on a little bit of groping.

So far, he only knows how to control it to grow bigger and smaller, which is also the ability that Chihuo knows.

"Change!"

Silently reciting in his heart, the Eight Desolation Sticks that were in line with his mind suddenly began to extend, starting from the original length of one piece, and soon broke through two zhang, and it was still growing under the urging of the ape.

"It's amazing!"

The length has doubled, but the thickness has not changed in the slightest, but the weight has doubled.

I don't know what the principle is, but Sarufuji didn't study it deeply, and he didn't learn this anyway, as long as the weapon was used to take advantage of it.

Turning over and jumping, the ape has appeared a few feet away, and the eight desolate sticks in his hand are dancing with the remnants of the Dao, the speed is so fast that he can't capture its trajectory, only to feel a burst of rage in his sight, flashing the shadow of the stick, and when he looks at it again, he returns to the calm at the beginning.

"Light!"

Accustomed to using heavy heavy sticks, these eight desolate sticks are a little uncomfortable, and they feel light and fluttering when they dance, as if they may get out of their hands at any time.

Sitting down again, Sarufuji continued to study the use of the Eight Desolation Sticks, and at first he would get up every quarter of an hour to demonstrate the functions he had discovered, and at the same time incorporate them into his own fighting style.

Gradually, it took him longer and longer to get up, and now it had been an hour since he last got up, but he was still meditating, and his huge palm involuntarily rubbed the Eight Desolation Sticks, feeling the edges and corners on the surface of the stick.

After a moment, after an hour of silence, Sarubuji finally got up again, and instead of moving immediately, he began to breathe slowly, raising his state to the peak.

After reaching the limit of his breath, he finally moved.

This movement, if the wind and thunder rise, is silent, but it gives people a sense of oppression that the building is about to fall.

A punch, a kick, a stick...

The breath of the ape has changed, lost, no, it should be gone, the domineering spirit that once permeated the way of battle has dissipated, and it has been replaced by a thick and calm, like a mountain.

"Change!"

The adult's calf-thick Eight Desolation Stick began to increase, not only in length, but also in diameter, several times thicker than before, so that he felt more suitable for his palm.

With the increase in volume, Ape Fuji felt that the Eight Desolation Sticks in his hands finally had some weight, although it was still not as good as the Xuanzhong Stick, but it was much better than the light and fluttering state.

With some of the methods he had figured out, the Eight Desolation Sticks danced countless stick shadows, filling most of the practice room.

If someone else is here, they will definitely praise the "good stick method", but Sarufuji can't help but sigh.

"Not enough, it's still far away!"

Although in his perception, Sarufuji sensed that there was a force in the Eight Desolation Sticks, and he also deduced a plan on how to guide the release of that power, but the experiment just now ended in failure, and he was unable to draw out that power at all, or even make it turbulent.

"It's a little short..."

But what's the difference? Ape Fuji felt that he had done quite well, but it was just a little bit worse, and he couldn't see through or touch it, just like the elusive Tao in the mouth of a master.

In fact, Sarufuji didn't know that the power he sensed was actually the core of the Eight Desolation Sticks, the one born from the earth's leylines.

Chihuo said that it was refined, but it wasn't quite right, he just didn't refine it to the fire, these eight desolate sticks are just a half-finished product.

If he can channel the power of the innate spirit material, then the Eight Desolation Sticks will naturally transform into a real magic weapon, but it's a pity that Chihuo can't do it, and Ape Fuji is naturally impossible, otherwise this demon king should also have a place for him.

Sarufuji, who didn't know the reason, only felt that he didn't understand enough, so he gave up practicing martial arts and continued to analyze the mystery of the Eight Desolation Sticks.

That's a month!

In this month, the breath of Ape Fuji became more and more condensed, like a deep abyss.

Vaguely he could feel that there was a violent power hidden in the depths of his breath, if the silent volcano, as if the previous domineering had turned into lava and was blocked by the thick mountains.

"Whew!"

For the first time in a month, Sarufuji has made a move.

The breath that had been circulating for several days took a quarter of an hour to completely dissipate.

A clear light appeared in Sarufuji's open eyes, although he had not yet triggered that power, he had already explored the many effects of the Eight Desolation Sticks, and had rehearsed them in his mind no less than a thousand times, and now he was only lacking a practical operation.

The palm of his hand stroked the Eight Desolation Sticks, and Ape Fuji took a light breath, and his breath began to change again, completely removing the violent intent, leaving only the majestic mountain intent.

Travel!

The lightning burst out, and the figure of the ape disappeared in place, leaving only a faint blue thunderbolt scurrying around in the practice room, but if you look closely, you will find that the trajectory of the thunder movement seems to be arbitrary, and there are no rules at all, but in the chaos, there is an unspeakable mystery hidden.

When the thunder light disappeared, the figure of the ape was revealed, and when he stopped, a large number of octagonal hollows appeared on the stone walls around the training room, and needless to say, he knew that it was caused by the Eight Desolation Sticks.

This is an exclusive combat secret method created by SaruFuji by combining his own attributes and a specific creation of the Eight Desolation Sticks.

With the help of the Eight Desolation Sticks, which can sense the characteristics of rocks and earth, which belong to the earth, Sarufuji also blesses his speed with thunder, and even in a small space, he does not have the slightest fear of hitting the rock wall.

If it's in an open space, then you don't even have to worry about that.

After his continuous deduction, Sarufuji knew that if this formula was fully displayed, the army could also ignore it.

However, this is not his biggest gain, according to the Eight Desolation Sticks, Ape Fuji has created a total of eight secret methods, if they are all as powerful as swimming in all directions, then his talent is really too strong.