Time passed quietly, and the two sides faced off against each other.
I don’t know how long it took
"Buzz!"
A burst of strong bright yellow light burst out from the body of "Yang Ji" directly in front. Yang Ji was shocked and concentrated on it, not daring to let it go in the slightest.
I saw bright yellow, star-like bright spots gradually appearing inside the body of the first black-robed "Yang Ji". These bright yellow bright spots were extremely small, and soon connected with some lines, they formed a strange trajectory.
"Is this the trajectory of the external incarnation method?"
Yang Ji was secretly curious.
"External Incarnation Method" is the sixth level of martial arts. A strong person at this level has a "circulation of heaven and earth" in his body. The trajectory shown in the sutra paintings is very similar to the trajectory of the air pockets in the body.
His mental power continued to be consumed at an alarming rate, and a strong feeling of fatigue arose in his mind. Yang Ji knew that his mental power was almost exhausted.
"Buzz!"
A refreshing and cool energy surged down from the center of his eyebrows. In the blink of an eye, his fatigue disappeared, and Yang Ji's mental strength returned to fullness.
"This skill really consumes too much mental energy. With my mental strength approaching a strong military commander, it only took a moment. There are six cyclones in this skill, and this is only the second cyclone.
That’s all. No wonder the ancestors left messages on the stone wall, saying that this technique is extremely difficult to practice, and there is no one in a thousand."
Yang Ji knew very well that he only dared to practice this technique because of the "little stone" between his eyebrows. If it were any other person who didn't have such powerful spiritual powers as his own, he would probably have no idea how much it would cost to master this unique technique.
time, how many "Tibetan Scripture Cave Quests" should be done.
And even so, I'm afraid it may not be possible to practice successfully.
These thoughts passed through his mind and disappeared in an instant. Yang Ji continued to study the scriptures and paintings on the cave wall.
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's spiritual power was continuously consumed. After a stick of incense, the black robe "Yang Ji" in the painting changed again, and a powerful vitality emanated from it.
The originally motionless black-robed "Yang Ji" suddenly started to move. He stretched out his limbs and launched a set of magnificent boxing techniques in front of Yang Ji.
"This is the martial arts training of the incarnation outside the body!"
Yang Ji's heart tightened, and he immediately concentrated on it, not letting go of every detail. At the same time, his mind was spinning rapidly, projecting all the actions into his mind.
"call!"
The light and shadow flowed, and in an instant, Yang Ji felt that there was a strong wind all around him, and every move he made in the painting was magnificent. The aura that burst out became more and more powerful, and even the surrounding airflow seemed to be rotating with it.
Under the influence of this atmosphere, Yang Ji felt that his mental power was also fluctuating.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and a bright light suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth. Countless thunder and fire flashed faintly, and next to Yang Ji, who was in second place, another cyclone suddenly appeared in the void.
This cyclone kept changing, and in the blink of an eye, another figure appeared in front of Yang Ji.
"The second clone!"
Yang Ji was shocked.
"drink!"
The air flow turned faster and faster, and the three "Yang Ji" shouted sharply and moved in front of Yang Ji. The three people performed exactly the same boxing techniques.
But this set of boxing techniques was completely different from what Yang Ji saw for the first time. The light that burst out from the first "Yang Ji" also showed another completely different set of "kung fu techniques".
"boom!"
The blood in Yang Ji's body roared, and layers of sweat gushed out of his body. It was like being possessed. At this time, Yang Ji could no longer take his eyes away...
The consumption of blood and mental energy is getting faster and faster. After an hour,
"boom!"
With a flash of light, another cyclone appeared, and slowly changed, forming a new "Yang Ji" in the sutra painting. This is the third level of "Incarnation" and the third avatar...
In the darkness, a faint yellow halo burst out from the center of Yang Ji's eyebrows. The mysterious "little stone" was replenishing Yang Ji's mental power at an increasing frequency.
However, even with Xiaoshi's support, Yang Ji's body was sweating more and more. Unknowingly, the Taoist robe on Yang Ji's body had already become wet.
But he had already lost sight of all this.
two hours later
"boom!"
The "cyclones" of the fourth and fifth regiments have also been opened one after another, and now only the last "scorching sun"-like breath in the sutra paintings is left.
Yang Ji's head slowly lifted up, as if there was only one body left, and he stared blankly at the cyclone at the top of the head of the "black-robed figure" in the sutra painting...
"The natal magic weapon!"
A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind. In the world of consciousness, what he saw was another picture:
In a world of chaos and darkness, "Yang Ji" in the center was surrounded by five "Yang Ji", looking at him with strange smiles.
And above their heads, a "cyclone" that was larger than any other air mass was rotating, and a reddish light burst out from the deepest part of it. The color became darker and darker, and became more and more dazzling, gradually becoming like a "little sun."
"The same, suspended above the heads of the six incarnations.
And high up, in the depths of darkness, little rays of light emerged, dotted like stars, emerging in the night, forming a larger exercise trajectory map.
………
The Sutra Storage Cave was quiet, and Yang Ji had completely forgotten the time and was immersed in the sutras and paintings of "The Method of Incarnation Outside the Body".
From the "first level" to the final "sixth level", although Yang Ji was not yet able to practice, he projected the trajectory of the exercises and the martial arts and boxing techniques one by one into the sea of consciousness, imprinting them deep in his soul.
"Buzz!"
I don't know how long it took, but all the illusions faded away. Yang Ji felt cold and finally broke away from the world of classic paintings.
The mental energy in my mind is still full, filling every place like a river. But a strong fatigue is emanating from every cell in my body, as if I have experienced a big battle.
Yang Ji was restrained, and then he realized that 90% of the blood in his body had been consumed unknowingly.
"Comprehension of scriptures and paintings mainly consumes mental energy, but even so, it actually consumes 90% of my blood and energy. This kind of consumption is really amazing."
Yang Ji secretly shook his head and sighed. Even his blood energy had been consumed by 90%. You can imagine how much mental power the entire process of enlightenment consumes.
Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for even a "military general" level expert to successfully comprehend it.
Yang Ji glanced at the scriptures and paintings on the cave wall. He had successfully understood this martial art. As soon as he thought about it, all the training methods and the trajectory of the skills came to mind, just like looking at lines on the palm of his hand.
Yang Ji thought about it in his mind and realized that he had already wasted more than two and a half hours, almost three hours, in studying the "External Incarnation Method".
The time that follows is obviously not enough to master the sixth level of martial arts.
"It's a pity, there's not enough time..."
Yang Ji stood up, and with a thought in his mind, a white light flew out from the center of his eyebrows, fell on his palm, expanded rapidly, and transformed into "The Book of Great Confucianism".
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
Yang Ji turned to the last page, pointed his hand, and without hesitation activated the "Little Holy Word Technique" of the Confucian lineage.
"Boom!"
A milky-white beam of light came from the sky. It sank into Yang Ji's body in an instant and replenished Yang Ji's body...
…
"Buzz!"
Outside the Buddhist Scripture Cave, the "gatekeeper" who was lazily leaning on the cliff suddenly woke up, feeling the awe-inspiring power of righteousness, and looked at the dark Buddhist Scripture Cave in disbelief.
"The aura of awe-inspiring people? It's the aura of awe-inspiring people! How can a little Blood Furnace disciple produce the aura of awe-inspiring people?"
The gatekeeper's eyes were wide open, as if he saw a ghost.
In the "Tibetan Scripture Cave", it's rare for one or two people to come a month. Now, except for Yang Ji, there can't be anyone else in this cave.
"It's incredible, it's incredible! The line of Confucianism and Taoism has been cut off for countless centuries. Even those great Confucian scholars have no literary spirit and cannot produce awe-inspiring aura. How could he have this ability in this world where literary spirit has been exhausted?"
The gatekeeper was excited and had an indescribable joy. His eyes were filled with some hope.
What does it mean to be a sect disciple who can summon the "Awe-inspiring Qi"? Is there some kind of opportunity for revival in the ancient literary sage era?
Because of that incident, I was demoted here by my sect and guarded the scripture cave for a small Iron Crown sect. I originally thought that there would be no hope in this life.
However, now, it seems as if I have seen a small "tinder" that fulfills my wish. Even though this small spark only has the cultivation level of "Blood Furnace Realm".
But soon, the "gatekeeper" woke up.
"Hehe, it's a pity that you are still too young. You haven't grown up yet. You dare to use this ability in the scripture cave. If those old guys notice it, how can they let you go 'easily'."
The gatekeeper chuckled a few times, his eyes flashed, a burst of blood poured into his feet, and he suddenly stamped his foot hard.
"Buzz!"
The ground shook with this kick, even the mountain peaks were shaking, and the permeating blood quickly covered up the aura of Yang Ji's Little Holy Word Technique.
"Um?"
In the Sutra Storage Cave, Yang Ji had just used the "Little Holy Word Technique" when he felt shaking under his feet, the surrounding cave walls were shaking loudly, and a lot of dust and gravel fell down.
"How is this going?"
Yang Ji raised his head and looked around, feeling secretly surprised.
The vibration did not last long and disappeared almost as soon as Yang Ji noticed it. Yang Ji just glanced at it and quickly stopped paying attention.
Time is running out, he must hurry up.
"Buzz!"
As soon as Yang Ji handed over his hand, "The Book of Great Confucianism" immediately shrank rapidly, and soon turned into a white light and disappeared into Yang Ji's eyebrows.
There were originally two times of "Little Holy Word Technique" energy in "The Book of Great Confucianism". Yang Ji used it once in the underground cave, and now he uses it again.
Now the "Book of Great Confucianism" is already empty. If Yang Ji wants to use the "Little Holy Words" again, he can only write numerous articles borrowed from Confucian classics in the "Book of Great Confucianism".
To instill literary spirit and replenish energy to the "Little Holy Word Technique".
Or, you can only wait for the opportunity once a month.
“Although it’s a pity, it’s still worth the money.”
With this in mind, Yang Ji quickly composed himself, walked to the opposite side of the sutra paintings, and took down the water and fire beads from the wall on the other side of the sutra collection cave. (To be continued...)