Chapter two hundred and seventy-eight another level
In one night at most, the wood-type aura that permeates the puppet room will be absorbed by Yang Ji. Then he must wait until the low-level wood-type treasures in the array emit energy and fill the puppet room before Yang Ji can sneak back in to practice.
Therefore, it became Yang Ji's best choice to practice in the mountains and forests outside the city during the day and sneak into the puppet room at night to steal the wood spiritual energy.
Under such an arrangement, Yang Ji made progress every day, and his strength continued to grow. The effect of such a day's practice was at least as good as the effect of other wood-type experts' ten or even twenty days of practice.
Yang Ji's strength improved by leaps and bounds, and the Fire Lord of the Wood Emperor Magic Technique continued to grow. Yang Ji even felt that he could directly break through the fourth Zhoutian acupuncture point without any top-level elixirs.
Compared to Yang Ji's level, this kind of progress is simply incredible! But this is exactly the ability of the Wood Emperor Magic!
The unique skills of the eighth level of martial arts are not comparable to ordinary martial arts!
"...The accumulation in the past half month should be almost complete. In a day or two at most, I should be able to reach the triggering conditions of the wood treasure."
While practicing, Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart.
During this period of time, he spent almost every free time trying to figure out the Castanopsis-shaped lump he had won from Tianshui County's "elder brother". He injected wood-type blood energy into it and tried to establish a connection with the inside of the Castanopsis-shaped lump.
Although he failed again and again, compared with the previous time when he was unable to do anything, Yang Ji has obviously made progress after "transferring" to the wood type warrior, and he can already touch a little of the things inside this lump of wood.
This wooden magic weapon seems to have high requirements for the user's realm. Even if Yang Ji already possesses the "Heart of the Wood Emperor", he still cannot get the approval of this magic weapon.
It's just that the barrier is loosening day by day. With each passing day, Yang Ji's consciousness penetrates deeper. Yang Ji has already felt it. In a day or two at most, he can go deep into the core and truly control this wooden magic weapon.
, understand his true face.
Hum, time passed slowly, and Yang Ji sat cross-legged in the depths of the mountain forest, motionless, as if he was petrified.
The martial arts examination has attracted the attention of the entire Taiyuanzhou people. Regardless of good or evil, no one comes to disturb Yang Ji. For Yang Ji, this place is like another piece of pure land.
I don’t know how long it’s been!
"Buzz!"
Yang Ji's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly opened his eyes, with a bright light flashing in his eyes. Boom, without any hesitation at the next moment, Yang Ji suddenly activated the blood energy in his body, and a burst of energy rushed into his body at a thunderous speed.
The Zhoutian acupuncture point.
Boom! Boom!
In the lightning flash, Yang Ji's whole body shook violently, and two loud explosions came from Yang Ji's body. Each explosion was extremely loud, like a landslide erupting or a river embankment collapsing.
After two sounds, the two fortress-like gates in Yang Ji's body suddenly collapsed, and the mighty blood energy rushed through the two gates of the Zhoutian acupoint one after another, surging past.
In the dark, a huge aura emanated from Yang Ji's body. In a short period of time, the aura on Yang Ji's body increased. There was a qualitative change, and the whole person's aura became more powerful.
The strength has also increased a lot.
"Shangyang Point" and "Shanshan Point", with the help of the power of Muhuang Magic, Yang Ji actually opened two large points in succession without any pills. His strength increased again.
At this moment, if he meets Tianshui County's "elder brother" again, Yang Ji is confident that he will not be as embarrassed as before and can defeat his opponent more easily.
"The secret skill of the Great Wuzong level is indeed extraordinary. I have only practiced the first level of the Wooden Emperor's Divine Art, the Heart of the Wooden Emperor. I have already opened two major acupoints in succession without the external power of elixirs. If I can practice it and reach the second level,
Wouldn’t the heavy Wood Emperor’s body be even more powerful!”
Yang Ji sat cross-legged on the dead leaves, his eyes shining with brilliance.
This Wood Emperor Divine Skill is really powerful beyond his imagination. The Zhoutian acupuncture point becomes stronger towards the back and the harder it is to get through. The effect of cultivating the first level of Wood Emperor's Heart is at least equivalent to the two top "Purple Extreme Pills" of Jiuding Palace.
There will only be more, not less!
It's just a weakened version, but it's also powerful after reaching the Wuzong level. Yang Ji is now looking forward to this Wood Emperor's magical skill more and more.
"...It's just a pity that the effect of practicing the Wood Emperor's magical skill is one-time. Unless you reach the second level of the Wood Emperor's body, it will not be improved no matter what."
Yang Ji secretly thought in his heart, feeling a little regretful. Being able to open up two Zhoutian acupoints by practicing the Wood Emperor Divine Technique is a side effect, and it is also the accumulated result of more than half a month. It is impossible to think of such a good thing again.
Yang Ji was not one to be coy, so he quickly put the matter down. With a thought in his mind, Yang Ji quickly took out the castanopsis-shaped ball that looked like iron but was neither iron nor wood.
This is not the first time Yang Ji has seen this lump, but every time he sees it, he feels something different.
"Buzz!"
Without the slightest hesitation, taking advantage of the opportunity of opening up the two Zhoutian acupuncture points, Yang Ji's Dantian vibrated, and with a roar, a vast amount of pure wood energy was pumped out from the heart, and was input into the Dantian through the first level of basic circulation, and then passed through the arm meridians.
Delivered into the palm of your hand.
Boom!
There was only an earth-shaking loud noise in the sea of consciousness, and it seemed that the whole world collapsed at this moment. Yang Ji relaxed all over, and felt that the seal that was as solid as iron in the castanopsis-shaped ball suddenly blocked him at this moment.
Shattered.
"Successful! Got through!"
Yang Ji was overjoyed.
This time, as usual, it was just a try. Yang Ji originally thought that he would be able to break the seal inside the pimple ball tomorrow, but he did not expect that the wood blood energy in his body had met the requirements and he actually opened it one day in advance.
Yang Ji was overjoyed, and was about to explore the secrets in this wood magic weapon, when suddenly a sudden change occurred
"Buzz!"
A huge spiritual power surged over the sky and covered the earth, surging majesticly, through Yang Ji's body, and fiercely rushed into Yang Ji's mind. This spiritual power was old, simple, tough, and filled with a terrifying horror.
strength.
"Seize the body!"
Yang Ji was shocked and immediately thought of a word. This spiritual power was extremely ancient and menacing, almost exactly the same as when the great Asura seized his body.
"How could this happen? There is actually an old man hiding in it!"
Yang Ji's face was as white as paper, and his face turned extremely pale, with no blood at all. The mental power that was thrown out of the pimple-shaped ball was so ancient and powerful that Yang Ji subconsciously thought of the most terrifying things.
thing.
Compared with this mental power, Yang Ji's mental power is as weak as an ant, which can be ignored.
"Disciples of Qing Emperor!"
It was too late, but it was too late. Just when Yang Ji was frightened, a loud voice suddenly appeared in Yang Ji's mind. The voice was anxious and seemed to be filled with some huge crisis:
"The person recognized by Mu Long is my disciple of Qing Emperor!"
The rumbling sound sounded like thunder in Yang Ji's mind. The next moment, Yang Ji's eyes changed, as if he was dragged into some kind of nightmare, and countless pictures appeared in Yang Ji's eyes.
"Boom!"
The sky was dark and the earth was dark, demonic clouds were billowing, and the black demonic aura covered the sky overwhelmingly. Among the black demonic clouds, terrifying behemoths containing the power to destroy the heaven and the earth were howling at the sky.
Their eyes are gloomy, they are looking down at "themselves" silently.
"Hahaha, Emperor Qing, you are dead! The small five will fail only once every three thousand years. If you don't take action, you will die, and the one who takes action will escape death. In the past, no one was your opponent, but this time, you are dead today!"
Among the dark clouds in the sky, a huge monster head poked out and laughed, the sound was like thunder.
This is a huge monster with a dragon body and a human head. It is full of fishy stench and black smoke is billowing. The huge dragon body is as black as ink. Half of it is outside and half is hidden in the dark clouds. I don't know how long it is.
Connected to this dark dragon body is a human head as big as a hill, with a messy hood, full of black beards, and a pair of copper bell-like eyes looking at the lower world, like the sun and the moon.
In those evil eyes, Yang Ji felt the cruelty from the bottom of his heart, as well as the boundless dark energy that destroyed the heaven and earth.
Compared with the energy in this monster with the body of a dragon and the head of a human, Yang Ji couldn't even be considered an ant. He could only be a wisp of dust floating in the sky and earth, insignificant and unnoticed.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Yang Ji couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. In this god-like monster, Yang Ji felt the purest and most pure destruction.
Anyone who comes into contact with its gaze will inevitably feel a sense of fear, panic, and panic.
"Black Candle Dragon, you are just a little running dog! Let the master behind you do it!"
A high-pitched voice suddenly came from above his head with an arrogant and domineering voice. Yang Ji raised his head and finally saw the domineering figure in robes on the top of the mountain.
The fierce creatures in the sky seemed to be a head shorter in front of him, just like a child.
"Boom!"
Before Yang Ji could react, suddenly the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and a shocking battle began. Dark clouds rolled in, countless vicious creatures flew down from the sky, and the sound of ferocious roars could be heard endlessly.
On the ground, weak but powerful figures rose up from the sky at the same time, and faced them without fear. The few figures revealed an indomitable momentum that was comparable to the fierce beasts in the sky.
"thunderbolt!"
A thick bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. The lightning reflected the dark clouds in the sky and the towering silhouette of the mountains below. This was a shocking battle. Yang Ji had never thought that he would see such a battle.
The sky was covered by countless torrents that destroyed the heaven and earth. Those flying ferocious beasts were of strange shapes, each one bigger than the city.
The sky and the earth are twisting, the earth is tearing apart, countless mountains are easily pushed down and destroyed like building blocks, and the black space cracks are born and destroyed, never ending. (To be continued...)