To follow the Dharma is to learn.
What Jiang Li is best at is studying.
Learning makes him happy, learning makes him enrich himself, and makes him addicted.
The palm of his sleeve quietly held the yellow dragon scale. Jiang Li switched to sage mode and carefully sensed the inexplicable breath flowing in the air, the long and weak frequency.
The best way to practice the "True Intent Method of Tan Snake" is to find a tan snake and observe it day and night. When you can fully present the tan snake in your mind, with no difference between the inside and the outside, this miraculous art will be complete.
Jiang Li couldn't find Tang She, but fortunately he had a substitute.
Dragon and snake belong to the same genus, and there is no tangy snake. It is not impossible to replace it with Yinglong. Maybe Yinglong will be even worse.
Through the dragon scales, Jiang Li could feel the rhythm of the air flow. They merged into the air, into every inch of space in Sihui Valley, and even echoed in the depths of Ding Lake.
Breathing began to adjust, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes heavy, sometimes weak.
'No, it's not like this. The bad breath has been sucked in.' '
The transparent body that appeared in his mind synchronized with the changes in his body. When an extremely weak trace of black air appeared in his nose, Jiang Li hurriedly exhaled to send out the evil air.
'It should be long, deep, seemingly slow and slow, but extremely domineering...'
Constantly adjusting the breathing frequency, even using true energy to assist and calibrating with thoughts, time and time again, Jiang Li's breath gradually became longer, and even the beating of his heart became slower.
Then, at a certain moment, when the breath was extremely long, my heart skipped a beat and I exhaled.
"Wu~hu~"
The beating of organs, the surge of blood, the movement of muscles, all the movements in the body merged into one, as if a thunder exploded in the body, deafening. His long breathing made a deep sound, and Jiang Li felt as if he was about to rise into the sky, rising straight into the sky.
Every part of the body is filled with explosive power, and the heart pumps violent blood flow throughout the body.
If Jiang Li hadn't been reborn and developed the appearance of a divine farmer, this breath would probably burst his cardiovascular system.
"Woo——"
The air in the stone house was churning wildly, causing Gongsun Qingyue's skirt not far ahead to flutter and her clothes to flutter. However, she had no intention of caring about anything else at the moment and just stared at Jiang Li.
Jiang Li's nose spurted out two jets of gray air. He seemed to spit out all the waste gas in his body at once, and his body seemed to be hollowed out. It was a bit similar to the feeling when he almost fainted before, but he didn't feel weak. , on the contrary, there is a refreshing feeling that comes from one's own heart.
More importantly, Jiang Li's thoughts became extremely agile. He couldn't help but visualize according to the "Real Intention Method of Tan Snake". The image of Tan Snake clearly appeared in his mind, and the powerful feeling and feeling he felt when breathing were clearly visible in his mind. The changes in his body were all integrated into his visualization and transformed into the snake.
Snake scale lines gradually appeared and expanded between Jiang Li's eyebrows, and a snake's kiss protruded from his eyebrows, followed by a ferocious snake head, which quickly grew in size after leaving the body, gradually...
Jiang Li suddenly turned pale, and Tan Snake's shadow was about to collapse.
His divine energy is something that few people can match within the ninth level, but it is still far from enough to conjure up a complete snake body. Even a snake head was difficult for Jiang Li to completely transform.
However, Jiang Li had a quick mind, and when he saw that the big one was not working, he immediately changed his mind.
The huge snake head returned to the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows and was transformed again. After a while, the scales on the eyebrows reappeared, and a spiritual snake swam out. The head, body, wings and tail were slightly paused when the tail was condensed, but in the end Still fully condensed.
"——"
A winged snake opened its mouth wide in the air, and its scales and wings were fully extended, as if a tango snake had come to this world. It roared silently, its nostrils flaring, and the frequency was exactly the same as Jiang Li's breathing.
The tan snake finally appears.
Just a bit small and exquisite...
"Kekeke," Gongsun Qingyue covered his mouth and laughed, "Junior brother, you are so delicate."
The length of this tango snake is only about one foot, which is 33 centimeters when converted into centimeters. It is quite thin, just one finger thick. If it is rolled up into a ball, it is not even as big as the eyes of the previous snake head.
Gongsun Qingyue naturally would not miss this opportunity and laughed at him immediately.
"If senior sister wants to know how old junior brother is, I'm always welcome."
Jiang Li glanced at the woman, and with a thought in his mind, the little snake immediately flew into the paper figurine on the stone table. Then he saw the phantom taking shape, and a physical winged snake appeared, folding its wings and flying into the air at a speed of even 10 seconds. Jiang Li's eyesight was a little hard to catch.
After that, the snake flew out from the paper man again and merged into the ink-colored fighting box. An ink-colored flying knife separated from the fighting box and flew through the air.
"laugh--"
A deep scratch appeared on the surrounding wall.
The huge tangerine snake was too big to measure, but the one-foot-long tangerine snake gave full play to Jiang Li's mental power, proving the wise saying that "condensation is the essence".
"Senior sister, how are you doing?" Jiang Li controlled the flying knife and put it into the battle box and asked.
The tan snake also flew out of the war box, landed on the side of Jiang Li's face, hooked his ears and spun around, then returned to the center of his eyebrows.
'What a strong control. His current strength is truly invincible in the ninth level. '
Seeing this, Gongsun Qingyue secretly evaluated in his mind, "And the breathing is quite similar to Ying Long's transformation in "Xing Tomb". Could it be that the person he is imitating is Ying Long?" '
"Shaping Grave" is a master of all things, so naturally he will not let go of Yinglong, a strong person. In this magical skill secretly passed down by the Ji family, there is a condensed method of Yinglong's appearance, and it has also derived many The method of imitating a dragon.
Although Gongsun Qingyue has never practiced Yinglong Bian, he is no stranger to this technique. When he associates it with the Yinglong Daoguo riot that has just subsided, he will naturally think of the relationship between the two.
'If this is the case, Jiang Li's qualifications are much more terrifying than expected. If he doesn't die, he will become a strong man sooner or later. '
'However, it's still a little short of catching up with me. '
When Gongsun Qingyue thought of this, he puffed up his chest and said lightly: "Not bad."
A mere ninth grader, but still want to overturn the world?
Sooner or later you will have to pay the price of being a hooligan.
Gongsun Qingyue has already thought about what will happen after returning to the valley.
Regarding Gongsun Qingyue's harsh words, Jiang Li just smiled lightly and didn't take it to heart at all. He has found two methods of fusion of Dao and Fruit. As long as he continues step by step, the eighth level is not far away.
When he reaches the eighth level, let's see if Senior Sister Gongsun can still be tough.
'And Jiang Zhuyun...' Jiang Li lowered his eyes to cover his fluctuations.
When he got out of his mind and returned to the valley, it was time for a head-on conflict with Jiang Zhuyun. I just don't know if Jiang Zhuyun is stronger or weaker than Gongsun Qingyue.
