Beast

"Boom!"

The waves, which were ten feet high, seemed to push endlessly into the distance.

"This is the real stormy sea!" Yang Qing's eyes were bright and he exclaimed sincerely. "In the past, sitting in a well and looking at the sky was nothing more than working behind closed doors. If I didn't come here to swim in the Yunjiang River, even if my realm of cultivation improved, it would be as small as a snail.

generally"

Yang Qing was glad to have a trip to Dangyunjiang, and he realized that the essence of it was not something he could just meditate on.

It lies in the accumulation and the final touch!

Yang Qing has practiced "The Turbulent Waves" no less than a thousand times, and there have been mistakes and corrections in the process. However, with his state of mind, he cannot see the big from the small.

"The strength is dispersed and then concentrated. Each one is stronger than the other, and the superposition leaves no gap." Yang Qing said with enlightenment. With extremely full energy, he turned over his hand and took out the long black stick Wu Lie.

"Buzz!"

Amidst the roar of the waves, the long stick trembled, and ten stick shadows appeared in response, turning into an ink-colored light curtain, dividing the dim sky and the water vapor from the waves into two. Even the oncoming waves,

They were all beaten to pieces.

The speed of this blow was unprecedentedly fast. Except for the half-breath time when the long stick was raised high, ten stick shadows suddenly appeared.

The power of a thousand catties stacks up to fifteen thousand catties.

The understanding of the ‘turbulent waves’ has increased, coupled with the inexplicable enhancement of the soul, the strength has increased accordingly!

"Come again!"

Yang Qing shouted excitedly, holding the stick in one hand instead of holding it in both hands.

"Buzz!"

The ten jet-black stick shadows appeared slightly slower than before, but the sound they caused was even better.

"Uh, uh, uh"

The sound of ten stick shadows cutting through the water vapor was hard to tell.

"The realm has improved slightly, but I still can't control this power." Yang Qing frowned slightly, thinking about the scene just now.

The left arm is 6,000 jins, the right arm is 5,000 jins, and the stick held by both hands is the most basic 11,000 jins. The power to hit the waves is more than 20,000 jins, not the imaginary 33,000 jins.

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Although Yang Qing's realm has improved slightly, his own strength is too strong and cannot be fully controlled by this realm. The basic strength of the superimposed strength to fight the stormy waves is 5,000 on his right arm. If it is too much, it becomes a burden.

As a result, the strength of the left arm could not be fully exerted. Compared with holding the stick with one hand, the power of hitting the "turbulent waves" increased by five thousand kilograms.

Compared with before, his strength has increased a lot, and the real reason is that his soul has strengthened, and after seeing Dangyunjiang, his realm has improved slightly.

"Come again!"

With a low voice, Yang Qing held the stick with one hand, and the muscles in his whole body trembled and tightened, using all his strength.

"Buzz!"

"Uh, uh, uh"

The power of this blow is as powerful as the previous one!

In addition to the arms, Yang Qing can use other muscles to increase his right arm by five thousand kilograms. This is the second level of "Extreme Strength".

And this blow was not the 30,000 jins as imagined, but 20,000 jins.

"Come again!"

Holding the stick with both hands, all the muscles in the body trembled and tightened.

"Buzz!"

"Uh, uh, uh"

This blow was the most powerful among Yang Qing's attacks.

It weighs nearly 25,000 kilograms, and its attack power is almost the same as that of a monk's weapon in the early stages of Dingling.

"The realm has improved slightly, and the strength has improved rapidly because the soul has been inexplicably strengthened, but compared to the strength, the realm is still insufficient. For me, the benchmark for Stormy Waves is five thousand kilograms on my right arm. Even if I transform into a beast, it should be the same.

"Yang Qing guessed

He murmured as if, the improvement in realm and strength made him very happy. "Even if the strength is doubled by the beast transformation, the whole body strength that can pour into the arms is still 5,000 kilograms. What if we can control all the increased strength and hit the stormy waves?

How strong will it be?!"

In the beastly state, Yang Qing's right arm becomes ten thousand kilograms of strength, but the second level of "Ultimate Strength" allows him to use five thousand kilograms of strength except the arm. Although all the muscles are strengthened during the beastly transformation, he can

The control power of the physical body can only control five thousand kilograms equivalent to the right arm.

This is thanks to the fact that the soul has been strengthened for some unknown reason, otherwise once the various powers are superimposed, the control will be greatly reduced, and there will be far less effect than this.

"The practice of the "Three Yangs and Seven Yin" scriptures needs to be speeded up. Strengthening the soul will improve strength very quickly." Yang Qing secretly decided that he could not find a rare treasure that could enhance the fit between the soul and the body. Strengthening the soul could also be done.

"Boom!"

The roar of the surging water brought Yang Qing away from his thoughts. Looking at the scene in front of him, he felt very excited.

The sky was dim, making the sky and water appear thinner.

"That's not right!" Yang Qing's eyes did not open, and he stared at the countless waves of water for a moment.

"I originally thought that the strengthening of the stormy waves was to increase from ten to a hundred, but I was wrong!" Yang Qing said to himself as he suddenly realized.

The water waves are endless, one after another, and the stormy waves take their meaning without counting. I came up with the ten by myself, but in fact it was not the original intention. The number of waves is not important. It lies in the dispersion and concentration of the power. On the contrary, there are too many dispersions and the gaps increase.

If it is large, the power will decrease rapidly.

"Then, it is no longer ten paths, but nine paths."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

Holding the stick in one hand, nine stick shadows appeared instantly, almost without pause, turning into an ink-colored light curtain and slashing down vertically.

Although the power of this attack is not as good as before, the attack speed is faster.

Once Yang Qing completely grasps the variables of dispersion and concentration of force, his speed will not decrease and his power will be restored to its original state.

"Moreover, the dispersion and concentration of power can not only be used for attacks, but also can be used to open up the Purple Mansion. If the "Extreme Strength" is briefly explained and combined with this, then the opening of the Purple Mansion can be expected," Yang Qing said from

As he spoke, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Once I do it, I will reach the state of opening up the Zifu," Yang Qing said with certainty.

"Buzz..."

The embankment beneath his feet trembled slightly, and Yang Qing couldn't help but look down.

I could vaguely see how many waves of water washed over the edge of the lift, making the lift comparable to a rock tremble gently.

"This..." Yang Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, "Is this the way the four foreign styles use to sweep thousands of armies, in a wave style?"

"If the realm is not enough, even if you understand it, you still can't produce waves of power." Yang Qing was not lost. "If the realm is not enough, I will make up for it by strengthening the soul. I will consume three and a half bottles of stalactite essence to see how far the soul can reach."

"Wandering dragon comes out of the water, how does Nujiang Clouds exert its power?" Yang Qing is full of curiosity and yearning. "Nujiang Clouds is the strongest attack among the four foreign styles. How strong is it?"

This is the Luoguo branch of the Dangyun River, and it is the most common place in the Dangyun River. In Northern Fujian, where the two branches converge is the real Danyun River. Yang Qing said hopefully in his heart, "You must see it."

Go down to the real Dangyun River”

After saying that, seeing that it was getting dark, he walked towards the dock that stretched for more than ten miles.

The hull of the boat docked at the pier is much larger than the flower boats Yang Qing has seen. The height above the water is only seven or eight feet, and the length is nearly thirty feet. In the dark and foggy night, like a boat

A ferocious monster that chooses people to devour.

It's a bit far away, so I can't really see the exact shape.

On the pier, under the canopy covering the city, boxes, bags, and bottles were covered with sheets of mats, which were not containing any kind of goods. Monks in different costumes were guarding the goods, guarding against others.

Monks or creatures in the water came to steal and destroy it.

Behind this pier is a group of houses, some of which are lofts, and some of which are common courtyard houses. The overall scale is larger than that of a small town. There are restaurants, inns, etc., although it is unavoidable to be wet on the riverside.

It can be used as a resting place.

Yang Qing had to sleep in the open air all the way, even a broken thatched hut would be good, let alone an inn.

The wooden planks under my feet were always wet, and there were green moss growing on various parts. I walked down the pier and entered the town, steaming all over my body.

There are few fishermen in the town. There are a lot of aquatic products in the Dangyun River, but not everyone can fish them. There are only a few families that dry huge fish. They can barely support their families through life and death. Anyone with a flexible mind and a little business knowledge can

Various shops were opened.

Here, both ordinary people and low-level people will come here to take a boat, fly with a royal weapon or travel on foot. It is much more comfortable.

Yang Qing came here, firstly, to inquire whether there were any ships heading to Northern Fujian recently, and secondly, to stay in the hotel and rest up.

It was early September, and the weather was very cold at night, especially along the riverside where the humidity was heavy. His whole body was always sticky. In this weather, Yang Qing was steaming all over his body, and it did not arouse the curiosity of others at all. There was no need to ask deliberately.

, I randomly chose an inn and walked in.

The waiter at the inn had slightly dark skin, but one tooth was extraordinarily white. He was rewarded with ten taels of silver and told everything he knew.

Some of the ships coming and going at the wharf here are just transporting goods, some are carrying business travelers, and some are doing both.

Seeing Yang Qing's appearance and wet and embarrassed appearance, the waiter obviously attributed him to a scholar who traveled around and saw great places. Also seeing that his words were gentle and he didn't have the air of a 'big man' at all, he couldn't help but persuade him, "The wind is strong on the river and the waves are strong."

, no ordinary ship can hold up to one or two shots, so there are many business travelers in distress. I think it’s better for you, sir, to be cautious. Nothing is as important as your life... Of course, if you have a spiritual stone, you will be safe.

There is a slight guarantee”

Some of the ships that come and go are provided for ordinary people, and some are specially provided for monks. One costs silver and the other requires spiritual stones. The ships they control are naturally different.

The waiter was just an ordinary person and couldn't understand how strong the ship was. He only knew that two days later, a ship specially carrying monks sailed towards the north of Fujian.

After asking for the location, I thanked him, got a room, and walked in.

There was a faint musty smell in the room, and the doors and windows were slightly damp.

After changing his robes, he sat cross-legged on the wooden couch with damp bedding and took out half a bottle of stalactite essence.

In recent practice, the stalactite essence has been consumed very quickly, and the enhancement of the soul can also be felt.

The consciousness of Fu Zong is more flexible and can lift a weight of one kilogram with the strength equivalent to fifteen kilograms.

"If these three and a half bottles are used up, to what extent can the soul be strengthened?" Yang Qing said yearningly. Strengthening the soul is enhancing his strength, and it is even more valuable to be able to control his spiritual consciousness. "That bottle can't say anything.

Use it!"

The teacup time is enough to recite the scriptures of "Three Yang and Seven Yin" once, and it contains the essence of stalactites. As long as it can withstand the torture, it can be practiced without interruption. At this moment, Yang Qing has such a crazy idea.