Chapter 197 Nine Changes
The white ape is actually a different species, tall and strong with well-developed limbs.
Fang Xian had also practiced monkey form in the martial arts world, so even if he just used the simplest fighting techniques, beating a dozen monkeys would not be a problem.
Not to mention, he is an alchemist after all, and the power of calamity is spread all over his body.
Although it cannot be transformed into an offensive technique, it is more than enough to increase physical fitness, speed, strength...
Finally, the cheat of "Daluo Dongxuan Secret View" was opened.
He dodged, climbed up the tree nimbly, and threw down a little monkey that was throwing stones at him.
Fang Xian is always rude to naughty kids.
The monkeys were immediately enraged. How dare this white heretic resist? Several black macaques rushed forward.
Fang Xian reached out with one claw, using the monkey-shaped move 'White Ape Offering Fruit'!
The monkey-shaped fist is not elegant in itself, jumping around, and its main lethality lies in the 'monkey paw'.
At this time, Fang Xian's hand was actually a monkey's paw.
He stretched out his claws and scratched the face of the surrounding black monkey to pieces. While activating the Daluo Dongxuan Secret Observation, he sensed the attacks from the two monkeys nearby and dodged them.
In no time at all, these male monkeys were defeated.
Suddenly, another loud roar was heard.
The monkey king, who was a little bigger than the other male monkeys, jumped out aggressively and grabbed Fang Xian's face with one claw.
Fang Xian stomped his foot, breaking the tree branch.
The Monkey King was confused and fell off the tree with a big head, landing on a sharp rock and letting out a loud scream.
It jumped up suddenly, hugged its buttocks with both hands, and was about to cry.
Is there anyone who bullies monkeys like this?
The monkey king limped back to the tree in a very strange posture.
“Squeak!”
The monkeys in the group seemed to be frightened by this scene. After a long time, a male monkey came out with his tail hanging down to show his submission.
With one example set, other monkeys followed suit.
"This is... I defeated the Monkey King, and you want me to be the Monkey King? Get lost!"
Fang Xian looked at the female monkeys who were winking at him, shook his head quickly, shuddered all over, and ran away in a hurry.
Slipped away. Slipped away.
I can’t afford to offend you.
Amid the wailing of the monkeys, they saw the 'new king' they had chosen running down the monkey mountain in shame.
Anyone who dared to chase after them was beaten back by the new king, and could not help but cry out in pain.
At this time, the lame old monkey king climbed to the top of the tree, looked around, and quietly raised his tail.
squeak!
squeak!
The next moment, several tall macaques immediately challenged it.
The old Monkey King wanted to cry but had no tears.
It still hurts.
…
late at night.
Under the moonlight.
A white ape was sitting cross-legged on a bluestone in meditation, looking just like a legendary monster breathing in the moonlight.
"It has been seven days since we came down from Monkey Mountain..."
"Drinking spring water and eating fruit every day is not a big deal... I don't know how long it will take for the reincarnation option to charge..."
"Besides, I also need to actively pursue the power of disasters to practice..."
After a long time, the white ape stopped practicing, put one hand on his chin, and showed a very anthropomorphic contemplative expression.
During this period of time, Fang Xian has been doing one thing, which is trying to refine the throat and transform its flesh and blood to make it easier for him to speak.
Among the monsters, there is a special category called "Refining the Horizontal Bone"!
"After all, I will have to deal with the intelligent creatures in this world in the future. Not being able to speak is a problem..."
"This second technique should perhaps be more about controlling one's own body... a flesh and blood type or a transformation type?"
'After all, my reincarnation and changing bodies are normal, so there may be various defects... I can use this magic to make up for them...'
"And... the extraordinary power that is biased towards the body is easier to achieve! It can also be combined with my martial arts accumulation..."
"What's the name? White Tiger Evil Skill? Never mind... it sounds boring... Black Tortoise Holy Skill? No creativity... Thirty-six Heavenly Gangs and Seventy-two Earthly Demons? No, no, let's just call it 'Nine Transformations of Gangs and Demons'. Nine transformations are enough to dominate the world!"
Fang Xian made a decision.
The first of the Gangsha Nine Changes is the 'transformation of flesh and blood', which enables one to control the flesh and blood of the entire body and operate it as desired, and it also has the meaning of martial arts.
The moonlight is dim.
The white ape on the bluestone suddenly jumped up and performed a set of boxing techniques.
This is Fang Xian practicing martial arts!
His boxing style at this time was both monkey-like and had the flavor of the armored boxing, somewhat similar to the Monkey King's armored boxing.
Under his feet, on the bluestone, shallow footprints appeared.
"This world... has no concept of true qi... nor does it have the spiritual energy of cultivating immortals, let alone strange spirituality!"
Fang Xian seemed to be thinking about something, and his voice was like thunder, humming and humming, vibrating every part of his body through the sound.
Boom!
Snap!
His breath turned into wind , and his exhaled breath turned into thunder.
The blood in the body is rushing and surging, making a sound like the rushing water of the Yangtze River.
Next to it, a tiger appeared out of nowhere, seemed to be attracted by the noise, and lay quietly beside it.
It was the tiger that had caught Fang Xian's eye at the beginning. It was obviously a different species and had some spirituality.
Although still confused, the tiger stared at the scene intently, as if it knew it would be of great benefit to it.
"He is quite clever, and has some good fortune..."
After Fang Xian finished his set of boxing moves, two streams of aborted white air blew out of his nose. They danced in the air like dragons and snakes, and then turned into cranes. "What a pity... without spiritual energy, how can I have magical powers?"
Even if it was him, if he simply brought over the boxing techniques from the martial arts world and integrated them, in the end he would still be a - monkey!
Only by absorbing the power of calamity and cultivating supernatural powers can one be considered a true "demon"!
"But since we've met, it's fate."
Fang Xian thought about it, and a calamity force emerged from his fingers, transformed into a seed, shot out and sank into Shanhu's sea of consciousness.
The tiger was startled at first, and then it felt as if there was something extra in its body, but also as if there was nothing.
He nodded at Fang Xian in a daze, then turned and walked into the darkness.
…
The next day, early morning.
Fang Xian was sitting cross-legged in meditation when he heard a noise in the jungle. The tiger from yesterday jumped out with a fawn in its mouth. It put it on the ground, then turned and walked away.
"Is there any gift here?"
Fang Xian thought for a while, then burst into laughter: "Forget it, just think of it as accepting another disciple..."
The way of alchemists is profound and extensive, and he is not sure he can reach the top by himself.
So I chose to preach in this strange world.
At this time, I naturally don’t mind sowing a few more seeds in this world.
Even if they are not human.
"It's also very interesting to see a different species achieve enlightenment!"
Fang Xian slowly closed his eyes and thought indifferently.
Time goes by day by day.
He had been practicing here for a hundred days already, completing the foundation of martial arts, or in other words, he had finally strengthened his muscles and cleansed his marrow, gaining some self-protection ability.
"Now that my martial arts are complete, the next step is to find the source of the disaster and practice..."
Fang Xian was thinking.
At this moment, an eagle's cry suddenly came from the sky.
This is the 'second disciple' of this world that he accepted. Judging from the voice, he should be giving a warning.
Fang Xian's mind moved, and he dived into the jungle.
It wasn't long before several human figures appeared.
"I heard that a white ape appeared here. That would be a great auspicious sign. If we catch it, the officials will be delighted..."
A hunter said to himself.
Fang Xian didn't understand the human language of this world at this time, but Daluo Dongxuan Secret Temple had already sensed the malice, and his face couldn't help but turn cold.
