Doom: Liver experience from hunting

Chapter 142 The real ultimate dark night!
After leaving shopkeeper Zhang's residence for half a day, Tang Wen stopped worrying about money.

It's not that he got the money, or thought of a practical way to make money.

Instead, he thought, he had already made an appointment to watch the "Dark Night Fist" in three days.

So as a mere martial artist, if he really got 5000 taels within three days, no matter what means he used, it would be too exaggerated.

It's better to learn the concept first, and then talk about whether to raise money to experience "extreme darkness".

In the following time, Tang Wen alternately practiced several exercises without leaving the courtyard.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Early in the morning, Tang Wen came to shopkeeper Zhang with another 500 taels of silver.

The money was in place, and the latter nodded immediately, showing a smile:
"follow me."

Shopkeeper Zhang took Tang Wen into an underground stone house.

Upon entering the door, soft and bright white light filled the entire secret room.

In the center of the ceiling, a basketball-sized ball of white light was emitting light.

"This is?"

"A kind of ore in the ground that naturally emits light."

Tang Wen was greatly surprised.

Shopkeeper Zhang: "See the wrench on the pillar over there? Push it up, and the light source will go up, and then the room will be completely dark. It's eight o'clock in the morning, and someone will knock on the door at eight o'clock in the evening!"

Tang Wen nodded, looked at the two visualization pictures on the wall, and asked, "This is it?"

"Two visualizations, the left is the core strength, and the right is the first form of the Black Night Fist." Shopkeeper Zhang said naturally.

what?
not all?

Tang Wen tried his best to control his expression: "The other moves are in another room? I can only watch two?"

Shopkeeper Zhang said with a smile: "Two are not enough for you to practice? Young man, don't be so ambitious, the remaining six styles, in the other six rooms, you can enter once for a fee, and you can only enter one room at a time."

Damn.

That means a total of 6000 taels of silver, right?

Gan!
Dead profiteer!
"Understood." Tang Wen forced a smile.

Shopkeeper Zhang turned and left, leaving Tang Wen alone.

Resist the urge to curse.

Tang Wen still couldn't calm down, and wandered around the house a few times.

Make sure there are no holes in the wall, no watchers.

He poses.One move and one move to play the eight Vajra Kung Fu.

again and again.

He didn't open his eyes until his heart stopped.

Come to the visualization map that looks like a mural.

Different from the flame camp and the Wang family in Wujiacheng, the visualization picture in front of him is more refined.

Tang Wen carefully touched the edge with his hand.

Slightly cool and soft to the touch.

It was a material he had never touched before.

Taking a few steps back, he sat on the futon on the ground.

Aim at the first core strength map and watch it intently.

hum.

A wilderness appeared before him.

The red sun is rising, and its path is bright.

The wilderness is covered with gold.

Ordinary sand and gravel turned into golden sand.

The sun slowly changed its position, reaching its zenith and casting endless rays of light.

The shadows of the fine sand and stones on the ground were squeezed into a small dot by the fierce sunlight, and shrank beside the sand and stones.

Gradually, the sun sets.

The gravel shadows are elongated by the light.

The sun was setting and the sky was orange.

The sky was completely dark, and darkness enveloped the field.

The night has come.

Tang Wen has never experienced the night so carefully and profoundly.

A starless night.

Can't see five fingers.

The night is quiet and seems to hide endless treachery.

The night continued, as if unchanged.

But if you experience it carefully, it seems that it is changing from light to thick, thick to the extreme, and then light again.

Tang Wen was puzzled.

This seems like an ordinary day, right?

This is the idea of ​​the core strength concept of Heiye Shenquan?

What about fooling the ghost?

I watched it several times and still can't figure it out.

He tried to visualize quietly, visualized the light and darkness, and finally came to the silent night.

It seemed to have some effect, but it was too weak. He punched out so hard that he didn't even have a sonic boom.

It's not as powerful as him casually striking an inch.

I read it twice again, but I still can't understand it.

But it is obviously impossible for the Black Night Fist to only have this level.

Otherwise, it would have disappeared in historical occasions because no one learned it.

So what's the problem?
I have no idea after much deliberation.

He simply looked at the first form of the Black Night God Fist, Shadow Kill!

Darkness added to the body, and fists came out like shadows.

Fast and violent.

The fist pulls out afterimages all over the sky, false and real.

Tang Wen had a sliver of enlightenment, and he had to rely on the characteristics of the night.

Only then can the virtual and the real be made so realistic.

The point is to visualize the night.

But how can the dark night have power?

In the previous life, Tang Wen was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze.

His impression of the night is calm and quiet.

Even if you occasionally have the illusion of being followed when you walk at night, and you feel scared in your heart, as long as you walk under the street light, you will not be afraid anymore.

Of course, it is not that the dark night in the original world is not dangerous.

It can only be said that Tang Wen is lucky, the danger in the dark night has never found him.

Later I go to work and like to stay up late.

I feel that only at night, when everything is quiet, is the rare leisure time and free time that really belongs to me!
I don't think there is any horror and horror in the dark night.

This is determined by the environment in which he grew up.

Shadow kill!

Tang Wen visualized and punched again, the fist was limp.

Like flirting between lovers.

Tang Wen was quite speechless.

This shouldn't be called Shadow Killing, it should be called Returning My Piao Piao Fist.

The problem still lies in his lack of understanding of the core strength of Heiye Shenquan.

Visualization boxing, the emphasis is on visualization.

With this punch, I only grasped the fur of the move.

I didn't get the power I deserved from the visualization at all.

But isn't night the natural law of the rotation of the sun and the moon?

Can it have ghost powers?

What is the extreme darkness that shopkeeper Zhang said?
Tang Wen sighed.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, his back bent, his right hand resting on his chin, frowning in thought.

The knowledge he learned in his previous life made him understand how nights alternate.

Visualize ordinary darkness, night, words that cannot be borrowed.

Otherwise, try visualizing in alternate directions.

When he first came into contact with visualization martial arts, he never dared to make such an attempt.

Now, he knows more than one set of visualization martial arts.

For the concept of thinking, I already have my own understanding.

According to his estimation, it would be a little dangerous to change the concept of core efforts in such a random way, but it should not be a big problem.

He was immersed in the visualization, concentrated his mental power, and the orange dusk appeared in his mind.

The dusk is gradually passing... The picture is suddenly raised, and a huge sphere with uneven surface is slowly rotating, blocking the glowing sun.

hum.

Tang Wen's eyes flashed.

Exited the visualization state.

Failed.

After a brief attempt, he was dazed, groggy, and lacking energy to speak of.

The condition is also very bad.

His hand that picked up the bamboo tube was trembling, and he drank some water with great difficulty, ignoring the animal skin brought by unfolding, tilted his head, and immediately fell asleep.

The change of conception is too big, and the mental power is consumed violently.

To learn the concept of thinking, you need to devote yourself wholeheartedly.

Only by fully believing in the picture you visualized can you make the boxing have the corresponding power.

Tang Wen visualized the movement of celestial bodies and the arrival of night.

In just a short moment, the mental power was like the water in a river embankment and dam that was completely blown away, and it ran away in an instant.

Wake up.

Looking at the pocket watch, three hours have passed.

Exactly two sleep cycles.

Eighty to ninety percent of my spirit recovered.

Tang Wen adjusted his state, looked at the visualization map of the core strength of the Dark God Fist, and immersed himself in it again.

In his sleep just now, he wanted to understand one thing, darkness has attributes.

The restlessness of the spring night.

The sweltering heat of summer nights.

The coolness of autumn night.

The coldness of winter nights.

The dark night in the mountain village cemetery is subjectively strange.

The night in Yihonglou is filled with the smell of powder, alcohol, cigarettes and bodily fluids, making people depraved.

But these are too abstract.

There is no strength either.

No need to bother to visualize.

But it doesn't matter, Tang Wen has already thought of a kind of darkness, which can be called the ultimate.

That is the eternal night in the corner of the universe, in that empty space, where the light of stars has not been illuminated for billions of years.

Coldness, silence, and nothingness are the main themes of everything.

It is eternal and extreme darkness.

Everything quieted down.

Tang Wen closed his eyes, as if floating in this eternal darkness.

Swish!
He opened his eyes, his eyes were full of coldness and indifference.

Shadow kill!

Call ~
There was a sound like wind blowing.

Tang Wen made three fist shadows with one punch.

Two virtual and one real, the real can be false, and the virtual can be real.

As the fist was punched out, a white mist appeared faintly in the air.

The temperature in the secret room then dropped slightly.

Become!

(End of this chapter)