At night, James stood on a terrace on the third floor of the manor, looking up at the starry sky. The night sky in this era was relatively clear, and the stars sprinkled by the Milky Way were mottled. He often looked at the stars in the sky like this at night. When Azazel was young, he would take him to relax like this.
The air seemed to vibrate slightly, and James slowly rose and fell. He seemed to be running up to a few hundred meters in the air slowly and quickly, as if he wanted to get closer to the Milky Way.
At first, I could only lift my body slightly into the air to resist gravity. With my understanding of the external force and the so-called Gang Qi, this skill became more and more practical.
After practicing martial arts, one has to master the so-called Dan Jin to reach Gang Qi. He didn't know what it was before, and even the level of Bao Dan was fumbled by himself.
After searching a lot of Eastern Daoist books these days, he once again looked at his original so-called "Bao Dan" process, and found that it was full of fallacies.
In the past, he only knew the general method of Bao Dan, but he had never learned the Daoist understanding of the so-called "golden elixir". In fact, this process is not only a stimulating evolution of the physical body, but also a fusion of the spiritual level.
Golden elixir is a state, a state of completeness and unity, so what Jindan practices is unique, "hugging" all your essence, energy, and spirit together and condensing them into one.
But James purely believes that this is to find the evolutionary stimulation point in the body, thereby improving the physical fitness and reborn.
But if it was wrong at the beginning, why did it finally work out and find the nine "golden elixirs" distributed along the spine?
This puzzled him for a while, but it was not until he compared the Evolution Technique and Killing Technique he created that he finally understood that Mutants at this stage was different from the ordinary human practice methods.
The power of Mutants comes from the gene itself, from the mutant ability itself. Currently, he has too few research methods and materials, but after he has reached the level of controlling the self-healing ability of his body, he can clearly perceive that as the mutant ability of "Wolverine", the source of his power comes from the bone marrow.
Human bone marrow can produce blood, and the heart is responsible for blood supply. These two tissues and organs are the foundation of his core self-healing ability, and he found the nine nodes distributed along the spine to the greatest extent, stimulating the regrowth of his own bones, thereby once again completing the second awakening of his mutant ability.
In the absence of clear training or methodology, Mutants's power improvement basically relies on emotional and mental stimulation, so there are too many uncertainties. Most Mutants will not have the opportunity to awaken their abilities for the second time in their lives. Only Mutantss with great potential and who have received strong stimulation under suitable and specific circumstances will have their mutant abilities awakened for the second time.
Therefore, James has not achieved "Bao Dan" at the martial arts level at all, but is the second evolution of mutant ability, which is the stage that Evolution Technique, which Azazel is practicing, needs to reach the second level.
Apart from the cognitive differences between the two, there is no difference in results. It's just that Mutants's "Bao Dan" does not have such a spiritually perfect state.
This also means that James has completed the concept of Evolution Technique, the second level, that Mutants can practice.
The first level is to control the body, not to cultivate one's body but not to cultivate one's strength. The purpose is to control the mind and emotions by controlling one's body, and to improve the understanding and control of one's self-mutating abilities.
It is not necessary to master the use of strength, but for melee-type Mutants, mastering the use of strength will greatly increase the destructive power of combat.
As the three small stages of this level are reached step by step, one can gradually and perfectly control one's mutant abilities without causing the ability to go out of control, and use the upper limit of the existing ability to the maximum extent. This is equivalent to an ordinary person practicing step by step from 100 meters to 10 seconds to reach his own limit of less than 100 meters in 10 seconds.
When you reach the second level, you need to try to control the spirit, or stimulate and regulate the secretion of some hormones in the brain, and benchmark the Dan Jin and Gang Jin stages of boxing.
Through perfect control of the body in the previous stage, you can gain subtle awareness of the use of body power, experience the brain stimulation or body operation mode when using your own mutant abilities, control your body in reverse, stimulate the corresponding parts of the body when your own abilities are triggered, and achieve the second evolution of mutant superpowers.
So currently Azazel has reached the limit of the first level, and his teleportation ability has been developed to the greatest extent. The distance, frequency, and quality of teleportation have increased several times compared to the Wakanda period.
Now, he only needs a few quick strobe teleports to cross continents and oceans. However, Azazel, who had the weakest ability when he was young, can only reach the point where his eyes can reach, but cannot teleport to places beyond his sight.
However, secondary mutation evolution is not only difficult, but also dangerous. If the stimulation to the body goes wrong, it is likely to cause damage to the Mutant Gene chain, causing unpredictable consequences.
James is still trying on itself, hoping to further improve Evolution Technique and reduce the risk factor.
He hung in the air for a long time, looking at the stars, but he was aware of the secrets deep within his body.
After a while, James came back to his senses and stretched in the air to prepare to go back. Now it is still a bit energy-consuming to fly purely by Jing Qi. When he takes a step further, he should be able to truly master the secret of flying.
He inadvertently saw West Egg on the other side of the coast. A particularly luxurious and luxurious manor was brightly lit. The colorful lights on the Crystal made the sky above the manor look like day.
If you listen carefully, you can feel the noisy and lively singing, dancing and laughter with your own ears.
James shook his head and smiled, not feeling repelled at all.
Cars carrying people from all over the city flocked here, and every weekend, all weekends would end at the Gatsby Mansion. People from all walks of life and all kinds of people from New York were immersed in this kaleidoscope-like party.
The pipe organ that reached the roof was loud and majestic. Together with the music played by several groups of jazz musicians, the men and women who came in felt like they had stepped on hot ground and were beating constantly.
"Panther! Blake·Panther! Come here, you are responsible for providing snacks, be smart, the tips here are the highest in New York!"
A slightly fat black young man called out to another tall and burly black young man, but he obviously didn't know how to deal with this situation. They were apprentices in the factory together. The boy with the strange name was a nice guy and often helped him with work, so he took him with him because he could earn extra money on weekends by working as a waiter.
Blake·Panther looked at this chaotic scene, his mind was a little confused, as if it was a grand bonfire celebration after the sacrifice in the tribe. In the past few years, he had finally mastered the most commonly used language in the white world, but he was still confused about their lives.
He often misses the sunset under the cliff, the grassland beside the river valley, chasing and playing with his tribe mates on Rhino, but every day he is shocked by the steel jungle, the roaring machinery and the unknown.
Standing here, he seemed to be far away from the outside world, with a strange sense of unreality.
He could not be like some previous tribesmen who came back early and lost their souls, or imitate them in kidnapping a few white people and asking for specious information.
He wants to truly understand the world, find the secret to becoming stronger, then return to his hometown and regain his place there.
Snap!
"Faq! Get to work quickly!"
The fat man slapped him on the back of the head. Blake·Panther nodded hurriedly, held up the dessert plate, and nimbly moved among the crazy dancing crowd.