Chapter 50 The Mystery of Artistic Conception The Mountain Behind the Gate of Heaven

The first roll raises the sword out of the sheath

Chapter 50: The Mystery of Artistic Conception and the Mountain Behind the Gate of Heaven [Page 11]

After taking the drawings, Jing Qing turned around and left the Instrument Maker Hall, but did not immediately go to the back mountain.

Instead, I came to the library and consulted some information about the artistic conception.

According to the records of predecessors, artistic conception is a unique force formed by the understanding of heaven and earth, all things, and oneself.

It's like a butcher with amazing cattle slaughtering skills, who can slaughter cattle and beasts like a cow, and every action can even be full of rhyme.

Because in their eyes, the ox is no longer an animal, but a pile of flesh connected by bones, skin, flesh and tendons, which can be done with very little effort by wielding a knife and dividing it along the gap between the flesh and bones.

The same is true for artistic conception.

In other words, this butcher has also comprehended an artistic conception, an artistic conception that specializes in slaughtering cattle.

The monk who has comprehended it has surpassed the mundane in a certain aspect, and can easily do what ordinary monks cannot do.

It's like Yulin's killing path, Wang Chunshui's spring water knife path, and his own sword intent of slashing, all of which have unique powers, which can increase the monk's combat power several times.

Thinking in his heart, Jing Qing left the book pavilion and came to the back of the attic, under a huge billboard.

The notice board was full of all kinds of tasks, which were issued by the elders of the Heavenly Gate, and were specially used to hone their disciples.

Jing Qing took out a blank piece of jade slip and recorded the task information in it.

The above quests are unlimited, and you can get rewards as long as you hand in all the items required for the quest before the quest is taken down.

Or a spare, or an elixir, or a magic weapon.

When Jing Qing was going to the back mountain to find charcoal essence, he would easily complete some more interesting tasks and earn some extra money.

"Are you, Jingqing?"

Just as he was about to leave, a female voice suddenly came from Jing Qing's ear, and when she looked back, a female monk who was not beautiful and had a dull sky pattern painted on her forehead appeared in her eyes.

It seems familiar.

The picture flashed in his mind, and Jing Qing remembered who this female cultivator was.

"Are you Zhang Yao?"

She was a member of the second monk team she joined when she came to the Heavenly Gate, and they got along for a few days, and the relationship was quite harmonious, but at the foot of the Heavenly Gate, they parted ways.

Unexpectedly, she also passed the test of the ladder of heaven and worshiped the gate of heaven, which is really fateful.

"It's really you."

Zhang Yao looked a little surprised: "You came here, are you going to go to the back mountain to complete the task?" ”

"Well, I'm going to complete a tricky task and earn some hedrons."

Jing Qing didn't hide it, smiling.

Although he is not familiar with Zhang Yao, he knows each other after all, and now that he meets, he has a feeling of meeting his old acquaintance in a foreign country, which is gratifying.

It's the same feeling when compared to each other.

"Oh, then do you want to join our team, there are a few senior brothers who have been practicing in the back mountain all year round, and they are very familiar with the environment inside, so it should be helpful for your mission."

Zhang Yao nodded and invited with a chuckle.

The range of the back mountain is very large, stretching for thousands of miles, although there are only low-level spirit animals in it, but it is rich in varieties and extremely numerous, and most of them live in groups.

To ensure safety, most monks choose to stay in groups.

The strength of the crowd is great, and while it is safe, the area that can be explored can also be a little more extensive.

"Okay, thank you."

Jingqing has never been to Houshan.

Among the acquaintances, Fluttershy prepares for retreat, but Bai Lin is beaten by Yulin and his nose is swollen and his murderous intent invades his lungs, and he can't get out of bed for at least three months.

Wang Jun is building the foundation of the Great Perfection, and he is making preparations for breaking the ladder, and he doesn't have time.

Originally, he was just planning to run around in the back mountains, looking for fire spirit veins everywhere, and try his luck.

Now that he has a better choice, Jing Qing naturally agreed without hesitation.

The two of them walked together, riding the same flying feather goose spirit beast, and advanced towards the back mountain range.

Along the way, Tong Guò talked, and Jing Qing had some understanding of the tasks issued by the back mountain and the sect.

The range of the back mountain is vast, occupying almost two-thirds of the range of Wentian Peak.

The spiritual veins are dense, although they are not super-grade spiritual veins, but the spiritual energy is abundant, and they give birth to all kinds of strange spirit beasts.

Although it is a mountain, but among them, grasslands, dense forests, swamps, and mountains can be seen everywhere, the terrain is complex and changeable, ordinary spirit trees, spirit grass, can be seen almost everywhere, and some people even find more than a hundred years of elixir.

On the edge of the back mountain is a grassland with a wide view, suitable for novices to exercise.

There are mainly some herbivorous spirit beasts inside, such as yellow voles, blue-eared rabbits, flower finch, and grass snakes, the attack power is very low, and the materials on the body are not valuable, only a few spirit wolves will take the initiative to attack.

After the grassland, there are the woods.

There are many large spirit beasts in the forest, such as black-maned pigs and violent wolf beasts.

There are also a small number of beast kings, and the value of the materials on his body has also risen several times in vain, and there are also a large number of low-level elixirs and spar veins where they live.

If you find any place, there will be no shortage of at least ten years of cultivation.

Further on, there are endless peaks and cliffs.

It is almost a labyrinth, there are many high-quality precious elixirs, of course, the danger will also increase greatly, the fierce spirit beasts of the third and fourth orders are extremely numerous, and they are bloodthirsty by nature.

The task of the sect is to collect some relatively rare spirit flowers and spirit grasses, as well as kill spirit beasts to obtain their fur and bones.

These spirit flowers and spirit grasses, spirit beast materials, will be refined into pills and magic weapons, and will be distributed to the disciples of the sect as rewards.

This is also a kind of circulation.

"Here we are."

After a while, Zhang Yao's eyes suddenly lit up, and the spirit bird that sat down fell, and Jing Qing followed behind.

On a huge rock not far from the steppe of the back mountain, four monks sat on it, resting.

Three men and one woman, one of whom was a female cultivator, saw Zhang Yao and immediately beckoned.

"This is Senior Brother Gao Yi, this is Senior Brother Gao Shun, they are twins."

Zhang Yao jumped off the spirit beast, pointed to the two male monks who looked almost identical, introduced, and grabbed the beautiful and innocent female cultivator.

"This is Qin Xuemei's paper, just like us, we all started in the past two years."

"This is Jingqing ......"

"Senior brother."

Gao Yi grabbed Zhang Yao and stopped her from continuing, looking at Jingqing's Tianwen eagerly.

Looking at Gao Shun again, his eyes were also shining and full of envy.

Zhang Yao and the others have only been in the business for a year, and they don't know if there is any excuse.

But how could these monks, who were born in the Heavenly Gate and were born disciples of the Heavenly Gate, not know what the awakening of the Heavenly Pattern means.

Artistic conception!

Only a true elite monk can comprehend the absolute ability.

"The two senior brothers don't need to be polite, I've only been in the house for a year, and I belong to the juniors, so you still call me junior brother."

"Having said that, today's return rate is so high, not because I'm more handsome, but because of this Tianwen?"

Jing Qing smiled bitterly and touched his forehead wordlessly.

I thought in my heart, before learning to control the sky pattern, should I learn from Xu Chong and keep a bang?