Feeling that Wei suddenly stopped talking, Xu Yongzheng said, "What's the matter?

He glanced at him and said, "How can I be so boring." Let's go on, the artistic conception of your interception of the river is to rush forward, and the artistic conception of Zheyue is to attack the enemy with the momentum of falling. If you move twice more, your power won't increase, but it will decrease, you know. Unless you can control it perfectly. In that case, you won't be able to take it yourself. Forget it, this difficulty is too high, and it is easy to have problems if you are not careful. However, the idea can tell you that if you intercept the river, if you can add a little blasting intent to it, wait until the moment you come into contact with the enemy, and explode directly. In the same way, the same can be true of Origaku. However, no one has been able to understand the meaning of this explosion for many years, so don't think about it. ”

When Xu Yongzheng heard this, he also knew in his heart that the authority of these words was very likely that those two people did not understand it, so he naturally gave up.

"Isn't that a vain statement?"

"Originally, the most suitable for this kind of vitality is the artistic conception of beasts, and when the tiger descends the mountain, it can move a few more times. However, due to the limited pattern, the upper limit is not high, and the power is worse than your two artistic conceptions. Therefore, there were not many rivers and lakes at that time. ”

"Let's talk about the third option. ”

The first category of this third type is the superposition of quantity, which refers to the superposition of the number of artistic conceptions of the same kind, which is more large and small because of the different artistic conceptions. Back then, there was a swordsman who could only have one artistic conception and created this method. Later, he became famous, and this method became famous. His artistic conception is also known as Jinguang Wandian. When you are against someone, it is a kind of artistic conception to shoot multiple times and attack the enemy at the same time. In this kind of artistic conception stage, the power of artistic conception also increases exponentially, of course, there will be a little consumption. ”

"At first, those artistic conceptions were about to be sent out because of the short time, so only less than half of the full force was used, and the superposition of the two artistic conceptions was due to consumption, and perhaps the power added up to sixty percent. Later, it was more than that. I also know the specific situation from observation. After all, my masters have never used such stupid methods. ”

"Then there is the second type of the third type, if you want to make your river interception bigger and broader, there is only one way to expand the qi in your body. Not to mention the artistic conception of Zheyue, you have not reached the realm of Xiaocheng. ”

"Let's talk about fusion artistic conception. Two or more artistic conceptions are effectively fused together to form a new artistic conception. As for the power, it is difficult to say whether it is big or small. You are very lucky, if the combination of mountains and rivers is good, it is not as simple as adding up, but several times more powerful. Therefore, I suggest that you first reach the Dacheng realm of the two artistic conceptions. Fusion of moods requires inspiration. Of course, you can also think about it first. ”

"Is the mood overlay right for me?"

"Anyway, my master didn't use this method. ”

"Okay. ”

"You don't have to be frustrated, because they have already thought about how to achieve Dacheng and then think about other things, and even what the road will be after that. So you don't have to compare yourself to them. ”

Fortunately, Xu Yongzheng was just a little confident, and he didn't think that he was extraordinary, so he recognized the tricky words, no way, who let the family live for a long time, and the scenery was infinite?

Wei also stopped talking, chatting with Xu Yongzheng, he would always think of Lan Dingchen, the previous master, intentionally or unintentionally. When he saw Xu Yongzheng preparing to paint on the ground with his scabbard, he understood. Xu Yongzheng is planning to figure out a path that suits him by himself. So Wei simply hid in Xu Yongzheng's sea of knowledge and cultivated rarely.

Xu Yongzheng drew a cross on the ground, just like the fence of an ordinary farmhouse, a symbol of "×".

The arrival of this "×" was not simple, and I don't know how long Xu Yongzheng had been immersed in the water at that time, and remembered that people built embankments to resist the fierce river. At that time, people used sandbags, bag by bag. Therefore, the figure simulated by Xu Yongzheng at that time was three horizontal and three vertical crossings, like several wells. Later, when he noticed the redundancy, he removed one horizontal and changed it to three horizontal and two vertical. Later, a horizontal line was removed, which consumed a lot of mental energy, and he almost went mad. That pattern finally became one horizontal and three vertical. The strokes have decreased, but the power has not decreased. He also intercepted a small section of the river. Xu Yongzheng was very happy at the time, and practiced more energetically in the river, and then in the back, it became two horizontal and one vertical, and it took several months of hard work.

Until again, it rained heavily and the river swelled, almost breaking the embankment, Xu Yongzheng entered the water without fear, and at the moment of life and death, he finally perfected his artistic conception in the realm of Xiaocheng. Just a simple skimming and handing over to the center will make the river inclose. The voice in his heart told him that he had finally succeeded.

And this time, he is still the only one, the difference is that there is an additional Jin Ge sword.

Draw the sword to reflect the bright moon, and the figures are facing each other.

Xu Yongzheng pulled out the Jin Ge sword, and swung it out one by one, and the artistic conception of intercepting the river was finally launched, and the white mist around him was filled, and there was a lot of water vapor······

Xu Yongzheng really didn't sleep all night, so his spirit was a little sluggish. If you look closely, you will see that his eyes are faintly bloodshot. In the past few days, he seems to have long since become accustomed to this restless life. Daring to rise at the beginning of the hot sun, Xu Yongzheng put away his two swords, closed his eyes and practiced the nameless exercises, the qi in his body surrounded his body, Xu Yongzheng felt that his body was warm, and his spirit was much better.

Xu Yongzheng was not very satisfied with last night's results. Wei also made a timely sound: "I haven't slept all night, how is it, is there anything to gain?"

"Heh, I just wanted to go to you, but you came to ask me first. Last night, there was a faint gain. I just don't know how powerful it really is?"

I also know that the artistic conception is slightly different from that of the enemy when I practice, and the power can be known by non-deduction. This thing must be in actual combat to be brought into play.

"Here, you're in luck. As soon as I wanted to sleep, someone brought a pillow, and it was delivered to the door. Tricky quipped.

Xu Yongzheng opened his eyes and found that there were four people walking towards him. Those four people were wearing brightly colored robes, who else could it be if it wasn't the Eight Great Mountains that they had fought that day?

The man in Tsing Yi is still at the forefront, and today, his eyes are not as friendly as last time. Xu Yongzheng felt a murderous aura, a little resolute. The bald man in the black robe waved his silver mace repeatedly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. The orange-robed woman stood on tiptoe slightly, hiding her hands under the robe, waiting for an opportunity to move. As for the remaining one, it is the judge's pen. He lowered his head, unable to see clearly, and the judge's pen in his hand was shining. The implication is self-evident. They all came for Xu Yongzheng's daughter's reward, and they wanted to take Xu Yongzheng's life.

"This time, what are you doing?" Xu Yongzheng said coldly.

The bald man sneered and said, "Don't talk nonsense, we're here to take your head." ”

As soon as the bald man finished speaking, he attacked with a mace. After a few steps, he dragged the end of the mace to the ground, and dragged up a lot of dust and stones.

Xu Yongzheng hurriedly got up, and Jin Gejian showed its edge in the face of the scorching sun, even more so than the light of the mace.

The bald man used the dragging knife trick to move forward, and with a mace upside down, he attacked through the dust.

Xu Yongzheng narrowed his eyes slightly and avoided it.

Seeing this, the bald man held the mace tightly with both hands and smashed it down.

The Jin Ge sword in Xu Yongzheng's right hand did not dare to touch hard, so he could only resist with the scabbard in his left hand. His sword sheathed the bridge, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to be destroyed by this blunt object. Xu Yongzheng's whole body sank, his feet squatted down, but his waist was straight, hoping to unload his strength. Rao was like this, and the scabbard was pressed half a foot in front of him. Xu Yongzheng's hands were hard, but the scabbard was getting closer and closer to him, which meant that the mace was getting closer and closer to him.

No, if you continue like this, you have to be passive.

After a moment's effort, the bald man's face swelled red, apparently using all his strength, regardless of the defense.

Xu Yongzheng glanced at the corner of his eye, and the sword in his right hand quickly stabbed forward, attacking the waist of the bald man.