Chapter 38 The Theory of Artistic Conception

What is the highest level of martial arts?

Ling Jing was silent for a moment when he heard this, he was just an otaku who loved games in his previous life, although after crossing into this world, he received the memory of this body, but it was just like watching a movie to browse the past experience of this body, and now Ling Jing is just himself, and all the martial arts principles are also realized by himself.

And if you really want to count it, he has only been in contact with martial arts for a few months, although there is a system to lay a foundation for him, but if you really want to say that you have any deep understanding of the way of martial arts, it is absolutely empty talk.

At this time, he thought that the way of martial arts was naturally the higher the level of cultivation of martial arts, the higher the internal strength, and the higher the martial arts realm, the higher the martial arts realm.

After thinking about it, he said: "Uncle Taishi, whether the highest level of martial arts is to cultivate internal strength to the extreme, and then learn the top martial arts moves, then naturally there will be no opponents." ”

Feng Qingyang shook his head and smiled, and said: "What you said is only applicable to ordinary masters, but if you want to apply it to those top masters, it will not be applicable." ”

At this time, he saw Ling Jing showing a puzzled expression, so he asked with a smile: "Jing'er, do you know what Dugu's predecessor relied on when he ruled the world?" ”

Ling Jing blurted out: "Naturally, it is the invincible swordsmanship of Dugu's predecessor in the world. ”

Feng Qingyang nodded, shook his head again, and said, "You are only half right about what you said. Dugu's predecessor's swordsmanship is indisputable, but you don't know that compared to the swordsmanship of his predecessors, his more clever is the cultivation of "artistic conception". ”

With the most brilliant "selfless" artistic conception, supplemented by the world's top swordsmanship, it will naturally be invincible in the world. ”

Ling Jing's mind was a little chaotic for a while, there was no such scene in the original plot, and what does this "artistic conception" mean, and what is the realm of "selflessness"?

He had been pondering the words of Feng Qingyang repeatedly in his heart, and suddenly heard the system prompt in his mind: "The host triggers the side quest: the theory of artistic conception"

"Mission content: The way of martial arts, ever-changing. To recruit the intention, it is just the first glimpse of the superior martial arts path, and above the recruitment, there is still a supreme artistic conception. This task is time-limited. ”

"Quest Completion Condition: The First Thing to Comprehend Any Artistic Conception"

"Reward for mission completion: 5 talent points, root bone +15, body method +15, internal force +30, Wu surname +5"

"Mission Failure Penalty: None"

After listening to this, Ling Jing's brows tightened, and he said in his heart, why did the system come to join in the fun at this time, and he really didn't have a clue what this "artistic conception" was.

Feng Qingyang saw that his brows were getting tighter and tighter, sighed, and said in his heart: "Although this kid is talented and intelligent, he is still too young after all, am I in such a hurry to teach him the "artistic conception", is it too much to encourage the seedlings?" Just thought about it, and thought, "It's just that I, an old man, don't know how many more days I can live, and now I don't pass on him, I'm afraid that I will be in the future."

At this time, he coughed lightly and said cautiously: "Jing'er, this "artistic conception" is really a bit ethereal, and everyone's experience is different. It's just that the descendants of our "Dugu Nine Swords" have been passed down from the sixteen-character proverb, which is related to your ultimate achievement in this swordsmanship, and you must keep it in mind, and you must never forget it in the future. ”

When Ling Jing heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Tai, please forgive the apprentice Sun for being dull, I really can't understand what this "artistic conception" is. He didn't even know what the mood was, and even if he remembered it, it would not be of much use.

Feng Qingyang smiled slightly, and said: "There is no hurry to comprehend the artistic conception for the time being, if you want to enter this realm, talent, comprehension, skill, and opportunity are all indispensable, you still owe some heat now, so naturally you don't know the essence." ”

Ling Jing nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's the disciple grandson who is too anxious. ”

At this time, Feng Qingyang said the "sixteen-character proverb", saying: "We" Dugu Nine Swords "lineage of the heirs, since the comprehension of the "selfless" artistic conception, Dugu predecessors had left the proverb "no self formless, no self my heart, no self unintentional, no self invincible", is the "selfless artistic conception" of the fourfold realm. ”

As he spoke, he sighed and said: "It's just that our junior disciples are not good, since Dugu's predecessors passed down the swordsmanship, no one has been able to push the 'selfless artistic conception' to the fourth highest realm. ”

When Ling Jing heard this, his face suddenly showed a thoughtful expression, and he couldn't help but repeat in a low voice: "'No self is formless, no self is my heart, no self is unintentional, no self is invincible'"

In an instant, many speculations flashed in his heart, but the more he thought about it, his mind seemed to fall into a dazzling starry sky, his mind was chaotic, and his thoughts were flying, which made him confused for a while, and his head was even more drenched in cold sweat.

Feng Qingyang suddenly stretched out a finger at this time, lightly touched his forehead, and shouted: "Come back to your senses!" ”

Ling Jing'er listened to the wind and drank loudly, and immediately felt like a basin of cold water, and when he came back to his senses, his body was already dripping with cold sweat, and he hurriedly shouted "evil door" in his heart.

Just now, he just guessed the general realm according to this "sixteen-character proverb", but he didn't want to suddenly fall into such a strange situation, even if he thought about it now, he still felt a little palpitating.

Feng Qingyang looked at Ling Jing and shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: "Am I really a little too anxious?" This kid is not strong enough now, can he really comprehend this "artistic conception"? ”

At this time, he said solemnly: "Jing'er, you don't need to be too anxious. "Artistic conception" is such a profound thing, it can be explained in a few words, do you know how long it took me to understand the first weight of "selfless artistic conception" since I learned "Dugu Nine Swords"? ”

Ling Jing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile: "The disciple doesn't know. ”

Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "After I got these sixteen-character proverbs from the "Dugu Nine Swords", I was as anxious as you wanted to understand the mystery, but such a profound realm, how could it be understood overnight. After that, I spent more than ten years contemplating and contemplating the realm, and only after more than ten years did I step into the first weight of this "selfless" realm, "selflessness and formlessness". ”

When Ling Jing heard this, he inevitably felt a little apprehensive in his heart, and said in his heart, "This "artistic conception" is so difficult to comprehend? It took even Uncle Tai more than ten years to enter the first realm, so how long would it take me to get in? ”

With a thoughtful look on his face, he asked, "Uncle Taishi, how should I step into this "selfless artistic conception"?" ”

Feng Qingyang pondered for a long time and said: "The way of "artistic conception" can only be understood, not spoken. ”

Ling Jing was suddenly disappointed, the "artistic conception" really made him feel incomprehensible, and he didn't know how to start after thinking about it, but he just listened to Feng Qingyang say that this realm was mysterious and mysterious, it was much more unfathomable than the realm of "no tricks to win", he longed for it in his heart, but he couldn't enter the door, and then it was inevitable to be a little lost.

"But"

Feng Qingyang's voice changed, and he said, "But although I can't explain them to you one by one, I can demonstrate them for you." He looked into Ling Jing's eyes and admonished, "Jing'er, you have to look carefully." ”

Ling Jing was immediately shocked in his heart, and immediately looked at Feng Qingyang's body, at this time, he saw Feng Qingyang's big sleeves rolled, and a strong internal force came out of his body, which directly pushed Ling Jingzhen back two steps.

A fist-sized stone next to him was carried by this force, and flew straight into Feng Qingyang's hand, Ling Jing's eyes immediately widened, although this volley is not too rare now, but few people can do it like this uncle, just swing his sleeves and do it easily, as simple as eating and drinking, it really opened his eyes.

At this time, the stone has already started, and seeing the wind Qingyang, he suddenly threw it up, raised his right palm above his head, and split it in the air with a palm, and in an instant the stone was torn apart by his palm, and pieces of broken stone shot out in all directions at great speed.

At this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly shouted: "Jing'er, look at it!" ”

I saw him pick up a long sword in the air, his eyes suddenly became blank, there was no expression on his face, and the whole person seemed to have lost a trace of life, as if he had merged with this cold stone cave.

Ling Jing was suddenly surprised, just because this Uncle Tai's state at the moment was too mysterious, obviously he was standing in front of him at the moment, but he couldn't feel the slightest breath on his body, and it seemed that he couldn't even smell the sound of breathing, which was really weird.

Immediately after, the figure of the wind Qingyang suddenly moved, but in an instant, the entire secret cave was full of white shadows, only to hear the sound of "bang bang bang" endlessly, the gravel that flew in all directions was actually hit by him one by one, but what was even more strange was that after these stones were hit by him with his sword, they finally fell to the same place at a rapid speed.

Ling Jing was really dazzled to watch, if he was himself, this gravel shot out rapidly in all directions, with his current martial arts, it was impossible to stop so many stones at the same time no matter what, let alone shoot them down in the same place.

At the moment, he paid more attention to the figure of the wind and the clear air, and did not dare to let go of the slightest place.

After the sound of "bumping" sounded more than ten times, Feng Qingyang suddenly collected his sword and fell in front of Ling Jing, and his face was no longer confused, so he put the long sword behind his back and said, "Jing'er, look here." ”

Reach out and point to where the rocks fell.

Ling Jing was originally admiring this Uncle Taishi's amazing swordsmanship in his heart, but when he heard what he said, he looked in the direction of his finger.

After he glanced at it, his eyes suddenly became blank, and then he quickly rubbed his eyes and looked again.

But after seeing this time, he was immediately dumbfounded, and stammered: "This, this, how is this possible?" ”

I saw that where the stone fell, a piece of intact stone had been spliced together, except for some cracks on the stone that were difficult to hide, it was exactly the same as before it was broken.

Feng Qingyang patted him on the head and said with a smile: "Jing'er, this is the second weight of Dugu Jiujian's "selfless artistic conception" and "no self and no heart". ”

ps: In fact, the sixteen-character proverb, Jin Da's original words are "no self formless, no self no heart, no self no move, no self invincible", but since the protagonist has understood some of the meaning of "no move", then the third realm here is not easy to apply, so I have to change it appropriately.

Also, this chapter is 3,000 words...... The loneliness that has always been a 2k party means that the fingers are swollen