The importance of the law is reflected in the strong combat support and the combat skills that combine magic with skill.

The ten meanings have been reached, because the rain and illusion have been immersed for a long time, although they have not been studied in these years, they have also inadvertently cultivated two artistic conceptions in the sea of consciousness.

The artistic conception has entered the depth of the law, if there is a spell that conforms to the law, there is the possibility of integrating the magic into the technique, whether it is the penetration and erosion characteristics of the law of rain, or the changeable and treacherous characteristics of the law of illusion, it can greatly strengthen the attack.

Speaking of the law of rain, there are indeed several good weapons - rainstorm pear flower needle, and this kind of weapon, usually found in the world, is respected by warriors.

Condensing at the needle, when thousands of silver needles fall, it is no weaker than the ordinary monk's magical power.

Monks usually only sacrifice one magic weapon, no matter how many will not exceed ten, this is still to consider killing people and goods, and taking over the sacrifice halfway, if you sacrifice and refine the magic weapon yourself, you will not sacrifice too many magic weapons to distract your energy.

And this rainstorm pear flower needle, you need to sacrifice thousands of silver needles, if it is dispersed, it will greatly affect the combat power, if it is not dispersed, it is difficult to fully control, so it is given up by many monks.

If the law of rain is added, the means of fusing the technique into the technique are displayed, the rainstorm pear flower needle is the best medium, and Fang Xuan's current realm is enough to compete with the Mahayana powerhouse without being defeated.

Fortunately, at this moment, Fang Xuan's spiritual power was abundant, and with a simple sacrifice, he had created thousands of rainstorm pear flower needles, with wisps of divine soul attached to them, which was enough to practice the battle method of fusing techniques into techniques.

As for the illusory artistic conception, it is much more casual, it can be attached to the swordsmanship, and the sword shadow is also real and illusory, so that ordinary monks are tired of coping, and if it is attached to the rainstorm pear flower needle, it is even more difficult to distinguish between true and false.

As for the other artistic conceptions of the ten intentions, although they have not stepped into the threshold of the law, they are also extremely extraordinary, among which the artistic conception of autumn fits the artistic conception of rain, and the two can multiply the combat power under the cooperation of the two.

In Ouyang Xiu's words, it is: Fu Qiu, the criminal officer, is Yin at the time; And the soldiers are also like soldiers, and they use gold in the line, which is the righteousness of heaven and earth, and they often take killing as their heart.

The artistic conception of autumn fits the killing, no matter what kind of weapon can adapt to it, although it is not into the depth of the law, it is difficult to integrate the technique into the technique, but it can be close to the rain of autumn as a guide, and it is barely integrated into the weapon.

Although it is reluctantly integrated, it is more powerful than a single fusion technique, after all, it is not a simple superposition of two artistic conceptions, the two sides echo each other, and there is more autumn to increase the killing atmosphere of the blade, which was once ordinary.

Reluctantly used the autumn rain melting technique to increase the power of the rainstorm pear flower needle, but he could also easily feel the slaughter of autumn and the sadness of the rain, the needles fell like autumn rain, and the heart was overly oppressed.

Even if it is the caster, Fang Xuan seems to have seen a mirage, the rain does not stop in the early autumn season, the red leaves on the mountain add a bit of bleakness, and there is a willow and an umbrella at the end of the long pavilion, which is enough to express boundless sorrow.

This scene made Fang Xuan feel something, and unconsciously added the artistic conception of illusion into the illusion, adding a little more reality, as if he was on the side of the long pavilion, waiting for the ship's home to go offshore and only use poetry to relieve his sorrows.

Inexplicably, Fang Xuan thought of a poem by Liu Yong, which was extremely appropriate, that was "Yulin Bell".

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?

At this moment, Fang Xuan melted his mind into the illusion, as if he was the Liu Yong who was choking on other things, and he couldn't tell the sorrow in his heart, so he could only place his affection on the landscape and poetry.

Dao's heart trembled slightly, as if he was in harmony with it, and the red dust that the god had never experienced officially stepped into the threshold.

Illusion is not a kind of reality, what the mind experiences is the category of red dust, the ordinary is red dust, and the illusion is also red dust.

Therefore, Zhuang Zhou Mengdie said, how illusory what you see in your dreams, how real what you have experienced in this world, and how real and unreal are not completely contradictory, in the final analysis, they are all in the red dust.

The fisherman who stepped into the peach blossom spring, how to distinguish the truth from the false, the real illusion is just a thought, it is really its existence, the illusion is its no, there are so many people looking for it, the peach orchard does not appear in the world, after all, there is no one who cares.

Rotten Ke people, Huangliang dreams, and other real and illusory deeds, it is really not a few, this is not a matter of cultivation, just a star on the earth.