Fang Zixuan released his soul power and carefully felt the breath of this fire, but after looking at it for a long time, he found that this fire was the same as what he felt at the beginning, it contained a breath of destruction in the warmth and light, and this breath of destruction naturally would not be what he wanted to comprehend, since it was not this breath of destruction, what would be the new artistic conception that he wanted to comprehend? Is it really the artistic conception of water? Or is it the artistic conception of fire itself? Or some other artistic conception?

Inadvertently, Fang Zixuan seemed to feel Hu Yuexian rubbing his feet, so he lowered his head and glanced at Hu Yuexian, a cute little snow fox standing on a green grass, which made Fang Zixuan feel good, if there was no fire in the distance.

Hu Yuexian saw that Fang Zixuan was looking down at her, so she smiled at Fang Zixuan, and at the same time picked up a small flower beside her and wanted to hand it to Fang Zixuan.

Fang Zixuan also smiled, and stretched out his hand to take the little flower, but it was in vain, Fang Zixuan's hand passed through the little flower.

Sure enough, it still didn't work, Hu Yuexian put down the little flower in her hand with some disappointment.

The image of this little fairy is really real enough, Fang Zixuan couldn't help but sigh again, and then, he was ready to stand up straight and continue to comprehend the artistic conception.

But at this moment, Fang Zixuan suddenly came to his senses, the meadow, the green meadow, this land was not like this before, but a piece of loess, why did this meadow also appear when the fire appeared? This is definitely not untargeted. As for saying that this fire needs grass to burn, joke, even if it were, this fire would have burned this little grass to ashes a long time ago, but why hasn't it been extinguished?

At this time, the stagnant fire began to move again, Fang Zixuan teleported, punched, and then looked at the grass in front of him.

When it comes to fire and grass, the first thing that comes to Fang Zixuan's mind is that famous poem.

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

"Wildfires can't be burned, and the spring breeze blows and grows. Fang Zixuan muttered to himself repeating the poem.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Zixuan seemed to have a glimmer of clarity in his heart, why did there be an obvious aura of destruction in this fire? It turned out that this was really not to let himself continue to comprehend the artistic conception of destruction, but to comprehend some kind of artistic conception that was opposed to it.

Here, what is the opposite of destruction?

Fang Zixuan looked at the huge gap that had been punched out by himself, the ground had already been burned to red and black, but after two hundred and eighty breaths, Fang Zixuan saw a little bit of green coming out from under these red and black.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

Soon, twenty breaths passed, and just now the green grass was revived, and now it was the turn of the fire.

In an instant, the green that had just emerged was engulfed by the flames.

And at this moment, Fang Zixuan seemed to have a certain understanding of destruction, destruction, no matter what you do, I just destroy everything, destroy everything.

And what about this green grass, no matter how much you destroy everything, destroy everything, I just keep regenerating until your power is exhausted.

Destroy.

Rebirth.

Fang Zixuan muttered to himself repeating these two words.

Hu Yuexian saw that Fang Zixuan seemed a little strange, so he couldn't help but worry, could it be that the villain became irritable because he had been trapped here for too long and didn't think of a way to get out? Although Hu Yuexian's strength is not strong, she still knows some cultivation knowledge, and she knows that martial artists must not be impatient and irritable when cultivating. So she hurriedly wrote on the ground: "Villain, don't be anxious, take your time, if you are anxious, then we really can't get out." ”

Fang Zixuan, who was in thought, didn't notice Hu Yuexian's actions, not to mention that even if he saw it, he might not be able to read Hu Yuexian's words clearly.

Reborn, the spring breeze blows and is born.

Bear!

A hint of enlightenment slowly emerged in Fang Zixuan's heart.

Bear!

The artistic conception of life!

Could this be what this sudden fire wants me to realize?

For some common sense of artistic conception, Fang Zixuan still knows a little from Wang Wenguang, such as what are the artistic conceptions that martial artists can comprehend, in addition to water, wood, fire, earth, metal, wind, ice, rain, force, etc., there are also special artistic conceptions such as immortality, destruction, killing, and annihilation, and in addition to these artistic conceptions, there are also the artistic conceptions of life and the artistic conception of death, these two artistic conceptions can be regarded as the top artistic conceptions, and there are very few people among the martial artists who can comprehend these two artistic conceptions, because comprehending these two artistic conceptions does not mean that you can comprehend them if you want to, but it requires a very special great opportunity。

It's a very special big opportunity, could it be that this fire can be regarded as it? But it's not like it, a fire, where is there not? Some martial artists can even make a big fire directly, such as those who have cultivated a certain fire martial art, or who have comprehended the artistic conception of fire. However, with the current situation, and what I am currently feeling, it seems to have something to do with the artistic conception of life.

Thinking about it, Fang Zixuan suddenly slapped his forehead, why did he think about this? Anyway, wouldn't it be good to follow his own perception to comprehend? As for whether the final comprehension is the artistic conception of life, won't he know when the time comes? If he can comprehend the new artistic conception.

Thinking of this, Fang Zixuan threw away these distracting thoughts in his heart, and then began to continue to comprehend according to the trace of enlightenment in his heart.

Although Fang Zixuan had to make a move every three hundred breaths, he didn't know why, he could always enter the state of concentration and concentration within a dozen breaths, and even the further he went, the faster he would enter the state of concentration and concentration.

The spring breeze blows and grows.

Chunsheng.

Summer long.

Autumn harvest.

Winter storage.

The four seasons rotate, the five elements rotate together, and all things are glorious.

The five-colored big fish seemed to feel a trace of a special aura, and in an instant, it became excited, even more excited than when Fang Zixuan comprehended the law of the five elements of the ninth layer before, because this special aura of the slightest bit gave it a very comfortable feeling, so comfortable that the five-colored big fish couldn't wait to have it immediately, this feeling was also much more urgent than its previous expectations for the law of the five elements of the ninth layer.

The five-colored big fish raised its head to the sky and roared, and then with a flick of its tail, one by one the five-colored aura bubbles appeared in Fang Zixuan's dantian, and then, countless bubbles slowly floated up, and then shattered after hitting the invisible barrier. A faint aura seemed to float towards Fang Zixuan's soul sea through the invisible barrier.

When this trace of different aura reached Fang Zixuan's soul sea, the trace of realization in Fang Zixuan's heart seemed to become clearer.

Hu Yuexian looked at Fang Zixuan, and gradually, she found that Fang Zixuan didn't seem to be impatient, but rather like he was contemplating something. Isn't it, just this intermittent three hundred breaths, can the villain really be able to enter the cultivation state? Haha, the villain is so powerful, it seems that we should be able to leave this hellish place soon. Hu Yuexian's originally worried mood instantly became better.

Badass, you'll be able to do it. Hu Yuexian was full of confidence in Fang Zixuan.