Volume 2 The Customs of the Kingdoms Chapter 141 The artistic conception of the picture scroll

In a small room in the White Mansion Mansion, Hei Feng sat in it, thinking of the appearance of the white bear just now, he couldn't help but laugh secretly.

The white bear wanted to spy on his injuries, but he couldn't use his mental power.

Until he left, the white bear didn't come back to his senses, but in the face of his own Tianxing seed, he obviously became much more respectful.

His injuries now are indeed not light, the injuries brought to him by the Heavenly Traveling Realm and a group of water demons are not serious, and the main injuries are from the erosion of the blue and black qi expelled from him at that time.

At that time, the blue and black qi almost eroded all of his flesh and blood, and he used the extreme cold qi and Tianxuan qi to expel the blue and black qi, which was equivalent to forcibly stripping a certain substance from his flesh and blood, which was a kind of pain like peeling and cramping.

Therefore, even though he had now expelled the blue and black qi back to the dantian, the meridians and flesh and blood of his body were seriously damaged.

He has been quietly using fluorescent energy to heal his injuries in the past few days, but after all, the time is too short, and the physical repair has not been completely completed, so that he still has a faint pain when he is angry.

As for the help that the Tianxing bloodline brought him, it was not so obvious today, and he could only say that he had relieved the pain of his injury, which made him frown secretly, and I am afraid that he would only be able to transform the bloodline by himself in the later stage.

Hei Feng took out a picture scroll from the virtual stone, and slowly unfolded it in the room, about several meters long, looking closely, the landscape is lifelike, and people can't help but immerse themselves in it.

Then he took out a thousand yuan stones and slowly placed them in the room, he first mobilized the ice jade fragments and began to absorb the yuan qi in the yuan stones.

I don't know if the ice jade fragments are gradually getting stronger as his strength increases, or are they gradually increasing as the amount of energy absorbed increases?

Up to now, the ability to absorb the vitality in the Yuan Stone is one hundred and ten times stronger than before, and more than a thousand Yuan Stone have been absorbed in just over an hour and turned into a pile of stone powder.

At this time, Heifeng looked at the artistic conception of the landscape again, and carefully experienced the artistic conception of it, the clear stream is turbulent, surrounded by mountains and trees, and the greenery surrounds people.

Standing between the mountains and rivers, where should I drift to?!

After experiencing the half-pillar incense in this way, he stopped.

Because at this time, streams of fluorescent energy began to pour out from the ice jade fragments, and then repaired the meridians and flesh of his body, giving him a more solid body and foundation.

The nourishment of fluorescent energy lasted for half an hour, and the black wind gradually withdrew from the itchy feeling all over his body, his body became stronger again, and the injuries on his body were much relieved.

But what he was expecting didn't happen, yes, the ice jade fragment didn't have any interest in the landscape artistic conception map, so far, no matter how he seduced the ice jade fragment, the other party didn't have the slightest desire to attract.

Hei Feng's heart sank slightly, he still remembered that in the past, he was accidentally immersed in the artistic conception of heaven and earth, and the ice jade fragments directly extracted vitality from heaven and earth, destroying the tendons and veins of his whole body.

Fortunately, the ice jade fragment later returned a large amount of fluorescent energy to restore his tendons and veins, otherwise he would have become a waste now.

At that time, he thought of the formation process of the Yuan Stone, so he guessed that the absorption of the ice jade fragments might be related to the artistic conception, but he didn't expect that after trying it today, it didn't even have half an effect.

He pondered for a long time, and then carefully recalled the details of the past and the guiding effect of this landscape map on the artistic conception, and his heart moved.

The artistic conception of the landscape is a guide to people's emotions, guiding people's thinking and emotions to fall into the imagination of the landscape, so that people can have the magical effect of being like a world away, as if they are caught in the scene described in the painting.

And thinking and emotions are the embodiment of mental power!

Thinking of this, his heart was a little excited, the spiritual tentacles in the Mud Pill Palace slowly emerged, and then the spiritual tentacles surrounded his whole body, and he gently stretched out his right hand, under the cover of the spiritual tentacles, and stretched out to the picture scroll!

It's changed, everything has changed!

The mountain is no longer the green mountain, but the sword mountain, and the water is no longer the flowing water, but the sword pool.

Thousands of long swords trembled, and the sound of swords was endless.

Inside the room, Hei Feng's right hand seemed to be poking into a pool of water, and his whole body was integrated into it, but he knew that it was all an illusion, he was still outside, and his hand was only attached to the scroll.

But this did not prevent him from experiencing the sword intent in the sword pool of this sword mountain, the sound of the sword was getting stronger and stronger, and he only felt that there was an extremely strong sword intent constantly swimming around his body, as if it was about to cut him into countless pieces.

The surrounding sword mountains trembled stronger and stronger, and the sword mountains were located around the sword pool, and the sword intent that soared into the sky seemed to be able to pierce the sky.

Buzzing!

A low sword roar sounded from the bottom of Black Wind's heart, and the sword intent of several sword mountains soared into the sky, and then hooked together.

The sword intent is getting stronger and stronger, more and more clear, the black wind can't see it, he can't touch it, but he knows that it's there!

Gradually, the sword intent outlined a human figure, and he was composed of long swords, like a giant in the sky, standing quietly above several sword mountains, and a powerful force made all the sword mountains bow their heads.

The sound of the sword began to gradually shift from the sword mountain and the sword pool to the long sword figure, the figure hummed from the inside out, he had no sword in his hand, but it seemed to be holding a long sword, and began to dance in the air.

Stab, cut, split, slash!

The speed of the long sword figure is getting faster and faster, and every move seems to be natural, and the long sword dances like an antelope hanging its horns.

Hei Feng's spirit seemed to be completely integrated into the long sword figure, and each of his swords was under Hei Feng's perception, it was he who was swinging his sword, and it was he who was manipulating the sword intent in the sky.

The sword mountain was silent under his sword intent, and the sword pool was stagnant under his sword intent.

The next moment he raised his sword and stood up, the sword mountain roared, and the sword pool was turbulent!

The incomparable sword intent tore through the sky and called for ten thousand swords!

The thousands of long swords in the Sword Mountain and the Sword Pool began to gather in his hand, and the buzzing sound of the sword ran through the entire picture scroll heaven and earth, and the sharp edge in his hand became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to pierce the entire heaven and earth.

Airplanes!

Finally, when the sound of the sword roar accumulated to the strongest, Ling Yan's sharp sword intent cut through everything.

The sword mountain shattered, the sword pool burst the embankment, and the long sword in his right hand was returned one after another, tearing and shattering the entire picture scroll heaven and earth!

Laugh at!

With a stabbing sound, the scroll that the black wind touched was instantly torn apart, and then the nameless sword qi surged, completely twisting the scroll into pieces.

Black Wind also retreated from the infinite sword state, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his spiritual tentacles caught an inexplicable artistic conception that was slowly absorbed by the ice jade fragments.

Then, after a few breaths, the ice jade fragments shone brightly, and the dazzling white light for a while actually exceeded the candlelight in the room.

Fluorescent, eyes full of fluorescence!

The fluorescence that was completely different from when absorbing the Yuan Stone poured out of the ice jade fragments, not only in terms of quantity, but also in terms of level, this time the white light was faintly crystalline, like crystal particles, swept towards the black wind.

However, in a few snaps of a finger, the crystal particles in the sky completely covered the black wind inside.

Black Wind only felt as if he was in the midst of a cold winter, and the crystal particles were like the cold wind of winter, mixed with ice particles, sharp and piercing.

It was like the sword qi in that picture scroll, cutting the human body, and I only felt that my whole body was twisted into pieces.

However, he didn't scream, but clenched his steel teeth, how could he get the fragrance of his body without going through the cold and wind?

After boiling incense like this, Hei Fengfang felt that he had walked out of the cold wind, no, it should be said that it was the sword intent of cutting people.

He felt that no part of his body was intact, but when he looked inside, he was shocked to find that there was not even a single wound on his body, and even some of the original injuries began to recover.

Only then did Hei Feng realize that it was his spiritual tentacles that had misjudged just now, and the pain caused by that crystal ice particle was probably blessed on his spirit, which made him feel a chill in his heart, fluorescent energy actually had such an ability?

Hei Feng's thoughts didn't last long, and a warmth began to gush out of his body, and he began to mend his "fragmented" body, every inch of his body became tighter, and his originally tall and straight figure was actually a little stiffer under such compression, and he looked too lean.

Black Wind knew that this change was normal, and he only needed to supplement some more nutrients to recover, so he was not worried about this change.

His spiritual tentacles slowly flowed out of the Yellow Court, thousands of spiritual tentacles slowly flew in the air, and the black wind was silent, it was really different!

At this time, his spiritual tentacles became more numerous, and at the same time, some of his spiritual tentacles actually began to slowly transform into shapes, and looking at the shape, they actually slowly turned into a long club, or a long sword that was not fully formed!

Hei Feng had a slight guess about this in his heart, after he passed the impact of the artistic conception of the picture scroll, the spiritual tentacles actually began to evolve, gradually evolving into the appearance of a long sword, and the change of the spiritual tentacles was the realm of the second layer of divine alchemy--- the realm of visualization!

Visualize the spiritual tentacles, make them transform, and when all the spiritual tentacles have been transformed, you will also visualize the magnitude!

Just like the girl she met in Hengduan Valley in the past, thousands of tentacles turned into snakes, and her spirit was extremely powerful.

His original divine alchemy cultivation was no more than the realm of a thousand streams, and his cultivation for so long had not improved significantly, but he had only continued to increase in the total amount of spirit, and now, compared to the total amount of spirit when he first cultivated, it had increased several times.

Unexpectedly, today, after being washed by the torrent of the long sword, his spiritual tentacles slowly began to transform, faintly taking on the shape of a long sword, but this kind of change may not be a good thing for him.

The realm of visualization is to visualize the most familiar things to yourself, the different shapes of visualization will also have different characteristics of your own spiritual power, the water-like spiritual tentacles are good at penetration, the long snake-like ones are smart and weird, and the long sword spiritual tentacles are very advantageous in sharpness and offense.

However, Black Wind doesn't want to visualize the long sword!

He didn't choose to use the long sword in the Phantom Moon Sword Sect in the first place, because then it would be difficult for him to give full play to his physical advantage.

Unexpectedly, at this time, his spiritual tentacles unexpectedly formed the appearance of a long sword, which really caught him off guard!

Buzz!

Hei Feng's brows moved, he seemed to feel something, and looked out the window, it was already the next day, and the sky was bright!

His figure flickered and disappeared into the room.

Qin Zheng was showing his true face at this time, there was a dancing sword on the edge of a small courtyard, and in his hand was a pale red red sword more than three feet long.

The sword or stabbed or split, in his hands is very agile, obviously Qin Zheng has been using the sword for a long time, this set of sword skills can be seen from his profound skills.

The long sword in Qin Zheng's hand trembled, and then suddenly poked out like a long dragon, stabbing at a boulder, and with a bang, the strength on the long sword directly exploded the boulder to pieces.

At this time, Qin Zheng slowly withdrew his long sword, and suddenly found Hei Feng who was standing aside at some point, and was immediately shocked, and hurriedly saluted: "I've seen Lord Hei Feng!"

Black Wind nodded, a little uncertain:

"There seems to be something wrong with the power of your last sword!"