The night is getting darker and deeper, and Zhongzhou City becomes quiet at this time.

Although today is the day of the curfew, most people are still used to the curfew, and by about ten o'clock in the evening, there is no one walking on the street, the red lanterns are still hanging here, the wind and snow outside, and the stove inside the mansion.

There was a Dongfang Que challenge in the middle, and the Qionghua banquet behind it was very smooth, Gujing passed without waves, and the family forces present tried their best to make friends, Lin Ran naturally greeted him with a smile and did not refuse.

Although these families are not good things, they can't make enemies at will, after all, they don't know when they may stab you secretly.

Lin Ran spent most of his time talking with Gong Cao Xiao Teng, the military master Zhou Fang and the Zhennan general Shen Qian, as well as the families of the three major families, and occasionally took into account Dongfang Yalan.

He found the woman interesting, not only because of her good looks, but also because of her insight.

It's a bit like the fantasy version of Wang Yuyan's feeling, although her cultivation is not high, she knows her insights into Yuan Technique and the major things in the ancient world very well, which makes Lin Ran feel like she has a happy conversation.

Dongfang Yan next to him has been observing Lin Ran and his daughter.

If Lin Ran can take a fancy to his daughter, it will definitely bring a strong arm to the Dongfang family, and I believe that not only himself, but also the ancestor is very happy to see this scene.

It's a pity that after a night of observation, he saw that Lin Ran didn't seem to have any intention in this regard, which made him feel a little sorry.

The Qionglin feast is over.

Most banquets like this don't go on late, because these powerful families still have other 'projects' to be carried out, but Lin Ran is insensitive to this kind of thing, and resigns and leaves.

"Slow down, adults!"

Dongfang Yan, Xiao Teng, Zhou Fang and others sent Lin Ran to the door, and gave up their hands with a smile on their faces.

At this time, the wind and snow were blowing, and it was the middle of winter, and there were waves of vitality surging around Lin Ran's body, blocking the light snow that was gently fluttering outside, nodding with a smile at a few people, and getting into the carriage, Mr. Ghost Mist drove the carriage away.

Lin Ran went to the Qionglin banquet without much fanfare, but only brought Mr. Ghost Mist alone, and the carriage crushed a clear trace, which soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Lord Gongcao, Lord Warlord, General, please inside!"

Dongfang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand to invite Xiao Teng and Zhou Fang and a few people in.

The lives of people in the family are mostly rotten, and scenes like this are actually very common, and Xiao Teng and the others did not refuse, and walked in with a smile that all men understand.

......

"Yu Zhen is dead, but I didn't expect to be killed by Yu Qingtang himself. But also, that day, Yu Laozu was inexplicably hit by the highly toxic 'forbidden divine incense', and the only people who could poison him silently were the people of the Yu family, among the Yu family, Yu Zhen was the most suspicious, and his death was not unjust. ”

Lin Ran sat on the spacious Qingyun Flying Winged Tiger carriage, and in the corner there was a hollow strangled incense burner, and the fragrance was entwined, this is ambergris, which is an extremely precious spice.

This ambergris incense is collected from the ancient dragon whale ambergris on the bottom of the sea thousands of miles away, and it is refined by the alchemist's formula, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of the Yuan Master, that is, Lin Ran is according to the inspection envoy, and there is only such a little special supply every year, even if the ordinary Yuan Master has the Yuan Stone, he can't buy it at all.

"After Yu Zhen's death, the Yu family will have Yu Feng in power, and the position of the head of the family will probably fall on him. ”

The three heroes of the Yu family, Yu Zhen and Yu Wu are all dead, and there is still one Yu Feng left, and Yu Zhenyang's son Yu Zhenyang is at the soul level of talent, which is completely insufficient to control the Yu family.

The possibility of Yu Feng serving as the head of the Yu family is high, and Lin Ran is also happy to see this, after all, Yu Feng's life is in his hands, and he is the person under his command, as long as Yu Feng is there, Yu Qingtang's actions can be known quickly.

For Yu Qingtang, Lin Ran has always been vigilant.

Yu Qingtang is a real-life powerhouse who has comprehended the artistic conception of time, but he wanted to snatch his time spirit pet from the past, although now he is backed by the immortal-level Buddha of Liu Jiuyou, but he still has to be cautious.

The Qingyun Winged Tiger's feet were very fast, and after a while, he returned to the Yunxian Mountain Villa on Yunya Island.

After the last attack of the Yu family and the siege of the three sects, Lin Ran felt that the defense of Cloud Cliff Island was not enough, so he invited a rune formation master to strengthen the formation of Cloud Cliff Island.

At this time, there were a large number of guards patrolling inside and outside the villa, most of them were the soldiers of the original Yongzi battalion, and a small number were the elites of the patrol and wind patrol army, and the sound of armor rubbing was particularly obvious in the silent night.

"Your Excellency!"

The Qingyun Winged Tiger landed lightly on the flat ground of the villa from the air, and a slave came to take care of it, Lin Ran stepped out, and Tang Li, who was patrolling, hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Hmm. Lin Ran nodded slightly and walked inside.

On the top floor of the Juxing Pavilion, Lin Ran climbed high to observe the sky at night, the starry sky tonight was very bright, although there was a light snow falling down, but in the blue sky, the stars twinkled and the starlight came down.

"The Ziwei Emperor Star is shining, sitting in the north, the civil and military stars are shining together, and the Flowing Wind Empire is so lucky!"

Lin Ran's eyes flickered, as if he felt something, the artistic conception of the stars in his body was constantly running, and the wisps of starlight above his head were constantly absorbed, forming a catalogue of the sea of stars, and thousands of stars were brilliant!

At this moment, his artistic conception of the stars is constantly improving.

After a night, Lin Ran's artistic conception of the stars has increased from the original one percent to one and a half percent, which doesn't look much, but it's actually very amazing.

The artistic conception of the stars is a Dao-level artistic conception, and it is very difficult to improve, if it is not for the feeling of stargazing at night, it will not be able to improve so much.

"Breaking through from the Yuanhai realm to the realm of the gods, if you want to achieve the true person of the Yuanshen, you must reach the realm of Xiaocheng with the artistic conception of the three gates, otherwise you can only be trapped at the peak of the Shenhai level until Shouyuan disperses and turns into a pile of loess. Although I'm only at the Yuanqiao level now, I'm not far from the Shenhai level, and now only the time artistic conception has reached Xiaocheng, and I have to improve the other artistic conceptions!"

Early in the morning, the snow stopped and the golden sun shone down.

Lin Ranpan sat on the high platform of the Juxing Pavilion, looking at a wide ocean in the distance, and the sea of clouds surging from the surroundings, forming a magnificent and strange scene, thinking in his heart.

From the peak of the Shenhai level to the Yuanshen level, the necessary condition for breakthrough is that the artistic conception of the three doors reaches Xiaocheng, but there is also a distinction in this.

The artistic conception is divided into four levels: none, law, Tao, and virtuality, and the three levels of levelless artistic conception are the weakest and the lowest potential, and they are also the weakest existence among the Yuanshen-level real people.

In short, different levels of artistic conception breakthroughs, strength and potential are different.

Although Lin Ran does not fight for the ethereal legends of the three virtual artistic conceptions, he also wants to break through with the strongest artistic conception.

At present, he has mastered the following artistic conceptions:

Imaginary-level artistic conception - time artistic conception, small success; Dao-level artistic conception - star artistic conception, one and a half; law-level artistic conception - extremely malicious realm, shadow artistic conception, all of which are one; stepless artistic conception - wind artistic conception, two percent.

There are a total of five artistic conceptions.

Among the five artistic conceptions, the artistic conception of time is the highest, and the artistic conception of the stars is not trivial, which can be compared to the weaker imaginary-level artistic conception, and the artistic conception of the shadow involves the "Extreme Shadow Demon Sutra", so Lin Ran plans to use these three artistic conceptions as the foundation artistic conception for his breakthrough, and make every effort to study these three artistic conceptions, and reach the realm of Xiaocheng to break through to the Yuan Shen level.

Although he hadn't even reached the Shenhai level now, it was actually very fast, at least he felt the loosening of the shackles of the realm now, and he was about to break through to the middle of the Yuanqiao level.

The breakthrough of the Great Realm is the most difficult, and the Yuanqiao level to the Shenhai level is just the accumulation of vitality, so Lin Ran is not worried.

In the days that followed, Lin Ran had been in retreat in Yunxian Villa to comprehend the artistic conception.

Li Yan, Yang Yisong and others looked for him several times, but they were all stopped by Wen Lao and Mr. Ghost Mist, knowing that their son-in-law was in the critical period of cultivation and could not be disturbed, and several people could only go back in a huff.

"The shadow is ever-changing, and it is not confined to form. ”

"There is light and shadow between heaven and earth, complementing each other, just like the change of yin and yang, the anode gives birth to yin, and the cathode returns to yang, so it is!" On the Juxing Pavilion, Lin Ran has been contemplating the artistic conception of shadow for more than ten days, and he has studied the fragments of the "Extreme Shadow Demon Sutra", observed the phantom of the innate demon god and shadow demon, and finally realized it.

Buzzing~~

Around him, stream-like shadows converged on all sides of his body, and within a radius of dozens of miles, all the shadows were shaking, as if they were worshipping, and this terrifying scene shocked the people of Cloud Cliff Island.

"Whew! The artistic conception of the shadow has been raised to two percent, it's not easy!"

With a long exhalation, Lin Ran opened his eyes, and a ghostly light appeared in the pupils of his eyes, which turned away and returned to his starry eyes.