What is the most important thing in psychological counseling, Xu Chuan has no experience in this area, but in the era of information explosion in his previous life, more or less Xu Chuan also knows some knowledge in this area, psychological counseling, first of all, and the most important point, first of all, we must first clarify what kind of direction we want the other party's psychology to go to, determine this point, and then to do this, we must first find out the other party's current psychology.

Xu Chuan is very sure that Xia Wuzheng has absolute potential and is definitely qualified to win the "famine"!

Xia Wuzheng said that he was not sure... Is it because of lack of self-confidence? Not confident that you can reach the fifth level of artistic conception?

Well, if someone else said that he was not confident, Xu Chuan would only recognize it, and would not doubt it, the fifth layer of the legendary artistic conception is a height that people look up to. Is it something that can be achieved casually?

Emperor Xia's special edict, in which the fifth layer of the legendary artistic conception is a path. You can see the difficulty.

No one else can do it.

But Xia Wuzheng is different. Xia Wuzheng was born into the fourth layer of the legendary artistic conception, if anyone is sure to reach the fifth layer in a short time, then he is definitely the one.

Xu Chuan took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I believe you will do it." ”

Xia Wuzheng couldn't help laughing, looking at Xu Chuan's serious expression, a trace of emotion rose in his heart, many people in the world have known each other for a lifetime, and they are just not close or far, but some people are just a few faces, but they have a sense of confidant, nothing else, nothing more than a word of trust. He admires and trusts Xu Chuan's vision, and he can even feel it sometimes, Xu Chuan can see the points that others can't see, and can turn decay into magic.

In fact, Xu Chuan's vision is really unique, whether it is the gossip given by Qian Xiaolou or not, in short, he won.

But now Xu Chuan's trust in him seems to be more confident than himself. But he felt that Xu Chuan was blind this time. Looking at Xu Chuan's serious expression, Xia Wuzheng gratefully picked up the wine jug and poured a glass of wine for Xu Chuan, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your trust, but unfortunately, many things in this world are not necessarily possible if you have faith." ”

Xu Chuan took the wine glass and drank it, and said, "My artistic conception level is not as good as yours... Saying that the guidance is useless, can you tell me what the difficulties are? ”

"What's the difficulty?" Xia Wuzheng was stunned.

He looked out of the cabin, where the moon hung high and the cold light poured down and shone on the earth. The blue waves ripple on the Red Silk Lake.

"The path of cultivation, the day after tomorrow, the congenital, the golden pill, the yuan baby... There are laws to follow, we just need to improve step by step, artistic conception... Although it is more important to be enlightened, there is also guidance, and the same is true. To be honest, my artistic conception improved fast enough because I took shortcuts. ”

"Huh?"

Xia Wuzheng's face became solemn.

"The reason why my sword technique has improved fast enough is because... A claw... A great demon's claw. He said. Speaking of this, Xu Chuan obviously felt a murderous aura coming towards him.

It was pure murderous aura, condensed to the extreme!

Just like at the Xia Yuan banquet, the moment Xia Wuzheng killed the peacock demon with one sword, the murderous aura appeared!

Xia Wuzheng will never forget that claw, that day, his mother died under that claw, and that claw took away his dearest relatives from his side. That claw, like an imprint, was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He practiced the knife technique, like a mad demon, the claw kept coming to mind, at the beginning, his knife was not fast enough, so he desperately pursued speed, every day in addition to practicing the knife or practicing the knife method, his knife is getting faster and faster, stronger and stronger, and then through the artistic conception, the artistic conception is close to that claw.

Fast, ruthless!

That claw was mixed with his fear, hatred, killing intent, and the affection of missing his mother.

These feelings were also integrated into his sword technique, and his sword technique artistic conception continued to improve, but when he reached the fourth level. Xia Wuzheng suddenly discovered... His sword skills have reached the extreme of that claw, and even surpasses.

He suddenly had no guidance, just like there was a mountain in front of him, and this mountain weighed him down, and he kept climbing, and kept going up, until before he knew it, there was no road ahead, and he realized that he was already at the top of the mountain.

"There is no such feeling of oppression and suffocation, even if it is any opponent, there is no such feeling, my artistic conception stops at the fourth layer, this... Maybe that's my limit. Xia Wuzheng said slowly.

Xu Chuan listened, he understood very well the requirements of artistic conception for soul touching, and the legendary level artistic conception was even more so, Xia Wuzheng's experience shaped him now.

However, to say that that claw is a shortcut and a guide, Xu Chuan disagrees.

It was just a motivation, a short-term goal, and it was by no means a necessity for Xia Wuzheng to grow up to where he is today, it was just a tragedy, a psychological shadow.

Xu Chuan looked at him and retorted, "Is that monster's claw really clever?" Without that claw, wouldn't there be no way to guide other knife techniques? Not necessarily. You take that claw so seriously, just because it took away the most important loved one in your life, and you hate it, hate... It's a motivation, but it's not the whole of life, and I believe that there are more things in the world that are worth pursuing. ”

Xia Wuzheng said: "I know, I also try to observe other people's artistic conceptions, and even this time I participate in the artistic conception of exquisite games, I also want to learn from other people's artistic conceptions, but I feel different, borrowing is borrowing after all, there is no such touch." ”

Xu Chuan smiled: "You are a legend of the fourth layer of artistic conception, which of them can compare to you." How much pressure can it give you, how much can it be learned. ”

Xia Wuzheng nodded slightly.

Yes, without touching it in the slightest, and that's what he's getting up with now.

Xu Chuan never thinks that he is a good psychological counselor, especially in the face of such excellent people, this is like a junior high school student going to a graduate student to do psychological counseling for a doctorate, the other party feels that he is not knowledgeable enough, and he is a junior high school student who tells others where to find knowledge? Isn't that misleading?

Xu Chuan secretly watched Xia Wuzheng's future scene through the future catalog, in the picture scroll, Xia Wuzheng was wearing a golden armor, standing on a city wall, holding the short knife in his hand, as if he was facing some great enemy.

It can be seen that the enemy made him very dignified and special, and the expression on his face was full of solemnity, even with a little respect.

There is a line of big words next to it: "Xianwang City, three moves to belong." ”

This future scene obviously has nothing to do with Xu Chuan's current psychological counseling. The only cheat is also useless.

I can only rely on myself.

So Xu Chuan didn't say anything else, he just said solemnly: "I once heard a sentence, people, the most important thing is to find their own world, only when they find their own world, life is meaningful." Wu Gongzi, you are the most accomplished in the artistic conception of the knife I have seen so far, the artistic conception of the knife is the world that belongs to you, so there is no doubt that there is no shortcut to anything in the world, and your artistic conception of the knife is obtained by virtue of your own perception, penance, and emotion. You don't need to learn from anyone or beat anyone, you don't have to compete with anyone, so there's no reason to give up or throw in the towel. ”

"From the fourth layer of artistic conception to the fifth layer of artistic conception, what you have to overcome is yourself. In the final showdown, I'll bet on you, but don't let me lose. ”

Xu Chuan finished the encouraging words that he could think of in his mind in one breath.

Luck plus a hundred.

Xia Wuzheng smiled leisurely, they were all people with firm Dao hearts, how could they be stunned because of a sentence, but he could still feel Xu Chuan's kindness.

……

Outside the cabin, Zhu Yuanziyu gave a thumbs up to Princess Miaoyin, who smiled and gave her a big look.

Look at the undulating waters of the lake.

"If you like someone, you will be proud of him and you will be happy for him."

Is this what the colt said?

Maybe not, it was added by Princess Miaoyin herself, in short, at this moment, she smiled very sweetly.

The party on the ship broke up.

Xu Chuan and Princess Miaoyin walked on the shore together, and Zhang Tong, Chu Guangxiong, Feng Gu, Lan Gu and others followed from afar.

"I'm tired of the horses, I'm not good at enlightenment, and I can't bear to beg Ziyu..."Princess Miaoyin chuckled. Previously, she sent a voice to invite Xu Chuan and Xia Wuzheng to talk, and Xu Chuan could be so dedicated, which naturally gave her enough face.

"It's just a trivial matter, although I didn't have a personal relationship with the indisputable son in the past, I still admire him." Xu Chuan said with a smile. Is his psychological counseling useful today... I'm afraid it doesn't have much effect.

"By the way, princess, you told me in advance that the wilderness will win, but do you know his identity and origin?" Xu Chuan asked. Previously, in front of Zhu Yuanziyu and Xia Wuzheng, he didn't want to ask too much.

Princess Miaoyin had a different face, and said softly: "He is a descendant of the Great Wilderness Clan, and his cultivation is extremely good. ”

Xu Chuan didn't notice the change in Princess Miaoyin's expression, but said clearly: "It turned out to be a disciple of the Great Wilderness Clan, no wonder it is so amazing, the children of the Great Wilderness Clan actually came to participate in the Artistic Conception Exquisite Bureau, by the way, what kind of power does this Great Wilderness Clan have in the Xia Dynasty?" ”

Xu Chuan now has an instinctive curiosity to explore the roots of the Six Ancestors.

Princess Miaoyin smiled this time: "There are many strong people in the Great Wilderness Clan, to talk about power... Lianbao Mountain is owned by the Great Wilderness Clan. ”

"Lianbao Mountain..."

The two figures were talking, walking by the lake, reflecting the hustle and bustle on the lake that had not dispersed, the silver water of the lake, like a jade belt meandering and floating, and a few rows of willows dancing in the night. The grass is green, and the colorful unknown flowers are gently swaying in the grass, falling in the eyes of others, and the two are like a newlywed, swimming together on the lakeside.

……

Xia Wuzheng sat in the cabin, and Zhu Yuanziyu sat silently on the side. Xia Wuzheng listened to Xu Chuan's words at that time, and only regarded it as a friend's encouragement, calmed down at the moment, and slowly savored what Xu Chuan said.

"You are the one who will overcome."

He thought about it, and unconsciously asked himself in his heart, how many days and nights of cultivating sword techniques, how many days and nights of pursuit, has he really reached the limit?

……

After three days, Xia Wuzheng was set as the last defender of the Zhuyuan clan, and the first battle was the winner of the second day, Qin Absolute Battle, and the mysterious monk "Wild" on the fifth day.

The night also attracted a lot of people. The five spectators, without exception, were depressed. Qin Jue's courage is also commendable, although the victory is pitiful, but he still fights.

Let's not mention the grand occasion of the artistic conception of the exquisite bureau, on the other side. Tao Mansion was also very lively, and even Emperor Junwei was alarmed.

Several large families around him sent people to watch, but they saw that the so-called Emperor Junwei was only two or three military guards, and the one in the center was wearing gold armor, and a flying sword with a blue light was suspended in front of him, and a corpse was poured at his feet, the corpse had a rough face, but at this moment it had been cut in two by a sword.

Blood flowed all over the ground.

The central Emperor Jun Guard's guard is Yan Feng, and the corpse at his feet is Tao Yuan's eldest son, Tao Zezong! Yan Feng heard Senior Brother Lu go back a few days ago to tell him, saying that there was a nosy person who beat him back, and he couldn't get angry in his heart, but because Yan Feiyun was in the house, he also restrained a lot.

Tonight, Yan Feiyun continued to go to Hongsi Lake to participate in the Artistic Conception Exquisite Bureau, Yan Feng immediately couldn't bear to act, and brought two colleagues newly acquainted with Di Junwei to help, and came to the door wearing Di Junwei's armor.

He Yan Feng asked himself if the senior brother was still there, but the Tao family toasted and didn't eat and drink, and he was rude and injured his senior brother, how could he Yan Feng not come out of this breath.

Knocking on the door, Tao Yuan still wanted to be reasonable, and the girl refused Yan Feng more strictly, Yan Feng was furious, but at this moment, Tao Zezong came up and pushed them to let them out, Yan Feng immediately attacked, and even claimed that Tao Zezong hurt him, and directly beheaded the latter!

This time, the Tao family was red-eyed, and the girl fell on Tao Zezong's corpse and cried bitterly, and Tao Yuan even sent a high-grade magic weapon long knife to kill Yan Feng.

The revenge of killing the son is not shared!

Yan Feng was not afraid at all, laughed and said that he died in the fighting method, and died as he deserved, and then brazenly faced the battle, although Tao Yuan licked blood from the knife edge, and experienced a lot of life and death battles, but Yan Feng was the young sect master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect after all, Yan Feiyun had cultivated it with all his heart, and the sword technique in one hand was extremely mysterious, and it was really good. After a moment of matchmaking, they had the upper hand.

Tao Yuan watched his eldest son die tragically, where is there any reason, he just wants to die and bite off a piece of Yan Feng's meat.

The two Jindan monks should have informed Emperor Junwei a long time ago, but one of the fighting methods at this moment is Emperor Junwei, who cares?

Someone in charge!

In just a moment, the disposers of the Holy Priest Jindan arrived, and the disposers wearing purple magic weapons and robes rushed over, which stopped the two from fighting. Ask why.

The Tao family was excited, and Tao Zezong's corpse was right in front of them. Naturally, he wanted to take down Yan Feng.

But Yan Feng is not afraid, he is a Jindan monk, and he kills a congenital by fighting methods, this is a battle record, and he can only blame that innate stupidity. And he is the Emperor Junwei military guard, who are you afraid of? When he saw that the priesthood was about to take him away, he was furious and said, "Arrest me? Blind your dogs, I'm the Emperor Junwei Guard! My father is the sect master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, you dare to arrest me? ”

The priesthood disposer rolled his eyes: "What about Emperor Junwei, if he comes to the door and kills innocents indiscriminately, he should be arrested!" Qingxuan Sword Sect? What a thing..."

The two Emperor Junwei didn't expect Yan Feng to be so ruthless, they were just here to help, where did they think that the latter would make such a big fuss, so they immediately stood aside obediently and didn't say a word.

Yan Feng was still domineering and said, "You dare to insult my sect? What a big courage, you have the ability to fight with me openly, let me show you how powerful my Qingxuan Sword Sect sword technique is! ”

Not to mention that those priesthood disposers were stunned, even the people in the capital who watched the excitement were also stunned, which family was this second stunned? Did you come to the capital to kill people and compete in martial arts? Do you want to do it with the priesthood disposition?

"What? Don't dare to do it? Haha, then get the hell out of my way......" he still shouted.

At this moment, several divine lights flashed, and in the blink of an eye, six figures wearing silver wire trim appeared in the field, the momentum spread, majestic and mighty, they were all Yuanying Great Monks, and the coercion was pervasive, which suddenly made Yan Feng dumbfounded, and he trembled.

The crowd was stunned.

Then a tall figure walked over, the figure was still wearing a white jade mask on his face when he came, and when he walked over, the mask was taken off, revealing a heroic face, brocade clothes and jade belts, and the momentum was extraordinary, when he saw Tao Zezong's corpse on the ground and the girl who was crying bitterly, and Tao Yuan who was looking at Yan Feng with bloody pupils and eyes like breathing fire.

He was angry with his simple heart! He thought these bastards wouldn't come!

"Damn it!"

The Great Wilderness Emperor roared, raised one hand, and a small sun appeared around Yan Feng, who was wearing the armor of the Emperor Junwei, and the scorching True Yuan was agitated, terrifying, and it seemed that Yan Feng could be annihilated in an instant in the next moment.

Yan Feng was also heartbroken, and wanted to resist with the sword, but he was even more shocked to find that Zhenyuan did not listen to the call.

"Son, slow down, this person is Emperor Junwei, he can't be killed, if you want to dispose of him, you have to hand him over to the court! Otherwise, the master will be angry. A silver-robed infant monk said urgently.

The Great Wilderness Emperor's eyes contained evil energy, he wanted to wave his hand to kill this Yan Feng, but the guard's words made him can't help but listen, especially when he heard that his father would be angry, he could only endure the murderous aura, gritted his teeth and said: "Say, who can kill him!" ”

The guard's mind was spinning for a moment, and he could only come up with one place.

"Metropolitan Inspectorate!"