Wang Tiangang is not in Zhushan, Li Changan's cultivation not only did not fall, but because of the endless slaughter dream every night, the cultivation of the killing artistic conception has advanced by leaps and bounds.

Every night, there was one more arrow of killing intent in the depths of the dragon elephant's inner breath.

Such an astonishing improvement made Li Changan feel a little more apprehensive in addition to his excitement.

Longmen Dabi used killing intent at the time, and there was only one killing intent arrow, which exploded with all his strength, and he had already entered the level of killing intent.

Now the number of killing intent arrows has increased, and although it is still at this point, the killing intent that can be used is increasing exponentially.

But such a terrifying killing intent put great pressure on the dragon elephant's internal breath.

Even if the dragon elephant's internal breath and killing intent echo each other, the increase in killing intent is too amazing, and the balance between the two seems to be gradually tilted.

At the same time, Li Changan also developed the most powerful move at present.

That is to directly use the killing intent arrow itself.

It can completely release the killing intent contained in a killing intent arrow.

There are even faint signs of surpassing the third step, and there is still a trace of being able to completely reach the level of master archery.

It's just that this kind of move consumes too much killing intent, and every time it is cast, the killing intent arrow body will be consumed by half, and it will take a long time to gradually recover.

And for a short period of time, the same killing intent arrow cannot be used again, otherwise the body will completely collapse.

This is the blood lesson that Li Changan obtained only after completely breaking a killing intent arrow.

Time passes,

Everything is going in an orderly manner.

The schoolwork of the Self-cultivation Academy has become smoother and smoother after helping Chen Lun get ahead last time.

Feng Chengbao, who has been secretly on guard, did not make a fuss.

Early in the morning of the ninth day of the eighth month,

Li Changan woke up from the dream again, feeling the depths of the dragon elephant's inner breath, and the ninth killing intent arrow slowly took shape, and he suddenly felt a sense of shock.

It seems to be stepping on the edge of a cliff, like facing an abyss, trembling.

There was even some kind of connection between the nine killing intent arrows, so that the killing intent contained in the nine killing intent arrows was condensed nine times before it flowed back into the body.

The speed at which the killing intent increased was getting faster and faster, almost losing control.

Li Changan looked at Jiang Ayayan, who was still asleep beside him.

What did those dreams have to do with her?

Why is every dream different?

More and more people were slaughtered, and they almost became a mountain.

Blood stained the earth red, turning all the wilderness dark red.

The bloody qi gathered in the sky and could not be dispersed for a long time, turning into pieces of blood clouds, gradually blocking the sunlight in the sky.

Li Changan had the illusion that he was experiencing the birth process of the strange sacrifice in the first dream step by step.

And this result, in addition to making him experience a devastating massacre every night, is that his ability to resist killing intent has increased by leaps and bounds.

Although he had only killed a few gangsters with his own hands, Li Changan felt that he had already soaked in the sea of corpses and blood.

The nine arrows of killing intent in the depths of the dragon elephant's inner breath are proof of this.

……

Leave home, walk out of Tonglu Hutong,

There are already people on the streets preparing for the grand celebration of August 15.

August 15 is not only the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also the day of the opening of the calligraphy and painting list.

The two grand events were superimposed, and the momentum caused by the Wensheng List was several times greater.

The Mid-Autumn Festival can be side by side with the Spring Festival.

All counties in the world will hold Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meetings, as well as various celebrations.

Local governments encourage ordinary people to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, and give quite generous rewards.

Do everything you can, but also gather luck for the bright moon in the sky.

In a sense, the calligraphy and painting list is also for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Jiang Ayayan, who was following Li Changan, looked around curiously, "What are they doing?" ”

"I'm preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"I know about the Mid-Autumn Festival, August 15." Jiang Ayayan said, "But Li Changan, why is there a Mid-Autumn Festival?" ”

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is also called the Moon Festival." Li Changan said as he walked,

"According to legend, 10,000 years ago, Confucius founded Wendao, so that the human race finally had a foothold after thousands of years of ups and downs in the destruction of martial arts, so that day was designated as the Spring Festival, also known as the New Year, which means the renewal of Vientiane."

"And on August 15 of the same year, the Moon Sage ascended to the sky, turned into the bright moon with his own body, and sealed the Great Sage Town of the Demon Clan."

"Since then, the power of the demon clan in the human world has finally been contained."

"So from then on, the human race held a sacrifice on the fifteenth day of August to gather luck for the Moon Saint and continue to suppress the bright moon."

Jiang Yanyan asked as if she didn't understand, "At that time, ten thousand years have passed since now, is the Moon Saint still alive?" The Great Sage of the Demon Clan should have died a long time ago, right? ”

"Is it still useful to sacrifice to the moon?"

"No one knows if the Moon Sage and the Great Sage of the Demon Clan are alive, but it is still useful to sacrifice the bright moon." Li Changan explained,

"Every time there is a full moon, the strength of the demon clan will increase by half, and it is said that the power of the Moon Saint is the weakest at that time."

"But there is another extreme situation, that is the blood moon, the blood moon appears, and the power of the demon race skyrockets by two percent, which will cause unimaginable damage to the human race."

"But because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the number of blood moons in the past hundred years has become less and less, and the Terran border can continue to be stable."

The Mid-Autumn Festival has a long history and many stories, but overall there is not much difference.

After all, the Moon Sage was second only to Kong Sage back then, and he incarnated the bright moon for the sake of the human race and suppressed the Great Sage of the Demon Race.

Such great achievements are heinous and cannot be tampered with by anyone.

On the 15th Mid-Autumn Festival, preparations have begun on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year.

On the tenth day of the first lunar month, the county capitals in various counties have completely entered the state of festivals.

Everywhere is lit up, and every shop along the street is hung with lanterns and red silk.

At the same time, literati and artists from all over the world took out their most proud calligraphy works, not only to build momentum for their own calligraphy and painting lists, but also to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The two major events are crowded together, and the excitement is no worse than that of the Spring Festival.

And on the 10th day of the Lunar New Year,

Li Changan fell into an unprecedented dangerous situation in the mountains behind Zhushan.

In the depths of the dragon elephant's inner breath, the ten killing intent arrows rotated wildly, and the connection between the killing intent arrows continued to strengthen.

Under the ravages of the killing intent arrows, the dragon elephant gradually disintegrated.

"No, ......" Li Changan soaked in the deep pool, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

What I had feared before finally happened.

The killing artistic conception is too powerful, and the killing intent erupted from the ten killing intent arrows, the dragon elephant's internal breath can't support it at all!

"Once the dragon elephant's internal breath collapses, I will definitely die!"

Li Changan poured a bottle of fifty drops of golden body liquid into the deep pool, and then tried his best to run the dragon elephant breathing method, trying to forcibly suppress the ten killing intent arrows.

"The artistic conception of killing is my artistic conception of killing, when will it be your turn to fight against Lao Tzu?"

Every time the dragon elephant's internal breath contracted, it was like a hammer, slamming heavily on the ten killing intent arrows, trying to press back the killing intent in the killing intent arrows.

But the killing intent arrows were like tigers with sharp teeth and claws, unwilling to be restrained and struggling frantically.

Every time he hit, Li Changan seemed to be trampled on the chest by an elephant, his internal organs were displaced, and his seven orifices continued to ooze blood.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

A thunderous roar echoed in my head.

His consciousness was blurred, but he was still forcibly suppressing the killing intent arrows regardless of the situation.

The two seem to have become two brute bulls, only knowing how to collide wildly, even if their heads are bleeding, they have to overpower each other.

The pool washed the blood on Li Chang'an's body, and the golden body liquid was rapidly consumed, replenishing the internal breath of the constantly crumbling dragon elephant and repairing the body covered with wounds.

I don't know how long it took,

The thunder in Li Changan's mind disappeared abruptly, and a vast bell like a bronze ancient bell being struck slowly faded away.

The sound of the bell is long and simple, with heavy marks, without any sharp and ugly edge, and is full of thick and boundless atmosphere.

Li Changan was cleansed by the sound of the bell, and after a long time, he finally reluctantly came back to his senses.

I saw that in the depths of the dragon elephant's inner breath, the original black killing intent arrow disappeared, and in its place, it was a slowly rotating bronze killing intent arrow.

The crater is simple and majestic, like a volcanic crater with slowly flowing magma, which obviously contains great power, but it is firmly bound.

Powerful and majestic, but extremely restrained.

As soon as his mind moved, a thin and sharp black arrow instantly disintegrated from the bronze arrow.

The majestic and restrained aura was directly broken, and turned into a sharp killing intent.

Li Changan opened his left hand.

A black killing intent arrow body quietly appeared in the palm of his hand, and the grass on the edge of the deep pool began to dye a layer of withered yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye from the tip of the leaf.

Then the second and the third were followed.

Each black arrow is relatively independent, but maintains a strong bond.

Li Changan stared at the black arrow that was slowly spinning in front of him, and his eyes showed excitement.

All ten black arrows appeared in the palm of his hand, moving like celestial bodies.

The fingers moved slightly, and one of them instantly spread out like flowing water, merging into the other.

In the blink of an eye, a bronze-colored killing intent arrow appeared.

The sharp killing intent suddenly converged, Li Changan's fingers moved, and he picked a blade of grass.

Killing intent quietly flowed into the blades of grass.

The blades of grass instantly withered yellow, and with a flick of Li Changan's fingers, the blades of grass shot out like arrows off the string.

"Poof."

Almost at the same time, a small hole the thickness of a finger appeared on the ground three feet away, and all the grass within a radius of one foot around the small hole was withered and yellow.

The killing intent is fused with the real thing, flexible and tame.

This is the fourth step in the practice of mindfulness.

Artistic conception fusion!

A true mastercraft.

At this moment,

The mutton fat jade book in the depths of his mind suddenly emitted a milky white brilliance, enveloping the bronze killing intent arrows in it.

"Stone Tiger Map" flew out of the mutton fat jade book, and a bronze killing intent arrow slowly appeared on it.

At the same time, the other pages began to rattle and exude bursts of brilliance.