Obsession with enlightenment, desire for immortality Chapter 203 Artistic conception
In a dense forest.
"Brother Zhao, will the demon king believe it?" Beishui Tianyang looked a little anxious, and asked Zhao Haitian.
"Believe it or not, does the Demon King have any other choice?" Zhao Haitian said with a smug face.
The other three nodded silently, for the demon king who was eager to find the cub, and Zhao Haitian and the others just provided clues about the cub, the demon king had to believe it.
"Don't worry, Zhao Haitian will naturally not bring you into the fire pit with me, even if the demon king knows that the cub was killed by us, the demon king will not be able to do anything to me and the others!" Zhao Haitian swore and spoke.
"Brother Zhao can have the means to balance that demon king?"
Jin Xuan, who was transformed into a golden-winged roc, said in surprise, and the other two looked at Zhao Haitian in the same surprise, if Zhao Haitian had the means to balance the demon king, Zhao Haitian would definitely be the future holy son of the Star Divine Sect, and the strength of the demon king was not comparable to ordinary princely realm monks.
"Naturally, I don't have that ability, but my eldest brother already knows about this, and he will help us deal with the demon king!" Zhao Haitian looked proud, and when he thought of Zhao Haishan, he showed an extremely proud expression.
Zhao Haishan shot?
This thought appeared in the minds of the other three people at the same time, and the reason why they were close to Zhao Haitian was because of Zhao Haishan's existence.
Zhao Haishan is a rare genius in the Xingchen Divine Sect for thousands of years, it took less than three hundred years to cultivate to the princely realm, and he is the first Tianjiao among the thirty-six true disciples of the Divine Sect.
And everything that Zhao Haitian planned in the Broken Jade Mountain Range was instructed by this Zhao Haishan, if Zhao Haishan could take action against the Demon King, they and the others would naturally have no scruples.
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Half a month later.
Tianluo Cave day.
The mana in Bai Yuqing's inner pill turned into golden dragons, roared and rushed out from the bottom of the dantian, and finally wandered through the meridians of the body, constantly impacting the meridian barriers, trying to hold the meridians to the ground.
Drink –
Bai Yuqing snorted lightly, took all the mana back to the dantian, and slowly opened his eyes, in the past half a month, Bai Yuqing has been cultivating in the cave, constantly refining his mana, making his mana more pure.
Now his magic power has reached as much as sixty percent, and with a wave of his hand is the power of the five elephants, and some of the divine powers are cultivated to the fullest, and there are two alternative 'slashing swords' with two sword intents, if you fight against the monks who ask the four tribulations, you will definitely be able to kill them, of course, these monks have not been suppressed by the magic circle.
But for the artistic conception of killing that he comprehended, Bai Yuqing seemed to feel that he had only comprehended the skin, not at all like the artistic conception of Su Xue and Li Simin, he retracted his mind and walked towards the pool.
At this time, the waterhole is not the thick milky white appearance of the past, but the milky white has a blue-green color, mixed with each other, which is caused by the green shell ancestor letting Bai Yuqing pour the spiritual liquid into it, so that the aura in the waterhole can maintain the growth of the yin and yang lotus.
When pouring the spiritual liquid into the pool, his heart was dripping blood, and he poured a full fifty li, but don't remind the green shell ancestor that only the spiritual liquid in the waterhole has enough spiritual power, the growth of Jin Lei and Yin Yang Lotus will be faster, and the petals used by Bai Yuqing a few times will begin to grow tender petals, Jin Lei's soul is more stable, and in a few years, Jin Lei will be able to walk in the outside world.
"Ancestor, don't swim, I'm confused in my cultivation!"
Bai Yuqing squatted on the edge of the waterhole, reaching out to catch the green-shelled ancestor attached to the waterhole.
"Don't fish me, I'm lying comfortably, tell me about it!"
The green-shelled ancestor leaned back on the turtle shell, exposing the brown turtle belly, but the wrinkled glans was enjoying it, and the mung bean-sized eyes never opened.
"Why do I comprehend the artistic conception of killing, I always feel that something is missing, compared to Su Xue's frost artistic conception, the power is hundreds or thousands of times worse." Bai Yuqing spit out the doubts about the artistic conception in her heart.
"Artistic conception also needs to be cultivated, you are only now considered to be rising, if you want to cultivate to perfection, the road is still very long, and the monk of artistic conception is not something you can improve by taking some panacea, you need to have a deeper understanding of artistic conception, the more you experience, the stronger the power of artistic conception."
"Also, the cultivation of artistic conception is roughly divided into four realms, through the general trend of heaven and earth to comprehend the artistic conception is the momentum, to have a nuanced understanding of the general trend of heaven and earth is to understand the subtlety, and the completion and consummation are the formation of your own artistic conception, your current artistic conception of killing, is just to achieve momentum for the way of killing."
Hearing the explanation of the Green Shell Ancestor, Bai Yuqing's heart swelled with waves, and Bai Yuqing was a little embarrassed and couldn't start with his meticulous understanding of the general trend of killing.
Hey—
He let out a long sigh, then went out of the cave and returned to the wooden house, according to the plan of Zhao Haitian and others, it was to launch a bloodbath against the monks in the camp in the past two days.
"Miss Sanbao, is your young lady here?" Bai Yuqing asked towards the three treasures who were entertaining themselves.
San Bao turned around and saw that the owner of the voice was Bai Yuqing, and his face showed an impatient look, and then he spoke:
"Miss seems to be out!"
Hearing Sanbao's words, Bai Yuqing frowned, and before he opened his mouth to ask Sanbao again, he released his soul power to check the situation in the wooden house, knowing that Su Xue was in the wooden house, but the Sanbao said that Su Xue was not there, and he still looked impatient.
"Miss Sanbao, I can feel your young lady in the house, please-"
"If you say it, you go out, don't you understand people?"
Sanbao crossed his hands on his hips, the disgust on his face was even stronger, but he secretly scolded in his heart, "Even you, the first waste, deserve to be close to my young lady, and you don't pee to take care of yourself, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat." ’
Bai Yuqing's expression was stunned, her face became a little pale, knowing that these three treasures were driving herself, if it weren't for the fact that she was Su Xue's maidservant, Bai Yuqing would have killed her a long time ago, and then said:
"If Miss Sanbao meets Miss Su, help Bai tell her, and Bai has something important to talk to her!"
After that, Bai Yuqing turned around and left without looking back.
Looking at Bai Yuqing's back as he left, San Bao first snorted coldly, his mouth full of mockery:
"Don't pee and look at yourself, a waste also wants to pursue my young lady, what's the matter, it's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat, my young lady is only worthy of a character like Zhao Gongzi, just a waste for you, give the dog to dislike!"
"Sanbao, is Senior Brother Bai looking for me?"
Su Xue's voice sounded behind San Bao, which frightened San Bao, and San Bao turned around and said:
"No—no, miss, you're hallucinating!"
"Really?" Su Xue frowned, looking at Sanbao with a suspicious expression.
"I really don't, I'm alone here, how can there be others?" Sambo opened his mouth to explain.
"There's no one, so why are you cursing in a low voice?" Su Xue looked at Sanbao even more suspiciously.
"Miss really has no one, it's just me, I'm just bored, I'm talking to myself, oh yes, Miss·····"
San Bao hurriedly diverted the topic and chatted with Su Xue.
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