Chapter Twenty-Nine: Comprehending the Artistic Conception of Thunder

After Sun Jue left, Yang Ji's enlightenment basically stopped, and no decisive progress was made.

"Hey, I still lack the artistic conception of thunder and lightning!"

Yang Ji sighed in the palace.

All martial arts have their origins, or imitate animals, or imitate beasts, or learn from heaven and earth...... , no martial art is a source without water.

If he could see the scripture painting of this martial art, Yang Ji might have made a breakthrough long ago. But in the sect, Yang Ji doesn't seem to have heard of such a thing as "scripture painting".

In this case, the heaven and earth thunder imitated by the "Electric Mother Sword Method" is the best method. However, the weather is scorching now, and there is little rain, let alone thunderstorms.

"I can only wait......"

Yang Ji secretly said that he could only temporarily put down the time of enlightenment, and instead went all out to modify his martial arts.

Yang Ji didn't wait for a long time, and in the evening five days later, Yang Ji was practicing in the room, and suddenly-

"Thunderbolt!"

A loud bang came from outside the house, like a giant axe cutting through the sky, Yang Ji's feet trembled, and the entire Iron Crown Mountain seemed to be shaking.

"It's—"

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he listened attentively, and a burst of raindrops came from outside the house. The raindrops snapped on the window paper.

"It's finally raining. ā€

Yang Ji smiled slightly, walked to the window, pushed open the window, and the wind immediately swept in a cool raindrop. Looking out of the window, I saw that outside the Iron Crown Mountain, under the dim sky, far and near, a bead like a broken thread fell from the sky, enveloping the mountains.

"Click!"

Another deafening boom came from the sky, and this second thunderclap immediately rained the size of beans. Dark clouds rolled in the sky. Although it was still evening, the light was already dim and it was almost evening.

"It's raining!"

There was a faint exclamation from the bottom of the mountain, and many disciples covered their heads and rushed to their residences. was swept away by the heavy rain, and the incense in the big incense burners also dimmed a lot, and after the heavy rain. It must be extinguished.

Yang Ji smiled slightly, looking at it comfortably. Suddenly, my arm was cold, and I felt a sticky and slippery living thing, and I don't know when the road got to my side.

"Xiao Ji?"

Yang Ji glanced at it and was a little surprised.

After the martial arts examination in Pingchuan County, Yang Ji found that "Xiao Ji's" eyes were gloomy, and his spirit was not as good as day by day. Sometimes when I pinch its body, it feels soft and doesn't like to move.

After arriving at the Iron Crown Faction, "Xiao Ji" no longer likes to be entangled with Yang Ji. Yang Ji simply arranged it to the corner of the palace. I built it with a pile of books.

But at this time, "Xiao Ji" suddenly crawled out without knowing what Lu Dao was doing, and lay down beside Yang Ji, silently looking at the cloudy sky.

Yang Ji glanced at it, and "Xiao Ji's" eyes were dark, and he seemed to have some spirit than before.

"Isn't it strange that birds and beasts are supposed to be afraid of thunder and lightning?"

Yang Ji was secretly strange.

Whether it is a fierce beast or a fierce beast, it will generally hide in the weather when the thunderclouds are dense and the lightning and thunder roar. But "Xiao Ji's" demeanor is very strange. It didn't look like he was scared at all, but it looked like he had a hint of ...... Hope?

"Thunderbolt!"

Another thunderclap. Yang Ji saw a shining "silver snake" sweeping over the house. The raindrops that were still dripping at first have now turned into a torrential downpour, and the sky and the earth are full of rain and mist, and the sound of crackling raindrops is like whipping.

Yang Ji quickly came back to his senses from "Xiao Ji", pressed his palm on the windowsill, and turned over the window with a click. Fall on the ground outside.

Thousands of raindrops fell from the sky, and Yang Ji's body was soaked for only a while.

"Don't miss the opportunity, it's rare to encounter this kind of thunderstorm, miss this time, and I don't know how long I have to wait. ā€

Yang Ji said secretly.

This was the first thunderstorm in more than three months in his memory. There are many rainy days in 365 days a year. But there are only a handful of rainy and thunderous weather.

Missing this opportunity, Yang Ji didn't know how long it would take him to wait for the second time!

The sky was pouring rain, Yang Ji raised his head and looked up at the sky, his dark and deep eyes reflected the dark clouds rolling in the sky and did not move.

The time of the thunder explosion can be long or short, no one knows when the Dao will stop, Yang Ji must hurry up and understand the sword intent of the "Electric Mother Sword Technique".

"Click!"

With a loud bang, Yang Ji's pupils shrank, and he saw that in the depths of the thunderclouds, a scorching "silver snake" twisted and twisted, sweeping across the entire sky at an incredible speed.

Under the sky, mountain peaks appeared in the thunder, but only for a moment they fell into darkness again.

Yang Ji was motionless, the time was too short. Before he could comprehend anything, the "silver snake" was already extinct. However, although the silver snake disappeared, in the depths of Yang Ji's mind, the tail light of the silver snake was still slowly disappearing.

"Boom!"

The night was deep, and after a long silence, another dazzling "silver snake" streaked across the sky.

Yang Ji faintly felt something in his mind, but before he could catch it, it had already disappeared.

Yang Ji waited quietly.

"Buzz!"

When the third thunderbolt swept across the sky, Yang Ji's mind suddenly lit up. The "silver snake" that swept through the depths of the sky and a bright light in the depths of memory suddenly merged.

Thunder light, sword light......

Yang Ji's mind was full of ups and downs......

"Boom!"

The third thunderbolt was followed by a sudden burst of thunder. The sky and the earth are uncertain, and in the depths of the dark clouds, I don't know how many lightning bolts have exploded, and the void is filled with a majestic breath of thunder that destroys the heavens and the earth, and it makes people's hairs stand on end.

The terrifying and devastating thunder seemed to be ready to fall at any moment, and in such an environment, everyone was small.

This is the power of nature, and it is also the power of thunder!

Yang Jida opened his eyes, stood in the pouring rain and looked up at the sky, not only did he not be afraid, but simply let go of his mind and completely immersed himself in this thunderstorm.

There was a storm outside, lightning and thunder, but Yang Ji's heart was silent. In my mind, there was also a series of thunder and lightning. It's getting faster and faster......

Thunder and lightning were still thousands of miles away at the beginning, and when they looked back, they had already swept across the sky and disappeared into the sky. - Isn't this the speed pursued by the "Electric Mother Sword Technique"?

A thunderbolt is a sword. Slowly, the "Electric Mother Sword Technique" that he had studied day and night for more than 30 days and the thunder and lightning in the sky slowly fused together.

The trajectory of the sword technique and the trajectory of the thunder and lightning slowly approached. Gradually, one after another, the contents of the forty-two drawings seemed to turn into a condensed electric light, echoing with the thunder and lightning in the sky.

Bang!

It was like a thunderbolt exploding in his mind, and Yang Ji's heart was thorough. In the dark, under the influence of an invisible force. Yang Ji's spiritual power rose to the top, and countless thoughts, thousands of them, instantly emanated and merged into the heavens and the earth......

Swift, mighty, devastating...... , erupting in silence, moving and landslide and crack. Unstoppable! Wait for the sound to hear in your ears and notice the movement. The wood is already in the boat, and it is too late to regret it, and everything is already over......

One thought after another passed through his mind, Yang Ji quietly looked at the thunder and lightning in the sky, and he couldn't think about some bottlenecks and obstacles for thirty days. All of a sudden, it was solved.

At this moment, Yang Ji's understanding of the "Electric Mother Sword Technique" suddenly rose to a new height.

Gradually, the "silver snake" in the sky suddenly became a thick brushstroke, drawing a new picture in Yang Ji's mind......

It's like a flash. It seemed that countless long centuries had passed, and Yang Ji finally came back to his senses. At some point, the thunderstorm had stopped, and only a light rain remained in the sky.

Moreover, Yang Ji's spiritual power has also increased dramatically to twice the original, and even the speed of his brain is much faster, clearer and more organized.

"It worked. ā€

Yang Ji smiled slightly in his heart.

Although this time the enlightenment was purely for Lin Qingyan, Yang Ji's own strength was not enough to practice the "Electric Mother Sword Technique". But this time to comprehend the advanced swordsmanship, Yang Ji got no less benefits than Lin Qingyan.

Not only did he gain valuable experience in advanced swordsmanship, but his mental power skyrocketed to twice as much. Moreover, Yang Ji also integrated the characteristics of "Immortal Sword" from the sword theory of "Electric Mother Sword Method", and comprehended a new trick.

"While your thoughts are still clear, draw these realizations first. ā€

Yang Ji's heart moved, and he immediately walked under the eaves of the palace. When passing by the window, Yang Ji was startled, only to see "Xiao Ji" holding his head high and leaning into the void, as if he was swallowing all sides.

"Xiao Ji?!"

Yang Ji was taken aback. In the surrounding void, there seemed to be countless small pieces of free energy that kept merging into Xiao Ji's body from all directions.

Unlike the normal absorption of heaven and earth vitality by martial artists, from the free energy beside Xiao Ji, Yang Ji suddenly felt a faint breath of thunder.

"Has Xiao Ji been absorbing the energy of the thunder?"

Yang Ji couldn't believe it.

Shouldn't this kind of energy be the force that birds and beasts are afraid of? And even the "warriors" can hardly absorb the power of thunder, right?

Yang Ji's heart was up and down, "Xiao Ji" closed his eyes tightly, and he was motionless outside the spirit, still swallowing the residual energy of the thunder in the void.

Yang Ji didn't want to disturb it at this time, so with a thought, he easily and flexibly climbed through the window and entered the hall.

"Bang!"

Yang Ji's whole body exploded with blood, and the strong blood qi instantly steamed the wet cyan cloth on his body.

Yang Ji didn't dare to be distracted, took the pen on the pen stand, dipped it in ink, flattened the paper, and then the pen walked the dragon and snake, integrating the thunder artistic conception he had just realized into the pen, and turning it into a new picture.

Different from the previous 42 pictures, this time every hook, fold, press, pinch, and skimming in Yang Ji's pen is integrated into the artistic conception of a thunderbolt, and the brushwork is fierce and wild, like a thunderbolt passing on the paper.

After about a pillar of incense, Yang Ji finally completed the most profound enlightenment of the "Electric Mother Sword Technique". The "forty-two" drawings were reduced to twenty-four brand new drawings, stacked on top of each other on the table.

"I can finally give an account to Senior Sister Lin. ā€

Yang Ji raised his head and said secretly.

This is a mutually beneficial move, Lin Qingyan got a lot, and Yang Ji got a lot. In particular, the understanding of kendo has improved by leaps and bounds.

If there were a few more such transactions, Yang Ji would even be sure to defeat any young powerhouse of his generation in the world in an instant,—— no matter how demonic the genius was!(To be continued......