"What should I do?" he asked, he had never been so confused, he didn't care about the throne, but he couldn't give up his relatives! With the character of the eldest brother, the things he set cannot be changed, even if he loses his life, he will not look back.

"Cultivate well! A combination of qi alchemy, swordsmanship, and formation. In addition, plus comprehend the artistic conception of kendo!" Jin Lin responded.

"What is the artistic conception of swordsmanship?" Ziyu knew the first three, but the latter had never heard of it at all.

"The artistic conception of kendo is focused on the artistic conception! The artistic conception cannot be seen or touched, but it can be deeply felt!" Jin Lin explained.

Artistic conception is a relatively ethereal existence. Although it doesn't need to require the mind and eye like refining qi, it is more difficult to comprehend than refining qi. There are probably not many people in this world who can comprehend it.

According to Jin Lin's guess, it is very likely that the True Zen Holy King has comprehended an artistic conception. Therefore, he was able to dominate among the holy kings, and even become the one closest to the heavens.

It is very likely that the True Zen Holy King not only comprehended the artistic conception, but even embarked on the path of seeking the Tao. Judging from the performance of the True Zen Holy King, the artistic conception he has mastered should be related to Zen, or he is walking the Zen path!

He once told Fuxi about it, but no one has understood it so far.

"Feel it!"

"Spring!"

Suddenly, Ziyu felt that he was bathed in holy light, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable, as if he had returned to the arms of his mother Qin Guo, and he just wanted to sleep quietly and have a dream that could never be finished.

He felt his strength draining away, and he didn't even have the strength to stretch his fingers. The Qi Refining in the body gradually collapsed, and the Qi Refining Sword was crumbling.

"Summer!"

"Uh......!"

Ziyu felt that his surroundings had changed, and he was grilled on the fire. The clothes were set on fire, and the hair was burned by the heat. His skin gradually dried up, and his throat burned like a fire, and he couldn't speak.

Fire, fire everywhere, countless fires, inside and outside, he seemed to smell the smell of meat on his body!

"Autumn!"

A chill hit him, making him feel much better. However, he gradually felt that something was wrong. He was slowly aging, his smooth and dewy skin was drying out, wrinkles were emerging, and his body was stiffening, not as flexible as when he was younger.

"Winter!"

The body temperature continued to drop, and a long-lost coolness hit again after many years. He tightened his thin clothes, but he still couldn't dispel the chill that emanated from his body.

Shivering, he shivered with cold! snot and tears could not help but flow, and his legs fell to his knees uncontrollably.

"Scatter!"

The gentle sunlight sprinkled on his face again, warm and warm, the breath in the air carried the moisture of the lake, and everything was as beautiful as before.

With open hands, the white skin indicates that you are still young and strong. The body has returned to normal, and the sword of qi refining in the body is also normal! It seems that what was just a dream just now!

"It's not a dream, if you can't bear this artistic conception, everything you perceive will be embodied in your body!" Jin Lin's voice denied his thoughts.

Jin Lin continued: "The four artistic conceptions of spring, summer, autumn and winter are different. I just released the artistic conception, and I didn't integrate it into the attack method, otherwise it would only take a moment for you to collapse directly!"

"How do you comprehend the artistic conception?" Zi Yu was very shocked in his heart, just releasing it was so powerful, once it was integrated into the attack, how powerful it was!

"Everyone's comprehension of the artistic conception is different, there is no exactly the same artistic conception in this world! The artistic conception needs to be experienced by oneself, everyone's experience is different, the thinking is different, so the artistic conception of comprehension is also different. You have to think about who you are and what you want to do! Realize the path you are taking, whether you are guarding or killing, or being at ease!" Jin Lin explained carefully.

After speaking, Jin Lin left directly.

"Kendo, artistic conception!"

Ziyu chewed on these two words repeatedly.

............

"Ah Lan, why do you keep tying the wrong straps in your shoes these days? and the mistakes are the same every time. The peacock glanced strangely at Lan's feet.

"Ahh I haven't had a good rest these days, so it's a bit of a mess. ”

"Really?" the peacock looked at her suspiciously.

"Really!" This voice, I'm afraid Ah Lan herself can't hear it.

"It seems that you have something on your mind to hide from me!" Ah Lan, who shrunk his head, where can he hide from an experienced peacock?

"No!" Ah Lan quickly turned her head, thinking of the events of the past few days, her face was hot and terrifying.

"Tell me honestly!" the peacock reached out and scratched under her armpit.

"Ahh

Ah Lan jumped away in fright, her arms clasped close to her body, and her hands were protected on her chest.

"I said it's not okay?" Ah Lan was a little scared, she didn't expect the always dignified peacock to come to this set.

"Okay, let's find a place where no one is around. The peacock then stopped satisfied.

"It was made by the lord of the temple. Alan whispered, which reminded her of that night.

She saw Yun Zhongzi coaxing, so she wanted to trick Jin Lin. Sure enough, the whole dancing process was miserable, and the people around him laughed when they saw his embarrassment.

However, she also paid the price, and a pair of smooth jade feet were blackened by his step. So, after the party, Jin Lin pulled her to the lake. Then, it's a two-hour bath. Finally, it's the hilarious process of putting on shoes.

After she came back, she was reluctant to untie the straps, take off her shoes, and keep them until today.

"This kid!" the peacock's voice couldn't help but rise a little. Speaking of this guy, she remembered the embarrassing things of that day. However, fortunately, as far as she knows, there is no second person.

"Well, he got my feet dirty that day and washed them up and put them back on. But he's not very good at it, so that's it!" Alan whispered.

"You like him!"

Peacock's words made Ah Lan's heart almost jump out of her chest!

Yes, if he didn't like him, how could Ah Lan do such a stupid thing!

"I, I just want to keep it. Ah Lan didn't know how to describe her heart.

"You've got hazy feelings for him!" sighed Peacock. Feelings are really wonderful, perhaps, somehow you fell in love with someone inadvertently. Perhaps, you will never have a love for a person who has given everything for you, and his (her) contribution will only make you feel more and more indebted, and then you will want to stay away from him (her) even more.

"Hmm. Ah Lan replied in a low voice, she had not experienced feelings, so she was also confused about this.

"Does he know?" asked Peacock.

"He seems to be very busy these days and hasn't seen him. Ah Lan was a little lost, she had deliberately passed by Jin Lin's residence for the past few days, but there was no movement inside, it seemed that she had gone out.