Chapter 275: Artistic Conception
Because of the mirror given by Fang Jin, although the next road became more and more cloudy and cold, Qingshan could still bear it to some extent.
After walking a little further, Fang Jin suddenly stopped, only because a four-legged monster with a human face and beast body appeared in front of him, and the monster stared at the three of them with flashing ice blue eyes, and the greed in his eyes was not concealed at all.
Qingshan and Lou Yuhua stepped forward to take a look, Qingshan was stunned for a moment, only to see that the monster had a thin face, a hooked nose, cat's eyes, a fierce light flashing in its eyes, its lower limbs were like bamboo poles, and the gray-brown hair on its whole body, except for a pinch of green hair on its abdomen, which looked particularly weird.
Lou Yuhua smiled smartly, "It seems that it has taken us as prey." ”
Fang Jin snorted coldly, "I have never been the only one who has taken others as prey, and those who have taken me as prey have already gone to see the king of Hades." ”
"But it's not human. ”
"In my eyes, everything is the same, as long as you dare to stand in my way, there is only one end. ”
When the words fell, there was another cold snort, and he raised his knife and slashed, simple and direct, and the sword rushed to the top of the monster's head in a blink of an eye.
The monster roared, and then opened its mouth to spew out a blue ball, and as soon as the ball appeared, the temperature of the entire space dropped suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, a thick layer of ice formed around it.
"Click, click"
The knife slashed at the ball, making a clicking sound as if it had been slashed on the ice.
Lou Yuhua praised heartlessly, "It's very defensive!"
"Hmph. Fang Jin snorted coldly again, his toes tapped the ground, and the person rose into the air, twisting his body in the air, and the cold glow of the ghost head knife in his hand reappeared, and in the blink of an eye, a clear knife light came out.
This time, the clicking sound was no longer there, and the knife slashed on the ball, as easily as if it were cutting tofu, and then, a piece of blood light rose, and when the knife disappeared, the surrounding ice also instantly turned into nothing.
Where are the monsters at the moment?
It has long since become a ghost under the knife.
Everything is so simple, so casual, but the shock to Qingshan is incomprehensible, for so many years, except for the sword that the second senior uncle slashed out, he has never seen such a powerful attack.
The sword just now, there was no powerful true qi fluctuation, nor did it have brilliant skills and moves, but Qingshan clearly felt a killing intent as if death was coming.
In front of that sword, Qingshan felt that he was so small, so ignorant, his previous moves flashed through his mind one by one, and suddenly, he felt that he would not use a sword at all, at this moment, he suddenly had a kind of understanding, the sword - the original meaning is not a move, but the sword itself, what is the sword itself? That is to move forward, direct, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.
No matter how fancy the moves are, no matter how much sword qi there is, it can only be a skin, and only when you thoroughly understand the sword and thoroughly understand what a sword is, can you really give full play to the power of the sword.
It wasn't until this moment that he understood why the sentence in the Wuji Sword Technique: "Ever-changing, never departing from its origin." ”
"Could this be the artistic conception that Uncle Sixth Master said?"
When he was in the Hull clan, although he defeated Hertu and had a new understanding of swordsmanship, Qingchenzi told him afterwards that the sword was not used like that, and the use of the sword should pay attention to a kind of artistic conception.
At that time, Qingshan asked him how to achieve the artistic conception, but Qingchenzi replied with a smile: "Everyone's artistic conception must be comprehended by themselves." ”
"How do you comprehend?"
"Keep practicing, keep thinking, keep watching. This is the advice that Qingchenzi gave him at that time.
But it wasn't until today that he vaguely understood what sword intent was, but it was just a concept, and if he wanted to really release his sword intent, he was still far, far away.
Lou Yuhua laughed softly: "I didn't expect you to comprehend the killing intent. ”
Fang Jin was indifferent, "It's just an ant, and there is no need to use killing intent." ”
"I wonder when the little woman will be able to see it?"
"There are two possibilities. ”
"Which two?"
"The first is when there is an opponent in front of me who needs my killing intent. ”
"Well, that's normal, but what about the second one?"
"The second is when someone pays for your life. ”
Lou Yuhua was slightly stunned, and then smiled again: "Do you think anyone will do this?
Fang Jin replied indifferently: "There are no absolutes in this world. ”
"I agree with that, but do you think you're sure you'll be able to beat me?"
"Killing people is not a competition, the competition between me and you is between you, but it is not difficult to kill you. ”
Lou Yuhua was not angry, "Everyone says that Brother Fang is the number one killer of the Shadow Building, it must not be groundless." ”
"The first killer is killed, not flattered by others. ”
"The little girl was taught. The words fell and asked Qingshan again, "I don't know what the envoy has to say?"
Qingshan was stunned, "I don't know what Miss Lou is referring to?"
"Artistic conception, of course. ”
"Hehe, does Miss Lou think it's possible for me to comprehend the artistic conception?"
"Although the artistic conception is ethereal, it has nothing to do with the realm because of this, although your current cultivation is not as good as ours, but there is such a great ability as your predecessors behind you, so you must have your own opinions, I don't know if what I said is wrong?"
Hearing her talk like this, Fang Jin couldn't help but look at Qingshan, in this world, there are only two people who can make him respect, one is his father, and the other is an old man who is innocent.
Qingshan smiled dumbly: "The senior only said one word to me. ”
"What words?" but Fang Jin couldn't help but ask.
"Keep practicing, keep thinking, keep watching, that's all. Now, Qingshan can only copy Qingchenzi's words, he knows that if he doesn't say it, the two of them will definitely not believe it, and they may still have doubts about themselves.
If it was usual, it didn't matter, because he was not the so-called Blue Dragon Order Envoy at all, but right now he needed the help of the two of them, otherwise, with his current ability, he would not be able to move forward at all.
It was a very simple statement, but when they heard it, they fell into deep thought at the same time.
After a long time, the two of them came to their senses and sincerely expressed their highest gratitude to Qingshan.
In this regard, Qingshan really couldn't cry or laugh, he still only understood a little bit until now, and he didn't expect that the two of them would seem to be like a plug after listening to it once, which really made him embarrassed?
In fact, this is also to blame Qingshan's understanding, after all, Fang Jin and Lou Yuhua's realm is there, and they have already comprehended their own artistic conception, so it is not too difficult for them to understand this, the difficulty is just how they continue to progress.
The three of them chatted a few more words and then hurried again, there were many monsters encountered along the way, Fang Jin suddenly said lightly after killing a few times: "Miss Lou, it's time for you to show your hand, right?"
Lou Yuhua smiled and said, "Since Brother Fang wants to see it, the little woman can only be ugly." ”
"If I'm not mistaken, the artistic conception you comprehend should be related to the magic weapon, right?"
"Of course, what interests me most in my life is magic weapons, how can I comprehend other artistic conceptions?"
"Then I don't know what your artistic conception is called?"
"A big belly can accommodate the world. ”
Fang Jin was slightly moved, but his tone was still so cold, "Yes, it sounds very domineering." ”
Lou Yuhua smiled again, "It looks pretty good." ”
"In that case, I'll wait and see. ”
"Well, in that case, the messenger will be taken care of by you. ”
"No problem. ”
Lou Yuhua showed a bright smile, but when he turned around, the smile on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a solemn chill.
A few people continued to move forward, and Qingshan finally understood what it means to "have a big belly that can accommodate the world".
Lou Yuhua's magic weapon is very incredible, so incredible that Qingshan even thinks that she has a delusion, because her magic weapon is actually a treasure bottle, and this treasure bottle is not the kind of treasure bottle that stores fairy water in mythological stories, but is secretly murderous and mysterious and weird.
Moreover, her fighting style is also breathtaking to Qingshan, if Fang Jin is simple and direct, then her fighting style is so beautiful that it is pleasing to the eye.
Whenever she encounters a monster, she always floats lightly in the air, and then throws the jade bottle on the monster's head, and then pinches the law with her hand, and as the law is carried out, no matter what kind of defense the monster makes, it will be ruthlessly sucked into the treasure bottle in the end.
But then it made Aoyama feel creepy, because after the monster was put into the treasure bottle, when it was poured out, there was only a pile of charcoal ash left, and even the bones were gone, let alone flesh and blood.
But Lou Yuhua laughed cleverly every time, as if he was just collecting a bunch of garbage and dumping a bunch of garbage.
Qingshan watched it a few times in a row before he finally got used to it, "Miss Lou, is this your artistic conception?"
Lou Yuhua smiled and said, "Yes, doesn't it look terrifying?"
"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay. Qingshan smiled bitterly, but muttered in his heart: You only know that it is terrible? I think you seem to enjoy it.
At the same time, he secretly warned himself: Don't have a bad relationship with this woman unless you have to, otherwise, you will be sucked and spit out by her treasure bottle, and you won't even be able to find the bones.
After Lou Yuhua asked Qingshan, he looked at Fang Jin with a smile, with an indescribable charm in his eyes, "Brother Fang, how do you feel?"
Fang Jin still had an invulnerable look, "It's okay." ”
"How does it compare to you?"
This woman's competitiveness is really not ordinarily strong.
Fang Jin shook his head without hesitation, "I don't compare myself with others. ”
"Again, if I ask again, are you going to say that you can only kill people again?"
Fang Jin's gaze suddenly dodged a little when she saw it, and it took a while before she replied solemnly: "You are wrong, I don't only kill people, but only take on tasks." ”
"Isn't that the same?"
"You think it's the same, but I think it's very different. ”
Lou Yuhua pursed her lips and smiled: "Are you deliberately raising the bar with me?"
"I don't have that much time to spare. ”
"Then you have to explain the reason to me, right?" Lou Yuhua suddenly bit him to death for some reason.
Qingshan was secretly stunned, and thought to himself: All women in the world are the same, if they all use this curiosity and the spirit of digging into the bottom of the matter in cultivation, then how many high-level female monks should there be in this world.
Fang Jin replied quietly: "I can only kill people, that's the devil who kills, and although I accept the task, I don't like to kill people." After the words fell, he ignored her and walked directly to Qingshan's side, "Messenger, let's continue on our way." ”
"Good. ”
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