As for how to advance to the third grade, although Hongrizhao Daqian has further tricks, Zheng Ming knows that things like tricks are all false, and if you want to break through this hurdle, you still have to rely on yourself in the end.

"Please also ask my senior sister for advice!"

Zhu Xinrong smiled and said, "How to advance to the third grade, everyone has their own way, even if they are cultivating the same method, it is difficult to have the same result." ”

Speaking of this, Zhu Xinrong said with a hint of remorse in his voice: "According to my understanding, senior sister, the key to advancing to the third grade lies in refinement, junior brother, you have to choose the most suitable path for yourself." ”

The most suitable Tao for himself, in Zheng Ming's heart, the most suitable Tao for himself should be the Tao represented by the Red Rizhao Daqian.

Seeing Zheng Ming groaning, Zhu Xinrong glanced at the old ghost Zuo and didn't say anything, while the old ghost just nodded, and also didn't speak.

In this silence, Zheng Ming finally said softly: "Senior sister, what is the third grade of communication heaven and earth?"

"This is a kind of realization, through which the power of heaven and earth can be wielded. Zhu Xinrong pondered for a moment, and then explained: "This kind of realization, it is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say. ”

"Many people, throughout their lives, also find it difficult to perceive a trace of truth in this heaven and earth, and then integrate this trace of truth into their hearts. ”

True intentions, integrated into his heart, one thought after another, flickering in Zheng Ming's heart, although his current cultivation is extraordinary, it is still difficult to feel the trace of true meaning between heaven and earth.

"The true meaning is the same as the product!" Old Ghost Zuo glanced at Zhu Xinrong, and then said with a little sigh: "What the two of us have comprehended is the most ordinary six-grade true meaning. Although there is hope for the achievement of leaps and bounds. But there is little hope. ”

The sincerity is also divided into grades!

"Senior Brother Zuo. Do you know what Jin Wushen comprehended?" Zheng Ming asked the old ghost Zuo with some curiosity.

"Although many people say that Jin Wushen is the true meaning of the fourth grade, I think that with the strength that Jin Wushen has shown over the years, what he has comprehended is at least the true meaning of the third grade or above. ”

In the eyes of the old ghost Zuo, there was a hint of envy in his eyes: "The true meaning of the third grade or above is not only powerful, but also the achievements are far above those of us who have comprehended the ordinary true meaning. ”

"Senior brother, you must remember when you comprehend the true meaning. Don't be in a hurry, it's easy to make big mistakes in a hurry, and it's easy to regret it!"

Zheng Ming nodded heavily!

......

Ten miles of peach blossoms, falling like blood!

Under the peach blossoms, the boy is practicing swordsmanship, at the beginning, the boy's swordsmanship is very slow, and under the fall of the Ying, just like the good boy is dancing.

But after half an hour, the boy's swordsmanship became very fast. In the end, the boy's swordsmanship turned into a sword light that wrapped the boy.

"Hisss hiss!"

One hundred and eight sword qi. With the boy's sword move, he flew out, and the one hundred and eight peach blossoms that happened to fall were all cut into two pieces from the middle.

"What a move!" With this exclamation, someone applauded vigorously, and the young man who collected his sword stared at the person who spoke.

Although there was a flash of pride in the eyes of the sword-dancing boy, when he saw the appearance of the person who came, this proud look turned into a bright smile.

He respectfully hugged his fist towards the visitor and said, "Ying Kang, please see Your Majesty!"

The word Your Majesty, in the Dajin Dynasty, although it is not the most noble existence, but in the great Dajin Dynasty, there is only one person who can be called Your Majesty, and that is Sikong Zifu.

Sikong Zifu held his hands on the throne, and said with a bright smile on his face: "Yingkang, we are not outsiders, why should we be so polite." ”

"I see that your set of Luoying swordsmanship has reached the realm of Dacheng, and you are worthy of being a first-class genius of our Great Jin Dynasty! If I remember correctly, within this year, you have cultivated one hundred and three sets of swordsmanship to the realm of Dacheng. ”

Zhuo Yingkang did not show the slightest ecstasy because of Sikong Zifu's praise, he said lightly: "Yingkang is just trying to complete the homework assigned by the teacher, that's all. ”

"What's more, most of these one hundred and three sets of swordsmanship are martial arts below the seventh grade, and there is really nothing to be proud of. ”

Sikong Zifu laughed and said: "Victory is not arrogant, Yingkang's future future is absolutely limitless." ”

"Not to mention inheriting the mantle of the Great Grandmaster, maybe you can still be better than the blue!"

In the Great Jin Dynasty, although there are few first-class warriors, there are a few, but at this moment, the great master called by Sikong Zifu is only Jin Wushen.

"Your Majesty is busy with state affairs, is there something to do here?" Zhuo Ying was fluttering, and shifted the topic of Sikong Zifu.

The smile on Sikong Zifu's face was still the same, but in his heart, there was a trace of muttering, although this Zhuo Yingkang had good qualifications in the past, but his eyes were above the top, he was arrogant, and his achievements were a big deal.

But now, although he has arrogance, this arrogance has been hidden in his heart, and he doesn't know how much stronger it is than before.

Jin Wushen deserves to be Jin Wushen, and he actually trained such a restrained disciple!

"I'm here to tell the Great Grandmaster something, I wonder if his old man is free now?" Sikong Zifu suppressed what he wanted in his heart, and still asked Zhuo Ying with a smile.

"Master should have just finished the morning class at this moment, Your Majesty, please come with me!" Zhuo Yingkang made a gesture of please as he spoke.

After ten miles of peach blossoms and a clear stream, Sikong Zifu followed Zhuo Yingkang to a waterfall.

The sound of rushing water gives people a deafening feeling, and under the rushing water, Jin Wushen, dressed in a white robe, stands like a statue under the falling flowing water.

Looking at Jin Wushen of flowing water, the whole person seemed to be silent in the beauty of flowing water, and the falling mercury kept falling on his body.

With Jin Wushen's cultivation, as long as he was willing, none of those falling Mercury could come within a zhang of him, but at this moment, Jin Wushen's white robe actually felt a little semi-wet.

In front of others, Sikong Zifu is the supreme ruler of the Great Jin Dynasty, and everyone has to salute when they see him.

But in the face of Jin Wushen, the patron saint of the Great Jin Dynasty, he is just a junior, let alone let Jin Wushen salute him, the most important thing he should do is to immediately express his respect to Jin Wushen.

But just as he was about to bow down and salute Jin Wushen, Na Zhuo Yingkang pulled him and then made a gesture towards him not to speak.

Although Sikong Zifu spends most of his time on handling state affairs and having fun, he also knows a lot about the cultivation of martial arts.

Zhuo Ying's movements suddenly made some sweat break out on the top of his head, now that Jin Wushen is contemplating something, his own rude interruption will make Jin Wushen unhappy.

The waterfall is flowing water, and there is a pleasing feeling to the eye after looking at it for a while, but for Sikong Zifu, this kind of scenery is still beautiful, and after looking at it for a long time, it really doesn't mean anything.

But he also knew that what could make Jin Wushen pay attention must not be ordinary things.

Since he is destined to be here, he should grasp this opportunity well, instead of letting this opportunity slip away in vain.

Keep your eyes on the waterfall, the splashes that splash down, and the water that flows down from the mountains. It's just that although Sikong Zifu looked at these things very seriously, he didn't see anything.

Even, he felt that he had a feeling of impatience.

However, Sikong Zifu didn't dare to disturb Jin Wushen, and he didn't even dare to make a sound of breathing.

Half an hour later, Sikong Zifu, who finally couldn't help it, looked at Zhuo Yingkang beside him, and suddenly found that Zhuo Yingkang's eyes were also staring at the tumultuous flowing water.

Even, he saw a trace of joy on Zhuo Yingkang's face.

Zhuo Yingkang is worthy of being a first-class talent, and he was able to comprehend some things that he couldn't even see in this tumultuous flowing water. This kid is so young, he has such understanding, and there are famous teachers like Jin Wushen, maybe when he will be able to become the second Jin Wushen.

For such characters, you should invest in advance.

At the moment when Sikong Zifu was pondering how to win over Zhuo Yingkang, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him. Immediately, his eyes widened.

Because, at this moment, the person who moves is Jin Wushen.

Sword Emperor Jin Wushen, even the old ancestor of their Sikong family, had to endure the nine-point Jin Wushen, and in the face of Jin Wushen, Sikong Zifu felt that he did not have any advantage.

No, it should be said that he has no way to compare with Jin Wushen at all. Although he is supreme in the hearts of ordinary people, Jin Wushen is a high God Emperor.

Jin Wushen made a move, this is simply an opportunity that is difficult to find for him, under this kind of opportunity, if he can get a little, it can have a huge improvement for him.

So, he watched with wide eyes, for fear of missing a little.

Jin Wushen didn't have a sword in his hand, but the moment his hand swung out, Sikong Zifu felt that Jin Wushen's hand was holding the sharpest long sword in the world at this moment.

With one wave, it was like an ordinary person gently wielding a long sword, this seemed to be the simplest sword style in the world, and for Sikong Zifu, he was able to perform more complex sword moves, and there were many more.

But with this gentle wave, the rushing waterfall was instantly cut into two sections, and the flowing water below still showed a downward trend, and the flowing water above also did not stop.

However, the waterfall that flowed down was strangely broken.

It's as if this waterfall is silently missing a section, but this section does not affect the flow of the waterfall.

What kind of strange situation is this? Sikong Zifu didn't understand, but he felt incredible, because the flowing water was flowing, especially the flowing water above, if it didn't fall, then it would definitely squeeze into a ball.

But, unlike what he thought, the waterfall didn't seem to have changed at all. (To be continued.) )

PS: The second one is sent, Monday, continue to ask for tickets, I'm really persistent! Even I'm afraid of my own attachment ^^