At night, Gu Tianfeng lay on the bed alone.

"Sure enough, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and it took me so long to master the 'silver line'. Gu Tianfeng smiled bitterly and looked at the red Xuan-level martial art "Cloud Bursting Finger" next to him and said.

I'm going to have a competition tomorrow, however, the "Cloud Bursting Finger" that I finally got hasn't been cultivated yet, which is really a waste.

One more point of combat power, one more chance of winning, without using the artistic conception, Gu Tianfeng felt that the pressure was great again.

"I just hope that Lu Yang really just understands 'a trace of artistic conception'. "Gu Tianfeng is looking forward to it.

What is 'a hint of artistic conception'?

Although Gu Tianfeng has not studied ancient books, he also knows the division of artistic conception, plus what Li Yidao said last time, the fine control of strength is the same as the artistic conception, and it is also divided into three levels.

'The realm of unity', which can barely fight with artistic conception as the first layer, requires very harsh conditions to launch the artistic conception, such as when Gu Tianfeng first displayed his artistic conception, he only cast that earth-shattering shot under huge psychological oppression.

The second layer is that it can easily enter the artistic conception, which is almost in line with the artistic conception of 'the realm of unity', and the body can instinctively perform it, but there is a lack of continuity between one move and one style, and after performing a move, it takes a certain amount of time to buffer before it can be performed again.

The third layer is the perfect artistic conception of 'Unity Realm', whatever you want, whatever you want in your heart, you can use the weapon in your hand, the trajectory is unpredictable, and the flexibility, speed, and strength are greatly enhanced.

The Lu Yang they said that he had mastered 'a trace of artistic conception' should be the first layer, but to what extent.

Gu Tianfeng shook his head, it's useless to think about it, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, see the move.

The next day, Gu Tianfeng got up early as always, changed into a refreshing practice clothes and started morning exercises.

Waist horse is punching!

This is a compulsory course for him every day, and he has insisted on it for more than ten years, and since he realized the artistic conception from this set of boxing techniques, Gu Tianfeng paid more attention when he boxed.

"Huhu~~~"

Punch out, exhale.

Tighten your fists and inhale.

His eyes were closed, his waist was straight, his legs were spread apart, his lower plate was like a rock, indestructible, and his arms moved back and forth.

It's a very simple move, but Gu Tianfeng does it very seriously, such as pious worship, very attentive, and understands that feeling from it.

Once...

Twice...

・・・・・

100 times...

A thousand times, Gu Tianfeng's speed, strength, breathing and expression did not change at all, his feet did not move, his waist was not crooked, and his expression was calm, if it wasn't for the wave of his arm one after another, he would have thought it was a wooden stake.

"Huhu~~~"

He, his heart is like stopping water, and his love is like weak tea, this is Gu Tianfeng's state of mind at the moment.

Calm and atmospheric, it can accommodate heaven and earth, encompass all things, and nothing in the world can shake him.

Quiet and full of aura, he seems to blend with the scenery, only a trace of charm travels through the three thousand worlds, and like a mountain monk, the clear spring caress the qin, and the heaven and earth are one, full of spiritual beauty.

"Whoa—"

As he breathed, the grass under his feet, the ancient trees on the roadside, and the flowers in the forest all swayed with him, very peculiar, with a rhythm, and like an invisible chain of rules that connected them, coordinated and consistent.

"Hoo !!!"

With a long and heavy breath, Gu Tianfeng slowly opened his eyes, and what was amazing was that his eyes were clear, his pupils were pitch black, his eyes were as white as cotton, black and white, and there were no impurities, like a newborn child, his heart was as pure as snow, full of spirituality.

If you look closely, you will find that in the darkness, it is like an endless deep pool, the dark pool water, the ancient waves are not shocked, deep and bottomless, and it seems to be able to understand all things in time.

The same eyes, implying completely different eyes, represent two extreme directions, which are the embodiment of the Tao, where yin and yang meet, complement each other, and the soul and the surrounding scenery intersect and reflect each other.

This is the extreme artistic conception of the human body, the prototype of 'the unity of heaven and man'.

Heaven and man are one, man is heaven, and heaven should be man, and when this realm is reached, the human body and nature will be communicated by a strange heavenly rule.

Gu Tianfeng lowered his head, at this moment, the feeling in his heart was clearer, there was a feeling of dominating the world and controlling all things, and it was like turning into grass and trees, returning to dust, becoming a clear spring, flowing in the mountains, rocks, forests, and streams.

"Sure enough, there is a higher artistic conception above the 'Realm of Oneness', what is it?" Gu Tianfeng's eyes were bright and suddenly brightened.

He is very sure that there must be a higher realm of artistic conception above the 'realm of unity', and the feeling just now is even more peculiar than the 'realm of unity', if it is really a metaphor, if the 'realm of unity' is a spring, then it is the sea, the sea embraces all rivers, gathers thousands of streams, and if the 'realm of unity' is a mountain, then it is the sky, covering all the peaks.

"Huh?" Suddenly, he stood up abruptly and said, "Doesn't the practice field record the perception and experience of many predecessors and ancestors on the artistic conception? ”

Indeed, Gu Tianfeng has perfected the 'Realm of Unity', and if there is a higher artistic conception above the 'Realm of Unity', then Gu Tianfeng can naturally see it at a glance.

"However, it's not easy to get in, a thousand Gathering Spirit Pills can only be watched for one hour. Thinking of the huge amount of tickets he had to pay, Gu Tianfeng smiled bitterly.

Doesn't it mean that the captain's reserve camp is a mother, and the members inside are children, the cradle of the strong?

Made, I've never seen a mother charge her son in turn.

More importantly, compared to the artistic conception of enlightenment, an hour is too short, and it passes in an instant.

"Astronomical Gathering Spirit Pill!" Gu Tianfeng couldn't help but scream.

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly—

"Bang ~~"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps stepping on the dead leaves, Cheng Le was out of breath and glared at Gu Tianfeng fiercely.

"I mean, you're too much of a nuisance. She clenched her fists, looking like she hated iron but not steel, raised her delicate eyebrows, and said, "The gambling war is about to start, everyone is waiting for you." ”

"Uh. Gu Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, suddenly slapped his forehead, and said embarrassedly: "I forgot." ”

"・・・・・・" Cheng Le.

I feel that this kid is really unreliable, and I forgot about the gambling battle of a thousand pills of Gathering Spirit Pill, you are teasing me.

Gu Tianfeng went back to change into clean clothes, and walked to the martial arts arena with Cheng Le.

"Hmm, this ・・・・・" When approaching the martial arts arena, Gu Tianfeng suddenly stopped and looked ahead in amazement.

The martial arts arena, where the members of the captain's reserve battalion communicate and compete with each other, covers an extremely large area, and is surrounded by endless mountain peaks, and it is certain that this martial arts arena was originally established on the razed mountains.

At this moment, it was pitch black on the martial arts arena, and the black pressed human heads made people think that they had come to the vegetable market.

"Isn't it strange how there are so many people?" Cheng Le smiled.

Gu Tianfeng nodded, could it not be strange? He had always thought that there were only a dozen people in the captain's reserve camp, how could there be so many more people all at once, let alone hundreds.

"So you're a martial idiot, you only know how to cultivate, and you don't even know this common sense. At this time, the young man came over, an acquaintance named Fei Kun, and a martial artist who studied his strength and controlled the way.

Gu Tianfeng smiled awkwardly, feeling that he had indeed been practicing penance for a few days after coming to the reserve camp, and he was completely addicted to it.