Jianghe was a little confused.

The power of artistic conception can only be understood by the ninth level. Once the power of artistic conception is mastered, the power of heaven and earth will be contained in the moves, which greatly increases the strength of the warrior.

For example, when the third elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect exploded with all his strength, even the air seemed to burn, and there was a terrifying fire-like artistic power between the fists and palms. If Jiang He had not worn the "dark gold armor" at that time, it might have been Jiang He who died that night, but Jiang He.

Close your eyes and Jianghe sensed it carefully.

Then he walked out of the courtyard, came outside, took out the dragon-slaying sword and tried the knife method.

brush!

With one knife, the sound of the knife broke through the air.

It was just an ordinary slash, and it did not use the "Nine-Level Thunder Sword Secret Book", but this slashed out a slight arc of lightning and electric power, and even one slash, even the air was crackling.

Swing the knife and slash again!

Jianghe cut dozens of swords in succession, and the "thunder artistic conception power" can be triggered more and more. Even ordinary chops can cut the effect of the first level of the "Nine-level Thunder Sword Secret Book".

After a long time, the rivers gathered their swords.

He stood there and fell into deep thought.

"The power of thunder artistic conception?"

"I have really understood the power of the thunder artistic conception? But I am only at the peak of the eighth level and have not entered the legendary enlightenment or the enlightenment of watching the lightning and thunder, how could I understand it inexplicably?"

"If it were the power of the thunder artistic conception, it would be fine. If not, would it be that my practice was a mistake?"

As a martial arts newbie who has just been in contact with martial arts for a month, and he is the kind of person who has no one to guide him to practice alone, Jiang He is very nervous and worried.

"Why do I call and ask?"

"It seems that I am in a bad mood. The only one who knows the ninth-level warriors is still alive is the only one who is the Master Chen Jingzhou and the third and sixth elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect are dead."

"Chen Jingzhou is a ninth-level warrior who has understood the sword intent, and he must have a better understanding of this aspect."

Jiang He took out his cell phone and found Chen Jingzhou's mobile phone number from the phone book. After thinking about it, he did not dial it out in the end.

after all……

I am not very familiar with Chen Jingzhou.

His fingertips touched the screen of his mobile phone. Looking at the few names in the phone book, his eyes suddenly moved and fell on the number of the notes "Lao Cheng".

"Old Cheng, Cheng Dongfeng!"

"That's right, Cheng Dongfeng is a disciple of the Bagua Sect, and even received guidance from the Bagua Sect ancestor. His vision must be extraordinary!"

When he dialed the phone, Cheng Dongfeng answered the phone and laughed: "Jianghe, why did you remember to call me today?"

"Master Cheng, are you inconvenient now?"

Jiang He's voice is a little low. After all, it is easy to reflect his shortcomings in martial arts knowledge when asking others like this. It is reasonable to be a little embarrassed: "That's right. I have encountered some problems in my practice recently. I want to ask you some questions."

Cheng Dongfeng had lunch at a hand-grape food building in Lingzhou City.

Recently, Lingzhou City has been surprisingly peaceful, and even fewer incidents of ferocious beasts attacking villagers. Moreover, as the large number of villagers in nearby towns and towns moved into the base city, the work of various departments of the Martial Arts Administration has become much easier.

In addition, Assistant Zhou came to Lingzhou City and really solved the problem of "house" for Cheng Dongfeng. He paid out of his own pocket and spent 10 million to buy a large flat floor for Cheng Dongfeng, which was a duplex.

Cheng Dongfeng was in a very good mood. He always kept his nose in his mouth and took the initiative to treat him to Duan Tianhe, Mu Wanqiu, Wu Yueru and others for dinner.

Chen Jingzhou was not at the dinner table. He had something to do and went back to Yu Town.

When everyone heard that it was Jiang He's call, they immediately became quiet and listened in a slant.

Cheng Dongfeng was a little nervous... This old man suddenly called and who knew what was going on?

But when he heard Jiang He's words, he immediately raised his head and his chest to his seat became much bolder. He leaned on the chair and deliberately opened the hands-free, and said with a smile: "Jianghe, you're asking the right person. Although I, Cheng Dongfeng, have barely been a master of martial arts, my vision is not as good as me."

"ah?"

Jiang He was a little disappointed: "Is it just an eighth grade? Then, Master Cheng, how much do you know about the ninth grade realm?"

"how?"

"Don't look down on me, Lao Cheng?"

Cheng Dongfeng smiled faintly and said, "The warriors in the ninth level are also divided into four realms: early stage, mid stage, late stage, and peak stage. However, the combat power of the ninth level cannot be simply considered in terms of realms. For example, a warrior in the ninth level who has comprehended the power of artistic conception is absolutely not weaker than that in the late stage of the ninth level. He can even fight with a peak warrior in the ninth level who has not comprehended the power of artistic conception."

In the private room, others nodded one after another.

This is "common sense of martial arts". No one is a weak person, so he naturally knows it.

But Jiang He's surprised voice came from the other end of the phone.

I only heard Jiang Hedao: "Are the ninth-grade warriors who have understood the power of artistic conception so strong? But... I don't feel how powerful the sixth and third elders of the Demon Sect are."

“………”

Cheng Dongfeng's smile froze on his face, and his hands shook, almost smashing his phone off.

Jiang He said again: "Master Cheng, you just said that the early-stage ninth-level warriors who have understood the power of artistic conception can be compared with the peak-level warriors of the ninth-level realm who have not mastered the power of artistic conception... Is the peak-level warriors of the ninth-level realm so trash? Others can master the power of artistic conception in the early-stage ninth-level realm."

Cheng Dongfeng was covered in black lines and said speechlessly: "Do you think the power of artistic conception is Dabaicai? I'm just giving an example. In fact, there are fewer warriors who can comprehend the power of artistic conception in the early stage of the Nine-level realm, and there are many people trapped in the peak state of the Nine-level realm that have not mastered the power of artistic conception for many years... All warriors who can comprehend the power of artistic conception in the middle stage of the Nine-level realm and later stage can be considered geniuses."

"Is that? Can those eighth-level warriors master the power of artistic conception?"

The sound of the river seemed even more disappointed.

Cheng Dongfeng didn't think about it and decided to make a decisive move: "Although it is possible in theory, it is impossible. At least I have never heard of anyone who mastered the power of artistic conception at the eighth level. I'm afraid this kind of thing has never happened even in the ancient martial arts era...well?"

Before he could finish a word, he vaguely heard Jiang He curse and hung up the phone.

Cheng Dongfeng put away his phone and was confused. Seeing that everyone was staring at him, a bold thought suddenly arose in his heart and whispered: "You said that Jiang He suddenly asked about the power of artistic conception. Could it be that he had already broken through to the ninth grade and was ready to start comprehend the power of artistic conception?"

Everyone laughed.

Duan Tianhe couldn't help but say, "Old Cheng, do you believe this... do you believe it yourself?"

"Jianghe only broke through after returning from Helan Mountain? It is said that he took some grass and trees spirits to improve his cultivation and reached the late stage of the seventh level... But even if he was riding a rocket, he could break through from the late stage of the seventh level to the ninth level in just a few days?"

Duan Tianhe shook his head and smiled, "What's more, it's even more impossible to comprehend the power of artistic conception. How can he comprehend the power of artistic conception in the late stage of the seventh level? Based on my understanding of Jianghe, he probably came here for no reason, so he called to consult."

“That’s right.”

Cheng Dongfeng nodded, thinking that these words made sense.

…………

Jinyintan Village.

Jianghe’s home, villa, living room, and large sofa, Jianghe looked puzzled.

True or fake?

If you are not the ninth grade, you will never be able to understand the power of artistic conception?

"No... Cheng Dongfeng always likes to use exaggerated rhetoric techniques when speaking. He had previously said that the sixth grade reverse slash is almost an unreachable martial arts myth... But when I was sixth grade, the seventh grade, eighth grade or even nineth grade that died in my hands, all of which reached double digits."

Jiang He suddenly had a light flash in his mind, and he figured out the key.

"Have you inexplicably understood the power of the thunder artistic conception?"

"Wrong, I got it wrong!"

"I have cultivated the Nine-Level Thunder Sword Secret Book, so I have comprehended the power of the Thunder artistic conception... As for why this is the case... Could it be that the third level of the Nine-Level Thunder Sword Secret Book is too high, and after I practiced to the point of cultivation, I naturally forced me to comprehend the power of the Thunder artistic conception?"

Perhaps, that's true.

But Jiang He felt very uncomfortable.

It would be fine if I had no threshold for breaking through the realm before, but why did I understand the power of my artistic conception without realizing it?

Is there any fun in this kind of practice?

After lunch, Jianghe went upstairs to take a nap and slept until 7:00 pm. After getting up, Aoi happened to prepare supper...

After dinner, Jiang He was about to take a walk outside and get some breath, and the phone ringtone rang.

Mu Wanqiu called.

"Jianghe, I have contacted the Lin family of Sichuan. Lin Tianzheng is now in Jiangnan, and even the sleepy old man Lin has been taken over. He said that he left early in the morning and brought the raw stone to exchange with you the treasures that increase life span and detoxify."

"Jiangnan?"

Jianghe thought about it...

Anyway, I was going to Jiangnan to find trouble for the Black Dragon King, collecting the materials needed to upgrade the farm, and immediately said, "Forget it, I won't bother him to go there. I happened to have something to go to Jiangnan. I will leave tomorrow, and I can trade with him in Jiangnan at that time."

(ps: The third update is here. If you have something to do tomorrow during the day, update will be placed at night.)
Chapter completed!