Lin Bai's eyes flashed and he looked at the sky.
"The artistic conception of the strong wind is broken!"
At this moment, the artistic conception of Gale Wind reaches the state of Dzogchen!
"Fire mood! Broken!"
The artistic conception of raging fire then reaches the state of Dzogchen!
"The artistic conception of dripping water is broken!"
"The artistic conception of the earth is broken!"
Then the artistic conception of dripping water and the artistic conception of the earth broke through to the Great Perfection!
Lin Bai now has nine levels of artistic conception, the artistic conception of killing, the artistic conception of aurora, and the artistic conception of heavy rain, and has already reached the state of great perfection!
At this moment, Lin Bai was comprehending the meaning of January in Lijia Village. The artistic conception of the earth, the artistic conception of dripping water, the artistic conception of raging fire, and the artistic conception of strong winds then reached the state of great perfection!
But now there are only the Wind and Cloud Artistic Concept and the Thunder Artistic Concept, and there has never been any breakthrough. It is still in the early stage!
Lin Bai sat on the mountain, and the cold rain raged on him for a day.
One day later, the sky cleared, and Lin Bai picked up his bow and arrow again and started hunting!
At dusk the next day, Lin Bai took the nine hares and returned to Lijia Village, back to the old drunkard's home!
(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!