Three hundred and thirtieth chapters of penance on the top of the mountain (1)
"What a powerful sutra painting. I wonder where the Skeleton Ghost King got it from? The production process alone is much better than any sutra painting I have ever come across before. ↖ This is definitely a higher level
Sutra paintings!”
Yang Ji looked at the scripture paintings spread out on the ground and murmured to himself.
Although he had not come into contact with many classic paintings, Yang Ji could tell that he was looking at a higher-level intermediate classic painting. He had been exposed to the "Fist and Intention Unity Picture", "Fist and Intention First Picture" and "Immortal" before.
"Sword"..., there is another one that can compare to this.
In my own hands, there is no doubt that this is the highest level sutra painting I have ever come into contact with!
"Using the artistic conception of a hundred ghosts to promote blood circulation is indeed much more powerful than my previous method of transporting five ghosts."
Yang Ji looked at the evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, and ferocious ghosts on the paintings, and thought to himself.
I have partially understood this set of Sutras and Paintings, but it is obviously not that easy to fully understand an intermediate Sutras and Paintings.
Yang Ji thought of the Skeleton Ghost King. It was quite amazing when this old ghost destroyed the bodies of hundreds of ghosts walking at night.
"His!"
Yang Ji took a slight breath and closed his eyes. But in a moment, the aura of Yang Ji suddenly changed, as if he stepped from a sunny spring day to a late autumn with thousands of trees rustling, and a strange artistic conception spread from Yang Ji's body
And arrived.
Jie Jie Jie!
The ghostly laughter came from the void, and a strong suction force emanated from Yang Ji. Buzz! The void shook, and in the blink of an eye, within a radius of more than ten feet, the void darkened, and billowing mist condensed.
It's like the essence is gathering from all directions.
Yang Ji's body flickered and disappeared instantly.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
"Quack!"
"Hey hey hey!"
…
Bursts of strange laughter appeared alternately in the void, and shadows of ghosts flashed around Yang Ji's body, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The vitality between heaven and earth didn't surge in much, but it dissipated after a while.
"call!"
Exhaling a breath. After a few breaths, Yang Ji opened his eyes from his trance. His body was shaken, and the black mist outside his body disappeared in an instant.
"My current state is probably only a little bit successful. I'm still far from the level of the Skeleton Ghost King."
Yang Jiwei probed and immediately understood the progress he had made in "Hundred Ghosts at Night".
Back then, in the underground palace of Wanfenling, my consciousness entered the world of ghosts and defeated the ghosts there. I finally understood the "Hundred Ghosts at Night".
However, Yang Ji could see that this was just a small achievement of "Hundred Ghosts at Night". Any warrior who gets this painting can achieve a small level of success as long as he works hard.
These are all traceable!
However, the truly powerful martial arts have no traces of the antelope hanging its horns. Those powerful beings who created the scriptures and paintings have integrated the essence of their martial arts into the scriptures and paintings.
These essences of martial arts can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, and need to be understood by the warriors themselves. Therefore, the true essence of martial arts cannot be traced, and everyone needs to understand it by themselves.
Yang Ji's eyes were dazed for a moment, he put his hands up, and his mind began to recall the scene when the Skeleton Ghost King used "Hundred Ghosts at Night".
"Hundred! Ghost! Night! OK! Great! Dharma!——"
The scene where the Skeleton Ghost King was holding a corpse in Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge with one hand, inserting the other hand into the void, and using the Hundred Ghosts Night Movement was slowed down countless times in Yang Ji's mind.
Every movement, every detail, every expression, every change was clearly presented in Yang Ji's mind.
Yang Ji's careful memory at that time had an unexpected effect at this moment. With the Skeleton Ghost King as his master, it was much easier for Yang Ji to comprehend an intermediate level of handling scriptures and paintings.
"Hundred! Ghost! Night! OK! Great! Dharma!——"
Over and over again, Yang Ji kept repeating this action of the Skeleton Ghost King in his mind. Even if others saw it, it might not be of any use.
But Yang Ji is different. He understands better than anyone else that the principles, movements and techniques of martial arts are just details and irrelevant. The most important thing is the artistic conception of martial arts, which is the essence.
As long as you master the essence of martial arts, even if you don't know the moves, what you perform will still be pure martial arts. Yang Ji learned the White Snake martial arts like this, understood Lin Qingyan's Lightning Mother Sword Technique, and Zhao Hua's Overlord Bearing Heaven Fist was also like this.
in this way.
If you can't grasp the essence of martial arts, no matter how hard you learn, it will just be a show, and you won't be able to unleash the true power of martial arts.
"The Skeleton Ghost King itself is a spirit made from corpses. It is actually very powerful. Based on its background, students are uniquely endowed with the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Technique" and can learn it easily without spending much effort."
Yang Ji's mind was filled with thoughts. The posture of the Skeleton Ghost King came second. The ferocity, domineering, gloomy and ferocious nature when it displayed this unique skill was the essence.
It's not just about the expression, when the Skeleton Ghost King is displayed, it completely reveals that flavor. This is a kind of revealing of true nature.
Yang Ji sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and remained motionless. In his mind, the fierce ghosts and fierce ghosts he saw when he entered the world of ghosts, and the "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade" displayed by the Skeleton Ghost King constantly confirmed each other.
Yang Ji's mind continued to deepen his understanding of this powerful martial arts technique.
"The essence of martial arts is not to imitate, but to truly understand. To learn from a ghost is to be a ghost, not to resemble a ghost. This is the essence of martial arts. To resemble a ghost is wrong and meaningless."
Yang Ji recalled the scene when he first came into contact with martial arts and learned the "Dragon Marrow Refining Stake Technique" and thought to himself. When learning martial arts, if you imagine a divine dragon pressing down on you, it would be useless.
Because you subconsciously know that it is fake, it will naturally not be useful.
The real method of cultivation is to believe from the inside out that there is a divine dragon pressing on the body, and the body should react in that situation. Only in this way is the best method of cultivation.
Yang Ji knew very well that the key to "Hundred Ghosts at Night" is to understand the artistic conception of "Hundred Ghosts at Night". It is not imagination, but real experience. Only in this way can we practice the true "Hundred Ghosts at Night"*
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Without understanding the artistic conception of the Hundred Ghosts, there is no way to practice perfect techniques. This is how there are so many derivative and weakened versions in the sect world.
Strictly speaking, this can no longer be regarded as the original martial arts.
"So, the Skeleton Ghost King's "Hundred Ghosts at Night" is actually wrong. At least it cannot be regarded as the true "Hundred Ghosts at Night".
Yang Ji's heart moved, and a thought suddenly flashed across his mind.
The Skeleton Ghost King itself is a skeleton transformed into spirit, which gives it a huge advantage in understanding and practicing. But at the same time, this advantage has also become its disadvantage to a certain extent.
"Maybe I should revise it again. The Skeleton Ghost King's technique has reference significance, but it is not the real "Hundred Ghosts Night Walk**"."
This realization arose in Yang Ji's heart, and he opened his eyes again, carefully looking at the "Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night" spread out in the scriptures in front of him.
The sutra paintings are densely packed with all kinds of fierce ghosts, fierce ghosts, evil ghosts, and evil ghosts. All the ghosts are vivid and vivid, and none of them are similar. Each one of them appears on the paper very vividly.
Yang Ji frowned, suddenly feeling troubled.
If learning martial arts requires understanding the essence of the painting, learning "Dragon Marrow Refining Pile Technique" only requires understanding the essence of the dragon's disk body, and learning the Five Ghosts Carrying** only requires understanding the essence of the five ghosts, then learning "One Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night",
This means that you need to understand the experiences and feelings of at least a hundred different evil ghosts, fierce ghosts, unfair ghosts, and fierce ghosts.
It is not a simple imagination, but it has to be transformed into a hundred kinds of ghostly feelings. This is definitely not something ordinary people can do. Even for a powerful person with extraordinary talents like Yang Ji, it is a huge challenge.
"This "Hundred Ghosts at Night" is really not simple!"
Yang Ji frowned, and for the first time he really felt the difference between the intermediate Sutra and Painting martial arts and the elementary Sutra and Painting martial arts. At least in terms of training difficulty, "Hundred Ghosts Night Journey" was much more difficult.
"Boom!"
A burst of thunder passed through the sky, and echoes of rumbles came from all directions, endlessly.
"It is going to rain."
Yang Ji sat on the top of the mountain and looked up. He saw dark clouds rolling in from all directions, covering the sky and the sun, and would soon cover the entire Langya County.
It can be predicted that there will be a heavy rain soon.
Sutra paintings are made of special materials and are not afraid of wind and rain. Yang Ji glanced at them and then withdrew his gaze. He sat on the top of the mountain and looked at the sutra paintings in front of him, looking like he was thinking hard.
"Woo!"
The wind was strong, causing the trees on the top of the mountain to tremble. Yang Ji was still in his robes. The wind and rain came much sooner than expected.
After three thunders, tens of thousands of jade beads fell from the sky and the earth, and in the blink of an eye, the heavy rain covered the entire world. The Taoist robe on Yang Ji was soaked in an instant.
Yang Ji remained motionless, as if he didn't notice the pouring rain at all.
"A hundred ghosts walk at night, a hundred ghosts walk at night..."
Yang Ji murmured to himself, as if his whole body was grinding. To understand "A Hundred Ghosts at Night**", you must understand the artistic conception of a hundred ghosts, but this is not easy.
Yang Ji even felt that it was a bit difficult to even start.
"Boom!"
A huge burst of thunder dazzled the eyes, drawing a zigzag trace in the sky, disappearing into the distance like a crack in the earth.
Yang Ji subconsciously raised his head and realized that under the cover of dark clouds, the entire world looked much darker, as if it had darkened a few hours earlier.
"Night travel, night travel..."
Yang Ji raised his head, but there was no doubt about the raindrops hitting his face. Deep above his head, endless clouds were swirling like waves in the depths of the sky.
Looking at these wildly surging dark clouds, Yang Ji's heart moved. The scene in front of him suddenly overlapped with the billowing evil fog of Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge.
These dark clouds are so similar to the rolling black smoke when the Skeleton Ghost King casts "Hundred Ghosts Night Parade", the evil spirit is so similar. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
