Chapter 234: Fusion of Artistic Conception, Master Level
Wang Tiangang was not in Zhushan, and Li Changan's practice not only did not fall behind, but because of the endless dreams of slaughter every night, his practice in the artistic conception of killing improved by leaps and bounds.
Every night, there is one more arrow of murderous intention deep in the dragon elephant's breath.
Such an astonishing improvement made Li Changan feel a little uneasy despite being excited.
During the Dragon Gate Competition, killing intent was used. There was only one arrow of killing intent, which exploded with all its strength. It had already entered the level of killing intent.
Now the number of arrows with killing intent has increased. Although it is still at this stage, the killing intent that can be used is increasing exponentially.
But such terrifying murderous intent puts great pressure on Dragon Elephant's inner breath.
Even though the Dragon Elephant's inner breath and murderous intent echo each other, the increase in murderous intent is so alarming that the balance between the two seems to be gradually tilting.
At the same time, Li Changan also developed the most powerful move currently.
That is to directly use the body of the murderous arrow.
It can completely release the killing intent contained in a killing intent arrow.
There are even faint signs of going beyond the third step, and there is still a short distance to completely reach the level of master-level archery.
It's just that such a move consumes too much killing intent. Every time it is used, half of the killing intent arrow itself will be consumed, and it will take a long time to gradually recover.
Moreover, within a short period of time, the same murderous arrow cannot be used again, otherwise the body will completely collapse.
This is a bloody lesson that Li Changan learned after completely defeating a murderous arrow.
Time passes day by day,
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
The schoolwork in the Self-cultivation Academy has become smoother after helping Chen Lun last time.
Feng Chengbao, who had been secretly on guard, did not cause any trouble.
In the early morning of the ninth day of August,
Li Changan woke up from his dream again, feeling the deep breath of the dragon elephant, the ninth murderous arrow slowly taking shape, and suddenly felt a feeling of panic.
It's like stepping on the edge of a cliff, like facing an abyss, trembling with fear.
There was even a certain connection between the nine arrows with murderous intent, so that the killing intent contained in the nine arrows with murderous intent was condensed nine times before flowing back into the body.
The murderous intent is increasing faster and faster, almost out of control.
Li Changan looked at Jiang Lingyan, who was still sleeping beside him.
What does those dreams have to do with her?
Why is every dream different?
More and more people were massacred, almost piled up into a mountain.
The blood dyed the earth red, turning thousands of miles of wilderness into dark red.
The bloody smell gathered in the sky and could not be dissipated for a long time, turning into blood clouds and gradually blocking the sunlight in the sky.
Li Changan had the illusion that he was experiencing step by step the birth process of the strange sacrifice in the first dream.
The result of this, in addition to having him experience a crushing massacre every night, was that his ability to resist murderous intent improved by leaps and bounds.
Although he had only killed a few blind gangsters with his own hands, Li Changan felt like he had already been soaked in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The nine murderous arrows deep in the dragon elephant's inner breath are proof of this.
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Leave home and walk out of Tonglu Hutong,
There are already people on the streets preparing for the grand celebration on August 15th.
August 15th is not only the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also the day when the calligraphy and painting list is opened.
The two grand events were superimposed together, and the momentum generated by the Literary Saint List was several times greater.
The Mid-Autumn Festival can almost go hand in hand with the Spring Festival.
Counties and counties across the country will hold Mid-Autumn Poetry Festivals, as well as various celebration activities.
Governments in various places encourage people to participate in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival and give generous rewards.
Do whatever you can to gather luck for the bright moon in the sky.
In a sense, the calligraphy and painting list is also to build momentum for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Jiang Lingyan, who was following Li Changan, looked around curiously, "What are they doing?"
"Preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"I know about the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's August 15th." Jiang Lingyan said, "But Li Chang'an, why is there a Mid-Autumn Festival?"
"The Mid-Autumn Festival is also called the Moon Festival." Li Changan said as he walked.
"According to legend, Confucius established the Wen Dao thousands of years ago, which allowed the human race to finally gain a foothold after thousands of years of ups and downs in the martial arts. Therefore, that day was designated as the Spring Festival, also known as the New Year, which means the renewal of all things.
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"And on August 15th of the same year, the Moon Sage ascended to the sky, transformed himself into the bright moon, and sealed the Great Sage of the Monster Clan within."
"Since then, the power of the demon clan in the human world has finally been contained."
"So from then on, the human race held sacrifices on August 15th to gather luck for the Moon Saint and continue to protect the bright moon."
Jiang Lingyan asked, seemingly understanding, "It was already ten thousand years ago. Is Moon Sage still alive? Isn't the Great Sage of the Monster Clan already dead?"
"Is there any point in worshiping the moon?"
"No one knows whether the Moon Saint and the Monster Clan Great Saint are alive, but it is still useful to worship the bright moon." Li Changan explained,
"Every full moon, the demon clan's power will increase by half. It is said that the power of the Moon Saint is at its weakest at that time."
"But there is another extreme situation, and that is the blood moon. When the blood moon appears, the demon clan's power will surge by 20%, which will cause unimaginable damage to the human race."
"But because of the Mid-Autumn Festival and the moon worship, the number of blood moons in the past hundred years has become less and less, so that the human race's borders can continue to be stable."
The Mid-Autumn Festival has a long history and there are many stories, but overall there is not much difference.
After all, Yue Sheng was the existence second only to Kong Sheng back then. He transformed into the bright moon for the human race and suppressed the demon race Great Sage.
Such great achievements and merits cannot be tampered with by anyone.
On the 15th day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, preparations have already begun on the 9th day of the lunar month.
On the tenth day of the lunar month, all counties, counties and cities have completely entered into a festive mood.
There are lanterns and streamers everywhere, and every shop along the street is hung with lanterns and red silk.
At the same time, literati from all over the world are showing off their most proud calligraphy works, not only to build momentum for their own calligraphy and painting lists, but also to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The two major events are squeezed together, and the excitement is no worse than the Spring Festival.
And on the tenth day of the lunar month,
However, Li Changan fell into an unprecedented dangerous situation in the back mountain of Zhushan.
Deep within the Dragon Elephant's inner breath, ten murderous arrows rotate crazily, and the connection between the murderous arrows continues to strengthen.
The Dragon Elephant's inner breath gradually disintegrated under the ravages of murderous arrows.
"No..." Li Changan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated as he soaked in the deep pool.
What I was worried about before finally happened.
The killing intent is so powerful that the inner breath of the dragon and elephant cannot sustain the killing intent erupted by the ten murderous arrows!
"Once the Dragon Elephant's inner breath collapses, I will definitely die!"
Li Changan poured fifty drops of a bottle of golden body liquid into the deep pool, and then used the dragon-elephant breathing method with all his strength, trying to force down the ten murderous arrows.
"The artistic conception of killing is my artistic conception of killing. When will it be your turn to bite me back?"
Every time the Dragon Elephant's inner breath contracts, it is like a hammer hitting the ten murderous arrows, trying to suppress the murderous intent in the arrows.
But the murderous arrow was like a tiger baring its fangs and claws, unwilling to be restrained, and struggling wildly.
With each impact, Li Changan felt as if his chest was being stepped on by an elephant, his internal organs were shifting, and blood continued to ooze out of his seven orifices.
"boom!"
"boom!"
…
A loud roar like thunder echoed in my mind.
His consciousness was blurred, but he still suppressed the murderous arrows without hesitation.
The two seemed to have become two wild bulls, only knowing how to collide wildly, even if their heads were broken and bloody, they still had to overwhelm each other.
The pool of water washed away the blood on Li Changan's body, and the golden body liquid was consumed rapidly, replenishing the dragon elephant's internal energy that was constantly collapsing, and repairing the body full of wounds.
I don’t know how long it took,
The thunder in Li Changan's mind suddenly disappeared, and a vast bell sounded like an ancient bronze bell being struck, slowly fainting.
The sound of the bell is distant and simple, with a heavy imprint, without any sharpness and vulgarity, and is filled with a thick and boundless atmosphere.
Li Changan was washed away by the sound of the bell, and after a long time, he finally came to his senses.
Deep inside the dragon elephant's breath, the original black arrow with murderous intent disappeared, replaced by a slowly rotating bronze arrow with murderous intent.
It is simple and majestic, like a volcanic crater with slowly flowing magma. It obviously contains huge power, but it is firmly restrained.
Powerful and majestic, yet extremely restrained.
With a thought, the bronze arrow instantly disintegrated into a thin and sharp black arrow.
The majestic and restrained aura immediately broke through, and turned into a sharp and sharp murderous intention.
Li Changan opened his left hand.
A black murderous arrow appeared quietly in the palm of his hand, and the grass on the edge of the deep pool began to turn a layer of withered yellow from the tips of the leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then came the second and third strings.
Each black arrow is relatively independent, but maintains a strong connection.
Li Changan stared closely at the black arrow slowly spinning in front of his eyes, excitement showing in his eyes.
Ten black arrows all appeared in the sky above the palm, moving like celestial bodies.
The fingers moved slightly, and one of them instantly spread out like running water and merged into the other.
In the blink of an eye, a bronze arrow with murderous intent appeared.
The sharp murderous intention suddenly subsided, Li Changan's fingers moved rhythmically, and he picked off a blade of grass.
Killing intent quietly flows into the blades of grass.
The blades of grass instantly withered and turned yellow. Li Changan flicked his fingers, and the blades of grass shot out like an arrow from a string.
"Pfft."
Almost at the same time, a small hole as thick as a finger appeared on the ground three feet away. Around the small hole, all the grass within a foot radius was withered and yellow.
The murderous intention merges with the real thing, flexible and tame.
This is the fourth step of mindfulness practice.
Fusion of artistic conceptions!
A true masterclass technique.
Just then,
The mutton-fat jade book deep in his mind suddenly emitted a milky white brilliance, enveloping the bronze murderous arrow inside.
"Stone Tiger Picture" flew out from the mutton-fat jade book, and a bronze murderous arrow slowly appeared on it.
At the same time, other pages also began to clatter, exuding bursts of brilliance.