After sleeping for who knows how long, Wu Maxi was woken up by the sound of banging on the door. She looked at the sky outside the window. It was gray and not refreshing. It looked like it was going to be another gloomy day.
Ruyi was like a little white rabbit, nestled in his arms, her flawless face filled with sweetness and tranquility. Wu Maxi looked at the smile on the corner of her mouth and felt that there was only one place in the world.
It’s a small world, full of warmth and happiness.
Wu Maxi's brief intoxication was interrupted by an unreasonable knock on the door. A rough voice sounded outside the door: "Hurry up and open the door. Ross is on business. If you don't open the door, you will be hit." In addition, there were many similar voices.
There were sounds from far and near.
Wuma Xi sneered, and sure enough, he was here. He was fully prepared for yesterday's action, and he was not afraid that others would come looking for him. Listening to the noise outside, the knock on the door this time should be just a routine investigation like a dragnet.
He was afraid that knocking on the door for too long would wake up Ruyi, so he put down the screen and walked towards the door. When he opened the door, he saw three Ross members standing outside. The leader had a pair of sinister triangular eyes.
, stared into Wu Ma Xi’s eyes for a long time before saying, “When did you move into this room, and did you go out at night?”
Wuma Xi said: "I checked in yesterday afternoon. Because I was busy with research, I never left the room. What's wrong?"
The triangular-eyed man did not answer Wu Ma Xi, but stared at Wu Ma Xi's eyes for a long time, which made Wu Ma Xi feel uncomfortable. A horse-faced monk next to him said: "Old Liu, the shopkeeper said the same thing
of."
The triangle-eyed man said: "Shut up, I think this kid looks like the person we are looking for."
Wu Maxi was shocked when she heard what he said. He basically didn't show up much yesterday. Even when he showed up, he was in the dark and in disguise. How could he be recognized? But then he saw the triangular eye gesture.
, rubbing two fingers together while eating. Wu Maxi cursed in her heart: You bastard, it turns out you want benefits.
Wuma Xi was a wealthy man now, so he didn't care about the difference of a few gold coins. He took out ten gold coins and stuffed them into his hands, saying: "It's my fault that I looked like this and delayed everyone's time. I will apologize to the three of you. Please give me the money."
Let’s all have a cup of tea and don’t be weird.”
Triangle Eyes was very satisfied with his knowledge, nodded and said: "Well, that person is fatter than you. You should be careful these days. Ross may be inconvenient when doing things. Please be patient. Let's go again.
Go to the next room and check."
Wu Maxi sent away the three plague gods, closed the door, pulled up the gauze and sat on the edge of the bed. Ruyi was still sleeping. The past few days had been physically and mentally exhausted for her. At this moment, she felt safe and sound, and she slept extremely deeply.
Wuma Xi spread a leather mat in the middle of the room, sat cross-legged on it, and prepared to start practicing. These days, he was running around for something he wanted, and he didn't even have a minute to practice. Now that things are done, practice must resume.
Just as he was about to sink into trance, he suddenly heard Feng Qingxu's voice coming from outside, scolding: "You bitch, the autumn wind has hit your grandfather on the head." Then there was a scream, and the voice was that of the one with the triangular eyes.
.
Wuma Xi suddenly opened her eyes. They were enemies on a narrow road. She didn't expect to meet him again while staying in a hotel.
The voice with triangular eyes rang out and said: "Oh, just wait, our Ross won't let you go."
"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This man just lost his nephew and is in a bad mood. Please bear with me and bear with me." But it was Du Chongshan's voice, which seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with Feng Qingxu. Although he was trying to smooth things over, his words were still
Yin and Yang are weird.
Wu Ma Xi has been looking for him like crazy these days. When she heard his voice, she couldn't help but feel annoyed: Yes, he used to live in Qingque Inn. Why didn't I expect that he would hide back when needed?
I can't find it, and it pops up again when I don't need it.
"Du Chongshan, you'd better be careful what you say. If you hadn't used the Realm Breaking Curse to sneak up on me, my revenge would have been avenged long ago." Feng Qingxu's voice was unusually cold.
Du Chongshan said tit for tat: "Humph, if you weren't so eager for revenge, would things have ended up like this?"
Then there was a cold snort from Feng Qingxu, followed by a rough slam of the door closing.
Wu Maxi opened the door a crack and peeked out, just in time to see the backs of a group of people with triangular eyes walking downstairs in embarrassment. Du Zhongshan stood in the corridor, looked at the door of Room No. 3 with the word "que" for a long time, and then turned around
Entered Room No. 1 with the word "que" and closed the door tightly.
It seemed that Feng Qingxu was living in Room No. 3. Wu Maxi closed the door and retreated, sitting cross-legged on the ground and starting to practice.
After taking the elixir, I fell into deep trance. My thoughts were like dancing, and I quickly finished weaving the artistic conception of Yingying Yu on a summer night, and entered a familiar and beautiful space again.
After experiencing several life-and-death battles, he seemed to be able to appreciate the beauty of a quiet summer night better. Every sound of insects, every breeze, and every twinkling of stars brought comfort to his heart. The tension of the past few days gradually dissipated, and his anger gradually disappeared.
Scattered in the void, the tense heartstrings played the magnificent notes again.
It has been more than half a month since the last promotion. Due to the incompleteness of the cultivation concept and the desperate fighting in the past few days, I have only practiced twice, once at the old liar's house. The recent fighting is very exciting, but I can calm down and practice more.
This is what Wuma Xi expects. He has endless greed for cultivation.
The chirping of insects is like a whisper, and some impurities inside the mind beads gradually turn into nothingness under the oscillation of the sound, and the shadows slowly become apparent at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
These yin shadows are still the hidden wounds left by the last rash practice. They have gone through a series of treatments and an inexplicable realization. They have not been eliminated yet. However, with the complete version of Xia Ye Yingyu, the injuries have gradually improved.
Now, Wu Maxi has seen hope of recovery.
The spiritual energy points gathered like meteors and gradually flowed into the mind beads. As the spiritual energy merged, the mind beads gradually grew in size and slowly moved towards the seventh level of the Realm. Although there is still a long way to go to reach the seventh level.
We have to leave, but with Xia Ye Yingyu, this day is not far away. The highest cultivation level in the history of the Wuma family is the fifth level of realm warrior, and Wuma Xi has already broken this record.
This summer night feast ended on time after four hours. Wu Maxi felt that the speed of cultivation was very satisfactory to him. Although he could not feel the obvious growth of the Yi Pearl, the overall feeling was that the Yi Pearl was full and powerful.
When he opened his eyes from his concentration, he found that Ruyi's face was right in front of him, and a pair of black and white picturesque eyes were less than two inches away from him. These eyes suddenly met Wu Ma Xi's sight, and he was stunned for a moment.
He immediately shrank back, his face burning, and he knelt there helpless.
Wu Ma Xi took her little hand, hugged her into his arms, and sat there for a long time without speaking.
It was already approaching noon, and the faint smell of rice came from the window. Both of them were hungry, and their stomachs began to protest. Ruyi said: "Brother Wuma, I'm going to order something to eat!"
Wuma Xi said: "No, Feng Qingxu is outside, and your identity is very sensitive. It would be bad for Ross's people to bump into you." He took out some dry food from the elephant ring and said apologetically: "As you wish, we will have it at noon. This is all we can eat. Let’s take the opportunity to leave this inn in the evening. My brother is rich now, so I’ll treat you to a good meal then.”
Feeling happy and ashamed, the two of them ate dry food in the beautiful scenery. The joy in this was beyond the comparison of delicious food.
After lunch, Wu Maxi began to study and research artistic conception.
The first step is to practice artistic conception weaving. In these several consecutive life-and-death battles, there have been some breakthroughs in the weaving speed of several artistic conceptions, especially the spiral cone. In the fierce battle with the Ross member, he once reached instant knitting. This is Very significant progress.
Those bursts of aura still stayed in Wu Ma Xi's memory for the time being. He wanted to transform these auras into tangible progress through practice.
A breakthrough in battle is a very important asset for a realm cultivator.
Yan Xiya, a master of artistic conception, once said: If a practitioner of artistic conception does not go through several dangerous battles, he will never become a master.
Of course, this is a bit extreme. In the three thousand years of artistic conception cultivation, there are also many artistic conceptions where people have very little fighting experience. For example, the famous traveling master Che Yiji, his whole life is just running away. The famous theoretical master Guan Chong, his whole life is just talking. .
Wu Ma Xi had no intention of running away or becoming a master of theory. He could not avoid but also a little eager to fight, so he practiced the weaving of artistic conceptions very seriously. The glimmer of inspiration he gained from the battle was reflected in Wu Ma Xi's every detail. Gradually digested through practice.
By three o'clock in the afternoon, the artistic conception weaving practice came to an end. There was no obvious improvement in the weaving speed of several artistic conceptions, but it felt smoother, and the feeling of deliberately straining to speed up was much lighter. The weaving limit of an artistic conception should be It's extremely loose, just like Wu Ma Xi's curse to drive away corpses, as if it was born with such a rhythm and trajectory.
Next, he had to start learning new artistic conceptions. The Xiang Ring of the ancient dagger left him with many artistic conceptions. Wu Maxi was eyeing those artistic conceptions of Zi Ji, because those artistic conceptions had complete inheritance annotations. , it will be easier to learn.
The color spectrum of Ziji's spiritual power is purple with indigo color, and the color spectrum of Wu Maxi is pure purple. The two are very similar, and the resonance efficiency is very high. In other words, Wu Maxi's spiritual power is used to weave the artistic conception of Ziji. , can exert more than 90% of its power.
There are a total of eleven artistic conceptions in the stack of six pictures of Ziji. Among them, the sun and moon are reincarnated, the moon is like a bow and the other seven artistic conceptions all have more than twelve branches, which Wu Maxi cannot learn. There are only ten branches of "Following the Wind into the Night" The spirit fox with twelve branches is what Wu Ma Xi can learn at this stage.
The weaving style of the entire Ziji series is very different from the mainland artistic conception. In the weaving structure of Ziji, sharp hook structures are often used. This kind of structure is extremely rare in the weaving of mainland artistic conception. I have never seen such a structure in Xiaye Yingyu.
The weirdness of the structure is secondary, but the most important thing is the overall introduction in the inheritance notes.
In the inheritance introduction, it is clearly pointed out that Ziji's artistic conception style is secretive and smart, but the style of the Sea Elegy series is very different. The cycle of sun and moon is the understanding of the sea in despair and confusion, and the moon is like a bow, which is the understanding of the mysterious and vast starry sky.
Feel.
But this introduction confused Wu Maxi. Why are there these emotions in the artistic conception?
In his previous studies, artistic conception is nothing more than the weaving of branches of thought. Every turning and combination is a cold science. Every fluctuation and pull can be calculated. The performance of the entire artistic conception can be calculated.
It is the repetition of waves and the superposition of vibrations, which are all reasonable.
However, why do these artistic conceptions have emotional color in them? Not only these two, but also in the eleven artistic conceptions of Ziji, there are emotional descriptions. Moreover, in the inheritance introduction, it is repeatedly emphasized that careful attention must be
Feel these emotions.
Can there be emotion contained in these rigorous and precise weavings of meaning branches?
Wu Ma Xi was a little unsure. Tai Yin had never mentioned this matter to him. His reading scope in Tai Yin's realm room was very narrow. He mainly studied a few books designated by Tai Yin. In these books
There is no similar statement.
He thought for a moment, but couldn't come up with an answer. He raised his head and saw Ruyi who was reviewing the small art of conferring gods, and asked: "Ruyi, is it possible that the artistic conception contains some kind of emotion?"
Ruyi tilted her head and thought for a while, then said: "I seem to have heard my mother say something similar. It seems that the artistic conception must have emotions deep down. But she didn't explain it to me in detail. She just asked me to lay the foundation."
Wu Maxi nodded. It seemed that this matter was true. So why did Tai Lao not mention it to him? Is the time not ripe? No matter what, let's lay the foundation first.
Wu Maxi put aside these thoughts and began to study artistic conception.
The first thing to learn is to follow the wind into the night. This artistic conception is Ziji's signature artistic conception. It is a hidden artistic conception and has extremely powerful effects, especially in the dark. If he knew this artistic conception at the beginning, then it would not be easy to sneak into Huizhen Pavilion.
May be captured.
The description of this artistic conception in the inheritance annotation is as follows: sneaking into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. What you want is a feeling of tranquility and slowness, changing silently.
Wu Maxi skipped this general feeling description and began to analyze the weaving structure of the artistic conception. Compared with those ethereal feelings and emotions, structural analysis is his strength.
Although the weaving structure of this artistic conception is very strange, it has a strong three-dimensional structural foundation. Each of the complicated structures has become clear in his eyes. Every turn has rules to follow. The structure of the entire artistic conception,
Bit by bit, bit by bit, it was printed in his mind and quickly engraved.dd