"The artistic conception of an emperor? Rules the world, accommodates all things, embraces all rivers, accepts all artistic conceptions, but only respects his own way?"
"Nine-five supreme, supreme!"
Zhu Youji's eyes lit up, he had also considered this issue.
Due to the existence of the life simulator system, he can easily master many kinds of life, and he can also quickly master the artistic conception.
From the way of swordsmanship to the way of Buddhism, from the path of ruthlessness to the path of sentient beings, there is also a simulation, two reincarnations of life, implying the true meaning of the way of the world and the way of the true self.
Only by going through many vicissitudes of life and achieving great enlightenment can we understand the true self and cultivate the true self.
Likewise, only those who have experienced the world of mortals and understand life can understand the way of the world.
These two understandings are not borrowed from external objects, but are derived from life experiences.
These two kinds of artistic conceptions mostly appear in the elderly warriors. They become martial arts masters with this kind of artistic conception only after they have an epiphany and break through to become masters.
That's why 'it' is so surprised.
How could a young warrior realize this artistic conception?
On top of the golden scroll, the subsequent content, reference value and significance are not very great.
That is to say, his mind was affected by the magic sword, his mind was controlled, and he was eventually buried in the yellow sand. In the end, he adopted bloodthirsty methods and sucked the flesh and blood of others for food, but he still couldn't survive and eventually went completely crazy.
With his amazing cultivation and the demonic infection from the magic sword, he became a monster.
Crawling in the yellow sand, feeding on various animals on the sandbar, and sometimes killing some humans trapped in the yellow sand.
As for the secret book he mentioned, Zhu Youji did not find it on him.
Obviously, this secret book was either dropped somewhere, or else it was destroyed by him in his mad state.
After all, it is unreasonable to ask a madman to save the secret book.
Zhu Youji felt that if he had come a few decades later, the golden scroll recording his life and origin might have been destroyed or lost by him.
Although there is no secret book, the above content still brought a lot of inspiration to Zhu Youji.
If we use the imperial artistic conception to control and integrate other artistic conceptions, wouldn't we be afraid that the artistic conceptions will be divided and hinder each other?
Regarding the constraints of artistic conception, Zhu Youji has gradually been able to feel it.
For example: [Ruthless Way] and [Sentimental Way] are the most typical mutual restraints and cannot be used together.
Simply using an artistic conception and performing it can be compatible with the moves and exert powerful power.
But if the two artistic conceptions are used together, both artistic conceptions will not be pure.
The influence and power of artistic conception will be greatly reduced.
For this example, [Swordsmanship] and [Buddhism] are the same thing.
The two artistic conceptions are completely incompatible and basically cannot be used together.
Several other types can be used together if mixed.
For example, [Sword Way] and [Sentient Way], [Sword Way] and [Heartless Way], etc., these are all possible.
Zhu Youji's eyes were shining with a strange light, and he was constantly imagining and depicting different artistic conceptions one after another in his mind. While gradually integrating these artistic conceptions, he kept thinking about the greatness of the past five thousand years. Emperor, looking for similarities and resonances.
The first person to emerge was none other than Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
Start with a bowl!
He started from scratch and wandered throughout his life. He worked as a beggar, a monk, and a rebel, and he was filled with blood and tears every step of the way.
Someone once said that for five thousand years, there is no one more worthy of the throne than the Hongwu Emperor!
"Killed all the millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sword on his waist was still bloody!"
"The old monk doesn't know the hero, so he just asks Xiaoxiao for his name."
Suddenly, this poem appeared in Zhu Youji's mind unconsciously.
Zhu Youji's eyes became brighter and brighter, his gaze like a torch, like the bright moon in the night sky, still shining brightly in the dark night sky.
What Buddhism?
What kendo?
What kind of human world?
All are false!
Only the true heart is the right path!
If I say there is a Buddha, the world will be full of Buddhas. If I say there is no Buddha, the world will be destroyed by Buddhas!
I say that if you have a sword, the way of swordsmanship will flourish; if I say that without a sword, the way of swordsmanship will be cut off!
Saying the truth and holding the Constitution of Heaven in your mouth, this is the emperor!
Supreme and supreme, I alone am the king!
This is what the emperor means!
A different kind of momentum surged from Zhu Youji's body. He was tall, majestic, and supreme. The sword energy that had been lingering around him all dissipated and turned into golden auras. Lines of pure golden dragon-shaped energy accompanied him. His whole body began to change.
For a moment, Zhu Youji, dressed in white, seemed to have changed into a different person.
If he was originally a cold and arrogant swordsman with power reaching the sky, then now he is a human emperor who splits the earth and seals the borders and controls the world!
Under the illumination of the golden dragon-shaped true energy, a faint golden light appeared on the white clothes out of thin air, and the flying white cuffs were gradually smeared with golden light. Against the golden light, Zhu Youji looked noble. Unspeakable.
Zhu Youji realized it!
He finally touched the threshold of the imperial artistic conception.
Similarly, he also found an opportunity to be promoted to Grandmaster!
The various artistic conceptions that were originally throbbing and resisting gradually stabilized under Zhu Youji's imperial artistic conception, and he chose surrender and compromise.
This does not mean that the imperial artistic conception is the strongest artistic conception in the world.
But Zhu Youji, as the master of all artistic conceptions, chose the imperial artistic conception, which is the most powerful.
There are only two ways for the remaining artistic conception, either to be annihilated or to compromise and coexist!
In the artistic conception of a domineering emperor, there is actually only one way to compromise and coexist, and that is to be assimilated and become a vassal.
Zhu Youji suddenly raised his head and looked at the magic sword in the sky. Taking advantage of the special state he had just understood the emperor's artistic conception, he slowly raised his hand and said coldly and indifferently: "Come down here!!"
As Zhu Youji took action, all the dragon-shaped Qi lingering around him flew out and turned into a golden five-clawed golden dragon, which fiercely grabbed the magic sword.
Demon Sword sensed Jin Long's intention and quickly resisted, bursting out with all kinds of negative emotions. Hatred, fighting spirit, resentment and other emotions completely exploded, with ghosts crying, gods howling, and all kinds of chaos emerging.
"It's just an illusion, nothing more!"
Zhu Youji, who had understood the emperor's artistic conception, had completely conquered the other six artistic conceptions. With a thought, he poured all six artistic conceptions into the golden dragon's true energy.
In an instant, the golden dragon instantly became stronger. The originally ethereal dragon body suddenly appeared with golden scales. The dragon's body became more solid and its claws became sharper, as if they were real.
"Come here!"
The enraged golden dragon raised its claws and firmly grasped the hilt of the magic sword.
"boom……"
The energy of gold and purple collided together.
The two artistic conceptions collide with each other, refusing to give in to each other, and both seem to want to defeat the other.
A powerful shock wave shook out along the center.
The ground cracked, rubble flew, and was gradually destroyed by energy fluctuations. The entire martial arts pavilion trembled and swayed, as if it would collapse at any time.
Powerful energy fluctuations burst out from the Martial Arts Pavilion.
This made Yu Canghai and Hou Renying, who had just entered this place, stop and become a little surprised and uncertain.
"Master, what's going on? Is this place going to collapse?" Hou Renying's face changed slightly and she asked.
Yu Canghai felt the strong aura fluctuations and frowned. He glanced at the top floor and said coldly: "Let's go to the Gujiang National Treasure House. We don't want the things here."
"ah?"
"yes!"
Seeing Yu Canghai turning around and leaving without hesitation, Hou Renying was slightly startled and quickly chased after him.??