Ling Jing was silent for a moment after hearing this. In his previous life, he was just an otaku who loved games. Although he received the memory of this body after traveling to this world, it was just like watching a movie, browsing through the past experiences of this body.
Now Ling Jing is just himself, and all martial arts principles are realized by himself.
And if we really want to count, he has only been exposed to martial arts for a few months. Although there is a system that has laid a foundation for him, it is absolutely empty talk to say that he has any profound understanding of martial arts.
When he thought about it at this time, this martial arts method was naturally a martial arts with a higher level of cultivation. The higher the internal strength, the higher the level of martial arts.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Uncle Taishi, does the highest state of martial arts mean cultivating your inner strength to the extreme, and then learning the top martial arts moves? Then you will naturally be invincible."
Feng Qingyang shook his head and laughed, clasped his hands and said: "What you said only applies to ordinary masters, but it does not apply to top masters."
At this time, he saw Ling Jing's expression of confusion and asked with a smile: "Jing'er, do you know what Senior Dugu relied on when he controlled the world?"
Ling Jing blurted out: "Of course it is Senior Dugu's unrivaled swordsmanship."
Feng Qingyang nodded, shook his head again, and said: "What you said is only half right. Senior Dugu's swordsmanship is naturally indisputable, but you don't know that compared to your senior's swordsmanship,
, but what he is more advanced is the cultivation of "artistic conception"."
"With the most brilliant "selfless" artistic conception, and supplemented by the best swordsmanship in the world, you will naturally be invincible."
Ling Jing's mind was a little confused for a moment. There was no such scene in the original plot, and what did this "artistic conception" mean, and what was the state of "selflessness"?
He had been pondering Feng Qingyang's words over and over in his mind, and suddenly he heard the system prompt in his mind: "The host triggers the side mission: The Theory of Artistic Conception."
"Task content: The ways of martial arts are ever-changing. To recruit intention is just the first glimpse into the superior martial arts. Beyond recruiting intention, there is a supreme artistic conception. There is no time limit for this task."
"Task completion conditions: Comprehend the first level of any artistic conception"
"Reward for completing the mission: five talent points, root bone +15, body skill +15, internal strength +30, understanding +5"
"Punishment for mission failure: None"
After hearing this, Ling Jing frowned and thought to himself, why did the system join in the fun at this time, and he really didn't have the slightest idea what this "artistic conception" was.
Seeing his frown getting tighter, Feng Qingyang sighed and thought to himself: "Although this child is talented and intelligent, he is still too young after all. Am I too eager to teach him the "artistic conception"?"
I just changed my mind and thought, "It's just that I, an old man, don't know how many more days I can live. If I don't tell him now, I'm afraid that in the future..."
At this time, he coughed lightly and said cautiously: "Jing'er, this "artistic conception" is really a bit vague, and everyone's experience is different. It's just that we are the successors of "Dugu Nine Swords".
There is a sixteen-character proverb passed down, which is related to your ultimate achievement in this swordsmanship. You must keep it in your heart and never forget it in the future."
Ling Jing heard the words but smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Taishi, please forgive my disciple for being stupid. I really can't figure out what this "artistic conception" is." He didn't even know what the artistic conception was. Even if he remembered this motto, he would probably not understand it.
Not of much use.
Feng Qingyang smiled slightly and said: "There is no rush to understand the artistic conception. If you want to enter this state, talent, understanding, skill, and opportunities are all indispensable. You still lack some experience, so naturally you don't understand the essence."
Ling Jing nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "My disciple is too impatient."
At this time, Feng Qingyang uttered the "Sixteen-Character Proverb" and said: "We, the descendants of the "Dugu Nine Swords" line, have always understood the artistic conception of "selflessness". Back then, Senior Dugu once left a motto: "
There is no self, no form, no self, no mind, no self, no intention, no self, no invincibility." This refers to the four realms of "selfless artistic conception"."
As he spoke, he sighed and added: "It's just that we, the younger generation of disciples, are unworthy. Ever since Senior Dugu passed down the swordsmanship, no one has been able to push the "selfless state of mind" to the fourth highest level."
When Ling Jing heard this, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, and he couldn't help repeating in a low voice: "'No self is invisible, no self is my heart, no self is unintentional, no self is invincible'..."
In an instant, many speculations flashed through his mind, but the more he continued to think about it, his mind felt as if he had fallen into a dazzling starry sky. His mind was extremely chaotic, and his thoughts were flying around. For a moment, he was confused.
My head was dripping with cold sweat.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly stretched out a finger, tapped his forehead lightly, and shouted: "Return to your senses!"
Ling Jing'er heard Feng Qingyang shouting loudly, and it was like being poured out of a basin of cold water. When she regained consciousness, her body was already covered in cold sweat, and she quickly shouted "evil door" in her heart.
Just now, he just guessed the general realm based on the "Sixteen-character Proverb", but he suddenly fell into such a weird situation. Even thinking about it now, he still feels a little frightened.
Feng Qingyang looked at Ling Jing and shook his head with a bitter smile, thinking: "Am I really too impatient? This child is not strong enough now, can he really understand this "artistic conception"?"
At this time, he solemnly said: "Jing'er, you don't need to be too impatient. Such profound things as "artistic conception" cannot be explained in just a few words. Do you know that after I learned the "Dugu Nine Swords", I used
How long did it take for you to realize the first level of "selfless state of mind"?"
Ling Jing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile: "My disciple, I don't know."
Feng Qingyang laughed and said: "Back then, after I got these sixteen words of motto from the "Nine Swords of Dugu", I was just as anxious as you and wanted to understand its secrets. But such a profound realm can't be achieved overnight.
It can be understood in a short time. After that, I devoted myself to understanding it day and night. After more than ten years, I entered the first level of the "selfless" state, "selfless and invisible"."
When Ling Jing heard this, he was inevitably a little apprehensive, thinking, "This "artistic conception" is so difficult to understand? It took even Grand Master Uncle more than ten years to enter the first level, so how much time will it take for me to get it?"
Come in?"
With a thoughtful look on his face, he asked: "Uncle Taishi, how do you enter this "selfless state of mind"?"
Feng Qingyang pondered for a long time and said: "The way of "artistic conception" can only be understood, not expressed in words."
Ling Jing was immediately disappointed. He really couldn't figure out the "artistic conception" thing. After much thought, he didn't know how to start. He just listened to Feng Qingyang describing this realm as mysterious and mysterious. It was simply worse than "infinite".
The realm of "there are moves to win" is much more profound and unpredictable. He longed for it in his heart, but couldn't find the way to enter. At this time, he inevitably felt a little disappointed.
"but......"
Feng Qingyang changed his voice and said, "Although I can't explain everything to you, I can demonstrate it for you." He looked into Ling Jing's eyes and warned, "Jing'er, you have to look carefully.
Already."
Ling Jing's heart was shocked immediately, and he immediately looked at Feng Qingyang. At this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly rolled up his big sleeves, and a strong internal force came out of his body, causing Ling Jing to take two steps back.
.
A nearby fist-sized stone was carried by this force and flew directly into Feng Qingyang's hand. Ling Jing's eyes widened immediately. Although this skill of photographing objects in the air is not too rare nowadays, it is
But there are few people who can do it as easily as this grand master uncle, just waving his sleeves, as simple as eating and drinking, which really opened his eyes.
At this time, the stone had already been taken, and Feng Qingyang suddenly threw it upwards, raised his right palm above his head, and slashed it out in the air. In an instant, the stone was shattered into pieces by the force of his palm, and it was broken into pieces.
The rocks were shot out in all directions at great speed.
At this moment, Feng Qingyang suddenly shouted loudly: "Jing'er, watch it!"
I saw him holding up a long sword in the air, his eyes suddenly became blank, and his face had no expression. His whole person seemed to have lost all life, as if he had merged with the cold stone cave.
.
Ling Jing was immediately surprised, because the state of the Grand Master Uncle at this moment was too mysterious. He was clearly standing in front of him at this moment, but he couldn't feel the slightest breath from his body. It seemed that he could not even hear the sound of breathing.
No, it's really weird.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Qingyang's figure suddenly started to move, but in just an instant, the entire secret cave was completely covered with white shadows, and there was an endless sound of "bang, bang, bang, bang", as the flying beasts flew in all directions.
The broken stones were actually hit by him one by one, but what was even more strange was that after being hit by him with his sword, these stones fell rapidly to the same place.
Ling Jing was really dazzled by what he saw. If it were him, the gravel would be shot out rapidly in all directions. With his current martial arts, it would be impossible for him to stop so many stones at the same time, let alone
I have to shoot them one by one and drop them to the same place.
At the moment, I paid more attention to Feng Qingyang's figure, not daring to let go of anything.
After the sound of "bump" sounded for more than ten times, Feng Qingyang suddenly put away his sword and fell in front of Ling Jing. The confused look on his face was gone. At this time, he put the long sword behind his back and said: "Jing
Son, look here."
Point to where the rocks fell.
Ling Jing was originally admiring the master's uncle's miraculous swordsmanship in his heart, but when he heard what he said, he looked in the direction of his finger.
After taking a look, his eyes were suddenly confused for a moment, then he quickly rubbed his eyes and looked again.
But after seeing this, he was immediately stunned and stammered: "This, this, how is this possible?"
I saw that where the rock fell, a piece of intact stone had been spliced together. Except for some cracks on the stone that were difficult to conceal, it was exactly the same as before it was smashed into pieces.
Feng Qingyang patted his head and said with a smile: "Jing'er, this is the second stage of Dugu's Nine Swords' "Impression of Selflessness" - "No Self, No Mind"."
PS: In fact, the sixteen-character motto, Jin Da's original words are "No self has no form, no self has no heart, no self has no moves, no self is invincible", but since the protagonist has already understood some of the meaning of "no move", here is the first
It’s difficult to apply the triple realm, so we have to change it appropriately.
Also, this chapter has 3,000 words... It has always been the loneliness of the 2K party and my fingers are swollen...
