Chapter 160 The beginning of solution! The solution of swastika! The solution of soldiers!
Author: Fobudu
Chapter 160 The beginning of solution! The solution of swastika! The solution of soldiers!
Wei An couldn't imagine it.
You know, he has fought against Dong Xukun, he also has bloodline, and he knows how powerful and terrifying bloodline is.
Mortal blood is simply unshakable!
How did Gusu Changping do it?
Chu Gaoge asked himself and answered: "The strength of our warriors can actually be divided into three parts: physical body, internal strength, and spirit!"
"These three parts complement each other and have obvious differences."
"A strong physical body will help strengthen the internal strength and nourish the spirit."
"The stronger and more solid your internal strength is, the better you will become both physically and mentally."
"The same is true for the spirit, but the difference is that both the physical body and internal strength need to be tempered and improved one realm after another.
The spiritual field is even more mysterious and strange. For example, a sick man who has been sick all year round has a poor constitution and no internal strength, but his spirit may be very powerful, which makes no sense.
Moreover, many seniors have long since noticed that a person's spirit can be greatly improved in an instant after being stimulated by special secret techniques."
Wei An was thoughtful and said hesitantly: "You mean, the method for ordinary blood to defeat the supreme bloodline is hidden in the spiritual realm?"
"good!"
Chu Gaoge nodded, pointed to his head, and said excitedly: "Cultivating spiritual power to suppress the supreme bloodline is the only feasible method that has been proven in history."
Wei An took a deep breath and asked seriously: "How to cultivate spiritual power?"
"There are many methods, and they can even be said to be all kinds of strange."
Chu Gaoge replied: "Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism each have their own methods. However, Buddhism and Taoism focus on cultivating the physical body or internal strength. Only a few people cultivate the spirit. Only my Confucian school truly focuses on cultivating the spirit."
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A flash of realization flashed across Wei An's head: "Through calligraphy?"
"Calligraphy is just one of them."
Chu Gaoge smiled and said, "Both music, chess, calligraphy and painting are acceptable. We have completely given up the pursuit of martial arts power. We only practice martial arts to strengthen our bodies. The most important thing is to continuously tap into the spiritual realm through learning and honing a skill."
Mysterious, final spiritual transformation.”
He used his fingers to write on the table, "Take calligraphy as an example. The higher the level of calligraphy, the higher your spiritual state. When you realize a certain 'artistic conception', it means that your spirit has begun."
A transformation has occurred.”
"artistic conception……"
When Wei An heard these two words, his heart suddenly became enlightened.
Because he has indeed mastered the "artistic conception"!
The "Six Arts of the Ice King" is a peerless magical skill that contains the mysterious and mysterious "sword intention".
And that kind of "artistic conception" that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words comes from the Ice King's perception of life.
"Speaking of which, the reason why I was able to defeat the king-level Dong Xukun was because the martial arts I used was the "Six Techniques of the Ice King"!"
Wei An couldn't help crying and laughing.
The "artistic conception" evoked by Chu Gaoge chattering in front of him for a long time has actually been used by Wei An in actual combat.
Yes, when he defeated Dong Xukun, Wei An was just a mortal-blood warrior.
The king's blood level was defeated by the sword's will!
Before Chu Gaoge finished speaking, he continued: "Master Zhang, you are already a master of calligraphy, which means that you have touched the threshold of artistic conception to some extent, and you may even have mastered a certain artistic conception."
"No matter where you are now, when you realize a certain artistic conception, you can stick to it and continue to hone and strengthen that artistic conception until it transforms."
Wei An asked: "What will happen after spiritual transformation?"
Chu Gaoge smiled and said: "We have discovered that the spirit can undergo three transformations. The first is called 'Shijie', the second is called 'Swastika', and the third is called 'Bingjie'."
Beginning to understand!
Swastika!
Butcher's knife!
Wei An had seen these unique terms when he got the slaughtering knife, but he didn't know their meaning at the time.
Unexpectedly, it was...
Chu Gaoge introduced himself: "The first level of spiritual transformation is the first level of spiritual transformation. After you start to understand, your mental power will be greatly improved, and you can use your mental power to strengthen yourself, or a certain item, such as a sword, etc.
weapon.
The strengthened sword will burst out with more powerful power, which may be three times, ten times, dozens of times, or even hundreds of times more powerful;
If the item being strengthened is a treasure, haha, it would be even more terrifying."
After hearing this, Wei An did not doubt it, but interrupted: "Such a terrifying power cannot come without any price, right?"
Chu Gaoge was silent for a while, nodded and said: "Of course there is a price. Performing the initial solution once will cause a huge mental burden, which will lead to side effects such as depletion of energy and blood, depression, etc., and a loss of life is certain."
Wei Anxin said that it was true.
Chu Gaoge continued to introduce: "Swastika is an upgraded version of Shijie, which will bring greater strength increase, but correspondingly, the price will be greater, ranging from loss of life to severe organ failure and death."
"As for Bingjie, as the name suggests, you will gain unprecedented strength, but at the cost of losing everything, you will definitely die.
A person can only perform military dissolution once in his life. Of course, the premise is that you can practice it well."
Wei An's head quickly became clear.
Even if a warrior of the spiritual cultivation system can defeat the supreme bloodline, he may be defeated after one or two victories.
But the supreme bloodline can last forever!
From this level, they actually did not defeat the Supreme Bloodline in a real sense.
Moreover, the threshold for spiritual cultivation is too high and is not suitable for popularization.
No wonder the bloodline family cannot tolerate a king of snakes, but it can tolerate the entire Confucian system.
Those Confucian scholars could not resist the bloodline family in the end and could only serve them.
Just when Wei An wanted to ask for advice on some doubts, the voice of a young maid suddenly came from outside the door.
"Master Zhang, the dinner has begun. Please go to the banquet."
Wei An turned his head and looked out the window. Before he knew it, the sun was setting, the night was rising, and fireflies were flying all over the sky.
"Chu Caizi, let's go together."
Wei An stood up slowly.
"Okay, let's go together." Chu Gaoge readily agreed.
He just came over to visit Wei An. In fact, he originally wanted to ask Wei An for calligraphy lessons, but for some reason, the topic suddenly turned to spiritual cultivation, and he forgot about the real thing.
The two walked out of the door.
Wei An turned his head and happened to see a monk, a Taoist priest, and a drunkard.
Almost at the same time, Ruhua, Xu Gengdao, and Shenwusong also cast their gazes at him.
"Zhang has met three of them."
Wei An pondered for a moment and nodded in courtesy.
Ruhua, whose right hand was missing, smiled and nodded. Xu Gengdao took a deep look at Wei An, seeming very surprised.
Shen Wusong was drunk and didn't look at anyone seriously, as if he didn't remember Wei An at all.
Wei An looked around, looked at the young maid and asked, "I remember there is another girl Zhao Xiu, where is she?"
The young maid lowered her head, with a blushing face, and whispered: "Miss Zhao has come to Kuishui. She has a stomachache. Let's go to bed early tonight."
"Well……"
Wei An walked away without saying a word.
"Haha, interesting."
Chu Gaoge clasped his hands behind his back and smiled from ear to ear.
After the two of them walked away, Xu Gengdao said: "Zhang Sanqiao, I didn't expect to meet him here. Humph, he is the only one sent by the huge Pantian Sect to wish him a birthday? Can't you find anyone else?"
Ruhua was silent for a while and responded: "This Mr. Zhang is ordinary on the surface, but in fact he has a lot of flaws. His calligraphy skills are above you and me, but you and I have never paid much attention to him before, so we should be looking down on him.
"
When Xu Gengdao heard this, he curled his lips and said, "It's just a skill."
"..."
After hearing this, Ruhua couldn't say anything else, so she just kept her head down and walked forward.
At this time, Shen Wusong walked up to Xu Gengdao and said, burping from wine: "I have said before that your biggest problem is that you are too jealous. Zhang Sanqiao is not only more handsome than you, but his calligraphy is better than yours."
Okay, are you angry?"
"you……"
Xu Gengdao rolled his eyes and walked forward quickly.
Led by the young maid, the group arrived at an open palace.
Looking around, there are hundreds of wine tables placed in the hall, and each wine table is full of people.
Wei An didn't recognize them, he only recognized the skinny old man who entered the castle before him.
"Please come this way." The young maid led the way with a smile, and actually brought Wei An and others to the main seat.
Wei An randomly chose a seat and sat down, and the others took their seats one after another.
The table is full of delicacies, and the aroma is so fragrant that it makes your mouth water.
But the host hasn't shown up yet, so everyone is reluctant to use their chopsticks.
"Hmm, yummy, yummy!"
At the other wine table, the skinny old man had already picked up his chopsticks and started feasting. He simply threw away his chopsticks and grabbed a roast chicken with his hands to gnaw on it, completely ignoring anyone else.
When the people at the table saw this, they all showed disgust on their faces and stood up and left the table one after another, unwilling to sit at the same table with him.
Not long after, an old man wearing a white robe walked into the hall, with gray hair and slender white eyebrows.
The crowd all stood up with an uproar.
No need to guess, this old man is the old patriarch of the Gusu clan, Gusu Zhongqi!
"Dear guests, please take a seat."
Gusu Zhongqi's voice was loud, he smiled and bowed his hands to everyone, and came to the main seat.
He picked up the wine glass and said loudly: "The birthday banquet will be held the day after tomorrow. It's just a casual meal tonight. Please don't be polite, eat and drink well. Come, I'll give you a drink."
"Old patriarch, please!"
Everyone raised their glasses and drank it all.
Afterwards, everyone stopped being polite and started eating and drinking.
Gusu Zhongqi looked at Wei An and others, put down his wine glass and said, "Everyone, I still have some things to deal with, so I won't have dinner with you. I hope you'll forgive me."
"The old patriarch is welcome."
Wei An and others were naturally embarrassed to say anything, so they watched Gusu Zhongqi leave the banquet, and then started eating and drinking separately.
"You eat without talking, you sleep without talking."
Chu Gaoge said softly, and then began to eat without saying a word from beginning to end.
Ruhua sat next to Wei An. Wei An took the opportunity to chat with him and praised him sincerely: "I didn't expect that Buddha lost his dominant hand and only used his left hand to write. His calligraphy is still so good. Zhang admired him so much."
Ruhua smiled and continued: "Master Zhang is overrated. Because the young monk was very naughty when he was young, he was often punished by his master to copy scriptures with his left hand, so he developed some calligraphy."
Wei An understood and casually mentioned: "I heard that Shen Turong's arm was bitten off by Princess Weiyang's spiritual pet. He has done too many bad things, so he must have received his retribution in this world."
Ruhua's eyes flashed and she said calmly: "It's hard to say whether he has received the retribution of this world, but his arm may not have been bitten off by Princess Weiyang's spiritual pet."
"oh?"
Wei An raised his eyebrows and said, "Speaking of which, I also feel that this matter is strange. After all, Shen Turong is also a master of the third level. How could he be so careless?"