Volume 2 Dragon Bird Chapter 69: Origin of Artistic Conception
The edge of Lingyuan.
The voluptuous Mo Zhizhi stood quietly there, staring at Ling Yuan's mouth with her charming eyes, her face full of worry.
In front of her, there was a small silver-gray mouse shadow.
"Madam Mo, don't worry. Based on my understanding of Lu Qingshan, he will definitely bring your husband and child out of Lingyuan." The King of the Western Rat patted his chest and promised Mo Zhizhi solemnly.
Mo Zhizhi did not embarrass the King of the Western Rat, but said softly: "I just want to wait for them here, so that when they come out, I can see them first."
The King of Western Rat was somewhat helpless.
After Lu Qingshan entered Lingyuan, there was still no movement after two days.
As Mo Zhizhi had already begun to accept that Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan had met with misfortune and was on the verge of collapse, it could only tell Mo Zhizhi the truth to comfort her.
But who would have thought that after hearing such a secret, Mo Zhizhi immediately rushed to Lingyuan, waiting there for Mo Yan and the others to return.
In order to fulfill Lu Qingshan's instructions, it naturally had to stay with Mo Zhizhi.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
At this moment, a strong whistling sound came from Lingyuan.
The King of the Rat West's ears twitched slightly.
It was Lingyuan that was about to start spewing out mist again, or rather, that stupid whale was starting to breathe again!
Mo Zhizhi was attracted by Ling Yuan's movements and focused all her attention on him.
Lu Qingshan, Master Rat must have tricked you. Comforting a woman is even more tiring than fighting!
Seeing that Mo Zhizhi's attention was temporarily diverted, the King of Western Rat breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead. At the same time, he kept thinking about Lu Qingshan in his heart.
However, a month has passed, why hasn't Lu Qingshan come out yet? Could it be that he really has encountered some unsolvable problem?
A trace of worry rose in the heart of the King of the West Rat again.
"Wait, something's wrong..." When the King of Western Rat was distracted, he casually glanced at the mouth of Lingyuan out of the corner of his eye, only to find that Lingyuan at this moment was completely different from usual, with a striking red light radiating from it.
"Is this... magma?" Seeing that the color was not right, it was immediately terrified and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Mo Zhizhi's sleeve, trying to pull her to a safe place, "Madam Mo, hurry up, Lingyuan is starting to play for real, this time it's not spraying water mist!"
Madam Mo remained motionless, her eyes red as she stared at Ling Yuan's mouth, which was glowing red, and she choked up and said, "Yan'er... he's back."
The King of Western Rat was stunned and looked at Madam Mo.
During this time, Mo Zhizhi had been holding a crystal jade pendant in her hand.
According to Mrs. Mo, this was made for her by Mo Yan.
The King of Western Rat did not take it seriously and thought that Mo Zhizhi was just thinking about someone she had met when she saw the object.
But at this moment, there were countless rainbow lights lingering inside the jade pendant.
The King of Western Rat then realized that this jade pendant should be a complete set of magical instruments, which could sense another jade pendant, and the other jade pendant was obviously on Mo Yan.
…
Under the attraction coming from the depths of the Changsheng River, the figures of Lu Qingshan and his group gradually became blurred.
"I'm finally going out!" Mo Yan was excited but also a little worried.
I wonder how worried .
Xue Zhuyong's expression was a little stiff.
During the one month in the Yanling Realm, he and Mo Yan had always been in a very awkward situation, being polite yet unfamiliar.
Now with the addition of Mo Zhizhi, he feels even more embarrassed.
He had no idea how to deal with the situation when the three of them met.
Just when everyone was thinking about their own things, a faint, vibrant green light suddenly appeared in the Changsheng River, and in an instant it silently merged into Lu Qingshan's body, so fast that neither Xue Zhuyong nor Mo Yan noticed.
Only Qin Yitian noticed this scene.
"Young Master, what is that?" Qin Yitian asked in a low voice.
She could feel that the ball of light had no killing power.
I see.
Lu Qingshan closed his eyes slightly, as if he was feeling something, and then a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face. In response to Qin Yitian's question, he pursed his lips and explained to her in a low voice: "It is a gift from the Immortal Whale..."
…
After a while, they appeared again in the bizarre and colorful space transmission channel.
The transmission process was just like coming in, very short, and light soon appeared in the darkness ahead.
After passing through the black hole, the temperature around me dropped.
They arrived at Lingyuankou.
The auras that came out with them, because they were previously next to the extremely hot magma waterfall, suddenly became cold and immediately liquefied into water mist. Under the push of Lingyuan, they erupted outside Lingyuan.
Lu Qingshan, protected by spiritual power, broke through the air and left Lingyuan. Behind him were Xue Zhuyong, Mo Yan and Yan Ling who was rushing out like a river.
…
The King of Western Rat stared with wide eyes as he watched several figures rush out from the mist.
Following behind them was a long red dragon, hundreds of feet long and extremely spectacular.
Afterwards, the long red dragon suddenly turned into red dots all over the sky and floated in the sky.
And those figures, after pausing in the air for a moment, swooped towards them.
The Western Rat King also responded quickly, "It's Lu Qingshan, they're back!"
Four figures stopped in front of the Western Rat King and Mo Zhizhi.
Mo Zhizhi's eyes were red. She walked forward, hugged Mo Yan tightly, and sobbed softly.
Mo Yan could only pat Mo Zhizhi's back with great distress, and whispered to her in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay..."
Xue Zhuyong stood aside, saying nothing.
Seeing this situation, Lu Qingshan said nothing and left with the King of Western Rat.
There are some problems that can only be solved by themselves, and outsiders should not interfere.
…
Five days later.
Lu Qingshan and Qin Yitian stood side by side, strolling on the streets of Jiaolong City.
No, now it should be called Dragon Slaying City.
The day after the Dragon King fell into the Lingyuan, the Dragon Slaying Sword monk officially took over the city and renamed it Dragon Slaying City.
There were countless pedestrians on the road, and commercial stalls were scattered around, so the spacious streets were packed.
No matter they were commoners wearing coarse cloth and brown clothes, or wealthy people wearing silk, everyone who walked among them had a hearty smile on their face, and their eyes were full of light, completely different from the gloom before.
It is a completely different atmosphere from the previous prosperous but oppressive one.
Lu Qingshan couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
After walking a few more steps, a huge black iron dragon statue that was a hundred feet tall came into view.
Although the Dragon Slaying Sword monk changed the name of Jiaolong City to Tulong City, the sword master decided to preserve the Jiaolong statue.
However, in the past, the significance of the dragon statue was to represent the supreme status of the dragon demon king. Now it is to commemorate the monks who sacrificed their lives to slay the dragon and the boys and girls who died in the sacrificial ceremony.
At the same time, it also serves as a warning, allowing the human race on the island to remember the experience of being ruled by the Jiao clan.
In front of the dragon statue, there is a couple with a child, looking up at the ferocious dragon statue.
The father's eyes were filled with tears. He stroked his child's head with his big hands and murmured, "It's all over, it's all over. No one will ever take you away from us again..."
The child was confused and didn't understand why his father suddenly burst into tears. He could only pull his father's sleeve and kept saying, "Dad, don't cry, don't cry..."
"Mom, please look at Dad, why is he crying?" The child wanted to ask his mother for help, but turned around and found that his mother was also in tears at some point.
"If Nannan's spirit in heaven could see this scene, she would probably rest in peace." The mother murmured, covering her chest with her hands.
The child was suddenly panicked and didn't know what to do.
"Dad and Mom are happy, don't worry." The father rubbed his red eyes hard, took the child's little hand and comforted him.
The child looked up at his parents. Although their eyes were red at this moment, they were clearly smiling brightly. The ignorant child did not think too much and also started smiling unconsciously.
This is the meaning of what Mo Yan and the Dragon Slaying Sword did.
Lu Qingshan murmured.
Laughter, the coquettish voices of children, and those sparkling eyes full of hope...
All of this made Lu Qingshan extremely happy.
He felt his heart suddenly brighten up.
For sword practitioners, if their mind is clear and happy, their ideas will arise naturally.
It was at this moment that an inexplicable feeling arose spontaneously, causing his mind to enter a strange state.
In front of the dragon statue, Lu Qingshan slowly closed his eyes.
He seemed to be in a God's perspective, feeling the scenes emerging from his mind and passing by with an extremely detached mentality.
That was what he saw, heard, and did after he arrived on the island.
There is an invisible thread that connects everything, forming a complete circle.
Qin Yitian stopped.
She felt that a silent sublimation was taking place in Lu Qingshan.
A force from heaven and earth enveloped him, washing away the dirt on his body.
In her eyes, Lu Qingshan at this moment became spotless and especially clear, like a crystal clear jade.
A moment later, Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and met Qin Yitian's gaze. It could be seen that there was a strange light flowing in Lu Qingshan's dark pupils, which contained a special magical power and attracted people to immerse themselves in it.
Qin Yitian's dark eyes were lost in thought, and he murmured, "Is it...cause and effect?"
Lu Qingshan was stunned and took a look at the data panel.
"Comprehension of artistic conception! ..."
“…You have gained some understanding of the sword intent of [Cause and Effect]!”
Cause and Effect Sword Intent (Incomplete:?): One of the original artistic conception...? ?
"It should be," Lu Qingshan nodded, and then said, "But, it was only touched a little bit."
"The most difficult state of mind is the first realization. Now that you have entered the realm, you may be able to go deeper along this path of realization," Qin Yitian's eyes sparkled as he whispered, "The state of cause and effect is one of the origins of the state of mind..."
There was also a glimmer of hope in Lu Qingshan's eyes.
He naturally knew what the original artistic conception represented.
The power of artistic conception, as one of the most powerful means for high-level cultivators, is not only ever-changing and diverse, but also has extremely obvious differences in strength according to the degree of mystery.
The artistic conception comprehended by ordinary cultivators is just an extremely ordinary one, such as the artistic conception of waves and the artistic conception of water waves. The perception of the power of heaven and earth involved in these things is only a very narrow area, and the power is not too amazing.
The concept of cause and effect, which involves cause and effect, is one of the most powerful and mysterious original conceptions in the world.
Even at the peak of his previous life, he had mastered four realms of mind, and his strongest realm of mind was only the predecessor of the realm of destruction, the sword intent of killing.
Who would have thought that he had just established his foundation and yet he had come into contact with the original state of mind, and the most mysterious state of cause and effect.
The difference between the original artistic conception and the ordinary artistic conception is like the difference between Taoist skills and ordinary skills.
Just as Qin Yitian said, although this realization cannot bring him any benefit at present, it represents a bright future and a possibility.
…
Half a month later.
In Jiaolong Port, three figures stood side by side.
"Brother Lu, these are the materials you need." Mo Yan smiled and handed a storage bag to Lu Qingshan.
This is their Dragon Slaying Sword 's way of thanking Lu Qingshan for helping them slay dragons many times.
Lu Qingshan did not ask for spirit stones, but instead listed some spiritual materials for the Dragon Slaying Sword.
These are the spiritual materials he needs to refine the Five Elements Sword Armor.
With the efforts of many monks in the sect, the Dragon Slaying Sword collected most of the spiritual materials that Lu Qingshan needed in just half a month.
"How are Manager Xue and Madam Mo doing now?" Lu Qingshan teased with some evil taste.
Mo Yan was not angry with Lu Qingshan. He curled his lips and said, "My mother forgave him after she knew that he fell into the Lingyuan to save me."
"What about you?"
Mo Yan's face froze, and he was silent for a while before mumbling, "My mother has forgiven him, what else can I do..."
"Yan told me that he sensed a very familiar aura of strange fire, but that aura was in the inner sea, so after a while, I will go out to sea with Yan to look for this old acquaintance." Mo Yan was a little embarrassed by Lu Qingshan's half-smile, and quickly changed the subject and said: "Besides, Yan Ling needs a fire environment to survive. The place where the strange fire is located must be the most suitable environment for Yan Ling, so even if it's not for the strange fire, I have to go find the location of this strange fire."
"I understand." Lu Qingshan nodded, feeling a little emotional in his heart.
He was sure that Mo Yan, a name he had never heard of in his previous life, would surely resound throughout the human race in this life.
"I just don't know how long it will be before I see Brother Lu again after this separation." Mo Yan couldn't help but sigh.
"Don't worry, if nothing unexpected happens, we will meet again soon." Lu Qingshan said leisurely.
"Huh?" Mo Yan was stunned.
"The mountains are high and the waters are long, so we'll see each other again!" Lu Qingshan didn't say anything else to Mo Yan, and jumped onto the big ship that had been waiting for a long time.
Qin Yitian also followed.
As soon as Lu Qingshan got on the boat, the crew members who had been prepared quickly raised the sails and set sail inland.
Mo Yan stood there for a long time, watching the lone sailboat disappear into the blue sky.
Will it be long we meet again?
Mo Yan was thoughtful.
He knew in his heart that Lu Qingshan was not a person who spoke without purpose. Since he said so, there must be some reason behind it and he must be certain about it.
I just don’t know what the scene will be like when we meet again.
Mo Yan became somewhat expectant.
