Chapter 46: The Road to Artistic Conception

After opening his eyes, Lin Yu sighed, Lori has three good, light voice, soft body, easy to push down.

He felt that he had polluted a pure little white flower, but there was no trace of guilt in his heart, on the contrary, he felt particularly excited.

As a gentleman, this is a necessary cultivation, and you must always maintain the mentality that you will earn three years of blood and not lose the death penalty.

Lin Yu looked up at Lori in front of him, his eyes were still tightly closed, but his little face was red, his eyelids trembled, and he knew that he was pretending to be asleep at a glance.

"Hey, you're awake, aren't you? Why not open your eyes? Lin Yu secretly smiled evilly, but on the surface, he said as if nothing had happened: "Hurry up and don't sleep anymore, don't you want to get power?" Really, you fell asleep under my teaching, are you a little pig? ”

As the saying goes, you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.

That's right, Haori now fully embodies this sentence.

She was almost ashamed to death, she actually had a dream like that, although she had never experienced it, and no one had taught her about it, but she just felt inexplicably shy.

Although she thought that Lin Yu definitely didn't know that she had just had such a dream, she didn't want to face Lin Yu at this time.

As soon as she remembered the things that the boy had done to her in her dream, she couldn't help but heat up, and the feeling was so real that it almost made her wonder if it was a dream or not.

"Okay, okay, anyway, I've already handed over the method of refining chakra to you, you can try it yourself."

Lin Yu pretended to be very helpless, stood up, and when he left, his expression moved slightly: "Yuori, after you refine the chakra, don't use this way to pass the chakra to others, you know." ”

If Haori passes the chakra to someone else, then that person will have an invisible chakra thread with Haori, and at the same time, it will also have a connection with him, the person from whom it originated, and the chakra that is refined will eventually be taken out of his body.

They passed it around like this, not to mention the question of whether their current chakra was enough, but to say that if this really became like that, wouldn't they be no different from the six immortals in the original book?

He's not so fratern, this invisible bond thread on his body, as long as it's enough to connect his childhood sweetheart, other people, he can't take care of it, of course, except for feather coats and feathers, but they don't need to extract chakra from their bodies.

Lin Yu walked to the river, he didn't need Haori's reply, he believed that Haori would definitely listen to him.

When he walked away, Haori secretly opened his eyes, looked at his back, and after glaring fiercely, his face turned even redder.

"Big villain, how can you treat others like that in your dreams, ashamed to death."

When Lin Yu walked to the river, he saw Yu Shi lying on the grass casually, sleeping soundly, and a crossroads suddenly appeared on his forehead.

"I say, if you are so sleepy, why do you wake me up in the morning?"

He thought about how to prank her, looked around, and suddenly a back appeared in his eyes, she sat quietly on a big stone by the river, very peaceful, very quiet, with the pleasant scenery around her, the sound of the river, the golden light of the morning sun, constituted a dreamlike picture.

At this moment, the idea of spoofing feathers disappeared completely.

He was so determined to enjoy this beautiful scenery, his body and mind were completely relaxed, he did not dare to make a sound, afraid of breaking this beautiful scene.

His eyes flashed, his eyes showed a hint of enlightenment, a hint of joy, and he hurriedly used his spiritual power to form a drawing board, paper and brush.

Before he crossed, he had many hobbies, painting is one of them, although the painting is not very good, but sometimes the interest comes, he will paint it casually, when he goes to school, the blank space in the textbook, are his masterpieces, although the consequence of doing this, is to face the teachers that comparable to the general preaching of Tang monks, but he is still happy to do it.

And now, he has a huge spiritual power, he can perceive the subtleties, and his physical fitness is hundreds of times that before he crossed over, and he can control every muscle movement at will!

It can be said that with his current control, isn't it possible to draw whatever he wants? Between heaven and earth, there is no line that he can't draw!

However, when he painted this dream-like beauty, he shook his head with great dissatisfaction, and was extremely disappointed.

Actually, his paintings are very good, every line is natural, and everything he wants to paint is perfectly embodied on the paper, there is grass, there is river, there is a breeze, there is a rising sun, and most importantly, there is that beautiful back, these are all right.

This painting presents reality perfectly, but it lacks a sense of agility, so that people will admire the beauty of this painting at a glance, but it will not give people an immersive feeling, this is just a painting, it is dead, and what he wants is the artistic conception that gives life to this painting.

"Mood!"

Lin Yu pondered, the second gate on the spiritual path is called Xuanmen, where has he been.

In the Xuanmen on the leaves, there is no difference from the scene in the first gate, and in the heart of the source, there are three illusory him.

One is painted with mountains, the other with water, and the other with birds.

He was stunned when he first saw this scene, and it wasn't until he was killed in seconds that he understood the difference between the first gate and the Xuanmen.

His fusion of the power of the Xuan Heavy and the multiple forces is not a unified enemy at all, the one who is wearing a robe painted with mountain peaks, when he makes a move, the whole person seems to turn into a mountain, crushing him, making him feel hopeless.

Obviously, in the outside world, a thousand-bladed peak, he can easily destroy it and step on it.

But in front of the Xuanmen, the mountain that the illusory forest feather turned into made him despair, it was an attack that was directly imprinted on his spirit, directly crushing his heart.

After that, the illusory Lin Yu, who was wearing a robe painted with a river, fought with him, and as soon as he made a move, he had a powerless feeling that he had become a mortal, standing alone in the ocean, facing the earth-shattering waves.

Finally, Lin Yu, who was wearing a painting of birds, stepped forward and pointed out, allowing him to see the opening of heaven and earth, the growth of all things, and the agility of life, presented in front of his eyes.

At that moment, Lin Yu understood Mathers's words, compared to the first door that had no mystery to speak of.

Compared with the Xuanmen, the first gate really has no trace of mystery at all, the first gate allows him to control the body, and this Xuanmen makes him understand the artistic conception.

From yesterday to the moment before, he had a headache about such a mysterious thing as artistic conception, and he had no clue at all.

He really wanted to fight against those three illusory people all the time, and realize the artistic conception in the battle with them, but unfortunately, if he failed three times, he would die and die, but the rule made him prohibitive.

The first time is a display, it doesn't count, but after that, it's better not to try it easily before you are sure to open the second door directly.

If you want to improve, you have to understand the artistic conception in reality, and just now, he saw the agility of life, but unfortunately he didn't catch it in the end, and he didn't imprint it on paper.

However, this wisp of artistic conception that he saw by chance gave him a clue and gave him a general direction.

He raised his head in disappointment, and when he looked at the back again, with nature, although it was still beautiful, that wisp of agility was gone.

He knows that this is a matter of his mentality, and the artistic conception is really mysterious. Sometimes, she exists somewhere, but there is no one that fits her mentality, but you can't see it.

His state of mind just now was a moment of selflessness after a sudden discovery. This kind of mentality, if you want him to reproduce it, the degree of difficulty is the same as the artistic conception of enlightenment!

"It's still a pity!" Lin Yu sighed.

At this time, the owner of the back had already sensed the movement here, turned his head, and looked at him inexplicably.

"Hamura, what are you crazy about? Come here, my sister has something to ask you. Feather beckoned to him.

"Oh."

Lin Yu calmed down and walked over according to his words.