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Chapter 133 Who Can Kill Him!
What is the most important thing about psychological counseling? Xu Chuan has no experience in this area, but in the era of information explosion in his previous life, Xu Chuan also knows some knowledge about this area. Psychological counseling, first and most important, must first be clear Once you have determined what direction you want the other party's psychology to go, and then you want to do this, you must first understand the other party's current psychology.

Xu Chuan is very sure that Xia Wuzheng has absolute potential and is absolutely qualified to win "Huang"!

Xia Wuzheng said he was not sure... Was it because he was not confident?Not confident that you can reach the fifth level of artistic conception?

Well, if someone else said that he was not confident, Xu Chuan would only admit it and would not doubt it. The fifth level of the legendary artistic conception is a height that people look up to.Can it be achieved casually?

Emperor Xia's special edict, in which congenitally reaching the fifth level of the legendary artistic conception is a path.This shows the difficulty.

Others can't do it.

But Xia Wuzheng is different.Xia Wuzheng was born to be the fourth level of the legendary artistic conception, if anyone is sure to reach the fifth level in a short time, then he is definitely that one.

Xu Chuan took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I believe you can do it."

Xia Wuzheng couldn't help laughing, looking at Xu Chuan's serious expression, he felt a touch of emotion in his heart. Many people in the world have known each other for a lifetime, but some people have only met each other a few times, but they have confidantes. Feeling, nothing else, nothing more than a word of trust.He admires and trusts Xu Chuan's vision, and sometimes he can feel that Xu Chuan can see what others can't see, and can turn decay into magic. Previously, Xu Chuan bet on Liu Sanjie, he really couldn't see Liu Sanjie There is no chance of winning, but I still believe in Xu Chuan.

In fact, Xu Chuan really had a unique vision. Whether it was the gossip from Qian Xiaolou or not, he won anyway.

But now Xu Chuan's trust in him seems to be more confident than himself.But he felt that Xu Chuan had misjudged this time.Seeing Xu Chuan's serious expression, Xia Wuzheng gratefully picked up the jug and poured Xu Chuan a glass of wine, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your trust, but unfortunately, many things in this world can't be done without confidence. "

Xu Chuan took a drink from his glass and said, "My level of artistic conception is not as good as yours... It is useless to say that the guidance is useless, can you tell me what is the difficulty?"

"Where is the difficulty?" Xia Wuzheng choked up.

He looked out of the cabin, the bright moon hung high outside the window, and the cold light poured down, illuminating the entire earth.The blue waves are rippling on the Hongsi Lake.

"The road to practice, acquired, congenital, golden elixir, nascent soul... all have laws to follow, we just need to improve step by step. Artistic conception...Although it is more about comprehension, there are also guidelines, the same is true. To be honest, my artistic conception has improved enough Fast, because I took a shortcut."

"Ok?"

Xia Wuzheng's face turned serious.

"The artistic conception of my saber technique has improved fast enough because of...one claw...one claw of a big monster." He said.Speaking of this, Xu Chuan clearly felt a murderous aura coming.

That is pure murderous aura, condensed to the extreme murderous aura!
Just like Xia Wuzheng's murderous aura when he killed the peacock monster at the Xia Yuan banquet!
Xia Wuzheng will never forget that claw. On that day, his mother died under that claw. That claw snatched his closest relatives away from him.That claw was deeply imprinted in his mind like a brand.

He practiced sword skills like a madman, and that claw kept appearing in his mind. At the beginning, his sword skills were not fast enough, so he desperately pursued the speed. Faster and faster, stronger and stronger, and then through the artistic conception, the artistic conception is close to that claw.

Hurry up!
That claw was mixed with his fear, hatred, killing intent, and the affection of missing his mother.

These emotions are also integrated into his sword technique, and his artistic conception of sword technique continues to improve, but after reaching the fourth level.Xia Wuzheng suddenly discovered...his saber technique has reached the pinnacle of that claw, and even surpassed it.

He suddenly had no guidance, just like before, there was a mountain in front of him, and he couldn't breathe because of this mountain. He kept climbing and going up, until there was no way ahead before he knew it, and he realized that he was already on the top of the mountain. up.

"I don't have that feeling of oppression and suffocation anymore, not even for any opponent. My artistic conception stops at the fourth floor. This...maybe my limit." Xia Wuzheng said slowly.

After Xu Chuan listened, he understood very well the requirements of the artistic conception for touching the soul, especially the artistic conception of the legendary level. Xia Wuzheng's experience shaped him now.

But Xu Chuan disagreed with saying that claw was a shortcut and a guide.

That is just a motivation, a short-term goal, and it is by no means a necessity for Xia Wuzheng to grow up to where he is today. It is just a tragedy, a psychological shadow.

Xu Chuan looked at him, and retorted: "Is that monster's claw really very good? Without that claw, wouldn't there be no way to give guidance to other sword techniques? Not necessarily. You put that claw It is so important, just because it takes away the most important relatives in your life, you hate it, hate... It is a kind of motivation, but it is by no means the whole of life. I believe that there are more things in the world worthy of you Pursue."

Xia Wuzheng said: "I know, I also try to observe other people's artistic conception, even this time I participated in the exquisite artistic conception game, I also want to learn from other people's artistic conception, but the feeling is different, after all, it is a reference, there is no such touch."

Xu Chuan smiled: "You are the fourth level of the legendary artistic conception, whose artistic conception can match yours. How much pressure can you give you, how much can you learn from."

Xia Wuzheng nodded slightly.

Yes, he was not touched at all, this is the difficulty he is encountering now.

Xu Chuan never thought that he was a good psychological counseling teacher, especially when facing such outstanding people. Tell people where to find knowledge?Isn't that misleading people?
Xu Chuan secretly glanced at Xia Wuzheng's future scene through the future catalog. In the picture scroll, Xia Wuzheng was wearing a golden armor, standing on a city wall, holding the short knife in his hand, as if he was facing some great enemy.

It can be seen that the enemy made him very dignified and special, and the expression on his face was full of solemnity, even with a bit of respect.

Next to it is a large line of characters "Xianwangcheng, three tricks will belong."

This future scene obviously has nothing to do with Xu Chuan's psychological counseling now.The only cheat is also useless.

Only on your own.

So Xu Chuan didn't say anything else, he just said solemnly: "I once heard a saying that the most important thing for a person is to find his own world, and only when he finds his own world can life be meaningful. Mr. Wu Zheng, You are the most accomplished person I have seen so far in terms of the artistic conception of sword art. The artistic conception of sword art belongs to your world, so don’t doubt, there is absolutely no shortcut to anything in the world. Your artistic conception of sword art depends on yourself You don’t need to learn from anyone or defeat anyone, and you don’t need to compare with anyone, so there is no reason to give up or admit defeat.”

"From the fourth level to the fifth level of the artistic conception, the one you have to defeat is yourself. In the final duel, I will bet on you, so don't let me lose everything."

Xu Chuan finished all the encouraging words that could come to mind in one breath.

Luck plus one hundred.

Xia Wuzheng smiled leisurely, they were all people with a firm heart, how could they suddenly understand just because of a word, but he could still feel Xu Chuan's kindness.

……

Outside the cabin, Zhu Yuanziyu gave Princess Miaoyin a thumbs up, and Princess Miaoyin smiled and gave her big eyes.

Looking at the undulating lake.

"If you like someone, you will be proud of him and secretly happy for him."

Is this what the prince said?
Maybe not, it was added by Princess Miaoyin herself. In short, at this moment, she smiled extremely sweetly.

The party on the boat fell apart.

Xu Chuan and Princess Miaoyin walked on the shore together, Zhang Tong, Chu Guangxiong, Fenggu Langu and others followed from afar.

"Excuse me, my son-in-law, I'm not good at instructing, and I can't bear Ziyu's begging..." Princess Miaoyin smiled lightly.Earlier, she was the one who asked Xu Chuan and Xia Wuzheng to talk through voice transmission. Xu Chuan was able to give her enough face by being so dedicated.

"It's just a trivial matter. Although Mr. Wuzheng and I had no personal relationship in the past, we still admire him." Xu Chuan said with a smile.Is his psychological counseling useful today... I'm afraid it won't be effective.

"By the way, princess, you told me that Huang must win in advance, but do you know his identity?" Xu Chuan asked.In front of Zhuyuan Ziyu and Xia Wuzheng before, he didn't want to ask too many questions.

Princess Miaoyin showed a strange expression on her face, and said softly: "He is the direct descendant of the Dahuang clan, and his cultivation is extremely good."

Xu Chuan didn't notice the change in Princess Miaoyin's expression, but said clearly: "It turns out that they are descendants of the Dahuang clan. The power on the surface?"

Xu Chuan is now instinctively curious about exploring the foundation of the Liuzu clan.

Princess Miaoyin smiled sweetly this time: "The Dahuang Clan has many powerful people, but in terms of power... Lianbao Mountain is owned by the Dahuang Clan."

"Refining Treasure Mountain..."

The two figures were talking and walking by the lake, reflecting the hustle and bustle on the lake that had not dissipated. The silvery lake water was winding like a jade belt, and a few rows of willows were dancing in the night.The grass is green and the colorful unknown flowers sway gently in the grass. In the eyes of others, the two look like a newlywed couple swimming together by the lake.

……

Xia Wuzheng sat in the cabin, and Zhuyuan Ziyu sat silently at the side.Xia Wuzheng listened to Xu Chuan's words at that time, and only regarded it as a friend's encouragement. Now he calmed down and slowly savored what Xu Chuan said.

"The one you have to overcome is yourself."

As he thought about it, he unconsciously asked himself, how many days and nights he practiced sword skills, how many days and nights he pursued, has he really reached his limit?
……

Three days later, Xia Wuzheng was internally selected by the Zhuyuan clan as the final defending champion. In the four-in-two duel, the first match was the winner of the second day, Qin Absolute, and the mysterious monk "Huang" on the fifth day. .

This night also attracted many people.The five spectators bet on shortage without exception.Qin Jue was also very courageous. Although the odds of winning were pitifully small, he still took up the challenge.

Leaving aside the grand occasion of the Yijing Linglong Bureau, the other side.Tao Mansion was also very lively, even Di Junwei was alarmed.

The surrounding big families sent their servants to wait and see, but they saw that the so-called Emperor Junwei was just three military guards, the middle one was wearing golden armor, and a flying sword shining with blue light was floating in front of him. There was a corpse lying down at his feet. The corpse had a rough face, but it had been cut into two by a sword at this moment.

Blood flowed all over the place.

The emperor's military guard in the center is Yan Feng, and the corpse under his feet is Tao Zezong, Tao Yuan's eldest son!A few days ago, Yan Feng heard Senior Brother Lu go back and report that someone meddled in his business and beat him back, and he was very angry, but because Yan Feiyun was at the house, he restrained himself a lot.

Tonight, Yan Feiyun continued to go to Hongsi Lake to participate in the Yijing Linglong game, Yan Feng immediately couldn't hold back his actions, and brought two of Di Junwei's newly-acquainted colleagues to help out, and came to the door dressed in Di Junwei's armor .

He, Yan Feng, asked himself that the etiquette of his senior brother was still up to the mark, but Tao's toast did not eat or drink fines, and even injured his senior brother rudely, how could Yan Feng not say that.

When Tao Yuan came to the door, Tao Yuan still wanted to reason, but Miss Kou'er refused Yan Feng even more sternly. Yan Feng was extremely angry, but at this moment Tao Zezong came up to push them to let them out, Yan Feng immediately had a fit, claiming that Tao Zezong hurt him, and directly fencing the sword Cut the latter!
At this moment, the Tao family was red-eyed, Miss Kou'er threw herself on Tao Zezong's body and wept bitterly, and Tao Yuan sent a high-grade magic weapon long knife to kill Yan Feng.

The revenge of murdering sons is inseparable!

Yan Feng was not afraid at all, he laughed and said that he died due to fighting skills, and he died for what he deserved, and then went up to the fight brazenly. Although Tao Yuan licked blood, he had experienced many life and death battles, but Yan Feng was the young master of Qingxuan Sword Sect after all, Yan Feiyun Cultivated with all my heart and soul, the sword art is incomparably mysterious and really amazing.After a moment of confrontation, they had the upper hand.

Tao Yuan watched his eldest son's tragic death with his own eyes, so he didn't have any sense, and he wanted to bite off a piece of Yan Feng's flesh if he wanted to die.

Di Junwei should have been notified long ago when the two Jindan monks were fighting, but one of the fighting skills at this moment is Di Junwei, who cares?
Someone is in charge!
In just a moment, the handlers of the golden elixir of the priesthood arrived, and all the handlers in purple robes rushed over, which stopped the two from fighting.Ask why.

The Tao family was excited, and Tao Zezong's body was right in front of them.Naturally, Yan Feng must be taken down.

But Yan Feng was not afraid, he was a Golden Core cultivator, he killed a Xiantian with his fighting skills, this was a record, and he could only blame that Xiantian for being stupid.And he is the emperor's military guard, who is he afraid of?Seeing that the handler of the golden elixir of the priesthood was about to take him away, he was furious and said: "Catch me? Blind your dog eyes, I am the military guard of Emperor Junwei! My father is the lord of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, Do you dare to catch me?"

The cleric handler rolled his eyes: "So what about Emperor Junwei, who came to the door and killed innocent people indiscriminately, so he should be arrested! Qingxuan Sword Sect? What kind of thing..."

Those two Emperor Junwei didn't expect Yan Feng to attack so fiercely, they just came to help out, they didn't expect the latter to make such a big fuss, they immediately stood aside obediently and didn't say a word.

Yan Feng was still domineering and said: "You dare to insult my sect? You are so courageous, and have the ability to fight me openly, I will show you how powerful my Qingxuan Sword Sect's sword art is!"

Not to mention those cleric handlers are stunned now, even the people in the capital watching the excitement are also stunned. Whose fool is this?Did you come to the capital for a murder contest?Want to fight the priesthood handler?
"What? Don't dare to do it? Haha, then get the hell out of here..." He still shouted.

At this moment, several divine lights flashed, and in the blink of an eye, six figures wearing silver trimmings appeared in the field, their aura spread out, majestic and mighty, they were all Nascent Soul monks, the coercion permeated, and immediately let Yan Feng was dumbfounded, and forced him to tremble.

Everyone was shocked.

Then a tall figure came. When the figure came, he was still wearing a white jade mask. When he came, the mask was taken off, revealing a handsome face, dressed in brocade and jade belt, with extraordinary momentum. When he saw Tao Zezong's body on the ground and the weeping Miss Kou'er, and Tao Yuan whose blood-filled pupils looked at Yan Feng as if they were breathing fire.

The simple-minded man is angry!He thought these bastards wouldn't come!
"Damn!"

Da Huang Yu let out a low growl, and raised his hand, a small sun appeared around Yan Feng who was wearing the emperor's guard armor, and the scorching true energy surged, extremely terrifying, as if it could destroy Yan Feng instantly in the next moment.

Yan Feng was also heartbroken, and wanted to resist with Yujian, but found that his true essence didn't obey him, and he was even more horrified.

"Wait a minute, son. This man is Emperor Junwei. He cannot be killed. If he is to be dealt with, he must be handed over to the imperial court! Otherwise, the master will be angry." A Yuanying monk in silver silk robes said anxiously.

Da Huang Yu's eyes contained evil spirits, he wanted to kill Yan Feng with a wave of his hands, but he had to listen to what the guards said, especially when he heard that his father would be angry, so he could only hold back the murderous aura, gritted his teeth and said, "Say, who can Kill him!"

The guard turned his mind for a moment, and could only think of one place.

"The Metropolitan Procuratorate!"

(End of this chapter)