Chapter 1601 (2/2)

For a while, song Yan was totally immersed in the action of the figure.

But soon, his brow began to wrinkle, because the action of the figure changed, very similar to the action just now, specious.

Song Yan carefully observed the movements after the change, but found that these movements still fit the world very well.

Before long, the action of the figure changed again.

In the following time, the figure is constantly changing. At the end of the day, the action is totally different from the beginning, but song Yan has a strange feeling, which is the same action.

In this moment, his brain light flash, it seems to understand: ”do not pay attention to shape but meaning!”

Therefore, he no longer pays attention to the movement change, but realizes the artistic conception which the human figure displays these movements.

The reason why the emperor's Scripture is precious is that it can't be recorded in words, because the words can't explain the mystery of the emperor's scripture at all.Moreover, the same Sutra, but everyone's understanding and cultivation of the Sutra is completely different.

Time flies by.

Song Yan has completely ignored the action of the figure, completely immersed in the special artistic conception. At the same time, his body moves with it, fast and slow, strong and weak.

Finally, three hours passed.

Song Yan was directly out of the illusion, the young man reappeared and took away the emperor's Sutra.

”The master said, you can understand here!”

Leaving a word, the young man drifted away.

Song Yan didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he sat down in the same place and thought about what he saw in those three hours.

The palace next door.

Wang family leader is playing chess with Wang Tianlong.

”Master, how much do you think Chu fan can understand?” Asked Wang Tianlong.

The head of the Wang family smiled: ”in three hours, he can understand how much, can understand some fur is good, but, this also completed our Wang family's commitment to him!”

Wang Tianlong nodded in deep thought: ”also, it's necessary to know that Wang Teng has observed the Sutra for more than 100 times, and it took more than ten years to create his own Sutra of practice!”

”Now, concentrate on playing chess!” The head of the Wang family said in a deep voice. At once, Wang Tianlong looked awe inspiring and dared not say any more words.

Quiet room.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Three hours passed.

Five hours later, song Yan finally walked out of the quiet room, with a satisfied smile on his lips. Yes, he used five hours to initially create his own prototype of the emperor's Sutra according to that artistic conception, and named it ”the Sutra of manslaughter”.

That night.

Song Yan once again entered the shrine, using thousands of times of time, to improve the book of manslaughter.

Constant deduction, constant attempt.

Song Yan didn't realize the passage of time at all. He was totally immersed in the happiness of perfecting the book of murders.

When he woke up again, it was three years since he found the temple.

However, his book of killing has been completely perfected and can be practiced.

[author's aside]: first, thank you, Guangzhou, wisdom life, eagles in the sky, cool Sheng rhyme and dye the dream, for your great reward