At the critical moment of life and death, such a sudden and mysterious voice was full of endless temptation, but Yun Tianfeng remained unmoved.
The man in the dark then continued: "Don't worry, Mr. Bai practices pure martial arts, which is different from those of devils. As Mr. Bai's unnamed disciple, you won't think of a thief as your father or an accomplice."
The corners of Yun Tianfeng's mouth curled up slightly and he nodded slightly.
I readily agreed, just because the sun wheel spirit in the dantian qi sea said it was feasible.
The next moment, space ripples spread along with the breath of the river of time.
In just an instant, great changes took place in this world.
The leaves in the air became still, the sand and dust on the ground, the shouts of killing in the ears, and even Wanhua Palace Demon Cultivator Wantong in the alley, all fell into a state of stillness.
Immediately afterwards, a hand stretched out from the indescribable dimension space, grabbed Yun Tianfeng's shoulder, and with a lift, the stars shifted and the universe shifted.
After a moment of trance, Yun Tianfeng looked up and looked around. The sky was gray and the ground was also gray. It was like he was suspended in a world of gray clouds, but he felt down to earth.
Boo hoo hoo hoo…
Suddenly, a sound broke through the air, and wooden chopsticks appeared in front of Yun Tianfeng in a vertical line.
"This is the method of 'Time flies', what a great skill, senior!"
As a close disciple of Kunlunzi, Yun Tianfeng lacks some common sense in the world of mortals, but he is quite familiar with most high-end methods. He has extensive knowledge and can see through the opponent's methods instantly.
The so-called "Time flies" is an extraordinary method of stealing a piece of pure land in the long river of time after the speed is increased to the extreme.
In other words, it is to steal an independent time and space outside of normal time, which is extremely mysterious.
"What senior? Since you nodded just now, you should call me master!"
The mysterious man's voice echoed with displeasure.
Yun Tianfeng took a deep breath, clasped his hands into fists, and lowered his head slightly: "Yun Tianfeng pays homage to Master."
In the world of spiritual practice, anyone who teaches one's skills can be called a master. There can be many masters who practice hundreds of schools and accommodate hundreds of rivers.
But while passing on skills, it is also the master who passes on spirit, will, belief and life direction. A person usually only recognizes one in his life.
"Time is of the essence, so Mr. Bai will not talk nonsense. First, I will briefly introduce to you the characteristics of our sect."
"The name of our stunt is [Thousand Jue Secret Record], and it is divided into three parts. The first part is hand kung fu, the second part is foot kung fu, and the third part is the kung fu of hiding from the sky. With your current physical condition, if you want to counterattack To kill this little devil like Wanhua Palace, we can only rely on the skills of our feet."
"Did you see the fifty chopsticks in front of you?"
Yun Tianfeng nodded. The fifty chopsticks were all standing on the ground, making it difficult to see them.
"Can you touch all the chopsticks in one breath?"
"What's so hard about this?"
Yun Tianfeng smiled confidently, immediately put on airs, and then rushed out like a cheetah charging.
A breath of time and a distance of fifty meters are not difficult for Yun Tianfeng.
"It's too early for you to be happy. Now if you add fifty chopsticks, can you still do it?"
As the mysterious man's words came, fifty more chopsticks stood on the ground. In this way, it was one hundred meters.
Yun Tianfeng took up his stance again, still sprinting at full speed, but in one breath, he could only reach the eightieth chopstick position.
"That's it?" The mysterious man seemed very dissatisfied.
A breath takes almost two seconds, and now Yun Tianfeng can only sprint at a speed of forty meters per second, which is obviously not enough.
"Master, please give me another chance. I will not let you down."
Yun Tianfeng took a deep breath and returned to his original position, then used his internal energy, exerted force on his legs, and shot out with a bang like an arrow from a string.
The speed reached about two hundred meters per second.
This is a burst step that can increase Yun Tianfeng's top speed by nearly five times in a burst of short-distance sprinting.
"It's barely enough, but it's still not enough. It's still these hundred chopsticks. In the same breath, you not only have to touch all the chopsticks, but you can't let any chopsticks sink into the soil after being stressed, and you can't let any chopsticks sink into the soil. Can you do it if the chopsticks are blown to the ground by the air current you stirred up?" the mysterious man asked again.
"Ah? You can't even do this... the fourth level of riding the wind, right?" Yun Tianfeng suddenly had a headache, raised his hand to scratch the back of his head, and couldn't think of a way.
He can run 100 meters in two seconds, but he must touch the chopsticks while running. It is too difficult to prevent any chopsticks from falling to the ground without stepping on them and inserting them into the soil. .
The same realm can only be achieved by immortal cultivators using magic.
"Others can't do it in the fourth realm, but I, someone's disciple, must do it even in the third realm."
As the mysterious man's words resounded, dense numbers of figures appeared in all directions.
These figures are extremely blurry, with no faces visible, and they almost cover the sky. There may be tens of thousands, or there may be more than one.
Before Yun Tianfeng had time to count, all the shadowy figures rushing over like swallows returning to their nests.
Immediately afterwards, before Yun Tianfeng could even react, his whole body was surrounded by these figures and thrown into the air.
Each of the densely packed figures gave Yun Tianfeng an attack, making Yun Tianfeng's whole body crackle without any resistance.
Every joint and every muscle was not spared, they were all ravaged.
And it all happens and ends in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the last phantom appeared. He pointed at Yun Tianfeng's eyebrows, and three sets of mental techniques and cultivation experiences with the general name "Qianjue" were transmitted into Yun Tianfeng's mind.
"Boy, this move of Time flies can steal at most one month from the long river of time. With Bai's cultivation level, he can only use it once in a year. Whether you can survive and fight back to kill your opponent depends entirely on you. "
The gray world became quiet, and Yun Tianfeng sat cross-legged, flipping through the [Qianjue] secret book in his mind, focusing especially on the footwork.
[Qianjuebu] is about increasing the ultimate speed under the ultimate agility, reaching the highest level, and even being able to travel through multiple layers of space. It is possible to go from cave to subspace or even higher latitude space, but it is difficult to practice. It is also rare in the world.
"The first level is flying flowers and butterflies. At this level, you can move quickly among the flowers and dance like a butterfly, leaving no footprints or traces."
"To deal with Wantong, this first level is enough, and this set of footwork uses physical strength and cleverness. It requires very little internal strength. There is a high probability that in the current physical condition, you can find it at the minimum cost." If you get a chance to get close, you can kill Wantong with one strike!"
After reading it, Yun Tianfeng felt extremely uneasy.
The more knowledgeable he becomes, the more he understands the preciousness of this secret book. This is the secret that is enough to be regarded as a sect-suppressing book by the most transcendent forces in the world. But now, just because he nodded, he became an anonymous disciple. Being taught is like dreaming, very unreal.
Regardless of Yunzhong City, which only had one person, and Kunlun, which had only two people before, among the other transcendental forces, not to mention the direct disciples of the inner disciples, the inherited disciples may not have the opportunity to obtain learning qualifications.
"Who is this cheap master? Why is he so willing to teach me a secret book like [Qianjue]?"
Yun Tianfeng shook his head fiercely. This was not a question he could figure out now. Maybe it would be better to ask the other party in person if he had the opportunity in the future. The most important thing at the moment was to reach the first level of Thousand Juebu first.
Beyond the long river of time, an extremely slovenly-looking man might not have washed his hair for several months. He was sitting cross-legged in the mist of time, with a glass of wine brought from Sikong Jie beside him. While drinking, he watched the young man's behavior. Cultivation status.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the void next to the man, and a childish child who looked milky walked out of it, with a little helplessness on his brows.
"It's not unreasonable for people in the world to rank you second among the top ten warriors. If you don't steal, if you don't steal, I didn't expect that you can even steal time now. But in comparison, I am even more surprised. The strange thing is that you actually passed on your unique skills as a thief to this kid, what on earth do you think?"
"Can't figure it out?"
"I really can't figure it out. A great thief steals for nothing. He doesn't start early without profit. He never does anything that is not good for himself. In addition, you were caught by Kunlunzi when you stole to Kunlun Mountain. You almost didn't get caught by Kunlunzi. You went to fill up the Demonic Abyss in the Sea Cave. After that, you harbored resentment towards Kunlunzi, and now you teach your unique skills to Kunlunzi’s disciples. How many people in this world can understand this?"
"Tch, no wonder you can train yourself like a little brat when practicing swordsmanship. Sure enough, your brain is not working well."
The child smiled slightly but was not angry.
Bai BuTou stretched out, his eyes shining with excitement.
"When I went to steal the Kunlun Mirror, I was punished by that old boy from Kunlunzi. I had to avenge this revenge. But now that he is dead, what should I do? If you think about it from another angle, the young man you see now is Today's Kunlun only seedling, is it not an exaggeration to say that he is the current head of Kunlun? It doesn't matter that the old guy in Kunlunzi doesn't let me steal the Kunlun Mirror. Now I have even stolen the Kunlun mirror under my sect. In the end, I won. !”
"Your explanation..." The young man rolled his eyes, thinking that this was simply nonsense, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed to make some sense.
"Speaking of which, you have been practicing swordsmanship in the long river of time. I'm afraid you don't know that that bastard Nv Erhong is about to be beaten to death. If you don't help, one of the three great sword masters in Shushan will be missing!"
"Nerrong is not that weak!" The young man was unmoved.
Bai BuTou sneered: "Nuer Hong fought against two members of the Seven Evils alone. I dare not say victory, but self-protection is indeed no problem, but do you really think there is no helper behind the Seven Evils?"
"This is his calamity. Whether he lives or dies depends entirely on him. I'm more interested in whether this kid can learn your unique skills..."
