Chapter 271 Extra clock [Please vote for me! 】


Chapter 271: Extra clock [Please vote for me! 】

"Sorry, sorry, I'm a little late."

With a loud apology, a gust of black wind fell to the ground, and the figures of Zen Master Yun and Wang Rulin appeared together. The mountain behind Taoist Palace.

"We paid for calling you here this time, and any time wasted will be deducted from the fee." Feng Daoren rolled his eyes and said.

“It’s not all my fault. Why did you ask the great monk to find me, and you didn’t bring a mount with you? We’ve traveled thousands of miles, and we came here together!” Wang Rulin called out. tone.

"Didn't I go to the Wall-facing Temple?" Feng Taoist replied.

“Why don’t you pick me up and let the great monk go to Mianbi Temple?” Wang Rulin said.

"He is a disciple of Jilei Temple. When he goes to Mianbi Temple, is he going to borrow something or grab something?" Feng Taoist said angrily, "Who told you to give up the Sanqing Dao and become a vulgar martial artist? Now you know you are tired. ”

“Hey.” Wang Rulin rolled up his sleeves, “Let’s have a fight and show you where I am.”

“Time is tight, I won’t play with you. A child's temper." Feng Taoist said weakly.

Wang Rulin continued to shout: "Whoever is a coward is a dog."

Feng Taoist glared: "Backlash!"

"It's almost done, you two." Master Yun waved his sleeves to interrupt their bickering. , said: "I invite you here this time to help our disciple from Jilei Temple practice and strengthen his missing parts."

"Oh?" Wang Rulin smiled and said, "Your Jilei Temple is known as the North The Holy Land of Martial Arts also needs me to help with some martial arts problems?”

“It’s not a martial arts problem, what I want you to help him with is... the art of war,” Master Yun said.

Wang Rulin frowned: "This thing depends on talent, how can I teach it?"

"Just be more restrained." Feng Taoist continued: "Let him learn to be more clever, and don't learn all the five poisons. Okay.”

“It won’t be enough in just a few days.” Zen Master Yun said.

"No problem." Wang Rulin said again: "Then let me see my apprentice first."

"You are late, he has just entered the ten-wheel clock practice. You If you want to see him, you have to wait at least six days." As he said this, Feng Daoren took out the golden bell from his sleeve, but as soon as he took it out, his pupils widened, "Eh?"

You can see through the golden bell light wall that Liang Yue is standing upright with his eyes slightly dim. There is an invisible Taoist vortex surrounding his body, and the surrounding spiritual energy is concentrated around him.

Zen Master Yun also blinked, "Has he...enlightened?"

Feng Taoist was greatly surprised, "He has not been in for a moment, even if it is ten times longer inside, that is In about an hour, you actually had an epiphany? "

"Haha." Wang Rulin shook his head, "Don't you understand this? My disciple, epiphany, is like breathing. Simple.”

……

Liang Yue within the Ten Wheel Bell has indeed gained something.

Just looking at the halo of light on the clock wall, he found that the Enlightenment Tree seemed to have some influence on him. He has practiced under the Enlightenment Tree for a long time, and now even if he leaves there, he feels that it is still easier for him to see the flowing charm of the Tao.

On the light wheels, he could vaguely feel the rhythm of time surrounding them.

It seems that the time outside is like a river. Every time it passes through a light wheel, it will be accelerated. The same is true for the river of time leaving, and its flow will be slowed down.

In this way, the time inside the clock becomes ten times that outside.

And all these mysteries are accomplished through the rhyme on the light wheel.

The success of time depends on it.

He tried to pick up the rhyme. He couldn't use his hands. He could only visualize and comprehend it. At least when he saw it, he already had the prerequisite for enlightenment.

There was no sun or moon here. I don’t know how long it had passed, but when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were horribly bright. "Time." Liang Yue muttered leisurely, opened his palms, and suddenly shook his hands. He couldn't see how the palm's trajectory was moving, and it had already appeared in another place.

This palm seems to be very slow, but it is very fast.

He sacrificed without leaving a name, and with a flash of sword light, he moved sideways and slashed, as if it was passing through thin air.

“My mastery of Tao Yun is not enough to cast such a mysterious light wheel, but I can condense it into the sword body, making my sword power elusive.” Liang Yue expressed his opinion about integrating it into the sword body. In the martial arts, I gained some insights.

It is easy to crack whether it is purely fast or slow, but it is the most powerful when it is fast and slow, fast and slow, and unpredictable.

Perhaps this is the secret of the fast and slow sword.

Thinking like this, he moved forward with his sword technique. The sword light was sharp and fast, then paused, and then appeared a few feet away, like a ghost.

Outside the Golden Bell, the three older generation geniuses all showed surprised expressions.

Even Wang Rulin, who had some understanding of his apprentice's talent, was also shocked, "I didn't expect that he would understand the boundless path of time so quickly and integrate it into martial arts. If given another time, he would Maybe he will be able to understand my one sword to become an immortal!"

"Is that the last sword of your three swords?" Master Yun murmured: "If he can be in front of the master's realm! Is it possible to master the Three Ultimate Sword and complete the one you failed to complete?"

"I don't know." Wang Rulin shook his head, "I only know that if he masters the one sword to become an immortal, then No matter what realm he is in, there will never be any opponents below the master realm.”

Feng Taoist didn't understand martial arts and didn't know what it meant, but he also knew how powerful Wang Rulin's sword was to seal the immortal.

The three unique swords created by Wang Rulin are: ascending to the blue sky, asking for the moon, and conferring immortality with one sword.

It was because of that third sword that he earned the nickname "Invincible to the gods within ten feet".

This is a trick used by a peerless genius like Wang Rulin. If Liang Yue understood it when he was below the master level, how terrifying would his understanding be?

Isn’t it necessary to eat the bark and stir-fried roots of the Enlightenment tree every day?

He even felt a little scary.

The more one has been a proud person, the more one can understand the defiance of this.

At this time, Wang Rulin gave him a push and said: "I don't want your reward, let's change it to another condition. You can add a few more haloes to my apprentice so that he can practice longer."< br>
"Okay." Feng Daoren nodded. Even if Wang Rulin didn't say anything, he should do this in order to win the battle to seize the city.

I saw Feng Daoist holding the golden bell with his left hand, and three white haloes of light formed in the palm of his right hand. He turned his palm and clasped it on the golden bell.

"Boy, let me add a clock to you!"

Phew——

In the world inside the golden clock, Liang Yue saw that the nebula halo outside suddenly added three more , that Taoist charm is getting stronger and stronger!

......

At the same time, in a hot pot restaurant at the foot of Daogong Mountain.

Yan Shenbing, Lin Fenghe, and Wu Handing were sitting in front of a pot of steaming red oil, with relaxed smiles on their faces.

Wu Handing said with a smile: "What my father said is indeed true. There are only four best ways to cultivate friendship: carrying swords and guns together, sharing the same window, going to jail together, and eating red oil hot pot together. .”

“It doesn’t sound like it rhymes?” Lin Fenghe asked keenly.

“Why do you pay so much attention to it?” Yan Shenbing also smiled and said: “Two worthy brothers, eat quickly. No wonder they all say that they should eat hot pot when they come to this world. By the way, seeing this I remember, have you ever eaten..."

"No!" Lin Fenghe and Wu Handing both opened their eyes, "Brother, stop talking and use your chopsticks!"


The private room was filled with happy air for a while.

Good morning.

 

(End of this chapter)

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