Qin Feng heard it in a fog, he chuckled in his heart, and the old man really found him and was still talking to him.

However, he breathed a sigh of relief, the old man's aura was terrifying, but he was not much hostile to him as a law stealer.

Hearing the old man's whisper, the nine Tianjiao looked at each other, and released their qi machines to search the void, but they didn't find anything abnormal.

They scratched their heads one by one, and no one could detect Qin Feng.

Qin Feng was a little uncomfortable at the moment, as a law stealer, his deeds were exposed, and he was sensed by the old man, which made his face crimson.

Therefore he stood there and did not make a sound, like a child who had done something wrong, waiting for the old man's fate.

He was actually very curious in his heart, the old man's identity was very unusual, his origin was amazing, he must know a lot of secrets, and at the same time, the old man's words were amazing, which made him staggered.

Even if these secrets couldn't be touched, if he could ask the old man some cultivation knowledge, he would be of infinite use.

However, Qin Feng still held back. There were only a hundred of his divine patterns left, and his consciousness had gradually blurred, as if his consciousness would leave here at any time and return to his original body.

Qin Feng was very helpless, he didn't know the origin of this place, the mysterious and obscure tree, and the lifeless river, he couldn't figure out the origin.

He only remembered that this place was in a bubble on the surface of the river, and the truth was in the same bubble, like the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water.

This meant that it would be difficult for him to come here a second time, and that he would be lost when he left this time.

Qin Feng guessed that the broken plaque was the key to it, and the mantra imprint he possessed was like a key that opened the door to this place.

The big tree he saw, every branch was like an ancient road, the lifeless river, just hanging on the giant tree, and the fist-sized bubbles on the big river were even more extraordinary, and there was a projection of the real world.

Qin Feng's spiritual power disappeared further, and he was gloomy for a while. The experience here began to blur, as if it had been erased by some unknown force.

He was shocked, he didn't expect that what he saw and heard here was actually dissipating, and he couldn't leave with him, and the charm of the nine swordsmanship and the nine big characters was gradually stripped from his mind.

"What is this? I'm here for nothing?" Qin Feng was annoyed, he kept reminding himself, forcing himself to be sober, trying to memorize the details, not wanting to forget the gains.

But he reluctantly found that those details began to blur, and the various changes contained in the swordsmanship were mostly forgotten by him, and the meaning of the nine ancient characters was also lost a lot.

Qin Feng wanted to cry, these are all treasures, and when he reaches the outside world, he can spend half his life comprehending it, it is the road of his predecessors, and it is a broad road.

But these Dharma perceptions are all gone, like clouds of smoke, fading away when he is about to leave.

Qin Feng smiled bitterly, the mantra imprint in the soul sea was still glowing, and the time path was coming out in wisps, which was still very rich, which made his heartache relieve a little.

Fortunately, this trip was not a bamboo basket to draw water, he touched the law of time, which is something that many people dream of.

However, he did not give up, and was still trying to memorize the Tao demonstrated by the old man, hoping to save some bits and pieces.

But he found that no matter how much he tried to keep it, those things still disappeared in the same way, and were forcibly erased from his mind.

Qin Feng no longer tried to forcibly memorize, he began to observe these methods at the last moment, he tried to comprehend the nine sword techniques, tried to figure out the nine ancient characters, hoping to peel off some details from these other people's things, and comprehend some of his own things.

Otherwise, the Dharma will disappear, like water in your hand, and eventually become invisible.

Qin Feng only had nearly a hundred divine patterns, and he concentrated on comprehending that set of swordsmanship.

But he found that the swordsmanship was too superb, and every move and style had infinite changes, and the last three moves had been completely forgotten by him.

These swordsmanship are very pure, they are simple sword moves, but other things are born in pure sword moves.

Among all the changes, what gave Qin Feng the deepest insight was the qi contained in this set of swordsmanship, this set of swordsmanship was different from ordinary swordsmanship, it did not have such an amazing murderous aura to kill people, on the contrary, the swordsmanship contained a strong breath of life.

Qin Feng only noticed this vitality when he carefully tasted the sword technique, and this vitality contained a strong power of the law

The anger is too strong, and it grows wantonly, which is frightening.

Cold sweat broke out on Qin Feng's forehead, and he muttered: "Only nine sword techniques, but thousands of changes have been born, this is not a set of sword techniques, but a synthesis of thousands of sword techniques!"

And this set of swordsmanship contains the power of the law, in the first move, the power of such a law is not obvious, but it contains some attribute breath, but the ensuing sword move is an interpretation of the law. ”

Qin Feng was very helpless, the old man was the master of the law of wood, and his sword moves contained the same aura of law, and the power of this law reached its peak in the last few moves.

After the last few moves were fused with the power of the law, they had already broken away from the simple swordsmanship, and with one swing and one slash, they were all evolving the world.

Qin Feng made a decision in an instant: "The next few moves are hopeless, only give up, I should try, do my best to see if I can realize the first move!"

Qin Feng hit the energy to comprehend the first swordsmanship, this move is the beginning of the swordsmanship, and the power it has is not amazing, it is more like accumulating momentum and layout.

The power of the law contained in this move is not strong, and its changes are also not as varied and ordinary as those of the latter moves.

Qin Feng has been experiencing this trick for a long time, and he has really gained something.

"The power of the law can bless moves, but in the same way, moves without the power of law can be perfected. ”

"This first move, without the blessing of the law, the attribute breath is not strong, and even there is nothing brilliant about it, it is simple and stable. ”

But in such stability, there is an extreme foundation, and the foundation is rooted in the soil! It is such a strong foundation that can be born after the extraordinary. ”

"This move is very ordinary, ordinary to the extreme, but it is precisely thanks to its ordinariness that the ingenious creation swordsmanship can be born. ”

This move is the source of the great river and the beginning of all things! It was not born to pursue the extraordinary, not to have great power. ”

"It's a furnace, a cornerstone!"

Qin Feng laughed, his divine pattern only had fifty left, and he still hadn't comprehended the first form of the nine-style sword technique, and most of the entire method had disappeared from his mind.

But he comprehended the essence of this first move, and the first sword move revolved around this.

There are all things in nothing, and there is extraordinary in the ordinary.

It was enough to comprehend this, which inspired Qin Feng a lot. It can be widely used in his Dharma, and it will play a huge role in his future path to opening up the Dharma.

Invisibly, Qin Feng has already walked out of his own way, if he completely copies the old man's perception and experience, he may be able to crush his peers in the future, but in the long run, it will not be good for him.

But now it's different, the nine-style swordsmanship, he has comprehended the essence of the first style, and this essence has become his own.

Qin Feng shifted his attention and began to comprehend those ancient characters, and the impression of the nine ancient characters had been blurred for most of the time, and they were about to disappear.

Qin Feng's divine patterns only had fifty left, and he had to try to comprehend some things before the Fa Gate disappeared, these Fa that did not belong to him would be stripped away, but what he comprehended from them would not disappear.

What he realizes belongs to him.

He has comprehended the essence of the first style of swordsmanship, and he has already made this trip rewarding, and he will not return empty-handed.

This kind of accumulated skills can be applied to many of his methods, not only limited to this set of swordsmanship.

He began to comprehend a few ancient characters written by the old man, focusing on understanding the feelings contained in the big characters, and experiencing the mentality of taking writing as a practice.

He tried to imitate, using the divine pattern as a pen, writing in the sea of souls, and portraying the breath contained in the old man's words.

His divine patterns dissipated one by one, but he could not figure out the meaning contained in those ancient words, and he could not find the way.

"It doesn't matter, even if I can't understand the meaning of these ancient words, I have learned from observing the process. ”

Qin Feng didn't struggle anymore, he looked at the shape of a few ancient characters many times, leaving some impressions in his mind, and then he gave up struggling.

There were only thirty of his divine patterns left, and the impression of that set of swordsmanship and a few big characters disappeared one after another, and he completely forgot about it.

He even forgot why he was here, the long river, the boundless tree, the colorful bubbles.

Suddenly, the old man's expression in the dojo changed slightly.