Chapter 677: The Strangeness of the Celestial Technique
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The old beggar pondered for a while, and then said, "Yes, I don't know what you want to do?"
"Attack me, see if I can see no. ā
Wu Feng said directly, "As long as I can see it and then avoid it, this is the best way at the moment." ā
"This ......"
The old beggar hesitated, "Not very well?"
Wu Feng thought about it, and felt that it was not very good, after all, the old beggar was a mysterious god, if he really did it with all his might, that kind of speed would definitely not be ordinary.
The old beggar said, "Well, you take a piece of paper, and I will send out a phantom rain needle later." As long as you get the paper out of the way in time, what do you think?"
Wu Feng's eyes lit up, "Yes, why didn't I think of it, you look at my pig brain, you wait for me for a while." ā
After a while, Wu Feng grabbed a piece of paper in his right hand and held it horizontally on his right side, "Let's start." ā
The old beggar nodded, and then asked, "Do I need to give you a time to prepare?"
"No, I'll rely on my own eyes. ā
Wu Feng swore frankly, "Don't worry, this won't hurt me." ā
The old beggar nodded, and waited for a while, but Wu Feng still didn't see him make a move, and couldn't help but say suspiciously: "Is there any more problem?"
The old beggar was stunned, "I've already made a move." ā
"Huh?"
Wu Feng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at the paper in his hand, and sure enough, a tiny pinhole appeared on it, and during the whole process, he didn't even feel it at all.
It turns out that this is the style of the strong man in the Xuan God.
Wu Feng secretly admired it in his heart, and at the same time he was also surprised, he really underestimated the Xuan God too much. There is no way to compare the Xuanshen and the old beggar on Dong Jiangquan's side, but even so, if it is a real fight, Wu Feng believes that he is definitely not Dong Jiangquan's opponent.
"Come again. ā
Wu Feng held his breath and looked at the old beggar intently.
The old beggar nodded, and then said, "It's already done." ā
Sure enough, a small hole had reappeared in the paper.
Wu Feng sweated on his head, he really didn't see it at all, and he didn't feel it at all. Usually, the old beggar uses a large piece of phantom rain to target the enemy, and the opponents are all powerhouses at the level of the Xuan God, and it is still rare to see a situation like this.
"Do you want me to slow down a bit?"
The old beggar whispered, "If you only use a phantom rain needle, it is still such a short distance, and in your current situation, it is still difficult to see." ā
"No, that's all. ā
Wu Feng pursed his lips, "I'll work hard." ā
The old beggar nodded, "Okay." ā
"Go on. ā
After the day, there was a large stack of paper behind him, all of which were densely packed with holes.
However, Wu Feng never saw it once.
This blow was indeed a bit big for Wu Feng, but he would never be discouraged. In the time that followed, in addition to cultivating the Divine Prison Soul Lock Technique, every day was to practice his eyesight.
It took half a month for Wu Feng to barely see the moment when the old beggar made a move, but he still couldn't react. According to the old beggar's meaning, if there is no special way to practice a certain ability like this, then it is still difficult to succeed in the practice.
And after this time, Wu Feng completely settled down, and he continued to operate the Divine Hell Soul Lock Technique, wanting to gather all his strength on his eyes.
At that moment, I don't know why the Celestial Movement Technique worked on its own. Wu Feng felt that everything in front of him was constantly floating, and his vision seemed to be spreading, getting farther and farther away, and even an earthworm in the grass thousands of kilometers away could see clearly.
"This ......"
Wu Feng was stunned, shouldn't the Tianxing Technique just enhance speed? Why can even eyesight be enhanced?
Although he also used his mental strength to improve his eyesight, the autonomous operation of the Tianxing Technique made him feel a little unbelievable. Wu Feng found the old beggar and told him what had happened to him.
The old beggar was also stunned at first, but then tried to run it, and sure enough, it was very amazing.
He could even see a small sparrow flying in the air dozens of miles away, and even the texture of the feathers could be seen very clearly.
"This ...... It's incredible, isn't it?"
The old beggar was surprised, "Who passed this exercise to you, it's amazing." ā
"As far as I know, the one who can do this is in addition to Elder Ding's ghost eyes, that is, the Heavenly Eye Exercises of the Moon Tower and the Imperial Palace. ā
Mochizuki Tower, that is the five holy places.
The Imperial Palace does have the Heavenly Eye Technique, but there are not many people who can learn it, and Song Linxi is one of the best.
Wu Feng was also shocked, and he realized more and more that the mysterious person was not simple. It seems to be a very random set of exercises, but it still has this special ability.
Perhaps, it's just that I see this exercise as too simple.
Wu Feng said: "It's a person I don't know, look at what he means, he should be 'heaven'." ā
"God?"
The old beggar said amusedly, "Does the name still refer to this piece of heaven above our heads?"
Wu Feng shook his head, "The ghost only knows, anyway, the god is mysterious, and his voice still appears directly in my heart, by the way, I still fought with the demon that time." ā
Wu Feng hadn't told anyone about this, the old beggar was someone he trusted, so he said it and looked at the latter's thoughts.
"Talking to you in your heart?"
The old beggar was surprised, "Really?"
Wu Feng said: "It's true, and there seem to be several voices on his side at the same time." At the time, I thought it was weird, but now that I think about it, I realize that I can't understand it. ā
"It's impossible. ā
The old beggar frowned, "Being able to enter someone else's mind and engage with someone else without hurting each other in the whole process is already very difficult in itself. But if someone else's voice sounds, this strength ...... It's unfathomable. ā
"I don't know, I really can't figure it out. ā
Wu Feng shook his head again, "I thought you would have some answer." ā
The old beggar said in a deep voice: "Do you know the other party's attitude towards you? I have never even heard of such strength." It's definitely terrifying, and he doesn't know where he did this kind of thing, and in terms of distance, the powerhouses in the forbidden area don't have this strength. ā
Wu Feng hesitated: "Is it that strong?"
The old beggar nodded heavily, "It may be the legendary Shentai master, but I haven't seen this kind of master, and I don't know the specific news." ā
"By the way, old beggar. ā
Wu Feng hurriedly said, "What is Shentai, and will it really be amazing to reach this level?"
The old beggar hesitated, and then lowered his voice for a long time and said, "Actually, I don't know very well. When I was younger, there was still a rumor at that time. It is said that the shrine is formed by a very special force, which is the essence of this heaven and earth. I think you know those sayings, right? It's what we call the Heavenly Famine, when the lifespan of all the souls in the world was greatly shortened. ā
Wu Feng nodded and said, "I know this." ā
The old beggar said: "And the Shentai may be formed by those who have been deprived of their strength and lifespan. It is full of mysteries and mysterious powers. According to legend, if someone manages to climb it, then they may know what happened during the time of the famine. ā
"Even, you can get in touch with the supreme powerhouse at that time!"
Wu Feng was dumbfounded, "Really, fake, can those people survive until now?"
The old beggar nodded, "Yes, according to some research on the period of the Heavenly Desolation, including some things that are left now, it can be judged. In those days, many people could live for hundreds of thousands of years, even millions of years, and even have eternal life. ā
Wu Feng smacked his tongue, "Isn't it?" I think some of the current powerhouses are already terrifying if they live for thousands of years." And it still depends on the blood sacrifice of all souls to be able to live for so long, how the hell did they do it. ā
The old beggar shook his head and said, "I don't know, anyway, there was no blood sacrifice for all souls in that period." The blood sacrifice of all souls was born because everyone has a longevity. And the practice of the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Sacrifice is to deprive these people of their longevity, and then absorb them by themselves, so as to reach the point of extending their lives. ā
"But at that time, this kind of thing was simply not needed. ā
Wu Feng was dumbfounded, still a little incredulous, it would be terrifying to live for tens of thousands of years, right?
Does eternal life really exist?
The old beggar turned his mouth and smiled: "These things can only be understood after stepping into the shrine, and it is actually useless to know these things now." What we have to do now should be what you have to cultivate. ā
"Yes, yes. ā
Wu Feng nodded, "Now take care of the things in front of you first, as for those mysterious things, let's wait for my strength to dig out slowly." ā
The old beggar kept a distance from Wu Feng at the moment, "Then let's start today, you first try to use a part of the power in your eyes, if you use too much power, then it won't do you any good in the future, after all, you still have to fight the enemy." ā
Wu Feng responded, the old beggar's experience is more than he has after all, and he needs to listen more.
Before I knew it, another half a month had passed. Wu Feng was obsessed with cultivation, and he had temporarily put the one-month time he said before to the back of his mind.
"I saw it, I saw it!"
Wu Feng was ecstatic, he finally saw that the trajectory of the Phantom Rain Needle was almost unsearchable, and it was extremely fast.
On top of that, he doesn't need to fully function all the mental energy that is instilled in his eyes.
The old beggar's eyes were full of smiles, and Wu Feng was naturally very happy to be able to gain something. Although Wu Feng privately called him no big or small, but after getting along for so long, maybe ...... In his eyes, it is his own grandson.
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