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Looking at the black bricks that kept circling around him, Zhou Dashenjun was dizzy for a while, and simply sat on the ground.

Just now, Kun Wu asked him to stare at the black brick to see how fast it was, and then let the brick circle around him. At first, he could still stare at the black brick and turn around, but later, the dead brick flew faster and faster, and Zhou Yang'er couldn't catch up at all.

Seeing that he was completely sitting motionless on the ground, the Kunwu urn laughed angrily, and ordered the black brick to use the same speed to circle Zhou Yang'er around a zhang, still ordering him to stare at it. This time, Zhou Yang'er was much easier. The black brick flew for a while, but Kungo asked, "Do you see anything?"

Zhou Yang'er shook his head slightly, he faintly felt that there was some truth in it, but he couldn't understand it for a while.

"Stupid!" the guillotine cursed again, and returned to the black brick a hundred feet away, and circled around him again, this time even slower. Zhou Dashenjun stared at the black brick and flew around slowly, this time it was much more free, and he even had the time to take a look at Lu Lingjun, who was still inspecting the bronze mirror on the side.

"Do you figure it out now?" Kungo's voice sounded again, as if he were talking in a water tank.

Listening to his question, Zhou Dashenjun was very helpless, thinking that he was too stupid, so he couldn't figure it out, and glanced at the black brick that was still flying slowly in the distance, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he glanced at the brick again, and the brick had flown out of more than ten zhang at this time, but in Zhou Yang'er's eyes, it was still very slow.

Zhou Dashenjun stared at the black brick for a while, and seemed to have an understanding in his heart, but in a moment, the black brick had already flown more than thirty zhang, if it was a foot away from him just now, he was afraid that he had already flown at least twenty or thirty times, and his eyes were afraid that he would not be able to catch up with it for a long time, and his eyes would definitely be dizzy again......

"Distance!" Zhou Yang'er, who finally understood a little, muttered: "It turns out that the speed you see is not really fast or slow, but related to distance." This is a very difficult statement. Nakun Wu laughed and said: "Stupid hammer, you finally understand something, slow is not slow, fast is not fast, and what really determines speed is distance." If you are close, you will be slow and fast, and if you are far away, you will be fast and slow. ”

"Boom!" A loud thunder sounded in Zhou Dashenjun's heart, and Kunwu's words seemed to have an endless echo in his heart at this time. Dragging a pair of Xuanhuang pillars, he walked to a boulder, leaned the blue-gold stick in his left hand against the boulder, "Hum!" The giant stick trembled slightly, and the boulder next to it instantly turned into pieces.

At this time, he finally understood that he had often heard people say that real masters can fight fast with slow and brake with static, but in fact, to put it bluntly, it is distance, and no matter how slow the movement is, it is several times faster than the enemy attacking from a distance.

However, Zhou Yang'er immediately thought that this trick was useless to him at all, and the reason why he learned Li Yuanqing's fast sword was to use it to deal with those monks who were standing in the distance and putting magic weapons. Kungo's statement about speed and slowness just now is not bad for melee combat with people, but what should you do when you encounter the kind of guy who only stands at a distance to cast spells or cast magic weapons?

According to Guillotine Mountain, it is the distance that determines the speed and slowness, and the monk who encounters a long-distance attack obviously has no better way than to approach quickly, but because of the distance, his speed is very slow in the eyes of others, just like a black brick outside a hundred zhang. Zhou Yang'er was a little confused, how to shorten the distance?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he couldn't help but ask: "What really determines speed is distance, so what really determines distance?"

"Nonsense, of course, it's time!" Kungo's voice buzzed behind him: "Time, time, time, void, stupid hammer, let me ask you, how to determine whether the distance is far or near?"

"Huh!" Zhou Dashenjun said, "Is it time?"

Nakun Wu smiled and said, "Let me ask you, how far is your family here?"

Zhou Yang'er thought about it for a while, although Liangzhou is south of Lin'an, one is in the east and the other is in the west, and it is about a thousand miles away from this Yunmeng Mountain. Without waiting for him to answer, the guillotine mountain continued to ask: "How far is the black brick from you?" After another pause, he asked: "Which one is farther away from you, the black brick or Liangzhou." ”

didn't wait for Zhou Dashenjun to answer, but he heard it rush to say: "In your heart, you must feel that Liangzhou is still thousands of miles away, even if it is ten days, it may not be there, and this black brick is a hundred feet away from you, and it will come in one breath, so the black brick is close, and Liangzhou is far away." But if I can control the time, even if I set off from Liangzhou and only take half a breath to get in front of you, then who is far away and who is close?"

"Impossible!" Zhou Da Shenjun shook his head and said, "The land of a thousand miles, how can you get to half a breath?"

"Hmph, that's because you haven't comprehended the way of time, and you can't control time, so you naturally feel impossible. If time is under my control, what is the half-breath time, whether it is fast or slow, early or late, it is all up to me, and what distance is there?" Kungo replied with a sneer.

It's a pity that what it said at this time, if you are a master who has cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Nine Heavens, you may be able to understand how a guy like Zhou Yang'er, who has not yet broken through the Four Heavens, can comprehend it.

Seeing that he looked ignorant, Kun Wu remembered that he said it too early, this time avenue is not at all Zhou Yang'er's realm can be comprehended, even if Li Yuanqing spent ten thousand years, he has never understood the mystery.

At this time, Zhou Dashenjun's face was blank, but his mind was churning. Listening to Kunwu's words, he kept thinking about how to control time, the trick he learned from Li Yuanqing was to use brute force to break time instantly, but he couldn't achieve what Kunwu said about controlling time.

In order to have that effect, you have to keep the speed of breaking the moment at a high rate, which determines the speed of time. However, this method is obviously the most stupid one, not to mention him, even if it is Li Yuanqing, this kind of high speed is only an instant. He kept pondering the methods he had learned, as well as the content of the "Ten Thousand Treasures Forging Technique". But there is no one way to control time......

Seeing him standing there stupidly, his eyes were scattered, but the space around him was shaking, which surprised Kunwu, looking at this kid's situation, there was a bit of an epiphany. But at this time, he paused, but he didn't realize it yet.

Kun Wu, who was determined to add a fire, smiled and said: "This stupid hammer, didn't you hear what I just said? Time, passing, intermediate, void, so, time, in fact, is also a kind of void, different from ordinary void, it is just passing constantly!"

"What?the passing void?" Zhou Yang'er repeated Kunwu's words stupidly, his eyes became straight, and he stood stupidly and motionless......

An hour passed, and he still maintained his original posture.

Three hours passed, and because of the cloudy day, the sky had gradually darkened, and Zhou Yang'er still maintained his original posture motionless......

At this time, except for Lu Lingjun, everyone else gathered around, Zhao Yan stretched out his hand and was about to pull him, but he heard Kunwu on the side shouting violently: "Don't move, don't persuade, he is enlightening, don't spoil this stupid chance!" Liu Siyu on the side hurriedly pulled her when he heard this. The others took a few steps back, the bad guys had the opportunity to kill their parents, except for Zhao Liu's second daughter, the rest of the people even the little fat man Zhao Zhe had asked Zhou Yang'er, and they didn't dare to disturb him.

Three days have passed, Zhou Dashenjun is still standing in place stupidly, and there is not much left of the bronze mirror that Lu Lingjun has not examined, but he still maintains his original posture and stands in place. At this time, only Zhao Yan and Liu Siyu were left by his side, looking at him with a sad face. For three days, without eating, drinking, or sleeping, mortals had already fallen to the ground, but Zhou Yang'er still maintained his original posture, and there was no change at all. Even the three most restless pockmarks on the tip of their noses were motionless at this time.

The second daughter was worried at this time, but she didn't dare to call him, in this state, the longer the time, the greater the benefits. But the risk is also very great, if you are tempted to interrupt the process, I am afraid that it will be difficult to understand again for the rest of your life.

The two girls had been keeping watch all night, and they were a little sleepy at this time, Zhao Yan couldn't help but yawn, just halfway through, she suddenly stopped, looked at the situation on the other side in surprise, and slammed her elbow against Liu Siyu beside her, when Liu Siyu, who was sleepy, saw the Yang Er on the opposite side with a shining light, but the expression on her face was dazed, she couldn't help but be surprised.

Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of the second daughter, and a Zhou Yang'er holding a Xuanhuang pillar appeared ten zhang away, and the Zhou Dashenjun who was standing in place slowly disappeared.

"Huh?" Kun Wu's voice came from the side: "How did you do it?" It could clearly feel that Zhou Yang'er had not really comprehended the Dao of Time, but what surprised him was that with the move just now, even if the immortals who had truly comprehended the Dao might not be able to reach such a subtle level. Unless the Heavenly Immortal specializes in the way of time.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Zhou Dashenjun, who had already recovered his strength, smirked, glanced at Kunwu not far away, and was about to speak, but heard the loud shout of the old demon next to him: "Damn monkey, what tricks are you playing!" Everyone looked over there.

At this time, Lu Lingjun stood on the boulder with a hideous face, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, and the copper mirror mountain next to him had long since disappeared, and it turned out that he was holding the last bronze mirror in his hand.

Just look at his expression to know that this last bronze mirror is obviously not a mirror that breaks the formation, at this time, Lu Lingjun has already replied with an indifferent expression, but the pair of antlers on his head are flashing red, and the two antlers are like two agates at this time, shining brightly.

Zhou Dashenjun, Zhao's sisters and brothers, Liu Siyu, and the three thieves came up one after another to inquire about the situation.

But I saw the old deer wave his hand and said: "Fooled, these mirrors are all fake!"