The fabric of this thing is exactly the same as the clothes, and it is hidden very cleverly. If the sleeves were not soaked in blood and revealed a little trace, they would not have discovered it.

Yang Feng immediately picked up the silk silk, looked carefully, and was delighted.

These small words record a secret technique, which is the Fayan Heaven and Earth, and it is very detailed. It should be the original version, which is more exquisite than the residual version he had comprehended from the mouth of the monk Big Ear.

Yang Feng looked at the small words in front of him hungrily, and became more and more shocked.

This Dharma Words Heaven and Earth is one of the most profound secret techniques of Wuxiangmen. It is said that when practicing to the highest level, you can speak the Dharma and follow it, turn the virtual into the real, and shake the world in one word.

Of course, to reach this level, it takes millions of years of hard practice and meditation, and at least after reaching the Jade Immortal Realm, you can only see. With Yang Feng’s current Golden Immortal Realm, he can only use some illusions.

But even so, it is true and false. There are false means in truth, which can achieve unexpected effects at some point, especially when using the time domain, which can make the other party misjudgment of his situation.

The moment Yang Feng's thoughts turned, he quickly finished reading the content on the silk silk and kept it in his mind.

At this moment, the last time pattern on the treasure wheel was finally extinguished.

After a dizzy twist, Yang Feng's spiritual consciousness quickly returned to his body.

Yang Feng looked at the crystal wall that was gradually dissipating in front of him, and his mood was stirred and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

This time, the soul traveled through him and saw a lot of things that happened in the past, the changes of Wuxiangmen and the power of the Taoist Ancestor of Time. These scenes seemed to have really happened in front of him.

Although these things happened in the long past, they caused a huge wave in Yang Feng's heart.

Yang Feng had actually violated the Heavenly Court's laws because of his practice of practicing magic skills and always faced the pursuit of the inspectors. Now that the law of time he practiced and comprehended, he has touched a powerful figure at the level of Taoist ancestors...

The cultivation strength is as strong as the level of the Wuxiang Immortal Lord, so vulnerable to the Dao Ancestor of Time, let alone a small golden immortal like himself.

I'm afraid the other party can crush himself with just one thought.

Yang Feng thought about it again and again in the secret room, and could only smile bitterly and put this matter behind his mind.

There is no benefit to think about such things. The sect that should come is coming. Now I should improve my strength as much as possible and find a way to get out of this wilderness.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Feng flipped his palm and a blank jade slip appeared in his palm, then he put it on his forehead, recording all the cultivation insights that Yan Mu saw in his memory and the book of Dharma Word Heaven and Earth, and leaving them for careful consideration in the future.

...

In a blink of an eye, three months passed.

Qinglin came over several times and apologized to Yang Feng. Because there were many changes in the beast tribe, several important tribes still had not gathered, so the map promised to be postponed.

Yang Feng has been obsessed with comprehending Yan Mu's cultivation experience during this period. The more he read it, the more profound it felt. After verifying the truth of the Wuxian Sutra, the Illusion Classic, and the Three Practices of Four Seasons, they still did not find the trick to combine the three Practices, but they had a lot of experience in understanding the law of time. It just so needed such a place to meditate in seclusion, so they stayed there.

In the secret room, Yang Feng sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his hands clasped his skills, and slowly circulated the exercises and formulas of the "Four Seasons".

As he muttered something, wisps of golden light like water waves rose from his body, gathered in front of him, gathered in one place, forming a golden light ball.

Time passed little by little, and seven days passed in a blink of an eye.

Yang Feng was still sitting cross-legged, and his hands kept pinching the magic tricks. In the void in front of him, the golden light ball was extremely bright, like a golden fireball, shining brightly.

A flash suddenly appeared in the center of the light ball, and a blurred golden jade bottle slowly appeared.

The bottom of the bottle is thick and thin, and there are two crescent-shaped bottle ears on the bottle. Although it is extremely vague, it still gives people an extremely simple and mysterious feeling.

As soon as the jade bottle appeared, the nearby golden light immediately gathered like a sea and merged into it.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light ball disappeared without a trace, leaving only a blurry phantom of the jade bottle, floating still.

Yang Feng opened his eyes and glanced at the phantom of the jade bottle. A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he was more surprised.

He did not plan to practice the "Four Seasons" hard, but just wanted to try to practice it a little and understand the artistic conception of this technique. Unexpectedly, he completed the content of the first volume without any effort and condensed the pure bottle.

According to the exercises of the "Four Seasons", it is very difficult to condense this pure bottle. You need to have extremely high talent and have a certain degree of understanding of the law of time. Then, after a long period of practice, there is a possibility of being a straight line.

Why do you practice it at will?

Is it because I have practiced the "Fairy-No-Photo Sutra" and have already had the foundation of the power of time in my body? Or is it because the three martial arts are related to each other?

After Yang Feng pondered for a moment, he stopped thinking about it. Since that was the case, he simply continued to practice and tried it.

He recited ancient mantras in his mouth and kept pinching his hands.

Two thick golden lights flew out from the palms of his palms, and countless golden runes jumped in it, blending into the shadow of the jade bottle.

The phantom jade bottle suddenly turned slowly and gradually became solid.

Time passed little by little. After a while, the shadow of the jade bottle had suddenly changed from blurry to translucent, like a glass bottle.

Seeing this, Yang Feng was delighted, and the content of the second volume was successfully completed.

After taking a deep breath, he continued to practice the third volume of martial arts.

A month later, a golden jade bottle was suspended in front of Yang Feng, which was the "clean bottle".

This bottle is smaller than before, and many patterns of sun, moon and stars appear on the surface of the bottle, as if it is a vast star map.

The content of the third volume has been completed at this point.

Yang Feng looked at the jade bottle in front of him, closed his eyes again, and quickly made gestures with both hands.

His whole body is full of golden light, and countless dazzling golden light spots emerge from it, even in the golden light, and each golden light spot emits amazing fluctuations in the law of time.

These golden light spots slowly merged into the golden jade bottle with Yang Feng's spell cast, and golden light spots as thin as rice grains immediately appeared in the bottle.

Time passed day by day, and half a year passed without realizing it.

The golden light on the golden jade bottle was filled with golden light, as if it was filled with golden fireflies.

Yang Feng sat cross-legged, motionless, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in a shimmering golden river. Countless golden dots of light flew out of the river and continued to gather into the bottle.

The golden light spots in the bottle seemed to have reached their limit at this moment, and began to roll, gathering towards one place, turning into a ball of golden light.

A golden light flashed into the golden jade bottle, and a golden pattern immediately appeared somewhere in the jade bottle, which was the time pattern.

On the bottle, the same Taoist pattern already has the remaining five balls.

Buzz!

The golden jade bottle buzzed and trembled, as if some change had occurred.

Yang Feng stopped the magic in his hand, and the golden streaming light that spread around him was like a giant whale sucking water into his body.

Then he rubbed his hands suddenly, and the golden jade bottle in front of him disappeared in a flash.

The content of the fourth volume is much more difficult than the previous three volumes, and it requires the condensation of six pieces of time Taoist patterns. Unexpectedly, like the True Sutra of the Foresightlessness of the past, it was actually completed in one go.

Yang Feng stood up, exhaled, waved his hand to remove the restrictions in the cave, and walked to a window outside the cave.

It was late at night, everything was silent, the moon was in the sky, and the stars were dotted.

Yang Feng swept his eyes around, then pinched his fingers, and made a magic trick with one hand.

With a "hula", a golden light flashed in front of the window ridge, and a golden jade bottle condensed out of the golden light. The six time patterns on the jade bottle seemed to be stimulated and immediately flashed gently.

In the moonlight pouring out of the window, a few small white dots suddenly appeared, and under the attraction of an invisible force, they gathered at the mouth of the jade bottle and flashed in.

Yang Feng nodded slightly when he saw this scene.

However, the jade bottle absorbs very little moon power. At this speed, it may take quite a long time to condense the droplets of time.

At this moment, the footsteps sounded outside the door, but the Ghost Vine King rode in on a Pixiu. He saw his two small eyebrows slightly frowning, as if full of worries.

The Pixiu seemed to have noticed that the little master was in a bad mood, but he was quite honest and walked towards Yang Feng in a steady manner.

"Ghost Vine King, why are you worried?" Yang Feng turned around and asked after he took over the magic trick.

"I……"

The Ghost Vine King looked solemn, and he looked like he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Speak if you have anything. I'm here, don't worry." Yang Feng smiled slightly and comforted him.

"I felt a very familiar aura... Actually, it wasn't very familiar. I just felt very similar to me, just like another me... This aura was approaching here." The Ghost Teng King said after hearing this, his face slowed down a little.

"Is it a breath that looks very similar to you..."

When Yang Feng heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had thought of something.

"Is it another boss?"

Before the Ghost Vine King could speak, the Pixiu under him suddenly said.

"What did you say? Are you confused about your mind?" King Gui Teng stood up and said unhappily when he heard this.

"No...no, I mean, another ghost vine king?" Pixiu said with a smile when he knew he was wrong.

"What are the other ghost vine king here? Can you feel its strength?" Yang Feng asked in a pondering manner.

"It seems to be better than me... that little bit." The Ghost Vine King was silent and said so.

When Yang Feng heard this, his expression on his face had not changed, but he was shocked.
Chapter completed!