Chapter 512: The Art of Conjuring Dreams
But this world is illusory, and everything depends on Wang Xing's will to exist.
And this method is called the technique of entrusting dreams, which is a kind of Taoism.
However, the technique of entrusting dreams consumes a lot of mental power, and generally no one dares to use it indiscriminately, and Wang Xing is also trying it for the first time.
dream world.
Yi Tian rubbed his eyes, he found that he had appeared by the lake, and there was a strange man standing in front of him.
"Who are you?"
Yi Tian asked, extremely curious.
Wang Xing in front turned his head at this time, he looked at Yi Tian and said, "You are here."
Yi Tian was surprised, it was obvious that the person in front of him was waiting for him, but he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly, as if separated by a layer of mist.
"Are you waiting for me?" Yi Tian scratched his head.
"Yes." Wang Xing nodded, "You are a rare cultivation talent in a thousand years. You have a supreme cultivation physique. From now on, you will be proud of the world and shock the universe. I came to you just to inspire you , let you embark on the correct path of cultivation."
"Haha!" Yi Tian laughed loudly, "Although I don't know who you are, but don't be joking. My talent is very average. The seniors of the family have tested me, and I can cultivate to the seventh level of true energy Thanks to my father being the head of the family, I have obtained more cultivation resources than others, otherwise I would only be at the fourth or fifth level of true qi now, and I would not even be able to compare with ordinary family children."
"Seniors of the family?" Wang Xing sneered, "What do those mediocre people know? It's ridiculous to check your meridians and say that your talent is not good! Some talents come from the soul, the kind that directly touch the Dao How can their talent be detected by them?"
Yi Tian was dumbfounded, he was speechless, could it be that he really has super talent.
Wang Xing stopped talking nonsense at this time: "From today on, you practice with me, don't think about anything else."
Yi Tian didn't know what to say, so he nodded mechanically.
Wang Xing has already thought about teaching Yi Tian's martial arts, which is the rain-covering sword he just mastered. It is difficult for others to comprehend this kind of swordsmanship from the understanding of the world, but Yi Tian has an innate Taoist body, so it should not be difficult to learn.
"Watch!"
As Wang Xing said, he had already started to cast the Rain-Overturning Sword in his hand.
I saw the long sword unsheathed, like a dragon coming out of the sea, the roc spreading its wings, and the long sword suddenly turned into a ball of cold light, the light suddenly exploded, turned into a rain of light, forming little flickering spots, as if about to shoot in all directions Driving away, Wang Xing's figure disappeared into the cold sky.
Yi Tian opened his mouth wide, completely in disbelief.
Such fierce martial arts are full of mystery, even the top martial arts of their Yi family can't compare with it.
The swordsmanship was still going on, and suddenly saw the cold glow on the long sword soaring, shooting at the speed of thunder and lightning, and the true energy suddenly condensed into a rain of swords that fell all over the sky.
A radius of several tens of feet all fell into the sword rain. These solid sword qi can be said to be indestructible. Some hard rocks were pierced and crushed, like a landslide.
Yi Tian was completely dumbfounded, who could block such an attack at the same level.
After finishing a set of Rain-covering swordsmanship, Wang Xing put away all his swords: "Do you understand?"
Yi Tian nodded, the moves of this set of swordsmanship are not complicated, his aptitude is not good, but he is talented and intelligent, but he has already firmly memorized it.
Wang Xing casually threw the sword to Yi Tian and asked him to use it again.
However, the same move is powerful in Wang Xing's hands, but it is ordinary in Yi Tian's hands.
Wang Xing didn't take it seriously, he had expected this to happen a long time ago.
The rain-covering sword, a martial art that touches the laws of the universe, is of no use at all if you only learn moves.
"I just said that my talent is not good." Yi Tian said embarrassingly.
"Don't underestimate yourself, you still don't know how great your potential is." Wang Xing pointed his hand, and the lake in front of him suddenly became choppy. , you can’t just learn the moves. Have you seen the lake in front of you? What I simulated is the profound meaning of this set of swordsmanship. If you study carefully, when you can understand it, you will naturally learn this set of swordsmanship.”
"Uh, you mean let me see the lake?" Yi Tian said stupidly.
"Yes, look carefully." Wang Xing said seriously.
Although Yi Tian didn't understand, he chose to believe Wang Xing's words.
As Wang Xing sat down, Yi Tian watched the tide ebb and flow in front of him, and slowly blended in.
Gradually, he seemed to fall asleep, but in his eyes, the tide water gradually turned into long swords instead of lake water.
Wang Xing was stunned, he didn't expect Yi Tian to enter the artistic conception of the Rain-covering Sword so quickly, and this is the horror of the Innate Dao Body.
The current Yi Tian seems to have merged with the lake water, and the rain-covering sword is slowly being mastered by him.
After one night, Wang Xing knew it was time to leave.
"Senior, are you leaving?" Yi Tian woke up at this time.
"You have mastered almost one-fifth of the Rain-Covering Sword, but today is not the time to teach you again, I will come back tomorrow." Wang Xing said, and suddenly faded out of this world, and then Yi Tian suddenly woke up from his dream come over.
Shaking his head, Yi Tian found that he was sleeping on his own bed, and it was almost dawn outside.
"It turned out to be a dream!"
Suddenly fell down, Yi Tian continued to sleep.
Wang Xing was a little helpless: "Stinky boy, how can there be such a clear dream."
Waking up in the morning of a new day, many disciples of the Yi family began to practice. Yi Tian originally wanted to practice a set of boxing techniques passed down from the family, but suddenly he picked up a sword.
Many Yi family disciples were very surprised, they didn't know when Yi Tian learned swordsmanship.
The things about the dream in his mind rushed towards his face, and Yi Tian swung the sword in his hand, and there was a feeling of turbulence.
Many Yi family disciples seemed to see the tide coming, but they only thought it was an illusion.
Yi Tian tried to continue to use the sword technique in his mind a few times, but the rain-covering sword technique he comprehended was only a small part of it, but it seemed to be mediocre in power, and it was somewhat specious.
After the training was over, Yi Tian accidentally carried a sword on his body, which made many members of the Yi family confused.
"Brother Tian, guess who's here." Yi Tian was awakened by a voice, it was a naughty boy.
"Who?" Yi Tian looked up, a little strange.
"Tang Xiaolan." The young man chuckled, "Brother Tian, hurry up, sister Xiaolan should wait."
"Xiaolan!" Yi Tian couldn't help the excitement on his face, "Abao, thank you, tell my father, I won't eat breakfast, and I won't go to greet him."
The boy named A Bao nodded helplessly, he knew that only Tang Xiaolan could make Yi Tian forget about it.