The Dream Master

This set of footwork is just getting started, and the speed can already faintly catch up with the chasing step, and it is different from the chasing step which only pursues speed. It pays more attention to flexibility and is more helpful when facing the enemy.

And the reason why the practice is so smooth is thanks to the Huang Tingjing that he has previously cultivated, which makes his body rigid and soft, which is difficult for ordinary people to do, but he can easily do it, which greatly helps practice this set of footwork.

It's just that the space in this room is a bit smaller, and some of them can't stretch their hands and feet, and can't run around as much as possible.

Shen Luo opened the door and came out into the courtyard. It was dark outside and it was late at night.

He swept towards the main house, and saw that Yingluo still did not wake up in the room, but the complexion on his face was much better than before, and his breathing was well-proportioned. There was a thin young girl sitting by the bed with a basin of water. Wiping it on Yingluo's face, thinking it was Granny Ma sent to take care of Yingluo.

Shen Luo regained his spiritual consciousness, and left the yard with a rise and fall, and swept out of the village silently.

He didn't walk through the main entrance of the village, but walked around a forest from the back of the village. After his eyes quickly swept away, he made a wrong step, and the whole person turned into a phantom and flew forward, flying quickly through the forest.

The space here is open, he can use his footwork without any scruples, and for some reason, he feels that the mana in his legs is running smoothly at this time, and his understanding of footwork is also rapidly deepening, and he enters faster than when he is in the house. On a lot.

Time flies, and it is already a few days later.

In the mist of dawn, the sinking figure shuttled through the woods, surprisingly twice as fast as last night, and pulled out clear afterimages behind him, as if several people were running through the woods at the same time.

Not only that, but his body shape turned smoother and more bizarre than before. It was clearly moving forward at full speed the moment before, and the next moment he shot backwards suddenly, without any pause in the middle, and moved completely with his heart.

With a "hula", several afterimages suddenly merged into one, showing a sinking figure, eyes full of surprise and joy.

After practicing for four or five days in a row, he has actually cultivated this set of nameless footwork to a very deep level, and he should not be too far away from the cultivation.

This speed is simply amazing. Putting it on an ordinary person, even if the time is doubled, it is absolutely impossible.

It's just that I have been awake for days, even if it is sinking, the consumption of physical strength and mana is also huge, and the stomach "coops" twice, and the long-lost hunger surges in my heart.

Shen Luo didn't return to the village, but headed towards Fangcunshan, hit a goat near a huge stone forest, washed it and set up a barbecue.

He and Bai Xiaotian and others couldn’t bear to eat light meals in the Spring and Autumn Festival before. They often secretly roasted some game meat to eat. They are already familiar with this aspect, and soon there will be waves of temptation to roast sheep. Human fragrance.

He hadn't eaten for many days, and he was feasting, eating more than half of the sheep, patted his belly, burped, and sat down cross-legged to adjust his breath and refresh himself.

After recovering most of his mana and physical strength, Shen Luo jumped into the stone forest again, where he continued to practice the footwork.

His figure travels through the stone forest at high speed, sometimes shuttles between the stone forest like a bird, and sometimes jumps over the stone forest like an ape.

Just after cultivating for a while, he suddenly stopped, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Because he suddenly discovered that the state of constant inspiration and divine assistance during his previous cultivation suddenly disappeared. The current state of cultivation progress is almost the same as when he was in the room, or even worse.

Shen Luo stroked his chin, frowning slightly.

He can be sure that the tactics he practices are no different from before, and even because he just took a nap, both his mental and physical conditions are better than when he was practicing in the woods before.

"Since the problem is not with me, does it have to do with the external environment?" Shen Luo suddenly thought of something, and glanced around.

There are brown stone forests everywhere, and the ground is also rocky. There is not much green, and it looks quite desolate.

With a change of expression, he immediately slid into the distance, came to a nearby forest, calmed down a bit, and started to practice in the forest.

"Sure enough!" Shen sank into the woods and showed his footwork for a while, and the feeling he had before returned!

He walked through the woods. Gradually, there was a faint white light flashing on his feet, and the beginning of white light began to appear wherever he passed. His figure looked like a ghost, looking forward and suddenly behind.

As time passed, another four or five days passed in a blink of an eye, and the footwork of the sinking became faster and faster, and the mana rapidly circulated in the meridians of the legs. After the speed reached a certain level, the meridians began to become hot.

He was not surprised and rejoiced, and continued to accelerate.

"Boom"!

The meridians of his legs suddenly jumped, seeming to have cleared a certain level, and countless streams of heat erupted from between his legs and spread all over his body instantly along the meridians.

The white light flashing from the sinking feet suddenly brightened, and he took a step forward. Suddenly a white light and shadow like a slanting moon appeared on the ground, and his body suddenly became a lot lighter.

The light and shadow of the oblique moon light up at first, and then spread out like a moon shadow, turning into a misty shadow, and his figure also becomes blurred. The whole person flashes like light and shadow, and the next moment it will be five or six feet away out of thin air. .

"So fast!" Shen Luo whispered, his body deflected slightly, and he stepped out again.

The slanting moonlight and shadow under his feet immediately flashed, and the person flickered again, appearing a few meters away again.

Shen Luo's eyes lit up, and he burst into laughter. After this set of footwork is achieved, it really is another realm, which is not the same as before.

"Such a wonderful footwork without a name, but it is a pity. Since this footwork will produce a slanting moonlight shadow when it is fully used, then it is good to call you a slanting moonlight step." Shen Luo remembered the oblique moonlight shadow when using the footwork. With a move of his eyebrows, he thought of a name for this nameless footwork.

"Fang Cunshan deserves to be a master of cultivating immortals, and a set of footwork that can be set aside at will is so mysterious." He flipped his hand and took out the Tianzhu Mochizuki picture from the Qixing pen space, and said with sigh.

The Tianzhu Moonwatching Picture suddenly shook, and a layer of flashing white light appeared on it, and the full moon inside, the bamboo shadows all flickered, as if they had come to life.

"Huh, what's going on?" Shen frowned and twisted.

At this moment, small white prints suddenly appeared in the picture scroll, following his palm, rushing into his body, and then into his head.

His mind was hit hard and he couldn't help groaning.

Fortunately, there were not many small white prints, and the pain soon subsided.

Those small characters circled slightly in his mind, and they were quickly combined into a white text.

He swept away his spiritual knowledge and immediately saw the content of this text, but it was a secret technique called "Yimu Xian Dun".