not scientific at all

After level [-], the direction of practice will undergo a complete change.

Just like students in modern society, they have also received more than ten years of compulsory education, and when they are admitted to university, they will be divided into different majors.In the Zhitian Pavilion alone, there are those who study the all-inclusive Dao of the universe, some who specialize in the Dao of Space, some who study the beginning of the universe, the beginning of the universe, and the Dao of Destruction, and some who study the Dao of Destruction...

And the direction Qingjing chose is the most unpopular Avenue of Time in Zhitian Pavilion.

The way of time is originally more suitable for the practice of some races with the talent of time, such as Chaos, Dijiang and Jiyu, the ancient monster races who are born with the talent of time. Humans rarely have special talents in this area, and there are few books handed down .But Zhitian Pavilion is after all a sect that holds the Dao of Heaven and Earth, even if it is not a major, the suzerain Master Wen Jing Daojun has dabbled in this aspect.

Although he was temporarily called into the game by his disciples to act as an NPC, he was still very generous. When they met, he took out an exquisite sand timepiece filled with silver quicksand as a greeting to Qingjing: "This is to understand A small object that changes with time, you can use your mental power to control the flow of sand, and you can feel the change of time three feet around you."

Qing Jing was moved to accept it, but he didn't know what to say—this question requires some understanding of what he has learned before he can ask it. If his eyes are darkened like him, he can't ask anything.

Teacher Shen patted him on the back, and sincerely asked the head of Tuo Wen to say: "My snake spirit only comprehended a little bit of the Dao of Time the year before last, and now I can't say that I have started it, but I am more interested in it. Down is enough."

The head master is well versed in educational psychology, and said with a gentle smile, "Which cultivator didn't understand it from the beginning? When Qingjing comprehended it, did he have the Nascent Soul Realm? It is already a talent to be able to reach the threshold of the Dao at this level of cultivation. It's amazing, why is Teacher Shen so modest."

He kindly asked Qing Jing: "Have you ever tried to control time yourself before? Do you have any experience?"

Qing Jing recalled it for a while, and replied shyly: "At that time, I was eating chicken wings, and I thought it was very delicious, but it was a pity that it was gone soon. There is only one left, and I can still satisfy my hunger. As a result, the chicken bone in my hand is filled with meat, covered with skin, and turned into a good chicken wing that I have never eaten before!"

"That's right, you must have a strong, unadulterated mind in order to free your spiritual consciousness from the secular world and communicate with the Dao. Think about it again, under what circumstances can you use the technique of turning back time?"

Qingjing thought and thought, but for some reason, his attention was entangled in the chicken wings, and finally he only came up with a usage: "When grilling chicken wings, if you accidentally burn them, you can turn back the time and go back to the grill. The right state?"

Teacher Shen silently retracted his arms, swallowed his hands into his sleeves, and rubbed the goosebumps that appeared.

The headmaster has never seen such an ignorant and serious-minded student, his face almost froze, and he laughed dryly: "This idea is also good. But we can go a little deeper, just say changing the time Have you ever wondered how the world would be different from normal at a slower time? For example, if someone attacks you, if you can change the time flow within his attack range and his attack will slow down, you won’t Is it possible to evade or even counterattack in advance?"

Qing Jing nodded: "You're right! For example, when Mr. Shen moulted, the feathers fell and burned wherever they fell. If I can slow down the flow of time around him and shed his hair on the shelf, I can Watered the ground in time."

... Forget it, there is no difference between the way of practice.When birds shed their feathers, the speed and timing of the feathers floating down are irregular, and it is difficult to control the flow of time. It may be more convenient to use this exercise to improve the control accuracy... maybe.

Sect Master Wen simply let go of his thoughts, taught Qingjing the way to change the flow of time, and left some pills to nourish the soul, and then returned to the real world.

Under the guidance of Da Neng, the snake spirit was full of confidence, opened its big shiny mouth, and smiled obsequiously at Teacher Shen: "Look, Teacher Shen, can we go to roast chicken wings?"

Due to the bad taste of the game producer, the better the monk's performance in the game, the slower his appearance will grow. Almost all of them are high school students who have reached the full score of [-], and all of them are only sixteen or seventeen years old in appearance. , the face is so tender that water can be squeezed out.Snake Spirit's most beautiful awl chin is plump now, her cheeks are round, her skin is white and rosy, and when she looks at people with big watery eyes, she is so pure that people feel that rejecting him is a sin.

Teacher Shen felt that even if the snake spirit wanted to eat roasted golden crow wings now, he could cut off two to satisfy his hunger.

The two went to the back mountain to find Mo Ning.

There are actually no pheasants in this mountain, but he can always bring one out as a task npc.Every time the snake spirit wants to eat meat, they will run over to dig wild vegetables, and then Mo Ning will come out like a summoned beast, leaving aside those players who hand in daily tasks, and the three of them will find a place to carry people back with vegetables and meat Sneak a meal.

This time is no exception.When the two were picking cherries in the bushes, Mo Ning came out to meet them again with a cauldron and a pheasant for the task.

Their tacit understanding has developed to the point where they don't need to speak.Teacher Shen took the pheasant, skillfully burned off the chicken feathers, cut off the neck and bled it, disemboweled it, took out the internal organs and burned them with fire, and finally rinsed them with water.There are also seasonings such as wild pepper, wild ginger, and shallot in this forest. Qingjing helped to pick and wash them, put salt, and then put sweet and sour cherries, and grind them into a sauce in a small bowl. Brush on the pheasant and marinate for a moment.

The roast chicken was naturally arranged by Mr. Shen, and the small pale golden flames danced on the chicken skin, dyeing the chicken skin an attractive golden color.The bloody smell of the raw chicken was gradually replaced by the burnt aroma of the barbecue. The golden grease dripped from the air, and the snake spirit couldn't help but reach out to catch it and lick it with its slender tongue.

It's a pity that the fire is a bit small, but it is always cooked enough.Qing Jing looked at the chicken expectantly while licking his tasteless fingers.

"Want to eat it early?" Teacher Shen showed a devilishly seductive smile, and beckoned Qing Jing to sit in his arms, holding his hand and pressing it on the chicken skin.With his innate fire control ability and heat insulation, Qingjing couldn't feel the blazing flames, but could only touch the slightly hot, oily, greasy soft tender chicken skin.

Shen Pingshan lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "Adjust the heat, let the time flow of this chicken be faster, and you can eat the meat sooner."

Food is the biggest motivator.It can not only lure a disciple of a famous school to put down his job and come to steal food, but also arouse the passion of the snake spirit who already eats once a week and manages it for a week.

He recalled the process of restoring the chicken bones to chicken wings, the true energy in his body circulated, and everything slowed down before his eyes.The so-called passage of time, in the eyes, turns into layers of overlapping spaces, sometimes here, sometimes there, seemingly virtual and real, and changing.

Through layers of almost identical images, his eyes naturally fell on a perfectly roasted browned roast chicken.There is almost no difference between the first few floors and the last few floors, but Qingjing's beastly intuition made him believe that the roast chicken in this fragment of time is the most delicious and fattest.

He thought about this area, and the time in front of it dissipated one after another, letting the time he chose replace him, and became the time Qing Jing was in at this time.

The layers of space are re-integrated into one, and there is no longer the feeling of criss-crossing spaces before.Qing Jing let go, poured it into Teacher Shen's arms, and said with certainty: "It's ready, I picked the best time."

He closed his eyes at the same time, alleviating the discomfort caused by using this high-level time spell.

However, when Mr. Shen tore off the scorched, slightly crispy chicken slices and stuffed them into his mouth, the snake spirit immediately regained his senses, swallowed the chicken with his mouth up, closed his eyes and opened his mouth wide Look for the owner's tender and smooth fingers.

Mo Ning, who was sitting on the sidelines waiting to eat, was deeply shocked. He didn't even bother to grab the chicken. He grabbed the snake essence by the collar and dragged it over to force him to ask, "The Way of Time? You can actually comprehend the Way of Time? How did you grasp the source of time? understandable!"

A real scholar like him has not learned the way of time, how can a host who relies on his face for his food master such an advanced way?

This also makes them who can't rely on their face to eat, what to do with people who are focused on research!what!live!

When he recovered from his grief and indignation, only the head and neck remained of the half-person tall pheasant, and the snake spirit was tearing apart the sternum one by one and gnawing on the remaining meat, his mouth was full of oil.Mo Ning's shock, admiration, and low self-esteem... all turned into deep pain, rushed up and snatched the chicken's head and neck, chewed the crispy bones together, and swallowed it, wiped his mouth and smiled sinisterly.

"In three months' time, it will be the real-world Six-Sect Grand Competition. After the official competition ends, we will also have a Six-Sect Grand Competition in our online game. Fellow Qingjing, you are the only player in our sect who has practiced the Dao of Time. There is a long way to go, and you must not let down the expectations of your brothers and sisters in this sect!"

"Six factions big competition? Didn't you say that the exam will be held at the end of the year!" Just after one big exam, the other was more intense, as if the big exam of the Olympiad in the cultivation world had already arrived. Rao Qingjing had just eaten and drank enough, and his body was also injured. I shivered, and felt a cold swish in my heart.

Mo Ning narrowed her eyes with a smile like a fox, cast a dust-removing spell on her hand to clean her hands, leaned close to Qingjing, half-covered her mouth and said meanly: "The Six Schools Grand Competition is not an ordinary exam, but It’s practice, and it’s about going on stage to compete with each other’s skills. I’ve seen your previous CDs, and your swordsmanship is good, right?”

Qing Jingjing nodded, trying to stretch her head over to listen more carefully, but was pushed into her arms by Teacher Shen.Mo Ning was so thick-skinned by this pair of flirtatious men, and against Teacher Shen's cold smile, she firmly showed her white teeth: "It's a pity that in this competition, only the skills learned in our school can be used. You can’t use the skills you learned before. So I decided to start a special training for you two from today, lest you lose to other sects in the six-sect competition and lose face for our Zhitian Pavilion!”

He stood up, kicked away the cleanly gnawed chicken bones, and with a wave of his right hand, the ground under his feet was suddenly cut open with Shen Ping Mountain as the center, one piece floated into the air, and the surrounding area was cut into eight petals. The shapes rise at the same time, and are arranged in a clockwise helical high and low order.

And under these lands, what is exposed is a dark and cold land of "nothing" like the real space of the universe.

He jumped onto the highest piece of floating soil, all the impetuous aura of a young man on his body subsided, his eyes were as thick as black ink, flashing with wisdom: "The host of this competition is Wuming Valley, and monks in the valley are best at Space change technique, when they fight with others, they not only move themselves at any time, but even the whole world will move with them. People who are not familiar with it can easily fall into a chaotic space and be attacked by them. I will try to imitate their skills, you guys Let’s try to crack it—be careful to use the newly learned skills after changing jobs!”

In an instant, the positions of the floating land changed again, leaving a large dark and cold void in the sky, and Mo Ning's figure had disappeared.Teacher Shen pulled Qingjing to stand up, holding his hand and pointed: "The space cutting method of Zhitian Pavilion is different from the transformation method of Wuminggu. Wuminggu transforms the position of matter, while Zhitian Pavilion cuts directly. Fill the space and fill it into another space. The black area below is the real void, and with your skills, you can’t touch it easily, or you will die and go back to Novice Village.”

Qing Jing hugged Teacher Shen's waist tightly, and complained inexplicably with grief and indignation: "Is there any way for scumbags to survive? They are too cruel in physics, and killing them is not enough, and they also bring corpses to destroy traces?"

Shen Pingshan enjoyed Qingjing's embrace, reached out and rubbed his soft back, turned his head and pecked at the snake's round ears, and said with a low laugh: "Don't be nervous, your ability is just to restrain him Yes, take a good look at where Mo Ning is 'just now', if you can't see it, take out the sand timepiece that Sect Master Wen gave you to help."

"Just now" Mo Ning?

Where was Mo Ning before he disappeared, and when did he disappear?

Qing Jing suddenly had an epiphany, took out the sand timepiece and controlled the time to go back one grain at a time.In the fragment of time, he saw the mud block in front of him transfer from the original space to another vacant space. He saw that the ordinary air was occupied by the land for a while, leaving nothing but emptiness, and finally he saw the land in the sky abruptly. The earth disappeared, and the earth returned to its ordinary appearance.

The sand in the sand timepiece flowed back one more time, and the magic power gathered around Mo Ning's body dissipated, pretending to be serious and spit out the last few words: "Zhitian Pavilion's face!"

Before the last word "zi" was bitten, a slippery and cold little hand slid onto his neck, Qing Jing got out of Shen Pingshan's arms, and replied with a smile: "There is no need to test me, I have passed your exam just now." It's just that you haven't experienced it during this period of time, and only Teacher Shen and I know."

Teacher Shen stood up with his hands on his hands, pulled him and Mo Ning away, and kissed him tenderly: "I can't turn back time with you, but I can see the torrent of time around you. It can be seen that you The spell casts beautifully."

Qingjing proudly rushed up to lick him, and when he was satisfied with the licking, he took out a sand timepiece to show off: "Thanks to the magic weapon given by Sect Master Wen, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do it alone. By the way, Senior Brother Mo Ning, if you really don't I'm glad I didn't leave the chicken for you just now, or I'll reverse the time of the chicken and turn it into a whole chicken for you to eat? I used to eat chicken wings like this, and I can eat one chicken wing several times. Although I'm not full, But it’s very satisfying!”

"No..." The image of a whole roasted chicken popping out of the snake spirit's mouth appeared in front of my eyes, Mo Ning's face turned green, and she covered her mouth and waved her hand: "I'm still used to eating and killing now, you guys practice slowly." Well, I have something else to do, see you next time."

"Don't touch here, there are still people", "It's all right, Brother Mo will leave soon", "I'll roll up my sleeves, you chew slowly", "Mr. Mo Ning, a single monk, felt more and more empty and depressing, and a crystal teardrop ran across his upturned face: "Master, I want to fall in love."