Chapter 118 Learning Distraction Control Techniques
With a flick of his wrist, Ning Fengzhi brought a rustic sheepskin scroll to his palm.
He gently placed it on the table and pushed it in front of Ye Liuyun, his expression open and honest.
"This is one of the fundamental principles of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—the method of controlling distraction."
Seeing Ye Liuyun's eyes flicker slightly, Ning Fengzhi introduced gently:
"This method is usually only passed down to direct disciples. When cultivated to a high level, one can control multiple soul skills simultaneously with great precision."
"Although it was created to support Soul Masters to amplify different targets at the same time, for Battle Soul Masters, if they can cultivate the 'Three Apertures Control Heart' or even the 'Four Apertures Constant Heart,' both their control over the battlefield and the smoothness of their Soul Skill combos will experience a qualitative leap."
He looked at Ye Liuyun, his tone conveying both the expectations of an elder and the sincerity of an ally:
"Now that we are allies, and I have said that I would support you with all my might, I will not hold back."
"Here you go. I will arrange for the most skilled elder in the sect to personally guide your cultivation. There will be a lot of hardships involved, so I hope your progress will not disappoint me."
Ye Liuyun didn't stand on ceremony and reached out to take the scroll.
Now he dares not underestimate anyone or anything.
This thing is indeed useful to him, especially when facing group battles or high-intensity one-on-one duels. Distraction control can amplify his combat awareness infinitely.
"Thank you," Ye Liuyun said succinctly.
Ning Fengzhi nodded in satisfaction, then turned and walked towards the door.
However, just as he was about to step out the door, he suddenly stopped.
Without turning around, Ning Fengzhi, with his back to Ye Liuyun, spoke softly, yet with an unwavering certainty that seemed to see through everything:
"Oh, and remember to protect the portion of the immortal herb that belongs to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Ye Liuyun's fingers tightened slightly as he held the scroll, then he chuckled to himself.
Just now, in front of Xue Qinghe, he said he had finished eating, in order to extinguish any thoughts the Spirit Hall might have.
Even if Xue Qinghe were to verify it, Chrysanthemum Douluo would still say that this thing is indeed rare.
But Ning Fengzhi, that old fox, clearly guessed from his previous attitude and transactions that he still had this thing.
Ye Liuyun shook his head, but there was no anger in his eyes. Instead, there was more appreciation for the wise man.
Dealing with smart people is certainly less stressful, but you also have to be constantly on your guard.
He didn't give a direct answer to "yes" or "no," but instead, looking at Ning Fengzhi's retreating figure, he changed the subject, his tone relaxed yet solemn:
"Don't worry, I'm a person of my word."
Ning Fengzhi smiled with satisfaction, said nothing more, and walked away, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.
Neither of them mentioned the word "immortal herb" again, but a deeper contract about the future was silently formed at that moment.
In the days that followed, a secluded courtyard in the back mountain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect became Ye Liuyun's exclusive forbidden zone.
As a top-level secret technique of the sect, "Distraction Control" is tedious and extremely tests one's mental resilience.
Ordinary disciples often need several years to even touch the threshold of "controlling the heart through the three orifices" when practicing this method.
But with Ye Liuyun, his powerful mental strength and the accumulation of years made the progress bar move incredibly fast.
In the courtyard, a few light, fluttering leaves hovered eerily in the air.
Ye Liuyun sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.
With a thought, the leaves seemed to come alive.
The first one slices horizontally with lightning speed like a sharp blade, the second one moves back and forth repeatedly, the third one draws a gentle circle with the breeze, and the fourth one bounces irregularly.
One can focus on four things at once without interfering with each other.
"The four orifices of the heart are now complete."
Ye Liuyun slowly opened his eyes, flicked his fingertips, and the four leaves instantly turned into dust.
This so-called "distraction control" is less a technique and more a refined management of his powerful mental strength.
"Cough cough."
A deliberate cough came from the courtyard wall.
Ye Liuyun sighed helplessly, without turning his head:
"Senior Sword, as a Title Douluo, aren't you afraid that lying in the corner every day will tarnish the reputation of the Seven Kill Sword?"
A flash of silver light appeared, and Chen Xin landed in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, seemingly arrogant. But the moment his gaze fell on the four piles of fine, flour-like leaf fragments on the ground, his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
At the same time, he could control the four forces with ease, which was a sign of the great success of the "Four Apertures of Constant Heart".
On the surface, Chen Xin maintained the demeanor of a superior person, but inside, a turbulent storm was brewing:
A few weeks? This kid has only been practicing for a few weeks at most? He actually managed to shorten the time it takes others, even direct disciples of a sect, to master a level that would require years of hard work to achieve, to just a few weeks?
He recalled how much hardship he had endured and how many days and nights he had spent honing this technique of distraction when he was young.
But the boy in front of me crossed that threshold as easily as eating and drinking.
"What terrifying mental strength this requires, and what astonishing talent for distraction..."
Chen Xin took a deep breath, and suddenly it dawned on him:
"That's right, this kid's fourth spirit ring is already ten thousand years old. He withstood the soul shock after a ten-thousand-year-old spirit beast died, so his mental strength is freakish. I'm really getting senile, still judging him by common sense."
When he looked at Ye Liuyun again, the light in his eyes had changed.
It's no longer just about valuing a promising talent, but about looking at a rare and exceptional gem.
"So what if his martial soul isn't a sword?"
The thought in Chen Xin's heart grew wildly.
"The path of cultivation leads to the same end. Each level is as difficult as ascending to heaven, and it is no longer something that can be overcome by hard work. He is already this age, and his future is already predictable."
Look at the young man before me, rising like the sun, so dazzling.
Even he, the heir to the Seven Kill Sword who struck fear into the hearts of the world and a Super Douluo, felt envious.
How could a sword cultivator possibly feel envious of others? But he couldn't help it.
Before him was Qian Daoliu, the invincible sky-defining 99th-level Limit Douluo, who was even his father's opponent.
Behind them was a genius boy whose depths seemed endless, like an abyss.
The world is vast and boundless, yet it is full of regrets.
Even if the other party is not a sword cultivator, Chen Xin still feels that the other party will go further than him on the path of swordsmanship.
Reach the point where you have no sword in your hand, but a sword in your heart, and everything can be a sword.
With such comprehension, if one can inherit his mantle, one will surely forge a path unprecedented in history!
Thinking of this, Chen Xin could no longer restrain himself, stepped forward, and stared intently at Ye Liuyun:
"There's no need for apprenticeship. I wish to pass on all my skills to you, hoping you can go and see the higher realms of swordsmanship for me."
Chen Xin's tone became more serious than ever before, even carrying a hint of seduction:
"Distraction control is just a technique; what I can teach you is the essence!"
"The Way of Slaughter!"
Ye Liuyun stood up, dusted off the hem of his clothes, and answered as crisply and decisively as ever.
"What's the point of scenery if you don't see it yourself?"
"you..."
With a heart full of worldly desires and anger, these words were tantamount to a rejection.
His hand was trembling as he pointed at Ye Liuyun. This was an opportunity that countless people in the world would kill for, and this kid actually refused it?
"Rotten wood! Utterly incomprehensible rotten wood! Wouldn't it be better to learn another skill?"
Chen Xin angrily flicked his sleeve, transforming it into a sword light that soared into the sky, leaving behind a furious roar:
"I'll come back tomorrow! I refuse to believe you're such a dull stone that you won't get it!"
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