C1133
C1133
Why does it feel like a lot of basic knowledge is being broken one by one by Uncle Uncle Zhang?
"Jumped?"
"Damn, boss is awesome!"
Facing everyone's shock, Yue Wuwei chuckled:
"You guys until why can he jump? "Actually, he can totally break through to the late stage, or even the peak stage. I have my own feelings."
"Are you for real?" Why is this happening? "
"Because a long time ago, he could have broken through the Nascent Soul stage, but due to his own suppression and the suppression of the laws of heaven and earth, until now, with cultivation being so condensed, a direct breakthrough is not that surprising, the advantage is ?" There are benefits to being able to comprehend a better control of one's strength. You can learn from it as well. " Yue Wuwei said: "Of course we have to be cautious. Not everyone has the same ability as him to suppress others."
"Uncle Uncle Zhang is so powerful." Nina said in a tone of adoration.
"Alright, all of you go make your breakthroughs. When you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you'll have the power to protect yourself." Zhang Han laughed.
"Should I pay attention to what happens when I break through?" Zhang Guangyou hesitated for a moment, then said: "The situation you were in, is indeed scary."
"You don't have to worry about that. I'm a special ability or cultivation technique for cultivation. You guys just follow your usual practice and circulate your cultivation technique to comprehend it. After breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, carefully feel the changes in your body." Zhang Han said.
"Fine, there's no time to lose. Let's all go make our breakthroughs. Stabilizing our cultivation will take time as well. There are only two more days until the day where Yun Yingtian arrives." Zhang Mu said.
Thus, everyone left the training room one by one.
Seeing Mu Xue, Zhao Feng, Ah Hu, Lao Meng, Leng Yue, Chen Changqing, Zhang Guangyou, the Southern Mountain King, and more, the Mengmeng was in a bit of a daze.
Back in the lounge.
"Dad, I want to cultivate as well."
Mengmeng tugged on Zhang Han's palm. "My spiritual sense still doesn't know how to use it."
"Sure, dad will teach you."
After Zhang Han heard this, he led Zi Yan and the Mengmeng into the side of the training room.
Nina thought about it for a while and then went off to practice. Yue Xiaoxiao had nothing else to do, so she ran off to do her homework.
Those who needed to break through all went into seclusion.
"What is the spiritual sense?"
Zhang Han and Zi Yan sat beside Mengmeng, while the Blacky lay beside Zhang Han's legs.
The teaching began, "The spiritual sense is equivalent to our second eye, not just some perspective eye, like infrared scanning, but the first function is to check out the surroundings. Look, if we go into the ruins, the environment is unfamiliar, and we don't know if there are any potential dangers, in the forest, there are many situations that the naked eye can't notice, and there are even some invisible spiritual beast. At that time, we need the spiritual sense to scan, to ensure our safety."
"Didn't we have to follow the steps to open the defensive treasure after entering the relic?" Mengmeng blinked his large and clear eyes.
"Right, opening the treasure first is the first step, after that it is to activate the spiritual sense." Zhang Han laughed and said: "The spiritual sense is able to let us discover some dangers ahead of time, during a battle, we can also observe the movements of the enemy more carefully. This is a basic function, a little more profound, such as the incantation, illusion techniques, these are mainly used to display the spiritual sense."
"Spells?" Mengmeng's eyes lit up. The little girl was actually very interested in that.
"Yes, it could be said to be a spell."
"Then I want to learn."
"Wait until father teaches you."
"Not now?" Mengmeng was stunned.
"Your spiritual sense has just been formed and is still very weak." Zhang Han thought for a while and said, "The spiritual sense has many functions, and is also very powerful, but many moves are related to the target. If you want to learn illusions, you can easily confuse ordinary people, but someone with the same strength as you can easily see through the environment. If it's a spiritual sense technique with offensive power, or a curse, it is possible to harm your spiritual sense if you use it badly, or if you make the enemy resist it.
"That's not right, dad, but I heard Auntie Xue say that there are some people who can use magic when they have Qi power, and also those terrifying Head Descending Spells." The Mengmeng said.
There are some people with extraordinary innate talent who could have spiritual sense s in advance. There are some people who can use some special methods to make themselves lack of spiritual sense s, and can also use some secret techniques related to spiritual sense s, which are the people who can use the incantations whenever they use their Qi. In this kind of situation, compared to normal situations, they are more likely to be affected by backlash, at least ten times more dangerous. Zhang Han's expression became serious.
Teach the usage of the spiritual sense, then tell it of its drawbacks and areas that it needs to pay attention to.
With regards to the cultivation of the Mengmeng, Zhang Han had developed this system over the years.
The beginning was relatively high, and Mengmeng could only be considered as just starting.
"Does that mean I can't learn those spells now?" Mengmeng pouted.
"Yes."
Zhang Han immediately replied, his father would definitely not displease the little girl.
"But I'm not powerful enough right now. Isn't it dangerous?" The Mengmeng said.
"It will be dangerous to use those powerful techniques, but the simple matter is still possible."
Zhang Han chuckled: "I was originally planning to teach you when you were in the middle stage of the Innate Realm. Since you want to learn now, then daddy will have to teach you now. You have to learn these techniques step by step, after learning the first one, before you can start learning the second one.
"Alright, I'll be obedient. I'll learn from each of you." Mengmeng promised while laughing.
Yes, Daddy prepared a hundred moves of the spiritual sense Secret Art for you. You can call it a hundred techniques or call it 100 techniques, but it's just a title anyway. Let go of your mind, I'll teach it to you right now." Zhang Han said.
A hundred kinds of spiritual sense Secret Arts were carefully selected by Zhang Han. They were the spiritual sense Secret Techniques with potential and space for growth. It involved everything.
How could it be normal for something that Zhang Han had meticulously prepared?
"How can I let go of my mind?" The Mengmeng sat upright, and closed his eyes.
"Just relax."
"Yeah, but I ? I was distracted."
"It's nothing, relax ?"
Zhang Han reached out his left hand and gently rubbed Mengmeng's head.
One, two, three.
Crash! *
Zhang Han's eyes lit up, and a very detailed hundred secret technique entered Mengmeng's mind.
Zi Yan sat at the side and did not speak. A smile hung from the corner of his mouth as he looked at the father and daughter pair.
Memories of the past would float back to his mind from time to time.
He still remembered that he had just sent Mengmeng to Zhang Han's residence.
The little girl was babbling and couldn't bear to part with herself. After sitting for a while, she got angry at Zhang Han and fought with him for a while before she left.
When she left, her heart was empty. She only thought about it for a few days and wanted to let Mengmeng experience the taste of living a life with her father. No matter what, she was her own father and wouldn't starve her.
Unexpectedly, a week had not even passed when the two of them went to Xiangjiang. Hearing the happy tone and hearing the phone calls from Mengmeng, they felt a bit sad at the time.
She hurriedly went to Shang Jing and ran back there. She saw that this father and daughter pair were very happy together and that Mengmeng was sticking to her father.
At that time, she and Zhang Han could not see the future and were very afraid of losing the Mengmeng.
At that time, Mengmeng was only four years old.
It was already this big, almost 1.6 meters.
The spark of love began then.
Having a child before having love.
Zi Yan's smile was a little sweet.
Feelings of fate were indescribable.
If it wasn't for the fact that there was something wrong with her body and she was lucky, she would only have one chance to give birth to a child in her lifetime, then she wouldn't have been born in North America due to the accident with Zhang Han.
It was all fated. God had given me such a perfect husband.
Otherwise, how could he have been reborn from the ninth stage of the tribulation?
He just came to find me.
"What are you laughing at?"
Zhang Han laughed as he looked at Zi Yan.
"What are you laughing at?"
Zi Yan's exquisite face was full of smiles. At the same time, her love was deep.
If he was in the castle at this moment, if the small electric light bulb was not by his side.
It was probably another storm.
Hearing this, Zhang Han raised his hand and pinched Zi Yan's face with his forefinger and middle finger.
Five minutes later.
Mengmeng opened his eyes.
"Dad, I'm dizzy. 100 moves. So many."
"Just slowly learn." Zhang Han laughed: Since you have nothing better to do, you go ahead and learn the first move. If there's anything you don't understand, I'll teach you.
"Awesome."
Mengmeng closed his eyes and started to comprehend the first spiritual sense technique.
"Daddy, this spellcaster tortoise ?"
Mengmeng looked at Zhang Han, slightly speechless.
"Why did you learn Condensing Fist in the first move?"
"What bastard." Zhang Han touched his forehead, "A turtle is a turtle, isn't a turtle the bastard?"
"The eighth prince's name is Turtle." With regards to the scientific question, Mengmeng immediately answered, "It also has other names. A turtle, lumps of fish, fish, etc., they're all turtle type. Anyway, it's more or less the same, if someone else saw me condensing it, they would definitely treat it as a b * stard, don't they look a little improper?"
"How could that be?" Zhang Han laughed and said: "The higher level of the tortoise type is known as the Black Tortoise. One of the four images is the Black Tortoise type, and it also has a place among the ancient demonic beast s. Their defense is extremely shocking, and some can even move mountains and overturn the seas, and possess great might.
"No discrimination, just unimposing." Mengmeng snorted: "Look at Aunt Xue, Uncle Chen, Uncle Hu, Uncle Feng, and Father! Every time when we are fighting, the moves are always majestic, and right now I can only throw two fireballs and whip them, and it will be gone."
"Then when I go back, daddy will teach you two moves. Just wait for you to learn these hundred moves first." Zhang Han said.
"Okay." The Mengmeng muttered.
He wanted to say that the Flame Whip and the Fireball Technique were both very powerful.
Last time at that martial arts gathering, he had been sent flying by a group of grandmasters. It was very easy, especially with fireball techniques. He had only used half of his strength to create such a huge pit.
Mengmeng felt that he, himself, was pretty amazing.
The last time he saw An He, he wasn't a martial artist yet, but now An He wasn't even enough.
Why do I have a feeling that I'm not good at everything?
If it wasn't because they had come into contact with these people, they would have either reached the Jindan Stage or the Nascent Soul Stage and would have gone to the Sea Dragon Star Region to play. It was obvious that the Connate realm wasn't enough.
"Dad, I can't condense it."
The Mengmeng exhausted a lot of energy, but it was of no use to him.
"Take it slow. Don't worry, according to the method of spiritual sense, everything will be difficult in the beginning. As long as you can condense an illusion and train for a while, you will be able to condense and take form." Zhang Han said.
"But I don't get it here."
"Where?"
"?"
Finally, after two hours of hard work.
Sssii! *
The Mengmeng watched intently. His will was firm as the spiritual sense continuously gathered according to the unique stripes.
It finally turned into a faint shadow of a spirit turtle.
However, when he looked at the shadow that was condensed, it was different from an ordinary spirit turtle. It seemed as if there were a few sharp spikes growing on its back.
Zhang Han: "..."
The illusion of the Spirit Thorn Divine Turtle.
How could a normal little spell give birth to the shadow of a ancient demonic beast?
Zhang Han was speechless, but what a change.
Zhang Han had seen the Spirit Spikes Divine Turtle once, its defense was astonishing, and the thorns on its back were also a type of attack.
There had once been thirteen tribulation stage three cultivators that caught the Spirit Thorn Divine Turtle.
At first, the Divine Tortoise didn't pay any attention to it. It was only defending itself, but later, it was struck by a divine ability. After it grew angry, the spikes on its back left its body and, as if they had transformed into flying swords, harvested more than ten tribulation lifespan in an instant.
That once grand glance.
Zhang Han was also shocked, the Spirit Spikes Divine Turtle was not one to be trifled with.
And today, Zhang Han saw the afterimage formed by the Mengmeng.
Isn't this the Spirit Thorn Divine Turtle?
If it was formed, not only would the spiritual sense's defense be astonishing, it would also have a very strong attack power.
He was only at the Innate realm, how did he come into contact with ancient demonic beast?
Zhang Han felt a headache.
His path of cultivation was like that of a derailed car, already out of its normal trajectory.
The divine sense sea and Nascent Soul, what were they?
In the end, the Mengmeng started taking the wrong path while practising the spiritual sense technique.
Could this be a trend?
Was the Immortal Cultivation World's method of cultivation different from what he had experienced in the past thousand years?
Not really.
'Master of the Heavenly Flows ? '
The possibility that Zhang Han thought of, was that he was already the master of Sky Stream.
Sigh.
Perhaps, it would become more and more difficult to teach them in the future.
In that moment, there were a lot of ideas in Zhang Han's mind.
When Mengmeng was done gathering all of the ingredients, she finally revealed an excited expression:
"Daddy, come out, is this the Spirit Turtle? It seems pretty cool. "
"There's something different." Zi Yan's right hand gripped his chin, and after looking at it for a moment, he said, "A very mighty feeling, just like that of a beast king."
"Yes, I entered the sect in a few hours. As expected of my daughter, she's really amazing." Zhang Han kept his thoughts and praised.
"Hehehehe, that must be done."
Mengmeng also kept his spiritual energy, his face full of smiles.
I'm glad.
So cultivation was also a form of pleasure?
Seeing the results of his hard work, he felt quite satisfied.
"Dad, tell me, how many days do you think I'll be able to learn Spellcaster Turtle? Is it only capable of defense?" The Mengmeng asked again.
"You shouldn't only have the ability to defend yourself. You'll have to wait until you completely condense this ability. By then, even you will be able to feel it yourself." Zhang Han laughed.
To be able to make Zhang Han say the word 'should' with such uncertainty was already a little exaggerated.
"Alright, I'll write my homework first before I start cultivating. I'm a bit tired just now." The Mengmeng took the initiative to speak.
After being relaxed for a long time, it was time to get back to business.
"Sure, Yue Xiaolou is also doing her homework. Do you want to go with her or should we go back to our room?" Zi Yan asked.
"I'll write with her."
Mengmeng thought for a while and said.
The two of them were friends.
Thus, the three of them walked out, and in the lounge, they found Yue Wuwei and the others who were seated at the side.
As the few of them were chatting, Yue Xiaoxiao was busy writing her homework.
There weren't that many people. Zhang Mu, You Huo, and a few others all either cultivated or broke through.
From the looks of it, he would only be able to leave his seclusion after reaching the destination. If his cultivation was high, then his breakthrough would be much more stable.
"I'm a little hungry."
After sitting for a short while, Zi Yan spoke out to Zhang Han.
"Hungry or hungry?" Zhang Han's expression changed as he laughed.
"I'm hungry." Zi Yan pursed her red lips, her stomach still made noises that didn't fit in with the situation.
"What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever."
"Egg Fried Rice?"
"I don't want to eat it."
"Stir-Fried Vegetables? Red Braised Meat? Dumplings? "
"I don't want to eat it."
"So what else do you say?"
"Humph, Mengmeng, do you want to eat hotpot?" Zi Yan snorted to express his dissatisfaction.
"Yes!" Mengmeng responded crisply.
"Then let's eat hotpot." After that, Zi Yan turned around and looked at Zhang Han's weird expression. She could not help but extend her arm and pinched his waist.
If it was a normal situation, Zhang Han would probably let out a shriek and come to take liberties with Zi Yan.
But now, seeing how serious Mengmeng and the rest were in doing their homework, she decided to forget about it.
"Let's go over there. We'll start eating after we prepare the ingredients." Zhang Han laughed.
He brought Zi Yan to a table at the side. It was also a rectangular table, and was about the same as the dining table.
This resting area wasn't big, and could hold tens of people.
Right now, the other areas of the spaceship were more crowded and crowded, but it was still very easy for them here.
"We'll go too."
Yue Wuwei, Lisa, Zhang Mu, You Huo and a few others also came over.
"Do you need any help?" Quiet Fire asked with a smile, "I can wash the vegetables, I just happen to have some wine with me."
"Don't take that wine, I still have a few jars of good wine." Zhang Mu said.
"There's no need to be busy. Everyone, take a seat."
Zhang Han said as he waved his right hand.
Crash.
Various dishes appeared in front of his eyes, along with the special dipping condiments s.
Zi Yan and Mengmeng both liked to eat hotpot. Last time, they forgot to bring some ingredients, so this time Zhang Han took quite a lot.
Fatty mutton, beef, brain, bone marrow, boneless duck paw, black fur belly, white leaves, brain, mushrooms, green vegetables, all were placed on the plate.
The pot is a large mandarin duck pot.
Clang!
There was hot soup and tomato soup.
Zhang Han snapped his fingers, and a small cluster of flames burst into life below, reaching about five centimeters on the floating table.
Two minutes later.
The fragrance of the hotpot wafted in the air.
Gu gu gu ?
Zi Yan's stomach could not help but growl.
"Whoosh!"
Oh, oh!
Me too.
The Da Hei flew out from Mengmeng's bag and became half a meter tall. It ran to Zhang Han and looked at him eagerly.
"You guys can go eat barbecue."
Seeing that Xiao Budian and the Blacky had also run over, Zhang Han waved his hands and took out three kicks.
"Oh, oh, oh."
What the f * ck?
Seeing the Da Hei pouting, Zhang Han felt both speechless and amused.