The spirit visualization method was simple.
All he had to do was focus his spirit to feel the internal structure of the blank in his hand. He did not have to feel too meticulously. All he had to do was feel which part of the blank was looser and which part was tighter.
Any more meticulous feeling would not be achievable with the beginner level spirit visualization method.
"Doesn't it sound easy?" Boss Huang asked Tang Ling.
Tang Ling was a little lost. Was it easy or difficult?
Boss Huang was also at a loss. Hmm, should he tell Tang Ling that it was easy or difficult?
As a matter of fact, the spirit visualization method was very difficult. Think about it. During the Genetic Chain Talent Test and the first time he cultivated it …
All of them involved visualization.
During the talent test, it was just a random visualization without a specific goal.
During the first cultivation, even though there was a requirement for the visualization method, he had to construct it based on his own will.
All of that required the help of machines and absolute calmness.
Now, Tang Ling had to visualize a specific target while he was smithing to probe its internal structure?
Not only did it involve multitasking, but there were also huge restrictions. He could not do it as he wished. How difficult was it?
However, Boss Huang felt that if he made it sound too difficult, what if Tang Ling achieved it easily? What should he do then? How could he call Tang Ling stupid in the future?
Since Tang Ling did not say anything, Boss Huang thought about it and said, "It's easy for me and some geniuses, but it's hard for you. Let's see how long you take to master it. "
Boss Huang was cunning and did not specify a specific time. No matter how fast Tang Ling learned it, he would just say that he was slow.
Then, Boss Huang started to explain the visualization method in detail.
Speaking of which, the visualization method was not that difficult. The key was to concentrate one's spirit. It was not a normal concentration but the pineal gland of the human brain.
There was a specific method to do it.
As long as one mastered this method of concentration, it was equivalent to forming an invisible 'eye' through the pineal gland with one's mental energy. This eye was much more useful than a human's real eyes because it could 'see' many things that the human eye could not see.
Through the visualization method, one could probe the internal structure of the blank.
With the advancement of this method, he would be able to see even more subtle existences.
Boss Huang's explanation was very detailed. It seemed like he was very concerned about the method, so Tang Ling was also very serious about it.
In fact, two hours had already passed before he could put it into practice.
"Alright, you now understand what you need to understand. Starting tomorrow, you'll be forging like this. What you have to remember is that before you formally master it, the efficiency of smithing will become slower. "
"When you can recover your smithing efficiency and increase it by at least a third, only then will you be considered to have grasped the basics of this method," Boss Huang reminded him after the explanation.
Frowning, Tang Ling nodded.
Boss Huang is really amazing! His method is really amazing! Even though it sounded normal after he explained it to her, it was hard for her to think of such a method before he explained it to her.
"So, it's called the spirit visualization method?" Tang Ling had a feeling that something like this should have an awesome name.
"What else? Teach you how to open your third eye? " Boss Huang glanced askance at Tang Ling. As a matter of fact, the cultivation method was not called the spirit visualization method but the God's Eye. Only a handful of people could cultivate it.
Most of the people who cultivated it were Excellentors and … but Boss Huang did not want to reveal its original name.
Why? Because Tang Ling was an idiot and did not need to know about it.
What else did Tang Ling want to say? It was then that Han Xing's loud voice entered his ears, "Tang Ling! Tang Ling! Are you done with your work? Let's practice our swordplay! "
Han Xing already knew Tang Ling's identity. In fact, he had known since last night.
After all, Tang Ling would not wear the dog bandana in Dvesha Moha. Moreover, he did not want to hide his identity from Han Xing.
Tang Ling did not know why Han Xing insisted on following him back to Dvesha Moha. However, he did not sense any malicious intent from Han Xing.
"Practice swordplay? I think you guys are practicing scoundrels! "Boss Huang shouted before Tang Ling could answer Han Xing.
He thought to himself, Why is Han Xing so energetic? It seemed like feeding Monty hadn't tortured him enough.
While Boss Huang was thinking about it, Han Xing dashed into the smithing room.
From his face to his body, he was covered in black dots of various sizes, making him look like a Dalmatian.
However, he did not notice it at all. He was holding two wooden sticks excitedly.
Tang Ling wanted to ask what happened. It was the first time he was curious about Monty. Monty seemed to be kept somewhere above the third floor, but Tang Ling had never stepped foot above that.
Nevertheless, Tang Ling decided not to ask. He would just let Han Xing be a Dalmatian.
Tang Ling was a good person.
However, he rejected Han Xing's request to practice scoundrels because he had to go out. He needed to see Ro Xin and Ro Li to at least tell them that he was fine.
"Where are you going? I want to go too." Han Xing was always energetic.
Tang Ling did not comment. He said, "Whatever you want." Then, he went back to his room to wash up.
However, two hours had passed. Why was Higan not here yet?
**
20 minutes later, Tang Ling went out with Han Xing behind him with a bandaged head.
Han Xing finally realized that he was a Dalmatian. After a painful scream, he was told that the spots on his body had to be washed with a special potion for at least three days. He had no choice but to accept his fate.
Boss Huang, that old man, was a bad guy.
However, Han Xing did not want to give up the chance to go out, so he wrapped his head tightly, revealing a pair of gleaming eyes as he shamelessly followed Tang Ling.
Tang Ling was not in the mood to care about Han Xing.
Higan did not show up at all, and it was already 4 pm.
Thinking about the conversation yesterday, Tang Ling did not feel at ease, but he firmly believed that Higan would come.
Therefore, he bribed Ding Ling and Ding Dong with 100 Black Wind coins and told them that if Higan came, they should accompany her well and not let her wait for him. If everything went smoothly, he would be back in two to three hours.
Actually, he could have been faster. He invited Ro Xin and Ro Li over.
However, when he came back, he wanted Ro Xin to accompany him to the market. Girls usually knew what they liked.
Tang Ling had a plan in mind.
Both of them were eye-catching as they walked on the street.
Tang Ling was wearing a bandana with a donkey's face on it. Needless to say, it was Boss Huang's handiwork, but he told Tang Ling that the face on the bandana was that of a horse.
As for Han Xing, his entire head was wrapped up, but his eyes were gleaming. He looked as perverted as a pervert could get. Everyone who saw him would think that he was a thief who stole underwear.
But fortunately, no one looked at them angrily and couldn't help but want to beat them up.
Because Tang Ling was in the limelight yesterday, there were a lot of young men with dog bandanas on the street, and as expected, all of them looked perverted.
Therefore, Tang Ling and Han Xing did not stand out too much.
When they reached the third street of the Pearl District, Han Xing was very excited. He whispered in Tang Ling's ear, "Bro, you're famous now! Look at all the admirers on the street! This is great! You won't lack women no matter where you go! "
Tang Ling glared at Han Xing.
Han Xing shrunk his neck and grumbled, "I guess you're right. You have a queen now. Who dares to be the queen's mistress? Won't they die a horrible death? "
"No matter how beautiful a woman is, I'll get tired of her after three years."
"Can you even speak like a human?" Tang Ling could not stand the fact that he was with such a perverted person.
Unfortunately, Han Xing's attention was attracted by a woman on the street. Excited, he said to Tang Ling, "Bro, look! I have an impersonator!"
Tang Ling glanced at the woman. Impersonator? Isn't he just carrying a sword? Is this an impersonator?
While the two of them were talking nonsense, they reached No. 299 on the third street.
Almost all the buildings on this street were built with large seashells, but the Ancient Path Drugstore at No.299 was not.
The drugstore was built with a special kind of seabed wood. The design was a mix of Huaxia, but the green hue made it look lively.
However, amidst the lively hue, the outer wall of the drugstore was built with yellow withered wood. Abstract ancient paths were drawn one after another, adding a sense of vicissitudes to the lively atmosphere.
It was as if the vibrant life was filled with vicissitudes of life and it had a certain artistic conception.
Tang Ling loved art, so he could not help but admire it a little more.
Han Xing, on the other hand, liked women. His body was shaking as he muttered to himself, "F * ck me! What a masterpiece!"
"What masterpiece?" Tang Ling came back to his senses and saw Han Xing pointing at the drugstore that was wide open.
The drugstore was crowded with people, and it seemed like business was booming.
Among the crowd, a girl in a crescent-white short-sleeved shirt and long pants was busy.
Perhaps it was because she was too busy, but her forehead was covered in sweat. Her hair band that was tied up in a bun was slightly wet, and her bangs were also sticking to her forehead.
Her clothes were also wet, showing off her curvaceous figure.
She had a beautiful face, but it was not comparable to Higan's, but she was a rare beauty among the crowd. Coupled with her serious side profile, she looked even more alluring.
Tang Ling smiled when he saw her. Who else could she be? Wasn't she Ro Xin?
Han Xing obviously misunderstood Tang Ling's meaning. He grabbed Tang Ling's arm excitedly and said, "Bro, am I right? She's a masterpiece! Your queen is indeed beautiful, but her beauty is too high and mighty. One can only admire her from afar and not touch her. But this one … "
Tang Ling turned around and looked at Han Xing with a puzzled gaze. "I can touch her, right?"
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