A Good Romance
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Lian Xuerong did not spend too much time on this. This matter was not worth mentioning, she was just curious about it.
"What do you want to see me for?" She asked coldly.
"Oh," Ling Han nodded, "I want to ask Flag Captain if there are any techniques to cultivate mental power."
"What do you want this kind of technique for?" Lian Xuerong was puzzled.
"Isn't it because I need mental power to cultivate the Array Dao?" Ling Han said.
"You actually want to learn it?" Lian Xuerong was really shocked this time. She thought that Ling Han was just biting off more than he could chew and would give up after some research.
But Ling Han actually asked her for the cultivation method of mental power. In other words, he really wanted to learn the Array Dao.
Hiss, you're a freak.
She shook her head, "The number of techniques to cultivate mental power is pitifully small. All of them are in the hands of Array Masters and will never be leaked."
In other words, unless one becomes a disciple of one of these people, it would be impossible to learn it.
Ling Han could not help but feel depressed. He did not want to be a disciple of anyone.
"Moreover, there are pitifully few people who can cultivate mental power." Lian Xuerong continued, "This requires talent. If one out of ten people can walk on the path of Martial Art, then one out of ten thousand people may not be able to cultivate mental power. And only by cultivating mental power, can one walk on the Array Dao."
She looked at Ling Han and changed the topic, saying, "But, if you really want to try, it's not impossible."
"Wait."
She began to rummage through the drawers, looking for something.
Ling Han initially did not feel anything, but when he occasionally glanced at Lian Xuerong, he suddenly felt a rush of heat.
Damn, this charming beauty was actually looking for something with her butt up, the leather cloth tightly wrapped around her voluptuous breasts. It was irritating.
Ling Han hurriedly turned his head, thinking that it was strange. With his temperament, how could he be so impatient?
Could it be that his self-control has also decreased because of his cultivation?
After a while, Lian Xuerong finally found what she was looking for, walked back, and threw a round plate towards Ling Han. It was made of metal, and when it hit the table, a crisp "peng" sound rang out.
"This is what array masters use to choose their disciples. It's called the God's Will Board." Lian Xuerong explained, "People who are talented in this area can use this to cultivate a trace of spiritual power."
Ling Han nodded and picked up the disk to take a look. It was as thin as a mirror. One side was smooth, while the other side was like a maze. It was filled with veined patterns, and after staring at it for a while, he discovered that these veined patterns were actually moving.
"I advise you not to bite off more than you can chew. Although array masters are rare and have a high status, it requires talent. It's not something you can achieve with just hard work," Lian Xuerong said seriously.
"I understand." Ling Han nodded.
Lian Xuerong waved her hand, indicating that Ling Han could leave. Just by looking at his expression when he answered, she knew that this guy did not listen to her at all.
Forget it. After a few days, when he hits a wall, he will naturally know that Martial Art is the only truth.
Look at the current emperor. His Martial Art is peerless and dominates the world. Does he need to cultivate array skills to set off?
Ling Han took the disk back and then looked at it.
Lian Xuerong did not say what to do specifically. She just stared at it.
Ling Han stared at it. The densely packed veined patterns seemed to have a life of their own, twisting slightly.
Is this because I stared at it for too long and left a visual residue?
Ling Han thought in his heart. But when he channeled the mystic power in his body to his eyes, he still found that the veined patterns were moving.
"No, it's really moving."
"There should be a small array in this disk."
As he looked at it, he felt that something in his body was being triggered, but he could not tell what it was.
Eh?
He was surprised to find that there was a small white dot on the disk.
He reached out to touch it, but found that his hand could not reach it.
When he retracted his hand, the white dot was still there.
This is …
Ling Han had an epiphany. Should he use his spiritual power to touch it?
He tried to push it, but the white dot did not move.
It's on!
Ling Han was interested. He was a very bad-tempered person. The more difficult the problem, the more motivated he was.
I don't believe that I can't touch you.
Ling Han tried to push the white dot with his psychic power. In the Yuan World, his spiritual power was worthy of being the best in the world. Although it was gone with the decline of his cultivation, compared to ordinary people, he still knew how to mobilize his spiritual power.
But perhaps he did not have any spiritual power at all, or his spiritual power was too weak. The white dot did not move.
When Ling Han's temper flared up, he did not care about anything else. In addition to eating and drinking, he also had to cultivate for half an hour every day. All he did was hold this disk as if it was his lover.
He was not only in a single room, but sometimes he would also sit on the bow of the ship or by the pool.
As time passed, rumors began to spread.
"Hey, hey, hey. Did you know that the new deputy captain has a crush on the Flag Captain?"
"Isn't that normal? Our Flag Captain is so beautiful and has such a hot body. Don't you like her?"
"This is different. That guy is holding the Divine Will Disk given to him by the Flag Captain and daydreaming all day."
"Damn, his yearning is so deep!"
"He treats the Divine Will Disk as the Flag Captain."
"Sigh, what a pitiful guy. He actually fell in love with our Flag Captain. He is destined to be alone for the rest of his life."
All the soldiers thought that Ling Han was crazily infatuated with Lian Xuerong, which was why he purposely asked for an item from Lian Xuerong.
Wang Feng and the others all ran over to comfort Ling Han. They all patted Ling Han's shoulder, their expressions saying, 'Young man, you need to pull yourself together. There are plenty of fish in the sea, so why do you insist on hanging on this cactus? Hanging on this cactus would cause your entire body to be pierced with bloody holes.'
Ling Han wasn't in the mood to pay attention to them. He just hugged the disk, and his heart was filled with anger. He was determined to push the white dot.
Wang Feng and the others all shook their heads. It was over. This fellow had already sunk deep into the mud and could no longer pull himself out.
"Sigh, brother, take care."
After a few more days, the people who had gone back to deal with the trivial matters of the sect returned one after another. With these important people personally handling the matter, the matter of surrendering naturally went very smoothly.
"Young Master!" The little maid was also brought over. When she saw Ling Han at the bow of the ship, she couldn't help but be filled with joy.
But what happened to the young master?
Hugging a strange disk as if it were some kind of treasure, completely ignoring me.
"Hey, are you that fellow's maid?" Wang Feng asked.
"That's right." Call Snow even puffed out her chest, appearing very proud.
"Sigh, try to persuade your young master. He's about to go berserk," Wang Feng said.
"Young master, what's wrong?" Huanxue couldn't help but panic. She grabbed Wang Feng's arm and shook it.
End of this chapter
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