You should be a little unsure? But don’t be afraid!
That stubborn and unwilling look, combined with the expression between his brows and eyes, seems to be like a mirror, reflecting back on himself.
Tang Feng looked at Tang Ling, son, bloodline. Such words that made people feel magical and touching.
But emotional thoughts or feelings will never affect rational actions, and they are also the imprint of Down syndrome behavior.
Therefore, the purple-black hammer with silver light did not hesitate to hit Tang Ling. On the other hand, Tang Ling's response was just as uncertain as he showed. It was still the rotating shield, which seemed to have no change. A good way to deal with Tang Feng's attack.
It didn't matter, Tang Feng had already prepared for when to stop, and he even felt a little relieved mentally. Wouldn't it be a good thing for this kid to feel the crushing force of his father's will in the duel
Tang Ling didn't know that Tang Feng had so many thoughts. He was fully focused at this time. When Tang Feng's self-will was so tenacious that it had a hint of stone charm, the pressure he faced increased exponentially. The situation in front of him The sledgehammer seemed to have transformed into Tang Feng himself, crushing it overwhelmingly, as if the world was filled with Tang Feng's will.
So what can be done? When this will turns into a hammer and hits it, it is unstoppable.
In just an instant, the purple-black hammer glowing with silver collided with Tang Ling's rotating shield.
"You can't stop me like this." Tang Feng held a cigarette in his mouth and narrowed his eyes because of the rising smoke.
His tone was relaxed and his expression was pleasant. Seeing that Tang Ling's shield was about to break when he was resisting him, Tang Feng felt a little disappointed as he was finally able to defeat his unruly son. After all, he had too much expectations for this boy. , expecting him to be able to do something that he had difficulty doing before, is it really making things difficult for him, right
At the same time, Tang Feng was also concentrating, preparing to disperse his will at the most suitable point.
But just as Tang Feng had these thoughts, Tang Ling's previously uncertain expression suddenly changed and became firm and determined. Faced with Tang Feng's words, he suddenly shouted: "That's not necessarily true."
As he spoke, Tang Ling's shield suddenly shattered.
Tang Feng was stunned, a little stunned. He knew very well that this shield was definitely not crushed by his own will.
What is this kid going to do
The change was faster than Tang Feng's thinking. Before the fragments of the shattered shield had time to scatter, they reunited and turned into a sharp awl!
Although this awl is small, most of it already shows the white-silver color unique to Shiyun!
Tang Feng was surprised, and crazy joy surged in his heart, but before his expression could change in accordance with his heart, the sharp awl struck hard at the connection between the hammer body and the handle of Tang Ling's Will Hammer. 'Smash'
**
"Well, I lost."
It was still dusk, and the hammer with silver stripes had cracked. It had broken and shattered in the warm glow unique to dusk, and then fell heavily to the ground and dissolved into the grass.
But the awl belonging to Tang Ling was still hovering in the air
Tang Feng gave up easily, while Tang Ling pursed his lips, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at Tang Feng, his so-called father, in silence. It was impossible to read Tang Ling's emotions in his dark eyes.
"Yes, I have reached the threshold of Shi Yun." Tang Feng did not care about Tang Ling's unpredictable attitude towards him at this time, and sincerely praised him.
"It's amazing, I actually learned one of the changes in the use of self-will - condensation." If Tang Feng's previous compliment was relatively plain, this one was unabashedly proud.
At this time, he looked at Tang Ling with smiles in his eyes.
Yes, how can you not be proud
By tempering one's self-will, even ordinary people can enter Shiyun. Of course, this is under the premise that it does not matter how long it takes.
However, the changing use of self-will is a manifestation of personal talent. To put it simply, even people who have tempered their self-will to a very high level may not necessarily learn the changing use of self-will, but those with talent may just start. By learning, you can master this change
And how many talented people are there? Anyway, Tang Feng feels that he is not worthy of it, but someone who is better than him? Maybe you can find a few among the top elite leapers.
After all, self-will and mental strength are closely related.
In short, even if this son is better than me, I don't really expect him to be good.
But as long as he is a father and his son is excellent, the feeling of joy cannot be suppressed. On the other hand, Tang Ling has been silent and indifferent.
Tang Feng praised him a few words, but he seemed not to have heard. After Tang Feng finished speaking, he looked at Tang Feng and said, "Does the previous promise still count?"
Tang Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and flicked the cigarette butt in his hand lightly.
The cigarette butt turned into nothingness in the air, and Tang Feng jumped down from the boulder and walked up to Tang Ling: "You mean to beat me up? Come on."
"Turn around." Tang Ling's tone was hateful. He wanted to kick Tang Feng hard on the butt. He could not forget the feeling of being 'insulted' by Tang Feng before.
"Okay." Tang Feng was extremely straightforward. He turned his back to Tang Ling and removed his own self-defense.
He doesn't cheat.
Tang Ling learned how to temper his will and could feel that Tang Feng had withdrawn his defenses. Under such circumstances, even if Tang Feng was just a ray of spirit, he could still feel being 'beaten' by Tang Ling.
After all, by nature, all feelings feed back into the mind.
In this case, Tang Ling had no intention of being polite. He raised his leg and prepared to kick Tang Feng hard on the butt.
But I don’t know why
The moment Tang Ling's toes were about to hit Tang Feng, they suddenly stopped.
Maybe it's because the halo of dusk is too warm, making people feel inexplicably soft inside, or maybe it's because the evening breeze of the sunset is too gentle, making people easily sentimental.
In short, Tang Ling's feet were frozen in the air, unable to really kick Tang Feng.
He is obviously an unfavorable guy, but why does his back look so heavy and weathered? Are you carrying multiple burdens
Why did he build the Dragon Army? What is the real purpose of Long Jun? Power? ideal? Or is it Tang Feng’s personal belief that he cannot let go of
In this brief moment, a lot of curiosity about Tang Feng emerged in Tang Ling's mind. He used to be absolutely indifferent to these things.
Tang Ling just didn't want to admit that the reason why he couldn't continue playing was because Tang Feng's back made him inexplicably sad.
"What? Are you afraid that I will retaliate?" There was no movement behind him for a long time. Tang Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Tang Ling in a funny way.
"Forget it." Tang Ling was not a hypocritical person. Since there was no way to really beat him up, there was no need to hide anything and just give up the idea.
"Forget it?" Tang Feng raised his eyebrows, still smiling, and said to Tang Ling in a child-like tone: "Have you really thought about it? If you miss this time, you will have no chance."
Tang Ling didn't want to pay attention to Tang Feng's words, and sat cross-legged on the big stone, lowering his head.
"I don't know your purpose, but I don't want to think about you badly."
Tang Feng's expression changed, his somewhat naughty smile faded, and his whole person suddenly looked deep and vicissitudes of life. He did not interrupt Tang Ling, but sat down on the big rock opposite Tang Ling again.
"So, I think you are attached to Xiao Zhong. When the opportunity comes, you should teach me this "Vajra Like Mountain Intent"." Tang Ling raised his head and looked at Tang Feng. At this moment, he didn't want to Conceal the inner complexity.
Opposite not far away was his father after all.
Tang Feng didn't speak. Another cigarette appeared between his fingers. He looked at Tang Ling with a half-smile. Although the meaning in his eyes was unpredictable, it seemed that he didn't want to hide his love for his son at this moment.
Tang Ling was unwilling to face such emotions because they came from Tang Feng.
So Tang Ling turned around and continued: "You can go, if it is just to teach me these things, I have already learned them."
"I will continue to break ranks."
"Did I delay you?" At this moment, Tang Feng spoke calmly.
"Not really. It's just..." Tang Ling said this and did not continue. Instead, he also visualized a cigarette and held it between his fingers.
"You brat, who told you to smoke?" Tang Feng was really angry.
Tang Ling turned his head at this time and looked at Tang Feng very seriously: "I am very touched, so I taught you this. But I can't forgive you."
"In that case, it's better not to face it and just go."
Tang Feng was stunned again. At this moment, his eyes were as deep as the starless night sky, and the deep blackness seemed to suppress all emotions. It was hard to tell whether he was a little sad or didn't care.
Having said that, Tang Ling stopped explaining. Instead, he lowered his head and smoked silently. His eyes, which were slightly narrowed by the smoke, looked very much like Tang Feng.
"Okay." A smile appeared on Tang Feng's face again, an indifferent, ruffian-like smile: "You don't need to tell me, I won't be around for long."
"After all, I am just a ray of spiritual power. You can think that I am Tang Feng, but it is not really him. From the moment I appear, it means that I will soon dissipate. My body no longer exists, and my spiritual power is also sourceless. "The water has no roots."
Tang Ling never raised his head, could you tell what he was thinking
"But there are a few words I must tell you." Tang Feng didn't mind Tang Ling's attitude. He did have a purpose for showing up.
"What?" Tang Ling responded. He seemed to be less resistant to Tang Feng than before.
"You have a premonition of the crisis because I am attached to Xiaozhong. But unless your spiritual eyes go further, you will not have such a premonition." Tang Feng's words were concise and comprehensive, and he revealed a lot in one sentence. information.
Ever since Tang Feng appeared, Tang Ling had vaguely speculated that perhaps his premonition of danger was related to Tang Feng's mental power, and now it proved to be true.
Even though he had suppressed himself repeatedly, Tang Ling couldn't help but feel a warmth rising in his heart when he heard Tang Feng say this.
At the same time, Tang Ling didn't care too much about the disappearance of the premonition of crisis. Relying on the power of others was unstable after all. From Tang Feng's words, Tang Ling at least knew that his spiritual eyes, that is, the precise instinct, could continue to practice. This premonition will still appear.
"You must be more careful when doing things in the future." Tang Feng warned.
"Hmm." Tang Ling agreed.
"And this time, whether I teach you "Vajra Like the Mountain", prevent you from continuing to advance, or even consume this ray of mental power to appear, it is all for one purpose, and you must listen carefully." Tang Feng began to be extra cautious. Become serious.
Tang Ling finally looked up, knowing that the next words would be the key.
"Don't continue to advance. The most correct thing for you to do next is to visualize, and then use the remaining energy to support your mental power as you visualize." Tang Feng did not show off, but said in one breath served his purpose.
"I don't understand." Tang Ling really didn't understand. Tang Feng's words came too suddenly and inexplicably.
"The first time you 'see' your gene chain, the picture you visualize corresponds to your innate ability. What you need to visualize next is that picture."
"Only with such visualization can your mental power enter 'your world', which is the world corresponding to your innate abilities, and develop your innate abilities." Tang Feng explained to Tang Ling in great detail.
At this moment, Tang Ling remembered the point that appeared when he first visualized it. As that point exploded, pieces of cloud appeared, then rotated, and the dust in the cloud accumulated.
Whenever he thinks of this picture, he will feel extremely shocked and incomparable. Tang Ling can't describe his feelings. In short, he is afraid of the visualization picture, because just thinking about it makes him feel extremely small.
At the same time, Tang Ling also thought about the wisps of spiritual power he felt when he was promoted to the other side. His own spiritual power could not catch up with him, and he felt like being 'rejected'.
The other side told myself that I had entered a world.
Yes, that world is the world that corresponds to the abilities on the other side. Based on this, Tang Ling knows what Tang Feng wants to express, and he wants to develop his own innate abilities.
Therefore, countless questions emerged from Tang Ling: "Why is this so? And my innate ability is not accuracy, no, isn't it spiritual eye?"
"It's the spiritual eye. To be precise, there is only one innate ability of the perfect gene chain from beginning to end, and that is the spiritual eye." Tang Feng smiled slightly, and then said with a sigh: "But only those with the perfect genetic chain know that spiritual eye It’s not essentially an innate ability.”
"how to say?"
"Because it contains thousands of things and has countless changes. "Eye Training" is only a foundation. It cannot help you complete the countless details of the spiritual eye. Without these details, the spiritual eye will become more and more useless and useless. Defeated by other abilities." Tang Feng didn't mean to be joking at all.
Will precision instinct become useless? This statement shocked Tang Ling. From the beginning to now, Tang Ling knew very well how much he relied on his precision instinct, and he had always been proud of this ability. How could it be useless
"Time is limited, and you may not understand what I am saying, but I am the first person to come here, so please accept my experience. In this world, gains and losses in everything are two-sided. If you have a perfect genetic chain, you will Because there is no bottleneck, the opportunity to enter the essence of many laws is lost.”
"To put it simply, we don't have the huge improvement that comes every third level. You also understand that that kind of improvement is not an improvement in one's own abilities, but an increasingly accurate grasp of innate abilities."
"In view of this, we can only enter proactively, proactively stop, and spend most of our reserves to get closer to the core of the essence and perfect the spiritual eye."
"The key point is that the bigger the land, the harder it is to fully develop it. If you don't do it well, it's not as good as a small land. Maybe careful development has produced good fruits. Spiritual Eye is just a big piece of land." Tang Feng tried his best to explain.
While talking, Tang Ling couldn't help but notice one detail, that is, Tang Feng's figure began to gradually fade away. From the beginning, he appeared to be indistinguishable from a real person, and then became indistinct and blurred, like a shadow.
Tang Ling couldn't help but feel sad. He didn't know what he was feeling sad about. What is in front of me is obviously a ray of Tang Feng's spiritual power.
Of course, he also began to think about Tang Feng's words, although they were still a bit difficult to understand.
"In short, if you experience it and visualize it, you will understand a lot. I teach you "King Kong Like a Mountain" so that your spiritual power will not be lost. You must know that our perfect gene chain carries spiritual eyes. , is a large piece of land. If it is too big, you will go far, and if you go too far, you will easily get lost. This is my purpose." Tang Feng seemed to realize that he was about to disappear, and began to speak faster to Tang Ling.
Tang Ling gently clenched his fist and muttered: "I will do as you are told."
"Of course you should do it. It's very important to complete it before the third level breakthrough. It means you have one more chance to enter the core. Otherwise, why would I come out to stop you now?" Tang Feng deliberately looked at Tang Ling as if he were a fool. .
"Don't act, it's awkward." Tang Ling blurted out this sentence for some reason.
Tang Feng no longer knows how many times he has been stunned like this. This kid always surprises people. It's a pity that he didn't accompany him to grow up.
"Okay then." Tang Feng came to his senses, jumped down from the boulder, walked to Tang Ling, and said straightforwardly: "Then come on, my son, I hope you will continue to make me proud. "
"Who is..." Tang Ling subconsciously wanted to retort, but for some reason the words got stuck in his throat.
"Remember to teach Tang Long "King Kong Like a Mountain". If you teach him one less word, I will beat you up." Tang Feng's shadow became fainter.
Tang Long? ! Hearing these words, Tang Ling couldn't tell how he felt. Tang Feng in front of him still remembered Tang Long? Remember he also had an innocent son who was 'abandoned' by him
"Don't talk nonsense, I won't explain anything to you now." Tang Feng saw the change in Tang Ling's expression and said directly.
"You have nothing to explain." Tang Ling's expression turned cold again.
"Well, there's nothing to explain. Don't betray An Han." Tang Feng spoke faster.
But this did not prevent Tang Ling from clearly hearing the word An Han. His expression suddenly changed. Is there anyone who knows better than him? The real name of the other side is Hua Anhan.
This is a typical oriental name, and it is also a rare surname. Tang Ling doesn't know why his uncle and aunt gave Bi'an such a name, but his uncle and aunt died when Bi'an could not speak, and it is impossible to give him another name. Explain what.
However, my mother-in-law has always been reluctant to call Bian'an by her real name. She often says, "It's cold. How can a little girl feel at ease in the cold?" '
Therefore, Tang Ling also followed her mother-in-law and rarely called her by Bian's name. She had been calling her Shanshan since she was a child.
Well, these are all small things that are treasured in memory but not worth mentioning. The key is how did Tang Feng know? Why would he know
"How do you know Shanshan's name?" Tang Ling couldn't help but ask loudly. At this time, he also remembered a question that he had always ignored. He pointed at his head and asked word by word: "I What's wrong with my memory? Why can't I remember everything before I was four years old
Tang Feng's figure was extremely blurry at this time. He looked at Tang Ling, his eyes no longer concealing the kindness: "Tang Ling, do you remember the first words I said when I appeared?"
Tang Ling didn't understand what Tang Feng meant.
"I said, I'm sorry, and I'm very sorry." The evening wind continued to blow, as if it was blowing away Tang Feng's shadow.
"I'm sorry, you should understand. I didn't grow up with you, and I didn't have the chance to accompany him."
"Unfortunately, I am standing in front of you now. In fact, I can't see you at all, because there is no memory of you growing up in this memory of spiritual power. I am dead, how can I still see you? And you?"
"I'm so sorry."
After that, the pace of updates will speed up slightly.
(End of chapter)