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Chapter 193: Sure enough, there is no talent


"Incredible" Jiang Han whispered, with deep shock in his eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the legends on earth might be the civilization that once existed.

The immortals in the East correspond to the world of cultivation.

The gods and demons of the West are closely related to the magical world.

As for the ancient legends and knights in the world of martial arts, isn’t that what it is?

And the civilization that the earth is currently experiencing is exactly the mechanical world.

Jiang Han's thoughts were swirling in his heart, and he was very uneasy.

Perhaps, the former cultivation civilization, magic civilization and martial arts civilization all developed to a certain stage, then flourished and declined, and gradually died out.

However, the current mechanical civilization is in its infancy.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, and Jiang Han's heart suddenly felt warm.

Although those civilizations that have existed have all perished, they must have left behind a lot of things.

With the current level of technology on earth, it is impossible to discover them.

If one day he can return to Earth, everything will be his.

You know, although he has a systematic existence, legendary items are really ridiculously expensive.

If he can find those leftover items on the earth, he can save a lot of money.

There may even be a fantasy-level existence.

Suddenly Jiang Han was stunned.

For just a moment, he felt a sense of surprise in his heart.

This state of mind is very abnormal.

In the past, the purpose of his hard training was to go back, but now what he thinks about is the so-called gains after returning to Earth.

This, something's wrong Could it be that you are used to the life here?

Jiang Han secretly thought that once he had the ability, he would definitely go back because his parents were still there. but.

Apart from that, he actually has no thoughts of going back.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Han frowned and subconsciously reached out and touched his chest.

There was a faint sourness there.

A feeling of irritability arose in my heart.

He shook his head violently, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to think about it anymore, it's a matter for the future anyway."

"Don't think about anything anymore."

Mr.

Yun looked at Jiang Han strangely.

"Nothing."

Jiang Han smiled, then handed over his spiritual vision and said, "Master, take a look at this."

Mr.

Yun took it casually, glanced at it, and said, "The level of the skill is not very high.

You don't want to practice what you are doing now."

"No.

It's for Tiantong to practice."

Jiang Han shrugged, "If you can understand it, just work hard and tell it to Tiantong."

Old Yun was slightly stunned, turned his head and glanced at Tiantong, frowned slightly, and turned his attention to the spiritual vision again.

"Can you understand?"

Jiang Han put his head up.

"Quiet."

Mr.

Yun scolded lightly, and then his eyes flashed with white light.

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Look carefully at the spiritual vision.

Jiang Han curled his lips and said nothing.

"Eh" A long while.

Old Yun suddenly let out a surprised sigh, and the white light in his eyes suddenly became stronger, condensing a white beam of light and shining on his spiritual vision.

Gradually, his face became serious, his brows were knitted tightly together, and his eyes were as bright as the scorching sun.

It's hard to look at.

"There is such a skill."

The white light in Mr.

Yun's eyes disappeared and he spoke seriously, "A skill that is not of a high level can actually have such a heaven-defying ability."

"Master, what did you see?"

Although Jiang Han already knew it, he still asked.

"I can't tell."

Mr.

Yun shook his head.

He frowned and said, "A very special kind of power, similar to rules, but not the same."

Jiang Han's eyebrows twitched and he said carefully: "Then, can you understand it?"

Mr.

Yun was silent for a while, then shook his head slightly and said, "It's strange.

I can understand it, but I can't learn it.

This is puzzling to me."

"It seems that you are not pure at all."

Jiang Han chuckled.

"What do you mean?"

Mr.

Yun frowned.

It was rare that he didn't argue with Jiang Han because he heard the hidden meaning of Jiang Han's words.

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and said, "It's very simple.

Only people with pure hearts can practice this technique."

Mr.

Yun's eyes suddenly widened, and the corner of his mouth twitched violently for a few times.

After a long while, he said with a dark face: "You brat, you did it on purpose to let me see it."

He had no doubt that he had heard of similar techniques like this.

There are some exercises that are only suitable for people with dark hearts.

"How can you?"

Jiang Han said seriously, "I know you have nothing to do with purity even if I don't let you see it."

Boom Mr.

Yun rewarded him with a chestnut without hesitation.

Jiang Han covered his head and gritted his teeth.

He rolled his eyes and said, "It's just a joke.

A gentleman should talk but not do it.

I won't say anything anymore."

Seeing Mr.

Yun extending his hand again, Jiang Han stopped in a hurry.

He stopped talking and rolled his eyes.

"Master, can you tell Tiantong about that?"

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Mr.

Yun pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay.

Although I can't learn it, I can understand it.

Are you sure he can understand it?"

"Not sure.

Let's give it a try."

Jiang Han shrugged.

At this time, Tiantong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "If it doesn't work, forget it."

"How could it not be possible?

Master, how could it not be possible?

You can't use the word "no" indiscriminately."

Jiang Han taught him a serious lesson, then turned around and smiled at Mr.

Yun, "You think so, Master?"

"Pa" What he received in response was a loud slap, which knocked him flat on his back.

"You brat, you dare to provoke me," Mr.

Yun scolded with a smile, and then said quietly to Tian Tong, "I will only tell you once, please listen carefully."

"Ahem, Master" Jiang Han coughed dryly.

Mr.

Yun immediately rolled his eyes and said: "You will know if he understands it if you say it once.

Just stand aside and don't say a word.

Don't make any sound."

Jiang Han immediately shut his mouth and stood far away in a flash.

He took out a crystal clear chair from his backpack.

Shi Shiran sat down and stared in the direction of Tian Tong and Yun Lao.

This chair was originally given to him by Mr.

Yun.

King Wu could increase the speed of his cultivation.

However, he has not used it yet, mainly because he has forgotten the existence of this white jade chair.

It wasn't until I was looking for a place to sit that I suddenly thought about it.

Mr.

Yun glanced at him, then his face became solemn, and he said to Tiantong: "This technique is called spiritual vision.

Now, I will tell you the Tao contained in it.

Feel it with your heart."

Tiantong's little face tensed up, and after listening to Mr.

Yun's words, he nodded seriously.

"yes" Old Yun nodded, and after a slight pause, a soft white light suddenly burst out from his body.

He spoke softly, and the heavenly sound came out of his mouth, creating layers of fine ripples in the air.

At this moment, the world seemed to become silent, the flow of wind stopped, and the air seemed to condense together.

Tiantong listened quietly, his ears trembled slightly, and ripples passed through layer by layer.

In the distance, Jiang Han also listened carefully with his ears tilted and his eyes closed, but soon he gave up.

There was nothing he could do about it, but Jiang Han felt like he was listening to a book from heaven when he heard the sound in his ears, as if a person who didn't understand foreign languages ​​was listening to the babbling foreign language.

"Hey, I really don't have any talent."

Jiang Han sighed in his heart, opened his eyes and looked up.

"kindness" Almost instantly, his eyes widened to the point of popping out, with a look of shock on his face.

“This is almost as good as the legendary saint’s sermon”: