As soon as you think of this picture, you will feel extremely shocked, extremely... Tang Ling can't describe his feelings. In short, he is afraid of the visualization picture, because just thinking about it like this will make you feel extremely small.

At the same time, Tang Ling also thought of the feeling of being "rejected from the other side" when he was promoted, and his mental power could not catch up with him...

The other side told himself that he had entered a world.

Yes, that world is the world that corresponds to the other abilities. Based on this, Tang Ling knew what Tang Feng wanted to express, and he wanted to develop his own talent and ability.

So, Tang Ling's countless questions also emerged: "Why do you need this? And my talent and ability are not accurate books, no, isn't it spiritual eyes?"

"It's the Spirit Eye. To be precise, there is only one talent ability of the perfect gene chain from beginning to end, that is the Spirit Eye." Tang Feng smiled slightly, and then said with a sigh: "But only those who have the perfect gene chain know that the Spirit Eye is not a talent ability in essence."

"How to say it?"

"Because it contains thousands of things and changes countlessly. A book called "Forging Eyes" is just the foundation, it cannot help you complete the countless details of the spiritual eye. Without these details, the spiritual eye will become an increasingly useless useless waste and will be defeated by other abilities." Tang Feng did not mean to be a joke.

Can accurate instinct become useless? This statement shocked Tang Ling. From the beginning to now, Tang Ling was very clear about how much he relied on accurate instinct, and has always been proud of this ability. How could it be useless?

"Time is limited, and you may not understand what I said, but I am the first person to come. Please be sure to accept my experience. In this world, everything gains and losses are two-sided. Having a perfect gene chain will also lose the opportunity to enter many cores of the essence of the law because there is no bottleneck."

"Simply put, we don't have a significant improvement every third level. You also understand that kind of improvement is not an improvement of your own abilities, but an increasing accuracy in mastering talent abilities."

"In view of this, we can only take the initiative to enter, stop actively, and spend most of our reserves to approach the essential core and improve the spiritual eye."

"The key sentence is that the larger the land you have, the harder it will be to develop it intact. If you don't do it well, it is better than a small land. Maybe fine development will bear good fruits. Spiritual eyes are too big land." Tang Feng has tried his best to explain.

While speaking, Tang Ling had no choice but to pay attention to one detail, that is, Tang Feng's figure gradually became blurred, and from the beginning it appeared that was no different from the real person, becoming shadowy and blurred, like a shadow.

Tang Ling couldn't help but feel sad at first. He didn't know what he was sad about? In front of him, it was obviously a ray of Tang Feng's mental power...

Of course, he also began to think about Tang Feng's words, although it was still a bit difficult to understand.

"Anyway, after experiencing and visualizing, you will understand a lot. I teach you "Vajra Rushan Yi" so that your mental power will not be lost. You must know that our perfect gene chain carries the spiritual eyes, a large area of ​​land. If it is too big, you will go far away. If it goes far, you will be easily lost. This is my purpose." Tang Feng seemed to realize that he was about to dissipate and began to speed up his speech and said to Tang Ling.

Tang Ling clenched her fist gently and muttered: "I will do it."

"Of course you should do it. It is very important to complete it before the third level breakthrough, which is equivalent to having an extra chance to enter the core. Otherwise, what should I do now to stop you?" Tang Feng deliberately looked at Tang Ling like a fool.

"Don't act, it's awkward." For some reason, Tang Ling blurted out this sentence.

Tang Feng no longer knew how many times he was stunned like this. This kid... always gives people a "surprise". Unfortunately, he did not accompany him to grow up.

"Okay." Tang Feng came back to his senses, jumped down from the big stone, walked to Tang Ling, and said bluntly: "Then come on, my son, I hope you will continue to make me proud."

"Who is..." Tang Ling subconsciously wanted to refute, but for some reason he was choked in his throat.

""Vajra Like the Mountain" I remember to teach Tang Long, teach one less word, I will beat you up." Tang Feng's shadow became even more and more indifferent.

Tang Long?! Hearing this sentence, Tang Ling couldn't say what it felt. Tang Feng in front of him still remembers Tang Long? I remember he had an innocent son who was "abandoned" by him?

"Don't talk nonsense, I won't explain anything to you now." Tang Feng saw Tang Ling's expression change and said directly.

"You have nothing to explain." Tang Ling's expression became cold again.

"Well, there is nothing to explain. Don't let An Han down..." Tang Feng spoke faster.

But this did not prevent Tang Ling from hearing the word An Han clearly. His face suddenly changed. Is there anyone who knows better than him? The real name of the other side is called - Hua An Han.

This is a typical oriental name, and it is a rare surname. Tang Ling didn't know why his uncle and aunt gave the Bi'an such a name, but his uncle and aunt died when he couldn't speak on Bi'an, so it was impossible to explain anything else.

However, my mother-in-law has always been reluctant to call Bi Yan’s real name, and 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, rarely called Bi'an's Daming, and she has been called Shanshan since she was a child.

Well, these are 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, and at this time he remembered a question that he had been overlooking. He pointed to his head and asked word by word: "My memory, what's wrong with my memory? Why can't I remember everything before the age of four?"

Tang Feng's figure was already extremely blurred at this time. He looked at Tang Ling, and his eyes were no longer concealed by his kindness: "Tang Ling, do you remember the first sentence I said?"

Tang Ling doesn't understand what Tang Feng means.

"I said, I'm sorry, and I'm sorry." The evening breeze continued to blow, as if it was about to blow away Tang Feng's shadow.

"I'm sorry, you should understand. I didn't accompany you to grow up, and I didn't have the chance to accompany him."

"Sadly, I am standing in front of you now. In fact, I can't see you now, because this spiritual power memory does not look like you grew up. I am dead, so where can I see you?"
Chapter completed!