There is no need to elaborate on Gu Qingcheng's beauty. Even people like Han Sen, who are very familiar with Gu Qingcheng, sometimes can't help but take a few more glances. A man from the Taishang clan can look away after just two more glances.
This determination is indeed impressive.
Linglong's eyes also looked here, but her eyes stayed on Han Sen for a longer time. After all, he was the first person. Although there was no deified powerhouse present at this Taoist meeting, they were all powerhouses of the younger generation, but they could
Sitting in the first place is enough to show the importance of this person in Zhentian Palace.
It's just that Han Sen's current appearance is really not very good-looking. He looks as dry as a refugee who hasn't had a full meal since he was a child. He is just skin and bones.
"What do you call this senior brother?" Linglong looked at Han Sen and asked. She had seen Han Sen's image, but that was before Han Sen's body was not damaged, which was very different from now, so Linglong didn't recognize it.
"This is Han Sen." Han Sen answered truthfully.
Hearing the name Han Sen, the man from the Taishang Clan couldn't help but cast his gaze at him twice. Apparently, he had also heard of Han Sen's name and deeds.
"It turns out that you are Han Sen who has the Magic of Charm and Medusa's Gaze. You are indeed a little different." Linglong said lightly.
What she said was different was referring to Han Sen's appearance, and she wasn't really praising Han Sen.
In their opinion, Han Sen just got two powerful true god-level rare treasures by luck. His energy calculation was excellent, but his own strength was nothing.
Han Sen looked indifferent and did not answer any more words. He could also tell that Linglong didn't really want to praise him.
"If you, brothers and sisters, have no doubts, then let me throw some light on it and talk about "Sen Luo Wan Xian"." The man said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, many Zhentian Palace disciples showed unnatural expressions on their faces. Senluo Wanxiang is the secret genetic technique in Zhentian Palace second only to the wordless scripture.
The man actually wanted to talk about everything. It was as if he was saying: "You are not good at practicing genetic techniques. I will teach you how to practice them."
The man's way of speaking had obviously made the Zhentian Palace disciples very unhappy, but it was only because of the Taishang clan's face that they did not get angry immediately.
All the disciples of Zhentian Palace stared at the man, wanting to see what tricks he could come up with.
Han Sen could tell that the man did this on purpose. He obviously wanted to take this opportunity to establish a strong image among the younger generation of Zhentian Palace, so he acted and spoke like this.
But Han Sen also wanted to hear what tricks this Taishang clan man named Bixi could tell about Senluo Wanxiang.
"Senluo Wanxiang refers to the phenomena of all things in the universe. The existence of phenomena is Tao. This is the truth that everything has Tao. However, all living beings are ignorant and it is difficult to see through the phenomena to the essence of Tao..."
The disciples of Zhentian Palace were a little disapproving when they heard this. These arguments were all commonplace and there was nothing new about them. They could tell them the same thing.
The man seemed to have read through everyone's thoughts and continued calmly: "We are also a part of all sentient beings. Naturally, we cannot escape ignorance. It is also difficult to see through the essence through phenomena. Therefore, there is a saying of joining the world. Only oneself can enter the phenomena.
Only by feeling the various phenomena and understanding the principles can we understand their essence, which is the so-called enlightenment."
"When we are practicing Senluo Wanxiang, this is what Master said on the first day. Master Bixi doesn't need to go into details. Let's get down to the topic as soon as possible." A disciple of Zhentian Palace teased.
Bi Xi remained silent, and there was no special expression on his face.
Han Sen used to think that Linglong was deliberately pretending to be cold by keeping a straight face all day long, but now that he saw this tourmaline, he realized that their expressions were almost carved from the same mold, and it should not be as simple as pretending.
"Everyone in the world knows about enlightenment, but everyone has their own opinions on how to achieve enlightenment, and there is no accurate standard." Bixi said.
"Tao is natural. Each one has its own destiny, so why do we need standards?" said a Zhentian Palace disciple.
Bixi said calmly: "I have said before that the universe refers to the phenomena of all things in the universe. Since there are phenomena, there are laws. If there are no laws, it means there is no reason. Why bother to understand the Tao?"
The Zhentian Palace disciple was speechless and could only listen to Bixi continue to speak.
Bixi took out something from his arms and put it on the table. Everyone's eyes were attracted to him, and they couldn't help but look at the thing. They found that it was a square transparent box, as if made of crystal, with a side length of about
Ten centimeters.
Through the box, you can see a crystal-clear beetle inside, which looks a bit like a unicorn and looks quite cute.
Tourmaline opened the crystal box, waited for the beetle to crawl out slowly, and then said: "Everything has its own way, but it is not easy to truly understand those truths. The name of this alien beetle
The touch of the gods is a very rare species, through which we can more clearly feel the existence of some rules and principles."
With that said, Tourmaline stretched out a finger, forced out a drop of blood from the fingertip and sent it to Beetle.
The beetle opened its mouth and sucked the drop of blood into its belly, and then lay there motionless.
Everyone was a little surprised, wondering what the meaning of Bixi's actions was.
Before anyone could figure it out, the beetle that had inhaled Tourmaline's blood underwent strange changes in its body.
The beetle was actually shedding its skin. The way it shed its skin was very strange. The body slowly crawled out from the mouth, gradually leaving a complete carapace outside.
But this was not the end. After shedding a layer of carapace, the beetle twisted its body again, and soon underwent a second molt.
The beetle, which was originally the size of a fist, sheds its skin again and again. Each time it sheds its skin, its body becomes smaller, and the carapace it leaves behind is like a complete crystal beetle art, only one is smaller than the other.
Under the gaze of everyone, the beetle shed its skin nine times in a row until its body was only as big as a one-yuan coin. Then it stopped moving and lay there moving, as if it was extremely tired.
Everyone looked at Bixi, waiting for him to explain what this meant. They had all seen insects shed their skin, but they just didn't know what it had to do with what Bixi said.
"The divine touch is inherently extremely sensitive to the innate gene bloodline. The stronger the gene bloodline, the stronger the influence on it. With this, the quality of the innate genes can be judged. Generally, the genes of lower organisms can make
It sheds its skin once or twice. If it has advanced genes, it is possible to make it shed its skin ten or eight times. Based on the many years of experience of my Taishang clan, if it can shed its skin ten times with the touch of the gods, then this creature's innate genetic bloodline is strong enough to be promoted.