Even Xuerong didn't put much thought into this. It was a trivial matter and she was just curious about it.
"Why do you want to see me?" she asked coldly.
"Oh." Ling Han nodded, "I would like to ask Master Banner if there are any techniques for cultivating spiritual power?"
"What do you want to do with such a technique?" Lian Xuerong looked very strange.
"Isn't it true that practicing formation requires mental strength?" Ling Han said.
"You actually have to learn it?" Lian Xuerong was really shocked this time. She originally thought that Ling Han was just too ambitious and could give up after studying it.
But Ling Han actually asked her for the method of cultivating spiritual power, which meant that the other party really wanted to practice the formation.
Hiss, you freak.
She shook her head: "There are very few spiritual power cultivation techniques. They are all in the hands of the formation master and will never be passed on to others."
In other words, unless you worship under the disciples of these people, you will never be able to preach.
Ling Han couldn't help but feel depressed, he didn't want to take anyone as his teacher.
"Moreover, there are very few people who can cultivate spiritual power." Lian Xuerong added, "This requires talent. If one in ten people can embark on martial arts, then not one in ten thousand people can cultivate it.
Spiritual power, and only by cultivating spiritual power can you embark on the formation path."
She glanced at Ling Han, changed the subject, and said: "However, if you really want to try it, there is nothing you can do."
"You wait."
She began to rummage through the cabinets, not knowing what she was looking for.
Ling Han was fine at first, but when he occasionally looked at Lian Xuerong, he suddenly felt a surge of heat.
Damn, this charming beauty is actually looking for something with her butt raised. The leather fabric tightly wraps her plump vagina, which makes people get angry.
Ling Han quickly turned his head, wondering in his heart, what kind of character he had, how could he be so out of control?
Could it be that as your cultivation level has been reduced, your self-control has also declined?
After a while, Lian Xuerong finally found what she was looking for, walked back, and threw a disc made of metal towards Ling Han. It hit the table with a crisp sound.
"This is used by formation masters to select disciples. It's called the Divine Intent Disk." Lian Xuerong explained, "People who are talented in this area can use this thing to cultivate a trace of spiritual power."
Ling Han paused for a moment, then picked up the disk and looked at it. It was as thin as a mirror, one side was smooth, and the other side was like a maze, full of lines. If he stared at it for a while, he would find that these lines were actually moving.
"I advise you not to aim too high. Although formation masters are very rare and have a high status, they require talent and are not something you can do just by working hard." Lian Xuerong said with a straight face.
"I understand." Ling Han nodded.
Lian Xuerong waved her hand, indicating that Ling Han could leave. Just looking at his expression when he answered, you knew that this guy didn't listen to her words at all.
Forget it, after he hits a wall in a few days, he will naturally realize that martial arts is the only truth.
Look at the current sage, who has unparalleled martial arts and dominates the world. Do you need to practice formations to set it off?
Ling Han took the disk back and then looked at it.
Lian Xuerong didn't say what to do specifically, she just watched.
Ling Han stared at it, and the dense lines seemed to be alive, twisting slightly.
Is this the visual residue caused by staring for too long?
Ling Han said in his heart, but when he used the secret power in his body to his eyes, he still found that those lines were moving.
"No, it's really moving."
"There should be a small formation in this disk."
As he looked at it, he felt like something was aroused in his body, but he couldn't tell what it was.
Huh?
He was surprised to find that there was a small white dot on the disk at some point.
He reached out to touch it, but found that it was out of reach.
When I retracted my hand, the white spots were still there.
This is?
Ling Han had an enlightenment. Should he use his spiritual power to touch it?
He tried to push, but the white dot wouldn't budge.
The bar is up!
Ling Han became interested. He had a bad temper. The more difficulties he encountered, the more motivated he became.
I don't believe I can't touch you.
Ling Han tried to use his mind power to push this white spot. In the Yuan world, his mental power was undoubtedly the best in the world. Although it has disappeared with the decline of his cultivation level, compared with ordinary people, his mental power is still the best in the world.
You still know how to mobilize your mental power.
But maybe he has no mental power at all now, or maybe his mental power is too weak and the white dots are not moving at all.
When Ling Han loses his temper, he doesn't care about anything. In addition to eating and drinking, he also does the necessary training for half an hour every day, just holding this disc as if it is his lover.
He is not only in a single room, but sometimes he also sits on the bow of a boat or on the edge of a pond.
As time went by, rumors spread.
"Hey, hey, do you know that the new vice-captain has a crush on Mr. Flag Chief?"
"Isn't this normal? Our flag is so beautiful and has such a hot figure. Do you like it?"
"This one is different. That guy was in a daze all day long holding the mind plate given to him by the bannerman."
"Damn, are you so lovesick?"
"This is treating Shenyi Pan as the banner leader."
"Oh, the poor guy actually fell in love with our flag commander. He is destined to be alone for the rest of his life."
All the soldiers thought that Ling Han was madly infatuated with Lian Xuerong, so they deliberately asked for something from Lian Xuerong.
Wang Feng and others all ran over to comfort Ling Han, patting Ling Han on the shoulder one by one, looking like young man, you need to cheer up, there is no grass anywhere in the world, why do you have to hang on this cactus?
It will pierce yourself with bloody holes all over your body.
Ling Han didn't have the time to pay attention to them. He just held Yuanpan, feeling angry in his heart that he had to push the white spot.
Wang Feng and everyone shook their heads. It's over. This guy is already stuck in the mud and can't get out.
"Oh, brother, take care of yourself!"
A few days later, the people who had gone back to deal with the trivial matters of the sect returned one after another. With these big shots handling it personally, the surrender was of course very smooth.
"Master!" The little maid was also brought over. When she saw Ling Han on the bow of the boat, she couldn't help but be filled with joy.
But what happened to the young master?
He was holding a strange disc as if it were some kind of treasure, completely ignoring himself.
"Hey, are you this guy's maid?" Wang Feng asked.
"Yes." Huanxue puffed up her chest, looking very proud.
"Oh, please try to persuade your young master, he is going to go crazy." Wang Feng said.
"What's wrong, young master?" Huanxue couldn't help but become anxious. She grabbed Wang Feng's arm and shook it hard.