Chapter 1897 Possibility of Promotion
"I don't know." Han Sen whispered.
Yisha sighed softly, and said quietly: "I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse that the Chixia Ground Spring is born here, but for you, it is also an opportunity. With the help of this Chixia Ground Spring, it may be possible to make your spell gene The armament went a step further and was promoted to the viscount level."
"So, Chixia Diquan is a treasure that can increase strength?" Han Sen was delighted.
It is extremely difficult to promote the spell gene armament, and it can only be grown by external force. If he cultivates by himself, the progress is extremely slow. Even if he practices for a hundred years, he may not be able to be promoted to Viscount.
It's not that Han Sen's aptitude is not good, but that "Gene Story" is not a genetic technique for people to practice at all, and Han Sen's ability to get started is already an odd number.
"It would be great if it was a treasure." Isa pondered for a moment and said: "There is only one reason why Chixia Diquan can be formed, that is, a large number of alien species died in this area, and a large number of alien species were buried. After experiencing For hundreds of millions of years or even longer, those corpses of different species have undergone certain changes underground, and thus evolved into a new substance. The red clouds in the valley are a sign of the new substance, indicating that A new substance has been derived."
Han Sen just listened quietly, hoping that Isa could speak quickly.
"This new substance derived from a corpse of a different species is actually not very useful to nobles. But it is very precious to ordinary creatures. As long as an ordinary creature is contaminated with a drop, it may evolve into a different species. If the alien species swallows this new substance, it will speed up the evolution." Issa paused and then said: "But your genetic armament is a bit special, I thought of a way, maybe the spell can absorb that new substance , so as to promote her growth, if the reserves of Chixiadiquan are sufficient, maybe she can be directly promoted to the Viscount rank."
"What should I do?" Han Sen asked hastily. The difficulty of spell promotion is also his heart disease. If there is such an opportunity, Han Sen doesn't want to let it go.
"I have a genetic secret technique here, you can use it to practice, and when the chixia ground spring spews out, you rely on this genetic secret technique to transform the spring water into another kind of power and send it to the spell. The possibility makes her promoted. However, it is very difficult to practice this genetic secret technique, and it will be very painful to transform the spring water. You can decide for yourself whether you want to do this." Yisha said and gave Han Sen a copy of the information.
"Thank you, Queen." Han Sen took the information happily, and saw a genetic technique called "Yin-Yang Transformation" recorded on it.
"Also, don't forget to go to the exchange meeting." Yisha told Han Sen before leaving.
Han Sen naturally agreed, but he didn't have much interest in the exchange meeting, so he immediately started to study "Yin Yang Change".
Han Sen first carefully read "Yin-Yang Transformation" as a whole. After reading it, he was a little surprised. The principle of "Yin-Yang Transformation" is very similar to "Great Yin-Yang Magnetic Cannon", but the direction of development is different.
"Great Yin-Yang Magnetic Cannon" focuses on the conversion of Yin-Yang power and the use of power, while "Yin-Yang Transformation" is purely the evolution and transformation of power.
With the "Great Yin-Yang Magnetic Cannon" as the basis, Han Sen can easily get started with "Yin-Yang Transformation". He only needs a little practice to use it freely.
Han Sen didn't know how Isa handled the matter of the black cliff. Isa didn't say anything, so he didn't ask.
But since Yisha didn't kill Hei Ya at that time, Hei Ya would probably have been sent back to the Black Moon King in all likelihood.
According to Yisha's judgment, Chixia Diquan still has more than a month, and it will take about forty days to emerge. Han Sen still has a lot of time to slowly practice "Yin-Yang Transformation" to make himself more proficient.
"Han Sen, there is a girl from the Rebet family looking for you." Wang Yuhang came to Han Sen's room, looked at Han Sen with an ambiguous face, and said with a smile.
"A Rebet girl? I don't seem to know any Rebet girls here." Han Sen frowned slightly.
"Still pretending? Everyone has said that you are her teacher, and you are very close, and you taught her sword skills..." Wang Yuhang smiled badly.
"That's really not true. I've never taught a Rebet woman, but I was taught by a Rebet woman." Han Sen was a little depressed. After thinking for a while, he couldn't remember who it was.
"Which Rebet woman taught you?" Wang Yuhang had a lewd and ambiguous expression on his face.
"Queen of Blades, who else could it be?" Han Sen said, and the person walked out. He couldn't remember who it was, so he could only go out and have a look.
When I came to the living room, I saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl from the Rebet ethnic group standing there. She had a pair of snow-white rabbit ears, a round and fleshy face, very big eyes, and she was so cute. Let someone go up and pinch her little cheek.
Seeing this Rebet girl, Han Sen thought of Wang Mengmeng. Although they were not of the same race, they had very similar auras.
"Sister, I don't seem to know you?" Han Sen looked at the girl and said.
"Master, please be respected by disciple Qingli." The girl bowed to Han Sen on one knee, and performed the respect of the Rebet tribe.
"What is this, who are you?" Han Sen looked at the girl in a daze.
"My name is Qingli, and I am the daughter of King Liuhua. I have worshiped Her Majesty the Queen of Blades since I was a child, and I wanted to worship Her Majesty the Queen as a teacher, but Her Majesty the Blade refused to accept me, so I had to settle for the next best thing, and ask you to be my teacher, then I am the grandson of Her Majesty the Empress." Qing Li said with a proud face.
"I don't intend to take your disciple either." Han Sen said quickly, he was too busy with his own affairs, how could he have time to take any disciples.
What's more, Qingli is Liukawang's daughter. Liukawang and Yisha are of the same generation. Qingli worships him as a disciple. Isn't Liukawang a generation lower than Yisha? Even if Han Sen is willing to accept, Liukawang will definitely not agree.
"It's too late, I've already done the ceremony of apprenticeship, anyway, from now on, you will be my teacher, and Her Majesty the Empress will be my ancestor." Qingli said excitedly.
"Your name is Qingli, right?" Han Sen was not angry, he looked at Qingli with a smile and said.
"Yes, from now on you are my teacher, you can also call me Xiaoli." Qingli replied sweetly.
"Qingli, if you really want to ask me to be your teacher, it's not impossible, but you have to pass my test. It's useless to force your teacher like you," Han Sen said.
"Then how do you want to test?" Qingli asked after thinking about it.
"Why do you want to worship under the queen?" Han Sen asked back.
"Because Her Majesty is very great, and she is also the most powerful swordsman. She practices the most powerful tooth knife of our Ruibeite tribe. I want to be like her, so I want to ask her to be my teacher." Qingli said as a matter of course .
"In the end, you want to learn how to use dental knives, right?" Han Sen asked with a smile.
"You can also say that, but I only want to learn from Her Majesty the Queen. I don't care to learn from others." Qingli added seriously.
"Well then, I'll test it to see if you have the qualifications to learn dental knives. If you have the qualifications, I can accept you as a disciple and make you the grandson of Her Majesty the Queen." Han Sen said.
"Really, then hurry up and test me, how do you test it?" Qingli asked excitedly.
"I'll write a few words, you take it back and practice, if you can write exactly like me, I will accept you as a disciple." Han Sen said, pulled out a wooden board from the side, stretched out a finger, and A few words were written on the board, and then the board was handed to Qing Li. 8)