Chapter 2644 Small Jade Figurines

"It's good that you know, and don't think about those nasty things in the future." Linglong said pretending to be calm.

The silkworms of other races may not know that they have been peeped by the Taishang Clan, but it is not unusual for the people of Zhentian Palace to know. Han Sen knew this, Linglong didn't feel strange.

"Let's go. In the future, I will assist you in cultivating in Tianwaitian. As for how much resources you can get in these four years, it depends on your own ability." Linglong turned and walked outside the palace.

"Is this the end?" Han Sen asked suspiciously.

"What else do you want?" Linglong asked back.

"Don't you need to meet the high-level members of the clan, or register or something?" Han Sen was a little puzzled. From the beginning to the end, the Taishang clansman he met was only the second senior brother.

And the second senior brother is obviously not a high-ranking member of the Taishang clan, and his status may not be as high as Linglong's.

Linglong said indifferently: "No, since entering Tianwaitian, the patriarch knows your every move. Since no one came to stop him, it means that you have passed, and you can stay in Tianwaitian as my silkworm to practice."

"The Taishang race...is really different..." It is hard for Han Sen to imagine that the first race in the universe is so sloppy.

But it's normal to think about it. Although the Taishang clan is the first clan in the universe, their clansmen are too small, and they don't want to mix with foreign races. It is not surprising that less and less attention will be paid to mundane matters.

After leaving the main hall, it was a bit surprising to see that Bao'er was chatting and laughing with the second senior brother Li Yuzhen, and they seemed to get along very well.

Li Yuzhen wanted to send Linglong off, but Linglong refused, and he didn't insist, so he left.

Linglong took Han Sen and Bao'er to the east in a small boat, and gradually moved away from the palaces that looked like the dwellings of immortals.

"Bao'er, what were you talking to Li Yuzhen outside just now?" Han Sen didn't believe that Bao'er would be so kind to chat with Li Yuzhen.

"It's nothing, he is very nice and gave me a lot of fun things." Bao'er said with blinking eyes.

"Why did he give you those things?" Han Sen asked again.

"He said to let me tell him about Sister Linglong in the future, and he will give me more fun things." Bao'er said innocently.

After thinking for a while, Han Sen came up with a rough guess: "Since Li Yu is really a descendant of the family, then he probably wants to..."

Just when Han Sen thought of this, Linglong's face changed suddenly, and she gave him a hard look: "Don't think about it, he has no chance."

Han Sen shrugged his shoulders, he knew he guessed right.

The boat flew for hundreds of thousands of miles before stopping in front of a small mountain. There were wooden buildings and a yard built on the small mountain. It looked quite elegant and clean, and it seemed to be the place where Linglong lived.

Han Sen was placed in the wooden building by Linglong, but she left by herself.

Watching Linglong go away, until it was consumed by Han Sen's sight, Han Sen took out something from his arms. It was given to him by the Lord of Tiangong Palace, a small jade figurine the size of a palm.

"Suppressing Heaven Palace Master said that as long as she leaves a certain distance, Linglong's sense of me will weaken or even disappear. The current distance should have almost reached the limit that Suppressing Heaven Palace Master said. She should not be able to sense my seven senses, right? "Han Sen didn't dare to think too much in his heart, kept his mind empty, and then held the little jade figurine in his left hand.

Soon Han Sen saw the little jade figurine light up in Han Sen's palm, but the light did not come from the jade figurine, but from Han Sen's palm.

The triangular pattern imprinted on his palm before gradually reappeared at this time, and was slowly transferring to the little jade figurine.

"I didn't expect the Heaven Suppressing Palace Lord to be so reliable this time, and it's really useful!" Han Sen looked at the triangular brand that had been completely transferred to the little jade figurine, and Han Sen was overjoyed.

Han Sen didn't know what the little jade figurine was given to Han Sen by the master of Tiantian Palace. The master of Tiantian Palace only told him how to use it, but didn't tell him the origin of the little jade figurine.

But the little jade figurines are really magical. This thing is like a tape recorder, but what it records is not sound, but Han Sen's seven senses.

After transferring the triangular imprint to the small jade figurine, what Linglong felt again was the Qijue recorded by Han Sen for a certain period of time.

That is to say, everything Linglong peeped in the future was what Han Sen wanted her to know.

Han Sen had recorded a lot of content in it before, most of which were his seven senses when he was practicing. As long as Linglong couldn't see him, he would think he was practicing.

"Try to see how it works." Han Sen took the jade figurine and began to record his seven senses.

Although it is difficult to control one's own thinking all the time, it is not difficult for Han Sen to control his thoughts for a while. After thinking about it, Han Sen meditated in his heart while recording: "Miss Linglong is so beautiful and cute, and she is so kind. The only good woman I've seen in my life, although I can't be friends with her, it's enough to protect her like this..."

After Han Sen finished recording, Han Sen checked it again, and after confirming that it was in his own favor, he put away the little jade figurine with satisfaction.

From now on, as long as Linglong peeks into his Qijue, what he can peek at is the content he recorded in advance, and Han Sen can choose which part Linglong peeks at will.

Of course, if it is face to face, Han Sen can also directly synchronize with the little jade figurine, which should not arouse Linglong's suspicion.

Now it seems that the Tiantian Palace Lord's method seems to be successful, but Han Sen is not sure, if Linglong finds out, then he can only use his second plan.

While waiting for Linglong to come back to check the results, she suddenly saw something flying in through the window.

Han Sen was startled. He thought some alien species had barged in. Otherwise, he would fly in through the window instead of leaving the door.

But if you look closely, what flew in from the window was a unicorn-like bug, and it was the God's Touch that Han Sen had only seen in the Banshengyuan Pavilion before.

"How did it come here?" Han Sen breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that the touch of the gods had no destructive power, so he didn't need to be afraid of it.

The touch of the gods flew in front of Han Sen. Han Sen stretched out his palm to grab it, but it didn't dodge, and was directly caught in the palm of Han Sen.

"Squeak!" The touch of the gods lay on Han Sen's palm, flapped its wings, and made a strange cry, as if saying something to him.