Super God Gene

Originally Hanson thought that the son of the Pluto, naturally also a Pluto, at most a child, he was ready to be a babysitter, but looking at the past with a woman's eyes, what he saw was not a Pluto, not even a spiritual.

In the eyes of a woman, Hansen saw a stone, about the height of one, which Hansen thought was a fake mountain in the garden for decoration.

But with a woman's eyes, Hanson saw a painting on that rock.

The painting shows a woman standing on a bridge with an umbrella. Under the hazy smoke and rain, she can only see a woman's back shadow. Although she can't see her face, there is a kind of clear and uncalled for.

“You mean the woman in the painting is the son? Where is she?” Hanson couldn't believe what he was thinking and tried to ask in a different way.

The woman seemed to see through Hanson's mind: "As you think, the man in the picture is the Son, and there she is. ”

“So that painting is the Son?” Hanson can't believe he's sweeping the whole stone and the image on it with a hole in the air, and he can't feel any life, it's just a dead thing.

“Nice.” The woman said seriously, “Now you can go back to the league and get ready, bring some fame back and read it to her, teach her as much as you can about the direction of human thinking, and if you don't teach well, I'll cut your head off with it, and if you teach well, it's yours. ”

The woman said, took out the crocodile cut and swayed in front of Hanson.

“But...” Hanson said, what else? The woman had turned around and vanished into the garden in a blink of an eye.

“Fuck me, are you crazy? Let me teach you a painting. She'll understand, okay?” Hansen shouted depressingly.

“Who says I don't understand?” Suddenly, from the direction of the stone, a ghost woman sounded.

Hanson was frightened and stared at the stone with a wide glare. The hollow air field swept past and felt still a dead object.

“Are you talking to me?” Hanson was somewhat incredibly close to the stone and looked at the woman in blue in the painting and said.

“Are there other creatures here?” The sound came from the stone, but Hanson didn't see any change in the blue women in the painting, or the dead.

Hanson said two more words, and the woman in the blue coat in the painting didn't make a sound.

“Hello, are you still there?” Hanson screamed a few more times and couldn't hear a woman's voice anymore.

“Weird. Did I just hear that?” Hansen was confused and gauged the painting on the stone in a complex way.

But Hanson finally found out that the stone and the portrait were not mortal, and that it was not so hard for a woman to teach him to paint.

There was no way, he could not run away. He had to go back to the League and find a few books to read to the portrait. Except for the first two sentences, he had never heard the woman in blue speak again.

The woman forbade Hansen from leaving the garden. In addition to reading to the woman in the blue coat in the painting, Hansen cultivated the Ice Skeleton and the Hole Xuan scripture, so as to quickly regroup the nucleus and the umbrella.

Hanson didn't really take the blue women in the picture seriously, spending most of his time practicing or chatting and playing with Baby.

It's not that Hansen doesn't want to teach, it's to read a picture here, nobody responds to him, this kind of thing doesn't need to be done at all, a woman comes back with a few books, any psychic can replace Hansen and do anything better, at least they won't be as lazy as Hansen.

Fortunately, Hanson was lazy enough not to see the woman come to him, as if she had forgotten him. Hanson spent half a month in the garden. Except for the murals on the stone, he had not seen a living creature, as if the whole world had forgotten him.

“I don't know how Ling Fei is. I hope she doesn't get into trouble. Don't let Ling 13 fool you.” Hanson doesn't have that ability now, even if he wants to help her.

After cultivating the Ice Skeleton and Cave Xuan scripture, Hansen was really idle, but he couldn't escape anyway, so he took out Tai A sword, compared to a six-door heart sword.

Heart swordsmanship is not rejuvenating. Even if you learn the Six Ways, it is not useful. Heart swordsmanship is about context. Personal ideas are more important than swordsmanship itself.

Hanson loved this sword technique, but he didn't practice it that way, and it never worked very well.

Hanson wanted to think about it. He felt that the problem was still on top of the six swords. Six can use heart swords. In addition to being a true genius himself, there is also an important reason. His talents and the properties of the six swords in the gene nucleus match heart swords, which is why he is able to exert such ultimate power.

Hanson does not have that attribute and the genetic nucleus of the Six Swords. It is much more difficult than the Six Swords to practice the Heart Swords to that extent.

However, Hanson did not intend to practice Six Kingdoms of Heart Sword Way, but only to use the Heart Sword Way method to make himself more aware of his beliefs, which is also a reflection and enlightenment on himself.

Though Heart Sword is learned from six courses, Hanson uses them completely differently than the six, because they are people of two different personalities, or even two opposing extremes.

Six ways is the kind of person full of perfectionist romantic style, nothing in the world seems to leave a mark in his heart, is the Great Emperor's genetic nucleus, he also said destroy and destroy, never mind.

But Hanson is a man who has suffered too much, so sometimes it's not that easy to let go, and he can't let go.

Heart sword path is the only way, different mood, using sword method, the situation is completely different, even if the technique, it seems to be two completely different sword methods.

Six uses the heart sword, like a god is convincing, hate cannot test the sword with one's body, even if death under his sword has no complaints.

But the heart sword reached Hansen's hand, but that was not the case at all. The other side looked at Hansen's sword method. Instead of throwing himself into the idea of feeding the sword, he would be inspired to fight.

This is beyond Hanson's control, because his own conviction is so, he will never give up whatever difficulties he faces, even in the unlikely event of a chance to live, and his conviction translates into a sword of heart, which naturally becomes this style.

Unless Hanson changes his mind, even if he changes all his moves, he can't change his mind.

“This sword is excellent. What's its name?” Hanson was practicing his sword and suddenly heard a ghost coming from the stone wall, the woman he'd heard before.