Chapter: 4805
"Why did the outside change color?" Mengmeng pointed out the window.
The color seems to be the same as the aurora, with no regular rhythm.
"Subspace, subspace, this is a symbol of advanced technology. It is very fast. It seems that the three points you said are folded. It allows us to span long distances in a short time. We saw Dar Star on the Lost Continent. It is quite big. Yes, it seems very close, but in fact it is thousands of miles away. We can get there in just over an hour on a spaceship. This kind of comparison is like riding a horse for a long time in ancient times. Hours, the same reason."
Zhang Han told Mengmeng in detail.
He doesn't know the specific principle, but the meaning can be said so that Mengmeng can understand.
"Then we don't have any scenery to see?" Mengmeng muttered.
"So rest, you can sleep for a while." Zi Yan said.
"No, I'm chatting with Nina." Mengmeng turned around and chatted with Nina.
The two of them seemed to have countless topics to discuss, and Li Mu looked envious and jealous.
"If I, Li Mu, can chat with Mengmeng, he will definitely be able to teach me Yunxiaotu!"
I have no idea, these are the last few days and the last chance, we must strive for it.
Li Mu was still thinking, how much fun would it be to have learned the real Cloud Diagram, return to the sect, and frighten those elders?
Ha ha ha ha......
I laughed triumphantly in my heart.
"I'm going to squint for a while."
Zi Yan leaned lazily on the sofa, talked to Zhang Han, and closed her eyes for a nap.
It's true that I haven't had a good rest these two days.
Zhang Han was also closing his eyes to rest his mind, but the Taixu Thunder Sutra he had just obtained appeared in his mind.
"Taixu is manifold, thunder is majestic, it is manifested, it is dark, it is not, it gathers into a body, it disperses into thunder, it rolls and is silent and invisible, it relaxes and suddenly has an image, the magic of the Taixu Thunder Sutra lies in the Lingtai , Zhileifa..."
Very obscure scriptures, but with Zhang Han's silent recitation, the mark of thunder in the sea of consciousness has begun to shine.
boom
boom
boom
The muffled sound resounded in the body, and only Zhang Han could hear it. Along with his breathing rate, the muffled sound also changed constantly, whether it was light, heavy, urgent, or slow, and resonated with the breathing.
The mark of thunder became brighter and brighter.
Accompanied by the scriptures, as if in the thunder seal, various sounds emerged.
Extremely wonderful.
"This is... the method of cultivating Thunder Seal?"
Zhang Han was shocked. This kind of method was the first time he had experienced it.
Spiritual consciousness can be practiced, but he has never seen such a thing. His spiritual consciousness has become a thunder seal, and now the mysterious master is teaching his own thunder method.