My apprentice is a little weird?

Jiang Yan shook his head slightly and stopped paying attention, but he did not choose to go deeper into the center of the spiritual platform immediately. Instead, he frowned and looked at the gray spheres that occupied the spiritual platform space.

"These are... the voices of all spirits that Shen Ming's talent hears? Why do they appear in this state?"

"Shouldn't the information be transmitted directly into the brain or soul? Why does it only stay here at the spirit platform for the spirit or soul to choose to view?"

"This is troublesome and cumbersome, and it's totally unlike a talent that can be used at will."

Jiang Yan murmured softly, looking up at the depths of the spiritual platform, but the area was completely occupied by the gray sphere and could not be seen at all, and there were no gaps around it.

"These gray balls... are they because I am special to Ming'er, so I can hear her voice, or... as long as one can enter Ming'er's spiritual platform, anyone can know the voices of all spirits~"

Jiang Yan's face darkened. He didn't think about it any further but tentatively raised his hand and poked a small round ball with his finger.

Suddenly the gray chaotic sphere was broken, and the gray mist wrapped inside penetrated into Jiang Yan's body.

Then there was a voice coming from a certain cultivator. He had a low level of cultivation but great ambitions. He was arrogant and contemptuous, and he always dreamed of reaching the sky in one step.

Jiang Yan shook his head and gently pounded his forehead twice, and the monk's voice disappeared.

When I looked up at the gray balls that filled the screen, I couldn't help but feel a little bit of helplessness in my heart.

"Shit... I can't handle so much. I need to take a break for just this one. If I keep taking so many, I'm afraid my brain will go crazy."

Jiang Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and he gathered a strand of magic power and threw it from a long distance, poking a gray ball.

Bang~ As expected, it shattered, and then the mist inside rushed towards Jiang Yan like a dog chasing a rabbit!

Jiang Yan, who was hit hard, had no choice but to be restrained for three breaths.

"This won't work. If I keep going like this, the more ash balls I smash will be less than the ones that pop out."

"Damn it! Is there really no other way?"

"Do you really want me to use that legendary move~"

Jiang Yan slowly squatted down, knelt on one knee with his hands on both sides, leaned his upper body forward, and raised his buttocks in a sprint posture!

At this moment, his eyes were full of determination!

"Let's fight! Look at my rocket headbutt!"

"what!"

Jiang Yan's thigh muscles instantly tensed up! They swelled! His legs suddenly stretched out like a frog kicking the ground, and he put his hands together and raised them above his head, and began to spin at high speed!

Rushing straight to the center of the Lingtai like a launched rocket!

In the process, he smashed countless gray balls, and he himself was shrouded in fog of various colors, and his human form could not be seen from the outside.

But fortunately, these mists only cause mental damage and no physical damage. Uh... although the soul is not actually considered physical~

But these are not important, what is important is that he went in.

That is... Jiang Yan had fainted during the flight. It cannot be said that he fainted, but he just lost his subjective consciousness and control of his soul.

At this moment, I am just continuing to move forward by inertia.

…………

In the center of the spiritual platform, Shen Ming's soul looked a little crazy at the moment, muttering "impossible" and frantically smashing the gray balls and absorbing the mist.

She is stealing the voices of all souls without restriction~

"How is it possible? How can I not find her? How can I not find her? Where is she? This has never happened before. How could someone escape my detection? Isn't my talent that allows me to listen to the voices of all spirits?"

"You must have escaped too fast, and the range I heard was not wide enough! Yes~Yes! That must be the case! As long as I cover the entire Lingxiang area, how can you escape!"

"Anyone who dares to hurt Master must die~"

Shen Ming looked horrified, and giggled with a sick and creepy smile~

Just as she was about to expand the range again, she suddenly heard the sound of bubbles breaking beside her.

Jiang Yan's figure spun and broke through the gray ball wall and drilled in.

"Master? Why are you…"

Shen Ming's expression froze as he watched Jiang Yan do a perfect 360-degree spin in the air with graceful movements and perfect posture.

If there were any judges, they would definitely give it three full marks.

But... Shen Ming could see Jiang Yan spinning, his eyes rolled back and his mouth slightly open... he was out of control...

Then with a loud "bang", he fell straight to the ground face down, with the momentum still unabated, sliding on the ground in a big letter shape.

thorn~~

Finally, he slid to Shen Ming, and only stopped when his head hit the shadow of the lotus throne under her buttocks...

"........."

"Master!"

After a few seconds of silence, Shen Ming seemed to react and let out a sharp explosion.

He jumped down from the lotus shadow, picked up Jiang Yan’s soul and checked it up and down, and then came to the conclusion that...it’s okay?

It's like the consciousness is in some kind of confused state, and it can't recover for a while so it turns off?

Shen Ming breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the gray mist outside the spiritual platform that was still flying towards Jiang Yan. They represented part of the voice or spirit of a certain living being.

The energy that was captured and locked in her spiritual altar by her gift now began to penetrate into Jiang Yan's body.

"How could this be? How could my talent be given to Master? Even if Master entered my spiritual platform, it would be impossible for him to share his talent with me."

"This is not a magic weapon or anything else. This is a talent that belongs to me alone. It is a part of my body. It cannot be shared by others. Even if the Master and I are so compatible that we are almost one, it is impossible to do this..."

"Why is this happening..."

Shen Ming hugged Jiang Yan tightly. She was a little flustered at the moment. This was the first time she felt flustered, helpless, and... unknown, except for losing Jiang Yan.

Yes, she felt the fear of the unknown.

Today, when she was staring at Master, her talent did not hear...she did not find the source and owner of that stare.

Her talent failed... It failed for the first time...

This had never happened before, and the talents she relied on for survival were of no use at all at this moment.

What does this mean? She didn't dare to think about it... But now her master can actually listen to her inner voice, and the price is just to enter her spiritual platform...

She didn't even dare to think what this meant...

"Uh… who am I? Where am I? Am I an idiot?"

Jiang Yan opened his eyes in a daze, a silly smile appeared on his face, and many noisy voices echoed in his mind for a long time.

"Master!"

Shen Ming suddenly threw herself into Jiang Yan's arms and hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to embed herself into his body, and kissed him without saying anything.