My apprentice is a little weird?

"What do you mean?"

The panicked expression on Jiang Yan's face faded away, and his face became serious.

After all, he had nothing to panic about. It was just a small thing and he had done it countless times.

This time it's just a change of venue.

But Shen Ming's serious attitude just now made him a little nervous.

"I...I seem to have discovered that there is something wrong with my talent..."

"What's the problem? Can it be shared by me, or can your gift not find the person who attacked me?"

"They all have..."

Shen Ming's face was gloomy and his arms slowly tightened.

"In the past, I could have pretended not to see it, or maybe it was due to the special nature of this talent, but now I can no longer deceive myself."

"Master~ My talent... doesn't seem to be mine..."

Jiang Yan remained calm as he looked at the gray ball that surrounded his spiritual platform with a calm gaze, his voice gentle.

"Oh, how come you see it?"

Shen Ming's fingers trembled slightly.

"The reason why talent is different from supernatural power is that it is a unique ability that is innate and difficult to imitate and copy, while supernatural power can be mastered through acquired training and practice."

"The biggest difference between them is their uniqueness and growth potential...which is something that divine powers don't have."

"Talent should only be used by me, and as I grow older I should gradually understand and master it. Correspondingly, it will also become stronger as I grow."

"But the fact is... it has never changed. It's just that as I grow older, I gradually understand it and figure out how to use it."

"It's like a tool, quietly lying there waiting..."

Jiang Yan couldn't help but notice some loopholes when he heard this and asked.

"But... as you grow up, my little tricks that can block your talent are gradually losing their effect on you, right? Isn't this a symbol of your growing strength?"

Shen Ming looked at Jiang Yan quietly, with a complex and strange emotion in his eyes.

"Master, is there such a possibility..."

"It's not that I've become stronger...it's that your influence on me is gradually weakening..."

Jiang Yan frowned and fell into deep thought. After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and his pupils suddenly shrank! A look of horror appeared on his face.

"If that's the case, then it will be easy to control me in the future!!"

Shen Ming's voice paused, then he slowly tilted his head and looked at Jiang Yan blankly.

"Master...what are you talking about?"

Jiang Yan reached out and rubbed Shen Ming's head gently.

"It's okay. I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere since you were so nervous."

"As for your theory that talent is not your own, I don't think this is a bad thing. We should look at both sides of everything and not just look at the bad side while ignoring the good side."

"After all, you have been enjoying its convenience for such a long time. Even if you realize there is a problem now, it is too late."

Shen Ming was silent... Yes, what's the point of finding out now? She has already used it for so long...

Jiang Yan patted her, then loosened his arms and stretched his muscles, stretched his legs and feet, walked around in the spiritual platform, looking around.

Then it landed on the shadow of the lotus pedestal in the center~

"The scene inside your spirit platform is different from what I imagined."

Jiang Yan said casually as he approached the lotus, narrowing his eyes to examine it carefully.

The petals are stacked one after another, and the twelve-petal lotus looks like it is carved from fine mutton-fat jade, crystal clear with a warm luster.

In the middle is a golden lotus pod, inlaid with plump blood-red lotus seeds, like a dazzling gem.

The whole thing exudes a mysterious and obscure Taoist charm. When Jiang Yan stared at it in a daze, he could still hear faint Buddhist sounds in his ears.

It's like a call from a distant heaven, bewitching.

Jiang Yan shook his head gently, and the feeling was easily dispelled.

"There are quite a lot of things~"

Jiang Yan murmured something and then moved closer to the lotus shadow, squatted down, and got close to one of the petals of the lotus.

When he looked at it carefully, he could see a series of strange and indescribable lines on it, which eventually became an ever-changing pattern. It looked very messy, like a ghost's painting.

"This is... the secret spell of the Space Witch Clan?! It's engraved on this lotus petal? And it doesn't even trigger any power..."

Jiang Yan looked at the rest of the petals, which were also engraved with patterns of witch clan secret spells. They were all witch clan secret spells that Jiang Yan had shown or demonstrated to Shen Ming before.

Four in total!

"There are thirteen engraved on the jade I have seen. Except for the first one, the other twelve correspond to the abilities of a certain ancestor witch..."

"If we remove the first one, these twelve petals of the lotus... can engrave all twelve secret mantras on it..."

"What a coincidence~"

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the lotus carefully. He began to search his memory for something similar. He activated the Dream Scripture and entered his subconscious to search carefully.

But to his surprise, he actually found something similar.

Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus... But if that thing is looked at from the perspective of a future generation, shouldn't it be a Ninth-Rank Golden Lotus by now?

Furthermore, how could Shen Ming, of his rank, be worthy of possessing the Twelve-Rank Golden Lotus! And shouldn't the existence of that thing be a sign of Heaven's approval?

Jiang Yan covered his head with his hands and frowned, feeling a little confused.

The witch clan's secret spells, the ruins of the ancient demon court, the mysterious and strange abyss, the ancient battlefield of the dark dust realm, the sight watching him from behind, and the twelve-level golden lotus that now resembles the seat of a certain Western saint.

Jiang Yan's mind really exploded.

What is certain is that Shen Ming is now a chess piece. As for who he belongs to, it is very likely that he is from the abyss.

They must have some purpose in releasing Shen Ming, the most obvious of which is that they want Shen Ming to help them escape from the abyss.

But what method should be used? How should it be done?

Shen Ming was doing things for his own benefit from the beginning to the end. He did not disrupt the order of the world or make some small moves to release things in the abyss.

They clearly did nothing, but they felt like they were being pushed forward, as if there was an invisible hand holding them tightly from behind.

It feels bad to be manipulated without knowing who is behind it.

He looked at Shen Ming and saw that her face was gloomy and her eyes were filled with all kinds of emotions. She stood there in silence.

Apparently she was thinking these things herself.

"Ming'er, you must tell me this time. Tell me everything you know. Tell me what the Chengfeng Sword Sect and Xuntian Pavilion told you."

"If what happened today had not happened, I would most likely continue to follow your advice and secretly observe and protect you."