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"There's no need for those three old thieves to come forward." Sean smiled coldly, of course he knew who Zi Po Nian was referring to.
"Hey~ brat, he scolded you." In the cabin at the back of the mountain, Maha glanced at Nitro.
Nitro: "."
A few black lines popped up on his shiny forehead, and he cursed secretly that the old man’s ears were back, so he could cut them off and sell them.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "If I heard correctly, that boy Sean said there are three old thieves."
"Isn't that just right?" Maha said matter-of-factly: "You, Jaeger, and that bitch Jie Nuo, aren't there exactly three of them?"
I've already walked MD, why don't you let me go? A waiter sneezed inexplicably, and the slap marks on the left and right sides of his face were still warm~
"Let's listen to what Sean has to say first." It's not easy to be a conciliator in the middle of a fight when they meet each other~
Jaeger shook his head and pricked up his ears.
At the right time, Sean asked a question: "I want to know how you grasp the 'characteristics of the times'?"
The noun is too abstract, and it will inevitably be vague when it comes to specific actions. Zipo Nianrou breathed a sigh of relief, and this question was indeed the most suitable for her.
The old butler sorted out his thoughts and said thoughtfully: "To be honest with you, young master, I understand that only by standing at the forefront of the times, or even becoming the driving force behind the development of the times, can we fully grasp the characteristics of the times."
"more specific."
"Technology is the primary productive force, young master~" Zi Po Nian looked at Sean deeply and said, "In addition to being the housekeeper of the enemy Hakka, I am also a visiting professor at the Capital Institute of Technology of the Republic of Patokia, specializing in "machinery" Manufacturing" major, has published ten first-issue papers in the well-known journal ICS, and holds more than 20 patents"
"Because of this, the old body can easily change into the appearance of motorcycles, cars, airplanes, etc. based on their structures."
? ? ? ! Sean was shocked. He didn't expect that the old man's personal butler was actually a top student!
"This old guy Maha is really wasting his resources. Bato's technology has not advanced, and he is guilty of it." Sean was dumbfounded.
At these words, Zi Po Nian coughed dryly and pretended not to hear. Through the surveillance glasses on the bridge of her nose, she could vaguely feel the anger of an old man and the ruthless ridicule of the other two old men.
"According to what you said, if you want to refine your telekinesis ability, you must have a deep understanding of your own 'characteristics'. The deeper you go, the stronger you will be. Is this the truth?" Sean thought thoughtfully.
Zi Po Nian nodded: "That's the principle, but there's no need to worry, young master."
"You have plenty of time to find the 'characteristics' that suit you."
The old housekeeper encouraged: "I believe that with your intelligence, you can do it in just a few years."
How many years? "But I have found a 'characteristic' that suits me." Sean glanced at Zibonian and said, "I just don't know how to develop it, so I asked you."
Zi Po Year: "."
He stared at Sean blankly, not knowing how to answer.
"What's all the fuss about?" Sean spread his hands and chuckled: "It's just a matter of finalizing the 'characteristics'. If you use your brain, everyone can do it."
I, co-author, am not a human being?
Zi Po Nian opened his mouth, but everyone was speechless? I feel like you are scolding me, Master~
To put it simply, I have been thinking about it for ten years!
After being stunned for a long time, Zi Po Nian came back to his senses and couldn't help but sigh: "I'm ashamed. Compared with the young master, I can't be called a top student."
Uh. "You're being humble." This time it was Sean who was surprised.
Zi Po Nian smiled bitterly: "It's not that I'm modest, it's that it's really difficult to find the characteristics that suit you. Young Master Wutong should know that he has been wasting on this road for eight or nine years and has yet to find a way."
No wonder. The old guy said he was a waste. Thinking about the future, Hisoka killed him in seconds with two or three moves.
Sean realized something and after getting the answer he wanted, he leaned against the window mast, facing the evening breeze, and thought carefully about all the knowledge about "wind".
Wind has no constant shape, and water has no constant potential. From a physical point of view, wind is the movement of air molecules.
From a geographical perspective, wind is a natural phenomenon caused by differences in air pressure.
From a thermodynamic point of view, wind is the result of convection of hot and cold air.
But what about the perspective of “reading”? In other words, from the perspective of "chakra", how do you view its changes in properties?
After pondering for a long time and having no clue, Sean suddenly had an idea and decided that instead of thinking in vain here, it would be better to consult "professionals."
At that moment, he silently said to the "Sage" in his heart: "Go ahead and arrange it. I want to meet Sarutobi Asuma."
As an elite jounin of Konoha, Asuma possesses the two chakra attributes of "wind" and "fire". He is undoubtedly a famous teacher who has first glimpsed the "wind" door.
Sean remembered that in "Naruto", it was Asma who taught Naruto the changes in the nature of "wind". Therefore, Naruto learned the multiple shadow clone technique, and later integrated "wind" into the Rasengan to create The more advanced S-level ninjutsu "Wind Release: Spiral Shuriken" is released!
【Yes】
"Sage" received the instruction and sent a prompt tone
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【Redeem successful.】
The familiar white light sinks into the eyebrows, and the space of consciousness expands.
Sean tilted his head upward and smiled: "I wonder what kind of expression this poor kid who was deceived by his father will show when he learns that he will not be able to see his child alive?"
The young man sighed, closed his eyes, and stepped into the sea of consciousness.
At the same time, not far away, the sea of clouds surged and a figure gathered together.
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Chapter 55 Asma’s freedom and ease
He has long black hair and a goatee, and wears a tight-fitting black combat uniform with green jounin mail on the outside.
There are dark red logos tattooed on the shoulders and back. The imprint of the Fire Nation's coat of arms hangs on the waist.
Asuma was playing shogi with Shikaku with a cigarette in his mouth. He was suddenly surprised to be in an unfamiliar environment.
His hands quietly touched his lower back. That was where the weapons for which he was famous were located - two chakra swords, Shinichimonji.
Are you so nervous? Noticing Asma's little movements, Sean took out a pack of cigarettes from the sea of clouds, took out one and lit it himself, threw another one to Asma, opened his mouth and blew out a faint ring of smoke and said: "Advice Don’t have any extra thoughts.”
"Who are you?" "Nabe Shadow Ninja" has not yet been serialized to the part where Kakuzu Hidan invades Konoha. So the current Asuma is still a living person.
"It doesn't matter who I am, but I know who you are." Sean looked at Asuma with a smile and said: "Konoha's elite Jonin, the third generation's son, Kurenai's fiancé, Ino Shikacho's teacher, Fire A friend of Earthland, one of the Twelve Guardian Ninjas of the country, a prodigal who painstakingly searches for Jade."
He revealed all of Asuma's connections in one go. The expressions of Konoha's elite jounin changed again and again, which was extremely exciting!
"Oh~ By the way, I almost forgot." At the end of the sentence, Sean looked at Asuma meaningfully and added: "Little Sarutobi's future deceased father."
As soon as these words came out, Asuma's face, which had a beard thicker than a sycamore tree and was thicker than a sycamore tree, completely lost all color. Just for his deceased father, he almost didn't break his defense. Fortunately, he was facing the evil city. A man who can stay calm.
Asuma caught the cigarette thrown by Sean and lit it, taking a deep puff. The taste was strong and spicy, and it was obviously more powerful than Konoha's cigarettes. However, a real man should smoke spicy cigarettes. He swallowed his breath without coughing and looked at Sean and said, "It seems you know me very well."
"That's right." Sean flicked the ash from his cigarette and winked at Asuma: "You can also think that I know everything about Konoha, including the past and the future."
"Oh~" Asuma's reaction was unexpectedly calm. After he calmed down, he seemed to not care about anything and asked lazily: "Sarutobi Mirai is my child?"
"To be precise, it's your unborn daughter." Sean put out his cigarette and raised his index finger at him: "One question after another."
"I've answered one of your questions for free. If you have any questions, you can ask now."
Then, Sean added: "I believe you have discovered that this is my conscious space and I can pull you here, so naturally I have something to rely on."
Asuma nodded, and after getting rid of his initial panic and vigilance, he also discovered that his subconscious was obeying the orders of the mysterious young man in front of him.
This is the first time in his life that he has experienced the feeling of being restrained. It is also a novel experience.
"Hi~hoo." Konoha's elite jounin did not say anything immediately. After quietly smoking a cigarette, his bloodless face finally regained a trace of rosiness.
He flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt scratched the sky, leaving a shallow mark, which was instantly swept away by the sea of clouds. He smiled at Sean and said, "Young man, I have nothing to ask. You can tell me your question now."
"Oh?" Sean looked at Asuma in surprise and said unexpectedly, "Don't you want to know how you died?"
"Or, will your daughter Sarutobi live well in the future?"
"Haha. Good question." Asma touched his goatee, raised his head and thought for a while and said, "No one cares about life or death, and no father doesn't care about his daughter."
"But..." Konoha's elite Jonin grinned and showed a handsome smile to Sean: "Everyone will die, sooner or later."
"Besides." His eyes softened: "I believe Hong will take good care of my daughter."
MD, you are quite free and easy. Sean curled his lips and gave Asuma a thumbs up in admiration. He stopped pretending and said directly: "I would like to ask about the changes in the nature of the 'wind' attribute chakra."
"Haha, your question sounds familiar." Asma laughed: "Being recognized by a mysterious young man, does this mean that I have some ability?"
"Forget it." Sean smiled: "But Naruto is Naruto, and I am me. I already know the nature of 'thin and sharp'. Apart from this, is there anything else?"
"Then you have to ask Feng." Asma smiled, looked at Sean meaningfully and said, "No one knows Feng himself better than Feng."
"As a gift before leaving, I suggest you release your chakra, treat yourself as a wisp of wind, completely integrate into the wind, listen to the voice of the wind, and you may get the answer you want."
Listen to the voice of the wind? Sean was thoughtful. When he came back to his senses, Asma waved his hand with his back to him and plunged into the sea of clouds: "I'm sorry, young man, Lu Jiu is still waiting for me."
"I~ must seize every minute and every second of the rest of my life and enjoy the present moment."
"Hula~" The sea of clouds came in and instantly swallowed Asma into the sea of consciousness. Only Sean was left empty, staring blankly at him turning into bubbles, in a daze.
After a while, the young man shook his head and laughed, snapped his fingers, returned to consciousness, took one step forward, and jumped to the window mast.
Close your eyes, open your arms, and at the same time let go of your "thoughts" and try to embrace the evening breeze
"Master, what are you doing?" Zi Po Nian noticed something strange about Sean and didn't dare to say anything. The three old men behind the scenes who relied on her to grasp Sean's perspective frowned and looked at Sean without saying a word. It was surprisingly quiet in front of and behind the scenes.
It seemed that only Sean's steady breathing was left in the world, echoing powerfully.
At that time, it had just rained during the day on Meteor Street, and the night wind blew unexpectedly with a hint of moisture. The young man, wrapped in the milky white "Nian" energy, followed Asma's suggestion and imagined himself as a ray of breeze. Jumping alone into the arms of "compatriots"
Just like the lost notes, they were included in the staff. Slowly. Slowly. I figured out the rhythm of the wind. I was happy, it was joyful, it was sad, it was sad, it was frustrated, it was frustrating, it was angry, it was angry.
Gradually, his mind drifted out with the evening wind. Sean faintly heard a few insects chirping in the moist grass. Looking up, he saw a few birds cutting through the dark night sky, fluttering their wings and flying past. Then further away, In the side hall of the church——
The handsome young spiders surrounded Chrollo and asked questions. They didn't know that a pair of eyes were following the wind, sticking close to their faces and taking in everything they said and saw.