Lord of the People: Start with 300 billion World Trees! chapter 822

Lord of the People: Start with 300 billion World Trees!
811. Fairy's Imagination
At the same time, Ling Moran learned from Ling Feng the past since his birth.
During the period, he also took out a little fruit wine, and everyone tasted it together, and the meal was very happy.
The taste of the food is really good, and I muttered to myself: “As expected of the good stuff from Xianjia…”
It was also his first attempt, and seeing that Lin Moran didn’t intend to take a step forward, he let go of his grudges.
Anyway, everyone on the spaceship knows about my own affairs, and they understand it when they go to inquire about it. And the fairies in the Holy Land also knew that Ling Shen was self-taught, and they were all shocked
07 What is a genius? This is a genius! Compared with life, those geniuses in the world of cultivating immortals are nothing?
Those who practiced faster at most, could not learn without a teacher, nor could they create their own spells, they all followed the process given by the family.
And what about Ling Shen? He has nothing but a guqin given by someone else. He can play the melody at will and compose invincible fairy songs, which can directly produce the vision of heaven and earth.
Although he can’t remember certain pieces after playing them the second time, they are classics, never repeated, no different from self-created Taoism.
How many people in this world are able to create their own Taoism? How many people are there who can create big hair every day? Most of them only have 180. As for Ling Shen, he can do it at will, which is really terrifying.
“This is a peerless genius, why is he so powerful?”
Lin Moran couldn’t figure it out. He felt that this saint was really weak. Compared with Ling Shen, it was nothing to mention. He used to think that he was one of the current generation’s talents, and anyone could fight.
But facing Ling Shen now, he actually felt ashamed. This was not a difference in strength, but a difference in talent. It’s hard to imagine what kind of achievements Ling Shen would achieve if his talent was to cultivate the Tao!
This kind of comprehension is no longer comparable to Common’s genius, it is simply a treasure, unexpectedly discovered by himself, Lin Mo’s eyes glowed with golden light, and a strange color appeared.
Only such an arrogant person can be worthy of himself.
Only I can be worthy of him, so what is Liu Ruyan? She is just a prostitute, she is no longer pure, and she is not worthy of the son at all.
“My son grew up on a spaceship since he was a child, and he has never been in contact with bad women, so he doesn’t understand how terrifying women are.”
Lin Moran muttered.
“You can’t let the young master be so pure and flawless, and be polluted by others. If the young master also falls into the mortal world and loses this kind of spirituality, maybe his talent will dissipate and disappear.
“I can’t let this happen!”
Lin Moran made up his mind even more, even if Ling Shen went to Tianshuihua to release himself in the future, he would follow him. Thinking of this, he must establish a good relationship with Ling Shen in advance, and the best picture is a husband and wife or a master-student .
Lin Moran’s heart was throbbing, she also knew how to talk about love, and was very interested in love, and hoped to learn a few tricks from Ling Shen.
Two people have common hobbies together, which is the way to maintain a long-term relationship. He started to talk to Ling Shen, hoping that Ling Shen could teach him a few tricks. During this period, he also united with the fairies and kept exaggerating how powerful Ling Shen was. This kind of friendship cannot be lost.
Ling Shen also didn’t mean to hide his secrets, it didn’t matter to him whether he hid or not. If he can pay, he will definitely be willing to help others.
But it’s a pity that he doesn’t know how to teach him to play the piano at all, it’s completely subconscious, wherever he thinks of playing, the music will come out naturally.
Relying entirely on one’s own mood, there is no specific melody or score at all.
So he can’t teach at all. His own talent is absolute rhythm, absolute pitch, absolute interest, and absolute sensitivity to music.
It is born entirely by his own fantasy, which directly benefits from his loneliness. When he is alone, he will start to fantasize, and his spiritual world will become extremely rich