Before the sun came out the next day, Sima Shuo and Xuhui walked out of the cave, each with a spring sandalwood fruit in their mouths, ready to start today's cultivation.

"Brother Shuo, what do you say is the purpose of the holy text that the peak master drew on our feet and wings last night?" Xuhui looked at the holy text on the wings and feet, the size of the baby's palm.

"Just try it. Sima Shuo also had the same holy text on his hands and feet, he did a few warm-up movements on the spot, and after taking a few deep breaths, he took the lead in opening the blood skin, and at the same time that the blood skin appeared, the holy text on his hands and feet changed, and there was a faint earthy yellow light.

Try to lift your hands and feet, it feels just a little heavier, nothing more special.

A little disappointed, the function of this holy text now seems to be just equivalent to tying weights to the hands and feet, this kind of weight-bearing practice he told the Retreat Beast when refining the meat, but at that time the Retreat Beast said that it was not needed.

Xuhui followed closely to open the blood skin, felt it, and was a little disdainful of this holy text, "Cut, I have been looking forward to it all night." ”

The two of them opened the blood skin, running all the way from the peak to the bottom of the peak, surprised, the magic of the holy text appeared, compared to before, after they opened the blood skin now, the speed is much slower than before, but the blood skin lasts for a long time.

Swallowed the spring sandalwood fruit in his mouth, rested for a while, went to the river to catch two fish, one in his mouth, opened the bloody skin again, and ran to the peak.

Next to the cave, he tried to teach Ao Xuan to speak, but it shouldn't be very smooth, after all, he had just been born.

"Retreat Beast, what's going on?" Sima Shuo asked Xuhui to prepare for the preparation of the grilled fish, and ran to Dun to ask questions.

"The name of this sacred text is 'weight,' and the weight it adds is comprehensive. "As always, I only half of what I said.

Sima Shuo combined his previous observations and his words, roughly guessed the answer, walked to Xuhui's side, and helped build a bonfire.

"How?

"The Retreat only gave me a hint, but I guessed the reason, it was probably the holy text that increased the weight of the blood, and by slowing down the flow of blood, thus reducing the cost of blood skins. Sima Shuo didn't actually understand the principle, just a rough guess.

"Guess right, the strength of the blood skin depends on the spiritual power contained in the blood, and the durability of the blood skin is related to the blood flow rate, when fighting, the blood flow rate must be adjusted according to the actual situation, whether to prepare for a protracted battle or a quick battle. ”

After hearing Dun's explanation, both of them were enlightened, but at the same time, new doubts arose, and Xuhui took the lead in asking: "Then shouldn't we train to regulate the blood flow rate?

"It's a matter of urgency, it's too much time to train now, wait until the middle of the Blood Refining Realm to start training. After finishing speaking, he spit out two spring sandalwood fruits from his mouth and handed them to Ao Xuan, "After that, the spring sandalwood fruit will be one per person every day, and when you are tired, you will rest, and when you have strength, you will continue to train." ”

It's not that there is no Spring Sandalwood Fruit, nor is it because the Spring Sandalwood Tree Monsters are paying less tribute in the future, but it is calculated that it can not only keep the cultivation of the two from falling too far behind, but also force them to stimulate their potential independently.

If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, it's not just a blind provision of all kinds of elixir and spiritual fruits, it's a good thing to let the little demons grow up quickly, and some intangible and insubstantial things such as mood and toughness are often more able to determine future achievements and whether they can be canonized.

"Retreat Beast, do you have any news for me to find that herb?" asked Sima Shuo as he grilled the fish.

"What medicine?" asked Xu Hui curiously.

"Transfiguration flowers. Sima Shuo explained.

What Sima Shuo wanted most besides going home was to change back into human form, so after learning to speak, he asked Dun if there was a way to change the form of his body, and Dun told him that there were three ways.

The first method is to cultivate to the Ming Dan realm, at that time, as long as you find the corresponding form of the holy text, you can change into that form when you are inscribed on the Holy Dan, Sima Shuo directly denied this method, because it consumes too much energy and time, and he is very short of time.

The second way is to find the metamorphosis flower, the metamorphosis flower is a very magical and at the same time very chicken, its form is uncertain, one form a day, after picking it off, it will fix that form, and when it is refined into an elixir, it will become this form.

As for the last way, it is almost impossible to ask a Sage to forcibly help you change your form with several years of cultivation, and it is almost impossible to ask a Sage to help you without relatives and no reason, unless you pay something equivalent to his years of cultivation.

Xu Hui asked curiously, "Then Brother Shuo, what form do you want to become?"

Sima Shuo said casually: "Humanoid." ”

"Why?" Xu Hui had a look of disgust, since the alien invaders were repulsed, the human race withdrew from the ten thousand races, and even became increasingly hostile to the various races for various reasons, so Xu Hui leaked such an expression.

"I need to go to the Terrans to learn the arts. This excuse was found in the few conversations he had with the retreat.

It is impossible for Sima Shuo to say that he is a traverser, and his soul is originally of the human race, not because it is inconceivable and no one believes it, but because his soul occupies this body, which is very similar to the seizure that he said, this is a bottom line in this world, which cannot be crossed.

When he told Sima Shuo about the history of the Holy Realm, he mentioned that the human race was learning the talent holy texts of various races, and Sima Shuo was so excited that he asked what the talent holy texts of the Yin Wind Wolf were.

Dun was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "The talent saint text is born engraved on a certain bone, and all races are different, some are sternums, some are ribs, your... It's gone. ”

Sima Shuo jumped up, feeling uncomfortable, and after groping up and down, he asked, "What's missing?"

Originally, he didn't know what he was doing when he suddenly touched himself, but when he heard such a question, he replied helplessly: "It's not that the bones are missing, it's that the holy text that should be on the bones is missing." ”

Sima Shuo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but it made Dun feel surprised, the ordinary demon who had lost his talent was either angry or depressed or other negative emotions, but he was relaxed.

"Don't you feel depressed or sad?"

Sima Shuo bit the root of the tree and said proudly: "Didn't the human race learn the innate holy texts of other races?"

After a while, he understood, and since then he has been helping Sima Shuo find the transformation flower.

"The demon clan also has some halls that teach holy arts, so there is no need to go to the human race. Xuhui retorted.

"The hall of the demon clan is only to teach some low-level holy arts, mainly for the demon demon to learn and shelter, if I want to become a strong person, I must go to the human race to steal the teacher or go back to the Yin Wind Wolf Clan. Sima Shuo patiently explained, for fear of arousing suspicion.

The broom of the demon clan is well known, and the amount of holy art that can be learned depends on the accumulation of their respective clans, and the clan of the Yin Wind Wolf is not near the Despair Ridge, so it is unrealistic to go back, which is why there is no suspicion.

Xuhui finally had nothing to say, indeed, the demon clan was inferior to the human race.