St. Cage smiled bitterly: "If you want to solve this problem, the first thing you need to do is to be able to cultivate spiritual power, and accelerate the evolution of spiritual power through the fusion of the body, but although our St. Cage clan can freely penetrate the space, but the spiritual power is naturally low, even the strongest in our race, the spiritual power possessed is also pitiful......"

In other words, the fatal loophole of the San Cage clan is greatly related to their inherently low mental power, and if you want to make up for this fatal loophole, you have to start with things that increase your mental power.

Hearing St. Cage's words, Wang Ming also frowned for a while and fell into a state of contemplation, spiritual power is produced in the soul, and the main composition of the soul is spiritual power, yin power, soul fire, and soul core.

If you want to increase your spiritual power, you have to start from the aspect of increasing your soul strength, "I have some secrets here that specialize in cultivating spiritual power, do you want to try them?" Wang Ming asked.

"I also have a lot of secrets for cultivating spiritual power. St. Cage shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's all tricks collected by our ancestors, but unfortunately, these tricks that are very effective in other races have no effect on the clansmen of our race."

This meaning is almost equivalent to a mentally handicapped child with low qualifications, even if he has good teaching materials, it is impossible to turn him into a genius, which means that this road will not work.

But Wang Ming refused to give up St. Cage lightly, once he filled his loophole, he was the best candidate for the alien beast!

For a while, both of them fell into silence, St. Cage's silence was looking forward to Wang Ming's words, and Wang Ming's silence was thinking about a solution to the problem.

Time passed quietly in the silence of the two. After about a while, St. Ketch couldn't help but say, "Teacher, if you really can't help it, then forget it, it's almost time to eat." The disciples are still meditating. ”

After a few days of adaptation and habitation, St. Cage called the ten God King students junior disciples, but it became more and more smooth and natural, especially now that he has reactivated the inheritance bloodline, his strength is at least the strength of an ordinary God King, which is even more natural.

St. Cage didn't expect that. It was such a simple sentence, but it was like a lightning bolt that crossed Wang Ming's mind, and it woke him up with a bang, "Eat, yes, eat!" Wang Ming seemed to think of something, and a glorious smile gradually bloomed on his face. He said to himself, "How could I have forgotten this!"

The evolutionary loophole of the St. Cage clan is rooted in the fact that the St. Cage clan is born with low mental power, which is a congenital deficiency!

It is not difficult to see from St. Cage's narrative that if the clansmen of the St. Cage clan want to fill the loopholes, they must rely on strong spiritual power to accelerate the fusion of their bodies, in other words, they use spiritual power as a wooden stick. Stir the wet powder and dry powder in the tank, and let the two blend as much as possible.

The current situation is that the water tank is very large, and the dry powder and wet powder in the tank are also full. But St. Cage only had a toothpick in his hand to stir, so the contradiction came to light.

Compared to the wet powder and dry powder in the St. Cage toothpick mixing tank, the wet powder has already fermented or even deteriorated!

So the best solution now is to find a thick wooden stick to replace the toothpick in St. Cage's hand, rather than letting St. Cage plant the toothpick in the soil himself. Delusional that one day, toothpicks will take root and sprout and thrive............

With such an idea. Wang Ming's mind also began to become active, and he soon found a wooden stick that could replace the toothpick. Or you can wrap a toothpick with layers of plastic!

With excitement on his face, in St. Cage's extremely surprised gaze, Wang Ming took out a cylindrical cyan object about forty centimeters long and about twenty centimeters in diameter from the space, which looked like a wooden stick.

"Eat this first and see how it works. He casually threw this hundred-year-old nether grass into St. Cage's arms, and Wang Ming said, "If this one doesn't work, try another one." ”

"Uh" St. Cage caught the dried Nether Grass in a little hurry, and after taking it in his hand and looking up and down a few times, he swallowed his saliva a little embarrassed, looked at Wang Ming in disbelief, and asked weakly: "Teacher, you just asked me to eat it?!"

"Of course. Wang Ming nodded as a matter of course, and urged: "Hurry up and eat, it's not enough for me to have a lot here......

"I" St. Cage immediately felt like crying without tears, what he lacked was spiritual strength, not a piece of wood! But what could he do? Wang Ming let him eat it, could he not eat it?

At that moment, he glanced at Wang Ming with some grievances, and then held the nether grass that looked like wood in both hands, opened his mouth wide and bit it down fiercely: "Click!"

The Nether Grass was immediately eaten by St. Cage, revealing something that was even more unacceptable to St. Cage, and the black veins filled the entire Nether Grass, and the clear lines seemed to be telling St. Cage that this was simply a piece of wood!

But under Wang Ming's gaze, St. Cage didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow this piece of netherworld grass in a big gulp.

In fact, the ghosts harvest the Nether Grass, not swallowing it whole, but like eating sugar cane, sucking up the liquid in the black veins and spitting out the residue.

And now St. Cage, but under Wang Ming's "guidance", he swallowed the Nethergrass in a big gulp, and even the residue that had no effect at all was swallowed quickly, and this section of Nethergrass disappeared under St. Cage's struggle, seeing that St. Cage swallowed the last mouthful of Nethergrass grass, Wang Ming stepped forward and asked: "How is it, is there a reaction?"

"This" St. Cage was stunned, and after a careful feeling, his face showed joy......

"Yes, there really is a response!!"

Cheers of surprise resounded in the forest......

"Really?" Seeing the joy on St. Cage's face, and hearing his exclamation full of excitement, Wang Ming also showed a heartfelt smile, and raised his hand to move out a pile of at least a ton of hundred-year-old Nethergrass from the space. Said: "Okay, let's eat this pile too!"

"......" The smile on the face of the elated St. Cage immediately froze, and he stared blankly at the large pile of Netherworld Grass that Wang Ming took out, thinking of the feeling he felt when he devoured the Netherworld Grass before. His face collapsed in an instant, and he said, "Old ...... Teacher ......"

"Hmm, something?" Wang Ming, who was hanging his head to sort out various objects in the space, couldn't help but raise his head when he heard this, and his demeanor and tone were very relaxed.

Anyway, it wasn't him who ate the Nether Grass, and this sin was not his fault!

"This, I ......" St. Cage swallowed hard. This pile of netherworld grass like a mountain bag made him a little difficult to handle, but he knew that this was Wang Ming's kindness, and in desperation, he could only laugh dryly: "I think this kind of treasure is better not to eat it all at once......"

"Don't worry......" Wang Ming immediately laughed when he heard this. He looked at St. Cage very kindly, and said, "Teacher, this is the most thing I have in my hand, and I don't have to worry about eating as much as I want......!

"Don't be generous, I'm a rare chicken thief and ...... teacher" St. Cage's moment can be regarded as completely dumbfounded. Of course, he just prayed in his heart for God to give him a teacher of chicken thieves......

Fortunately, Wang Ming was cleaning up the space, and inadvertently found a pile in the corner. The box of Nether Flowers that had not been used up yet, and when he saw this box of Nether Flowers, of course, he immediately thought of St. Cage, who urgently needed to increase the strength of his mental power to solve the loopholes in his body.

I thought about it. Wang Ming still took out a Nether Flower from the box first, took the blood-red flower and handed it to St. Cage, and said, "Don't be in a hurry to eat the Netherworld Grass first, try this first, can there be a reaction?"

"This is ......" St. Cage had seen this blood-red flower for the first time in his life, and naturally he couldn't name this blood-red flower. Not to mention efficacy.

Wang Ming ignored his face and directly stuffed the Nether Flower into his hand. Only then did he say: "This is called the Nether Flower, in terms of increasing the strength of spiritual power. There is a very good effect. ”

After a pause after finishing this sentence, he made up for it: "But I'm not sure now whether the Nether Grass and Nether Flower will enhance your spiritual power temporarily or permanently, anyway, we are all crossing the river by feeling the stones, let's give it a try first." ”

"Uh...... Gollum ......" St. Cage opened his mouth wide and hesitated for a moment, then put on a dazed look of death, and then stuffed the Netherflower into his mouth, and after chewing a few bites like a cow chewing a peony, he swallowed all the Netherflower into his stomach.

As a result, just as he opened his mouth to do something, the flower that entered his belly emitted a burst of intense burning sensation, which swept through his whole body almost instantly, and finally turned into a torrent that crashed into his brain with a bang.

In a fleeting moment, St. Cage passed out directly in front of his eyes......

When St. Cage reopened his eyes, he had been taken back to the Divine Skills Hall Academy by Wang Ming, and when St. Cage woke up on the bed, Wang Ming took two steps forward and asked, "How do you feel?"

"Well, it feels like you've been fighting hundreds of fights. St. Cage felt the soreness in his body, and said with some weakness: "The whole person is very tired and sore." ”

"What about mental power?" Wang Ming didn't care about St. Cage's physical reaction, what he cared about the most was the increase in his mental power, in fact, the effect of the Nether Flower was on this.

"Spiritual Power" St. Cage was stunned, and then his face showed a look of ecstasy, and he exclaimed, "Oh my God...... My mental strength ......"

"How's it going?" Wang Ming asked after him.

"That's a lot!" If it weren't for the soreness of his body, he would almost have jumped up from the bed and dance......d! No, at least thirty times more!"

"Thirty times? Wang Ming finally put his mind at ease, nodded at him and asked, "How is it?"

"That's not enough. The smile on St. Cage's face faded, and when he regained his composure, he replied, "At least two hundred times more than the existing one is needed to fully repair it." ”

"Two hundred times?" Hearing St. Cage's answer, Wang Ming began to count the items in his space, and after a while he nodded, "It should be enough." ”

There is still a box of Nether Flowers, almost six or seven hundred, and the number of Nether Grass is even larger, there are at least 100 tons of hundred-year-old Nether Grass alone, not counting other Nether Grass that spans a hundred years, the total amount is absolutely enough.

After clarifying this, Wang Ming's mood was also completely relaxed, and then he began to place daily recipes for St. Cage.

The effect of the Nether Flower is undoubtedly fierce, and when a Nether Flower is subdued, St. Cage will be in a coma for two hours, and looking at his state after waking up, he can also know that the Nether Flower may have some minor effects on his body.

Therefore, although Wang Ming had the intention of letting St. Cage take a large amount of Nether Flowers to improve his spiritual power as much as possible, he still chose to give up considering the consequences of doing so.

Raising his hand, he took out a ton of hundred-year-old Nethergrass from the space, as well as eight flowers,

After piling all these things in St. Cage's room, Wang Ming spoke: "These are the things that will be served every day for the next day, and before the evolution loophole is completely patched, we will just eat these things." ”

"The wood-like Netherweed, a ton in all, eats ten meals a day, every five hours, at least twenty-five kilograms at a time. ”

"Then there's the Nether Flower, so let's eat it with the Nether Flower when you eat the third and eighth meals every day, and of course, you have to lie down on the bed before taking it. ”

Wang Ming advised: "When you have time, you can go to the No. 1 Teaching Hall to meditate, if it really doesn't work, you can watch the arrangement yourself, anyway, the only request I give is to ...... within four days."

Stretching out his hand and pointing to the mountain-like Netherworld Grass next to him, and the ten Netherworld Flowers placed on the top, Wang Ming said: "Eat all these things, of course, you can also choose to eat them in advance." ”

St. Cage, who was still lying on the bed in the "......", immediately weakened and collapsed directly on the bed.

Eat ten meals a day, twenty-five kilograms per meal, and eat two hundred and fifty kilograms of Nether Grass in one day, plus two Nether Flowers......

Thinking of the feeling and encounter of eating Nether Grass and Nether Flower before, St. Cage felt the urge to faint...... This, isn't this a human life?!

However, when facing Wang Ming, he could only grit his teeth and promise, if that dim and tragic expression was seen by others, they would think that Wang Ming was forcing him to eat poison!