"How do I know! Even the name of the Lord of Eaters comes out of your mouth. Don't dig into it, come up with ideas. ”

Although Yevre himself has the same doubts, in the face of an old guy who can write history in both lifetimes, he has always seen and heard more than his new self, so why let it go.

"Well, just now, the young master discussed it with Ziophra, and it was up to him to buy an ordinary demon lingua franca crystal, so that you can learn the demon script first and then talk about anything else. ”

Lias deliberately avoided the question of the exercises, and looked at Ziophra strangely, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times imperceptibly.

"Yevre, here you go, if the demons don't know the universal language, and they still practice life exercises, wouldn't it be funny. ”

Ziophra solemnly handed over a crystal clear spar, and a strange aura of tangible and intangible substance permeated the inside of the spar.

"How do you use this?

Yevre took it carefully, clenching it in his right hand excitedly, and the joints were a little white.

"Well, the spiritual link can be transmitted directly into your mind, and as long as you practice for a while, you can master it proficiently. ”

Ziopra nodded, explaining softly with an expressionless face.

Hearing this, Yevre nervously didn't reply again, and cautiously injected a trace of spiritual power into the spar.

Suddenly, Jevre felt like he had broken into a sea of words.

The sea of words was stimulated by the spiritual power, setting off stormy waves, and the overwhelming tsunami swarmed the spiritual power to the left and right, and then rushed to Yevre's mind.

In an instant, Yevre's mind became chaotic like a muddy paste.

Countless dense demonic words swirled back and forth in his mind, like a soldier holding a sharp blade, quickly leaving his own traces.

Yevre hugged his head tightly and couldn't help but wail a few times.

Half an hour later, the painful experience of slashing and slashing faded like a tide.

"It's really damn, whose hand is this?"

Wiping the cold sweat on his head, Yevre, who was heavily injured, rolled his eyes and prepared to scare people.

"Say, was it Lias's idea, no wonder he was laughing so weirdly!

"Alright, Yevre, you just didn't warn you. Using the Alchemy Demon Crystal Crystal, it's all like this. If it weren't for Lias saying that your mental power is far superior to that of a demon of the same level, I wouldn't dare use this thing to try it on you. ”

Ziophra is still breezy and light-hearted.

"Besides, this alchemy demon crystal is very expensive, it is enough for the price of those advanced demon corpses before. This is for the enlightenment of those big powers, and ordinary demons can't afford it. ”

Also, remember to read more books and consolidate more, otherwise the effect will be much worse. ”

"Okay, got it! Now my mind is full of strange demonic words, and I almost want to vomit. ”

Yevre managed to stop the feeling of the world spinning and forcibly suppressed the feeling of vomiting that was nauseous and wanted to vomit.

It's almost the same as a person who is afraid of heights has been on a roller coaster for dozens of times, his face is gray, and he can't even walk.

Still, Yevre hasn't forgotten the important thing.

"What about the exercises you two have said, take them out and take a look, especially your sacrifice of Lias, Ziophra's illusion, and the magic books from the dark elf ruins. I'm going to pick and choose, and then I'm going to kill. ”

"Didn't I remind you that you can't learn it? You'd better look for Ziophra, or teach yourself magic. If it doesn't work, we still have some interracial exercises, you can try it and see the effect. ”

Lias pouted, but he didn't plan to hand over his housekeeping skills right now.

"Let's look at the alien exercises first, and if there is no suitable one, I will teach you a little illusion. However, I don't know if you can learn it, you can't learn it! After all, to learn illusion, you not only need a system, but also talent. ”

It's still Ziophra who is honest and honest.

"That's right, that's fine!"

Jevre glared at Lias fiercely before nodding gratefully at Ciophra.

It seems that Ziopra really intends to make a big bet and go all out to fund Yevre's development.

Ziophra turned his head and whispered to Lias, who was still sneering.

"Don't tease him, take out those exercises! I'm hiding in the underground space, and I have to go for a run. ”

"You prepare a pen and paper for me, the exercises are all in my broken memory, and I have to write them down. ”

Lias pursed his lips, but still secretly compromised.

When Ziophra hurriedly floated away, Lias suddenly took out the metal magic book from the dimensional space and landed in front of Yevre.

"This book is written in elven script, are you sure you understand it?"

"Hehe, isn't there still you. Why are you pouting, it's a big deal to stop thinking about your sacrifices. ”

Only then did Yevre realize what the problem was, and he couldn't help but smile awkwardly and apologize.

"Whoever made your sacrifice more magical than magic, I am also too envious, and I can't help it. ”

"Okay, no need to explain, Master understands. You should think carefully about what kind of exercises you need. Master reminds you, either highlight your strengths, or make up for your shortcomings, don't blindly choose a pass, and waste your bloodline talent in vain. ”

When Lias heard this, his face softened a little, and he no longer deliberately stinked his face.

"I've thought about it, it's either physical defense, or soul cultivation exercises. Isn't there a saying that the body is sanctified and the soul is immortal, I'm going to pick one and try it to see the effect. ”

Yevre didn't dare to say anything about how you could improve your proficiency in the exercises by relying on food, after all, it was a bit strange and a bit unbelievable.

Even if it is really the effect of the bloodline of the Lord of Food, it is too much of a moth.

Before Lias and the eager Jevre could speak a few words, Ziophra hurried back to the bookshelf with a large wooden black box.

"Yevre, if you look at these books, they are all alien exercises, including low-level half-blood dragon clans, several low-level elves, and dark dwarf cultivation techniques. Rest assured, they are all translated into the lingua franca of the devil, and even if you can't cultivate, it's still true and feasible. ”

"Oh, really?"

Yevre didn't say much, so he eagerly rummaged through the wooden black box and placed the exercise cheats of various materials on the desk one by one.

There are books of various metals, unknown animal skins, and even three crystal-clear crystals similar to the demonic lingua franca.

Yevre looked at them one by one excitedly, not wanting to miss a single thing.

But I didn't know that the hands that fell into Lias's eyes, trembling slightly, were so ridiculous.

"Gray Elf Basic Knife Technique", "Half-Blood Dragon Cleansing Technique", "Dark Dwarf Eighteen Cloak Hammer", .......

A series of legendary exercises came into Yevre's eyes one by one.

Don't think Yevre's performance is strange, an ordinary person from Blue Mercury will suddenly see the coveted exercises, and he can't help it.

Lias looked at Yevre, who was immersed in the secret book of exercises, pouted, took the animal skin paper and metal pen handed by Ziophra, and quietly wrote all kinds of alien exercises in his mind alone, but did not translate the metal magic book.

Ziopra looked at the two of them who were engrossed, and sat quietly beside them, without making a sound.

More than an hour had passed, and Yevre had only cursolutly flipped through more than thirty books of alien exercises.

It was an eye-opener at the same time, but it was not without disappointment.

Although the exercise cheats are good, they still can't meet their expectations.

The rest of the spars, Yevre did not dare to inspect them on the spot out of caution, or because he was once bitten by a snake and was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

Instead, he turned his head and consulted the calm Ziophra.

"Ziophra, what kind of exercises are in this spar, and is the grade higher?"

"It's not too bad, one of them is said to be a body refining technique left by a long-dead alien race, it seems to be called a human race. There are also two pieces, both of which are about spiritual secret methods. This is still more than 300 years ago, from the secret market, but unfortunately, I can't learn it at all, it's useless!"

Ziophra recalled it carefully, and then remembered the origin of the three spar exercises.

Because his physical body is weaker than the demons of the same realm, he also practiced curiously many years ago, but he has no clue at all. I can't help it, so I just keep it idle.

"You'd better finish reading Yevre's secret first, and then look at the three spars, this one is more mentally draining than the demonic lingua franca hedron. ”

Cautiously reminding the burning-eyed Yevre, Ziopra turned to look at Lias, who had finished his writing.

"Lias, how many exercises have you written, hurry up and show me. ”

Jevre walked briskly closer, staring at the thick pile of vellum paper, his mind already firmly intrigued.

Perhaps the mysterious old monster, Lias, can surprise himself.

Regardless of how many thousands of years have been sealed, Elias's boastful tone is concerned, even if there are too many memory lapses, a skinny camel should be bigger than a horse, and there is always something dry.

"You don't have long eyes, you still don't have long hands, take it and see it yourself!"

I don't know why, Lias's inexplicable tone was a little rushed.

Could it be that when you recall the exercises, you stimulate yourself?

"Oh, that's hard for you! I'll take it myself. ”

Touching the tip of his nose, he didn't dare to seriously look at Lias's slightly silver-colored eyes, and he hurriedly slipped away with a thick stack of magic cheats.

Gently returned to its original position and put it down, and looked for it carefully.

"Refining the Demon Xishui Gong", "The True Remnants of the Divine Soul", "The Record of the Ghost and the Spirit", "The Furnace of Heaven and Earth".....

If nothing else, just by looking at the name, looking at the imposing title of the book, you know that it is much better than Ziopra's stall.

It's just that the more Yevre looks at them with anticipation, the more pale he becomes.

This guy Lias is just hanging a sheep's head and selling dog meat!

The name is coaxing, and at first glance, it is not much better than Ziopra's stall.

Fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter.

Only the book "Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter" still has some dry goods, according to the description of the exercises, it can use all kinds of energy between heaven and earth to temper itself.

Practicing to the highest depths is enough to fist the mountains and step on the long river.

It is not enough to sanctify the flesh, but it can also be invulnerable, and it has super defensive power, which is comparable to the weapons of the same realm.

Not only that, but it will also have super magic resistance, and at the same time, it can also temper its spiritual power by the way.

It's just that "Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace" is not complete, only the upper part.

Looking at it, there is only this "Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter", which can barely enter the eyes of Yevre.

Looking up at the three unseen spars, my heart itched, and I forced my fists to clench, opened the eyes that were glued to them, and took a deep breath to calm the depression in my heart.

"Lias, is there only a part of this "Heaven and Earth Flood Furnace Chapter"? According to what you said, this is only the upper part, so you really don't remember the lower part?"

"You've got it, it's good to remember the upper part. Even if there is only a part, I am afraid that it is equivalent to an ordinary Heaven Rank Exercise, which is enough to cultivate to the peak of the Earth Rank realm. If it weren't for the need for a special system to cultivate, Xiao Ye would have cultivated directly by himself now. ”

Lias pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, rolled his cute compound eyes, and gave Yevre a wide eye.

"In addition to the sacrificial words that cannot be passed on, this is already the most powerful alien exercise in the memory of the master. So whether you can learn it or not and get the benefits depends on your own creation. ”