The sun finally rose, and small bits of light poured through the leaves in front of Calais, telling him that the day was coming.

Stop this hungry state of feeling, today is not the weekend, Calais still has to go to class.

Although Calais did not know whether the phalanges were saints or not, with the rules contained in them, Calais felt that this phalanges were extremely valuable.

After looking, it was not early, Calais ran with all his might, and the whole person turned into a phantom, quickly shuttling and jumping through the jungle, relying on two legs, running towards the school.

If you take a car, Calais will be late.

As a good teacher who is online on time every day, Calais naturally does not allow himself to be late, relying on his own legs, and can effectively avoid traffic jams during work hours, so as to arrive at the classroom on time.

It's just not as early as usual.

The following days were as plain as water, without any waves.

Accustomed to exciting days, Calais will inevitably feel melancholy after living such a comfortable and dull day.

With the passage of time, Calais has also broken through to the realm of different types by virtue of fire and water.

Feeling the obvious increase in strength, Calais couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, but the power of the empty body had nowhere to swindle.

I'm still a little unaccustomed to this kind of life.

The human skin book that had been translated by Butterfly Wing also had the following, but it turned out to be a failure.

In order to help Calais, Butterfly Wing even hacked into some of the more well-known databases and compared the samples, but the results were all failures, and nowhere was the text of the book recorded, and there was no way to translate it.

Leaving with disappointment, Calais sighed, the mystery of enlightenment is obviously not so simple to be able to penetrate, he and enlightenment are already endless, meeting is both life and death, there is no room for negotiation.

He felt that this book was crucial for enlightenment, but he couldn't crack it.

Perhaps this is the ancient heritage text that Enlightenment has inside.

"Master."

There was a light snow in the sky, and the vast seaside was also covered with light snow, and it was white, except where the waves had crashed, it was still the same color as ever.

Calais saw his cheap master for the first time in a long time.

"Hehe, I see you're doing well, you're already different, your children are teachable, your children are teachable." The old man Bai Zhou didn't feel that he was in shape.

"Thanks to the master's guidance." Calais has become more and more respectful of the old man Baizhou, and many problems he encounters in his cultivation will be consulted by him, even if he is thousands of miles away, but Wang Baizhou's guidance can be described as the essence of every sentence, and it goes straight to the point.

Every time I pointed out, Calais was suddenly opened, and there were many detours.

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure.

Under Wang Baizhou's remote guidance, Calais also felt that his progress was rapid, far faster than his own cultivation back then.

I have to say, it's good to have a master.

"Okay, don't slap my old man's ass, if you have any questions, ask quickly." Although Wang Baizhou said this, when he heard Calais's words, his expression was beautiful, and his jaw was about to rise to the sky.

"Master, do you think this is a saint's finger bone?" Calais took out the phalanges and handed them to Wang Baizhou.

Wang Baizhou took it and sighed.

"I can't feel the fluctuations of the Dao rules for a long time, so naturally I can't tell them." As a seeker, Wang Baizhou can no longer feel the fluctuations of the Tao, there must be a sad past behind this, but Calais has never studied it deeply.

Everyone has a past that they don't want to talk about.

"What do you think?" Wang Baizhou returned the phalanges to Calais and asked rhetorically.

"I think so." Calais nodded, these days, he has continued to perceive the rich Dao rules in the phalanges, and they have advanced by leaps and bounds, which makes him more and more reason to believe that this former saint's phalanges.

Perhaps only saints can integrate the Tao into their own bodies and compete with each other.

He has become the Tao.

"Have you ever seen a saint?" Wang Baizhou smiled and asked Calais another question.

"Nope." Calais shook his head.

"You haven't seen a saint, and you don't know what a finger bone looks like, so how can you be sure that this is a saint's finger bone?" The old man Bai Zhou is reasonable and logical.

"Intuition." Hearing Calais's answer, the old man Bai Zhou was stunned for a moment, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahahaha." The old man Bai Zhou smiled very happily, as if he had met some great joy.

"That's right, aren't we seekers pursuing the ethereal Tao just for an intuition and a feeling?" Wang Baizhou's expression was full of appreciation when he looked at Calais, perhaps only such a person could be able to comprehend the Great Dao and go to the end.

"You have to confirm what this phalanx is, I can't help you." Hearing Wang Baizhou's words, Calais was also thinking.

Many times, you have to have your own ideas in order to be able to go further in martial arts and seeking the way.

People without thoughts are nothing more than walking corpses, which will eventually turn into nutrients and melt into the loess.

Calais had already received an answer to Wang Baizhou's finger bones, and then he took out two more items to show Wang Baizhou.

It was a book of human skin and a treasure jewel of mystery.

"What is this, it's weird and disgusting, I can't understand it." picked up the human skin book and flipped through it, and the old man Bai Zhou threw it back to Calais, saying that he couldn't read it either.

However, the mysterious orb he picked up next was indeed his eyes shining.

"Hey, it's a baby." Wang Baizhou couldn't help but sigh.

"Master, do you know what this is?"

"Maybe it's a magic weapon, I'll have to study it."

"Artifact?" Calais had heard of it in ancient books, but had never seen it.

"It's the weird kind of baby that uses energy to drive." Wang Baizhou explained to Calais.

In fact, it's just a different name, in the cultivation family of the Chen Dynasty, some small items of senior design will be called magic weapons, and they are all used for energy drive.

For cultivators, physical energy will produce energy, and through the control of the energy, it will be injected into the object, and the purpose of replacing mechanical energy can be controlled.

It's like Calleton's thunder, wind, and fire.

Calais is able to release energy against enemies, but it can also inject into others, destroy, or swim.

From the point of view of modern science, it is a mechanical energy generated by the human body.

Wang Baizhou also said that if it is strong enough, it is not impossible to use the energy of the flesh to power the armor.

This shocked Calais!

It's just that the mecha needs too much energy, and the invention of high compression mechanical energy allows the mecha to have enough energy to operate.

It turns out that energy is still so useful! Calais seemed to have opened the door to a new world, shocked and curious.

"But it's not as simple as you think, although it's all mechanical energy in nature, but in fact there are subtle differences, and the energy required by each magic weapon is also different, if it is forcibly injected and opened, it is possible to cause damage to the internal energy circuit."

Speaking of this, the old man of Baizhou gushed endlessly, not at all like a martial artist, but a scientist!

In the words of the old man Bai Zhou, in this mainstream society of science and technology, how can you not know some scientific knowledge?

"But you don't have to be nervous, after all, the same origin, as long as you have a little contact, you can convert it at will, it's not very difficult." The old man of the white boat comforted Calais.

From the words of the old man Bai Zhou, Calais also knew that those flying swords that could fly in the sky were originally powered by energy!

"Then since the flying sword can fly, can we abandon the flying sword and fly directly with energy?" Calais drew inferences and quickly figured out the crux of the matter.

For the sky, it is the right of the Skywalker, and ordinary people want to rely on the flesh to go to the sky, it is impossible, it is a shackle.

But the old man Bai Zhou did not answer Calais's question, but said playfully: "You try? ”

Calais didn't say anything, the thunder energy stirred, the thunderbolt flashed, and at the same time the wind energy was activated, rushing towards the ground.

For a while, the wind was fierce, and a strong wind blew against the surrounding trees, and the trunks were bent and the leaves were scattered.

Calais slowly rose into the air with the strong force of the ground wind, and staggered and floated in the sky.

But it didn't last long, Calais landed, his wind energy was not able to support his flight for a long time, and the speed was also very slow, which can be called chicken ribs.

Calais tried another method, condensing the condensation of the essence of the thunder energy, and it also floated up slowly.

Fortunately, there are no people around, otherwise they will probably be scared silly when they see this fairy scene.

After a few minutes of attempts, Calais also failed.

"Well, talk about your feelings." Wang Baizhou saw it in his eyes, but he didn't explain it, but let Calais think independently.

"Chicken ribs." Calais shook his head, this kind of speed is completely inferior to running on the ground, it is useless, and the cost of physical energy is also huge.

"But flying swords can fly very fast." Wang Baizhou said lightly.

Calais frowned, no, no clue.

Looking at Calais's meditative appearance, Wang Baizhou also smiled and stopped selling Guanzi.

"Can you buy a flying sword?" Suddenly, Wang Baizhou asked a question that puzzled Calais.

The flying sword only appeared in ancient books and Wang Baizhou's mouth, and Calais had never seen it, but had only heard of it.

was asked by Wang Baizhou, and Calais immediately figured it out.

"Could it be that the flying sword is just a rumor? There's really no such thing. Calais came up with the answer.

"Damn, you're a pig." Hearing Calais's answer, Wang Baizhou almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, he thought Calais had figured it out, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

was scolded by Wang Baizhou, Calais was also as big as a fight, he really couldn't think of it.

"Isn't it?" However, Calais only thought about it and didn't dare to say it, he didn't add fuel to the fire of the old man Baizhou.

But if not, perhaps only Skywalker would be able to understand that mystery.

(End of chapter)