"So you never thought about reworking it? Well, forget it, when I didn't say. After listening to Zhang Mengmeng's answer, Yinchen's rebuttal rushed out, and then he regretted it. He felt that he shouldn't have said such things, he felt that such words were really insulting these cultivators who had worked so hard to cultivate, insulting all the blood, tears and sacrifices they had put in to survive in this world that had been cruel for a thousand years. They are monks, and the people of the Demon Pavilion are monks, and in Yinchen's eyes, they are warriors, warriors who bravely charge forward and fight. They were warriors, not mages like Silverdust himself, and they, the melee fighters called monks, had no way to modify the most heinous and inconsequential parts of this sorcery like mages.

The problems encountered by the Mowei Pavilion were also encountered by Gabroyle's magicians more than 90,000 years ago. At that time, the dark mages and necromancers who were in the initial stage were also faced with the problem of killing people to obtain souls, and they called the broken souls extracted from the living people soul fragments, for the sake of these soul fragments, how many talented mages took risks, and how many promising mages eventually went astray? More than 90,000 years have passed, after the initial ignorance and fear, suspicion and cruelty, after endless blood, bones and consistent exploration, Gabroyle's magicians have finally solved the problem of the source of remnant souls (soul fragments) through the perfect combination of magic circles, spells and enchantment processes, and also liberated necromancers from the graveyard and piles of bones, becoming normal mages who can cast spells anytime and anywhere, like other types of mages, instead of being imprisoned between tombs for life.

Necromancers are also human beings, and they also need to eat, drink, sleep, gamble, play games on the computer, watch videos, chase Korean dramas, chat on QQ, WeChat, grab red envelopes, plus travel selfies, it is impossible to stay in the gloomy and terrifying cemetery with no signal for the rest of his life, so even if he is the most lame first-level necromancer, he also needs to practice the ability to summon skeleton soldiers from the undead world with one or two hands, otherwise, as a necromancer, he has to do such a thing as taking out the garbage himself, doesn't it make people laugh off their big teeth? Although Silver Dust is only a quarter of a dark magician, and his research on undead magic is limited to direct attack magic of the undead system, and he is not proficient in summoning magic, but in any case, it is still possible to summon a few skeleton soldiers to fight and disturb the war, let alone summon the undead (ghost summoning magic) more easily than skeleton soldiers. Spells such as summoning undead, skeleton soldiers, and bone spears are common sense for mages who are interested in exploring the field of dark magic, and they are the same common sense as fireball magic and arcane lighting.

Therefore, Silver Dust asked this question almost instinctively: "You never thought about improving it?" In his opinion, the second half of this "Remnant Soul Sutra" can be described as extremely exciting, and its method of refining "undead magic props" is that Silver Dust, who is a second-level demon master, is also amazed, but the first half is simply rubbish, and the lame cultivation method of killing people and seizing souls is estimated to be disdainful even by the most ** dark mage.

He asked this question almost unconsciously, and then suddenly realized that this question should not be asked, because this problem can only be solved by mages, and the monks of the melee department may not even be able to find the direction to solve this problem. He suddenly remembered that in this cruel and wild world, no one knew about the spiral logarithmic magic array, no one knew any solution to the spatial polar coordinate element particle spin link equation, no one knew the unified theory of the spell and the domain structure, and even the most basic enchantment schema! How could the monks of the Demon Pavilion, who knew almost nothing about space power and summoning spells, think about and study the method of directly opening up the space passage and summoning countless undead from the other world? It was simply impossible!

When he asked this question, it was not only difficult for the strong, but also an insult to these monks who had difficulty surviving! This kind of problem can only be solved by a mage, and it is the natural responsibility of a mage, and it should not be pushed to the soldiers to answer!

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Mengmeng was completely confused by Yinchen's words, or completely frightened: "Change the exercises? How is that possible? All the exercises that have been circulated in the world, even the "Qingfeng Decision" on the rotten street, have also been handed down from ancient times, and have been studied by the ancient powers, you and I are ordinary people, what ideas can we come up with to improve it?" Zhang Mengmeng's voice gradually became a question, and she looked at Yinchen with some concern, for fear that he would be frightened by such a cruel evil art and go insane.

"I'm sorry, sister, I'm speechless, this thing is not what you should think about now, I'm really sorry-" Yinchen hurriedly apologized, he also knew that it was nonsense for him to say anything about improving the exercises now, even if he himself had a way to summon the undead directly through summoning, but what about the others? Zhang Mengmeng, as a local who has lived in this world for more than twenty years, has never been in contact with other forms of civilization, and does not have any relevant knowledge, can she understand the principle of summoning? Can she construct a temporary spell field based on Yinchen's explanation? Can she calculate the spatial polar coordinate parameters? Or, can she understand the boring theories of advanced mathematics? Obviously not, but without these, I am afraid that even the most basic realm of a magician cannot be constructed, how can she release magic? I only know spells, and there is no domain without a spell model (spell bit) that suits me, and ordinary people cannot release magic. If you can't even release magic, what are you talking about summoning the undead?

Therefore, the so-called improvement of the exercises is nothing more than an illusory dream, and unless Yinchen has a way to connect this world with Gabroyle and allow the two civilizations to communicate with each other, otherwise, the improvement of the exercises or something is just a rhetoric.

"I'm sorry, sister. Silver Dust apologized again.

"It should be me who says I'm sorry, Yinchen, my sister is sorry for you, in order to survive, my sister can only let you cultivate these terrible things...... My sister knows that you have stayed in Hanshan Temple, and I know that you must hate to kill those innocent people and use the bones of innocent people to achieve your own glory, but my sister has no choice, my sister doesn't do this, my sister will ...... It's going to be unfortunate, and you're going to get into trouble right away!Silver Dust, the reality is cruel, you ...... Sometimes you really need to do something you don't want to do......" Zhang Mengmeng let out, her feelings had been suppressed to the limit, and she finally couldn't help but explode. She was going to have a showdown, and she didn't want to hide anything from him anymore. She could feel that she might not be able to complete Elder Feng's task this time, because Elder Feng's task was simply difficult for a strong man! Zhang Mengmeng could vaguely feel Yinchen's character, or she could feel the kindness of Yinchen's body, it was a boy's kindness from his heart, and it was the kindness of his nature that should not be polluted in any way. This kind of kindness, like holy light, like judgment, made Zhang Mengmeng, who had been immersed in the big poison pit of the Demon Pavilion for more than 20 years, feel ashamed of himself, like a pile of filth next to diamond jewelry.

For a moment, the hidden kindness in Zhang Mengmeng's heart was about to break through her psychological defense line, break through her reason, and make her desperate to reveal all the layouts and plans of Feng Lieshan, and put all the dark and shady strategies on the table, and let Yinchen adjudicate, but in the end, the most essential and primitive instinct in her body, the instinct of survival, stopped her impulsiveness, intercepted the most dangerous afterwords she was about to export, and replaced them with non-stop apologies.

Yinchen turned around, turned around, looked at Zhang Mengmeng in surprise and some confusion, looked at this beautiful and somewhat kind big sister, looked at her almost crying, and listened to her keep apologizing to herself. It took about five seconds, that is, less than three breaths, for Yinchen to react and gently touch Zhang Mengmeng's hand.