A group of people picked up their clothes, unloaded their armor, and asked Chuanting to even see the bald man buttoning a military hat on his head.

"Don't need armor, we're running away, I'm afraid that others won't know we're deserters?

"And you, don't pick up your pants, pick up so much what you're wearing?"

"And you, you, you, you, boots, find a pair of suitable ones, a pair around your neck, and a head to wear?"

Ask Chuanting was really defeated by them, and he just wanted to die headlong. The sound of killing became quieter, and Wen Chuanting hurriedly greeted the people who were still rummaging for things. If the war is over, it will not be only these fifty people who will surround them, after all, the two-legged ones will never outrun the four-legged ones.

The cannon fodder camp has no equipment, no clothing, and the animal skins on its bodies are either brought from their own tribes or the dead people picked up on the battlefield, and they are completely dressed as a group of refugees.

The beating bonfire burned quietly in the silent night, and a group of people were lying on the ground in hungry kimonos, the sky was the quilt, the ground was the bed, and fortunately, this early spring season was not too cold. After escaping for a day, I finally saw a small wood, everyone hid inside, people are not machines, they always have to rest, this wood, just as a place to rest, the woods can block the fire, reduce the danger of exposure, and can also block the wind outside, properly protect the warmth of the body.

Sitting quietly by the campfire, watching the flames leap intently, but with eyes in focus.

"Chief......" The bald man sneaked over, looked back and saw that everyone was asleep, and then greeted softly.

"What's wrong?" asked Chuanting's gaze finally focused, and he didn't look back.

"Look......" The bald man turned his head again, and the thief's eyebrows made him feel the urge to laugh, and he was instantly attracted by what he took out of the bald man's arms.

It was a piece of animal skin, tattered, with some curls on the sides, and he took the animal skin from the other party's hand, and there were some crooked characters engraved on it, which was the font of this world. He struggled to recall it, remembering that there was something about it in the memories he had devoured.

"Siyu?"

"Little boat, I'm here. Siyu's hazy voice sounded in his head.

"Compare the memory, find the corresponding content, and translate it. Ask Chuanting to arrange a task for Siyu in his heart. The external demeanor did not change, and the contents of the animal skin were swept over little by little, as if he could really understand it. Even look at both sides, even the back of the animal skin is not just over, look carefully.

"Xiaoboat, this is an exercise!" Siyu's voice was full of excitement.

"Huh?" asked Chuan Ting didn't understand, it was just a exercise, what was there to be excited about, now he has not a thousand but eight hundred exercises in storage, in addition to devouring memories, there are many by-products of deducing the secrets of the gods and fighting in the dream, and taking out any one can produce a lot of shock. In his heart, he didn't care about this unknown exercise, after all, there were no good exercises in the Konghou tribe, and compared to the memories devoured, they were not too good, they were all in the groping stage, and there was no complete system, which would not help him much, and could only be used as a reference direction.

"Little boat, you can understand it if you look at it. Siyu obviously felt the safety of Wen Chuanting, pursed his small mouth and muttered, and with a wave of his weak and boneless little hand, a ray of light rushed to Qing Ming and threw himself into Wen Chuanting's soul.

"Hmph!" The sudden extra huge memory made Wen Chuanting's head rise suddenly, but it was Siyu who expressed his dissatisfaction in this way again, rubbing his eyebrows helplessly, and easing his headache slightly.

"You rest first, I'll take a look first. Wen Chuanting turned his head to the bald man full of anticipation and commanded.

"Oh......," the bald head replied.

"Don't worry, the research is understood, and you won't be missing. Wen Chuanting smiled helplessly, but still made a guarantee for baldness.

"Hmm. With the assurance of Wen Chuanting, the bald man was full of joy. Isn't it just for the sake of benefit, who wants to give their treasure without benefit, even if it is something to pick up.

"You don't know how to read?" asked Chuan Ting softly, fixing the bald head that turned around to leave. Seeing the bald man shaking his head, he asked Chuanting again: "Then does anyone in our group know how to read?"

"Nope. ”

I wasn't sure if I could get an answer from him, but I just asked casually, but I didn't expect to get a definite answer. Waving his hand to let the bald man rest, Wen Chuanting fell into a sudden memory.

The light given by Siyu not only contains the content on the animal skin, which is translated into the font he is familiar with, but also the meaning of the characters of this world. Ask Chuanting to look at the others, slowly browsing the translated content.

The more I look at it, the more shocked I become, this is a exercise, a complete exercise, from the perspective of asking Chuanting, this exercise is roughly divided into four layers, starting from the foundation of the lowest level of the bones, refining the spirit, strengthening the body, strengthening the qi and blood, when the qi and blood are strong, affecting the surrounding environment, enter the third step, is to communicate with heaven and earth, to achieve the unity of heaven and earth, so this step is also called the unity of heaven and earth, when you can perfectly carry out the unity of heaven and man anytime and anywhere, it is the law of contact, and if you master a little law, you will enter the fourth step - control.

"Building a foundation, refining spirits, unity, and control, this is roughly the same as my division of the cultivation system of this world, building a foundation corresponds to refining and refining qi, refining spirit corresponds to refining qi and transforming gods, unity corresponds to refining gods and transforming voids, and control corresponds to refining voids and merging the way. However, this control is a bit exaggerated, and the law is not so easy to control, first of all, we must achieve perfect mastery, cultivate the law perfectly, and fit the Tao with the body, which is mastery, jump out of the trap, jump out of the law, in order to be called control, this layer may be called mastery. Ask Chuanting to compare silently in his heart.

"After mastering, is it detachment or control?" asked Chuanting to slowly close his eyes, his consciousness entered the sea of knowledge, the green shadow cast light, and one by one figures appeared on the sea level of Sansheng, the vast space was densely covered with people, the left half was slightly loose, one person and one zhang were square, each stretched out his hand and kicked his legs, practicing according to this nameless exercise; half was on the right, and each person had a space of one meter, all of them were sitting cross-legged, and their hands were pinched.

Time passed slowly, everyone breathed evenly and steadily, and they all fell into a deep sleep, and the bonfire burned quietly, releasing a soft light, and crackling sounds were heard from time to time.

"Huhu...... Call...... Huh......" The steady breathing of the sleeping people was broken, and they touched the sweat on their foreheads from time to time in their sleep.

"Whew. The bald man sat up suddenly with his weapon in his hand, the abnormal temperature rise made him vigilant, he looked around, and found nothing abnormal, the bonfire was still burning, the head was sitting there, everything was normal, the sky was still dark, and the sky had not yet lightened.

"What's the problem?" the bald man stroked the smooth head with his right hand, and there was doubt in his heart. "No! The head is very abnormal!" the bald man was surprised, and asked Chuanting to exude heat all over his body, like a huge torch, and the beating flames were affected by the intense heat, and the light emitted was a little dim.