"Since it is possible for the gold demon spirits of other races to learn it, why don't you teach it to me by the way?"

Jiang Yifan asked with a glint in his eyes.

"You can learn it if you want, but only if you build a new psychic skill first."

"New psychics?"

"Well, it's called 'pain transfer.'"

"Pain transfer?"

Jiang Yifan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this name, and then couldn't help but shudder, and stammered a little when he spoke: "Should... Could it be that he wants me, the Demon Envoy, to share the pain of the Demon Spirit's cultivation of this secret technique? ”

The nightmare caused by the sharing of psychic skills and physique, he still remembers it vividly.

Now I have to have one more torturous psychic skill, and in the future, my body will be 'pain' in addition to 'emptiness', and life will be miserable?

"Your idea is theoretically feasible, so you can try it when the time comes."

After laughing for a while, Wu Lao changed his serious face before continuing: "Actually, the purpose of letting you learn this psychic technique is not to assist in the cultivation of the secret technique, but to make you clearly feel the pain that the demon spirit needs to endure when cultivating this secret skill. ”

"Hmm... Is it very painful? ”

"Yes, once you experience that pain through the psychic technique, you won't think about letting the demon continue to learn this secret technique."

The martial elder, who seemed to have experienced that kind of pain, nodded with palpitations, "Even if my giant steel shield turtle has the assistance of 'dull sense', the pain I endure in cultivating this secret technique is actually not much smaller, so let this kind of sinful thing be lost in the long river of history." ”

"That's right..."

Jiang Yifan nodded as if he didn't understand, and gently rubbed the teacup he was holding in his hand.

After the three of them sat silently for a while, he hesitated and spoke again: "I still want to feel it for myself, and when I finish building the psychic technique and the pain is transferred, can I come back to you to learn it?" ”

"Of course, you're always welcome to feel the pain."

Wu Lao smiled.

Young people are like this, they don't hit the south wall and don't give up...

...

...

In the evening, the group of black feather crows gathers.

As usual, Crow brought French fries to help the old and weak women and children in the group.

But over the years, the amount of food it can carry has become more and more stretched.

It's not that the amount of food these old and weak women and children has increased, but that every day there are more wounds in the group that they cannot find food alone.

The main culprit responsible for the increase in these injuries is 'Bai Lingque'.

That's right, it's Bai Lingque, who was defeated in the previous clan war.

Originally, after that battle, Bai Lingque in Hongquan City had to take a detour when he saw the black feather crows, but during this time, they became angry.

Or more accurately, relying on the protection of the 'flying reggae owl' and pretending to be a tiger.

When there was a numerical advantage, Bai Lingque relied on the more birds to bully the fewer birds, and besieged the lone black feather crow.

If the Black Feather Crows bring their companions to take revenge, they will only need to hide in the territory of the abandoned building where the Flying Reggae Owls live.

Because the black feather crows who have not paid the 'protection fee', once they get close, they will be driven away by the flying reggae owl that protects the eggs, and even attack.

If you're not careful, you might have to turn it into a meal on the other side's plate.

"Dumb !!"

Somewhere in the branches where a flock of crows gathered, suddenly there was a violent quarrel.

Crows have been accustomed to such quarrels these days.

It is nothing more than the small leaders of those groups in the group, who are arguing whether to pay 'protection money' to the flying reggae owl like Bai Lingque, or jointly lead the group to declare war.

In the huge group of Black Feather Crows, there is not destined to be only one leader.

Because with their high intelligence, individuals tend to have relatively independent thoughts among themselves, and unlike insects such as ants and bees, the will of the entire group is dominated by the queen ant and queen bee.

Therefore, a large group of black crows is actually composed of many different groups, large and small.

For example, the crow, which lost its parents when it was young, was brought up by the leader of a small group, so it naturally belonged to that small group.

But after the old leader died, he did not continue to submit to the new leader, but formed a new group with his two good brothers who had grown up together.

The group was small, with only three of them, each equal and not governed by each other.

'fluttering-'

Another fruitless discussion ended in the displeasure of the little leaders of these groups, who flapped their wings and returned to their groups with unhappy expressions.

One of the Raven's brothers, who had gone to the meeting on behalf of the 'Little Group of Three Crows', also flapped his wings and landed on the branch where they usually stood.

Groups as small as they are don't actually have a say in such meetings.

But even if it's just to join in the fun, they still take turns.

Because if you don't go, it's tantamount to declaring that the group no longer exists.

"Dumb~"

Crow affectionately gave the fries she had left for her good brother.

The three crows each held a french fries dipped in tomato sauce in their mouths, and after standing on the branch and chatting for a while, the crows set off for home.

How things will develop in the end will be decided by the bigwigs in the clan, and it will not be the turn of its small role to intervene.

In the past, it was able to help Jiang Yifan set off a big war with Bai Lingque, and the usual bird-to-bird relationship accounted for part of the reason, and the supply of French fries accounted for a greater part.

But the most important thing is that the two ethnic groups have been grudging for a long time, so they can be detonated by the 'fuse'.

"Dumb?"

On the way back, Crow met a familiar white spirit magpie.

The body looked a little fat, a pair of resentful eyes stared at it, and the bird clutched half a bottle of black ink on its claws.

This chubby Bai Lingque was also one of the fuses of that war.

Behind this fat white spirit magpie, there are also three little friends.

One of them, the bird's claw, is also holding half a bottle of ink; The other two have several black feather crow feathers in their beaks.

Their strange behavior puzzled the crows, because ink and feathers were inedible.

This strange behavior reminded Raven of a newly learned word: "Perverted? ”

"Wow!"

The fat Bai Lingque seemed to understand the meaning of the word, and the feathers on his body immediately exploded angrily.

But anger is anger, and it still doesn't choose to do anything with it, because they have never defeated each other in the past.

Not to mention today's crows, under the nourishment of Jiang Yifan's special nutritious meal, their bodies are much stronger, which is in stark contrast to their clumsy posture full of brains and intestines.

"Dumb..."

Looking at their vigilant and slowly retreating figures, the crows also retracted their gaze, not bothering about what they wanted to do with those things...