Fu Nao replied respectfully, Yang Shou nodded, and continued to the previous question.

"The herbivore clan has taken a detour now, you just need to tell Qingyuan and the others that the top priority is not to improve hundreds of thousands of defects, but to find a new path. ”

"Their future lies not in perfecting their defects, but in a technique that will give them enough time to perfect their defects, and if you point this out, you believe that this race will burst out with potential that you can't imagine. ”

Yang Shou said lightly, Fu Nao nodded slightly, as if he understood something.

For the creatures that evolve in the world, it ...... All you can do is guide, and this is the best choice!

The more worlds that evolve, Yang Shou will one day not be able to control it, only proper guidance and let it be natural.

After getting Yang Shou's instructions, Fu Brain's clone called Qingyuan over alone and personally pointed out the key.

Hundreds of thousands of defects are not so easy to make up for perfection, especially knowing that it is impossible to perfect defects with a lifespan of three hundred years, Qingyuan initially fell into confusion.

"Your race is in the wrong direction, and it's good to solve problems with the help of collective wisdom, but your first thing is to perfect a cultivation path, a cultivation path that belongs only to your herbivore clan!"

After receiving the guidance of the divine master, he was no longer obsessed with the defects of cultivation perfection, but was alone and began to study how to find a new way of cultivation.

He didn't tell his clansmen about this desperate fact, anyway, he could learn from the breakthrough experience of all the clansmen, and with the help of collective wisdom, it was equivalent to the whole clan studying together.

When all the other clansmen, including the nine senior brothers, were frantically improving themselves and perfecting their defects, he put down his cultivation, stopped breaking through, and was obsessed with the study and summary of experience.

As more and more people broke through, more and more experience of failure, and more and more books, the herbivores, under the leadership of the patriarch Fukaya, began to build an attic dedicated to storing these precious experiences of failure.

The attic was unattended, and only Qingyuan was guarded.

It's because although these materials are precious, they are tantamount to chicken ribs for other races, and they are not helpful at all.

In addition to listening to lectures every day, Qingyuan nested in the attic, studied every day, and even assigned the work of registering the failure experience of the clansmen to the other nine people.

The shortcomings of the remaining nine people are being made up at a rapid pace, and the clansmen are making progress all the time, only Qingyuan has been standing still, not moving forward an inch.

Another decade later.

The Divine Master summoned all the disciples of the Herbivorous Clan and began to count the potential values.

Qingyuan has not changed at all, it is still twenty-two, and the highest of the remaining nine people has reached more than forty, achieving a reversal.

The Divine Master nodded faintly, he didn't show any emotion about this achievement, and in fact it didn't have any emotion.

Compared to the Blue Bird Clan, their potential value is still too different.

Wang Qianyi, who has the highest potential value of the Blue Bird Clan, has cultivated as a half-step god, and now his potential value has reached seven thousand five hundred, but ...... After that, it can't go up.

No matter how the divine master poured chicken soup and boosted the power of the soul, no matter how hard Wang Qianyi tried, his potential would no longer rise.

The Divine Master understands that this means that the upper limit of the Blue Bird Clan has arrived!

Every race, since the day the heaven and earth evolved, has its upper limit, which can be infinitely close to this upper limit, but it is difficult to break through it!

This upper limit represents how high this race can finally go, the most direct is the potential index, the upper limit of the potential index of the blue bird clan is seven thousand five hundred!

The herbivores are even simpler, and the upper limit of the potential index is one.

The higher the limit, the harder it is to break through!

The herbivore clan is different, because the upper limit is too small, so they can break through, but the process of breaking through is still very difficult, and it can even be said that without the guidance of the divine master, they will not be able to break through the upper limit of one in their lives!

"Creator, the upper limit of the Blue Bird Clan has reached ......"

At the top of Jianmu, Fu Nao looked at Yang Shou......

Yang Shou glared at it, and he noticed that Fu Brain was more and more fond of asking him questions.

"You are already a product of a mature civilization, don't ask the creator god everything, think for yourself. ”

Yang Shou responded, and then continued to look at Qingyuan.

He was more optimistic about the herbivore clan, but Fu Brain initially chose the blue bird clan, in fact, he had expected this bottleneck.

With a small amount of chicken soup, it can stimulate the power of the soul to forge ahead, but after all, it is limited, and the power of the soul is mysterious, but it is impossible to increase indefinitely.

The current Wang Qianyi ...... has been poured into a chicken soup expert, and when he gets along with people, he tells the story of chicken soup all the time, influencing the people around him.

Fu Brain also asked him to help, just kidding, if he could really solve it, he wouldn't have to go to great lengths to let Fu Brain ignite the herbivores, and let them evolve and explore on their own.

The evolution of civilization and the evolution of species cannot be done by anyone, especially the selection of the predecessors of the Protoss.

Ten thousand is just the beginning, according to Yang Shou's idea, after the birth of the predecessor of the Protoss, he needs to demarcate a separate area to accelerate the evolution and promote the birth of a true Protoss with a potential index of 100,000!

Such a race is worthy of the title of God of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds!

Actually, the achievements of living beings do not depend on the potential index, but the potential index can represent the achievements of the race!

"Come on, the civilization of the divine realm is waiting for you to create!"

Yang Shou looked at the herbivore clan who were working hard below, full of anticipation.

Without the guidance of the Creation God, Fu Brain could only study on his own, but after trying many methods, he could not raise the upper limit of continuing to raise the Blue Bird Clan.

Unless it is recast, or like herbivores, looking for its own flaws and constantly improving.

It's just that the defects of the Blue Bird Clan are too few, and even if they are perfect, they are not enough to break through to 10,000.

For a hundred years, the Fu Brain clone Divine Master ran on both sides of the Hongmeng space and taught for a hundred years.

The second patriarch of the herbivore clan has died of old age, and a new patriarch has been replaced, and it is Qingyuan.

Today's Qingyuan, because he has given up his cultivation, has a rickety figure, gray hair, and is almost two hundred years old, which is equivalent to an old man of fifty or sixty years old in the age of human beings on earth.

After the death of the previous Fukaya, he succeeded to the position of patriarch and led the elders to hunt meat and find food for the young.

In addition, he no longer came to listen to the lectures of the priest, because the affairs of the tribe were complicated, and he not only studied the exercises for the race, but also helped the race find food.

The summary of breakthrough experience needs a steady stream of young people, and young people need meat.

The other nine people who worshiped under the Divine Master with him are still teenagers, and because of their cultivation, their defects have been continuously improved, and now the highest potential index has reached four hundred.

It's just that Qingyuan, that is, the deep valley, has never dared to tell them.

The road ahead has been broken, and if there is no cultivation method, what awaits the entire race is still despair.

He concealed the news for a hundred years, studying it silently in the attic alone, just afraid that once the news came out, the whole race would begin to despair, like this......

No one continues to break through, there is not enough experience of failure, and what awaits the entire race is still despair.

He didn't go to listen to the priest's lecture again, but he recommended a place, and it was the young child that the previous patriarch Fukaya often brought with him, and now he had grown to the prime of life, and took his place and came to listen to the lecture.

in the attic.

An old man looked at him at night, and beside him, there were one book after another, and he couldn't count how many there were, and he was so surrounded that he couldn't even move his body.

"It's been a hundred years, and I only have a hundred years left. ”

Fukaya let out a sigh, this road is too difficult.

Everyone in the whole clan didn't know how many flaws their clan had, and they only thought that if they kept moving forward, one day, they would improve themselves and completely break through the second level.

But the defects of hundreds of thousands are so terrible that they can't be completed at all!

And on this day, nine young men walked into the attic.

"Disciple of the Divine Master, ask to see the patriarch. ”

Nine people were outside the attic, saluting respectfully.

Fukaya dragged his tired body to his feet, his joints rattling, and he struggled to move his body, and it took him a long time to get out of the attic.

"What's the matter with me?"

Fukaya frowned, it was already late at night at this time, at this time, they should be practicing with the divine master, how could they come to the attic?

"Qingyuan, are you tired?"

One of the young men looked directly at Fukaya and called out his real name.

Fukaya's body trembled, this name, since he succeeded as the patriarch, has gradually been forgotten by him.

Successive patriarchs had only one name, but when the young man called out his name, his heart still trembled.

"Qingyuan, how long are you going to hide it from us?"

A sigh sounded, and the eldest young man among the nine stepped forward and hugged the gray-haired, erect old man in front of him tightly.

"You ...... You all know that?"

Fukaya was watched by nine pairs of eyes, and couldn't help but bow his head.

"We all know, what the divine master told us, our race has hundreds of thousands of defects, and it is impossible to break through before the life span is exhausted, you knew this fact a hundred years ago, but why don't you tell us?"

Fukaya sighed: "The entire race is working hard to cultivate, impact the second level, accumulate experience, and improve the defects, and can't let too many people know, otherwise the race's confidence will inevitably collapse." ”

"Then you will hide alone in the attic, carry the weight for us, and study it yourself?"

Fukaya was speechless, and could only bow his head again.

"Look at what you've made yourself look like, it's only been a hundred years, and you're like you're going to die of old age. ”

One of them stepped forward and gently hammered down Fukaya's chest.

"Let's help you, as a disciple of the Divine Master, we have not learned this more than 100 years of knowledge in vain!"

In the end, the nine people stepped forward and each hammered a punch to the deep valley, but the strength was not great, but the body of the deep valley hammer trembled, and nodded again and again.

In the past hundred years, he has been so lonely and tired.

The pressure of being alone and carrying the hopes of an entire race is too great.

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