Regarding Bai Xiao's question, Zheng Liming just scoffed.

"Turning you into my shape?"

Then, the greasy master patiently explained: "The body of you Snow Mountain people is like a well-designed puppet war puppet, and every detail exudes utilitarianism. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Liming's gaze swept up and down all over Bai Xiao's body.

"The muscles are full, but they are light and flexible, they are not too bulky and do not hinder the movement of the joints, and their explosiveness and endurance are far superior to those of normal humans. In addition, even if you don't exercise, your muscles will stay at a healthy threshold instead of being lost naturally. The body stores high-energy substances such as fat evenly in areas that do not interfere with movement, but does not store too much, and if the necessary amount is exceeded, the nutrients ingested into the body are eliminated. Therefore, there are almost no thin and withered people in your Snow Mountain tribe, let alone fat people with big bellies. And your physique is also excellent in the tribe, so it is even more difficult to break this utilitarian inertia. Even if you overeat and eat ten times more than me, you will not be able to accumulate more fat in your body than necessary, let alone have a wonderful body like mine!

As he spoke, Zheng Liming patted his fat belly very proudly, making a crisp but still greasy sound.

"Want to be my shape, go dream!"

Of course, Bai Xiao would not have such a nightmare.

He didn't have any prejudices based on his personality against Zheng Liming, on the contrary, he was full of respect for this unusually tall demon master from the first time they met, after all, the dignified demon master was willing to be a fat house, and the strength of his willpower was quite moving. But respect is respect, let him become Zheng Liming's appearance, it is better to commit suicide.

Fortunately, as Zheng Liming said, the physique of the people of the Snow Mountain tribe is quite different from that of the southerners, even if they overeat, they will not become obese, and the excess energy will only be excreted with breathing...... What's more, Bai Xiao has never let go of the tempering of his body even when he was in retreat in the library, and the daily consumption is huge, and it already needs Gao Laozhuang to set up a special kitchen team to deliver food for Bai Xiao endlessly, so Bai Xiao can't get fat at all.

Since there are no worries, Bai Xiao no longer wastes time, and nodded: "Then I'll be on it." ”

After speaking, he took a step forward, and his figure disappeared in front of Zheng Liming in an instant.

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At the same time, the easy-flowing smile on Zheng Liming's face disappeared in an instant, and a trace of melancholy appeared on his fat cheeks.

At the same time, the hands spread out at the side waist couldn't help but clench their fists.

He was worried about Bai Xiao.

After all, the second Demon Seed Transplant is a difficult point that countless Demon Dao masters need to highlight in their autobiographies, there are successes and failures.

Even Zheng Liming's own second magic weapon was a complete failure, although it was later a blessing in disguise, but it was also because of this that he missed the apocalypse...... Throughout his life, whether the second demon seed transplant was a blessing or a curse, Zheng Liming himself could not assert.

So he really doesn't want to see the same failure in the younger generation of students again.

No matter how much prejudice others have against him, at least when it comes to students, Zheng Liming is impeccable, and once he confirms that the other party is a manufacturable material, he will spare no effort to cultivate them.

This is true for Lu Xun and Bai Xiao, even if Bai Xiao did not choose him as his mentor after the tutor interview, Zheng Liming has long regarded Bai Xiao as his student in his heart.

Except for him Zheng Liming, in the entire Hongshan Academy, and even in the entire Great Qin Empire, there will be no one who can help Bai Xiao deal with the problem of disjointed cultivation.

As for the original poem......

Although Zheng Liming has a grudge against her, he has to admit that Bai Xiao's choice of the original poem is indeed a wiser choice.

First, even if Bai Xiao chooses the original poem, when he is in trouble, Zheng Liming will still help. In turn, it depends on the mood of the original poem, she will help her when she is in a good mood, and she may stand by if she is in a bad mood.

Second, although Zheng Liming is probably the most clever tinker in the Great Qin Empire today, anyone who encounters bottlenecks and difficulties, he can think of an emergency plan as soon as possible...... But on the other hand, he really didn't fully unleash his genius. At least ask yourself, the original poem's gameplay of directly letting go of the dark forest and letting Bai Xiao lead the team to brush the level of magic knowledge, he can neither think of nor play...... During the mid-year test, Lu Xun made reborn progress under him, and he broke his wrist with Bai Xiao for a few rounds, which can be regarded as Zheng Liming's bottom strength. He really wasn't good at training the kind of genius with the talent of the ages.

"So, Snow Mountain Boy, don't waste your chance, not everyone has your good luck. ”

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In the brood, Bai Xiao could no longer hear Zheng Liming's murmuring, but of course he would not waste this opportunity.

He couldn't be clearer about how important Zheng Liming's guidance was.

can let the original poem let go of his prejudice against the fat house and hand over the precious student who is regarded as a forbidden child to Zheng Liming to be trained, it must be that the latter has a high enough value, so high that the original poem can even compromise and sacrifice his aesthetic character.

The so-called priceless is nothing more than that.

Bai Xiao would not waste the kindness of others, so after entering the brood, he used his magic sense with all his strength and opened the eyes of another dimension.

In an instant, he left the underground temple of the Red Mountain Academy and came to a scarlet and hideous flesh cave.

Bitter wails, creeping of flesh, and a rush of viscous plasma...... Suddenly, countless creepy voices poured into his ears, and the entire field of vision was covered with blood and flesh, and the vision suddenly appeared in a distorted vortex......

At this moment, Bai Xiao couldn't help but recall the record in the master's autobiography.

One of the main reasons for the high failure rate of the second transplant ritual is that this time the demon priest has gained the power to open his eyes compared to the first transplant. By observing the brood with a magical sense, you can see the true appearance of the brood, and you can also communicate with the brood more smoothly to get the demon seed you really want. However, after opening the Demon Sense, what you see and hear will far exceed the limits of common sense, and also beyond the limits of the Demon Daoist's endurance. Many people are missing out on the opportunity to pick good seeds under the great shock of the senses.

Bai Xiao's mind was honed in the hunting ground, and the flesh mill-like scene in front of him was just a commonplace on the snowy mountain, so he only sighed in his heart and walked forward.

According to the book, the communication with the brood officially began from this moment, and compared with the previous time, it was possible to express its demands more clearly and discern the feedback given by the brood.

In a bloody and blurred picture, Bai Xiao quickly found a way forward.

It was an area where the flesh was churning extraordinarily, with thick bundles of muscles entangled with each other, and countless thick blood vessels were entangled in the gaps between the muscles, sometimes being crushed by the muscles, spurting out a waterfall of blood...... This hideous scene, however, also fully reflects the vastness and vigor of vitality, which echoes the characteristics of the biochemical domain.

Bai Xiao walked forward quickly, and the ground under his feet gradually changed. Originally, it was flesh covered with a thin layer of flesh, but it was slightly elastic and creamy when stepped on. But as he marched forward, Bai Xiao could clearly feel the ground under his feet swell and tremble like a pulse, and the terrain became rugged.

The originally empty ground began to rapidly form flesh-and-blood mountains and rivers, and after going deeper, you could even see some independent flesh-and-blood lifeforms.

A huge eyeball suddenly appeared in mid-air, its pitch-black pupils firmly locked on Bai Xiao's body, and scarlet bloodshot bloomed on the whites of the eyes around him.

Bai Xiao stopped here.

The book records that for the second transplant, the magician can go deep into the brood and take what he needs more precisely, but he must remember where the boundaries are.

As soon as you see an independent living being, stop immediately.

Further on, there is an area where the risks are uncontrollable, and continuing to move forward means that the connection between the Demon Daoist and the brood is too deep, beyond the limits of the current stage. While it is possible to obtain unexpected benefits, it is more likely to be directly oppressed by the presence of the brood.

Bai Xiao didn't plan to take unnecessary risks, the transplantation of the second demon seed already had a relatively mature plan, and then as long as he followed the plan, he could find a "point" with strong resilience and high energy conversion rate in this area where the biochemical domain was extremely active.

However, just as Bai Xiao made a decision, the eyeball in mid-air suddenly let out a buzz, and the invisible sound spread in an instant, making Bai Xiao's hairs stand on end.

The next moment, Bai Xiao couldn't help but raise his head, but saw that the eyeball suddenly jumped in height, firmly pulling Bai Xiao's gaze all the way up.

And at this moment, Bai Xiao suddenly realized that the flesh and blood dome above his head had disappeared at some point, and what appeared in his sight was a deep starry sky.

Starry sky!?