"All women?"

Shi Bufan was dumbfounded.

No matter how naïve he is, he knows that human reproduction requires both men and women, both of which are indispensable.

How can a tribe have women and no men!

Could it be that they are all immortal and do not need to reproduce?

No, the Shenmu Clan and the Bloody Clothes City have been fighting for a hundred years, and there have been countless injuries, and if they don't reproduce, they will be wiped out early.

"It is true that there are no men in the Shenmu Clan. The land owner spread his hands and said in a firm tone.

Shi Bufan believed it, and he remembered one thing.

At the beginning, he asked Yue Lao, but Yue Lao didn't calculate the location of Shenmu City.

Because there is no man at all in Shenmu City, there is no marriage, and it is not under the supervision of Yue Lao.

"The book says that only men and women can have children when they are together," Shi Bufan scratched his head, his eyes full of curiosity, "How did the Shenmu Clan give birth?"

Anyone who encounters this is curious.

"I don't know," the land lord shook his head, "outsiders can't enter Shenmu City, so no one knows how they reproduce, and they will probably be able to give birth to babies themselves when they reach a certain age." ”

Kind of makes sense.

Like flowers and trees, don't they blossom and bear fruit on their own?

"You just said that outsiders can't enter Shenmu City?" Shi Bufan was more concerned about this issue.

Because he was going to Shenmu City to check the traces of that big liar.

"Yes, unless someone from the Shenmu Clan leads the way, outsiders don't want to go in," the land lord said firmly, "If Shenmu City was easy to enter, it would have been leveled a hundred years ago." ”

Now it's in trouble.

Shi Bufan thought it was a bright flower, but it was a twist and turn.

If he can't enter Shenmu City, how can he find out the whereabouts of Xiangxin, and how can he recapture the thousand-year-old immortal grass?

"Land, where can I find the people of the Shenmu Clan, I must go to Shenmu City!" Shi Bufan said urgently.

Seeing that Shi Bufan was anxious, the land lord knew that it was not a trivial matter, grabbed his beard and thought about it, and said, "There is a way, you can try it." ”

"Say!"

The land said: "Don't worry, envoy, when this battle is over, the Bloody Cloth Family will definitely capture some captives from Shenmu City and bring them back to Bloody City." ”

Shi Bufan's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood what the land lord meant.

As long as you get a captive of the Shenmu Clan, let the captive take him to Shenmu City.

As for how to convince the captives, that's another story.

"How long?" Shi Bufan asked.

The land lord paused, "It may be three or five days, it may be ten days and a half months, the war is uncertain, the envoy should wait patiently!"

Shi Bufan thought about it, so he had to do so.

It's useless to be anxious now.

The more anxious you are, the more messy it is.

Fortunately, Shi Bufan has always been patient, and it is not a problem to wait for ten days and a half months.

While waiting, Shi Bufan had nowhere to go, so he lived in the Land Temple.

At night, he sat cross-legged on a futon to meditate and absorb spiritual energy, and during the day, he practiced spells in a deserted courtyard behind the temple, and ate the temple offerings when he was hungry.

The land temple is full of incense, rich offerings, there are creamy and tender meat, there are refreshing and crispy fruits, and there are simple but hungry steamed buns, which are all delicacies for Shi Bufan, enough for three meals a day.

Bang!

After eating and drinking, Shi Bufan picked up a fist and smashed it on the ground, the force poured, and the ground around him cracked like a net, forming a depression.

One more punch!

The depression is a foot deeper, like a giant beast stepping on it, and no matter how hard the stone slab is, it can't bear it.

Shi Bufan's usual strength is not so great, just now he used the Giant Transformation Technique, and his fists are like hammers.

In the past few days, he has been concentrating on cultivating the Giant Transformation Technique, and at the same time, he has read the wordless book several times, and he has a better understanding.

Now after the giantization, Shi Bufan's right fist can reach the size of a small round table, which is very terrifying.

With the addition of arms, it is completely a huge and heavy weapon.

Put it on the battlefield, a circle can kill a piece of people.

There was an old locust tree with a thickness of two waists in this courtyard, and when Shi Bufan was practicing boxing, he accidentally rubbed it, and most of the trunk cracked open, and last night the wind blew and completely collapsed.

Shi Bufan was confident that even if a strong bull stood in front of him, he could easily kill him with one punch.

The progress of spells is closely followed by the improvement of cultivation.

The two are inextricably linked.

Since coming down the mountain, Shi Bufan has had significantly less time to meditate and cultivate.

If you meditate less, your cultivation will be slower to improve, and this is an unbreakable truth.

However, because the mortals in the world set up statues of gods for him, worshiped and worshipped, and accumulated over time, he actually added some additional cultivation, and his cultivation still made rapid progress as soon as he retreated and made up for it.

This is something that Shi Bufan didn't expect, and it is an unexpected joy.

"By the way, let's see if I can giant my left arm!"

Shi Bufan's confidence increased greatly, and he decided to raise the Giant Transformation Technique to another level, if all his arms were Giant Transformation, his actual combat power would be even more terrifying.

Just do it, Shi Bufan opened his eyes and first changed the yin and yang qi of his right arm, causing his flesh and bones to skyrocket and more than double his giantization.

After stabilizing, Shi Bufan continued to cast, trying to transform the yin and yang qi of his left arm.

Just now, it was like a fish in water, and it will be more and more difficult.

Because when you reach the limit, every step is as difficult as the sky.

Shi Bufan forced himself to cast a spell, causing his left arm to change slowly, his flesh and bones swelling, and making a rattling sound, as if something was drilling around in his arm.

The mana is depleted sharply, like the water that bursts the embankment and surges outward.

The river is small, and the water in the river is limited.

Soon, Shi Bufan couldn't support it, exhausted his mana, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

At this time, the transformation of the left arm has just begun, and the skin and flesh are fluffy like a fried cat.

Helplessly, the cultivation was insufficient, and it was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, so Shi Bufan had to give up.

"It's really hard!"

He knew that practicing spells was not an easy task, and that the Giant Spell was more laborious than ordinary spells.

Shi Bufan has practiced for more than a year, and he can make his right arm giant, which is still far from the giant of his whole body.

You can't become a fat man by eating in one bite, Ruth has to walk step by step.

Rumble!

Shi Bufan smashed his right fist out, slammed it to the ground, and smashed out a big pit.

The ground trembled all around at the same time!

Taking advantage of this free time, Shi Bufan worked hard to practice from morning to night, meditating for only three hours a day, waking up and practicing, eating hungry, and practicing again.

It's the land that suffers.

The little old man likes to sleep, often sleeps all day, since Shi Bufan came, he shook the ground with one punch, so that the land lord could not sleep.

He couldn't leave too far, lest Shi Bufan call him when he wasn't there, so he had to endure it silently, praying in his heart that this "ancestor" would leave quickly, and the faster he went, the better!