After following the conversation for so many days, Shitou seemed to have made a "little bit" of progress.
Sometimes it is very silent, especially when Lao Zhang laments about life and complains. Because he speaks too fast and is emotionally excited, he cannot keep up with the rhythm and can only remain silent.
Sometimes it would reread it crazily, especially when Lao Zhang cursed God, it would curse his mother along with him.
It has its own unique mood.
Zhang Ming also gradually got used to the nervous repetition of the stone. He closed his eyes and followed the "practice method" recorded on the stone tablet, feeling the changes in the spirit in his body.
The [Perception] and [Spirit] points of up to 200 gave him a vague "inner vision" effect. His heart was beating powerfully, his blood was flowing regularly, his alveoli were opening and shrinking, and thousands of lines in the human body were in his mind. Slowly transformed...
It happened that at the same time, there was a light rain in the sky.
The weather on a desert island changes at a moment's notice. The raindrops cause thousands of ripples and bring various sound sources, such as beaches, palm leaves, coconuts, gravels, and some insects crawling in the grass...
In the distance, there was a big fish more than four meters long. It jumped high into the air and submerged into the sea water again with a soft "crash" sound.
Zhang Ming seemed to sense the "spirit" circulating in his body and the thin "spirit" in the sky.
The essence of the practice method on the stone slab is to take in the inactive "spirit" between heaven and earth into the body through breathing to strengthen the body, which is quite reminiscent of ancient Qi practitioners.
But for some reason, Zhang Ming felt that this practice method was stiff and blocked, especially the moment it reached the top of his head, the feeling of obstruction quickly expanded.
In the end, the "spirit" absorbed was less than one in a hundred.
Zhang Ming opened his eyes again and exhaled a breath of turbid air in his chest.
He seems... to have become a little bit stronger?
And because of the bottleneck, I quickly regressed.
"The efficiency is horribly low. You can't add any attributes in a month."
"The Flaming Horn people have horns on their heads, while humans don't have horns on their heads. This difference makes the final results very different. The different races make this practice method unable to be promoted on humans."
"Can I try and improve it?" Zhang Ming frowned and used the "Xuanwu Breathing Technique" again.
The principle of "Xuanwu Breathing Technique" is similar to the breathing technique recorded on the stone tablet.
Zhang Ming seriously doubted that the practice method invented by the Yanjiao people was a simple version improved from the "Xuanwu Breathing Technique".
"Xuanwu Breathing Technique" is more complex and changeable, and also more mysterious.
In the same way, the spirit absorbed by the "Xuanwu Breathing Technique" needs to circulate through the back of a turtle.
Zhang Ming does not have a turtle back, which makes the "Xuanwu Breathing Technique" very inefficient and not worthy of the high price of 95 attribute points.
Zhang Ming opened his eyes and wrote a few words on the beach: [Take the essence and discard the dross! 】
Most of the abilities learned from animals require self-transformation, and those that suit one's own body structure are the strongest.
"If the Flame Horns can modify Xuanwu Breathing Technique, why can't I?"
He has five abilities. Although he only knows a little bit about it, he is already the human being who best understands the flow of "spirit" in the entire earth's civilization.
In addition, he has a large amount of heritage left by the Flame Horn people that can be studied.
"I need to find a way of practice suitable for humans!"
"If I don't find it, the future of mankind may be very difficult..."
Unknowingly, Zhang Ming had such an idea.
Above the clear blue sky, light-transmitting altocumulus clouds like fish scales floated lazily. Several seabirds passed by in mid-air. After seeing Zhang Ming, they called out "Wow" a few times and left in a hurry.
Archeology, advanced mathematics, playing with turtles, stones, and eating bird eggs. This kind of leisurely, lazy and comfortable island life seems to last forever.
But the civilization on earth far away is undergoing drastic changes!
The confrontation between Gaia's consciousness and the mysterious zone continues to be at a disadvantage.
The real great era has not even arrived yet, and human beings are already so miserable...
And I am a pioneer of the times, and I want to find a way out for mankind.
If I don't do it, no one can.
When this inexplicable thought occurred, Zhang Ming shook his head heavily, looked at the sky, and complained: "Is it because the hydrogen bombs are not enough, or are the aircraft and tanks unable to lift the knife? Or have I gone completely crazy?"
Shitou couldn't wait to read back: "Have you gone completely crazy?"
This thing is like a dog seeing fresh excrement, especially Zhang Ming's self-deprecating words. It has to reread it dozens of times with excitement, and its whole body is trembling happily.
But for some reason, this inexplicable "pioneer" emotion lingered in Zhang Ming's mind for a long time.
It's as if there is a mysterious presence on the beach conveying this heavy belief.
"Is the Gaia consciousness on earth causing trouble..." Zhang Ming scratched his scalp and finally sighed.
"Shitou, you have to help me. I know that you are actually wise and can understand people's words, so you have to help me."
"I want to decipher the texts of ancient civilizations and know more information."
"Please translate the content on the slate. I really can't understand the Flaming Horn people's writing."
Shitou read back: "I really can't understand the Yanjiao people's writing."
Zhang Ming said seriously: "As long as you help me, I will tell you an interesting story that happened with my first love in high school."
The stone trembled slightly, radiating heat with excitement: "An interesting story with my first love girlfriend."
The first topic that Black Stone is most interested in is the philosophy of life, that is, the shabby things about other people's families. It is particularly interesting when the family is long and the family is short.
The second is the philosophy of the universe, the destiny of civilization, and a series of grand narratives that are false and empty.
When it comes to talking about these two topics, it repeats very few times and always listens silently without saying a word.
Zhang Ming has always felt that its nature is actually lewd and gossipy, and she is a veritable... maidservant!
The repeater is just a disguise on its surface.
"Now I will give you a name, Shimama... you will be called Shimama from now on."
"Let's call her Shimama from now on." Shitou repeated.
"So, you have to tell me the words on this stone tablet, and I will tell you a story."
There was silence for a long time.
Suddenly, a series of strange tones came from the stone!
"Adorico Silila Proportions..."
This syllable seemed so weird. Just for a moment, a hazy hallucination emerged in Zhang Ming's mind. It was like a dream, an illusion appeared!
An old man with a Yanjiao civilization was teaching the students in a seductive manner about the operation of "spirit".
Zhang Ming even recalled the old man's words in his ears: "After practicing the Flaming Corner Breathing Technique to a certain extent, you will feel a sense of heat at the sharp corners, or form a sense of spirituality. This is spirituality." The expression of gathering and accumulation.”
Suddenly, Zhang Ming's pupils dilated and he was filled with surprise!
