Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 1907

[Chapter 219]

If you want to judge whether a creature is an intelligent creature, you can actually see whether it can master some skills that obviously need to be acquired through learning, and how much it can master.

Low-level creatures can hardly acquire any skills other than talents through learning. Instinct is so powerful. Even if it is to open a spirit and turn into a demon, lower-level creatures need to pay more energy than higher-level creatures in order to learn how to suppress “instinct”.

And higher creatures, such as mammals, can learn many skills that they would not have learned through training. It’s not unreasonable that most of the most popular animals in circuses are mammals and even primates. Because only such higher-level animals can more easily learn complex tricks that “survival in the wild” does not use at all.

And extremely complex things like “spell” can only be learned by intelligent creatures.

Therefore, after confirming that those small pink meat gourds were intelligent creatures, Wang Qi was quite happy.

After all, the primary goal has been identified.

Wang Qi quickly took samples, intending to follow the standard spells of the dragon race to understand the many secrets of this race, and even try to change shape to understand the world from the perspective of the other party.

Wang Qi used a sword energy to gently cut open the skin of the small meat gourd that had just made the move, sucked the blood sample, blessed it with mana to ensure that it would not be oxidized and deteriorated, and then used a ray of flame of life to heal the opponent.

However, after completing this step, Wang Qi suddenly froze.

“It really depends on the food… No, it depends on the taste… Wait, is the woolen yarn based on ‘taste’? Use the taste buds to analyze the roots of blood vessels?”

Wang Qi looked at the sticky slurries in his hands, fell into deep thought.

Of course, the dragon family does not rely on “taste” to analyze the bloodline roots… No, it is not accurate to say that. To put it more rigorously, the dragon family does not rely on natural taste buds to analyze the bloodline roots.

Through preset metamorphosis spells, metamorphosis monks can actively synthesize a series of complex enzymes on the surface of the tongue, mainly including biogenic enzymes and aprotinin, and perhaps a small amount of multiple types of antibodies and secondary antibodies [the so-called “Secondary antibody”, which is different from ordinary “primary antibody”, is an antibody that can bind to antibodies, that is, “antibody antibody”, its main function is to detect the presence of the primary antibody, amplify the signal of the primary antibody], to test in a composite manner. The spiritual sense and alienated taste bud nerve signals can be output as a result after being analyzed by a special algorithm.

Ah, by the way, the so-called “you can learn how to change shape by tasting a little blood” and “finishing the analysis after a little blood” are actually not the same technology. It should be said that the former is like the ultimate version of the polymerase cyclic amplification technology. Without deciphering the bloodline, it manipulates the bloodline carrier in the body to imitate the “black box”.

Either way, it is a very high-end skill.

Mei Gemu originally didn’t know this. This part is not included in the transformation method that the dragon clan has been spreading to the demon clan, and Mei Gemu has no way to obtain it. However, as a member of the Dragon Clan’s sheltered race, Wang Qi, who is a legend who was amazed by the Dragon Emperor, is not difficult to obtain this kind of inheritance.

However, Wang Qi only stayed at the stage of “meeting”. He really never used this kind of spell once.

Because…

you have to use “eat” for wool?

“Dragon clan black magic is this virtue? Which guy designed it? If nothing else, is this thing really edible? Such a disgusting bug, I feel really slapped, it will be a lingering nightmare for the rest of my life. Ah?”

Wang Qi consciously has a high tolerance for “food”. But this group of things has obviously exceeded the scope of food.

In addition, the original owner of this “blood sample” looked so disgusting…

Suddenly, Wang Qi stopped his work, raised his head, and looked around.

A strange feeling struck.

very different.

If it is said that every space here just now was filled with some unknown disintegrating immortal power, then, at this moment, a brand new power was mixed into the background spiritual power environment.

This is a very remarkable point.

What pervades the atmosphere at this moment is the “immortal” immortal power. If there is no external interference, no matter how many years pass, the immortal power will not be corrupted, and it will hardly be exhausted.

Unless unlucky, survived the supernova explosion, but was left behind by the explosion and couldn’t get close to the planet or star to replenish spiritual power, and had to constantly fight the aftermath of the explosion.

The only ones who can contend with such power are those who are also immortals.

“Let me just say, on such a special planet, the chance of having a master is quite high. Yo, fellow Daoist, what are you doing?”

As if to respond to Wang Qi, “Puchi, chi,” a few times. , the ground cracked, and a batch of meat gourds with sapphire blue bodies and constricted tentacles appeared again.

“It’s not the same… these things…” “Pulligoo

!” (The undead!)

“Kubbugo, beep!” (It’s Mist!)

Wang Qi glanced at it. Those excited meat gourds were a little disgusted: “I’ll stop, so this is language? You have a mouthful of phlegm in your mouth or what?”

“Puff puff! Guda! Guda!

” The ferocious demon looked over, and the meat gourds twisted even more, looking like a lump of fat maggots.

Wang Qi sighed and wanted to say a few more words.

This wasn’t the problem of his gossip. In fact, it’s about language because of a need.

Wang Qi felt that if he said a few more words to the other side, he might be able to understand a little bit of the language.

Of course, he didn’t understand it himself.

The one who really contributed in this regard was the “proficiency in language” given to him by the god of beauty and immortality.

God of beauty is indeed a person who has mastered the core language. They are the civilizations that have the deepest research on the “unified language” formulated by the Great Sage of Heaven and Man, and have conducted in-depth research on almost all the universal languages of the universe, and even participated in the formulation of several of them. After trying to unite again, at least make a small circle or something. And it seems that almost all the bereaved family members feel that if there is no Meishen to participate in the formulation of the new “unified language”, it seems that something is missing], and they are familiar with the language of all the bereaved family members and some of the bereaved family members, and even specially designed for The study of indigenous languages opens up a discipline.

Just as if you draw enough eggs, you will be able to understand the Mona Lisa’s brushstrokes to some extent; just as you have done enough elementary math problems, you will always be qualified to learn advanced mathematics. After studying so many languages, Meishen also had unexpected results.

They feel that they may have been exposed to layers above “natural language”.

Since Meishen does not advocate using precise language to define and state a concept like the human race, Wang Qi has little understanding of this realm. According to his own understanding, he can only formulate names such as “super language” and “aesthetic language” for this level. ;

Just like machine language, assembly language, high-level language to natural language, Meishen found something higher.

Wang Qi once thought this setting was very nonsense. From mechanical language, to assembly language, high-level language, and then to natural language, the accuracy of language is declining, uncertainty is increasing, the variety is also increasing, and differences are increasing. It is difficult for Wang Qi to imagine what else can exist on top of natural language, and how uncertain and how many kinds of “things” can exist.

But the magic of the God of Beauty seems to indicate that this “realm” is definitely not a fraud.

The beauty of God is to know how to quickly understand its deep state through the surface of the language.

Of course, with the exception of luteolin languages. The God of Beauty hates this kind of unbeautiful language.

“Oh, yes, I almost forgot. I’ll test the pheromones later to rule out the use of lutein… Gan! This step actually requires licking! Why do you have to get along with your tongue because of the wool…” Wang Qi With such a sigh, he decided to postpone this weird idea for the time being and face the “master” who suddenly appeared.

Judging from the responses of these worms, it is very likely that this longevity lived among these worms, and reached some kind of reciprocal relationship with these worms, at least on the surface.

Therefore, Wang Qi’s first reaction was not to start a fight.

He shouted in several common languages and several languages of the celestial family: “This fellow Taoist, please don’t be nervous, obviously, I don’t mean to look at it!” He pointed to the meat gourds under his control: ” They took the initiative to attack me, but I didn’t plan to kill them.”

Wang Qi was confident that he seemed to have shown enough sincerity. At least in the eyes of most races, he logically showed the idea of “not fighting”.

But in the next second, his conjecture was broken.

Some kind of weird “roar” that sounded out of nowhere.

An indescribable feeling. That is something that transcends human language. It was as if murmurs and noises suddenly appeared in Wang Qi’s head and even his thoughts. And the source is unknown.

For a moment, Wang Qi’s eyes went black, and his thoughts were directly disconnected.

The beast organ cluster was launched in response to the opportunity. The bodyguard will pop up automatically.

A few minutes later, Wang Qi’s other body abruptly stood up, “was attacked? Why?”

Wang Qi felt that he seemed to have shown enough sincerity, and it stands to reason that he should not have been attacked. The reason is right.

Is the opponent’s aggression more than expected?

No, no…

Before that, Wang Qi noticed another sense of incongruity.

“Why… I actually have this… inexplicable sense of familiarity?”

Unreasonable, another feeling hit Wang Qi’s heart.

In the depths of Wang Qi’s consciousness, a complex consonance began to be analyzed.

Because his thinking was disconnected in an instant, Wang Qi’s brain in that body regarded it as noise. However, it does make sense.

Moreover, it is not the “language proficiency” of the god of beauty that analyzes it, but the knowledge and instinct that Wang Qi has already possessed in the depths of his soul.

“This feeling…this is…Senior Sister Mi is jealous???”

[End of this Chapter]