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

"The herbivores have taken a detour now. You only need to tell Qingyuan and others that the most urgent task is not to improve hundreds of thousands of defects, but to find a new path."

"Their future does not lie in perfecting their flaws, but in a practice technique that can give them enough time to perfect their flaws. As long as you point this out, I believe this race will explode with potential that you can't imagine."

Yang Shou spoke lightly, and Fu Nao nodded lightly, as if he had understood something.

For the evolving creatures in the world, it... can only do guidance, this is the best choice!

The more the world evolves, Yang Shou will one day be unable to manage it. He can only guide him properly and let it be natural.

After receiving instructions from Yang Shou, Fu Nao clone called Qingyuan over alone and 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 the defects with a three-hundred-year lifespan, Qingyuan was initially confused.

"The direction of your race is wrong. It's good to use collective wisdom to solve problems, but the first thing for you is to perfect a cultivation path that belongs to your herbivorous people!"

After receiving the advice of the master, he was no longer obsessed with cultivating and perfecting his flaws, but started to study how to develop a new cultivation method by himself.

He didn't tell the clansmen 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's research.

When all the other clansmen, including the nine brothers and sisters, were frantically improving themselves and perfecting their flaws, he gave up his practice, no longer made breakthroughs, and was engrossed in the research and summary of his experience.

As more and more clansmen made breakthroughs, more and more failed experiences, and more and more books, the herbivorous clan, under the leadership of the patriarch Shengu, began to build a loft to store these precious failure experiences. .

The attic was left unattended, with only Qingyuan guarding it.

It is because although these materials are precious, they are useless to other races, and they are of no help at all.

In addition to listening to lectures every day, Qingyuan stayed in the attic, studied every day, and even assigned the work of registering the failures of the tribe to the other nine people.

The flaws of the other nine people are being quickly made up for. The clansmen are making progress every moment. Only Qingyuan has been standing still, not moving an inch.

Another ten years later.

The master summoned all the disciples of the herbivorous tribe and began to count 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 go-ahead.

The master nodded lightly. Regarding this achievement, he did not show any emotion, and in fact it did not have any emotion.

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

Wang Qianyi, who has the highest potential value of the Blue Bird Clan, is a half-step deity. Now his potential value has reached 7,500, but... going forward, he can no longer rise.

No matter how the spiritual master poured chicken soup and stimulated the power of his mind, no matter how hard Wang Qianyi worked, his potential would no longer rise.

The master understands that this means that the upper limit of the Blue Bird Clan has reached!

Every race has its upper limit since the evolution of heaven and earth, which can be approached infinitely, but breaking through it is as difficult as reaching the sky!

This upper limit represents how high this race can finally reach. The most direct one is the potential index. The upper limit of the potential index of the Blue Birds is 7,500!

And the herbivore is even simpler, the upper limit of the potential index is one.

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

Herbivores are different. Because the upper limit is too small, they can break through, but the process of breaking through is still very difficult. It can even be said that without the guidance of the master, they will not be able to break through the upper limit of one in this life!

"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 found that Fu Nao liked to ask him questions more and more.

"You are already a mature product of civilization, don't ask the God of Creation about everything, think for yourself."

Yang Shou responded, and then continued to focus on Qingyuan.

He was more optimistic about the herbivorous clan, but Fu Nao initially chose the blue bird clan. In fact, he had expected this bottleneck.

Relying on the mere chicken soup, it can stimulate the power of the mind to forge ahead, but it is limited after all. The power of the mind is mysterious, but it cannot be infinitely increased.

The current Wang Qianyi... has been poured into a chicken soup expert. When getting along with people, he tells chicken soup stories all the time and affects the people around him.

Fu Nao also asked him to help, jokingly, if he can really solve it, he doesn't have to bother to let Fu Nao enlighten 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 delineate the 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 the gods of the heavens and the worlds!

In fact, the achievement of creatures does not depend on the potential index, but the potential index can represent the achievements of the race!

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

Yang Shou looked at the herbivores who were working hard below, full of expectations.

Without the guidance of the God of Creation, Fu Nao could only study by himself, but after trying many methods, he could not raise the upper limit of the Blue Bird Clan.

Unless it is recast, or like the herbivore, it looks for its own defects and continues to improve.

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.

In the blink of an eye for a hundred years, the Master Fu Nao avatar ran on both sides of the Hongmeng space and taught for a hundred years.

The second patriarch of the Herbivore Clan had already died of old age, and the new patriarch was replaced by Qingyuan.

Today's Qingyuan, because of the reason that he gave up his practice, has a ricket body and gray hair. He is almost two hundred years old. In the age of human beings on earth, it is equivalent to an old man of fifty or sixty years old.

After the last Shengu passed away, he inherited the position of the patriarch and led the old people to hunt meat and find food for the young.

In addition, he no longer listens to the teacher's lectures, because of the complicated affairs in the tribe, he not only researches exercises for the race, but also helps the race find food.

The summary of breakthrough experience requires a steady stream of supplements from young people, and young people need meat.

The other nine people who worshipped under the divine master with him are still teenagers. Because of their cultivation, their flaws are constantly improving, and now the highest potential index has reached 400.

It's just that Qingyuan, that is, Shengu, has never dared to tell them.

The road ahead has been cut off, and if there is no cultivation technique, the entire race is still waiting for despair.

He concealed this news for a hundred years and studied silently in the attic alone, just because he was afraid that once the news came out, the entire race would begin to despair. In this case...

No one continues to break through, and there is not enough failure experience. Waiting for the entire race is still hopeless.

He didn't go to listen to the teacher's lecture anymore, but he recommended a place. It was the young child who was often brought by the previous patriarch Shen Gu. Now that he has grown into a mature age, he took his place and came to listen to the lecture.

in the attic.

An old man turned on the lamp to watch at night, and beside him, there were books piled up one after another. He couldn't count how many books there were. He was surrounded by water, and he couldn't even move his body.

"One hundred years, I only have one hundred years left."

Shen Gu let out a sigh, this road is really too difficult.

Everyone in the entire clan does not know how many flaws their clan has. They just think that if they keep moving forward, one day they will improve themselves and completely break through the second level.

But hundreds of thousands of defects are too terrifying to complete at all!

And on this day ~lightnovelpub.net~ nine young people walked into the attic.

"Divine Master disciple, ask to see the patriarch."

Nine people were outside the attic, saluting respectfully.

Shengu dragged his tired body to his feet, his joints rattled, and he moved his body with difficulty, and it took him a long time to walk out of the attic.

"looking for me?"

Shen Gu frowned. It was already late at night. At this time, they should be practicing with the master. Why did they come to the attic?

"Qingyuan, are you tired?"

One of the youths looked directly at Shengu and called out his real name.

Shen Gu's body trembled, this name, since he took over as the patriarch, has been gradually forgotten by him.

The patriarchs of all dynasties only had the name Shengu, but when the young man called out his name, his heart still trembled.

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

With a sigh, the eldest young man among the nine took a step forward and hugged the white-haired, rickety old man tightly in front of him.

"You...you all know?"

Shen Gu was watched by nine pairs of eyes, and couldn't help lowering his head.

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

Deep Valley sighed: "The entire race is working hard to cultivate, hit the second level, accumulate experience, and improve its flaws. We can't let too many people know about it, otherwise the race's confidence will inevitably collapse."

"Then you hide in the attic alone, carry the load for us, and do your own research?"

Fukagu ​​was speechless and could only lower his head again.

"Look at what you've done to yourself. After only a hundred years, you're going to die of old age."