Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"What's the use of optimizing the meridian lines?"

Although Ye Lingling has tried to keep it simple, many professional terms involving the human body of soul masters make the Sea God Island Saint Pillar particularly troubled.

Due to the differences in customs and culture, the terms of Douluo Continent and Sea God Island are not universal. If you want to truly understand what Ye Lingling is saying, you must understand the text and language on Douluo Continent and have a certain level of attainment in the field of physical transformation.

"In short, the increase in the flow rate of soul power means that the soul master's cultivation speed increases."

"At the same time, the efficiency of attracting soul power is higher, and the combat effectiveness is improved."

Ye Lingling squinted his eyes: "The cultivation speed and combat effectiveness are not very meaningful to me, but the macroscopic transformation of meridians is just a leisure time effort, and it doesn't take up too much of my mind."

Hippocampus Douluo remained silent.

"Then"

"This"

"Can you help me transform it too?"

He hesitated and seemed embarrassed. After all, asking others for help requires compensation.

Ning Rongrong had a gentle smile on her lips, the wine glass in her hand swayed slightly, and the purple grape juice exuded a unique fragrance.

Han Tao blocked it with his hand: "Ye Lingling's time is very precious."

"Helping you transform will waste her time, and after helping you transform, will other holy pillars also ask her for help, which will affect the progress of the body transformation research."

Hai Ma Douluo paused after hearing this.

His expression flickered for a few minutes, and then he spoke uncertainly.

"I have collected a 6000-year-old crayfish, which tastes delicious. I wonder if it can be used as a reward for the transformation?"

"Of course!"

Without waiting for Ye Lingling to answer, Ning Rongrong agreed decisively.

Looking at the greed in Han Tao and Ye Lingling's eyes, she knew that her decision was right.

"Although crayfish is not a natural treasure, eating it will not improve the body and soul power, but it tastes good, right?"

"6000-year-old crayfish, you have to taste it to see if it is salty or not?"

Ye Lingling did not refuse.

She actually wanted to try it, so she kept the unique elegance of the Tiandou nobles and let the alternating blue and pink soul power accompany her body.

Dialysis, passing through the Seahorse Douluo, in just half an hour, the body transformation was completed.

"Alright!"

Hearing Ye Lingling's response, the Seahorse Douluo jumped up suddenly.

Waving his fists, the soul power in his body was enthusiastic, and he felt arrogant. Suddenly, he felt that Bo Saixi was not his opponent, and could even compete with the Sea God.

"This is an illusion."

Soon, he put away his emotions.

Pretending that nothing had happened, he excitedly took Han Tao and others to the crayfish farm he built.

"That's it!"

It was several meters high, about the size of an excavator in the previous life, waving heavy claws, majestic black armor, including the layers of scales embedded at the shrimp tail.

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but say: "This looks delicious!"

Han Tao smiled lightly, and then with the macroscopic soul power, he constructed a gravity field and completely pressed it to the ground.

Take out the sharp blade and prepare to cut across its neck.

"Wait!"

Ye Lingling suddenly interrupted: "It is not easy for a low-level soul beast like lobster to grow to this age. Isn't it a waste for us to eat it like this?"

Han Tao and Ning Rongrong looked at her strangely.

"What else?"

"Crayfish seems to have the characteristics of immortality. I mean, can this characteristic be used as a reference for the Nine-Hearted Begonia? Or as a step forward for my treatment?"

"Since it appears here at the right time"

Han Tao shook his head.

Ye Lingling is actually the same as himself. He is not favored by luck, and does not have the spirituality of Ning Rongrong. It is impossible to get the gift at the right time.

Every bit of power needs to be studied, practiced, and obtained by oneself.

"Han Tao, I kind of understand what she means."

Ning Rongrong's eyes turned spiritually, with a bewitching and weird look, and even added fuel to the fire.

"She doesn't want to share it with us, she wants to eat the whole crayfish alone."

Han Tao rubbed Rongrong's hair and smiled helplessly.

"In fact, our research on body transformation has not yet penetrated into the dimension of genes."

"Meridian is already microscopic, and capillary meridians are microscopic under microscopic, and the genetic depth with inheritance power is further advanced. They are still far away from us."

Ye Lingling was silent and said nothing.

"Han Tao once mentioned that there is a kind of power in the authority of sacrifice that belongs to transformation?"

"Really?" Ning Rongrong looked away proudly.

"Of course!"

"And this kind of transformation is similar to the method of resurrection. Can its power help us reshape the distribution and elasticity of capillary meridians?"

Ye Lingling paused: "Maybe!"

Inspiration is always the most important, and the part proposed by Ning Rongrong is of extraordinary value.

Han Tao raised his eyebrows: "According to fractal geometry, above the microscopic nine leaves are the macroscopic nine leaves, and if we reversely shape the meridians."

"Mastering the macroscopic 'rivers converge into the sea', and then using the power of transformation in the sacrificial authority, can we reshape the soul master's capillary meridians and complete the talent transition in the meridian field?"

On the fingers, the sacrificial staff is an extension of the arm span, like a beautiful bamboo knot.

"Very likely!" Ye Lingling nodded gently.

Han Tao smiled slightly: "It seems that this part of the transformation needs to be handled by me!"

Wandering around Poseidon Island, Han Tao found many pirates as experimental subjects for meridian remodeling.

"Poseidon Island is a place with relatively good public security."

"In other seas outside Poseidon Island, pirates are the most abundant. They abuse women, are bloodthirsty, and do whatever they want. They are no less than the soul masters in the City of Slaughter."

Han Tao's tone was indifferent.

Cut off the meridians on the pirate's arm, and activate the power of faith of the sacrificial scepter as the authority and understanding of "transfiguration".

"The transformation ritual is a remodeling and a resurrection!"

"Ye Lingling?"

The process of remodeling the meridians also requires her help.

Pink, purple, and blue lights fell alternately, extending to the fractal of the macro meridians, constantly giving birth to micro meridians. This change is very, very small.

"Difficult to observe, difficult to control"

The eye of the master of the divine product, the petals are touched by the spiritual power, and the two-way perception of the spiritual power and the sight can sense the capillaries that are constantly "resurrecting".

"Let me go!"

The pirate gnashed his teeth and roared: "I am a crew member of the Sea King. If you treat me like this, he will never let you go."

"Sea King?"

"You are just a Soul Douluo. Although the Sea King is only a Soul Saint, even the Titled Douluo is not his opponent."

Han Tao thought: "Really? How can a Soul Saint defeat a Titled Douluo? I don't believe it!"

"Humph!"

The pirate endured the severe pain and looked proud: "I saw it with my own eyes, I saw it with my own eyes, a strong man like a Titled Douluo died under the hidden weapon of the Sea King."

"Let me go, otherwise you will die!"

Han Tao's expression became more serious.

When he heard the term "hidden weapon", he already knew who this so-called "Sea King" was, and he no longer cared and continued the experiment.

"Nine-heart Begonia!"

Itchy.

The pirate felt an unbearable itch.

"No!"

"No, don't, kill me, kill me!"

As the meridians were formed, he no longer longed for Han Tao to let him go, but instead had a desire to die.

"Failed?" Ye Lingling asked curiously.

"It's okay, it's just that the meridian transformation on his arm failed, and he won't die because of it."

In short, this pirate is still useful.

With a knife in his hand, he cut off his arm and took out a pen and paper to summarize.

"Why did it fail?"

"What went wrong?"