Ultrabasic evolution

Tianxun's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "I knew that men are unreliable, whether they are celestial beings or humans."

The reason why Lin Shen came back was not because of the egg of the God-Eating Beast, but because he thought of something else.

His eyes were not on the Nirvana egg, but on the lines below.

"My friend, the King of Butchers, sat and died here... What does this sentence mean? Is it that he has a friend who slaughtered a human king and finally sat and died here; or is it that his friend is called the King of Butchers? According to normal thinking, it should be the latter. There are not many humans with the surname Tu. I seem to have heard of only one family that can break out of the universe and have some achievements." The family that Lin Shen was thinking of was naturally Tu Xiaodao's Tu family.

If this King of Butchers is really a human, then the possibility that he was born in the Tu family is extremely high.

Lin Shen took out the small notebook and pen he carried with him, intending to draw this King of Butchers and give it to Tu Xiaodao later to see if he is from their family.

If he is really from the Tu family, maybe the Tu family will have a chance to take away the egg of the God Devouring Beast.

Lin Shen's memory is average. If it is not too important, he will not remember it after a long time, so it is more reliable to draw the details.

Unfortunately, he did not learn to draw well when he was a child, and his painting skills are not even at the entry level, that is, the level of a stick figure.

Fortunately, it is just a comparison to draw some details, so it does not require a very high level of painting.

Tianxun, who was watching remotely, was a little confused by Lin Shen. He didn't know what Lin Shen was doing and why he wanted to draw a dead person.

While drawing, Lin Shen suddenly found a problem. There were some strange patterns on the carapace of the Turen King.

It is normal to have patterns on the carapace. After practicing many advanced evolutionary techniques, there will be various shapes and patterns.

The problem is that this pattern does not seem to be naturally present on the carapace, but was carved later.

Because the carapace itself has patterns, these patterns carved later are mixed with those natural patterns, and the techniques used are very similar to the natural patterns, so it is generally difficult to find that some of the patterns were carved later.

Lin Shen wanted to draw the patterns to make it easier for the Tu family to identify them. When copying, he found that some patterns were carved later.

He didn't see it from the carving marks, but the edges and corners where the patterns were located made him feel uncomfortable when he was drawing, and felt a little bit out of place.

"How could someone carve patterns on the carapace? Was this pattern carved when he was alive, or after his death?" Lin Shen was very curious. He turned a page in the book and drew the carved patterns separately on the new page.

As he was drawing, Lin Shen felt that these patterns were actually a bit like human body movements, but the paintings were more abstract, even simpler and more abstract than the style of stick figures.

At first, Lin Shen was a little unconfident. He tried to imitate the movements of these patterns, and they were really continuous movements.

"What are these movements used for? How can they be engraved on a person's shell?" Lin Shen tried to do it, and suddenly felt that the power of mutation in his body actually flowed with this movement.

"This thing can also mobilize the power of mutation!" Lin Shen was even more surprised.

Lin Shen was surprised here, but he didn't know that Tianxun was even more surprised on the other side.

"My friend's 28 punch... How could it be..." Tianxun looked at Lin Shen in disbelief. The postures that Lin Shen made made her feel incredible.

Lin Shen's understanding of that sentence was a little biased. That sentence meant that it was not a human named the butcher king who sat here, nor was it that his friend slaughtered a human king and sat here.

This person's name is Wuyou, and the human king he slaughtered is not a human, but a Nirvana creature.

Lin Shen could never have imagined that there would be someone named Wuyou. Of course, Wuyou is not a human, but an alien race.

If Lin Shen could see his face, he would not think he was a human, but unfortunately it was blocked by the shell, and Lin Shen could not see it.

"What's wrong with this guy? Where did he learn the Er Ba punch? Is he related to my friend? Is he here for this?"

"No, no, he is a human. How could my friend teach his Er Ba punch to a human? Not to mention humans, even if it is a big family like my Tianren, he has always disdained it..." Tianxun knew very well what the phrase "non-human races should not be taken" meant. The human race in it did not refer to humans, but all humanoid races.

"But if he had no relationship with my friend, how could he know Er Ba punch? Did he learn it now?" Tianxun felt a little incredible. How could someone learn Er Ba punch from a dead person?

My friend's body has been seen by countless Tianren and other races. Many people even wanted to try to take away the God-Eating Egg, but their end was very miserable, and they didn't even leave ashes.

No one noticed that my friend left Er Ba punch when he died. If he did, it should have been discovered long ago.

"What did that guy... do..." Tianxun looked at Lin Shen in surprise.

She could see that Lin Shen's initial movements were indeed unfamiliar, and he must have just learned them.

But how did he learn the Er Ba Quan from a dead person? Tian Xun couldn't see what Lin Shen drew in his notebook, so she couldn't guess.

"Can humans practice 28 punches? If humans can practice 28 punches, can I also practice it?

What about Cheng Erba Quan? "Tian Xun couldn't help but think about it.

Although the name of the Erbaquan Fist sounds like something from the bad streets, Tian Xun knows how terrifying the Erbaquan Fist is.

Back then, my friend relied on his twenty-eight punches to dominate the universe and suppressed almost all Nirvana masters of his generation.

Erbaquan cannot be regarded as an evolutionary technique. To be precise, it is more like a method of using power.

It can play a magical role like an innate skill, but it is not an innate skill. It can be regarded as an acquired skill.

Being able to practice twenty-eight punches is theoretically equivalent to having one more skill than others, and it is also a very terrifying skill.

Compared with the Archangel's Sword, the Twenty-Eight Fist is tens of millions of times more precious. With this discovery, Tian Xun no longer cares about the Archangel's Sword.

It is not difficult for her to find a ten-turn spirit base, and she can also give it to her little nephew as other gifts, but the Twenty-Eight Fist is a unique cosmic treasure.

Since my friend passed away, the Erbaquan Fist has disappeared from the universe. I didn't expect to see the Erbaquan Fist on Lin Shen again today.

However, Tian Xun is still not sure whether Lin Shen is imitating the look or whether he has really learned the 28 punch.

If it's just a gesture, it's of no use.

Tian Xun now wishes he could bring Lin Shen back to ask him clearly and stop getting the Archangel Sword. Unfortunately, she can't go to the island and can only wait for Lin Shen to come back.