Qingqiu Yinlan did not despise Fan Ming's "ignorance" and explained softly: "A demon cultivator who can transform into a human form can practice human skills, but the effect may be worse."

Seeing that the other party was willing to explain, Fan Ming did not miss this opportunity and decided to try to supplement his knowledge.

He scratched his head and asked sheepishly: "Sister Yinlan, can you tell me about the levels of demon cultivators and the matter of transformation."

Qingqiu Yinlan put down the book in her hand and said in an emotionless voice: "According to your human cultivators, demon cultivators can be divided into thirteen levels. Level 1 monsters correspond to the Qi refining period of your human cultivators, and level 2 monsters correspond to the Qi refining period of your human cultivators.

Level 3 monsters are in the early stage of foundation building, level 3 monsters are in the middle stage of foundation building, and so on."

"What about transformation? What level does it need to be? Or can any monster be transformed?"

Qingqiu Yinlan shook his head: "Ordinary monsters need to grow to level 8 before they can change their bodies and transform part of their body into human form. As the cultivation level deepens, the degree of transformation will also become deeper and deeper. It will almost reach level 10.

To a certain extent, talents are the same as human beings."

"Level 8?" Fan Ming said in surprise. He roughly calculated that level 8 monsters seemed to correspond to the early stage of the Nascent Soul of humans.

He remembered that Feng Ying had mentioned that the Black River Jiao had not reached level 8, so neither the little fox demon under him nor the big fox demon beside him had reached level 8, but why?

It is the state of transformation.

Qingqiu Yinlan could see Fan Ming's confusion at a glance. She explained: "What I just mentioned is an ordinary situation. In fact, there is a special situation. Two fully transformed demon cultivators or one fully transformed demon cultivator."

The children born to a demon cultivator and a human cultivator can transform at birth, and their direct descendants will most likely be able to transform at birth, but the possibility will gradually decrease as the bloodline becomes diluted."
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Fan Ming's face suddenly showed a look of astonishment, and at the same time, he felt a strong shock in his heart!

Can humans...demon...also do it?

Is there no reproductive isolation?

No! I am narrow-minded!

They’ve all become immortals! They’ve all become immortals! What is reproductive isolation?

Sweep the dregs of science into the trash heap!

Fan Ming quickly reflected on himself in his heart...

Soon after, Xi'er woke up after being full from sleep.

Sticking to Fan Ming and wanting to play games.

As expected, children are cuter when they are asleep...

Fan Ming couldn't think of what to play, so he sent a look of help to Qingqiu Yinlan who was standing aside.

But the latter silently picked up the "Golden Flame Kung" again, as if he hadn't seen anything.

The corner of Fan Ming's mouth twitched. What's so good about a basic exercise book? Women, don't think you can deceive me by pretending to be indifferent!

Just like what he told Fan Lishi yesterday, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge!

He secretly swore that if one day he could make a comeback, he would definitely give this woman some color!

Forced to do nothing, Fan Ming suddenly had an idea and remembered an outdoor game - snowball fight.

He looked out the window, and he didn't know when the snow outside had stopped.

It's a good time for a snowball fight.

Xi'er cheered as soon as this suggestion was made, even though she didn't quite understand what a snowball fight was.

Because of her race, and Qingqiu Yinlan doesn't seem to be very good at raising children, Xi'er doesn't even play with human children. She doesn't even come into contact with many people, so naturally she doesn't know about this.

A popular game among human children.

The two came outside the house. After Fan Ming briefly explained the general gameplay, they started the game.

Although Xi'er is still in the form of a cub, as a fox demon, her strength and reaction speed are not at all inferior to Fan Ming's.

Fan Ming could only rely on adults' despicable methods to gain a slight advantage.

After playing in the yard for a while, Fan Ming suddenly thought of something and showed a smirk on his face.

He quietly encouraged Xi'er and pulled out the big lazy fox demon in the room to join the game.

Hearing this, Xi'er's eyes instantly lit up and she ran back into the house.

Not long after, Qingqiu Yinlan, whose face was full of reluctance, was dragged out.

At first she was unwilling to join the game, she just wanted to stand aside and be a bystander.

It wasn't until one person and one fox each threw a snowball on her beautiful face that her expression changed slightly.

The subsequent laughter of Fan Ming and Xi'er was more like adding a handful of dry wood to the fire.

The next second, a magical scene happened!

I saw the snow under Qingqiu Yinlan's feet suddenly trembled, and then dozens of fist-sized snowballs floated out of thin air.

Seeing this situation, Fan Mington felt bad and shouted: "Hey! Stop it! You are committing a foul!"

It's a pity that a certain big fox demon didn't care at all about the foul play. She moved her fingers lightly, and all the dozens of fist-sized snowballs floated to the top of Fan Ming's head, and then fell like raindrops!<

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Fan Ming didn't even have a place to hide and was buried directly in the snow.

However, even if he died and was buried alive by the heavy snow, he would still shout out with his decayed vocal cords under the snowdrift:

"Why just bury me!"

A certain big fox demon snorted coldly, took the little fox demon's hand and said something.

"Go back!"

Xi'er waved her hand towards the tall pile of snow.

"Goodbye, daddy!"

When Fan Ming crawled out of the snow, there were no longer two people in front of him...the figures of the two foxes.

"Oh, woman!"

"If you can't afford it, just say so!"

Fan Ming muttered as he returned to the house.

Without the interruption of the two foxes, he could finally start doing today's work.

The first thing...

I want to offer sacrifices to the five internal organs temple.

When I woke up in the morning, I didn't have time to eat anything, so I accompanied Xi'er for a while to do high-intensity exercise.

My stomach started to protest.

While cooking porridge, Fan Ming suddenly remembered something.

"There seems to be a recipe for Bigu Pill in that alchemy book..."

It is said that if you take one pill, you won’t have to eat for a month, which can save a lot of time in cooking, eating and washing dishes!

Calculated by saving half an hour a day, rounding up to one month is equivalent to two extra days, and rounding up to one year is equivalent to one extra month!

Don't ask! Asking is what the physical education teacher teaches!

It's been a few days since he got the "Encyclopedia of Alchemy Prescriptions", but it seems like he hasn't even practiced an elixir once.

Fan Ming turned back to the house and found the recipe for Bigu Pill in the "Compendium of Pill Prescriptions". Then he found the prescription for Bigu Pill among the medicinal materials "scrounged" back from the cabin where the Ghost Thief King lived in seclusion that day.

Required medicinal materials.

If the conditions are complete, let’s practice with Bigu Pill.

But you have to be prepared, the porridge still needs to be cooked.

It was his first time making alchemy, and he didn't have much confidence that he would succeed in the first try.
Chapter completed!