Book of Gods and Demons

Drink a tube of basic strength potion in one gulp.

Joes face was suddenly distorted, and the terrifying smell was like a sticky glue, slowly flowing down the throat into his abdomen. Joe felt himself within the body, every inch of the corner was filled with let The stench of suffocation.

Joe grabbed his throat with both hands and screamed hoarsely: "Who invented this damn potion? May the wild dog chew his head off!"

and the past Compared with the 18-year diluted version, the primordial power potion is terrifying as poisonous.

Qiao gasped in a deep breath. He tried his best to ignore the terrifying stench of the body within the body, and began to run in small steps around the cultivation room. In just a few breaths, he was sweating and white. The skin was burnt red.

In Joe's stomach, a huge heat exploded frantically.

Being dozens of times stronger than the calories he gushes out from within the body after drinking tiger milk every night.

Perhaps because of the reason of'Blushing', when he was studying at the Judicial Academy, Joe, who was not too bright in his head, had inexplicably remembered ability and terrifying understanding.

The kinetic content of "Basic Breathing Method of the Imperial Army" has been memorized by heart. As Joe ran, he began to twist his body weirdly according to the content on the booklet, and at the same time began to constantly change his breathing rhythm, trying to capture the strange rhythm.

In the depths of the pupil, the three-circle and six-pointed star demon array is slowly rotating, and Joe is almost in an instant, immersed in an inexplicable and wonderful state.

His breathing became long and deep, as if every time he breathed in, he had to swallow all the existence around him, and every time he breathed out, he seemed to squirt out all the useless impurities accumulated within the body.

When he ran at short steps, he raised his hands and feet, and twisted his body. There was an inexplicable wild aura exuding.

Combining breathing and movement, on Qiao Baihuahuas skin, gray sweat quickly flowed with black dirt the size of a needle. There was a smell even worse than the basic power potion.

Joe is in an incredible wonderland.

Hesse watched Joe running like a ghost for a long, long time. After more than an hour, when he found that Joe had indeed been immersed in the most correct cultivation state of the'Basic Breathing Method', he shook his head, slightly opened his mouth, and quietly left the cultivation room with an unbelievable expression.

"Joe, is he a genius? Of course, my son should be a genius. However, he hasn't shown it in the past, it must be so, it must be true!"

After Hesse left the cultivation room, about a quarter of an hour later, Laplace's voice suddenly rang in Joe's mind.

"Poor quality medicine, too much impurities, which will make your cultivation half the results for twice the effort."

"It's your breathing method..."

The sudden appearance of Laplacei made Joe, who was gradually immersed in a certain inexplicable mood, his heart twitched, and his breath suddenly became disordered, and his movements suddenly became unbalanced.

With a'boom', Qiao fell heavily to the ground, his fork in his lungs in one breath, the pain made him almost cry.

"Asshole, don't come out suddenly." Joe flustered and exasperated muttered to himself: "Poor-quality potions? So, can you show me some non-poor-quality potions? This is a hundred. A high-end product from the Golden Mark!"

"Is there a problem with my breathing method?" Qiao heavily sprayed a cloud of cold air from his nostrils: "Hesse said, this is from the Imperial Army. The secret technique, in the Imperial Army, is only mastered by a very small number of people, and it is especially strictly forbidden to enter the civilian population."

"The entire Port of Tulum, except for the garrison, is only one copy! Only this copy, do you know? ?" Joe showed off triumphantly.

Laplachis shrill voice sounded faintly: "Oh, isnt it? I dont mean it is too bad, but its a bit very good. Hehe, hehe, hehe, It really surprises me, if the army of the Durham Empire, the so-called basic breathing method is at this level..."

Laplace coughed a few times, and Joe could even outline it in his mind This guy swallowed a cloud and was choked by the smoke.

After a while, Laplaces voice came again: "However, no matter how good the breathing method is, it is only the work of the superficial wisdom of the ignorant, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning... _ut since you like it, then, generous Laplace, lets customize some special services for you."

"Life is long, you and I accompany each other, when you meet for the first time, you will treat it as a gift You dont need to be grateful for your little gift."

"Well, wait for me for a while, let me think about what this gift should be like."

Qiao was lying on the ground, squinting, and deep in his pupils, the three-circle and six-pointed star demon array was slowly rotating, and his brain was extremely calm and awake at this moment. He started word by word, pondering the meaning of what Laplace said.

If Laplace is the true omniscient.

So, his value is beyond Joe's imagination.

Similarly, the "Imperial Army Basic Breathing Method" that Hessen was so frivolous, so disapproving, and indifferent to Joe, is not so simple.

However, why does Hessen make such an excuse?

Because it is a contraband?

"Isn't it just a little contraband? It made me so nervous." Joe curl one's lip: "I thought I was a child. I don't know where the gold rum in the family port warehouse came from. Huh? Of the 100 boxes, 99 boxes are smuggled goods. Isnt it just a bit of contraband?"

"Pretends, this breathing method must come from the wrong way, but it doesnt matter. Good things, all It's contraband."

Standing up, Joe continued to run in small steps around the cultivation room. While capturing the strange breathing rate, while using strange rhythms, shaking his arms and twisting his body, this made his running look very strange, and strange wildness once again flowed out of him within the body.

In the eyes, a faint blush is flowing, and the anger in my heart is breeding and spreading.

The magic array in Qiaos pupils is spinning, spinning, releasing invisible fluctuations, suppressing the spreading anger in his heart.

Qiaos cultivation room goes deep into the ground. Right above the cultivation room, there are ten feet thick boulders and bricks, and twenty feet of dirt. There are twelve circles on the ground. Shaped plane tree.

The three people hug the thick and thin plane trees that are quite old. They form a circle with a diameter of one hundred feet. Their branches are staggered tens of feet above the ground, above the circular open space. Support a huge wooden tree house.

In the circular tree house, except for the window facing Tulum Harbour, all the other windows are closed tightly. The tightly fitted windows cut off all light and peeping sight.

Beside the only window that opened, Hessen was sitting at a square table with a cigar in his mouth, holding a bottle of gold medal rum, and'gudongdong' poured himself a large glass.

Shaking the bottle with only a small half bottle left, Hesse reached out and grabbed another crystal wine glass, carefully dripped three drops of amber wine into it, and then put the glass down heavily.

Putting down the wine bottle, Hessian grabbed a bottle of natural gas soaked water on the wine cabinet behind him, pulled out the cork, shook it, and filled the glass with'gudu'.

The amber wine is quickly diluted by sparkling water.

Hesse put down the water bottle, the cigar in his mouth moved, and he squeezed out a sentence from the corner of his mouth: "As a man, you should drink alcohol."

Across the square table, thick and heavy The curtain of velvet was hung down, and the rising moonlight fell on the curtain, and a large black shadow was sprinkled across the square table. A man in a long cloak was hidden in the black shadow.

Hearing Hessian's words, the man laughed in a low voice, a hand wearing a black silk glove stretched out, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and raised it to Hessian: "Drinking, mistake. Dont drink, sad. So, the meaning is enough."

The man spoke sternly, and there was a very short pause between each word, as if every word he said was It was said after careful consideration.

Hesse laughed and placed the cigar in his mouth on a crystal ashtray. He picked up a full glass of rum and touched the glass heavily with the man.

Hessian drank a full glass of wine, and the man put the glass to his lips and took a light sip.

Hesse's face drooped, and his two-faced beard became weak.

"I think you used to drink better than me back then!" Hessen snorts.

"Now, I still drink better than you. It's just that drinking is a mistake after all, isn't it?" The man smiled and put down his glass: "Then, let's talk about serious matters."

"Joe actually relied on his own strength to open the sea of power." The man tapped his finger on the tabletop: "I thought that with his physical condition, it would be delayed by at least three to five years!"

Hessen rolled the eyes and squinted at him, said with a sneer: "Joe is my Hessian's son. My Vito family has only one advantage, that is, wealth. Even a weak lamb, as long as If you are willing to spend money, you can grow a bear!"

I filled myself with a glass of wine, and Hessen said with emotion: "However, it was indeed beyond my expectation. I originally thought that although it was completed With the accumulation of life energy, based on his character, it will take at least a few months for the water to overflow and naturally open up a sea of power."

Lightly tapping his chest, Hessian was a little afraid He said: "It really didn't expect that he was so dangerous last night, he was actually on the breakthrough."

The man tapped his finger on the table: "Danger? Instead of thinking too much about the danger, it is better to think more. Think about the responsibility he must take. Like Gorkin, like Tifa..."

Hessian was silent.

He picked up the glass and drank it in one go.

"Responsibility, responsibility, responsibility..." Hessen played with the wine glass: "Open the sea of power, cultivation the breathing method, I only hope that Joe has enough power to protect himself. As for responsibility..."

As soon as the conversation turned, Hessen began to describe the whole process of teaching Joes breathing method and Joes unimpeded approach to the cultivation method: Perhaps, its really the favor of Spiritual God. After last night, I feel that Joe Its like a different person."

The man stood up abruptly, raised his arms and cheered in a low voice: "This breathing technique, before him, has a recordable record and the fastest entry. It took a full month, a full month!"

The man hissed: "And Joe, how long did he use it? Half a day? This is destiny, Joe must take responsibility!"

Heavy put down the wine glass, Hessian stood up and hit the man's face with a punch. The man fell heavily on the ground, lying on the ground without moving for a long time.

"Do you believe? Fate? Liya will stab you to death! This may be your future destiny!"

The man lay on the ground. After a while, he Then he said slowly: "Responsibility, impossible, avoid."