Book of Gods and Demons

Qiao spent one night in the cultivation room, resisting the terrifying stench of the room full and belly full, and insisting on the cultivation breathing method.

During this period, he took three strength potions.

He can feel his own power sea expanding slightly, and he is constantly absorbing the blood energy converted into the power medicine.

Perhaps it is because of'Blushing'.

Regardless of kinetic energy, static energy, or breathing rhythm, in just one night, his breathing method has reached a higher-level.

Joe is now unable to observe his own power sea.

In a place where he can't see, his power sea is full of scarred blood inflammation. After the blood energy of the basic power potion floods into the power sea, the blood energy with a large amount of potion impurities is quickly lost The blood inflammation is calcined and pure, and all impurities are directly annihilated and completely vanished.

Only the purest blood energy, with the strange breathing rhythm, a little bit of strikes creates a new sea of power, and a little bit of it blends into the sea of power.

The powerful blood energy washed over his body, and the gray sweat on Joe's body was flowing down in a row, and the air in the cultivation room became extremely turbid.

Joe was immersed in a strange state.

Laplace muttered faintly: "Crimson, it's really amazing... the absolute pure sea of power? Ultimate perfect?"

After the three power potions are exhausted Joe felt a tingling pain in his heart. According to the warning in the "Basic Breathing Method of the Imperial Army", this has reached the limit of the body, and the newly opened sea of power can no longer withstand more exercises.

You must rest, let the sea of power adapt to its current state, and absorb blood energy to warm it up before starting the second cultivation.

Qiao slowly stopped his strange breathing, slowed down, and walked to the stone table.

The sea of new life force is empty, all blood energy is consumed, Joe feels the emptiness of the body within the body.

Grabbing a potion of strength, Joe pinched his nose and drank the potion.

The medicine enters the abdomen and turns into silky blood energy, which is absorbed by the sea of strength. After being purified by Xueyan, it turned into a cloud of mist and suspended quietly in the sea of power.

Without the urging of breathing method, these blood energy are stably accumulated in the sea of strength.

Laplaci suddenly said: "The gift is ready, is it a surprise? Ah, what a shocking talent, your cultivation talent is simply inhuman. But think about it, you are scarlet, then Everything is as it should be by rights."

Joe burped a fishy and unpleasant burp, the crimson rays of light in the depths of his eyes flashed: "My talent is very good? Thank you for your praise, but This has nothing to do with Blush. If my talent is good, of course it is the credit of my father and mother."

Joe burped again.

Laplace coughed: "Then, give up this problem. You have a little trouble, and my gift will help you solve this trouble... But I want to know, Your understanding of cultivation."

Your understanding of cultivation?

About the sea of power?

Joe remembered the roaring'Tor' giant cannon last night, and remembered the scene of his visit to the workshop of the Tulum Port Cannon Bureau when he was young.

The hot red copper water was poured into the mold, the red fire star splashed randomly, and the cannon just cast was red all over, exuding a suffocating sense of power and artistic atmosphere.

"The sea of strength, it's a cannon." Joe wiped his sweat and walked to the door of the cultivation room: "The process of cultivation is to make the caliber of this cannon thicker and thicker. The barrel is getting longer and longer, from a field gun to a Thor cannon."

"After being cast into a cannon, the blood energy we retain is the propellant. Our body is the cannonball."

"Caliber is truth, and range is justice."

"It is thicker, longer, and harder. This is the true meaning of cultivation and battle!"

Laplace coughed violently. This description was very good, and it was in line with Joe's style. He muttered in a low voice: "Shallow, the wisdom of the ignorant."

Joe opened the heavy stone gate of the cultivation room, and he did not hear Laplaces words: "You said it. Whats the present for me? Whats the trouble with my cultivation?"

La Place...

Then, in the next moment, Joe saw a square On the transparent light curtain, there are several lines of squiggly characters written on it, and the handwriting is fascinating scarlet, just like the scarlet of the three-round six-pointed star demon array in Wuties eyes.

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Existence: Joe Rong_Vito

Mysticism: Crimson

Faithfulness: Laplace, the wise all-seeing, The hypocritical Lord of Silver Osmanthus Muteste, the sinister King Heilingel of Hydra, Hermeto, the daughter of greedy trade, the Lord of taboo swords

Ignore: Mu, the double-faced Lord of Golden Oak

Evil Thought: Chaotic Corruption Spirit Laga, Chaotic Killing Obsession Tuxi, Cowardly Plateau Wolf King Wall

Energy Level: Sea of Power (Normal State: 0.015 %) (Perfect state: 0.0012%)

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Qiao quietly looked at the light curtain that suddenly emerged.

These names inexplicably brought great pressure to Joe.

Laplachis'zhi zhi zhi' smiled shrillly: "My little gift, take a look, obviously at a glance. Beloved, be kind to you, give At the price, you can get their help. Those who ignore, he wont pay attention to you. Those who are malicious, when given the opportunity, they will try their best to kill you."

Qiao drooped his face and looked at'ignore' The name behind that column.

"If I remember correctly, Hesse will donate a lot of shiny golden marks to this St. Hild's Cathedral every year."

He laughed more quickly: "However, he ignores you. The world is so cruel. You, your family, have paid for their faith and paid a high amount of worship, but those who are aloof and remote are still qualified to ignore you."

"So, he is a complete bastard. Compared to his younger sister, his younger sister is much better than him."

Laplachi stretched his voice, shrieked Smiled: "Life is long, dear Joe, you will suffer more blows in the future. You will find that this is what a bastard world!"

Joe licked his lips and walked out cultivation room.

In his heart, he is full of resentment for the supreme and only existence.

Thinking of the golden-bright and dazzling golden marks that Hessen enshrines to St. Hilds Cathedral every year, Joe feels heartbroken.

In just a few breaths, Joe went from being a shallow believer with a great existence to an unbeliever.

Even, he was angry with that great being.

"So, one of my patrons, the wise and all-knowing Laplace, how can I get help from you?" Joe thought of Laplace He wanted to find a little bit of solace after being hit hard.

"Pay the price!"

"What is the price?"

"Oh, it is common in your human society, with a trace of your obsession, Faith, kind thoughts, Evil Thought, can call the wind and summon the rain, almost omnipotent, can turn chastity-martyr-women into slut-women-***, can turn heroes into villains, and benefit the world, It can also mess up the world, just a little bit of insignificant'general equivalents'."

"How about speaking people?"

"Money!" Laplace is neat and tidy I spit out a word: "Knowledge is priceless, but as an omniscient person, knowledge can be measured with money!"

"All knowledge, including how to speed up your cultivation speed , How to make you achieve the perfect cultivation success knowledge." Laplace smiled softly: "You see, according to my calculations, according to your cultivation success last night, you want to complete the power sea normally. Cultivation, it takes nearly 20 years?"

"And you want to complete the cultivation of the perfect power sea, oh, thats really a long process."

"And you The reason why cultivation progress is so slow is because of your talent."

"According to what you just described, your strength sea is a cannon in the process of casting, and your talent is the mold of the cannon. Your talent is too good, the mold is too huge."

"Three power potions, three power potions, each power potion, equivalent to ordinary person eats blood obtained over ten days. energy. Enough ordinary person to increase the power sea forging progress to 1%, 2%, 3% or even higher, and you...oh, what a happy tragedy!"

"Crimson makes you talented Extraordinary and extraordinary talents make you almost unable to grow."

"Do you want to speed up cultivation? Do you want to grow fast? Money is priceless, knowledge is priceless, dear Crimson, knowledge is priceless! "

"Let me think, let me think!" Joe bit his lower lip, left the cultivation room, and returned to the ground.

Laplace's words are like a blow, making Joe a little dizzy.

Because the talent is so good, so the mold of the gun is too huge?

Qiao fully understands this problem-cost, resources, efficiency...

He pondered this problem painfully, his eyes straightened, and he moved towards the main building of Vito's house by instinct. Go. Familiar walked into the small family restaurant on the first floor, and Joe sat down in his normally dining seat.

Overnight cultivation, Joe came to the restaurant too early.

At breakfast, the small dining room was not large enough for Joe's family to use daily. Only Hessian sat at the long table, reading the newspaper while eating smoked sausage.

Seeing Joe, Hessian coughed: "Joe, I think its a sin to spend time at home. I was wrong. I shouldnt give you sick leave for half a month. , This is an escape, I almost made you a deserter!"

Put down the smoked sausage in my hand, wipe the greasy fingers with a napkin, Hessian said solemnly: "So, there is a special investigation Group, your director called you to join, and I agree."

"For the peace of Tulum Harbor, for the dead citizens, for your sacrificed colleagues."

"Joe, work hard. Dig all those damn guys out!"

Hessen slapped the dining table with righteousness and violence.

Qiao took a deep breath and suppressed the inexplicable anger in his heart with difficulty. Very good, Hesse's decision, he likes it very much.

Tifa with disheveled hair wore pajamas and drifted into the restaurant like sleepwalking.

Liya grabbed the comb, hairpin and headband, like Tifa's shadow, followed Tifa in step by step, and while walking, she quickly tame Tifa's head like a hundred reeds She has long hair, and weaves her a big shiny braid.

Tifa expressionlessly grabbed the milk jug in front of him, raised his face, opened his mouth, and said a liter of milk disappeared.

Put down the milk jug, grab ten peeled eggs, and swallow them in your mouth.

As the wind swept away the remaining clouds, the expressionless Tifa continued to kill a pound of smoked rabbit meat, two pounds of bacon, five pounds of white bread, and a satisfied patted belly, and then the shivered spirit shivered. , Suddenly wake up.

'Ah~~~'!

Heaven-shaking, earth-shattering screamed, Tifa grabbed the sterling silver dinner plate in front of him and patted the face of the innocent Joe sitting opposite her.

"Joe!!! Did you fall into the toilet?" Tifa wicked complained first and roared angrily.