Twenty minutes later, Tang Bowen felt that his life had been in vain!

I've read all the books in this life in vain!

How can there be such a beautiful book in the world!

The ecstasy that he had just been promoted to Martial Duke had long been thrown out of the clouds.

Taking advantage of Long Xuan's rest, Ling Xi used a holographic projection to project a book, and the cover of the title read "The Legend of Little Soldiers".

A minute later, Tang Bowen was completely fallen.

On the side, Ling Xi was training Mu Xiaofeng one by one: "I said Mu Mu, are you stupid? You configure poisons, why do you have to have a unique effect for each configuration? The same formula, you change the amount, add one medicine, or one less medicine, there are so many poisons in time, there are thousands of possibilities for random combinations, and your brain enters the water to prepare new poisons." ”

He really wanted to slap Dead Wood Xiaofeng, this guy can improve the martial arts realm as long as he eats new poisons, but when he dispensed poison, he actually adhered to the principle that poison must be mixed well, and each poison formula is a new formula, a new effect, and even a new taste.

He also said confidently: "Poison making is an art, and every poison is a work of art that I have carefully developed, and I can't deal with it casually." ”

I'm really ...... Ling Xi said bitterly, forget the heart path, anyway, as long as my martial arts realm is improved, this guy can be synchronized, don't force it.

He glanced at Xiang Jie, Xiang Jie was looking at his nose, his nose was looking at his heart and entering the cultivation, and he sighed, fortunately, there is one that makes me worry.

Xiang Jie was born with a royal vein, and his cultivation has no level until the Martial King Realm, and when he has income in the future, he will improve his bloodline and see if he can let him go all the way to Wuzun or even Dawuzun.

In a few years, there will be a martial arts level thug, Ling Xi thought of this beautiful prospect, and the itchy flesh in his heart seemed to be scratched by someone, and the itch was uncomfortable.

By the way, there is also Qingluan's Yuan Soul Jade, let's see if there is any way to breed her......

"My lord, I've finished reading it, is there anything else?"

Just as Ling Xi was thinking about it, Tang Bowen suddenly said to him. He glanced at the time, twenty-one minutes and seventeen seconds, and finished reading the book for 1.98 million?

"Ahem, okay, I'll give you another copy. ”

With a wave of his hand, the holographic book changed again, and there were two big characters on the book cover: "Zhu Xian".

Seeing Tang Bowen's appearance as if he had obtained a treasure, Ling Xi said proudly: "Just look at it, rest assured, look boldly, there is nothing else for the deity, and the book is enough!"

With a wave of his hand, all kinds of holographic books surrounded Tang Bowen, all of which were novels that Ling Xi had read before: "I am the only immortal", "Buddha is the way", "Breaking the Firmament", "Martial God"......

Tang Bowen's eyes lit up, and he read the title of the book while reading: ""Covering the Sky", "Notes on Tomb Robbery"...... These two should be good-looking, Fengyue Baojian, and the young woman Bai ......"

"No, no, I took these two books wrongly, and so did the golden bottle plum. Ling Xi awkwardly interrupted Tang Bowen and put away the three holographic books.

Tang Bowen was puzzled and asked, "My lord, why don't you show me these three books?"

"This ...... Well...... These three books are the exclusive private collection of the deity, and when you are promoted to the martial deity one day, the deity will hand over these three books to you?"

When Tang Bowen heard that it was Ling Xi's private collection, his heart was like a cat scratching, and he nodded again and again, Lao Tzu used to have no books to read, but now there are so many books, hum, Wuzun is a fart!

He focused on the book in front of him, and the speed of reading the book was a little faster, and when he read the book, the true qi in his body penetrated out of the body, and he could perceptibly increase it by a minute, and faintly had the momentum of breaking through the first-level martial arts.

Ling Xi sighed silently again and suddenly heard someone say in his body: "Whew, Poor Dao has finally found an organization." ”

Ling Xi was secretly startled, his mind turned back into his body, and his eyes almost fell to the ground.

On the system panel, in addition to Qingluan Egg, a child about the size of an egg actually appeared next to the egg.

The child was naked, holding the egg and inhaling in one gulp.

"Damn, what is this?" Ling Xi couldn't figure out how such a thing could suddenly get into his body?

When the child saw Ling Xi, he made a gesture to Ling Xi: "Good faith is polite, poor is too slim...... The body of the infant is tired and kind to take in, and the poor road is grateful. ”

"Ma, Ma Daxian!" Ling Xi exclaimed.

Except for Long Xuan, who was in the process of healing, the other three looked at him inexplicably.

Mu Xiaofeng looked around and said, "My lord, you just said Ma Daxian, he, where is he?" Before he heard that Ma Daxian was dead, he was really sad for a while.

In the special intelligence group, except for Tang Bowen, who is a self-acquaintance, Ma Taixian has the best relationship with him among the others, because the two people are the two people at the bottom of the group.

Tang Bowen also put down the book and said, "Mumu, don't talk nonsense, the adults have seen Ma Dao Chang ...... with their own eyes."

Ling Xi raised his forehead and said, "Ma Daxian...... I guess I'm not dead. As he spoke, he projected the image of Ma Daxian's Yuanying, "This is the ...... Ma Daxian's Yuan Baby. ”

"......" When the two of them saw Yuan Ying who looked like a bare-ass child, they didn't dare to refute Ling Xi, so they could only express with their expressions that they wouldn't believe it if they were killed.

Ma Taixian said to the two of them in surprise: "Mu Shanxin, Tang Shanxin, it is really a surprise to see the two of you, and the team leader, Captain Xiang, Daozu bless, you are all fine!"

But his voice couldn't be heard by anyone except Ling Xi, and Mu Tang and the two could only see the child over there, cheering and cheering, and confused.

Ling Xi sighed and began to translate Matthexian's words synchronously through the speaker.

"Poor Dao thought that Jindan had collapsed, and his life in this life would be confessed, but he didn't expect to be able to save a little divine thought, and it was really fortunate to see you again. Ma Taixian's voice could finally be heard, Ling Xi thought that his middle-aged male duck's voice and image contrasted too much, so he gave him a boy's voice when translating.

It's finally comfortable.

Mu Xiaofeng looked at the little child who was like a fairy wind in disbelief and asked, "Are you really Ma Daxian?"

Matthew's milky voice was old-fashioned and said: "It's the poor way, like a fake one." ”

"How did you become like this?"

Matthew said, "That's a long story. Poor Dao was martyred, leaving only a wisp of remnant soul wrapped by the power of Jindan, and his own consciousness fell into boundless chaos. ”

He saw that Mu Xiaofeng and Tang Bowen were listening carefully, and he spoke more and more energetically: "Who knows, suddenly there is an ancient Dao breath flourishing, and the power of Jindan gets the ancient Dao breath induction, and the poor Dao has actually proved the way of the Yuan Baby, although the body has been destroyed, the Yuan Infant has become a success, and the poor Dao also woke up by chance, so he followed the remnants of the ancient Dao breath and came here." ”

"Who thought, who thought...... How ...... to be able to be with you Is...... Let the poor road can't help but cry......"

Speaking of this, two people and a child wiped a handful of old tears at the same time.