Zheng Xian dropped the book and turned on the TV.

The TVs here are all internal networks, and the wireless signals from the outside world, as well as the wired signals, are all unable to access the world in this gourd.

I have to say that in addition to showing some movies on the TV of the internal network, there is also a special educational channel open to the annihilation warriors, which is full of the weak points of immortal cultivators, the type analysis of immortal cultivators, and the introduction of the characteristics of many magic weapons of immortal cultivators.

Zheng Xian had never watched TV in this room, and he didn't even know that there was such a thing on the TV.

Zheng Xian immediately became excited, sat next to the TV, brewed a cup of fragrant flower tea, sprinkled a lot of rock sugar into it, and watched it while drinking.

The information on this is much more comprehensive than Zheng Xian's Seventh Office.

The Mixed Yuan Extreme Dao helped Zheng Xian face up to many problems in his own cultivation, and these consultations helped Zheng Xian truly understand the immortal world, understand the immortal cultivators, understand all kinds of magical powers, understand the magic weapon, and understand the role of jade among immortal cultivators.

These most basic things are all what Zheng Xian lacks the most.

Zheng Xian watched it for three days in a row, and almost all the content on the TV network was watched by Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian, who had just finished reading all kinds of information, rubbed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, and when he woke up, he would probably be able to take the armor.

Without the armor on his body, Zheng Xian always had the illusion that he was undressed and had a bare buttocks.

At this time, the three guys from the Northern Army's Thorn actually came to knock on the door and asked Zheng to go drink first.

Zheng Xian is not very interested in wine, but it is not impossible to drink, when he lived in an underground well in the past, when he was shivering from the cold, the big bastard would pour him a sip, and then pour another sip of soju himself, the feeling that burned from his lips to his stomach and then spread to his entire body Zheng Xian still felt unparalleled comfort even if he thought about it now.

After a series of battles, Zheng Xian, who has experienced life and death, really needs to indulge and rest.

Zheng Xian and the thorn of the Northern Army These three guys are also not acquainted, after being drilled by the nightingale in the gym together, the miserable four guys have no grudge against each other, and they can laugh and scold each other when they hug each other, and the guy with the head tattoo on the head of the head even sighed that Zheng Xian was not from their military background, otherwise, they would be the thorn of the Northern Army, and Zheng Xian would be pulled in.

Zheng Xian didn't think so, who wants to be the thorn of the Northern Army? Wouldn't the four of them have no acute angles together, and they will have to be called the shield of the Northern Army in the future.

Originally, Zheng Xian was reluctant to have a deep friendship with these three guys.

After all, Zheng Xian is an immortal cultivator, once exposed, then it must be these three guys who will kill him, or No. 8 and No. 9, in short, it will be a warrior of annihilation, Zheng Xian will either be killed, or kill them.

So having a friendship with them is definitely a burden for Zheng Xian. In the future, they will kill each other, and it will be embarrassing to think about it.

But just as Zheng Xian didn't like Tong Yi at first, friendship was born unconsciously for many reasons.

The Thorns of the Northern Army fully follow the military discipline to carry out their work and rest, but they are allowed to drink once a week, so they attach great importance to the drinking time once a week, and for the three good drinkers, this day is like a festival, and it is necessary to drink from morning to night.

The one with a scar on the face and missing an eye is called a saber, the one that always smiles on his face but has a killing intent in his eyes from time to time is called a military stab, and the other one who once knelt down for Zheng Xian, and the top of his head is full of dense cutting marks is called a military sword, obviously like No. 8 and No. 9, they don't use their real names, but call them codenames.

Zheng Xian didn't know if this was a means of self-protection. After all, it should be quite difficult to find out their real information through a code name.

After the three guys drank wine, they didn't choose what to say, they said everything, but the most talked about were women, and the three big men said that they were emotional, and they hugged their heads and cried one by one, and there were more than twenty people, and they hadn't even tasted the taste of women, which really made people feel sad.

In the words of the military assassin, if the three of them are not too familiar with each other and are not easy to start, they will all want to make a foundation!

There is no way, the army has the discipline of the army, they usually train too much, and they are all in the men's barracks, and there are too few women they can come into contact with, especially those like them who don't know the way of life and death tomorrow today, and their personal feelings dare not get involved easily, everything can only be said after retirement.

They are like Zheng Xian, as long as the vitality fluid injection reaches the limit value, they can retire, this retirement is not a withdrawal from the army, but only a withdrawal from the ranks of annihilation soldiers, when the time comes, they will at least be able to get an instructor or something like that, this still refers to the most ordinary, if it is good, it is not impossible to get a lieutenant colonel to get a deputy regiment commander.

And with this qualification, if you do a good job, the promotion is very fast, and as long as you don't make a mistake in a few years, it will not be a problem to get a three-star colonel to retire after a few years.

The title of the army is the real power of the subordinates, compared to the outside, the most real, and the least sloppy, if you don't have the ability, just be an instructor, you can become a soldier of annihilation, and it should be no problem to teach others.

There are really not many false positions in the army, and the false positions in the army are definitely ridiculous existences, and they can't win any respect.

The thorn of the Northern Army, this time asked Zheng Xian to drink, and he wanted to get Zheng Xian drunk and let out the jealousy and evil spirit surrounded by the women around Zheng Xian.

As a result, the three guys who claimed to be massive went under the table one by one, and then the three big men hugged each other, and the posture was disgusting, and Zheng Xian couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Zheng Xian drank a lot, and he also had a naughty mentality at this time, after all, he was only eighteen years old.

Zheng Xian picked up the mobile phone on the table in General Stabbing the room and took a clear uncensored group photo from several angles before Zheng Xian gave up.

These three guys are full of muscles and beautiful lines, and it's a waste not to do it.

Zheng Xianjiu drank a lot, but there was no big problem.

Zheng Xian was also a little surprised by his good amount of alcohol, he didn't cheat, he relied on cultivation to digest alcohol, and he didn't want to show his feet because of this, thinking that after cultivating immortals, his body's ability to digest alcohol was strengthened.

However, Zheng was also a little dizzy when he came here, and the strength of the wine finally returned!

After a hangover, the armor was repaired, Zheng Xian took the armor, asked if there was any information about the armor, and after getting a negative answer, Zheng Xian was relieved, with the armor by his side, Zheng Xian felt a lot more steady.

Zheng Xian took the armor all the way to the top, came to the bronze sacred tree, and looked up at the six silkworm cocoons that were hanging on the book, one of which was hanging alone, and the machine that still did not draw blood attacked it.

The higher Zheng Xian's cultivation, the more he felt fear of this bronze divine tree, this thing was like a withering stone, and it had a natural threat to immortal cultivators.

King Cao, what is it like in that cocoon?

Zheng Xian, who is an immortal cultivator, saw that the immortal cultivator was tied to a tree and kept drawing blood, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, but this feeling was not very strong, everyone was a competitor, and if they met alone, maybe it would be life and death, and if they had time to feel sad about what happened to others, it was better to think more about how they could not become each other.

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Dragon Tiger Mountain.

The pitch-black dark clouds that had shrouded Longhu Mountain for half a moon gradually dispersed, and the thunder rolling in the rolling clouds gradually disappeared.

At this time, in the Dragon and Tiger Taoist Temple, twelve big people were ushered in.

Each of them occupies a position, keeping a certain distance from each other, as if they are standing on a map of the whole country, and each of them has a piece of the map under his feet.

The clouds dispersed, but the snow fell heavily, but none of these hundred-year-old fellows went to avoid the snow, and they were in the snow like that, letting the snow fall on their shoulders, and their gray hair turned paler and paler.

For the twelve people who have lived enough but have to live, for them, to live, or to look at the old faces of the other eleven people, is the greatest hard work in the world!

But today, their eyes are shining with a brilliance that would never have been seen before, a scorching, hopeful brilliance.

What they covet is not the thirty-year longevity, but the rejuvenating look that the lotus seeds of the Night Enchantrin Golden Lotus can bring after fusing with the Immortal Monument.

The reason why living is a hard work for them is entirely because of all kinds of diseases on their bodies, aging cannot be reversed and cured, and no matter how long they live, accompanied by all kinds of diseases, they have to inject a variety of drugs many times a day, and even their toes and fingers begin to rot, which is just a kind of torture, and there is no quality of life at all, what is the fun of living?

But an accident seems to be able to solve their problems, the Night Charm Golden Lotus can extend their longevity, and the Immortal Monument of King Cao's Monument Realm can bring them new vitality.

The thought that he would be able to get rid of this sickness all over his body, and even rejuvenate his body and become younger, these twelve old fellows who should have been in the coffin a long time ago breathed heavily.

And because of the addition of the Immortal Monument, although there are only seven lotus seeds in the Night Enchantment Golden Lotus, it is enough to refine twelve Rejuvenation and Life-Extending Pills, which means that no one needs to die!

There can be such a good thing in the world, these twelve old guys think about it, and they all feel that they have been stiff for too many years, and they can't stop twitching, it should be a laughing action.

Then they all reflected on how long they hadn't laughed, and that laughter was a luxury under the torture of old age.

Even they don't know how long it has been since they've slept well.

Seeing that the dark clouds above his head converged, there were bursts of dragon roars and tiger roars from the Dan room in front of him, and the eager light in the eyes of the Twelve Pillar Stone became more and more intense.

A pair of pale and vague pupils are full of hope and life!

This is the most important thing in the world, beyond power, beyond everything!