Duan Liang laughed.

Is this such a ban?

If you answer the right answer, will you be able to open this awesome book?

Oops, isn't that just a math game?

I can pull out a high school student at random, and I can answer a question like yours.

The dog's head of the sky is endless, isn't it endless?

Isn't the wine that the author of this book drinks is a series of proportional numbers: 1/2+1/4+1/8+1/16+...

If you keep adding it, isn't the limit value just 1?

Duan Liang took out a brush, cut his wrist, stained it with blood, and wrote the word "one" on the cover.

The word "one", like a sharp blood sword, stabbed towards that line of words!

That line of text turned into a big character, and the word "one" written by Duan Liang fell towards the word "big", and it was combined with the word "big" to form the word "sky".

Looking at the word "sky", Duan Liang suddenly seemed to hear the sound of countless war drums echoing in his ears.

The monstrous battle intent, the killing intent, drilled into Duan Liang's ears.

In the next instant, Duan Liang appeared in front of a black palace, and endless killing intent poured out from that palace.

Duan Liang looked at the palace and the unusually tall black gate.

Is this an inherent barrier created by the book?

If you want to enter the hall of books, you must go through this door!

Duan Liang walked towards the black door, walked to the door and stopped.

Two words appeared on the black door: Kneel!

Duan Liang clasped his nostrils, squinted at the door, and shook his head.

Four more words appeared on the door: Why don't you kneel?

Duan Liang squinted at the door and said, "I don't kneel and lick." ”

After a long time, two words appeared on the door: What do you mean?

"If I don't kneel to the sky, I don't kneel to the ground, how can I kneel down and break the door?"

Duan Liang snorted coldly and laughed, even if the ghost eye in his right eye had special vision, he couldn't see the material of this door and what was going on in the hall behind this door.

A long phrase appeared on the door: If you kneel, the door will open by itself!

"There is nothing in this world worth my knees!"

Duan Liang stretched out his hand and pushed towards the black stone door.

Two words came to the black door: good.

With a creak, the black door opened, and Duan Liang raised his feet and stepped into the door.

A black dragon pounced out of the door and pounced towards Duan Liang.

The sound of war drums sounded, and Duan Liang saw a picture.

A sword tower, a ninety-nine-story sword tower.

There was a dragon pressed under that sword tower, a black dragon.

At the top of the tower stood a dog, a big yellow dog, with a dragon's horn in its mouth.

The sound of war drums dissipated, and Duan Liang came back to his senses, only to find that the black dragon had already melted into his heart with him.

It turned out that this was not a book, but a dragon, a demon dragon.

More precisely, it's the essence blood of the black dragon!

Duan Liang could clearly feel that his heart was throbbing and beating, and black blood flowed out of his heart, through his blood, and through his bone marrow.

The veins were nourished by the black dragon's blood, and the veins widened, and even a vein was born, connecting his ghost eyes.

At the moment when the black blood was connected to the ghost eye, the eye seemed to be soaked in spring water, which was cool and comfortable.

Duan Liang could hear the sound of bones growing, hear the sound of blood vessels expanding, and even hear the cheerful sound of blood flowing in his veins.

It is worthy of dragon blood, the blood of the demon dragon, terrifying!

It's just that this dragon's blood has been exchanged for my blood, am I still a human being to be exact?

Goblin?

Or is it a half-demon?

But why does this demon dragon's blood exist here, shouldn't it exist in the demon's heavenly study?

Duan Liang couldn't figure it out anymore.

Blood can be turned into a book, and this dragon seems to be good at arithmetic, and he also left an arithmetic problem for Duan Liang.

There were many questions, and Duan Liang couldn't figure it out for a while.

In addition to accepting the essence blood of the black dragon, Duan Liang now also accepted that picture, in addition to a ninety-nine-story sword tower, there was also a yellow dog.

The yellow dog looks very familiar, it should be a Chinese pastoral dog.

A dignified dragon, killed by a pastoral dog, this is a bit undeserved!

Duan Liang held his chin with an incredulous expression.

Divine Realm, ninety-nine layers of Demon Town Sword Tower.

A big yellow dog lay on the top of the tower, opened its mouth and sneezed, licked its lips, rolled its eyes, and let out a bullshit.

"I haven't sneezed for 3,000 years, I haven't farted for 2,000 years, and it's like something is about to happen. ”

The yellow dog muttered to himself.

Duan Liang's skull-white hair also turned into a head full of green silk under the nourishment of the dragon's blood, and his skin became ruddy and shiny, Duan Liang felt much younger without looking in the mirror.

It's just that even my hair has changed color, and my bony white hair looks more stylish and pretending to be too forced.

How did it turn black, is it difficult for me to dye my hair?

"Hehe, hehe, hehe......"

Looking at the confetti everywhere, Duan Liang smiled happily like a hundred-year-old child.

In this case, I should have taken three books, and if the dragon's blood counts books, can I go back?

Duan Liang stretched out his hand and picked up a book on the ground, he was originally going to throw this book out and smash the black book, but the last book ended the black book's pretense with his life.

The moment Duan Liang touched the book, his fingers trembled, and the seal of the book opened on its own.

I'll go!

How can it be?

Isn't it possible to open up to three books?

Could it be that a black book is not a book?

I'm too sloppy!

Did you just open another one?

In the hall of Tianshulou, Hongshu, who was dozing off with a sword, was woken up by the sound of the sword's vibration.

He stared at the sword with wide eyes, and the red glow from it, took a deep breath, and exhaled again.

"Touching three books in a row, opening three books in a row, this luck, this ability, you are the second person in the Heavenly Book Pavilion in the past 10,000 years. ”

"I just don't know if you choose these three books to your liking?"

In the Heavenly Book Pavilion.

"The secret of the mystery? Why does it sound so familiar? I seem to have seen it in some TV series and forgot. ”

Duan Liang was holding the secret of Xuanxin, but this look attracted Duan Liang's attention.

Although it is not a magic skill to increase power, it is a very useful exercise.

The secret of cultivating the Xuan Xin is very simple, and it is also very simple to use, as long as the appearance of a person comes to mind in his mind, he can freely transform into the appearance of that person.

Even change the height and even the voice.

This is completely the seventy-two changes of Sun Wukong.

No, Sun Monkey's seventy-two changes can change many things, and this mysteries seem to be able to only change their own form and become human.

By the way, Hua Xian Xian can disguise himself as a male without being discovered after putting on the nine-tailed fox clothes.

Can I become a woman?

I wonder if it will change next?

Duan Liang lowered his head and looked at his crotch.

I can't change it now without spiritual power, so I'll try it when I go out.