Joe stayed in the cultivation room all night, enduring the terrible smell of filling the room and belly, and insisted on practicing the breathing method.

During this time, he took three power potions.

He could feel his sea of power swelling slightly, constantly absorbing the blood energy transformed into the power elixir.

Perhaps, it's because of 'crimson'.

Regardless of movement, meditation, or breathing rhythm, in just one night, his breathing method has entered the room.

Joe is now incapable of observing his own sea of power.

In the place where he couldn't peep, his sea of power was filled with crimson blood flames, and after the blood qi transformed by the basic power potion poured into the sea of power, the blood qi with a large number of medicinal impurities was quickly calcined and purified by the blood flame, and all the impurities were directly annihilated, completely turning into nothing.

Only the purest blood qi, with the strange rhythm of breathing, bombarded the newly opened sea of power little by little, and merged into the sea of power little by little.

The powerful blood qi washed over his body, and the gray sweat on Qiao's body flowed down in rows, and the air in the cultivation room became extremely turbid.

Joe was immersed in a strange state.

Laprahi muttered faintly, "Crimson, that's amazing...... A sea of absolute pure power? The ultimate perfection? ”

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

You must rest, let the sea of power adapt to the current state, absorb the blood and recuperate, and then start the second cultivation.

Joe slowly stopped breathing, slowed down, and walked to the stone table.

The sea of newborn power was empty, all the blood and qi were consumed, and Joe felt a sense of emptiness in his body.

Grabbing a power potion, Joe pinched his nose and drank it down.

The potion entered the abdomen, turned into a trace of blood, and was absorbed by the sea of power itself. After being purified by the blood flame, it turned into wisps of mist and was quietly suspended in the sea of power.

Without the impetus of the breathing method, these blood qi were very steadily stored in the sea of power.

Laplashi suddenly spoke: "The gift is ready, surprise?" Ah, what a shocking talent, your cultivation talent is simply inhuman. But think about it, you're crimson, then everything is taken for granted. ”

Joe burped with a foul smell, and the crimson light in the depths of his eyes flashed: "My talent is good? Thanksgiving for the compliment, but it's nothing to do with Crimson. If my talent is good, it's certainly a credit to my father and mom. ”

Joe burped again.

Laplasi coughed, "Well, give up on this issue." You have a little trouble, and my gift will help you solve it...... However, I would like to know your understanding of cultivation. ”

What is your understanding of cultivation?

What about the Sea of Power?

Joe remembered the roaring 'Thor' cannon last night, and the scene when he was a young man, visiting the workshop of the Tulun Port Artillery Foundry.

The red-hot copper water poured into the mold, the red sparks splashed wildly, and the freshly cast cannon was red all over, exuding a suffocating sense of power and art.

"The Sea of Power, it's a cannon." Qiao wiped the sweat on his body and walked towards the door of the cultivation room: "The process of cultivation is to make the caliber of this cannon thicker and thicker, the barrel longer and longer, and change from a field cannon to a Thor's giant cannon. ”

"After being cast into a cannon, the blood and gas that we retain is the propellant. Our bodies are cannonballs. ”

"Caliber is truth, range is justice."

"Coarser, longer, harder, that's the true meaning of cultivation and fighting!"

Laprahi coughed violently, a description that was very good and very much in line with Joe's style. He muttered in a low voice, "O shallow, the wisdom of the ignorant." ”

Joe opened the heavy stone door of the cultivation room, as if he hadn't heard Laprahi's words: "What did you say, what about the gift for me?" What is the little trouble with my cultivation? ”

Laprahi ......

Then, in the next moment, Qiao saw a square transparent light curtain, on which were written a few lines of flowing flowers, and the handwriting was a bewitching crimson, just like the crimson of the three-round six-pointed star magic array in Wu Tie's eyes.

*

Exists: Joe Jung Ritu

Supernatural: Crimson

Patronage: Laprahi the wise All-Knower, Mutheste, the hypocritical Lord of Cinnamon, Heringel, the sinister King of Hydra, Helmato, the daughter of greedy traders, and the Lord of the Forbidden Sword

Disregard: Mu, the two-sided Lord of Golden Oaks

Evil thoughts: The chaotic corrosive spirit Laka, the chaotic killing obsession Tuxi, and the cowardly highland wolf king Wall

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

*

Qiao quietly looked at the light curtain that suddenly appeared.

These names inexplicably brought great pressure to Joe.

Laprahi squeaked, squeaked and shrieked: "My little gift, look, at a glance." Favorers, with kindness to you, pay the price, and you can get their help. Ignore him, and he will ignore you. Malicious ones, when given the opportunity, they will do their best to strangle you. ”

Joe grimaced as he looked at the name behind the 'ignore' column.

"If I'm not mistaken, Hesse donates many, many shiny gold marks to St. Hilde's Cathedral every year."

Laplasi laughed even faster: "But, he ignores you, the world is so cruel, you, your family, have paid for your faith and paid a high amount of worship, but the one who is high above is still qualified to ignore you." ”

"So, he's a complete jerk. In comparison, his sister is much better than him. ”

Laprahi stretched out his voice and laughed sharply, "Life is long, dear Joe, you will suffer more blows in the future." You'll find out what a bastard world it is! ”

Joe licked his lips and walked out of the cultivation room.

In his heart, he was already full of resentment towards the Supreme and Only Being.

Thinking of the golden marks that Hesse made to St. Hilde's Cathedral every year, Joe felt his heart ache.

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

He was even angry with that great being.

"How, then, can I get help from you, one of my Favourers, the wise and all-knowing Laprahi?" Jo remembered Laplasie's words, and he was so traumatized that he wanted to find a little solace.

"Pay the price!"

"At what cost?"

"Oh, it's in your human society, with a trace of your obsession, faith, good thoughts, and evil thoughts, which can call the wind and rain, almost omnipotent, can make chastity-martyr-woman become-woman-***, can make heroes and heroes become scoundrels, can benefit the world, and can also cause chaos in the world, just a little insignificant 'general equivalent'."

"Is it okay to talk to people?"

"Money!" Laplasi spewed out a word cleanly: "Knowledge is priceless, but I, as the All-Knowing, with me, knowledge can be measured in money!" ”

"All knowledge, including how to speed up your cultivation and how to achieve perfect cultivation results." Laprahi smiled softly: "You see, according to my calculations, according to your cultivation results last night, it will take you nearly twenty years to complete the cultivation of the Sea of Power normally?" ”

"And if you want to complete the perfect state of the power sea cultivation, oh, that's really a long process."

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

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

"Three power potions, three power potions, each power potion is equivalent to the blood qi obtained by ordinary people eating and drinking for more than ten days. Enough for ordinary people to increase the forging progress of the Sea of Power to 1%, 2%, 3% or even higher, and you ...... Oh, what a happy tragedy! ”

"Crimson makes you extraordinarily talented, and extraordinary talent makes it almost impossible for you to grow."

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

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

Laprahi's words were like a slap in the face, making Joe a little dizzy.

Because the talent is too good, the mold for casting the cannon by yourself is too huge?

Joe understands the problem perfectly well - cost, resources, efficiency......

He pondered the question in pain, his eyes straightened, and he followed his instinct towards the main building of the Wattol. Familiarly walking into the small family restaurant on the first floor, Joe sat down in his usual dining seat.

After a night of cultivation, Joe came to the restaurant too early.

At breakfast, in the small dining room dedicated to Joe's family's daily use, only Hesse sat at a long table, reading the newspaper and munching on smoked sausages.

Seeing Joe, Hesse coughed: "Joe, I think it's a sin to waste time at home. I was wrong, I shouldn't have given you that half a month of sick leave, it was an escape, I almost made you a deserter! ”

Putting down the smoked sausage in his hand, wiping his greasy fingers with a napkin, Hesse said in a deep voice: "So, there is a special investigation team, and your director named you to participate, and I agreed." ”

"For the peace of Tulun Harbor, for the sake of the dead citizens, for the sake of your fallen comrades."

"Joe, work hard. Dig up all the damn guys! ”

Hesse's righteous violence slapped the table.

Joe took a deep breath and struggled to suppress the inexplicable anger in his heart. Very good, Hesse's decision, he liked it.

Tifa, dressed in her pajamas, floated into the dining room as if sleepwalking.

Leah grabbed the comb, hairpin, and headband, like Tifa's shadow, and followed Tifa in, and as she went, she quickly tamed the long hair on Tifa's head like a hundred or so reeds, and braided her with a big shiny braid.

Tifa grabbed the milk jug in front of him expressionlessly, turned his back, opened his mouth, and with a 'coo' sound, a liter of milk disappeared.

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

The wind swept away like a cloud, and the expressionless Tifa continued to kill a pound of smoked rabbit meat, two pounds of bacon, and five pounds of white bread with an astonishing speed, patted his belly with satisfaction, and then Ji Lingling shuddered, and suddenly came to his senses.

'Ah~~~'!

An earth-shattering scream rang out, and Tifa grabbed the sterling silver dinner plate in front of her and slapped it head-on on the face of Joe, who was sitting across from her, with an innocent face.

Joe!! Did you fall into the toilet? The wicked man of Tifa sued first, roaring angrily.