737 [drain a glass of wine and have sex with Brother Jun; The monarch's mother is my mother, and the king's enmity is my enmity. 】

Zhang Guangmu took a copy of "The End of the Olympian Gods" and turned a page casually.

The book ......

Just by looking at the name, you know that it can never be a local product of the Xuanyan Realm.

In fact, it and tens of thousands of other books are all otherworldly books sent by Bai Yue and Golden Neck, which record all kinds of strange things.

"Although the [Heavenly Transit Station] is a cheating father, and he will wipe out the [Boundary Crossing Person] who does things for it at every turn, his ability is really good......

Zhang Guangmu pretended to sigh with emotion: "It is obviously a language from different civilizations and races, but it can retain the original meaning and translate it into the words of the Xuanyan Realm in its original form. ”

"Even if I want to do such a perfect translation, it takes a lot of effort to do it."

Zhang Guangmu's attention was slightly concentrated, so the words in the book began to gradually change form in his field of vision.

The text lines are disassembled and reassembled, and transformed into new images and messages.

In front of Zhang Guangmu's eyes, a page with a shimmering red light appeared.

After a while, the crimson light gradually coalesced into a single point, turning into a usable ability point.

When the light dissipated, Zhang Guangmu also saw the content of the painting on the page.

——The arrogant and conceited evil leader Long Hong floated in the air, his body fused with Haori, and there was a sword wheel composed of countless spirit swords suspended behind him, the shape was the same as those immortals and Buddhas in myths and legends, but his expression was a little distorted, as if he was surprised and painful.

And before Long Hong, a fairy with a flawless appearance and temperament was standing with a knife, she was combing her Lingyun bun, with a plum blossom hairpin obliquely inserted on the top of her head, and the gold hundred butterflies on her body were in tatters and tatters by the sword light, and her body was bruised, and the cloud smoke and phoenix wing satin shoes on her feet were also soaked in blood, but because of this, there was a little more fireworks and human qi, which made people feel distressed to watch.

Behind this fairy, the three old figures were condensing and manifesting.

"Long Hong can do it! It's all cruel! ”

Zhang Guangmu looked at the bloodstained fairy in the picture scroll, his heart was as hard as him, and he felt a little bit of pity, if he and that fairy were enemies, I am afraid that they would have to go through a thousandth of a second of thinking and hesitation before they decided to die.

From this point of view, the evil leader Long Hong is indeed a person with a strong mind, and he is not swayed by beauty in the slightest.

Well?

The fairy in the famous scene is himself?

That's fine.

Zhang Guangmu shook his head and decided to name this famous scene [Shaking People Picture Scroll].

Easy to understand and on topic, there's no better name than that!

At this time, a string of text annotations also appeared on the scroll.

[Drain your blood and drink a glass of wine, and have sex with Brother Jun; The monarch's mother is my mother, and the king's enmity is my enmity. 】

Seeing this, Zhang Guangmu almost laughed out loud.

From this point of view, the brain circuits of Brother Shu and his own are really similar.

Liang Qichao's two poems are easy to understand, and anyone who has received nine years of compulsory education can understand the meaning.

This approval is obviously written from the perspective of the three elders of the Taiqing Dynasty, but they are elders anyway, and there is obviously a more suitable poem here.

However, considering Brother Shu's urine, it seems that Brother Shu is also expressing his appreciation for himself in this way.

Calm and sanity are the two invisible weapons of the transcendent!

It's good that I have no head and I have to fight with Long Hong, and I know the beauty of shaking people.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be the one who gets the bento at this time.

Even if you can complete the leapfrog challenge and successfully kill Long Hong alone, what then?

Fighting wits and courage, seeing the moves, spending a lot of energy, not to mention, maybe it will leave irreversible damage, and even because of the overstepping of the ranks, it will kill a character like Long Hong, which will attract more targets from the civilization control group.

The arrival of a usable ability point made Zhang Guangmu feel happy, his thoughts were clear, and he even felt that the operation of divine power and mana became more mellow.

The points from the last time were added to the [Pilot], and the [Pilot] did not disappoint himself.

"The Great Fission Technique" is very useful, after breaking through to the realm of the Eight Grades of Shinto and becoming the first echelon of combat power on the bright side of the Xuanyan Realm, he does not need to spend a lot of time and energy to consolidate the realm and adapt to changes like other monks, almost instantaneously, he adapts to the current realm.

This time, looking at the freshly baked available ability points, Zhang Guangmu was a little entangled.

[Imperial Body Forging Technique] can be ruled out, as long as he is in the process of cultivation, he can take a little bit of energy to push it to a higher level.

[Knife Technique] and [Gun Shooting] are the same, first of all, it has a single purpose, which cannot be well adapted to the background of "Heavens", and it is ......

Since the completion of the primitive accumulation, his talent has been improved, especially this kind of combat ability, there is always a feeling that he can immediately reach a higher level with a little practice.

As for the other skills......

Whether it's [control], [acting] or [painting], they are all quite good, and they will be of great benefit to their next plans.

Zhang Guangmu sat lazily cross-legged on the futon, his elbows fell on his knees, and he lazily flipped through the book "The End of the Olympian Gods".

With the help of these books from other worlds, Zhang Guangmu could open his mouth and close his mouth like a traverser, saying something that a native of the Xuanyan Realm could not say in his lifetime.

After finishing the book at a glance and ten lines, Zhang Guangmu closed the book, put his hand on the side of his knees, and beckoned, so the mana swept and wrapped the warm plush ball in front of him.

Zhang Guangmu said leisurely while petting the cat: "Although my cultivation talent is mediocre, my wisdom is enough to make up for many shortcomings. ”

Zhang Guangmu was completely thinking of where to say.

Even so, the number of small white dumplings that have come together is gradually increasing.

Usually he is in the cave mansion, he is distracted, engrossed in retreat and cultivation, and regularly feeds cats and cats, compared with other strugglers in the world of "Heavens", there is obviously less excitement, and only a few good-looking parties and hardcore fans will follow Zhang Guangmu like a shadow.

Now, as soon as Zhang Guangmu opened his mouth, many little white dumplings realized that this person was going to start making trouble!

Zhang Guangmu seems to be sharing his mental journey with moon cakes, but it is more like saying to himself: "In my life, no matter what I do, as long as I want to, I will definitely be able to do it." ”

"Days like this always feel too dull and boring."

Zhang Guangmu has never been so grateful to himself as he is now, and he was willing to add his available ability points to [acting] before.

The strength of [Acting 6] is that even Zhang Guangmu himself felt that what he said next was a bit pretentious and moaning, but after his words came out, the ubiquitous little white dumplings gave good feedback, and even a little excited.

The corners of Zhang Guangmu's lips rose, outlining a self-deprecating smile, and in his clear and clean eyes, there was a ghostly light: "I can instinctively endure this darkness - if, I have never seen the light." ”