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..... He crossed the Douluo Continent and became Ning Rongrong's brother, four years earlier! Martial Soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, there is no system, what should I do? Ning Xiaotian said that he could only live by hugging his thighs! ..... Ning Fengzhi: I am your father, super rich! Chen Xin, Gu Rong: We are Super Douluo! Hu Liena: I am the Holy Maiden of Wuhun Temple! Qian Renxue: I am the future angel god! Dugu Yan: My grandfather has fairy grass! Bibi Dong: I am your mother-in-law! Ning Xiaotian: Long live the Spirit Hall! ..... Yu Xiaogang: Who is trolling me? Dai Mubai: My fiancee is gone! Still getting hit? Tang San: Xiao Wu disappeared? What about fairy grass? What about the Blue Silver Emperor? What about a good chance? ...... ---------------------------------------------------------- Just want review myself 1.if you ask what link i Will silent and why i'am upload this fanfic if i just can give link and don't do anything else i just give link for next chapter and be lazy to update 2.its not from mtl this from outside site , why always mtl , are you mtl worker so you promo on this content ??? 3. i'am using translate from PC so what if you don't like this translate then don't read i'am not force you to read,and you can't force me,you dont pay me (and vote just to motivate to update not to pay ) 4.and of you want complaine my translate why not you translate funfic who have good story' so i Will critic you

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Xuantian Treasure Record

The cold mountain wind passed through the forest, and the dead branches rubbed the miscellaneous leaves and let out a mournful whine.

Behind the vigorous pines and cypresses, Ning Xiaotian sat cross-legged, his belly and back tall and straight, and he was still far from the scaly crisp bark.

The sun has not yet risen, but the veil of the night has been slowly lifted by an inexplicable force, and the far east begins to gradually brighten.

"Tatta...click..."

The crisp footsteps were mixed with the sound of dead leaves crushing.

Is it finally here?

Ning Xiaotian opened his eyes slowly, his body still as still as loose, he knew very well that Tang San would absorb the purple energy to condense the purple magic eye when the east turned white, and then enter the meditation to practice the Xuan Tian Gong.

At that time, it was the best time for him to shoot.

...

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and a touch of white fish maw rises in the far east.

Tang San sat cross-legged on the boulder, his eyes fixed on Dongfang's bright light, he slowly exhaled from his nose, and then slowly exhaled from his mouth. Between his rhythmic breathing, a faint mist was swallowed in front of his eyes.

After a while, he slowly closed his eyes again, and exhaled a long breath at the same time.

After that, his breathing gradually became even, and a faint mist slowly spit out of his mouth, and then slowly dissipated...

After a while, a faint silver brilliance came from not far away, and gently touched the back of Tang San's head, followed by His body trembled slightly, but he regained his composure again.

Among the not wide peaks, he could only hear the rustling of the mountain wind.

...

Ning Xiaotian stood on tiptoe, walked out from behind the pine and cypress, and then went straight behind Tang San.

"Success..."

Looking at Tang San who was sitting still, Ning Xiaotian also took a deep breath, under the suppression of the spirit bone skill's 30% mental power weakening, plus the mental power gap like a gulf, today's Tang San couldn't break free from the fantasy space at all.

Now Tang San is still in the state of meditation, and the surrounding noise will be blocked, similar to the epiphany in martial arts novels, maybe Tang San thinks so too, he is happy!

"Maybe I can develop the ability to assist cultivation in this fantasy space..."

Ning Xiaotian touched his chin, then shook his head, temporarily dispelling this thought, closed his eyes, and concentrated.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already "possessed" on Tang San, and the surroundings were empty.

It seems that Tang San has indeed entered a state of deep meditation... Ning Xiaotian squinted his eyes, hurriedly activated his soul power, and whispered the words "Xuantian Treasure Record" in his mouth.

His dream space skills can't read the memory directly, he can only use mental power to suppress and suggest, so that Tang San subconsciously remembers the memory picture about Xuantian Treasure Record, and then he deepens the suggestion for the part that needs to be read, and asks Tang San San was immersed in it, while he spied on it from Tang San's perspective.

Sure enough, following Ning Xiaotian's murmur, Tang San suddenly thought of something, and the surrounding space began to appear one after another where he stole the Xuantian Treasure Record, read the Xuantian Treasure Record, cultivated the Xuantian Gong, and made and researched hidden weapons. Scenes.

These scenes flickered around Tang San like countless slideshows.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaotian murmured again:

"Reading Xuantian Treasure Records..."

Tang San frowned slightly, then gradually calmed down, his expression became focused, and the surrounding scenes also changed rapidly.

Inside the dilapidated hut, there was a wooden bed, a waist-length table, crumpled paper, and countless odd-shaped iron parts scattered on it, and a warm yellow oil lamp flickered and flickered.

Tang San sits in front of the long table, stretches out his right hand, and pushes all the messy papers on the table to one side with a horizontal push, then carefully pulls open the collar on his chest, and takes out a scroll with black iron as the rod from inside.

It seems to be made of the skin of an unknown animal, mixed with yellow and simple, and a column of long white square bars is embedded vertically on the waist axis, with the four characters of "Xuantian Baolu" in ink on it.

Placing the scroll flat on the long table, Tang San carefully pulled it apart with trembling fingers. The first thing that caught his eye was Long Feifengwu's ink and wash writing "Xuantian Baolu·General Principles", followed by Xuan Tian Gong, Xuan Yu Hand, Ghost Shadow Fan, Purple Demon Eye...

Tang San's expression is extremely focused, his eyes are bright, he presses the scroll with one hand, and slides his fingertips along the text. Open a new chapter.

"???"

Ning Xiaotian's mentality exploded. Most of the exercises recorded in Xuantian Treasure Records are written records, coupled with meridian wandering diagrams, with his mental power, reading text can almost be described by one eye and ten lines, and one can never forget it. .

As for the meridian annotation, when he practiced distraction control, he had already memorized the distribution of the human body's meridians thoroughly.

Although the expressions of the two worlds were quite different, by comparing them one by one, the differences were quickly straightened out.

Tang San's reading was too meticulous, and this meticulousness highlighted a slow word in Ning Xiaotian's eyes, which made him fall into the pain of waiting every second, and even doubted whether he could persevere until Tang San with his own mental power. Finished reading Xuantian Baolu.

Because this was Tang San's memory, he couldn't speed up the process.

Helpless, Ning Xiaotian had no choice but to give up the thought of rote memorizing quickly before returning to the sect and then slowly study it.

Stabilizing his mind, he began to immerse himself in understanding the essentials of the exercises, and at the same time felt Tang San's current state of cultivating Xuan Tian Gong.

"It's no wonder that all the exercises such as Xuan Tian Gong, Xuan Yu Shou, Zi Ji Demon Eye, etc. must be cultivated to the peak, and one must have extremely high attainments in the use of the opponent's throwing hidden weapons

...

The basic requirements are too high."

"This is a step-by-step cultivation system, practicing exercises, making hand throwing hidden weapons, practicing hand throwing, and then advanced techniques..."

Tang San shook his head and sighed:

"The difference between the inner door and the outer door is too great. Now, if I hadn't obtained the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, I might never have been able to come into contact with such subtle techniques in my life."

The biggest difference between Tangmen's inner sect and its outer sect is the use of hidden weapons. The inner door is the real technique.

After learning the subtle techniques, you can even abandon the use of poison, because it is not used at all.

"Even the outer sect practice method I practiced before seems to be incomplete now, hehe..."

Tang San laughed miserably, his face complicated, and continued to read the Xuantian Treasure Record.

"The hidden weapons of the machine expansion type recorded in the Xuantian Treasure Record,

I have already been able to make them proficiently...

The only thing worthy of my attention is the top three peacock feathers, rainstorm pear flower needles, and Buddha's anger Tanglian."

Thinking of this , Tang San's eyes were full of light, he hurriedly retracted and pushed, and quickly flipped the scroll to read the follow-up records of Daojiquan.

"!!!Tang San, damn..."

Ning Xiaotian gritted his teeth and sprayed directly.

According to the records of Xuantian Baolu, learning hand-throwing hidden weapons is not only the basis for learning techniques and hidden weapons, but also for making machines. The basis of dark weapons.

Because the contents of hand-throwing hidden weapons record the manufacturing methods of various needle-type hidden weapons, and many machine-expanding types teach people to make machine-expanding devices that can launch these needles, such as rainstorm pear flower needles and peacock feathers. ..

But

if you don't learn the manufacturing method of the machine expansion device that ranks at the bottom of the machine class step by step, you want to make the first few machine class hidden weapons. It's a fool's dream.

For example, now, Ning Xiaotian can't even read it...

Parts There are too many. Since he skipped the manufacturing methods of hidden weapons, which were ranked at the bottom of the list,

in the follow-up records, many parts were not marked with how to make them, so he was stunned.