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Guang Chengzi thought very clearly, if he could do all these things, then the elder brother would be his reborn parents to him!

Sitting in the cave mansion, Zhao Gongming quickly opened the novel written by the elder brother.

The novel is called: "The King of Fighters."

Zhao Gongming was stunned when he saw the title of the novel.

"Brother, the level of naming this name really...needs to be improved!"

Then he pumped himself up again.

"Maybe the elder brother is just a nameless, and the content inside may be particularly exciting!"

Then he took a deep breath and opened the book of King of Fighters.

And with his reading of the King of Fighters.

Zhao Gongming's face also gradually turned livid.

Because he never thought that his previous expectations were too high.

Originally, he thought that since the elder brother could give him this novel, at least he should have a good level.

But what surprised him was that he had only read three pages, and his scalp started to tingle...

This kind of scalp numbness does not mean that the plot is too exciting.

On the contrary, it is because the plots written by the big brother are too old-fashioned.

So much so that Zhao Gongming couldn't stand it anymore!

"Brother's novel...is poisonous!"

"However, in order not to leave any regrets, I still have to finish reading this novel. What if he can really help me restore my dantian?"

Zhao Gongming made up his mind, first he closed his book and rested for a quarter of an hour.

Then I continued to open the novel and read it.

However, even though he had rested for a while, when he continued to immerse himself in these plots, he just felt nauseated.

Even though he rarely read novels before, he knew very well that the level of his senior brother was extremely poor.

However, even in such a difficult situation, Zhao Gongming just finished reading the novel written by the big brother in one go.

As for the method of repairing the dantian described in it, he has also seen it.

However, it was only three lines of text. After reading those three lines of text, Zhao Gongming didn't feel anything at all.

Not to mention mending his dantian, even his stomach was about to be injured.

He was really disgusted by this plot and vomited too many times.

Afterwards, he was still a little unwilling, so he re-read the senior brother's novel several times in a daze.

By the time ten days had passed, he had read the elder brother's novel a full ten times.

If there are any changes in him during this period, then the only change should be that his ability to tolerate the poisonous points in the novel has improved a lot.

Zhao Gongming closed the book, his face darkened.

"It seems that the opportunity mentioned by the senior brother does not exist..."

He sighed and thought to himself, I am afraid that his next path is doomed, and there should be no hope of turning around.

At this time, he also laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

"I'm really in a hurry to go to the doctor. I actually think that the novel written by the elder brother can also contain exercises?"

At this time, Zhao Gongming could also feel that from the direction of the elder brother's cave, there was always a faint aura paying attention to him.

He didn't need to think about it to know that it must be the elder brother's gaze.

Especially thinking of the other party's solemn instructions when the senior brother taught me the novel.

At this time, Zhao Gongming felt a little overwhelmed.

Because during these ten days, he did try various methods to prove that the novels written by the big brother had the same effect as those written by the ancestor of the teaching.

But he really had no choice but to hide anything useful for his own cultivation from this novel.

So after ten days of hard work, he finally gave up.

At this time, Taoist Duobao was finally impatient, he rushed out of his cave and went straight to Zhao Gongming's cave.

Originally, after three days passed, he thought that Zhao Gongming was getting better and better, maybe it would take a long time for news of a breakthrough to come.

But what he didn't expect was that ten days had passed, and Zhao Gongming's place was as calm as water.

"That's impossible! Could it be that the novels I wrote really don't have the ability to allow disciples to break through?"

"Then why can the guy who explained the teaching be able to do it?"

Daoist Duobao was full of doubts in his heart, he still refused to believe himself that the novel written with so much painstaking effort would be useless.

"By the way, it might be that after Zhao Gongming's dantian was broken, his talent also dropped to the lowest point!"

"It seems that I chose the wrong person again!"

"If I want to prove the ability of my novel, I still have to find the right Bole, otherwise all these guys will waste my hard work!"

Daoist Duobao, before he arrived at the scene, he had already thought up an excuse for his novel.

And when he arrived outside Zhao Gongming's cave, Zhao Gongming also walked out of the cave very quickly.

His card is holding the book King of Fighters written by himself.

Daoist Duobao's face was extremely gloomy.

Because he was just guessing before, but now after seeing Zhao Gongming's face, he knew that Zhao Gongming probably didn't realize anything from the novel.

What a waste of my trust in him, Taoist Duobao thought to himself.

"Eldest brother... Junior brother is incompetent..."

"Okay! Don't say any more, just give me the novel!"

Taoist Duobao directly raised his hand to stop Zhao Gongming from continuing to speak.

He didn't want to hear any more excuses from Zhao Gongming.

In short, he was convinced that his novel was absolutely fine.

He snatched the book King of Fighting from Zhao Gongming's hands, and then went straight to his cave.

After he returned to the cave home where he was in a state of despair, the novel fell on his desk.

Then he opened the novel by himself and read it.

He wanted to see if he wrote it himself, but it was really useless.

However, after looking through it, he didn't find any problems. Instead, he felt that the novel he wrote was too perfect.

"Let me just say...it must be the supernatural powers in the novel I wrote, which is too powerful, so that these guys have no qualifications at all, go and learn!"

Daoist Duobao said to himself.

However, he did not intend to give up his plan to continue searching for experimental products.

After all, there are many disciples in Jiejiao now.

He felt that these three novels were so excellent, among so many disciples, there was always someone who could learn something from them.

So he just stayed in his cave for a while before leaving again.

He started looking for new disciples to read his novels.