One Piece: Flowing Blade-Like Flame

A book, not a brown stone, looks exactly like an ordinary book, and there is no title on it. Zhang Yang discovered it when he first took it out. The stone book Zhang Yang also saw it on the low mountain, and was not surprised, but Zhang Yang was about to turn over in his hand, only to find that this thing had no pages, it was a whole stone. Zhang Yang was still thinking about it for a while.

Zhang Yang is trying to look at the back of the stone. At this time, a huge and simple scroll was printed in his mind, and Zhang Yang was a great sense of magic. After a while, it became clear that this was the real book badminton gave him.

Publicity must control thoughts and spread the scrolls. Suddenly, I felt the power from the scroll. Zhang Yang uses the power of milk to finally roll a corner of the scroll to one side. Then, some pictures and paragraphs were reflected in Zhang Yang's eyes.

Alchemy, the storage bag, and a picture of the same bag he got, all with these words written on it. This is another painting. A man is talking about a decision. In front of him is a theodolite-like thing wrapped in a piece of land. Then there are some pictures and steps.

Zhang Yang was more and more surprised to see that the more fascinated he was, he would finish reading this corner in a while. (.) Zhang Yang has a great sense of incompleteness, so he used his mind to push more scrolls, but no matter how hard he tried, he did not move a half-centre scroll.

Zhang Yang is not discouraged now. Because he knows all this is because of his lack of ability. As long as he continues to practice, he will open all the scrolls sooner or later, and the record of using the symbol paper must be written at the end. After pulling the spirit out of the scroll. He put a few things.

Zhang Yang wanted to try to make storage bags, but did it for a long time. Even a line of energy recorded in the reel cannot be formed, let alone entangled in the network of theodolite and weft. Had to give up. Instead, keep practicing.

The wheel of time is always spinning. In a blink of an eye, three months passed. Zhang Yang has not left the house for these three months. Even Xiao Wan came to him and couldn't say a few words, so he was fired. During this period of time, the entire Po Peak fell into a strange atmosphere, and everyone felt much quieter than before, especially the female disciple. The fat woman Qingxia watched Zhang Yang practice seriously, but he was very happy recently.

In the past three months, Zhang Yang's spiritual practice has finally made some progress. His blue energy in the pubic area turned his entire pubic area into a sea of ​​blue fog. There is still a long way to go from the core of the soul. But this is also a huge improvement. Now he has made long-term improvements in speed, strength and perseverance.

"Dong" knocked on the door, interrupting Zhang Yang's practice. Zhang Yang opened the door, this is a euphemism for fat women and little girls.

"Mother, what are you doing here?" Zhang Yang asked, he didn't want to stop practicing for a while now.

"How are you?" the fat woman asked.

"It doesn't matter, it's better than before," Zhang Yang said casually, trying to send the two men away.

"In half a month, Wu Xingzong will hold a competition, and I will let you and Wan participate." Qingxia

"Mom, forget it. It's better to leave this opportunity to the disciples who have excellent qualifications at the peak." Zhang Yang is not interested at all. He is doing this now, it is just material that has been squashed by the sea. "No wonder you feel ashamed of yourself when you go."..