September 2, early morning.

All the guests had left with great pleasure. The grass in front of the main building of the Weitu family was in a mess. The waiters and maids were trying to clean up the banquet venue.

Put away the tents and tables and chairs, check out tableware and wine utensils, baskets of empty wine bottles were transported away by convertible carriages, and the food residues like hills were quickly cleaned up.

The lawns that were trampled into a mess, or dyed with greasy and food soup, were lifted up by workers with shovels, and the turfs would also be transported away. The fresh turfs transported from the farm outside the city overnight have arrived at the gate and are just waiting to be laid. At dawn, there is another fresh, bright and neat green in front of the main building.

Weima, who was crazy, was already in a bad mood a few hours ago and was thrown back to her bedroom.

In the hall of the main building of the Weitu family, gifts are piled up like mountains. A group of old people from the Weitu family lightly check the gifts according to the gift list, and then disassemble the gift boxes, and sort them out according to the value of the gifts, or send them to the family treasure house for collection, or place them in public areas for people to appreciate.

Si Gengsi held a thick account book and carefully recorded the life of the gift giver last night, the name and general characteristics of the gift, and the market valuation of the gift.

Who is the gift presenter? Are you close or distant from the Vitu family? What is the value of the gift you give? Is it high or low? Is it a common item on the market? Or a carefully prepared rare treasure.

From this information, a lot of useful information can be sorted out. Si Gengsi is quite experienced in this and is even more cautious and serious when recording information.

On the third floor of the main building of the Vitu family, in the large study of Hessen, Hessen, Leah, Tifa, and Joe gathered together, and the four of them took a breath almost at the same time.

"Ah, my waist!" Lea opened her arms, leaned back unimportantly, and spread it directly on the sofa. She hummed weakly: "Although my best friends made me happy yesterday, I was so tired. Hohoho... Tifa, what you see, what you hear, you can feel their envy, and jealousy... Hohohoho!"

Tifa sat cross-legged on the sofa, like a sled dog on the edge of madness, staring at Joe fiercely.

More than ten days ago, Qiao opened the sea of ​​strength and gave Tifa a heavy blow when he first tested his physical strength.

Yesterday, Tifa seemed to be struck by a thunderstorm for a night, and she was still a little confused and dizzy.

Qiao's physical strength actually...

With his hands constantly rubbing the small gavel hanging around his waist, Tifa wanted to break something at this moment.

Liya was still humming intoxicatedly: "They all want to give their daughter to Joe, but... it's not that easy... hoho, it's not so easy... they looked down on Joe before. They said a lot of harsh words in front of me, and I remember them all in my heart, and I remember them all in my heart..."

"Haha, now I find that my baby Joe is a real baby. Now they want to get together to take advantage of it? Hohoho, it's not that easy, it's not so easy!"

"Tifah, bring the wine. Mom is happy today and wants to have a drink!" Lea suddenly sat up straight and waved to Tifa, who was depressed.

Tifa jumped up and ran to the wine cabinet that occupied a wall of the study. He chose a bottle of the oldest and highest-degree white wine from the Lucian Empire, the "Fourth of Life".

‘Hahaha’, Liya held the wine glass, sipped the wine in small sips, and looked at Qiao with a silly smile.

‘Hmph’, Tifa held the wine glass, drank the wine in big mouthfuls, staring at Joe hard.

Joe looked at Leah and Tifa and felt his scalp numb. He quickly looked at Hesen, who was sitting beside him and sucking mist: "Dear Mr. Hesen, didn't you say that after my coming-of-age ceremony, would you give me a small gift?"

"Of course, a small gift."

Heisen hummed, like a lazy old bear, swaying its strong body and slowly stood up.

He walked to a row of bookshelfs in the study, pulled out several unrelated books far apart from the bookshelf, and pushed them hard. With the harsh "rattle" sound, the thick, made of metal, and painted with wood grain on the outside slowly slid open.

Qiao covered his ears with both hands and looked at the slowly sliding open bookshelf helplessly.

Hesen seems to be rough, but in fact he is extremely cautious. In the main house of Vitu family, the mechanisms he designed will make such harsh sounds that can make far away.

The anti-theft measures are first-class, but it is too harsh every time you turn it on.

Behind the bookshelf is a room with heavy metal plates on it, with huge rivets on it. The cabinet doors of thick mountain shield safes are embedded on the walls, making them dull and give people a sense of tranquility.

Hesen stood in front of a smallest cabinet door, turned the turntable, entered the thirty-two-digit password, and then pulled the guard on the cabinet door. A dull sound of friction from the small cabinet door was heard. The sound of mechanical hull rang for half a minute, and Hesen opened the cabinet door.

‘Dong’.

A bottle of fist-sized potion was gently placed in front of Joe by Hessen.

The exquisite potion bottle is carved with natural blue crystals. In the half-finger thick bottle, it is black, pure, clear, and quiet like the potion of the night.

Qiao carefully picked up the potion and looked at the large crystal chandelier on the roof.

In the black potion, a wonderful creature with extremely graceful movements was clearly seen flying.

When a small flying insect dances, it can actually make people feel a deep beauty and elegance, making people feel inexplicably peaceful and quiet.

Even, watching the wonderful creature dancing in the potion, Qiao inexplicably felt a strong throbbing of life.

"What is this?" Qiao held the potion bottle tightly, and he felt the extraordinaryness of the potion.

Qiao has seen basic strength potions and improved primary strength potions. Those two kinds of potions are ordinary potions. And the bottle of potions in his hand is alive!

Leah and Tifa were still drinking in a small sip, a large sip, but their eyes were all focused on Joe.

"Abyss mayfly potion."

Hesen stood in front of Joe, with his hands behind his back, looking down at Joe sitting on the sofa.

"A true extraordinary potion can make people quickly step into extraordinary mysterious medicine."

"It is a blueprint, a template, a shortcut in countless ways of cultivation, a lighthouse in infinite darkness, guiding us to obtain the strongest extraordinary power with the fastest speed and highest efficiency."

"Opening the sea of ​​power is a warrior; opening the sea of ​​energy is a knight; opening the sea of ​​spirit is a master; after opening the three seas, opening any of the seven veins and communicating endlessly, it is to officially set foot in the extraordinary!"

"This is the most orthodox practice method of the Three Seas and Seven Veins. After communicating with the Dikra Sea, we absorb the infinite power of Dikra using the breathing method and truly cast the Three Seas and Seven Veins into shape with the breathing method. This is the process of turning from a mortal into a non-human."

"If cultivation is to build a house, then relying solely on breathing practice is to give you a foundation and tell you the future shape and function of the house. You try step by step, collect materials, carve materials, and pile up materials."

"You have to consider the height of the house, you have to design the size of the room, you have to conceive the spatial structure, relationships, construction process of each room and the next room, and you have to consider whether the foundation you have can withstand the buildings you build, etc."

"In the process, if you are not careful or make a mistake, it is like a small termite nest emerging from a dam that is ten thousand feet long. In the future, the entire dam may collapse completely."

"And this secret medicine, the extraordinary secret medicine, directly puts you in the most perfect architectural framework based on your physical condition and your original strength."

Hesen looked down at Joe and said in a deep voice: "The frame has been formed. In conjunction with the corresponding breathing method, the collected Dirac power naturally generates the most perfect attribute combination. As long as you keep filling the frame with materials, you will naturally have a perfect architectural structure."

"Safety and efficient can directly bring some strange power attributes." Hessen's nose was red and shining like a small light bulb under the light: "So, the primitive power that you have when opening up the sea of ​​power is so important. It was only yesterday that you would have shocked and jealousy from countless guests in the audience!"

Joe listened to Hesen's explanation, holding the abyss mayfly potion in his hand tightly and asked, "Singular power attributes? Just like the strange power that Major General Doron and others have?"

Hesen smiled: "Yes, it is the strange power they have."

Riya, who had a red face, smiled and said, "The Great Everglades Shadow Wolf is more like an assassin; the Abyss Flame Dragon is more like a berserker... These are two secret medicine sequences owned by the Empire."

"So, the abyss mayfly potion in my hand?" Qiao shook the bottle in his hand: "What sequence does it belong to? Shadow Wolf, or Flame Dragon?"

Joe recalled the scene where five major generals of the Imperial Army teamed up to fight Longineus at the Golden Anchor Club department.

The three major generals blurred their bodies and turned into shadows to siege.

The two major generals blew fire all over their bodies, and the flames burned all over their clothes and shouted fiercely.

"The sequence of the potions in your hand is higher than theirs." Hesen pursed his lips.

Qiao's pupils condensed, and he looked at Hesen: "Then, the breathing method I practiced must not be the basic breathing method of the Imperial Army?"

"Ah, of course, the sequence is higher than them!" Hesen shrugged and said calmly: "Aren't we afraid that you are young and yelling outside?"

"Contraband?" Qiao stood up.

"Absolutely contraband, you cannot let outsiders know about a word contraband, you can only get a lot of money!" Hesen looked at Qiao very seriously: "Even the name of the medicine in your hand, you cannot reveal a word contraband."

"So, you guys? And Tifa, Weima?" Jo looked at Tifa, who was already a little drunk.

"We all have it, and they are definitely contraband." Hesen grinned.

"I like contraband!" Qiao shook his head, and he looked at Hesen: "I haven't opened up the spiritual sea yet, can I take it?"

"Even mortals who have never practiced can take it." Hesen smiled and said, "There is no conflict between potions and self-cultivation. There are many people who are eager for success or profit, or... who are 'fed', and they will take extraordinary potions continuously in a short period of time."

Hesen said to Joe in an encouraging tone: "Try it, try it, words are just false, practice is true."

Qiao nodded, pulled out the potion bottle plug, and poured the potion into his mouth in one mouthful.

A faint cool air spread in the body.

A layer of black mist gradually spread in front of me, and a quiet dark aura gently wrapped Joe.

An unprecedented feeling of sleepiness came, and Qiao yawned, fell heavily on the sofa, and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!