Emperor's Palace

After saying that silently, Emperor Tian took out the broken medicine can, and eighteen sons immediately floated out.

"Old man, what should we do first? It's not the way to go on like this."

Emperor Tian really doesn't know what to do now. If the Dragon King doesn't promise to help him improve his strength, he won't be of any use except death.

Eighteen sons sat in the broken medicine can, drank a mouthful of wine, smacked his mouth and said, "tut tut. Good wine, good wine."

Seeing him like this, Emperor Tian knew he had no choice. Sighed and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Don't worry, that old man will certainly help you improve your cultivation. What are you worried about here?"

Hearing the speech, Emperor Tian turned his head, "how do you know he must grasp the promotion of cultivation?"

"It's not easy? He is now the Dragon King of the dragon family. What's your mood if you watch your brothers die one by one?" Shibazi began to explain to Emperor Tian.

As soon as the emperor's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on his face, "I see. I'm relieved. I'll be ready to improve my strength tomorrow. Ha ha, xuanhuang territory doesn't look very far away."

"I just don't know how they can help you improve. There are so many treasures of the dragon family. But I've really seen very few."

"Old man, have you ever heard of anything that can improve your strength?" emperor Tian now wants to know how the dragon clan can help you improve your accomplishments. If you really have this thing, it will set off a bloody storm outside.

Although his great reincarnation Dan is OK, it's better to take out less. In case someone has developed a Dan Fang, how can you fool yourself.

"Well... I haven't heard much about it. What's your hurry? You'll know tomorrow anyway. If you're really bored, I'll give you a move." the 18th son began to seduce the emperor.

Sure enough, Emperor Tian suddenly became interested and hurriedly asked, "tell me what move. Don't tell me it's cultivation. You know I can improve my cultivation tomorrow."

"No, how can it make you practice? Isn't that more boring?" Shibazi smiled mysteriously and then said, "you can come and massage me. In this way, if you have something to do, you won't be so boring."

Turning his head, he looked at the sun in the sky and said, "well, today's sun is dazzling. It seems that I want to enjoy it."

"Tut tut... Look at you, I'll make a joke with you and scare you like that."

"What do you mean scared? Did you just say something? Why didn't I hear it?"

Emperor Tian frowned and asked.

"NIMA..." I couldn't help but look at the White Emperor. "Didn't you rob a lot of babies? Now there's no one. Take it out and have a look."

Emperor Tian's eyes brightened, "yes, I almost forgot if you don't say it. It's all the old things that make me feel uneasy and forget such important things."

I saw a burst of golden light of the storage ring, and the skill pill equipment of Yidi appeared on the ground.

"Old man, I'll leave it to you for statistics. I'm a little tired. Go take a nap."

"Ouch," the 18th son wailed, "I drank a little too much today. Now I'm dizzy. I can't be dizzy. I'm going to have a rest."

However, Emperor Tian turned his head, "get together, get together." he was really afraid of eighteen sons. An old man played tricks with my own child. In his words, it belongs to disrespect for old people.

Eighteen sons stood up and fought a divine consciousness. The things on the ground are completely separated.

The pill is on the left, the equipment is on the right, and the skills are in the middle.

"Which way to start?"

After all was done, Shibazi looked at the things on the ground and kissed them.

Emperor Tian came to the pile of kung fu skills, "since we're here to find printing skills, let's start here now."

They made such a happy decision.

After a few hours, it was completely classified.

"Boy, how many printing skills do you have?"

"I have a total of eight printing skills here. How about you?"

Emperor Tian took out eight printing techniques, and the rest were received in the storage ring.

"I also have eight books here. The rest are martial arts or printing skills." I took out eight books and gave the rest to Emperor Tian.

"Take it here and let me have a look." then he took the eight printing skills in Shibazi's hand.

He sat on the ground and spread out sixteen books. Then he read them one by one.

"Vientiane skill, star product skill."

"Tongbao seal, xingpin skill."

"The ice immortal is determined, and the star product skill."

"The mysterious moon absorbs the Yin seal, and the moon tastes the skill."

After looking at it all the way, except for the skill of this month, the rest are all star products. Another exception is the skill of Japanese products.

Put all the rest away, picked up the daily skill, looked at the 18th son and asked, "old man, here is a daily skill. See what it is."

He took the skill from emperor Tian and looked at it carefully.

"Congenital seal, Japanese product skill" then looked back.

For a long time, I sighed. "It's useless. It's just an ordinary skill. Maybe the name sounds better, so it was picked up by the man."

"No? Is it really useless for you to look again?"

Shibazi reconfirmed and said, "I've read it twice. I've read it right now, and I've read it backwards. There's really no problem. This is just an ordinary Japanese printing technology."

"Sleeping trough, don't we make nothing?"

Emperor Tian took the congenital seal and returned it to the storage ring.

"Not all of them. At least there are pills and equipment in one place. It's dark now. We'd better put them away and have a look at them later."

Eighteen son yawned, indicating that he was a little sleepy.

Looking at the pills and equipment in one place, Emperor Tian lost interest and put them away.

"I think it's quite old. They should have the printing skills I want?"

Emperor Tian lay on the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky. He thought he was still trapped in the so-called Dragon Valley. He was in a bad mood.

"There should be, three people." then Shibazi lay on the broken medicine can. "Hoo Hoo!" a burst of snoring began.

Looking at the sleeping eighteen sons, Emperor Tian reluctantly returned to bed, took off his clothes, thought that he could improve his strength tomorrow, and then fell asleep slowly.