RPG:The Divine Deconstructor

Entering the library, Jiang Ming's eyes brightened.

He didn't expect that his family had such a large collection of books. As long as he checked these books, he could have a deeper understanding of martial arts and the world, and there were many shortcuts to improve his strength.

Thinking of this, he picked up a book beside him and looked at it.

Because of his great mental strength, and his memory of every line of sight has not been reduced, so it took him only a few tens of seconds to turn over a book, and of course, the contents of it were put into his mind.

Seeing Jiang Ming reading so much, Yan Kuan was stunned and then shook his head with a wry smile and didn't say anything.

After all, if he turns to a book he doesn't like to read, he will turn it over quickly and ignore it.

After half an hour, Jiang Ming has already looked through all the books in a bookshelf. There are 1000 or 2000 copies.

After reciting the contents of these books, he sat on the ground with his knees crossed and began to sort out the contents.

Some of the useful ones are left behind, and the useless ones are filtered by him.

"Ah ~"

Yan Kuan, who had been following Jiang Ming, thought that Jiang Ming was just playing and didn't read carefully when he saw that Jiang Ming was just playing and didn't read carefully, which made him very disappointed. He no longer followed Jiang Ming and went to a chair beside the closed door of the library and sat down.

In fact, he didn't know that he had already memorized all the books that Jiang Ming had read before, and even could recite them backwards.

If he knew, he would be shocked beyond words.

After sitting for half an hour with his eyes closed, Jiang Ming stood up and continued to read the other bookshelves. Behind him, he was reading books faster and faster. He could finish a book in a few seconds and recite it at the same time.

It took him four or five hours to memorize all the books in the library.

It was only in the evening that he came out of the deep of the library and came to Yan Kuan's side.

"Young master, how many books have you read?" Yan Kuan looks at Jiang Ming with a smile.

"That's it." Jiang Ming smiles and asks Yan Kuan, "grandfather Yan, I have a few questions I don't understand. Can I ask your old man?"

Finished? what do you mean? Have you finished the whole library? I don't know where the young master is interested in reading books.

Yan Kuan doesn't think Jiang Ming really finished reading the library. He also thinks that Jiang Ming's next problems are just trivial.

"If you have any questions, young master." Although Jiang Ming was unable to practice and failed to awaken his martial spirit for three times, he was a good man and very polite, so he was loved by some elders of the Jiang family. Yan Kuan was one of them.

"According to the book, everyone has a chance to awaken a martial spirit when he is born. But I saw from a book that there are two martial spirits in it. Is the warrior with double spirits very powerful?" Jiang Ming asked Yan Kuan.

"Er..."

Yan Kuan didn't expect Jiang Ming to really read. He remembered that the book was placed in a very remote place. In the book, there was only a simple mention of double martial spirits. Unexpectedly, the young master in front of him noticed it and asked a question he didn't know.

"It is true that there are two martial spirits. It is only a matter of medieval times." Yan Kuan continued, "a warrior with two martial spirits will have two innate abilities. Once they grow up, their strength will be naturally strong."

"The martial spirit is divided into four levels: the heaven and the earth are dark and yellow. According to the book, there are several levels of martial spirits. How can we awaken a higher level of martial spirit, grandfather Yan?" Jiang Ming asked again.

"This It depends on one's talent. The higher the talent is, the higher the level of awakening spirit will be. "

"That warrior soul..."

Next, Jiang Ming asked many questions. Yan Kuan's face turned red and white, and a lot of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Because, he found that Jiang Ming's next question became very abstruse, and even he didn't know how to answer it.

But fortunately, Jiang Ming inquired for a while, but couldn't get the answer. Finally, he left. Yan Kuan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Did you really read all the books in this book? If this is the case, the young master's memory is really terrible. " Yan Kuan looked at the distant dwarf figure and wiped a sweat path.

……

Walking on the way back, Jiang Ming bowed his head and pondered.

Previously, he didn't embarrass Yan Kuan because he just wanted to know more about the martial spirit.

Because tomorrow he's going to wake up.

Wu Hun is a measure of the talent of a warrior. The stronger the spirit is, the more powerful the talent will be, and the stronger the strength will be.

From the book, combined with his summary, Wu soul should be divided into nine levels: Yellow level, di level, Xuan level, Tian level, Shen level, Sheng level, chaotic level, hunxu level and Hun Di level.

"I remember that there is a Wuhun tree on the seventh floor of Chaos Tower. There are all kinds of martial spirits on it. If only I could enter the Chaos Tower, I could find the most powerful martial spirit fusion." Jiang Ming couldn't help thinking.He knew that there were only the first four levels of martial spirits in the world, and only a few of them possessed divine level spirits.

As long as he gets a saint level martial spirit, his future talent is not comparable to anyone else.

However, he can't open the tower of chaos at all. He can only awaken by his own talent.

"Go back first. I hope the martial spirit will wake up tomorrow. Don't let me down too much."

Jiang Ming runs to his residence, but after a few steps, he suddenly sees a dark shadow flying quickly from the air towards the kitchen.

If it wasn't for his mental strength, he couldn't find out.

See this, he cautiously followed up, came to the kitchen, Jiangjia kitchen near the lurking up.

I saw that the shadow came to the roof of the kitchen, and then from his arms did not know what to take out, finger flick, such things fly into the frying pot inside, the cook did not notice at all.

After seeing the shadow, he quickly left the kitchen roof and disappeared in the dark.

Seeing the shadow disappear, Jiang Ming runs towards the kitchen.

"Plums, vegetables!"

When he first came to the kitchen, the pot of passive food was being served outside.

"Wait a minute."

Seeing this, Jiang Ming gave a big drink and walked quickly towards the dish.

"Young master, it's you. How did you come to the kitchen? The food will be ready immediately and sent to the dining room later." The cook saw Jiang Ming run in. He was stunned and then said with a smile.

Jiang Ming ignored the cook. Instead, he reached into the pot, dipped his hand into the soup, smelled it, and then put it on his tongue to lick it.

At the next moment, his face changed greatly and his eyes showed anger.