Gourd of Douluo

Mr. Li hurried away, passed through many checkpoints, and came to a solemn palace, which was the center of the "Royal Study Room".

The guard who sent the message came back, bowed to Mr. Li and said: "Master Li, your Majesty has invited you!"

"Um."

Mr. Li nodded and Long Xinghu stepped inside.

Striding across the threshold, Mr. Li lowered his head and knelt on the ground.

"See Your Majesty."

Mr. Li fell to the ground, showing great respect to the emperor sitting on the throne above.

This is not only awe of the imperial power, but also awe of the titled Douluo.

A clear voice came, "Supervisor Li, please get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mr. Li stood up, bowed slightly, and looked up at the middle-aged man in front of him who was holding the scroll.

Emperor Xingluo turned over the pages of the book unhurriedly, "Inspector Li should be entertaining Mubai's friends at this time. How come he has time to come to my place?"

Mr. Li did not dare to neglect and recounted the entire process of receiving Wang Xiaofeng.

"It's normal for young geniuses to be arrogant." Emperor Xingluo smiled noncommittally, "Opening up all the books to him, I would like to see what he can see from his face."

"I obey the decree."

"Is there anything else you want to report?"

"No, Wei Chen, please leave." Mr. Li bowed and exited the imperial study room in a wise manner.

The imperial study room became deserted again.

Emperor Xingluo put down the scroll in his hand, and among the memorials stacked randomly, he found a document on the resurgence of the cult written by Li Xiaofeng and Dai Mubai. Wang Xiaofeng was mentioned in it, and was followed by a thick set of character analysis and Psychological profiling.

The summary is: there is hope that the account will be banned within 50 years, and it is worth winning over.

"You can leave small things like deepening the relationship to Dai Mubai, but the Zhou family..."

Nidia was placed in a particularly prominent position in Wang Xiaofeng's network. In addition, there was also a report marked in red, which listed all the members of the Zhou family separately.

The Zhou family is an old soul master family with considerable connections and resources in the military, government and business. In recent years, with the rise of the younger generation, the Zhou family has also produced several pretty good young people, which has made many Zhou family members No longer satisfied, he secretly resold food in the name of disaster relief to expand and make money.

The Zhou family has both the economic strength in the business world and official influence, as well as a title-level patriarch, which can almost achieve winner-take-all.

Although Xingluo's military strength is stronger than that of Tiandou, its economic development is far inferior to that of Tiandou.

More than ten years ago, I originally wanted to use war to divert domestic conflicts, but unfortunately, I was forced to stop it by Wuhun Palace.

The economy has finally improved in the past few years, but unexpectedly, some people began to pick peaches eagerly.

It’s been so long since I took action, no one dared to stroke the tiger’s beard.

Looking at the shocking amount of money in the report, Emperor Xingluo tapped his fingers on the table several times, and a coldness flashed through his eyes.

...

The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was gradually getting darker.

There are no windows in this library, only the ever-changing light. It is difficult to detect the passage of time here.

"call."

Wang Xiaofeng put down a volume of books in his hand and let out a sigh of relief.

After being tortured by the fat man all night, and within a few hours, he read more than a thousand volumes of books and memorized them all. Even he was a little overwhelmed.

At this time, I feel dizzy and drowsy. When I close my eyes, I can still see the sky full of words flying in front of my eyes.

"Unfortunately, just memorizing it is still far from understanding and digesting it into one's own knowledge." Wang Xiaofeng stood up, his muscles and bones crackling all over his body.

Reading is very energy-consuming, and the efficiency of further reading is very low. It is better to regain your energy and come back again.

Wang Xiaofeng put the books in his hands back to their original positions and opened the door of the library. The guard who had been waiting for a long time walked up to him and saluted him, "Sir, do you want to go back to your residence now?"

"Yes."

"Please follow me."

Then the two of them walked outside the palace under the dim sky.

Only then did Wang Xiaofeng realize what Mr. Li meant by being able to come and go freely. As long as the patrolling soldiers and guards at each checkpoint showed their library cards, they would be allowed to pass with confidence.

The residence Dai Mubai prepared for Wang Xiaofeng was a mansion very close to the palace.

The first thing you see after entering is the extremely exquisite garden.

Among them, trees are abundant to provide shade from the scorching sun, and simple or elegant trees are planted for appreciation.

The entire garden is built on the water, with some five-color koi carps in it, and there are also lotus, water lilies and other aquatic plants in the pond.

The mansion also has a quiet room for practice, a huge study room, and a large martial arts arena...

At night, Wang Xiaofeng lay in the bathtub of more than 100 square meters and couldn't help but sigh, is this the life of the royal family?

It's so plain and boring.

In the following days, Wang Xiaofeng returned to a regular life that was almost the same as in Shrek Academy.

After 4 hours of deep sleep, I regained the energy consumed by reading during the day. It happened to be late at night, and I began to use the martial soul and moon fluid to absorb the moonlight and the aura of heaven and earth to improve my cultivation.

When the red sun first rose and the rooster crowed, he had breakfast with Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing.

Then I read in the library until sunset.

This kind of life in prison, like an ascetic monk, was transformed into a leisurely and natural life by Wang Xiaofeng, which made Dai Mubai call it outrageous.

One day, Wang Xiaofeng sat on a chair and read a book as usual.

A book is basically just flipped through, and it is reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness in a few breaths. It is incredibly fast, and the efficiency has improved a lot compared to when it first came.

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An old man in gray robe suddenly sat down opposite Wang Xiaofeng, "This little brother, you read very quickly."

"What's the matter, old sir?" Wang Xiaofeng said without raising his head, turning the pages of the ancient book in his hand quickly.

Although the South Pavilion does not prohibit noise, it is a place for reading after all, so everyone will try to avoid making noise. .

Fortunately, Wang Xiaofeng was reading in a deserted corner. As long as he didn't shout loudly, he wouldn't disturb others.

And this old man had been secretly observing him for several days.

"Little brother, although you read books very quickly, your efficiency is not high. I have a self-created soul skill that can increase your reading speed dozens of times. Are you interested?"

Wang Xiaofeng frowned, and with his mind spinning, the mental scan quietly came out, and then he felt unfathomable spiritual power from the old man.

"Little brother, it's not polite to use your mental power to detect others casually." The old man smiled slightly, and the fluctuations in mental detection were gently swayed aside.

What kind of mental skill is this?

Wang Xiaofeng's face straightened, he put down the book in his hand, cupped his hands and said, "I'm rude, I haven't asked the old gentleman for his surname."

"I'm just a person who likes reading. He's not well-known on the mainland, so I won't go into details. You haven't answered my question yet."

This is a royal place, and given his identity, there are actually many monitors behind the scenes, but they have adopted a tacit attitude towards this old gentleman.

No matter what the reason was, there seemed to be no harm in analyzing it. Even if he owed a favor, the worst he could do was push Dai Mubai out and let him repay it.

Moreover, the soul skills created by this old gentleman should, as expected, be related to the spirit.

Wang Xiaofeng stood up and bowed slightly, "Please teach me, sir."

The old gentleman bowed calmly and said, "I told you in advance so that you can be prepared. This soul skill I created is really just for reading books. It has no offensive power at all, and the threshold for entry is very high. , it requires a hundred times the mental strength of ordinary people. Even so, are you still willing to learn?"

If the efficiency of reading can be improved a hundred times, coupled with the acceleration of thinking in the mental space, then this is just a useless soul skill of little use to others, but to him it is a complete magical skill.

Wang Xiaofeng nodded without hesitation, "Of course."

"Very good, relax your mind and feel my spiritual power carefully." The old gentleman nodded with satisfaction.

He closed his eyes slightly, and the spiritual power surrounding his body suddenly fluctuated.

Wang Xiaofeng felt a soft spiritual force trying to pull his spirit. He did not resist according to the old man's wishes, and calmed down to carefully feel the changes in his spirit.

In terms of physical training, Zhao Wuji and others have given guidance, but in terms of spirit, Wang Xiaofeng has been completely wild these years, and he has relied entirely on himself to explore these years.

With the guidance of the old man, the way forward suddenly became clear.

Enlightenment suddenly arose in my heart.

There were four piles of half-person-high books stacked on the table. Suddenly, they all floated, covering the light. Under the surprised gazes of others, they moved without any wind and were quickly turned over.

It's like dozens of people are reading books at the same time, incredible.

Wang Xiaofeng closed his eyes and concentrated. He felt as if his mental power had turned into eyes. Suddenly there were hundreds of thousands of eyes on his body, reading the book together, and countless words scrolled quickly in front of his eyes.

At every moment, a steady stream of books are stored in the library of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The old gentleman is still humble. This is not a hundred-fold improvement in reading efficiency, but a thousand-fold improvement.

He had never thought that he could use his mental power to read like this, it was just a blinding thing for him.

Wang Xiaofeng even drew inferences from one example, and the books that had been read were placed back in their original places. Similarly, books that he had never read before would automatically fly from the bookshelf into the air and flip through quickly.

The two parties were mentally connected, and the old gentleman was naturally "seen" by Wang Xiaofeng's commotion.

The old gentleman opened his mouth, "You...this...I..."

Wang Xiaofeng opened his eyes, bowed respectfully and said thank you, "Thank you, old gentleman, for your advice."

The old gentleman waved his hand and said with some disinterest: "I have nothing more to teach you. You can continue reading."

Wang Xiaofeng nodded, and controlled the movement of turning the book as quietly as possible so as not to affect other people.

The old gentleman slowly walked out of the library. The moment the door closed, he suddenly laughed loudly. Passers-by looked sideways, wondering what the old curator was going crazy about.