Tang Feng walked to the front of his shop, looked at the name "Tingyuxuan" on it and couldn't help but sigh a few times. He walked through the front hall to greet the shop's shop and then walked towards the inner room.

As soon as I walked through the corridor, I heard Tang Qian's crisp reading sound and the faint smell of sandalwood. I opened my sky eyes and watched a trace of noble aura rushing into the room from the air. I nodded with satisfaction. Just as I was about to walk past the door lightly, the sound of reading inside suddenly stopped.

He was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly, and gently pushed open the door and saw Tang Qian sitting upright at the desk, curling her mouth, looking angry, glanced at Tang Feng with her eyes, and said in a strange voice: "Now I'm back, I thought my father was going to stay there. I don't think I'll have a mother for a long time."

"Haha, are you angry? Look at what did I bring to you, Dad?" Tang Feng waved the book in his hand and said a little dotingly: "Dad, Dad, I am really lucky today. I can really buy saint articles with money."

"Sage articles? I bought them with money? I gave them to me?" The expression that had just pretended to be angry immediately disappeared, and I jumped up from the chair eagerly, looked at the book in Tang Feng's hand, and said in confusion: "Is this really a saint article?"

Although Tang Qian knew how to speak from the beginning, she still didn't understand the worldly ways. She learned slowly under Tang Feng's teachings. After several years of education, watching Tang Qian grow slowly, especially Tang Qian's outstanding potential and surprise everyone, Tang Feng suddenly felt satisfied and proud to see that her children's growth seemed to be, so she was particularly doting on Tang Qian, especially in her studies, she really had the kind of parents who were desperate for their children in her previous life.

"If you have any doubts about this, you can take a look at it yourself, but it is only a fragment of a chapter. However, there are many great scholars' opinions and interpretations of this article in this book. It can be said that it is far more suitable for you than ordinary fragments." Tang Feng gently placed the book on the table, turned to the fragment, pointed to the text on it and said: "Look carefully, is this a saint's article?"

The puzzled eyes slowly turned into surprise, and finally became ecstasy. Tang Qian hugged Tang Feng and kissed her happily and said, "I knew my father loved me the most. This is really an article by the saint Xunzi. I was so happy today. I didn't expect that I would get two saint articles in a row. But this is more suitable for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he happily snatched the book and sat upright at the desk. He lit the ambergris on his own and often didn't tinker with ambergris. He bowed gently, breathed a long sigh, and opened the book and read it slowly.

Looking at Tang Qian's heartfelt admiration and serious expression, Tang Feng retreated, closed the door gently, and walked towards another room.

You can see the golden light flashing in the room from afar. Tang Feng also felt a sigh in his heart. He was not understanding why he was so difficult in cultivation? He also cultivated himself to have no leakage of true body. He refined the evil energy in his body and finally achieved real control and real perfection. It was only recently that he had completed it. When he thought about the money spent on purchasing the Yuanqi Pill in the past few years, Tang Feng felt very distressed, especially when he thought that the next step of refining bones would require more vitality, Tang Feng's scalp was numb.

Due to the large amount of purchase of Yuanqi Dan and the purchase of great scholar books for Tang Qian, Tang Feng is really a little stretched now, so he only drinks tea when he listens to the sound of the piano. Only his shamelessness can do such a thing.

He gently pushed open the door, and the golden light shone on Tang Yun, who was sitting upright, saw the dazzling light of the bones under the almost transparent flesh. Tang Feng's eyes suddenly lit up and he said happily: "Congratulations to junior brother for his great bone refining."

Tang Yun slowly opened his eyes, and a wise light appeared in his tender eyes. He looked at Tang Feng and said respectfully: "I have seen my senior brother. I have achieved success today by my senior brother using the energy pill. I have made my senior brother worry."

"What's the matter? There are only three people in this world: you, my brother and Qian'er. It's up to me to take care of you as my senior brother." Tang Feng waved his hand, and sat upright in front of Tang Yun and looked carefully. He said in surprise: "It seems that my junior brother not only made breakthroughs in bone refining, but also made great progress in the cultivation of the heart. I think the master should have passed the position of the leader to you. Look at me, senior brother, how can I feel like practicing hard?"

"Senior brother has great wisdom. I can have such cultivation completely because of the Heart Sutra," Tang Yun was stunned. He looked at Tang Feng's surprised face and said, "Have you gone to Miss Wenyin again? I saw that Miss Wenyin is definitely a practitioner, and Yinxiu, but the Dao that Yinxiu pointed directly to was Taoist: The Supreme Being Forgetful..."

"I know." Tang Feng shook his head, and a wry smile appeared on his face and said, "I told you this. You have come to teach me a lesson. Well, it seems that we have to have a big business to do."

Tang Feng expanded a map and pointed to a mountain above and said, "This map was purchased from the Yuntai Sect at a high price. It was a secret realm that a group of people accidentally encountered while hunting monsters. These people died in the secret realm. In the end, only a few people came out and drew the secret realm into a map for sale to some Yuntai sects. According to those people's judgment, it was likely that it was a cave of a casual cultivator in the old wasteland era. It seemed that this time it was a big business."

The secret realm is a space opened by some practitioners with great power and great supernatural powers. After the opening, these great supernatural powers have built this space into a holy place for practice. Some core practice places of major sects are opened up in this way. It can be said that a secret realm is actually a treasure. Because it was opened up, although it has a slight connection with the real world, it is very obscure.

Tang Yun looked at the peaks in the map and sighed softly and said, "It looks like another bloody storm."

He gently patted Tang Yun on the shoulder and looked at his dark and mighty face with a compassionate expression. Tang Feng asked a little worriedly: "Cultivators are moving against the sky and want to break away from the five elements that transcend the limited cycle of life. This itself is not to be tolerated by heaven, so practitioners should have a firm will. Junior brother, why have you been so sad recently? Is it because your mind is unstable recently? Otherwise, you shouldn't go this time."

"Haha. Senior brother, I also occasionally sigh that the glimmer of life that is against the will of heaven is accumulated by the corpses of countless practitioners. In recent years, we have been through bloody storms. I have seen too many life and death. Maybe I have just successfully refined my bones, so I feel something." Tang Yun stood up slowly, stretched his body, and a crackling sound came from his body. A harsh light shot out from his eyes that seemed wise just now. He exhaled a long sigh and said, "Of course I don't want to be the corpse under other people's feet, so I have to work harder."

Looking at Tang Feng's back as he walked out of the room, Tang Yun clenched his fists tightly and murmured to himself: "Senior Brother, I will protect you. Junior Brother, I will even pile up a mountain of corpses for you."

When I walked to the backyard, I knocked on a stone carved statue next to a rockery a few times. I slowly opened a door on the rockery and Tang Feng walked in.

Through a narrow passage, Tang Feng walked into a stone chamber. A black and red flame rose in the center of the stone chamber. Under the light of the fire, various metals and tools on the scattered ground shone with red light. A young man was concentrating on creating something carved. Drops of sweat oozed out of his forehead under the light of the fire, flowing through a disfigured face, slowly dripping onto the ground.

"Tianlang, how are the bullets made?" Tang Feng walked to the young man, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Don't be too busy lately, just rest when it's time to rest."

Several eye-catching scars crisscrossed on the face, making the whole face look like it was crumpled and broken paper, wrinkled a smile that made people feel scared when they saw it, and a pair of bright eyes said with a smile: "I recently felt that I mastered the real essence of the production, so I want to improve the bullets well."

Gently pick up a bullet, it's a bullet. This bullet looks exactly the same as in the previous life. Although there is no gunpowder in this world, there is a talisman paper that can instantly generate powerful explosive power. Tang Feng rescued this Tianlang inadvertently, he was a genius in the creation of talisman paper and equipment. He used the micro-carving technique to minimize runes on the talisman paper and superimpose countless times to create more complex talisman paper. As long as the subtle true essence and Buddha essence can be detonated, the explosive power of the moment after the detonation is far greater than that of the gunpowder in the previous life.

Since there is a substitute for gunpowder, it is very easy to make bullets. As a person who wandered in the dark world in his previous life, Tang Feng was very clear about the production of various guns. After introducing the entire process to this young man, he actually made the guns after his repeated attempts and failures. Moreover, because the world has harder metals for making magic weapons, the guns are far more powerful than those in previous lives.

Looking at the sniper rifle and revolver placed in the box in front of him, gently stroked the cool metal feeling on the sniper rifle. Looking at the flashing metal light on it, Tang Feng almost had the illusion of returning to his previous life, but when Tianlang put the bullet in front of him, Tang Feng couldn't help but sigh softly again.

A finger was stretched out, and a trace of red appeared at the top of the finger. The red became thicker and thicker, and finally a sticky red water droplet formed. After a light bounce, the water droplet fell into a small hole at the top of the bullet.
Chapter completed!