People are in the handyman peak, and they recognize the ancient gods and the golden book

This page of "Desolate Blood Map" has only two abilities.

The first ability can smelt various energies and transform them into divine power.

The second is to consume divine power, deduce and perfect the exercises on the broken pages of the golden book, and the exercises of the same category can be merged.

"Although there are only two abilities, they are all against the sky." Chen Annian swallowed, feeling like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Even if only the lowest level of one-turn divine power can be smelted temporarily because of the broken pages, it is still many times higher than the energy level of this world."

"This is the foundation, the foundation!"

"The second ability is equally unimaginable. It can deduce exercises and correct mistakes in exercises."

"Even if the potential of one exercise is exhausted, I can continue to look for other exercises of the same type, consume divine power, continue to deduce and integrate, and achieve a perfect continuation."

"So, as long as I have enough exercises and enough divine power, I can deduce the top-level method!"

Chen Annian clenched his fists tightly.

"That drop of red gold blood just now is the remaining divine power!"

Looking down at his body, although he was still in a terrible state of distress, the hideous wound had already healed more than half, and the bruises and redness on his body had also dissipated a lot.

More importantly, the shortfall in the body after the wrist cutting made up for more than half.

If you add another drop or two, it is estimated that all of them will be restored.

"With this piece of gold paper, why can't you pass the test? Why can't you avenge your revenge?"

Chen Annian was immersed in indescribable excitement.

But suddenly, Chen Annian thought of something, and immediately froze, as if a basin of ice water was poured over his head,

"Where does the energy come from? Where does the practice come from?"

"It is equivalent to having the most advanced production technology and equipment, but there is no raw material in the end!"

"Nothing, practice a hammer!?"

Chen Annian had a toothache.

I just had hope, but turned around and found that the future is very bright, but now my hands are empty and my eyes are dark.

Chen Annian squatted on the ground with his hands in his arms, staring at the ground in a daze.

More beggars than beggars.

"Energy... energy..."

"Where do you get energy?"

Chen Annian scratched his head, and the meager knowledge in his head sounded an alarm instantly.

"Does kinetic energy count as energy? What about wind energy? Yes, there are also fire, water, and electricity. Aren't these all energy?"

"Kinetic energy, does it count as planning?"

Thinking of this, Chen Annian did what he said, closed his eyes and punched himself hard,

"puff!"

This punch almost didn't worsen the injury.

"The Desolate Blood Map didn't move at all. If you want to smelt it, it's almost as good as killing me."

"There is still wind..."

Chen Annian walked out of the house, facing the mountain wind for half an hour.

"Hehe...hehe..."

Chen Annian was blown until tears flowed from his nose, his face was blurred, and there was no fart movement.

For the next half an hour, Chen Annian tried the water.

As for the fire,

dare not try.

The broken pages of the Golden Book are as dead.

"The things taught in this physics class are not very good. Or am I remembering wrong?"

Chen Annian stood where he was, doubting his life for half an hour.

Suddenly his head turned around, "Although it's all energy, it can't be absorbed. Melt a wool?"

I was so anxious, my whole body was numb, as if I had been electrocuted, and I didn't know where to put my hands.

There is gold everywhere in front of you, but you just can't dig it out.

"Grumbling..."

After working for more than an hour, the Wu Zang Temple began to rebel again.

Chen Annian grabbed the white flour steamed buns on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

My predecessor was tough and had a good face. Many times I couldn’t complete the tasks of handyman, and I didn’t want to ask for help, so I often couldn’t get enough to eat, and sometimes I could only eat one steamed bun a day.

But now, what is face?

Is it important to be alive?

Chen Annian has experienced the great era before time travel, and has a deep understanding of this.

"What a good man." Chen Annian sighed when he thought of Lu Zhongmu.

According to the memory of his predecessor, in the past month, this guy has come here every now and then to deliver food to him.

Chen Annian said seriously to himself while eating,

"returning a Favour many times more."

"This Lu Zhongmu, if you have a chance in the future, you must repay him well!"

"What a nice guy!"

Chen Annian gobbled it up, and with clear water, he ate up the white flour steamed buns, leaving no crumbs left.

Suddenly, Chen Annian's face changed suddenly, his stomach seemed to be severely grabbed by someone, he didn't catch his breath, and fell to his knees on the ground, his knee hit the stone, the pain piercing his heart.

"Grass!"

Chen Annian was trembling all over, and his face was pale.

It looks like it's going to fail.

The next moment, Chen Annian suddenly opened his eyes, and the pain in his stomach disappeared, as if what happened just now was fake.

At the same time, two wisps of breath appeared on the barren blood map.

One of them was a thin red gold.

The other strand is black, which makes people uncomfortable at a glance.

"poison!?"

Chen Annian took a few deep breaths, afraid that he might be mistaken, so he sank his mind into the map of desolate blood. After several confirmations, it was indeed poison.

And most of the drop of divine power that was consumed just now was not used to heal the wound, but to detoxify it!

The predecessor must have taken a lot of poison without knowing it.

According to the dose, it is estimated that the onset will only take two days.

It wasn't until just now that the broken pages of the golden book recognized the owner, and the crisis was completely resolved.

A distorted smile appeared on Chen Annian's face,

"What a nice guy."

"returning a Favour many times more."

"Whether he is willing or not, I must repay him well!"

……

Lu Zhongmu is helping himself on the surface, but in fact he wants to gain his trust and take the opportunity to poison him!

If it weren't for the broken pages of the golden book, Chen Annian would have died of poison.

But on the other hand, it was precisely because of Lu Zhongmu's poison that Chen Annian discovered the New World.

Who would have imagined that even the torn pages of golden paper could melt poison.

The only pity is that the previous poisons could not be smelted because the broken pages of the golden book did not recognize the owner at that time, and instead they had to consume divine power to remove them.

The red gold breath is divine power, and the black breath is the impurity energy after being smelted.

Impurity energy cannot be used by oneself, but it can be used by others.

"Sun thief, you're really good at recruiting children."

Chen Annian's fists were creaking, "I'll give you a whole bowl of Shiquan Dabu soup!"

"I can't love you to death, my mother's last name is yours!"