Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is full of stars.

..... The back mountain of the Xiao family, the top of the cliff.

At this time Xiao Yan was working hard to cultivate fighting spirit.

He found that since the last time the fighting qi was sucked away, it has become extremely difficult to practice now, as if the meridians are blocked.

In the fifth stage of fighting spirit, he had been stuck in this state for half a year. It was too late to break through the sixth segment.

Even if the first two grievances disappeared, he would be promoted after being stuck in this state for at most three or four months.

But this time, it never touched the bottleneck of the six segments.

He has a hunch that if he wants to break through the sixth stage, it will take at least half a year.

Even longer.

After cultivating for a long time, Xiao Yan realized that there was no improvement, and he became a little impatient, and sternly cursed: "Grass, do you pass labor and management as **** to play? Just forget the disappearance of vindictive energy repeatedly, and the talent for cultivation is gone , How can I defeat Nalan Yanran three years later and wash away the shame of my Xiao family..."

After swearing for a while, Xiao Yan also lost his mind to practice. He slapped a small grass on the ground, held it in his mouth, lay on the grass, closed his eyes, and chewed slightly, letting the bitter taste be there. It spreads in his mouth, but he has long known...

Maybe God still thinks he is not unlucky enough, the sky is dark clouds, thunder and lightning.

Rumble.....

Hearing the roar in the sky, Xiao Yan opened his eyes abruptly and saw that the sky above him was covered by dark clouds, and he immediately became angry.

"What's the matter, don't just thunder or rain, you can kill me if you have the ability."

As soon as Xiao Yan's words fell, a bolt of lightning from the sky struck straight down.

"Fuck!" An old donkey rolled, Xiao Yan rolled several meters away, and the next second, with a click, lightning struck the ground, exploding a deep pit.

"Goo." Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan swallowed fiercely and couldn't help but tremble: "Fuck, you really want to kill me."

There was another thunder and thunder. This time the lightning did not strike, but there was heavy drifting rain.

Sa Sa Sa.....

Wherever Xiao Yan hid, the heavy rain followed, and he dared not hide under the tree for fear of being struck by lightning.

In a short while, Xiao Yan was soaked in soup.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a sad song in his mind: Snow fluttering, north wind...

Above the dark clouds, Bibi Dong held the clan’s arm and saw Xiao Yan running around in embarrassment below. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Xiaozong, you are too bad..."

The clan smiled and said: "I'm not trying to set off his sad anger."

The wandering heavy rain that burst in was exactly the masterpiece of the clan. One of the gods he inherited was the sea god, and it was not easy to end the heavy rain.

Bibi Dong gave an unpleasant look at the clan, and asked the doubts in his heart, "Xiao Zong, I think Xiao Yan's talent for cultivation is ordinary, why do you care about him so much? Is there anything worthy of your attention? local?"

The clan shook his head, "No, I don't care about him, but the ring in his hand. There is a soul of Dou Zun peak sleeping in it."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong closed his beautiful eyes slightly, and released his soul power quietly. He felt it carefully, and muttered in a low voice: "Indeed, there is a soul who is at least a heavenly state sleeping in that black ring, but it seems Some kind of irreparable damage, no accident, it will not recover in thousands or eight hundred years, even if you wake up, I'm afraid the soul realm will fall drastically. Xiaozong, do you want your soul? I'll help You snatched the ring back."

"No, this one will not be used for the time being."

He has a new idea, that is, if the fire in Qinglian's heart is gone, whether Xiao Yan can find other strange fires in these three years. If you find it, someone from another clan will make a lot of money.

"Huh? It seems that someone is coming." Looking for the direction of soul power perception, the clan turned his head and suddenly recognized the person. "That's Xiao Yan's father, Xiao Zhan."

As he said, he withdrew the dark clouds.

.......

Seeing that the rain finally stopped, Xiao Yan cursed and twisted his soaked clothes. He let out a deep breath. Xiao Yan turned to look at the woods and asked tentatively, "Is it my father?"

Although Xiao Yan's already scarce Dou Emperor bloodline was gone, his soul perception was still good. Soon after the rain stopped, I heard the noise in the woods. At this time, no one else could see him except his father.

"Haha, Yan'er, why is it so late, still outside, still getting wet, be careful to catch the cold." In the woods, Xiao Zhan's concerned voice approached from far away. Diminish

The leaves were swaying with the wind, and a middle-aged man with a beard came out of the woods, with a trace of care on his face, staring at his son who had become Luo Tangji under the moonlight.

"Didn't it just rain?" Seeing that there was no rain on Xiao Zhan's body, Xiao Yan's face showed a puzzled expression.

"It's raining?" Xiao Zhan looked around. Except for Xiao Yan's wet body, there were no signs of rain in other places. He couldn't help sighing that his son shouldn't be too involved in cultivation~www.readwn. com~ Let's hallucinate yourself.

"Yan'er, are you still thinking about retiring the other day?" Xiao Zhan strode to Xiao Yan and said with a smile.

"Haha...what is there to think about? In three years, I will defeat Nalan Yanran and restore my reputation for the Xiao family." Xiao Yan shook his head pretentiously, showing a very reluctant smile. Sacrifice like sacrifice

"Hey..." Looking at Xiao Yanqiang's smiling tender face, Xiao Yan sighed lightly, "Yan'er, you are already fifteen years old."

"Yeah." Xiao Yan's eyes dimmed.

He knew what his father wanted to say. In the Xiao family, as long as he passed the 16-year-old adult ceremony and did not reach the Qi Duan Qi, he would be disqualified from entering the Dou Qi Pavilion to choose the exercise method and then assigned to the family industry , Do some sundries. There is no right to stand up for a lifetime.

According to his current state, he really couldn't get through this difficulty, because it would take him at least half a year to break through the six stages of fighting spirit, and the seven stages would be even longer. He was already sixteen years old by then.

Looking at his son with almost giving up eyes, Xiao Zhan gritted his teeth, "Yan'er, come with me to the Mittel auction room tomorrow. I heard that there is a fourth-grade alchemist here. I'll go and beg others. He is willing to help, maybe he can find a solution." Mi He Mi

"Fourth-Rank Alchemist?" Xiao Yan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, but they soon dimmed. A fourth-Rank Alchemist, at least at the Douling level, wouldn't such a big person take care of his little Xiao. Home waste wood.

In a mentality that he didn't want to disappoint his father's kindness, Xiao Yan still agreed, "I see, father."

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