Fighting against the sky, making money and moving the universe

Chapter 255 (Thirteen) Crazy Trial
After listening to Gu Yuan's words, Xiao Yan became much more energetic.

After practicing in the Heavenly Tomb for three years, Xiao Yan finally had respect for Xiao Xuan and developed feelings for him. It was a bit sad to see Xiao Xuan's haggard look when he parted.

But the dead are gone, Xiao Xuan is a dead person after all, Xiao Yan still packs up his mind, determined to inherit his behest, and practice hard.

Therefore, Xiao Yan responded to Gu Yuan with neither humility nor arrogance: "Senior doesn't need to bother too much, the junior's kung fu is already at the upper level of the earth, and when he refines the Golden Emperor Fen Tianyan, he should be able to hit the sky."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Yuan took him back to Xiaoyao Mountain, and said with a light smile, "I sent you to the Heavenly Tomb, but it didn't comply with the regulations. In the past six months, those little guys have accumulated a lot of resentment towards you , I want to teach you a lesson."

"But with your strength, it's really hard to say who will teach you - if you win, you can call me uncle instead!"

Gu Yuan patted Xiao Yan's shoulder with a smile, said nothing more, and disappeared immediately.

"Uncle..." Xiao Yan fell into deep thought.

Xiao Yan really wants to eat Xun'er's soft rice, and has been working hard in this direction, but whenever the night is quiet, Xiao Yan will also feel anxious.

The resources and inheritance of the Gu Clan are far beyond Xiao Yan's imagination, and the tip of the iceberg of the Gu Clan's younger generation revealed by Lingquan makes Xiao Yan feel even more desperate.

But, if you don't try hard, how can you be reconciled?

Xiao Yan was already prepared to struggle for dozens or even hundreds of years. He never thought that in less than ten years, he would already see the dawn of success.

The process was so easy that Xiao Yan had an unreal illusion.

"Let's get acquainted with the strength first, such a good opportunity, don't overturn it..."

So Xiao Yan hurried to meet Yao Lao.

After half a year, Yao Lao's soul seemed to have recovered quite a bit. From the outside, it was not much different from a real living person—his soul had already condensed into a substance.

At this point, in fact, Yao Lao can already find a living person to seize his body, but Yao Lao doesn't want to be resurrected by seizing his body.

"Teacher!" Xiao Yan saluted respectfully: "This time I have received the inheritance from Xiao Xuan's ancestors, and I want to share some of the prescriptions with the teacher."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan didn't have time to refuse the drug, and directly released his soul power, sending out a huge flow of information.

Even Yao Lao's soul realm inevitably loses focus for a while in this information flow.

"You boy, why don't you give me all the prescriptions that the Xiao clan collected back then?"

After several breaths of time, Yao Lao finally recovered.

The prescription given by Xiao Yan contained three nine-grade prescriptions and 91 eight-grade prescriptions, and even some recorded medicinal materials were almost extinct in Yao Lao's knowledge, and only ancient ruins could be found.

"No, these were given to me by my ancestor Xiao Xuan. The prescriptions that caught his eyes and were finally recorded should be at the top level among the ancient races. Those intermediate or low-level prescriptions have all been lost." Xiao Xuan Yan replied honestly.

"..." Yao Laoxin said that there was no difference, those seventh-grade prescriptions combined could not compare to a ninth-grade prescription.

But Yao Lao didn't say it out, but couldn't help but immerse himself in the gift from his apprentice - nothing else, these high-level prescriptions are a fatal temptation for alchemists, and no one is obsessed with alchemy A good alchemist can refuse the temptation of high-level prescriptions, and so can Yao Lao.

Seeing Yao Lao wandering in the sky, Xiao Yan didn't bother him, and retreated to the distance without making a sound, and began to practice the secret method of soul attack.

The mainstream fighting method in Dou Qi Continent is fighting skills, but soul power can also play a certain auxiliary role.

For example, if two strong fighters are indistinguishable in fighting spirit, they can use their soul power to attack their opponents, causing momentary trance and loss of consciousness, thus creating a fighting opportunity.

The soul attack secret method is similar to fighting skills, which can efficiently use the power of the soul to produce great power.

Xiao Yan's natural soul power is stronger than that of ordinary people. In addition, in recent years, he has controlled the strange fire day and night, and his soul power has never stopped growing, which has already surpassed the ordinary fighting sect.

This kind of powerful soul power, combined with secret techniques, can completely cause destructive power at the level of Dou Zong, and make Xiao Yan's fighting power even higher...

three days later.

A shimmering lake reflects the scene of the dense forest, and several swimming fish set off ripples. There is a wild boar with wild teeth over ten meters in length by the lake, rolling happily in the shoal mud by the lake.

The head of this wild boar is five meters in size, and the two ferocious fangs are three meters long. Matching the snorting nose, it arched back and forth in the mud, turning up a lot of muddy lake water .

And on a towering tree tens of meters away, Xiao Yan was restraining his breath, squinting his eyes to observe this barbaric wild boar.

The original color of the wild boar has been covered by thick silt, but its aura faintly leaked, distorting the space, obviously it is a monster that has just entered the seventh level.

Although Xiao Yan is only at the peak of Douhuang, he has many cheats. This wild boar has now become Xiao Yan's chosen prey to test his own strength.

At this time, Xiao Yan's whole body was hidden among the dense leaves, and even his aura was the same as that of the leaves—it was the ability to hide aura brought by the flame of life.

After observing for a while and confirming that there were no other monsters around, Xiao Yan folded his hands together, soul power gushed out from between his brows, and then his ten fingers fluttered deftly like butterflies, weaving translucent silk threads one after another.

The silk threads continued to intertwine, and finally condensed into a spike that was as long as an arm.

"Om..."

When the spikes were fully formed, there was a low buzzing sound, and then with a subtle space fluctuation, the translucent spikes completely disappeared into the space, even the sense of fighting spirit could not detect it, only Soul power can feel strange.

Xiao Yan pushed forward with both hands, and the spikes traveled tens of meters in an instant, and came directly above the wild boar——Xiao Yan wanted to sink the spikes into the ground and use the ground to further cover up his breath, but this wild boar seemed to be an earth attribute beast , so the direction was changed.

Spikes hang high above the head, and the wild boar seems to have sensed a dangerous atmosphere, and its limbs stepped into the mud at the same time, and immediately a burst of earthy yellow light rushed from the ground to the majestic body covered with mane.

However, the next moment, the wild boar froze suddenly—the spikes flew across the space, and pierced directly into the back of its head before this defensive fighting technique took effect.

"Roar!"

The wild boar's eyes widened suddenly, as if they were going to pop out the eyeballs, the whites of the eyes were covered with blood, blood was escaping frantically from the mouth and nose, and the limbs were trembling.

Just one stab and it was seriously injured.

(End of this chapter)