Boundless Sky

In Xiao Yan's not-so-spacious room, the atmosphere suddenly solidified.

Cheng Hao, dressed in a black robe with a trace of laziness on his face, slowly walked out of the void like something out of nothing. With a thought, an invisible big hand protruded, passing through the barrier of the primitive ring on the ground. A transparent and old figure was detained.

Looking at the transparent figure that was trembling and unable to move pinched in the invisible palm, Cheng Hao released his control, causing him to float above the ring.

Glancing at the transparent figure that honestly stayed in mid-air like a pupil being punished by the teacher, Cheng Hao stopped paying attention to him. Instead, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan, "The next thing is up to you. How to deal with it!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Yan suddenly understood that Master's meaning is very simple: the teacher is here for you, whether this old guy kills or plucks, you decide!

"Little Wawa, the old man is not a bad person. I just sucked your grudge for two years. As for the big guys like Senior?"

The transparent old figure glanced at the location of Cheng Hao with some dread. He just woke up completely from the ring recently. He originally wanted to appear as a senior grandfather. He pretended to be forced, but in the end he pretended to be forced. If you don't become a counterfeit, now even your own life and death are in the hands of others.

What is the relationship between the black-robed man and Xiao Yan, this little guy, he still doesn’t know. Although he has lost his body and only his soul is left, at the very least, his realm of fighting sage is still there. What is the power of his soul? You can easily see through it with one sweep.

But that thought detained him from the ring, the mysterious man in black robe. He couldn't see through any clues. If he didn't know the other party and was sitting on a chair not far away, he wouldn't even be able to perceive him sitting in this room. Such a great god!

"It can perfectly shield my perception. This is definitely a fighting sage, and I am afraid that they are all strong in fighting sages. How can such a fighting sage strong exist in this remote Utan city?"

The transparent old man felt that he was a little back. He was betrayed by his disciple, lost his body, and his soul was severely injured and unconscious. Now he finally wakes up, but faces a situation where he can be pinched to death at any time.

If this person is unlucky, he will really have a toothache when he drinks cold water!

"Old guy, since you are hiding in the ring, you should also know how much ridicule and abuse you have brought me because you have absorbed my fighting spirit?" There was a teacher sitting aside, and Xiao Yan suddenly became bold and pointed. The old man's nose asked.

"Well, my consciousness has never been so clear. It's just instinct to absorb your grudge, and it's because of these two years of experience that you have grown up? At least in terms of character, you have surpassed the big Some young people, even some old people, may not have your xinxing!"

Douqi Continent respects strength. Everyone cares about strength. They don’t care too much about xinxing. Even some old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years and thousands of years often fight against each other if they don’t agree. The strong have really worked **** the character.

Taking a deep breath, the anger on Xiao Yan's face faded slightly.

As the master said, blessings come with misfortunes, and blessings with blessings depend on them. If he had not had the experience of retreating his cultivation and being ridiculed by others, his xinxing would not be able to meet the requirements for system activation. If the system was not activated, he would be even worse. There is no chance to worship the uncle as a teacher, all these things seem to have their own conclusions.

"Wait..." Suddenly Xiao Yan thought of something, and his eyes glanced across the master, "Blessed and misfortune come and blessed, misfortune and blessing depend on... this world, but there is no This ancient motto, the master’s name is Haotian, this is the emperor of the earth in the myth of the earth, is it possible that the master also came across from the earth?"

In the past, his cultivation level fell and he didn’t think about other things, but now, thinking back to the various things he had spent with the master over the years, thinking of the master’s name and the words he once said, Xiao Yan’s heart became more and more sure that his master was very likely. Like him, they are all traversers.

The only difference is that he is an ordinary person who has traveled across the earth from the mortal world, and his master is likely to have traveled through the immortal world in the time and space of the earth.

If it were in the past, he might not believe that there is an immortal realm in the universe, time and space where the earth is located, but now he can't believe it or not, even crossing exists, and even the fighting qi continent that can cultivate fighting qi exists, why can't the fairy world exist?

Shaking his head gently, Xiao Yan expelled the thoughts in his mind. No matter what the origin of the master, he is his master. He only needs to keep this in mind. Knowing too much may not be a good thing!

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yan once again set his eyes on the old figure above the ring. There was no anger in his expression, but there was still a trace of coldness in his voice.

"No matter what, you have caused me harm. This grudge can't be resolved by you in a few words!"

"Then how do you want to solve it? Or, I will give you a ground-level exercise? You know that every one of the ground-level exercises appears on the Dou Qi continent, which can cause countless strong fights. This sincerity, Is it enough?"

The little baby in front of him, in the eyes of the old man, he can solve it with one move, but the black-robed man behind him is a fear from the depths of his soul. The fear is comparable to the soul that ravages the entire fighting spirit continent. The temple, there is still much more to come.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the figure sitting on the chair while drinking tea and watching the play. The body of the old man's soul trembled slightly. In the end, he chose to follow his heart.

After inhaling your anger for two years and giving you a low-level exercise technique, is this sincerity enough?

"Earth-level cultivation method?" Xiao Yan rolled his eyes and looked unseen. What we are practicing now is a cultivation technique that surpasses the heavenly-level. You want to make up for my spirit of these years. loss?

"Why, look down on the ground-level techniques?" The old figure's complexion changed, and the whole person became serious. "Little baby, the old man tells you, even if you are the strongest of your Gama Empire, the Douhuang-level existence, the cultivator The cultivation technique can't reach the ground level. If you still look down on this, then the old man really can't help it!"

Xiao Yan was stunned. From low to high, the skill levels were divided into four major levels: Huang, Xuan, Earth, and Heaven. Each level had three small levels: junior, middle, and high. The Haotian Jing he cultivated was beyond He has gained the cultivation technique of the heavenly rank, so in his opinion, this old man also exists in the realm of Dou Zun, and he should have the cultivation technique of the heavenly rank in his hand.

However, looking at the appearance of this old man, it seems that the Heavenly Rank cultivation technique is not something that the strongest Dou Zun can get involved.

"This, I don't want to use the exercises!" With his eyes rolled, Xiao Yan's attitude changed in an instant, and his whole person was also a lot more kind, with a smile on his face, he arched his hands at the old man.

"I don't know how to call the old man?"

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