Boundless Sky

The Xiao family, in the house where Xiao Yan lives.

On the bed, the young man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his hands in strange handprints in front of him, his chest was slightly undulating, and as he breathed in and out, various light particles were faintly submerged in his body.

"Huh..." Slowly exhaling a turbid breath, the boy's eyes suddenly opened, and a faint white glow flashed in the dark eyes. It was the heaven and earth vitality that had just been absorbed but had not been completely refined.

"Finally the injury is completely recovered, and I feel that the cultivation base has improved again. It is estimated that after another month of hard cultivation, the combat power can reach the level of the fighting king!"

The Vast Sky Sutra can be cultivated in retreat or through war. No matter which method, the speed of cultivation is much faster than other methods. At least in the first volume, it is relatively easy to practice.

After getting up and stretching his body for a while, Xiao Yan's mood suddenly became much more refreshed. It seemed that he had completely wiped out the depressed feeling of being abused by high-level monsters in the Warcraft Mountains some time ago.

"Lao Yao, according to this training schedule, before I turn fifteen, my combat power should reach Dou Huang level?" Xiao Yan asked with a sigh of relief, looking down at the ring on his finger.

"Hehe, as long as you don't be lazy, Dou Huang is fine!" Yao Chen's somewhat old laughter came from the ring.

"That's good, when my strength comes up, that old lion, I have to cut him off!"

It was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury since practicing. The reason why the opponent retreated at the last moment, Xiao Yan knew very well in his heart that it was likely that his master had sensed it, otherwise the Douhuang-level beasts could not be unreasonable. Just leave.

咚咚咚!

As the knock on the door sounded, an old voice came from outside the room: "Three young masters, the patriarch invites you to the hall!"

Three young masters, Xiao Yan ranks third in the house, and there are two older brothers above them, but they have already gone out for experience, and only occasionally go home at the end of the year. In general, the two older brothers confronted Xiao Yan's younger brother. It is also very good.

"Oh." Replied casually, changing into a black long gown, and Xiao Yan walked out of the room, perhaps because Master liked to wear black gowns, and Xiao Yan also liked black clothes.

Following the old housekeeper outside the door through the backyard, he finally stopped outside the solemn welcome hall, knocked on the door respectfully, and then gently pushed in.

The hall is very spacious, and there are a lot of people in it. The few people sitting at the top are Xiao Yan's father, Xiao Zhan, and the three indifferent old men. They are the elders of the clan and have no less power than the patriarch.

Below the four people's left hands, sit some elders in the family who have the right to speak and are not weak, and beside them, there are also some younger generations who have performed outstandingly in the family.

On the other side of the welcoming living room, there were two people, one old and one young.

The old man, wearing a Yuebai robe, with a full smile on his face, was full of vigor, and a pair of slightly small eyes, but they were sparkling, he was the elder of the Yunlan Sect, Ge Ye.

As for the old man, there was a beautiful young girl in a white dress sitting beside her. Her handsome face was even more beautiful than Xiao Mei. In the entire Xiao family, I’m afraid it’s only like Qinglian. The average Xiao Xun'er can be compared with it.

This person is naturally Nalan Yanran who came to the Xiao family from Yunlanzong.

"I have seen my father!" Xiao Yan walked forward with a leisurely expression and respectfully saluted the upper patriarch Xiao Zhan.

Master has a rule that within one year you should honestly make trash in the Xiao family. Now in less than a year, Xiao Yan has to play the role of the third master of trash in everyone's eyes.

"Haha, Yan'er, here you are, sit down." Seeing Xiao Yan's arrival, Xiao Zhan stopped laughing with the guests and nodded at him.

Smiling and nodding, Xiao Yan directly ignored the disdain cast in the eyes of the other three elders. A bunch of idiots, we don't bother to take care of you!

Turning his head, the corner of Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly noticed that the girl who had been talking and laughing before, was now scanning her body unblinkingly. The faintly condescending glance made Xiao Yan very Is unhappy.

Humph!

Xiao Yan's eyes stared directly, and the power of the soul swayed gently in the void, and the girl in white suddenly felt dizzy, as if her mind was hurt.

"Master only said that I would not let me reveal my strength in front of the clansman, but he didn't say that I should not show my strength in front of outsiders!"

The power of the soul is the most unpredictable. Among the people present, Xiao Yan's cultivation is far beyond others, and no one else perceives the trace of the soul attack he performed except the young girl whose mind was injured.

"Brother Xiao Yan, sit here!"

At this time, there was no place in the Xiao family hall. Just as Xiao Yan was thinking about whether to go out and look for a stool to come in, Xiao Xun'er, who was sitting in the corner of the hall and reading quietly, stood up and beckoned him. Beside her, there happened to be an empty seat.

"Hey, sister Xun'er knows that it hurts people. There are few people in the Xiao family who deserve my care!"

In my heart, he praised Xun'er for his understanding, Xiao Yan took a cheerful step, and within a few steps, he came to Xiao Xun'er.

If it was changed to a wasteful situation, Xiao Yan would definitely be cautious and dare not make much movement in this kind of situation.

But now he is a half-step fighting king-level existence, and his strength can easily crush everyone present. Although he still has the name of a waste, Xiao Yan has absolute confidence in his heart. That kind of confidence makes him faint. Kind of excitement.

This feeling is called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

"Xun'er, thank you very much!" Xiao Yan said with a low smile, sniffing the faint fragrance of the girl beside him.

Xiao Xun'er smiled lightly, and suddenly said somewhat faintly: "Brother Xiao Yan hasn't been sitting alone with Xun'er for a long time, right?"

"Uh, I've been a bit busy lately. After this period of time is over, where would Xun'er want to go, how about I accompany you?" Xiao Yan touched his nose. He hasn't reached the Douhuang realm yet and hasn't killed him yet. A powerhouse at the Douhuang level, he really couldn't spare much time before the main task was completed.

"Okay, this is what Brother Xiao Yan said personally, so you can't go back!" The girl's face was slightly red, with a hint of shyness, but there was a soft smile in her expression.

Xiao Yan nodded, and then sat quietly in his seat and listened to the conversation between the patriarch and the two guests who were chatting with each other in the front of the hall. After listening to it for a while, he became a little bit distracted. He is really not interested.

"Brother Xiao Yan, do you know their identities?" Just when Xiao Yan was so bored that he wanted to doze off, Xun'er next to him turned the page of the quaint book with his delicate fingers and smiled without squinting.

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