Demon Becoming the Lord

"boom!"

Ten days later, in the backyard of Tsing Yi Pavilion, two bodies, one strong and one thin, quickly confronted each other, the fists surrounded by profound energy suddenly collided, and then the two flew out at the same time.

"Haha!"

Xiao Lang laughed loudly: "More than ninety tigers, you have made great progress with the knife! Keep working hard, and you will surely break through before the festival!"

The knife over there scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Compared with Brother, I am still far behind! Brother, how much power have you reached now?"

The best way to judge the martial art realm of the Soul Continent is to directly run the profound energy to test the power without using any martial skills. The battle division realm has the power of ten tigers to ninety-nine tigers, and the battle general realm has the power of hundreds to thousands of tigers.

Just now, Xiao Lang used the power of ninety tigers to collide with the knife, and he flew out more than a meter farther than the knife. Obviously the strength of the knife has reached more than ninety tigers. As long as he breaks through the power of a hundred tigers, he can reach it. Warlord.

Qianxun next to him also asked curiously: "Yes, my son, it's been almost a month since I came to Xiao's house. You practice so hard every day, should you make a lot of progress?"

Xiao Lang touched his nose and said, "Hehe, make a little progress. It is estimated that it should be no problem to reach the middle rank before the festival. Now it is almost two hundred tigers, hehe!"

"Two hundred tigers..."

Chihiro and the two guards both twitched their mouths, and the knife grinned happily. This master's cultivation speed is really abnormal. He only had a hundred tigers' power when he was in Medicine King City. It hasn't been a month since he came back, and he is about to reach the three-hundred tiger's power, that is, the level of a middle-ranking general.

Of course, Qianxun and the others knew that if Xiao Lang continued to stay in Medicine King City, his cultivation speed would definitely not be so fast. The herbs that the Xiao family gave them to warm their bodies were invaluable.

Xiao Lang did not entangle this matter, but asked Qianxun, "Qianxun, do you have a way to send an information to Baye?"

Chihiro immediately said, "It's easy, please give me your orders."

"Well, you can ask about Liu Ya's situation, by the way, let Ba Ye bring a message to Liu Ya, I will go to Yaowang City after the festival!"

While talking, Xiao Lang's mind came up with the enchanting woman. For Liu Ya, he did not have too deep feelings. Not because she used to be the most famous **** in Medicine King City, nor is it her pathetic story. He chose to accept her, perhaps because of a certain moment of spiritual touch.

Now that he accepted her, Xiao Lang had already regarded her as his own woman in his heart, and was subconsciously responsible to her. After returning to the Xiao family, things and troubles continued, and Xiao Lang didn't have time to take care of her. He could only wait until the Soul Festival, awakening a powerful Soul, and thoroughly standing in the family.

Qianxun went to work immediately. Xiao Lang was about to continue practicing, but Old Zen came over and smiled and reminded him: "My son, if you want to attend the banquet later, you should go freshen up."

"banquet?"

For ten days, Xiao Lang practiced frantically every day, and he had forgotten about it. At this moment, the old Zen reminded him that tonight was the poem feast held by the purple shirt princess.

"Well, Xiaodao, you continue to practice and tell aunt, I won't be back for dinner!"

Xiao Lang followed Elder Zen to take a bath, then Elder Zen brought in several maids to dress Xiao Lang.

"Here again... Can I wear my usual clothes?"

Looking at the gorgeous brocade robe in old Zen's hands, Xiao Lang's face turned green. He wore this kind of robe once, to accompany Xiao Budie to the palace banquet, and he was dressed uncomfortably. I feel that people who are used to wearing denim t-shirts in previous lives suddenly want to wear a suit and tie for you...

Old Zen also smiled bitterly: "This is a relatively high-level banquet, son, you now represent the face of the Xiao family to a certain extent, so..."

"Ok!"

Xiao Lang smiled bitterly, letting the two middle-looking maids busy themselves, putting on gorgeous robes, boots, girding his waist, and hanging a jade sachet. Later, I started to tie Xiao Lang's hair, and it took more than half an hour to get up in this round, and when he finally had to put powder on Xiao Lang's face, Xiao Lang went straight away...

"Okay, okay, the son will be dressed like this when attending the banquet in the future!"

Old Zen hurriedly rounded up the field, knowing that if he continued, Xiao Lang would never cooperate again. After looking at Xiao Lang's dressing, he nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "My son, you look much more handsome when you dress up. You will surely make countless young ladies heartwarming at night, haha!"

There is a row of black lines on Xiao Lang's forehead. Why do men want to be so handsome?

The guys in the Racecourse of Yanyu Mountain Villa are so handsome, are they useful? It's not a plaything for a lady. He always believed that a man must have a masculine temperament, such as Xiao Futu, such as walking alone, that kind of man is attractive.

Get in a luxurious carriage, Chihiro and two guards go on horseback. This time he traveled alone, Xiao Lang's mood became extremely relaxed, and he opened the curtains directly along the way to appreciate the night of the imperial capital.

As a thousand-year-old ancient city and one of the largest cities in the Divine Soul Continent, the emperor is very old and very prosperous. The wide streets, neat bluestone buildings, and the endless flow of people and horses all witness the vicissitudes of this ancient city.

"The son, this is Yufei Avenue, named after the sixth emperor of the dynasty to commemorate a concubine. This avenue leads directly to the imperial palace, and the big mansion in front is the residence of the top ten families of He family..."

A guard kept introducing Xiao Lang across the carriage along the way, and Xiao Lang also had a preliminary understanding of this imperial capital.

The imperial capital is really big. The Yufei Avenue runs through the north and south of the imperial capital for dozens of miles. There are six such avenues in the imperial capital. There are at least hundreds of other streets and alleys. There are hundreds of thousands of large and small buildings in the city, the imperial palace is in the center of the imperial capital, and there are ten big families in the city, each of which is several times larger than the Huo Family.

The four super families are not in the city, the Xiao family is outside the North City, the Zuo family is in the West City, the Dongfang family is in the South City, and the most mysterious adversary family is outside the East City. The four great families are like the four most loyal guards, protecting this ancient city for thousands of years.

The palace is here!

Without Xiao Fudie leading the way, the carriage can only stop and be inspected.

Xiao Lang asked Qianxun to pass the invitation card of Yun Zishan over, but through the window, he looked at the majestic palace wall tens of meters high outside.

The guard checked the invitation card and Xiao Lang's token, and bowed his hand to Xiao Lang: "Well, please!"

Xiao Lang opened the front curtain and nodded faintly, and the carriage slowly moved forward into the palace with the greatest power in the dynasty.

As deep as the gate of the palace, like the sea, Xiao Lang is a passerby since then!

Xiao Lang looked at the magnificent and domineering deep courtyard outside the window, and sighed the impermanence of the world. Not long ago, he was a lord who was forced to flee from the mountains by a small town like Situ Zhantian, but today he walked into the palace openly.

He did not take pride in the change in his status and status, instead he became more determined to become a strong man.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest. This world is more cruel than the previous life. If you want to get more, you must pay more.