Douluo’s Stealing the Ten Thousand Realms System

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

.....Xiaojiahou Mountain, the top of the cliff.

At this time, Xiao Yan was cultivating his fighting spirit.

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

At the fifth rank of Dou Zhi Qi, he had been stuck in this realm for half a year. Can't break through the sixth paragraph for a long time.

Even if the first two battle qi disappeared, he would at most be stuck in this realm for three or four months before being promoted.

But this time, it never touched the bottleneck of the sixth paragraph.

He had a hunch that if he wanted to break through the sixth stage, it would take at least half a year.

even longer.

After cultivating for a long time, Xiao Yan found that he had not made any progress, and began to become impatient. He scolded sharply: "Crap, are you using labor and capital as a waste? It's not a problem if the fighting qi disappears again and again, but the cultivation talent is gone. , how can I defeat Nalan Yanran three years later and clear the shame of my Xiao family..."

After cursing and scolding for a while, Xiao Yan no longer had the will to cultivate. He randomly picked a small piece of grass on the ground, put it in his mouth, lay on the grass, closed his eyes, chewed slightly, and let the bitter taste linger. It spread in his mouth, but he didn't know it for a long time...

Maybe God thought he wasn't unlucky enough. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning flashed.

rumbling...  

Hearing the roaring sound in the sky, Xiao Yan suddenly opened his eyes and saw that only the sky above him was covered by dark clouds, and immediately became angry.

"What's the matter, don't just thunder without rain, kill me if you have the ability."

As soon as Xiao Yan said these words, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky.

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

"Gu." Seeing this scene, Xiao Yan swallowed hard and couldn't help but tremble: "Damn, you really want to kill me."

Rumbling, there was another burst of lightning and thunder, this time the lightning did not strike, but it rained heavily.

Sa Sa Sa...

Wherever Xiao Yan hid, the heavy rain followed, but he did not dare to hide under the tree for fear of being struck by lightning.

After a while, Xiao Yan was drenched in soup.

Suddenly, a certain sad song seemed to sound in his mind: Snowflakes fluttering, the north wind is splendid...

Above the dark clouds, Bibi Dong was holding the clan's arm. Seeing Xiao Yan running around in confusion, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Xiao Zong, you are too bad..."

The clan said with a smile: "I didn't want to set off his sadness and anger."

This drifting heavy rain that broke into is the masterpiece of the clan. One of the gods he inherited was the sea god, and it was not an easy thing to end the heavy rain.

Bibi Dong glanced at the clan clan angrily, and asked the doubts in her heart, "Xiao Zong, I think this Xiao Yan's cultivation talent is just ordinary, why do you care about him so much? Does he have anything worthy of your attention? place?"

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

Bibi Dong heard the words, closed her beautiful eyes slightly, and released her soul power quietly, she felt it carefully, and muttered in a low voice, "Indeed, there is at least a heavenly soul sleeping in that black ring, but it seems to be affected by Some kind of irreparable damage, no accident, it will not recover in eighteen hundred years, even if you wake up, I am afraid that the realm of the soul will also plummet. Xiaozong, do you want your soul? I will help You take that ring back."

"No, this is not needed for the time being."

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

"Huh? It looks like someone is coming." Looking for the direction of soul force perception, the clan turned his head to look, and immediately recognized the person, "That is Xiao Yan's father Xiao Zhan.

"

With that said, the dark clouds were removed.

......

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

Although Xiao Yan's bloodline of Emperor Dou, which was already scarce, was gone, his soul perception was still good. Not long after the rain stopped, he heard noises in the woods. At this time, there was no one else to see him except his father.

"Haha, Yan'er, why is it so late? You're still outside, and you're still soaking wet. Be careful of catching a cold." In the woods, Xiao Zhan's concerned voice came from far to near. si reduce si

The leaves swayed in the wind, and a middle-aged man with a long beard came out of the woods, with a trace of concern on his face, staring at his son who had turned into a chicken under the moonlight.

"Didn't it rain just now?" Seeing that Xiao Zhan didn't get a drop of rain on his body, Xiao Yan's face showed a puzzled look.

"It's raining?" Xiao Zhan looked around. Except for Xiao Yan's wet body, there was no trace of rain in other places. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Could it be that his son was too devoted to his cultivation and brought himself out. The hallucination is coming.

"Yan'er, are you still thinking about the divorce a few days ago?" Xiao Zhan strode up to Xiao Yan and laughed.

"Haha... What's there to think about, I will definitely defeat Nalan Yanran in three years and restore the reputation of my Xiao family." Xiao Yan shook his head feigning ease, showing a very reluctant smile. sacrifice as sacrifice

"Alas..." Looking at Xiao Yan's immature face with a strong smile, Xiao Yan sighed lightly, "Yan'er, you are already fifteen years old."

"En." Xiao Yan's eyes dimmed.

He knew what his father wanted to say. In the Xiao family, as long as they passed the 16-year-old coming-of-age ceremony and did not reach the seventh stage of Dou Qi, they would be disqualified from entering the Dou Qi Pavilion to choose exercises, and then assigned to the family property. , do some clutter. There is no qualification to turn over in 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 sixth rank of Dou Qi, and the seventh rank would take even longer, when he was already sixteen years old.

Seeing his son showing a look of almost giving up, Xiao Zhan gritted his teeth, "Yan'er, go to the Mitel auction with me tomorrow. I heard that there is a fourth-grade pharmacist there, I will go and beg someone, if He is willing to help, maybe he can find a solution." Mi He Mi

"Fourth-rank alchemist?" Xiao Yan heard the words, his eyes lit up instantly, but quickly dimmed. Fourth-rank alchemist was at least a fighting spirit-level existence. How could such a big man pay any attention to his little Xiao Xiao? Household waste.

In the mentality of not wanting to disappoint his father's good intentions, Xiao Yan agreed, "I see, father."

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