Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"I see."

After listening to Hong Yue's statement about the final selection of warrior candidates, Ling Xiao nodded.

It seems that a lot of things happened in Tianhai City during his absence.

I guess I have become one of the missing or dead people.

"Hongyue, what's the point of telling him this? It's impossible for him to attend the White Tiger Gathering."

Lan Xue said coldly.

"Oh, tell me what's wrong. Big brother, let's go have a meal. After dinner, we'll go play together. I guess I won't have time to play with you after I leave."

Hongyue took Ling Xiao's hand and walked towards the dining room.

That night, the night was like water, and everything entered a state of silence.

Ling Xiao stayed in a simple house built with thatched grass, and a piece of text was passing by in his mind.

This text is a memory deep in his mind.

This memory didn't belong to him, but he got it accidentally.

Ling Xiao didn't care much about other memories. What he was most concerned about now was how to restore his internal strength.

His internal strength obviously did not disappear, but was all hidden deep in his cells.

This is probably because after the battle with the first demon king Yuanshen, these internal forces automatically took defensive measures to protect his body from being destroyed.

But these internal forces are now hidden deep in the cells and cannot be used. It is simply a waste.

In the memory of another world, there is a special training method that can extract the power of cells and then fight.

In Ling Xiao's view, since he can extract energy from cells, there should be no problem in restoring his own internal strength.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and began to practice according to the practice methods in his memory.

Gradually, he entered a strange state.

He could feel that the power hidden in the cells was flying out bit by bit, and then re-entering his meridians, entering the place where it was supposed to stay.

At this moment, he was ecstatic.

These days, he has been trying the same cultivation method, but with little success. Unexpectedly, on the seventh day, he finally achieved remarkable results.

This shows that his efforts over the past few days have not been in vain.

He closed his eyes again and entered the cultivation state again.

In this situation, recovering one's cultivation is the most important thing.

Martial pulse realm!

Extraordinary realm!

Realm of Heaven and Humanity!

Cave Heaven Realm!

The first level of Yin and Yang realm!

The second level of Yin and Yang realm!

The third level of Yin and Yang realm!

In just one night, Ling Xiao finally restored his cultivation to the third level of Yin and Yang Realm. This was really fast.

"At this rate, if you give me another two days, I should be able to fully recover, which will be just in time for the final selection of the White Tiger Society."

Ling Xiao opened his eyes and looked at the sunshine coming in from the window, feeling very good.

A night of practice left him mentally exhausted and he had to rest.

His soul was also seriously damaged during the battle with the First Heavenly Demon King, and it is estimated that he will not be able to use his soul power to fight for some time.

Only the Tai Chi eye should still be usable.

If it was in his prime, he wouldn't be so exhausted in one night.

"Aling, get up and start working. Don't think that because Miss Hongyue is protecting you, you can be lazy."

A thick voice came from outside the door, it was the tiger-headed man who saved Ling Xiao that day.

His name is "Qin Hu", and his cultivation has reached the twelfth level of Yin and Yang realm.

Of course, being over forty years old, this level of cultivation is not considered high.

But compared to many warriors, he is truly an absolute powerhouse.

Qin Hu was a nice person. In order to prevent Ling Xiao from being looked down upon in this small family, he specially found a job for him.

This small family has a restaurant in the small town, and passing warriors and guests like to come here to take a rest and have something to eat.

Business is still pretty good.

Ling Xiao's job is to serve people tea, water and food. To put it bluntly, he is just a little boy.

But Ling Xiao doesn't hate this kind of work.

Relying on your own efforts to make money and earn dignity is also a good choice. If someone saves you, you can't just eat and drink for free.

I don’t know if it’s because the final selection of White Tiger Warriors candidates is about to begin, but there are a lot of guests in the tavern today.

Ling Xiao was so busy that he wished he could use one person as ten people.

In the process of busy work, he continued to hone his physical skills and internal strength.

It's quite a joy.

As it approached the afternoon, the number of people became less and less.

At this moment, a person walked in from outside the door.

This man, just standing there, attracted the attention of almost everyone.

He is obviously a man, but he has a face that makes even women jealous.

Dressed in white clothes, the jade trees stand in the wind.

He can definitely be called the best young man.

"Waiter, serve the wine, serve the good wine!"

The young man in white entered the tavern without even looking at anyone else. It could be said that he looked above his head, or that he was arrogant, which is actually appropriate.

Ling Xiao hurriedly took a pot of wine and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Sir, this is the best Liuye wine in our store. Please use it carefully. Do you want anything else?"

"Get out!"

The young man in white waved his hand and asked Ling Xiao to leave, but his words were very unpleasant.

Ling Xiao frowned, thinking that although this person had strong cultivation and was more terrifying than Qin Hu, his virtue was really something that people dare not praise.

"Who are you telling to get out?"

Although his cultivation has not yet fully recovered, Ling Xiao's temper is destined to make it impossible for him to swallow this bad breath: "Apologise immediately!"

The young man in white glanced at Ling Xiao and couldn't help but smile: "Apologise to you, this loser? Listen up, I am Prince Charming, from the White Horse Kingdom, a subsidiary of the Tianhai Empire. I came here in the early years and had an engagement with Miss Lan Xue. .

If you work as a slave for their family, then I am half your master. What's wrong with telling you to get out?

That's to give you face, go and ask Lan Xue to come over. "

"I don't care if you are Prince Charming or Prince Dark. If you say something wrong, you have to apologize."

Ling Xiao said coldly.

"You dog slave who doesn't understand human language, get out!"

Prince Charming suddenly slapped Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes and suddenly moved about an inch, dodging the slap.

Although his cultivation has only returned to the third level of Yin-Yang Realm, his Tai Chi Eye is still very powerful and he can predict the opponent's attack in advance, so he can avoid this slap.

But it's a pity that this slap was avoided.

But he couldn't avoid the next kick from Prince Charming.

Prince Charming saw that his slap failed to knock Ling Xiao away, and he was obviously a little angry. He felt that his face was shameless and humiliating, so he kicked Ling Xiao very hard.

An ordinary warrior with a third-level cultivation in the Yin-Yang Realm would have been kicked to death on the spot.

But Ling Xiao just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.

Although his cultivation level has not recovered, his body is extremely strong. In addition, there is still a lot of internal energy in the cells. I am afraid it will not be easy for the opponent to kill him.