Picked Up A Chat Group From The Heavens

Before you know it, it's already evening.

As the sun sets, and evening glow, there are fewer pedestrians in the streets of Wutan City.

Xiahou also finished visiting several shops in the city, and the hundreds of thousands of gold coins given by Nalan Yanran almost ran out.

Hundreds of thousands of gold coins were spent in less than a day, and it was too big to say, and it was scary to say it.

At this time, Xiahou found that Xiao Yan had left the Xiao family and went outside the city.

It is estimated that Xiao Yan went to the mountain outside the city to blame the heavens and others.

There is a big mountain not far from Utan City, the scenery is still good, and there are no poisonous snakes or beasts, it is a good place to play.

"Perhaps, there will be no small gains tonight." Xiahou thought.

~

The night is as cool as water, the moon is like a silver plate, and the stars are shining.

Wushan, located near Wutan City, was completely silent. On a hillside meadow, Xiao Yan was lying with a dog's tail in his mouth.

At this time, Xiao Yan had a bitter face.

What happened during the day made Xiao Yan a laughingstock. His family had already regarded him as a scum. After a while, the entire Utan City would laugh at him.

There is a secret in Xiao Yan's heart, he is a traverser.

It should be said that it is a journey, and it should be said that Xiao Yan's soul reincarnated to a different plane, without passing through the mythological Bridge of Helplessness, Granny Meng’s Soup and so on.

Because of his two lives, Xiao Yan's soul was relatively strong, and this made him a genius.

"Everything is strength! If I have enough strength, I won't be humiliated today." Xiao Yan shouted.

Xiao Yan had a clear understanding of strength in this fighting spirit continent.

"Haha, Little Wawa, it seems that you really need help!" An old laugh suddenly sounded.

Xiao Yan was startled. He quickly sat up and looked around, only to find that there was no one around.

This night, there was a sudden voice, and I still couldn't see the individual, Xiao Yan was a little frightened.

ghost?

It does not seem strange to encounter ghosts in the mountains at night.

In his previous life, Xiao Yan might have sneered at ghosts, but all such mysterious things happened to him, and it was not uncommon for Ghosts to exist.

"Who? It's sneaky and has the ability to come out." Although Xiao Yan was panicked in his heart, he still tried to maintain his composure.

"Don't look for it, the old man is in the ring on your finger. Speaking of which, I also want to thank you for your consecration over the past three years!" The old voice sounded again.

ring?

Three years of worship?

Xiao Yan lowered his head and fixed his eyes on the ring on his hand. This simple black ring was a relic left by his mother. He had worn it since he was a child.

At this time, Xiao Yan also fully understood that he became a waste material three years ago, his cultivation fighting spirit disappeared, and the fighting spirit in his body became less and less. The ring on the hand is absorbed.

"The fighting spirit that disappeared in my body was your ghost?" Xiao Yan's face was distorted, gloomy and ferocious, his eyes filled with anger.

"Hey, the old man is also forced to be helpless! Don't blame the little baby!"

At this moment, Xiao Yan was furious.

"My cnmlgb." Xiao Yan cursed.

The angry Xiao Yan tore off the ring very neatly and threw it out with force.

Not far away was a steep cliff, and the ring that Xiao Yan threw down fell off the cliff.

At the moment when he threw the ring out, Xiao Yan also calmed down. He hurriedly reached out to grab the ring, but it was too late.

Coming to the edge of the cliff, looking down at the bottom, it is this big night again, it is difficult to go down and find it.

For a moment, Xiao Yan patted his forehead annoyedly: "Too reckless."

It was also because Xiao Yan suddenly knew the culprit who had humiliated him for three years that Xiao Yan lost control.

The reason why Xiao Yan would be upset and regret it, on the one hand, the ring was his mother's relic, on the other hand, there was a ‘ghost’ in the ring, and after inhaling his fighting spirit for three years, he might be able to help him.

"Forget it, just come back with own talent, a broken ring with ghosts in it, throw it away," Xiao Yan muttered.

Next, Xiao Yan couldn't wait to sit on the ground and cultivate.

Seeing that the vindictive spirit was no longer lost, Xiao Yan clenched his fists, his expression excited.

It was confirmed that the own talent was back. Xiao Yan's excitement was beyond words before, and it was only after three years that it was more important.

After being excited, Xiao Yan frowned again.

Xiao Yan is facing a big challenge. He is now fifteen years old and will have a coming-of-age ceremony in another year. If he fails to reach the seven-stage fighting spirit, he will be abandoned by the family and assigned to the family industry. , It is difficult to have a great future in a lifetime.

At present, Xiao Yan had only three stages of fighting spirit, and within a year, he had to Ascension to seven stages of fighting spirit, even if his talent returned, it would be extremely difficult.

"With own talent, within a year, it shouldn’t be a problem to go from the third stage of the fighting spirit to the fifth stage, but the seventh stage is difficult. It would be good if there is an elixir that speeds up the efficiency of the cultivation, but this type of elixir is all priced. It's expensive, and I don't have the money to buy it! Oh! It's distressing." Xiao Yan frowned.

~

At the foot of a cliff in Wushan, Xiahou smiled, holding a simple black ring in his hand, which Xiao Yan still had.

"Xiao Yan, but you threw it yourself away, I didn't grab your Gold Finger." Xiahou thought.

After picking up a Yao Lao, Xiahou was also very happy.

Yao Lao still has some good things, at least Fen Jue and Gu Ling's cold fire are attractive to Xiahou.

"Come out!" Xiahou said the ring among his opponents.

As Xiahou spoke, the quaint black ring glowed slightly, and then an illusory figure appeared. This old illusion figure was Yao Lao's soul.

"Little Wawa, who are you?" Yao Lao looked at Xiahou without fear.

"Yao Chen, in this fighting spirit continent, you are also the number one person, but you are so embarrassed." Xiahou sighed.

"Which force in Zhongzhou are you from?" Yao Lao looked solemn.

Xiahou accompanied Nalan Yanran to the Xiao family's retirement, but Yao Lao hiding in Xiao Yan's ring was clear.

Yao Lao couldn't see through Xiahou either.

Although I couldn't see through Xiahou, Yao Lao thought that he was at least a fighting sect.

"I'm from outside the world." Xiahou said lightly.

"Tianwai?" Yao Lao was surprised.

"There is a sky outside the sky, this fighting spirit continent is very big in your opinion, but in my opinion it is very small." Xiahou said.

After hearing what Xiahou said, Yao Lao was lost in thought.

"I have inhaled Xiao Yan's spirit of fighting for three years. I must help him. I hope you don't stop it." Yao Lao.

"It's easy to say, first give me Fen Jue and Bone Spirit Lenghuo." Xia Hou stretched out his hand and asked Yao Lao for Fen Jue and Bone Spirit Lenghuo.

"Fen Jue? Bone Spirit cold?" Yao Lao's expression changed.

Fen Jue is no trivial matter, and bone spirit coldness is even more important to Yao Lao.

After thinking about it, Old Yao said: "Fen Jue can be given to you, but Bone Spirit is cold and cold."

"You are not qualified to bargain with me." Xiahou sneered.

"..." Yao Lao smiled bitterly.

The situation is better than others, and Yao Lao is also very helpless!

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