The Most Powerful Young Man

Bringing Qin Qianqian back to Qin's house, Xiao Yao went upstairs without saying a word.

"Qianqian, what's the matter with Xiao Yao? Looks like he doesn't look very good?" Qin Rou frowned slightly and asked.

"I don't know either!" Qin Qianqian said helplessly, spreading his hands, "When he talked to the old man, he distracted me."

Qin Rou sighed, gave Qin Qianqian a blank look, and said, "I know that you little girl is not reliable."

Qin Qianqian stuck out his tongue: "I'm not to blame. People don't want me to hear it. I can still rely on it."

Qin Rou sighed. In fact, she said that before. She also understood what Qin Qianqian said. If the conversation between Xiao Yao and Zhuge Fentian did not want Qin Qianqian to hear, the two of them didn't know how much they could do. .

Therefore, she couldn't find a reason to blame Qin Qianqian.

"Forget it, this is his own business, we can't help much." Qin Rou sighed.

Qin Qianqian smiled and said, "Auntie, you son, it's really not easy at all!"

"Who said he is simple? He, like his father, is not a worry-free master." Qin Rou took a deep breath and said with a smile, "However, one thing they have in common when they are bigger is what they do. It’s not something we can mix in, so it makes me worry a lot less."

Qin Rou's words made Qin Qianqian a little depressed.

"Auntie, since they are not doing what we can mix in, then we can only be anxious. Why did they become less worried when they came to you?" Qin Qianqian asked.

Qin Rou glanced at Qin Qianqian and explained, "Because I know that even if they really have some trouble, I can't help much. Since this is the case, what else do I need to worry about?"

Qin Qianqian nodded, feeling that what her aunt said was quite reasonable, but after thinking about it, she thought it was impossible to find another open-minded person like Qin Rou. There will be Qin Rou's ideological consciousness, anyway, if she encounters such a thing, she will definitely not be able to think like Qin Rou's.

And Xiao Yao, who was upstairs, was not idle at this time.

Now he is full of curiosity about the storage ring in his hand. He hurried upstairs before, not because of a bad mood, let alone any worries.

"If this is really a storage ring, I really found a treasure." He was a little excited when he thought of everything he had felt from the storage ring in Zhuge Fentian. It’s the first time for Xiao Yao to say that he has seen it with his own eyes. Although he doesn’t know what’s in the storage ring, in his opinion, even if there’s nothing in it, it’s the same. A baby.

Storage ring! This sounds very tall, okay?

In the past, Xiao Yao also heard what Jinglei said. The storage ring existed because some wonderful formations were placed on this ring. It was just those strange gates that Xiao Yao didn’t know very well. Even if it was Jinglei, Only a little understanding of the fur, of course it was impossible to give Xiao Yao a detailed explanation at the beginning.

However, this will not dispel Xiao Yao's excitement at this time, after all, as long as the storage ring is in his hand, he doesn't bother to think about other complicated issues.

After dropping a drop of blood earlier, Xiao Yao felt as if there was an extra transmission tube in his mind, but what the real purpose of this transmission tube was, Xiao Yao didn’t know very well. Now, he can do it well. Test it out.

As a result, he began to get lucky with the Yuan Li in his body, and slowly entered the transmission tube.

In the next second, his soul seemed to be violently pulled out of his body by something.

"Successful!" Xiao Yao was delighted, and once again entered the previous ring space.

As soon as he entered that space, Xiao Yao felt refreshed. He didn't know why he had such a strange feeling, and there was no way in the final analysis, but he could really feel that there seemed to exist in this ring space. A very pure aura, and this aura seems to be able to nourish one's internal organs, even the soul.

"Damn, it's no wonder that all the hidden schools are so good. With such a baby, it's weird that the speed of cultivation can be slow!" Xiao Yao cursed inwardly.

He really didn't know how he should describe those hermit sects.

In the past, he felt that the hermit sect were also some cultivators, but now it seems that he and the disciples of those hermit sects have no way to compare, and it is really a good thing to throw away, and people are more dead than people.

Those big disciples of the Purple Golden Gate have such rare and precious treasures on them, and they don’t know if there are any good things in those heads and elders. That is to say, Xiao Yao’s strength is not good now. If he is right If he is confident, according to his temper, he really wants to kill the Zijinmen and looting that sect. Now he can only hope that the other party will not trouble him at this time.

Otherwise, with the strength of Zijinmen, it would not be impossible to kill oneself.

In the ring space, Xiao Yao had a kind of intuition, this kind of spiritual energy helped him a lot.

All he did not resist, his mind stopped thinking, just silently, feeling the aura.

He was surprised to find that when he thought of this in his mind, the little person who looked exactly like himself in the ring space actually did it cross-legged at this time, as if he was in a meditation state.

"What is this?" Xiao Yao was really curious. It's just that now there is someone around him who can explain to him, and the doubts in his heart now are not available on the Internet using Baidu, so he can only be curious in his heart.

He wasn't in a hurry, anyway, the ring was already in his hand. As long as he could be sure that there was no harm to him in this state, it would be enough.

While feeling the aura, Xiao Yao's body also lay quietly on the bed. After a long time, he let out a long sigh of relief, showing a pity on his face.

He always felt that he and the aura in the ring seemed to be slowly establishing a certain kind of opportunity. As long as he could seize that opportunity, his body and cultivation level would undergo earth-shaking changes again. It was just that kind of opportunity. It was like a firefly in the night. Whenever he stretched out his hand to catch it, the light disappeared in an instant.

Even so, after resting for a while, he also felt that his mental state was much better, and the vitality in his body seemed to be a lot more abundant, and the breakthrough might not be too far away.

"It's been a long time, at least, it must be more than ten hours?" Xiao Yao sighed, and began to look at everything in the ring again.

The ring space is still relatively large, and this is also compared with a villain.

In the ring space, Xiao Yao’s little man looks like a little ant. Moreover, in this space, there are a lot of things. There are more than a dozen bookshelves. It is estimated that you can open one when you pull it out. The library is now. In addition to the bookshelves, there are also some cabinets with many good things on them.

What makes Xiao Yao more curious is that he can always feel that in this space, there seems to be a summoning power, and that voice seems to always induce Xiao Yao to move in a certain direction, but when Xiao Yao wants to listen carefully He couldn't hear anything anymore, which made him feel depressed.

Fortunately, Xiao Yao is also a calm person. Anyway, the ring is in his own hand. If you want to figure out the secrets in it, it won’t take too long. All of this is to be seen. For fate, if fate is not there, no amount of effort will be used by oneself.

"En? There is actually a mental technique and martial arts about cultivation?" Xiao Yao glanced at the bookshelf, and was shocked.

This is indeed a library, and the books here, in addition to the cultivation of the mind, are some martial arts instructions. This is really useful for Xiao Yao. The biggest difference between him and the practitioners of the hermit sect is now. That is, the opponent has too many martial arts, but Xiao Yao can do too few.

If you can get it, it is estimated that the Qi will break through the sky.

"You have to take a good look." Xiao Yao nodded, then sat down cross-legged, looking at the martial arts.

Time didn't know how long it had passed, and Xiao Yao finally woke up suddenly.

"I have to go out and watch it next time. Anyway, these things are mine now, and I won't run away with wings. I really don't know how long it has been outside, one day? Two days?"

When thinking of this, Xiao Yao had already retreated along the transmission tube.

In reality, Xiao Yao suddenly opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes, and the spirit of the whole person seemed to be much better than before.

He stretched out his hand to touch the phone beside the bed and glanced at it and sighed: "It used to be half past ten, but now it's eleven o'clock the next day-Huh? No! Is this still today?"

The expression on Xiao Yao's face seemed to see a ghost.

Not to mention that now he has spent a lot of time meditating in the ring to absorb the aura. Even if he only spent an hour, it was more than 30 minutes past, right? What's more, he has watched martial arts for so long, and only 30 minutes have passed outside this place?

To be honest, Xiao Yao initially estimated that 30 hours had passed.

Just thinking of this, he couldn't help being startled in a cold sweat.

"Is it possible, because one minute outside is equal to one hour in the ring?" Xiao Yao was ecstatic as soon as he thought of this. If it is really what he thinks, then he cultivates in the ring. Isn't it dozens of times the outside?