The days were spent in peace.

Xiao Lang and Xiaodao both practiced frantically, day and night. I just want to break through the first order before the Divine Soul Festival.

On the tenth day after returning from the Field Hunting Competition, Xiao Lang unexpectedly received a summons from Xiao Immortal.

Xiao Buying and Xiao Futu were the only two people Xiao Lang had a good impression of the Xiao family, and he summoned Xiao Lang to stop cultivating immediately, and he didn't change his clothes, so he was sweating profusely and walked towards the Blue Emperor Pavilion.

"Grandpa!"

After entering the study, Xiao Lang immediately saluted, but Xiao Buying said very seriously: "You don't need to salute when you see me in the future, we don't have so many politeness!"

Xiao Lang grinned and didn't speak, just looked at Xiao Immortal, a little puzzled why he summoned him. Xiao Immortal pointed to the chair next to him and asked Xiao Lang to sit down, and then said kindly: "I heard that you have been cultivating frantically lately?

Xiao Lang said honestly: "It should be able to achieve!"

"Lang'er!"

Xiao Busheng nodded with satisfaction: "I heard that you don't get along well with the children of the family? But you still have to fit in with this big family and be recognized by most people. I am going to make you the young patriarch after you awaken the divine soul, on the premise that you must awaken a heaven-level divine soul. So the necessary performance, you still need it, otherwise it is too unkind, and the elders will have opinions, after all, the young patriarch is a candidate for the future patriarch of the family, and he needs to serve the public!"

"Young Patriarch!"

Xiao Lang was stunned, the identities of the young patriarch and the young master of the son are completely different, and their status in the family can be higher than that of the elders, and even higher than the elders who have no real power.

He touched his nose and couldn't accept it for a while, muttered for a moment, looked at Xiao Buying's eyes that were full of hope, and nodded and said, "Grandpa, I'll pay attention!"

"Good!"

Xiao Bu Die's face is happy, he is most afraid that Xiao Lang has grown up in the mountains since he was a child, and he will become withdrawn and unruly, so it is very difficult for him to have the intention to promote and protect him. He advised: "Don't be in Tsing Yi Pavilion when you practice recently, go to the family martial arts hall and practice with everyone." There are no factions in the Xiao family, and many of the children are not bad, so communicate with them well. You know what grandpa means, right?"

"There are no factions..."

Xiao Lang pouted secretly, but he couldn't bear to disobey Xiao Immortal's kindness, so he could only respond: "Okay, grandpa, I'll go to the martial arts hall tomorrow to practice!"

Under Xiao Buying's satisfied gaze, Xiao Lang left straight back to Tsing Yi Pavilion, and told his aunt about it, Xiao Qingyi also nodded and said: "Your grandfather is working hard and wants to train you to take over, whether you have the heart or not, let's show it, let your grandfather be happy, he has suffered no less than us!"

Xiao Qingyi knows Xiao Lang's character very well, and it is very difficult for him to be the head of the Xiao family. A person like Xiao Lang is a lone wolf, it may be okay for him to command a few wolves to fight, but it is estimated that it is more difficult to manage a group of wolves than to kill him.

Xiao Lang was silent, anyway, it was the same wherever he cultivated, and no one in the Xiao family would dare to provoke him. If he behaves casually, he can make his grandfather and aunt happier, and he doesn't mind acting better.

On the second day, Xiao Lang got up early, and after cultivating Xuanqi in the room for an hour, he walked straight towards Yanwutang after eating early. Xiaodao has a dull personality, and Xiao Lang simply let him practice with Chihiro alone.

The Yanwu Hall was next to the square in the center of the Xiao family's compound, and when Xiao Lang walked in, there were already hundreds of Xiao family disciples sitting there to cultivate Xuan Qi.

"It's good to have fewer waves!"

"Lang Shao, are you here to cultivate?"

Xiao Lang's sudden arrival surprised countless people, but a few people stood up with joy on their faces and greeted Xiao Lang.

Xiao Lang smiled and nodded, his eyes swept in the spacious Yanwu Hall, and found many acquaintances. For example, Xiao Jin, who started a war with him on the first day he entered the family, and the peerless genius of the Xiao family, the sixteen-year-old general, the middle-level Xiao Ye, and some of the children of the Xiao family who had seen it in the field hunting competition last time were also there. The people who practice in Yanwutang are all children under the age of eighteen, including men and women, and children in their teens.

"Hello Elder!"

Xiao Lang saluted to a strong man at the top, this was Xiao Qinghu, the elder of the Yanwutang, and one of Xiao Bufu's sons.

"Well, find a place to sit down and practice!"

Xiao Qinghu nodded lightly, his expression was not friendly or deliberately targeted, he swept away the crowd and snorted: "What are you looking at? ”

Xiao Lang casually found a vacant place and crossed his knees to cultivate Xuan Qi again, and after half an hour, Xiao Qinghu suddenly shouted: "When the time comes, start refining the flesh below, and go to the square all over!"

Xiao Lang had no accident, before the age of eighteen, the martial artist basically did not practice martial arts, but only cultivated Xuan Qi and tempered the body, and of course, actual combat. followed everyone towards the outside of the square, and there were side disciples all the way, greeting him with a smile, and Xiao Lang responded with a smile one by one. Xiao Jin and Xiao Ye and some others didn't see him, and they didn't even glance at him.

There are countless iron piers in the square, of varying weights, and everyone chooses the iron piers that they can bear, raises them on their shoulders, and starts to run around the square.

"It's too light!"

Xiao Lang grabbed the two heaviest iron piers, and found that they were still too light, so he had no choice but to carry them and follow everyone to run wildly. His move made some young ladies embarrassed, and there were more than 300 sons in the audience, and only Xiao Ye, who was the strongest, was holding the heaviest iron pier. Countless young ladies are carrying iron piers that are at least twice as light as Xiao Lang.

"Hmph, let's pretend, we'll see how many laps you can run later?"

Xiao Ye, who was already running wildly in the distance, laughed mockingly, his realm was higher than Xiao Lang, he used to hold an iron pier that was lighter than this, this time he deliberately wanted to press Xiao Lang, but he didn't expect Xiao Lang to be the same as him. He also thought that Xiao Lang was raising the bar with him, and his inner fighting spirit was stimulated, and he immediately began to speed up.

The martial artist's Xuan Qi operates, and the strength is naturally great, and the strength and body of people with high realms are naturally stronger. Xiao Ye thinks that he cultivates very hard, his physical physique is good, and he is a middle-level general, so he feels that he is more durable than Xiao Lang.

Who knew that the next development made Xiao Ye's inner fighting spirit even stronger.

Xiao Lang ran at full speed, like a wild bull, overtaking countless people at once and chasing after him.

"Fight!"

Xiao Ye was ruthless, gritted his teeth and increased his speed to run as wildly as Xiao Lang, surpassing the children in front of him all the way.

Now that it's on the bar, let's fight to the end.

Touched by Xiao Lang and Xiao Ye, the children of the family also began to accelerate. The square is very large, and more than 300 people are connected into a long snake, running around the square one by one, sweating to their heart's content, challenging the limits of the body, and making the body continue to become stronger.

Three laps, ten laps, thirty laps.

At the beginning, there were young and low-level disciples who couldn't stand it anymore and quit cultivation, sitting aside to rest, gasping for air.

Fifty laps, there are only 30 people on the field who can hold on.

Eighty laps, all the disciples couldn't stand it anymore and stopped cultivating. Only Xiao Ye, who was covered with iron faces, and Xiao Lang, who was sweating like rain, were running wildly.

Xiao Ye felt that he was almost at the limit, but he gritted his teeth and held on, and said hatefully towards Xiao Lang in front of him: "I don't believe it, can you beat me as a beginner general?