"Boom!"

Ten days later, in the backyard of Tsing Yi Pavilion, two bodies, one strong and one thin, quickly collided with each other, and the fists surrounded by Xuan Qi collided suddenly, and then the two flew out upside down at the same time.

"Haha!"

Xiao Lang burst out laughing: "More than ninety tiger strength, knife you are making rapid progress! Keep working hard, you will definitely be able to break through the war general realm before the Divine Soul Festival!"

The knife over there scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm still far behind my brother!Brother, how much tiger power have you reached now?"

In the realm of martial artists in the Divine Soul Continent, the best way to judge is to not use any martial arts, and directly use Xuan Qi to test the strength. The Battle Division Realm has the power of ten to ninety-nine tigers, and the War General realm has the power of one hundred to a thousand tigers.

Just now, Xiao Lang used the power of ninety tigers to collide with the knife, and as a result, he flew out upside down and was more than a meter away from the knife, obviously the strength of the knife has reached more than ninety tigers, as long as he breaks through the power of a hundred tigers, he can reach the realm of a general.

Chihiro next to him also asked curiously: "Yes, Childe, it's been almost a month since you came to the Xiao family, and you should have made great progress by cultivating so hard every day, right?"

Xiao Lang touched his nose and said: "Hehe, let's make a little progress, it is estimated that before the Divine Soul Festival, it should be no problem to reach the middle level of the general, and now it is almost more than two hundred tiger strength, hehe!"

"More than two hundred tigers..."

Chihiro and the two guards twitched, and Knife grinned happily. This master's cultivation speed is really perverted, when he was in Medicine King City, he only had the power of a hundred tigers, and it has been less than a month since he came back, and he is about to reach the power of three hundred tigers, that is, the level of a middle-level general.

Of course, Chihiro and they all knew that if Xiao Lang continued to stay in Medicine King City, his cultivation speed would definitely not be so fast, and the herbs that the Xiao family gave them to nourish their bodies were priceless.

Xiao Lang didn't dwell on this matter, but asked Qianxun, "Qianhiro, do you have a way to summon the eighth master?"

Chihiro immediately said, "It's simple, Childe, please command." ”

"Well, you interrogate and ask about Liu Ya's situation, and by the way, let the eighth master bring a message to Liu Ya, I will go to Medicine King City after the Divine Soul Festival!"

As he spoke, Xiao Lang thought of the bewitching woman who was full of charm. For Liu Ya, he doesn't have too deep feelings. Not because she used to be the most famous slut in Medicine King City, nor because she had a pitiful and pathetic story. He chose to accept her, perhaps because of a moment of spiritual touch.

Since he accepted her, Xiao Lang already regarded her as his own woman in his heart, and he subconsciously had to be responsible for her. Returning to the Xiao family has been full of things and troubles, and Xiao Lang has no time to take care of her, so he can only wait until the Divine Soul Festival, awaken a powerful divine soul by himself, and completely gain a firm foothold in the family.

Chihiro immediately went to do something, Xiao Lang was about to continue cultivating, but Zen Lao came over and reminded with a smile: "Childe, if you want to attend the banquet later, let's go and freshen up first." ”

"Banquet?"

In the past ten days, Xiao Lang has been practicing frantically every day, and he has forgotten about it, and at this moment, as soon as Zen Lao reminded him, he knew that tonight was a poetry banquet held by the princess of the purple shirt.

"Well, Xiaodao, you continue to cultivate, and tell your aunt, I won't come back for dinner!"

Xiao Lang followed Chan Lao and left, took a bath, and Chan Lao came in with a few maids to dress up Xiao Lang.

"Here it again... Zen old man, can't I wear my usual clothes?"

Looking at the gorgeous brocade robe in Zen Lao's hand, Xiao Lang's face turned green, he wore this kind of robe once, that is, he accompanied Xiao Immortal to participate in the palace banquet, and he was uncomfortable wearing it. It feels like someone who was used to wearing denim T-shirts in his previous life suddenly wants to wear a suit and tie for you...

Zen Lao also smiled bitterly: "This is a relatively high-level banquet, and you now represent the face of the Xiao family to a certain extent, so..."

"Okay!"

Xiao Lang smiled bitterly, and let the two medium-looking maids get busy with themselves, put on gorgeous robes, boots, and girdle their waists, and hang jade sachets. Later, he began to knot Xiao Lang's hair, and it took more than half an hour to come up in such a round, and when he finally wanted to paint Xiao Lang's face with eyebrows, Xiao Lang went straight away...

"Okay, okay, just dress up like this when your son attends the banquet in the future!"

Zen Lao hurriedly rounded the field, he knew that if he continued, Xiao Lang would definitely not cooperate in the future. After looking at Xiao Lang's dress, he nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Childe, you are much more handsome when you dress up, and you will definitely make countless young ladies feel excited at night, haha!"

There is a row of black lines on Xiao Lang's forehead, what do men want to be so handsome?

The men in the racecourse of Yanyu Villa are all handsome, are they useful? He always believes that men must have a manly temperament, such as Xiao Futu, such as Duguxing, that kind of man is attractive.

Riding in a luxurious carriage, Chihiro and two escorts rode with her. This time he was traveling alone, and Xiao Lang's mood became extremely relaxed, and he directly lifted the curtain along the way and enjoyed the night of the imperial capital.

As a thousand-year-old city, one of the largest cities in the Divine Soul Continent, the imperial capital is old and extremely prosperous, with wide streets, neat bluestone buildings, and endless crowds of people and horses, all witnessing the vicissitudes of this ancient city.

"Childe, this is the Avenue of the Rain Concubine, which was named by the sixth emperor of the dynasty to commemorate a concubine. This avenue leads directly to the Imperial Palace, and the big mansion in front of it is the residence of the He family of the Ten Great Families..."

Along the way, a guard kept introducing Xiao Lang through the carriage, and Xiao Lang also had a preliminary understanding of this imperial capital.

The imperial capital is really big, Yufei Avenue is dozens of miles long and runs through the north and south of the imperial capital, there are six such avenues in the imperial capital, and the rest of the streets and alleys are not at least hundreds. There are hundreds of thousands of large and small buildings in the city, the imperial palace is in the center of the imperial capital, and there are ten major families in the city, each of which is several times larger than the Huo family.

The four super families are all outside the city, the Xiao family is outside the north city, the Zuo family is in the west city, the Dongfang family is in the south city, and the most mysterious rebel family is outside the east city. The four great families are like the four most loyal guards, protecting this ancient city for thousands of years.

The palace has arrived!

Without Xiao Buying to lead the way, the carriage could only stop and be inspected.

Xiao Lang asked Qianxun to hand over the invitation card of Yun Zishan, but he looked through the window at the towering palace wall dozens of meters high.

The guard checked the invitation card and Xiao Lang's token, and bowed to Xiao Lang: "Meet Lang Gongzi, please!"

Xiao Lang opened the curtain in front of him and nodded lightly, and the carriage slowly moved forward, entering the palace with the most power in the dynasty.

Just as the palace gate is as deep as the sea, Xiao Lang is a passerby from now on!

Xiao Lang looked at the magnificent, solemn and domineering courtyard outside the window, and sighed at the impermanence of the world, not long ago, he was still a master who was forced to flee all over the mountain by a small city boy like Situ Zhantian, but today he walked into the palace alone in the open.

He was not proud of the change in his status, but strengthened his determination to become a strong man.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest. This world is more cruel than in previous lives, and if you want to get more, you have to pay more.