"Half of them is not bad! If you can't beat them, you can get them into the water and freeze them to death!"

After listening to Yao Mengyun's words, Xiao Yao suddenly came back to his senses, and said "Xie Lu Xie" in his heart, his face turned pale, and he used his soul power to manipulate this big python with thick arms, and flew towards the area with the strongest aura in the pool.

Suddenly, the python was like a sudden lightning, emitting a dazzling blue light, leaving a bucket-thick icicle wherever it passed, and the quiet pool of water also showed slight fluctuations again.

Suddenly, a flute sound as thin as a gossamer slowly came from the depths with the fluctuation of the pool water.

If you don't listen attentively, you can hardly hear it, but when you listen carefully, you feel that the tone is bleak and sad, like a mourning ape in the Baxia, and the resentful woman cries at night, and it is touching to listen.

The flute player seems to be high in the sky, and this gut-wrenching tune is slowly sent out by the fluctuation of the pool water, which makes people cry.

"This tune ......"

Xiao Yao's heart was inexplicably throbbing, and his eyes were instantly covered by a touch of mist. Immediately, he sat cross-legged at the bottom of the water, slowly closed his eyes, and listened and felt with his heart.

Soon, he was immersed in this gut-wrenching tune, and his mind was reverberating like a movie about the humiliation he had suffered, echoing his father's earnest teachings, and his helplessness and sadness that he missed his mother but could not see her.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yao's mind appeared in the scene of Yu'er, Xiao Qingya, Leng Bingbing, Yun Xin, and Xiao Lin crying bitterly in front of him.

"Huh!"

The mist in his eyes eventually turned into a drop of crystal, flowing out of the corners of his eyes, drifting up with the slight fluctuations of the pool water.

Then, his mind came up with the pitiful appearance of them when they were in danger, the cute appearance when they whispered to him, the shy appearance of their first love, the touching appearance of their love, and ...... When you break up, that trace of ruthlessness!

Gradually, Xiao Yao was completely immersed in all kinds of emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness in the past, and this state of absolute immersion also allowed him to naturally merge with this sad and heartbreaking flute sound.

In this state of absolute fusion, his soul power grew at an unprecedented terrifying speed, which was a thousand times that of ordinary people's cultivation.

"It is a perfect natural fit with the flute sound so quickly, and it has reached the point of 'forgetting oneself', this child is really surprising!"

The sigh fell, and the turquoise ring suddenly lit up, and Yao Mengyun floated out of it, his face full of wrinkles, at this time, there was no smile of the day, but a serious face.

"Junior Guanghan Palace Yao Mengyun, thank you for the gift of Xiao Xuan's predecessors!

As this loud voice slowly spit out from her mouth, Yao Mengyun hugged her fist in the direction where the flute came from, and then, bent down, her waist and thighs formed a ninety-degree right angle, and bowed deeply to that side in thanks.

Soon, she still maintained this posture, and her originally dim and almost transparent soul body gradually brightened. Yao Mengyun's extremely damaged soul was also repaired at an unbelievable speed.

"Huh!"

I don't know how long it has been, Xiao Yao slowly opened his eyes, staring in the direction where the flute came, and suddenly, he had a feeling of dreaming.

The scenes that keep flashing in my mind are the memories of dreams, and now I dream.

"You're awake!"

The turquoise ring lit up, and Yao Mengyun floated out of it, looking at Xiao Yao with a smile, wearing a purple robe, looking graceful and luxurious.

Gu Jing Bubo's eyes, looking at this transparent old man's figure, and feeling the love between her eyebrows, Xiao Yao suddenly found that he couldn't be as hostile to her as before. I can't even think of the slightest wariness.

"Child, do you feel the change in your soul power?" Yao Mengyun's mouth turned into a kind smile, and those bright eyes were full of approval.

Soul power?

Xiao Yao suddenly retracted his gaze and hurriedly investigated, this exploration, he was stunned to find that his soul power was much more vast than in the past, and the strength was much stronger than in the past.

If his soul power was just a small tree before he came here, then now his soul power is a lush towering tree.

"How did it increase so much?"

Xiao Yao's heart was shocked, dumbfounded, and even blurted out subconsciously.

As soon as the voice fell, he noticed that there was not a drop of water in the area he was in, like a small world isolated from the pool.

"Your soul power, in this month, has been terrifyingly boosted, and it has suddenly reached ten times that of a month ago!"

Yao Mengyun explained, and his wrinkled face couldn't help but swell with approval, "In just one month, you have caught up with other people's decades of cultivation. Your current soul power is already comparable to those junior martial emperors outside. ”

"I've been cultivating here for a month?"

Xiao Yao's face was stunned and incredulous, "The soul power has skyrocketed so much in a month, ten times?"

"Child, you have to know that it is very rare, very rare, to be in a state of being in perfect harmony with nature. ”

"Hmm!"

Xiao Yao nodded, if this state is easy, then there will be many people with strong soul power, and there will be relatively many spirit masters and alchemists, and the status will drop a lot accordingly.

"I've lived for almost five hundred years, and I've only been in that state twice. However, my two times are only seven days combined, far less than your one!"

"You're five hundred years old?"

Xiao Yao was stunned in an instant, and as for what the old man said later, he didn't hear it clearly at all. Of course, what really made him dizzy was not Yao Mengyun's age, but the moment he heard the words "five hundred years", he thought of his mother's age.

400 years old, 300 years old, 200 years old?

"Daddy, is your taste a little heavier?"

Xiao Yao shouted for Xiao Qingfeng in his heart, after all, Xiao Qingfeng was not yet sixty years old, and it was too ...... to find a woman of such age

As soon as he saw Xiao Yao's appearance, Yao Mengyun knew what he was thinking there, and the old man's face showed a look of crying and laughing, and then his eyes rolled, and he sighed faintly and said:

"Alas, when I blew up my dantian, my daughter Xuewei was not yet forty years old, and I didn't know what she was ......."

"How old is your daughter Xuewei, what does it have to do with me?"

said lightly, and his face still showed a look of irrelevance to him, but Xiao Yao was muttering in his heart:

"It's less than forty, isn't that about the same age as my father? Fortunately, it's not an old woman who is hundreds of years old, otherwise I really can't call this 'mother'!"

Thinking of this, his heart that was aggrieved for Xiao Qingfeng was relaxed. However, Xiao Yao looked at Yao Mengyun carefully:

The standard melon seed face, it can be seen from the big eyes that when the old man was young, he must have been a super beauty.

"I think my mother should also be a big beauty, otherwise how could a handsome guy with such a high vision like my mother fall in love with my mother?

"This kid ......"

When Xiao Yao was talking to himself in his heart, Yao Mengyun also let out a helpless sigh in his heart: "It's really the same as Xue Wei: a dead duck with a hard mouth! However, this grandson is really good! Although his talent is average, he is determined to become a great weapon in the future!"

Although Xiao Yao didn't admit it, Yao Mengyun had already determined that Xiao Yao was Yao Xuewei's son and her grandson from the fluctuations in his face, mentality, and mood!

In fact, when she just woke up and found that this ring was on Xiao Yao, a young man who was a little unspoken, she had this guess.

It's just that she wants to hear Xiao Yao say this answer in person. However, on this issue, Xiao Yao is not only strict-mouthed, but also full of vigilance, so that she can't speak at all.

However, Yao Mengyun was not angry, she knew what Xiao Yao was worried about. Therefore, Xiao Yao's vigilance was understood. After all, it was because of her carelessness that she brought extremely serious consequences to her and her daughter.

After thinking about it, Xiao Yao, who was silent for a while, suddenly asked, "Senior, what should I do next?"

"What to do and how?"

Yao Mengyun, who came back to his senses, was stunned suddenly, and then, when he saw Xiao Yao's calm eyes staring at the area in front of him with extremely strong aura, he suddenly realized.

Glancing at the area with a soft gaze, she shook her head without a trace, and a helpless sigh slowly spat out of her mouth:

"Son, kneel down and thank you!"

"That's it?"

Hearing this helpless sigh, Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly widened, and the expectation inside was instantly replaced by a touch of disappointment.

"I didn't even give a meeting gift, isn't this ancestor too picky?, where are you afraid to give some prefecture-level garbage martial arts?" he muttered angrily in his heart.

"Boy, isn't it a good thing to say bad things about your ancestors behind your back?"

Suddenly, a low voice full of banter, like a sudden thunder, suddenly exploded in Xiao Yao's ears.

Immediately, the calm water of the pool suddenly fluctuated, and a thin Lang moved rapidly, as if something was swimming.

"What's that?"

Xiao Yao was stunned for a moment, and the thing flew out from the wall of water not far away.

"Whew!"

A terrifying sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a knife with blue flames and an icy aura shot quickly and trickily towards Xiao Yao's throat with a cold wind.

"It's ...... The knife turned into the Nine Shadows Ice Flame?"

Looking at the knife that came galloping, almost identical to the size and style he used, Xiao Yao's pupils suddenly contracted.

At the same time, his waist twisted violently, and the knife flew against his throat, and the slightest chill made his neck instantly covered with a thin layer of ice.