"Kid, you think I'm making fun of you?"

Yao Mengyun has been in a high position for hundreds of years, and from Xiao Yao's slightly twitching mouth and the flashing of annoyance in his eyes, he guessed what he was thinking.

"Just make fun of it! Anyway, in your eyes, I'm a dirt bun who has never seen anything in the world, and I'm used to it!"

Xiao Yao pretended to reply freely, then lay on the ground again, put his hands behind his head, looked up at the cloud that looked like a white horse above his head, although his face did not change, but his heart was like knocking over the five-flavor bottle, which was very unpleasant.

What if your talent is not as good as you? What if you don't have enough cultivation resources? Then Lao Tzu will work hard to cultivate, create conditions for himself, and sooner or later...... More than you guys!

There was a hysterical cry in his heart, and Xiao Yao, who was angry and angry, got up with "Teng", sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and his lips squirmed rapidly, gradually recovering the soul power that had been exhausted by forging spiritual weapons.

"In our eyes?"

Seeing that Xiao Yao had entered the cultivation state, the smile on Yao Mengyun's face suddenly stiffened, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes:

What is this kid stimulated? Why do you want to compare yourself with those powerful young talents on the Zhongzhou Continent?

"Does he have a knot?"

Sighing softly, Yao Mengyun glanced at the long sword that was frozen in ice, and then sighed faintly and muttered to himself:

"Kid, I really didn't mean to make fun of you. The reason why I laughed was just because I was a little excited when I heard the extremely familiar name 'Zhongzhou Continent' from your mouth!"

Gradually, the sky was no longer so hot and clear, and the blood-red remnant sun dyed the entire spiritual pool with a touch of red.

"Whew!"

With a deep breath of air, Xiao Yao slowly opened his eyelids, and the soul power that had been consumed recovered recovered, making his whole person look refreshed and in good spirits.

"There is no progress in cultivation, so let's get out of here and go for a walk!"

After the boundless murmur came out of Xiao Yao's mouth inexplicably, he got up and circled around the dark yellow long sword that was still sealed in ice.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the Burning Sky Flame surged out of Xiao Yao's body like a tide, and transformed into a long snake with the thickness of an arm's arm at lightning speed.

"Python Entanglement!"

Xiao Yao let out a low shout, and the long snake flew out, and in the blink of an eye, it entangled the piece of ice, tightly entangled, and squeezed it to death.

"Click!"

Under the squeezing of the long orange snake, the piece of cold ice soon made a crisp sound of shattering, like a spider's web-like crack, clearly emerging on it.

"Boom!"

In just a few seconds, the cold ice broke into pieces after pieces, and fell down with a bang, turning into a trace of white gas under the scorching flames of the sky, and dissipated with the wind.

And the spirit weapon forged by Huang Lingshi was clearly presented in Xiao Yao's eyes.

Retracting the Burning Sky Flame, Xiao Yao walked over, held the long sword in his hand, and gently infused some spiritual energy, and the orange light on the sword body immediately flashed, and the rich spiritual energy rushed to his face.

"Huh!"

Xiao Yao, who didn't know swordsmanship, clenched the long sword and slashed it in the air at will, and with a "bang", a dragon-like tremor suddenly sounded.

With the tremor of the sword body, sword flowers flashed out, like small orange snakes, dancing wildly in the dim sky.

Everywhere you go, in the air, there is even more frost, and the cold is terrifying.

Immediately after, Xiao Yao's right hand flickered orange, and the majestic aura rushed out, pouring into the sword body like a flood.

"Whew!"

Feeling the aura filling the sword, Xiao Yao's right arm slammed out, and the majestic energy rushed out from the long sword like a tide, and the invisible qi mountain surged into the bushes in front of him like a tsunami.

Everywhere I passed, the grass and trees flew sideways, and the bushes in front of me were gone, revealing a path filled with debris.

"Not bad!"

Looking at the path that had just been carved out in front of him, Xiao Yao nodded lightly, his face was unusually calm, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Putting the long sword into the spirit ring, Xiao Yao glanced back at the small wooden house where he had lived for a long time, and after a touch of reluctance flashed inside like a meteor, he turned around and strode out with his head held high.

He wants to say goodbye to Xiao Zhiyuan, leave here, and go out to practice!

"Kid, are you going to leave here?" Yao Mengyun's voice sounded in his head, and there was a hint of doubt in his soft tone.

"Yes!"

Xiao Yao cherished words like gold, and just replied to such a word in his heart, and then stopped speaking. For this "grandmother", he is still full of vigilance.

"Are you going to the Zhongzhou Continent?" asked Yao Mengyun again.

"It's not!"

Xiao Yao's tone was affirmative, although his face was still calm, but his eyes were extremely firm: "However, I will go in the future!

While talking, Xiao Yao came to the waterhole, saw Xiao Zhiyuan who was sitting there quietly, and told him his plans.

"Okay!"

Although Xiao Zhiyuan was reluctant in his heart, he knew that Xiao Yao had been stuck at the peak of the nine-star martial artist for more than two months. The bottleneck is not something that can be broken through by cultivating hard, sometimes, it really needs a suitable opportunity!

Besides, with Xiao Yao's diligence and strength, the vast sky outside can allow him to soar as he wants!

"Then you won't say hello to Xiao Lin?"

"Forget it!"

Xiao Yao smiled slightly, and said lightly: "It's better to go quietly, so as not to be too sad!"

As he spoke, his mind moved, and he handed the Huang Lingshi forging long sword to Xiao Zhiyuan: "Trouble Grandpa Tai to give this sword to Sister Lin, just say that I paid it to her!"

"It's ......"

Taking over the long sword, Xiao Zhiyuan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole, as a fifth-level spiritual weapon master and seven-star martial emperor, he could naturally see at a glance that this sword contained a lot of spiritual energy.

In the next second, a dark blue light flashed from the palm of the old man's right hand, and a large amount of spiritual energy poured into the long sword.

"Sky Breaking Sword!"

When the aura filled the sword body, Xiao Zhiyuan's face turned pale, and he slowly spit out a low snort from his mouth, and the old man's right arm waved again and again.

Majestic energy surged out from the sword's body, and the long sword made a sound like an old dragon's soft groan, and the yellow mangs were flourishing, like a torrential wind, and thousands of points were sprinkled down to the surface of the water.

"Boom!"

On the quiet water surface, countless water columns suddenly rose into the sky, which was extremely spectacular!

"The random blow of the Martial Emperor powerhouse can burst out with such a huge amount of energy......"

Looking at these countless water columns rising into the sky, Xiao Yao couldn't help but murmur, but in an instant, his pupils suddenly contracted, and a scorching heat flashed inside. He believes that one day in a few years, he will be able to have such strength!

"Definitely have!"

Xiao Yao's fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes flashed with an extremely determined look.

"Hahaha! Good sword! It's comparable to a low-grade spirit weapon at the green level, it's really a good sword!"

Xiao Zhiyuan laughed wantonly in front of Xiao Yao, and there was pride and pride that could not be concealed between his eyebrows.

"Is it comparable to a low-grade spirit weapon at the green level?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yao's ancient eyes not only did not show the slightest surprise, but also flashed a trace of disappointment.

The spirit weapon carefully forged by Huang Lingshi has only reached the realm of the lower grade of the green rank, and it is still 108,000 miles away from the realm of forging an artifact with mortal iron?

While thinking about it, Xiao Zhiyuan's slightly serious voice slowly sounded in his ears: "Child, how about we talk about business?"

"Grandpa, if there is anything, you directly order, what you can do, I will definitely go all out!" Xiao Yao said sincerely.

Although he betrayed the Xiao family in public, his heart was always still in the Xiao family. Xiao Zhiyuan must have opened his mouth for the sake of the Xiao family, not for anything else, but for the old man's kindness to him, Xiao Yao must also be obligated and duty-bound!

"Such a long sword ......"

Xiao Zhiyuan shook the spirit weapon forged by Huang Lingshi in his hand, "Orange Lingshi wants fifty handles, and Huang Lingshi's ones need twenty handles!"

"No problem!"

Xiao Yao didn't think about it, he happily agreed, and then, he turned around and left, without the slightest hesitation, "Grandpa, the spirit weapon I forged is very consuming of spirit stones, you must always be mentally prepared!"

"Just put your heart in your stomach!"

Xiao Zhiyuan smiled slightly, his eyes staring at the long sword in his hand, as if he was admiring a perfect work of art.

After Xiao Yao's figure disappeared, the old man suddenly put away his long sword, his smiling face instantly became serious, and his lips squirmed slightly.

After a while, the black-robed elder and the other three elders appeared by the waterhole one after another, their eyes flashing with a little surprise.

Looking at the serious face that they hadn't seen for many years, they really couldn't understand what Xiao Zhiyuan was using his soul to transmit and call several of them over at the same time.

Is something big going on?

When this question arose in everyone's hearts, Xiao Zhiyuan's extremely serious eyes swept over everyone's faces, and then said slowly in a low voice:

"Inform the Shadow, we need a large number of orange spirit stones, yellow spirit stones, and green spirit stones, in addition, we also need a detailed information about the second generation disciples and the first generation disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley, as well as the dark piles they are scattered around to collect intelligence!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, three elders immediately responded, and they burst out and galloped away, as long as the black-robed elder who had a good impression of Xiao Yao stayed.

"Boss ......"

"Zhiguang!"

Xiao Zhiyuan reached out and interrupted the words of the black-robed old man named Zhiguang, his pupils shrank, and a fierce light flashed inside, and he immediately regained his calm.

"The affairs of Xiao Lin and the Xiao family are all handed over to you, after Xiao Yao leaves, I will close my life, concentrate on cultivation, and then ......"

Speaking of this, a terrifying momentum, like a revived dragon, suddenly surged out of Xiao Zhiyuan's body.

The calm water in front of the old man suddenly boiled like boiling hot water, constantly tumbling white blisters, and spreading rapidly to the depths of the pool.

"Then, I will accompany Xiao Yao to kill the Valley of Hundred Flowers......"