"Girl, can you ......?"

After a while, the white-robed old man couldn't hold back the excitement and curiosity in his heart, and wanted to take the sword over to take a closer look, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Xiao Qingya categorically rejected him and said:

"No! This is a weapon given to me by Brother Xiao Yao, don't even think about it!"

When the words fell, the green light flashed under Xiao Qingya's feet, and the whole person flew out like an arrow off the string, and the ethereal voice immediately sounded:

"Old man, my brother Xiao Yao is hungry, you can get him something delicious. I'm in a hurry, I have to go back to Yewu City!"

"Qing'er, can you bring me that stick!"

Looking at the green shadow that was fading away, Xiao Yao shouted loudly, but when the voice fell, his expression looked slightly nervous, and he was so excited that he forgot that the patriarch of the family was by his side, which made him a little embarrassed.

"I know it!"

Maybe it was because he got a good sword, or maybe it was because Xiao Yao called out her name, Xiao Qingya's voice sounded extremely happy, "I'll go to Xue's house to get money, do you still need anything?"

"Sell that spirit stone!"

Xiao Yao blurted out without thinking, and his tone was slightly excited: "Buy me some more ore, just ordinary iron ore!"

The idea became a reality, therefore, he had to practice a lot, master this forging method proficiently, and when purifying, he injected aura and summed up experience.

"Okay, Brother Xiao Yao......" The soft voice became smaller and smaller, and soon fell silent.

"You're Qingfeng's son Xiao Yao, right?"

Xiao Qingya's voice had just been an hour before a loud voice came from Xiao Yao's ears. Listening to the voice, Xiao Yao knew that it was the white-robed old man, so he hurriedly replied respectfully:

"Yes!

Xiao Yao only knew that the other party was the patriarch in the family who was responsible for guarding the spirit pool, and he really didn't know what it was called, but the Xiao family stipulated that all of them should be referred to as patriarchs.

"My name is Xiao Zhiyuan!"

The old man smiled slightly, and introduced himself, "You must have heard of this name, right?"

"Huh?"

As soon as he heard the old man's name Xiao Zhiyuan, Xiao Yao, who had always been steady, couldn't help but exclaim, his mouth was so wide that he could stuff a goose egg.

This name, he had not only heard of it, it was simply familiar, and it could not be more familiar. Because, this name belongs to Xiao Qingfeng's grandfather, Xiao Haotian's father, that is, Xiao Yao's great-grandfather.

"You, you, you ......"

After a little shock, Xiao Yao looked frightened and said tremblingly: "No, it's dead, dead, dead?"

"If you don't die, is it still like Yun Tianhao's old waste, coming out from time to time to embarrass people?"

Perhaps seeing the relationship between his great-grandson, the old man's face put a kind smile on his face, not only making a joke, but also mocking the ancestor of the Yun family by the way.

"Huh!"

Xiao Yao laughed dryly, Yun Tianhao is almost two hundred years old, he is a six-star martial sect, and he is indeed quite a waste. Compared with Xiao Qingya, he is simply a scum!

"Sit down!"

The old man pointed to a chair on the edge of the forging table and motioned for Xiao Yao to sit down, while he sat directly on the ground very casually.

"Grandpa ......"

Looking at the old man sitting cross-legged, this made Xiao Yao a little scared, the junior sat on the chair, the old man sat on the ground, what is this called?

Seeing Xiao Yao's embarrassment, Xiao Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the ground, smiled slightly, and joked lightly: "What etiquette do you talk about with a dead man?"

At this time, a black-robed old man walked out of the room with a dinner plate containing meat legs and placed it directly in front of the forging table in front of Xiao Yao.

"Let's eat!"

The old man also smiled, and his eyes were full of softness when he looked at Xiao Yao, "That girl said that you can eat meat better!"

"She'......"

Xiao Yao was stunned, and his eyes widened in disbelief, "She told you about me?"

"She made an exception and brought you in, so naturally she had to tell us about your situation. ”

Xiao Zhiyuan, the white-robed old man, glanced at Xiao Yao with soft eyes, and saw that he was still standing there, uncomfortable, so he closed his eyes and said unhurriedly:

"Take the food and go back to your own room!"

"Grandpa, elder, then I'll go back!"

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Yao hurriedly said hello respectfully, took those meat legs and left, this place, if he stayed any longer, he felt that he might collapse.

"His business ......"

Staring at the black dot that gradually disappeared from his eyeballs, the black-robed old man hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"It's not a matter of life and death, let's not meddle in worldly matters. Let the children's affairs be solved by themselves!"

The white-robed old man said lightly, without raising his eyelids, as if nothing in this world could arouse his interest.

"Then we watched Qingfeng's father and son break away from the Xiao family? Qingfeng, Qingwu, plus this child, they are all reusable talents, and they were destroyed by Xiao Dingtian like this, wouldn't it be a pity?"

The black-robed old man's emotions were slightly excited, and his voice suddenly increased a lot, trying to persuade Xiao Zhiyuan to remind Xiao Dingtian not to go his own way anymore, which greatly reduced the strength of the Xiao family and harmed himself and others.

"If you don't break it, you can't stand it, you will stand after you break it, and you will be invincible in the world!"

The meaningful voice slowly spit out from Xiao Zhiyuan's mouth, although the voice was flat, but it swayed for a long time, floating out of the mouth far away, even Xiao Yao, who was walking and stuffing meat legs into his mouth, clearly heard these sixteen words.

"Is Grandpa talking about the current Xiao family?" muttered to himself, Xiao Yao had already come to the edge of the waterhole, and a chill came to his face.

"Whew!"

Xiao Yao gasped, "It's really like what Dad said, it's really cold here, at least minus forty or fifty degrees." However, where is the depths of the spiritual pool that Daddy is talking about?"

He could clearly remember that Xiao Qingfeng had said that the cultivation speed in the spirit pool was ten times that of the outside, and the spiritual energy in the depths of the spirit pool was even stronger, dozens of times that of the outside, but it was too cold to withstand the cold air there at all.

"Is it there?"

Xiao Yao's eyes lit up, and his eyes instantly froze on the 10,000-meter waterfall in the distance. The next moment, the surrounding scenery flashed by, and the waterfall became bigger and bigger, and soon it was clearly and completely presented.

But what is amazing is that when the waterfall falls from such a high place, and the momentum hits the pool below, it is like a drop of water falling down, and there are layers of ripples on the water surface, instead of thousands of horses galloping and splashing, it is so quiet and serene!

Staring at the junction between the tall water curtain and the water surface, Xiao Yao not only felt that the aura there was much richer than that of the waterhole, but also felt the magic of nature.

It's peaceful, serene, it's a good feeling, it's so good that people can't afford to leave.

Xiao Yao's whole body and mind were immersed in this beautiful feeling, and the whole person stood by the waterhole, combined with this quiet breath.

At this time, he suddenly felt as if he had turned into a raindrop, and fell into the source of the waterfall with a "snap", and with the endless flow of water, it flowed into the waterhole, and quietly merged with the unusually cold pool.

Xiao Yao stood there quietly, his eyes slightly closed, but the quiet scene when the waterfall fell into the waterhole was like an imprint, deeply engraved in his mind.

"Water is soft and gentle......"

Suddenly, Xiao Yao's lips squirmed slightly, and an inaudible voice slowly spit out from inside, "It is precisely because of this that it will slowly accumulate its momentum." And the moment it erupts, it is also the most powerful. Just like a mountain torrent, it slowly accumulates water, and when it reaches its peak, it explodes with a devastating momentum. But this momentum was resisted by the pool of stagnant water below......"

"Xiao Yao, condensing qi into a whirlwind is the hallmark of a martial artist, but a dense cyclone can contain much more energy than a loose cyclone. Therefore, I ask you not to rush to achieve success, but to compress and compress the cyclone, so that the loose cyclone becomes dense and impermeable. The energy that erupted in this way was much stronger than that of a martial artist of the same realm. It's like a flood coming together, rolling in, unstoppable......"

"The way of cultivation, the realm or something, is all empty. The gap between the warriors is not in the realm, but in who can gather the aura that is separated from heaven and earth, turn it into their own use, and explode in an instant......"

The voice of his father Xiao Qingfeng and the voice of the Joyful Divine Monarch floated back and forth in his ears, Xiao Yao frowned, and fell into deep contemplation:

"Instantaneous eruption, water density is impermeable! Instant eruption, water density is impermeable...... The water is dense and impermeable?

"Huh!"

Xiao Yao, who was in deep thought, had a flash of inspiration, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the junction between the waterfall and the water surface with his big bright eyes.

Since the condensation of the qi into a whirlwind, he was in a hurry to regain his strength, so he forgot his father's teachings and did not compress the cyclone in the dantian.

When he saw that the impact of the waterfall falling from the sky did not cause the slightest "damage" to the calm water, Xiao Yao immediately realized that there were still some imperfections in the Xiaoyao Divine Skill.

This ** is very magical, but its magic is that it can store aura everywhere in the body, so that when fighting, it can instantly burst out more energy than a martial artist of the same level. This is a bit like a torrent coming together.

However, if the loose aura of the dantian and the meridians everywhere were compressed together to the point of being impermeable, wouldn't the energy that burst out in an instant be even greater?

Thinking like this, Xiao Yao's ten fingers flew, and according to the method given to him by his father, he put a strange handprint on the dantian.

Immediately, the soul power enveloped the red cyclone in the dantian, squeezing it vigorously like squeezing out the water in a sponge, but it was met with strong resistance.

Xiao Yao was not discouraged, and his soul power gathered more and more, and soon it would gather into a thousand-pound hammer, like a purified ore, beating the cyclone of stubborn resistance fiercely.

"Bang bang bang!"

Under the successive blows of hammer after hammer, the red cyclone finally couldn't resist the oppression of the soul power, faded little by little, and slowly moved closer to the red flame in the center, which was jumping and cheering......