Back at the wooden house, Xiao Yao saw the long dark root standing at the door at first glance. The room had been cleaned spotlessly, and the bedroom had been renovated, with a new futon and a few sets of clothes he wore on his daily basis.

"This girl, her heart is quite thin. ”

Looking at those neat sets of clothes, a warm current flowed out of Xiao Yao's heart, making him can't help but have a pleasant smile on his face.

Swallowing all the food that Xiao Zhiyuan had prepared for him, he walked out of the room without any fatigue. Grasp the end of the stick with both hands, and lift it up with a sharp force. The muscles bulged, and the arms became thicker several times in an instant.

"It's so heavy!"

With a low snort, Xiao Yao clenched his long stick with both hands and waved it wildly in the air.

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a cold strong wind swept out, and the bushes in front of it were immediately blown and shaken, and the big trees were also blown "whoosh" and sounded.

"It's a pity that you don't have the martial arts to use a stick?"

With a soft sigh of helplessness, Xiao Yao stood on the ground with the long stick, holding it with his left hand, and staring at it with his dark pupils.

"What kind of material is it made of, how can it be so heavy?" With such doubts, Xiao Yao suddenly concentrated his soul power, and the edge of the long stick blurred in front of his eyes.

"Huh, why can't you go in?"

After a while, seeing that there was no progress, Xiao Yao's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes were shocked, and the invincible perspective function actually lost its effect in front of this long stick.

"Come again!"

Xiao Yao became stubborn, gathered more soul power on the pupils of his eyes, and stared at the 10,000-pound heavy stick that was close at hand without blinking.

Suddenly, a small red flame flickered from the quiet black pupils, jumping happily there, as if to greet a friend who had not seen him for a long time.

Immediately, the red flame that lived in Xiao Yao's dantian boiled like boiling hot water. In the next moment, this flame rushed out along the meridians, lightning to the left arm.

Suddenly, Xiao Yao's left hand holding the long stick flashed red, as if it was burned, and the scorching breath and majestic energy rushed to his face.

"It's ...... Spiritual fire?"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yao's eyes instantly widened to the extreme, and they were full of disbelief. He still remembered the spiritual fire at the bottom of the pool, and he couldn't believe that there was a spiritual fire "lurking" in his body.

In the blink of an eye, the heavy stick seemed to be unable to withstand the calcination of this flame, and with a crisp "click", a crack suddenly flashed out from the place where Xiao Yao was holding it.

Immediately after, a white light emerged from the crack, along the left hand, and quickly extended to the left arm, and in an instant, this strange white light penetrated into Xiao Yao's body.

It's hot!

Xiao Yao instantly felt as if he was in the churning magma, in addition to the heat, there was also a sharp pain, the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, permeating all parts of his body!

Although it was hot and painful, he clenched his teeth, didn't even snort, and his eyes were full of determination.

This is the third time Xiao Yao has experienced such hot pain, and with the experience of the first two times, he believes that he will definitely be able to withstand the greatly increased strength!

As more and more white mangs entered his body, Xiao Yao's swarthy face also turned snow-white, and the blue tendons on his forehead protruded, and the muscles were twisted.

But at this moment, whether it is the internal organs, or the muscles, bones and muscles, there are huge changes. It seems to have turned into pieces of ore, which are being beaten by the forging hammer, becoming more and more refined and harder. The whole body seemed to be being bitten by thousands of ants, and his hands and feet twitched uncontrollably.

Rao is like this, Xiao Yao still hasn't let go. He could clearly feel that his physical strength was increasing at an astonishing rate, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had increased his strength by thousands of catties. However, the pain caused by the rapid improvement of strength is also extremely terrifying.

It stands to reason that even a super master should shout when he suffers so much. But Xiao Yao's will is too strong, and it is difficult to make him shout!

Hang on!

Xiao Yao's subconscious, told himself that he must not shout out, and he must not let others discover the secret of the long stick!

Soon, Xiao Yao felt that the muscles on his body were expanding to the extreme, and there was a faint tendency to burst, and he immediately realized that this was his body's ability to withstand it to the limit, so he gritted his teeth and released his left hand that was holding the long stick violently.

Suddenly, the white light disappeared, and the flame beating on his left hand seemed to be a little reluctant, and the flames swelled and extended to the long stick.

"Come again, Lao Tzu will be bursting with this energy!" Xiao Yao's eyes showed a wry smile, and he jumped out of the sky with a free stroke.

As soon as he stopped, he quickly wrapped the spiritual fire that was still surging in his left hand with his soul power. As for the unbearable heat pain in his body, he could only grit his teeth and insist.

How to control the spiritual fire, he heard his father say. Therefore, now Xiao Yao wants to establish contact with Linghuo, and obey his call in the future, a disobedient Linghuo, it is quite terrifying.

Just like just now, if this spiritual fire is allowed to continue to absorb the energy in the long stick, then Xiao Yao firmly believes that he will definitely die!

Greedy and chewy, knowing the secret of the heavy stick, and also knowing how to absorb the energy inside, he is not in a hurry at this time.

As soon as he saw that Xiao Yao wanted to control himself, the flames in his left hand immediately resisted, constantly surging, trying to break free from Xiao Yao's soul power.

"Dare to resist?"

Xiao Yao's soul power came one after another, like the waves of the sea, one wave after another wrapped this flame, constantly squeezing.

Gradually, the flames seemed to be unable to withstand the squeeze, lost the ability to resist, and slowly subsided. And driven by Xiao Yao's soul power, he returned to the center of the dantian cyclone unwillingly and reluctantly.

"It hurts!"

After cleaning up this disobedient little guy, Xiao Yao couldn't help but let out a low sigh, and then, his fists were clenched, and the muscles and bones of his whole body made a fierce sound.

Then, Xiao Yao's body unfolded and started the Xiaoyao Nine Style, it seemed that only in this way could he transfer the pain on his body and completely refine the surge of energy contained in his body.

It's late at night, and it's quiet!

Although there are still bursts of numbness all over the body, and occasional bursts of pinprick tingling, Xiao Yao doesn't care about this level of pain anymore.

"The energy in this stick is really amazing. Xiaoyaozi's methods are indeed powerful, and I don't know how he got it, but people can't feel the slightest energy fluctuation in it, and he cheapens Lao Tzu in vain. Could it be that this heavy stick is what he called a shortcut to cultivation?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao raised his head, stared at the extremely ordinary-looking black long stick standing on the ground in front of him, and said:

Qing'er said that they had one in their house, and the Guanghan Palace, which was known as the continent's most powerful force, should also have one or more, but after tens of thousands of years, they hadn't discovered the secret in the stick?

However, they didn't, which means they didn't know that there was an amazing amount of energy in the stick. So why did I find out? A trap fell from the sky? Or did I step on shit?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao suddenly felt the spiritual fire that had been connected with his soul jumped, and seemed to be roaring at him:

That's all my credit! It has nothing to do with you!

Linghuo?

Xiao Yao's eyes suddenly lit up, and suddenly, he thought of the crux of the matter: the stick was left by Xiaoyaozi, and this spiritual fire was also brought into his body by Xiaoyaozi.

In other words, only this kind of spiritual fire can calcine off the skin of the stick, and only this kind of spiritual fire can absorb the energy contained in the stick.

"I see!"

Xiao Yao nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that after I was assassinated by Leng Bingbing that day, what I saw was not a meteor, but a spiritual fire!"

There are some things, some people, Xiao Yao thought he had forgotten. But the three words "cold", after they came out just now, his face suddenly darkened, and an inexplicable sourness grew in his heart, and a hazy figure gradually appeared in his mind.

Standing in place, Xiao Yao recalled the bits and pieces of staying with Leng Bingbing, especially the kiss that he would never forget, and the low murmur slowly spit out from his mouth:

"Bingbing, how are you doing in the Valley of Hundred Flowers?Have you become a disciple of the inner sect?Should I hate you, or should I thank you?"

In the early morning, the sunlight shone in from the outside and shone on Xiao Yao, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and in a state of cultivation.

Suddenly, he let out a long breath of air, and faintly, a red air stream spit out of his mouth, mixed with the air, and was fleeting.

"Huh!"

The eyes that had been quiet all night suddenly opened, the red light swept by, Xiao Yao slowly stretched his waist, his muscles and bones roared together, like a beast that had just woken up, full of explosive power.

"Seven-star samurai!"

Muttering, Xiao Yao slowly crawled off the bed, briefly moved his muscles and bones, and then slammed his left fist.

"Whew!"

There was a piercing and sharp whistling sound in the air, and the cold fist wind slammed into the window a few meters away.

With a "bang", the windows were torn apart, and the wooden house made of thick tree trunks trembled slightly, which surprised Xiao Yao.

"Such a casual punch actually burst out with such a strong force? Then isn't my current physical strength two or three times that of the past?"

Xiao Yao clearly felt the strength contained in his body, like the sea, endless! Even, he felt that it was easy for him to slaughter a nine-star warrior with the strength of his body alone.

At this time, he finally realized that the energy contained in the long stick made him reap a lot of benefits. In comparison, the spirit ring and martial arts of "Python Strength" given to him by Xiao Zhiyuan are not as heavy as this "gift".

"Brother Xiao Yao, are you up?" Suddenly, Xiao Qingya's sultry and criminal voice came from outside.

"This girl, has she woken up from her perception so quickly?" Xiao Yao shook his head in shock, changed his clothes, and walked out......