Looking at the holy face of the first bloom of the snow lotus, Xiao Yao's heart fluttered, and he looked at it stupidly for a while before retracting his gaze.

I found a random place to sit down, concentrated my soul power, and probed towards the snatched spirit ring in my hand.

"Boom", Xiao Yao felt as if his soul had been blown up, and his head also had a slight sense of dizziness at this moment, but he regained his calm in the blink of an eye, and a space of about a few square meters appeared in his mind.

He knew that this was the inner space of the spiritual ring. There weren't many things inside, a few sets of ordinary warrior suits, two ordinary long swords, two books and a silver card.

"Poor ghost!"

Seeing these things, Xiao Yao was a little disappointed, he had seen the black gold card, but now he was no longer interested in the small silver card. The two long swords were defined by him as garbage, ready to be rebuilt.

With a movement of his mind, he took the two books out of the ring, and then, he withdrew his soul power, severing the connection with the spirit ring.

"Xuan-level mid-grade "Wind Combined Strike Miracle Skill" and yellow-level high-grade "Python Strength"!"

Seeing that the covers of the two books were cyan and dark yellow, Xiao Yao's eyes showed surprise, and the little disappointment just now was immediately thrown out of the clouds by him.

"Huh!"

With his mind, he sent the Xuan-level mid-grade "Storm Combined Strike Miracle Skill" back to the spirit ring, this time his head did not have the kind of dizziness just now, and after continuous use, he had already adapted to it.

The scene of narrowly defeating the eldest of the twin brothers that day, Xiao Yao still remembers it, and Xiao Yao is even more haunted by the scene where the man's muscles wriggled like a python, unloading his fist and staggering his fist.

Therefore, when he saw "Python Strength", he immediately couldn't wait to study it, and he felt that he couldn't use it for the time being, so he put it aside first.

Xiao Yao read it very slowly, and it took him almost an afternoon to finish reading this "Python Strength", and completely imprinted the content of the book in his mind.

No matter how thick the book is, as long as he doesn't read it again, it will be like a brand, deeply engraved in his mind, lingering.

"I see!"

With a light sigh, Xiao Yao took off his shirt, his eyes lowered, and he stared at his chest muscles without blinking. In the next moment, according to what "Python Strength" said, he used his soul power to urge the aura to control his muscles, and slowly squirmed like a python, so as to weaken or completely unload the opponent's strength during close combat.

Practice to the fullest, and even, you can directly bounce back the opponent's fist.

Don't look at "Python Strength" is just a yellow-level high-grade martial art, but it is very practical. If it is used by the strong, the power is naturally extraordinary.

However, this martial art has extremely high requirements for the cultivator's physical strength. As a result, many martial artists have given up on this martial art. And the martial artists who choose to cultivate only quietly use this martial art when they are in the confrontation of physical strength. With clothes in the way, outsiders can't tell that he's using aura.

However, for Xiao Yao, who has cultivated both physique and qi, this point is not only not an obstacle to his cultivation, but an advantage in his cultivation, allowing him to quickly get a glimpse of the way.

"Ha Lu Ha!"

Having preliminarily mastered "Python Strength", Xiao Yao was overjoyed, this martial art was simply tailor-made for him, and it was too practical.

"With such a good martial art, how can it be a yellow-level top-grade? At the very least, it should be a Xuan-level top-grade, right?"

After complaining, Xiao Yao got up, silently recalled the entire content of "Python Strength" in his mind, and then slowly cultivated.

This is a defensive martial art, which can save your life at a critical moment. Therefore, he secretly vowed that he must cultivate it to the point of perfection as soon as possible.

"Drink!"

On the branches of the moon, Xiao Yao let out a low sigh, his arms and arms were like a giant python, entangled in a big tree on the edge of the low cliff, his bare upper body, and the muscles like cow tendons stood out in the moonlight.

"Click!"

As the muscles squirmed, Xiao Yao's body slowly contracted like a python, and the tree trunk was squeezed by his muscular strength, and the cracks in the Dao Dao spread like a spider's web.

Xiao Yao burst out violently, his muscles squirmed rapidly, and a large number of cracks immediately appeared in the trunk of the tree he was hugging.

After a while, the scarred trunk was finally overwhelmed by Xiao Yao's continuous squeezing, and it exploded, and the broken wood flew wildly.

"This kid ......"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Zhiyuan, who came over and wanted to ask Xiao Yao to eat, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and it took a long time to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth:

"Perverted! more perverted than your son Xiao Qingfeng!"

However, what shocked him even more was that Xiao Yao's hands actually dragged the main body of the tree trunk that had fallen vertically due to the explosion of the roots, and slowly leaned it against another big tree, with very light movements, as if he was worried about disturbing Xiao Qingya, who was meditating and cultivating by the waterhole.

"It's still a little bit worse in terms of heat!" After doing all this, Xiao Yao shook his head gently. With his physical condition, it took so much effort to break the trunk, which made Xiao Yao very dissatisfied with his performance just now.

This is an attack skill called "Python Entanglement" recorded in "Python Strength", which can wrap the opponent's body with both hands, feet or limbs at the same time, and he almost broke his ankle by this move that day. Therefore, he can be described as unforgettable in this move.

"If you continue tomorrow, Lao Tzu won't believe that you can't master this trick 'python entanglement'?" Xiao Yao still understands the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it.

"Whew!"

With a deep breath of air, Xiao Yao suddenly turned around, looked at the woods under the moonlight, and smiled warmly:

"Grandpa, are you here?"

Although he only had contact with Xiao Zhiyuan once yesterday, this old man who was always smiling gave him an approachable sense of peace and intimacy.

"Hehe, why haven't you gone to sleep at such a late hour?" came the old man's concerned laughter in the woods.

"I can't sleep! Besides, Qing'er is cultivating, I'll stay with her for a while!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but yawn, and tiredness welled up on his face. After cultivating for almost three days, he was still a little sleepy, but in the black eyes cast on Xiao Qingya's body, there was a little nostalgia.

Xiao Yao enjoyed the time with Xiao Qingya and was reluctant to leave.

"Still thinking about the Spiritual Fire?"

"Huh!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yao grinned, and a flash of longing suddenly flashed in his eyes, "It's fake to say that you don't want to." However, there are times in life that must be had, and there is no time in life when you don't force it, fantasy is useless, and only improving your strength is the king. ”

"Go and rest!"

Looking at the confident and slightly tired face of the young man's face, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and there was a hint of concern in his faint tone.

After a pause, the old man persuaded again: "That girl, she is a crazy person in cultivation, and now that she has an understanding, she still doesn't know what to do to wake up." ”

"Oh!"

Reluctantly glanced at Xiao Qingya, who was cultivating below, Xiao Yao answered, raised his legs and left.

"Wait a minute!"

When passing by the old man's side, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stopped him, "You just practiced "Python Strength", right?"

Xiao Yao's heart sank, and he was immediately relieved, "Python Strength" was just an ordinary yellow-level high-grade martial art, and it was normal for the old man to know the Dao.

"Yes!"

"What do you mean by martial arts?"

The old man's question was a little abrupt, which made Xiao Yao stunned for a moment, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, before he said slowly: "Those so-called high-level martial arts are nothing more than gathering a large amount of spiritual energy, so as to burst out with strong power in an instant. Therefore......"

After a pause, Xiao Yao took a breath, "Only weak people want to use advanced martial arts to improve their strength, but for the strong, they compete in strength. Therefore, simple and practical martial arts are the most suitable, even if it is a yellow-level martial art, in their hands, it can also exert extraordinary power!"

His words were very reasonable, he sounded a bit young and old, and when he spoke, Xiao Zhiyuan nodded frequently, and his soft eyes looking at Xiao Yao were full of approval.

"It's not easy to have such an opinion at a young age!"

With a sigh of emotion in his heart, the old man looked at Xiao Yao and said earnestly: "There is no kind of martial art in this world that is rubbish, it's just that some people who are unwilling to work hard find a reasonable excuse for their weak strength." ”

"Grandpa Xie's teachings!" Xiao Yao said respectfully, the old man's words made him feel suddenly enlightened.

"There are not many martial arts, but the essence! what suits you is the most important!"

Warned Xiao Yao, the old man's wrist flicked, and a ring appeared in his hand, the ring was dark, extremely simple, and there was a goshawk with wings ready to fly carved on the ring face.

"You'll be an adult soon, this is a little gift that Grandpa Tai has prepared for you!" the old man said as he stuffed the ring into Xiao Yao's hand.

"Grandpa, this gift...... Too precious, isn't it?"

Looking at the quaint but extraordinary ring in his hand, Xiao Yao was a little embarrassed, of course, more puzzled. He couldn't figure out how the old man could suddenly give him a ring.

Because I'm his great-grandson?

Xiao Yao himself didn't believe this idea. But at this moment, he felt that this was the only way to explain the old man's strange behavior.

"There's food I prepared for you in the ring, and after eating, go get a good night's sleep. ”

The whispers of concern and love fell, and the old man jumped off the low cliff on tiptoe, sat on the rock next to Xiao Qingya, and meditated and cultivated.

And Xiao Yao, with a mixture of emotion and doubt, walked towards the cabin that belonged to him.

As he walked, he probed his consciousness into the spirit ring he had just obtained, and when he saw that it was the size of a room, the corners of Xiao Yao's mouth couldn't help but twitch, his eyes were horrified, and he was frightened by the old man's generosity......