Thousands of miles away, in a living room, the light was a little dim, and four people sat next to a square wooden table.

Two white-bearded old men sat on the throne, one was a deaf and dumb old man Lin Muwei, and the other was Yu Wenxiao's listed master Han Bing.

There are two people sitting on the first seat, the older one has a pair of eagle eyes, especially his hooked nose is particularly distinctive, and his body is slightly fat, he is Ding Xiaohu's father Ding Laohu. Next to him sat Wang Hai, a man in his thirties, who looked like a white-faced scholar, and had curly red hair, which looked like a red-headed lion, and his eyes were like lightning.

The air in the living room was a little quiet, and the four of them were all quietly drinking tea, as if no one wanted to break the silence.

"Xiaohu, open the crystal ball and contact Xiaohu!"

Han Bing put down the teacup and stroked his beard, and then looked at Lin Muwei, who was patronizing the tea as if nothing had happened, and he coughed and said.

"Yes, Master!"

Ding Laohu hurriedly stood up and took a slap crystal ball from Han Bing's hand with both hands.

He lightly clicked the black button with his fingers, and the crystal ball flashed on it, and immediately showed a short figure, not to mention that he looked basically the same as Ding Laohu, it was Ding Xiaohu who was in charge of Yuwenxiao's diet and living in Yunpan Mountain.

Han Bing's fingers moved, and the influence of the crystal ball in Ding Laohu's hand was completely mapped onto a wall in the living room.

"Xiaohu sees the ancestor and sees the old man Lin!" Ding Xiaohu on the crystal ball had a respectful expression, and after the two old men nodded, he turned his face again, and said in a respectful tone with the same respectful color, "Xiaohu sees his father and uncle!"

"No need to be polite, we have limited time, what is Yu Wenxiao's situation now?" Lin Muwei, a deaf-mute old man, was the first to ask.

"Back to Lin's seniors, Uncle Yuwen is all right. Usually I rarely move around, most of the time I read books and drink tea in the courtyard, and I have drunk three packs of Yunwu tea in less than a month after arriving in Yunpan Mountain.

"No need, let him be, just deduct it from your Grandpa Lin's rations!" Han Bing looked at the deaf and dumb old man who was not very satisfied, smiled and snatched his words and continued, "Although Yu Wenxiao worships the mountain relatively late, he must be your uncle, and in terms of reason, he has this qualification." Leave it to him, we don't have Yunwu tea in Yunpan Mountain!"

"Okay, don't show off!" The deaf and dumb old man was not very satisfied with Han Bing's words, "Xiaohu, does your Uncle Yuwen have any other hobbies besides drinking tea and reading books?

Ding Xiaohu saluted respectfully, "Uncle Shi is a withdrawn person, he likes loneliness very much, and he has never made any friends. If there is one, it is Li Crazy, but the next day he was kicked out by me! As for cultivation, it is nothing, it is nothing more than habitually practicing for an hour in the morning, and I have not yet seen whether his Yuan Zhu has recovered, and I have not felt the existence of others!"

"Xiaohu, you take a good look at Yunpan Mountain, your master and uncle and I, there is still a period of time before we can go back, what is there to report in time!" Ding Laohu looked at Ding Xiaohu on the crystal ball, "You can't neglect Uncle Yuwen, he must be Uncle Shi!"

"I see, father, it's just ...... Just ......"

Ding Xiaohu wanted to speak several times and stopped, but in the end he still said it.

"There is one thing that the disciple does not dare not tell him, Uncle Yuwen has now seen through the master's rune book, not only mastered the ninth-level rune, but also can draw the fourth-level rune, and it is very charming, and he also borrowed the high-level rune book from Xiaohu!"

"What?" Wang Hai, who had not spoken, asked, with a look of surprise on his face, "Xiaohu, you said that Yuwen Xiao not only memorized the ninth-level runes in less than a month, but also drew fourth-level runes with charm, have you seen it with your own eyes?"

"Uncle Hui's words, I haven't seen the runes with my own eyes, but I saw with my own eyes that he drew a fourth-level fire talisman in front of me, which not only has charm, but may also have a certain spirituality!" Ding Xiaohu replied truthfully, he didn't dare to hide such a big thing.

At the beginning, it took Wang Hai three months to memorize the ninth-level runes, and it was for this reason that Han Bing accepted Wang Hai as a closed disciple, but now Yuwen Xiao has memorized the ninth-level runes in less than a month, and he is simply a genius among geniuses.

It was not only Wang Hai who was shocked at the scene, but also the two antique old men behind him, especially Han Bing, who spilled half of the tea on his body, and Ding Laohu, who had never had much of a good impression of Yu Wenxiao, was also impressed by Yu Wenxiao at the moment.

Ding Xiaohu was shocked, and there was silence at the scene, and Ding Xiaohu on the other end of the crystal ball did not say anything.

"Old Han, this time you are going to invite me to drink, I found you such a talented Chosen Son!"

The deaf and dumb old man smiled, and he deliberately walked to Han Bing's side as if he was funny and helped him wipe off the tea that had been spilled due to shock.

"If I knew this, I would have kept it for myself, why should I be cheaper like you stingy?"

Obviously, Lin Muwei, a deaf and dumb old man, was still angry about Han Bing's boasting and deducting his rations just now.

Han Bing gave Lin Mu a big look, and then wiped the tea off his body, and his eyes flashed with his profundity.

"Little Huzi, help me watch the dots, and report to me as soon as your Uncle Yuwen's Yuanzhu recovers, no matter when!"

"Once your Uncle Yuwen's Yuanzhu recovers, he will completely pass the test, which also means that there is nothing unusual about him at all, his Yuanzhu is pure and natural without any impurities, understand, Xiaohuzi?" the deaf and dumb old man added for Han Bing.

"Little Tiger Zi understands!"

Ding Xiaohu suddenly realized that there was still a little doubt, what does Yuwen Xiao's Yuanzhu recovery have to do with his test.

Yuwen Xiao, who was thousands of miles away, trembled, as if he felt that someone was talking about him, but he was not interested in knowing.

At this moment, he was watching a lively little white rabbit in his own yard, which he specially asked Bi Yuntao for during the day.

He wanted to test the Northern Soul Heart Method that the Seven Absolute Old Men said, whether a fifth-level dragon talisman could help him forge his body.

It was midnight, and the moon was scattered all over the ground like water.

According to the Northern Meditation Method, midnight is the day of alternation of yin and yang, and it is also the weakest link in the law of time and space.

"Old Seven, is it really possible?"

Looking at the little white rabbit in front of him, Yu Wenxiao was excited for a while, and his heart was beating very hard like kicking a jade rabbit, and he still couldn't figure out whether he should use this little white rabbit to fulfill himself, and he was still a little hesitant for a while.

"Yuwen boy, can you stop being rambling like a, okay?"

The Seven Absolute Old Men were obviously impatient, and Yu Wenxiao had already asked the same question no less than ten times.

"Stinky boy, I'll tell you again, you'll listen. Everything in the world has luck, and this is not fixed, for example, if you are sick, you may lose part of your luck value for no reason, or it is possible that your luck value suddenly increases for no reason, which is what we call luck! You are only sucking a very small part of its luck now, which is not enough to make him unlucky! Even if you don't suck up its luck, it is possible that it will crash itself to death when it goes out of the door, or it will take its great luck!

Yuwen Xiao's nose twitched a few times, stroking the little white rabbit's hair, and finally made up his mind.

"That's right, in this era of the jungle, only the strong can survive, and the weak are born to be eliminated!"

Listening to the verbosity of the Seven Uniques, Yu Wenxiao took out the yellowed fifth-level dragon talisman from his body.

He took out the dagger that he had already prepared, and slid it lightly on his finger, and a drop of blood dripped down his finger onto the dragon talisman.

The Tai Chi Yuan Zhu slowly floated out, and the light shone so that the dragon talisman shook for a while, as if Jian Yu Wenxiao heard the cry of the dragon's groan.

"If you grind again, the dragon form will disappear!" the Seven Absolute urged.

Yu Wenxiao's cold gaze flashed, and he trembled with fright, but his attention was still on the dragon talisman on the table.

With the infusion of true qi, a miniature version of the dragon appeared on the dragon talisman.

Under the control of his mind, the virtual dragon shape opened its teeth and claws, which scared the little white rabbit for a while, and then the little white rabbit was frightened and fainted, as if Yu Wenxiao saw a few small points of light like fireflies, and floated out of the little white rabbit's body one after another.

"Yu Wenxiao, can you be a little manly?" Qi Jue's uncomfortable voice remembered, "When you break it, you keep suffering from it!"

Yu Wenxiao's eyes shot out two rays of light, staring straight at the mouthy Seven Absolute Old Man, and then a crisp sound sounded, and a slap overwhelmingly beat the Seven Absolute Soul in the soul to the point that he was dizzy, and his soul was almost scattered.

"You stinky boy is ruthless!"

Qijue's body trembled again, but this time he was angry, and he was kicked by others, which was annoying just thinking about it.

"Ah......h

Yu Wenxiao made up his mind, and with an invisible energy hand in his right hand, he directly grabbed more than fifty small points of light.

In other words, he only sucked away half of the little white rabbit's qi luck value, and did not kill it all, and never left a way for the little white rabbit to live.

"The kindness of a woman!"

Qijue still wanted to say a few sarcastic words, but he still chose to keep his mouth shut, for fear that he would be slapped again by Yu Wenxiao for no reason.

At the moment when the little white rabbit's qi luck value was absorbed, Yu Wenxiao seemed to see the tears dripping from the little white rabbit, his heart trembled, and then he felt that the qi luck value had changed, and the strength index of his body had also changed, especially the pain of the true qi collision in the dantian was less, obviously the Northern Meditation Heart Method transmitted by the Seven Absolute was right, and the crooked evil way played a certain role.

But Yu Wenxiao's heart was distressed for a while, and he saw the tears of the little white rabbit again in a trance, and it hit his heart.