The mountain behind the Xiao family, the shoulders shrugged slightly, and the young man's low self-deprecating laughter, with grief and indignation, slowly wandered on the top of the mountain: "Hehe, strength.. In this world, without strength, it is not as good as a piece of shit. At least, no one is going to step on shit yet!"

"Today's insult, I don't want to suffer a second time!" Ten fingers were inserted into a black hair, Xiao Yan's teeth bit his lip tightly, allowing the faint smell of blood to spread at the corners of his mouth, and his voice was hoarse and firm.

At this moment, an old strange laugh suddenly came into his ears: "Hehe, little doll, it looks like you need help!"

The person who spoke was naturally Yao Chen, the medicine venerable who was once famous in the Douqi Continent. Under the temptation of Yaochen, it was no surprise that Xiao Yan soon respectfully worshipped him as a teacher.

"Huh.. Boy, you're lucky! You really found the support to turn over!" Xiao Yan had just finished worshipping his teacher, and an abrupt chuckle made him and the illusory old man sitting on a bluestone in front of him change their faces at the same time.

Xiao Yan, who turned around suddenly, couldn't help but look a little difficult when he saw Mo Huai, who appeared behind him at some point and looked at him with a faint smile.

Yaochen couldn't help but get up and looked at Mo Huai with a solemn face, and the old man's deep voice sounded with a strong taste of jealousy: "You.. Who are you?"

"You should be Yaochen, right? The dignified Medicine Venerable has only his soul left, it's really pitiful," Mo Huai looked at Yaochen with a faint smile.

Looking at Mo Huai, who he couldn't see clearly in front of him, he thought back to Mo Huai's sudden appearance just now, and forcibly endured the shocking medicine dust in his heart, and when he spoke again, there was already a trace of trilling in his tone: "You... Are you a Dou Sheng's powerhouse?"

"Bucket .. Dou Sheng?" Xiao Yan looked at Mo Huai in amazement, his face was full of disbelief, and his expression was wonderful.

"Dou Sheng, hehe, Dou Sheng, is a fart?" Mo Huai chuckled and shook his head, but the words he said made the corners of Xiao Yan's mouth, who had just come back to his senses, twitch fiercely.

Looking at Yao Chen, who was also choked by his words, Mo Huai just stretched out his hand and grabbed it at the sky, and suddenly a little spiritual light flashed, and soon gathered in his hand and turned into a fist-sized spiritual mist that exuded a hazy spiritual light and a vibrant spiritual aura.

"Spirit. . . Aura?" The medicine dust with round eyes was stared, and the illusory old man's face was full of shock.

This aura is a very special and rare energy in heaven and earth.

On the Douqi Continent, the soul is divided into four realms: mortal, spirit, heaven, and emperor. For the vast majority of people, the soul realm is only a mortal realm, and there is no hope of stepping into the spiritual realm in their lifetime. In order to step into the spiritual realm, the soul needs to have enough spirituality, and this spirituality can only be endowed by absorbing the aura. Without the method of cultivating the soul, without enough chance and luck, it is simply impossible for the soul to step into the spiritual realm.

However, Mo Huai was able to absorb and gather the aura between heaven and earth with a wave of his hand, and even if he was a Dou Sheng, he might not have such means.

With a wave of his hand, Mo Huai sent that ball of aura into Yaochen's body. Covered in a stirring medicinal dust, his body absorbed all those spiritual qi as quickly as the rain of a long-arid earth, and suddenly the illusory figure looked a little more condensed.

"Worship me as a teacher, I will pass on your method of cultivating a strong soul and using soul power, so that even if you only have a soul left, you can easily deal with Dou Zong and even Dou Zun, and even cultivate to the extreme to be able to condense a new body with a powerful soul, how about it?" Mo Huai looked at Yao Chen with a smile, with a strong taste of temptation in his tone.

Listening to Mo Huai's words, after the expression of Yaochen who reacted changed for a while, he did not hesitate to step forward and kneel down to Mo Huai, kowtow respectfully, and bowed to the teacher in a proper manner: "Disciple Yaochen, meet the teacher!"

"Okay!haha.." Mo Huai, who nodded and laughed in satisfaction, couldn't help but turn to look at Xiao Yan who was stupid on the side, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile: "Boy, don't you come to meet your ancestor?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan finally came back to his senses, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, Xiao Yan suddenly had a wonderful expression on his little face, gritted his teeth and glared at Mo Huai fiercely, a little angry, gritted his teeth and turned around directly to leave: "I don't worship this teacher!

"Boy, you can think clearly! Without the help of your new teacher, after three years, you will only be humiliated again when you go to Yunlan Sect," Mo Huai's slightly sneering words came into Xiao Yan's ears, but it made him stop stiffly.

Xiao Yan, who had stood silently for a while with his back to Mo Huai and Yao Chen, who was still kneeling, slowly turned around, gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of Mo Huai;

"This is good! I said a long time ago that you would worship me as a teacher, but I refused, this time I am a generation shorter, I regret it, right?" Mo Huai's face was full of smiles.

After speaking, Mo Huai was Xiao Yan, who no longer cared about his head and gritted his teeth, and turned to look at Yaochen who was still kneeling respectfully on the side, and with a wave of his hand, a spiritual light hit his body, making Yaochen, whose illusory body shook his eyes, and immersed himself in the large amount of information taught by Mo Huai.

After a long time, he opened the medicine dust in his eyes, and couldn't help but say respectfully to Mo Huai with joy on his old face: "Thank you, teacher!"

"Master, you gave the teacher good things, you can't miss me, right?" Xiao Yan suddenly raised his head and stretched out his hand to Mo Huai and smiled.

Seeing that he was able to show a smile so quickly, and he could still lick his face and ask himself for benefits, Mo Huai, who raised his eyebrows a little unexpectedly, shook his head with a smile and said: "With your current three-stage fighting qi, you can't exert a bit of power in a Xuan-level fighting skill, and the ancestor is a good thing here, you can't use it yet." However, if you say that I am not interesting enough to be a master, I will first teach you a high-level fighting technique, and let him teach you when you have enough strength in the future. ”

As he spoke, Mo Huai waved his hand again, and another spiritual light entered the slightly stunned medicine dust body on the side.

Xiao Yan, who had a stiff smile on his face, withdrew his hand depressedly, and noticed the surprised and shocked expression slowly appearing on Yaochen's face, but he couldn't help but light up again, and licked his lips with coveted heart. It seems that the things passed on by this hateful master ancestor are not ordinary! How high is the high-level fighting technique?

For this high-level fighting skill, Xiao Yan was greedy for a long, long time, and after he finally got it, he couldn't help but scold in his heart. passed on such a high-end thing, and said that he would wait until his strength was enough to pass it, and it was clear that he didn't plan to take care of him when his strength was still weak!

"Okay, Kaoru is here, I'll go first. Yaochen, Xiao Yan, this kid, I'll leave it to you. Teach him well, and when it's time to endure hardships, let him eat more," Mo Huai, who said with a chuckle, disappeared like a phantom after speaking.

Xiao Yan, who twitched at the corner of his mouth when he heard this, looked at Mo Huai's strange way of leaving, and couldn't help but shrink his eyes in surprise and said, "What kind of means is this?"

"Xiao Yan, your ancestor's strength and means are not something you can imagine. That level is too far away for you," Yao Chen, who also couldn't help but shrink his eyes, immediately said to Xiao Yan.

When Xiao Yan heard this, he pouted and said, "Hey, no matter how strong my strength is, it's not all from cultivation! In the future, I will definitely be stronger than him." When the time comes.."

Looking at Xiao Yan with an indignant face, he was stunned, and couldn't help but shake his head lightly with a strange expression, this kid, he still doesn't know the true meaning of his ancestor's strength realm in the Douqi Continent! Otherwise, I'm afraid I will despair and lose the courage to catch up, right?