Several elders and Xiao Zhan heard that the secret way was not good, although they couldn't say that this person's temper was well understood by them, but they knew a little bit about it.

Refuting the other party's face in this kind of place, isn't it courting death? !

Xiao Zhan wanted to explain, but before he could open his mouth, he heard the ancient brother speak.

The middle-aged saint looked at the iron object in his hand and frowned. This is one of the worst skills left in his hands after traveling in the mainland these years.

He still remembered the scene of the small sect dominated by beast fire, and the crying father and mother who wanted to give him the Zhenpai exercises.

He glanced at the child standing in the lobby with longing in his eyes, and then glanced at the two young ladies sitting on chairs playing.

The middle-aged sage's face was a little uneasy, where is he? Xiao Clan! Even if they decline and the masters of the clan wither, but their martial arts and fighting skills should be fine!

Even if there is no sky rank, there should be a lot of conventional exercises like the earth rank, right?

Thinking of this, the holy man couldn't help but blushed, coughed twice, and said, "Xiao...Xiao Yan, right? Your father can be considered to be named, since you were born, you can see through it when you think about it. You must practice fire attribute exercises yourself. This flame is really wonderful!"

The little boy standing in the hall was very eager for the 'Xuan-level advanced exercises', but on the surface he suppressed this urge.

He saluted the middle-aged man very politely, "Thank you, Uncle Gu, for your compliment!"

As for Xiao Zhan, who was sitting next to him, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

'Xiao Yan? ’ That’s not his name at all! It was obviously Yan'er's long-dead mother...

The middle-aged man nodded, dragged the high-level Xuan-level exercise with one hand, and sent it in front of Xiao Yan with the vigorous fighting spirit in his body.

"This is a small sect's subduing method. The stronger the fire attribute in the body, the better it will be after cultivation. And if the fire attribute in the body is extremely strong, it can even exert the effect of the earth-level exercise."

Xiao Yan heard the sour feeling in his heart, and firmly grasped the iron object with both hands, for fear that it would run away!

He has read from the mysterious little book that the exercises are divided into heaven and earth Xuanhuang, the sky rank is the strongest, and the yellow rank is the weakest.

The stronger the skill you practice, the more fighting energy you will have in your body at the same level, and the fighting energy far surpassing the same level will become the basis for you to defeat the enemy!

And those high-level fighting skills and so on,

It often needs to consume a lot of battle energy. If you don't have a good book of exercises to support you, I'm afraid you will be slaughtered by others if you make a move!

Although he doesn't know how strong the fire attribute is in his body, but since this "Uncle Gu" said it, it must not be too low. This technique is really suitable for him!

Feeling the warm texture of the object in his hand, Xiao Yan sighed in his heart, and also thanked that "big guy".

From Xiao Yan's point of view, pretending to be well-behaved can be exchanged for this kind of kung fu, so what is it if the other party is not being taken advantage of?

But he heard that even his father, the patriarch, practiced no more than a mysterious skill!

The middle-aged man sitting on the main seat nodded, "It's as long as nephew Xiao likes it. It's not that I don't give you higher-level exercises, but that higher-level exercises are not good for you."

Xiao Yan was well-behaved on the surface, but he was extremely disdainful in his heart, 'Isn't it because you can't get it out? '

The middle-aged sage naturally couldn't know what Xiao Yan was thinking, and he explained on the sidelines: "Children of our clan usually choose the exercises that suit them to practice after they have condensed the Dou Zhiqiu. Unless they are talented, most children They will choose the mysterious exercises according to the teachings of their elders."

"After the strength has risen to a few steps, I will start to learn fighting skills systematically, and then I will change to new exercises to stimulate my potential."

The middle-aged man stared at Xiao Yan, as if he could see through everything about him!

Just when Xiao Yan was sweating coldly and was about to run away, the man's thick voice finally rang in his ears.

"Nephew Xiao Yan, with your aptitude, you can be regarded as the best in the branch of my family with different surnames. After traveling and tempering in the future, you can expect to fight for glory."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man smiled, "If you can enter Dou Zun before the age of thirty, you can come to Zhongzhou Ancient Clan to find me, and I will arrange for you an elder with a different surname in the clan."

Xiao Yan was stunned, and hurriedly nodded in agreement, his mind was muddled.

'Dou Zun? Could it be the realm after Douhuang? ! So how terrifying is this... in front of me? ! '

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up slightly, and while his father and the elders were in a daze, he knelt on the ground with a "slap"!

"I wonder if Uncle Gu can accept me as a disciple?!"

Xiao Zhan came back to his senses and reprimanded: "Yan'er!"

Although the surface is sullen, there is still some expectation in the eyes.

The old man sitting next to him definitely has the ability to move mountains and seas. Although he doesn't know the exact level, he is definitely an existence they can only look up to! With such a good opportunity today, if Yan'er can learn from his master, then his Xiao family will become a great success, just around the corner!

Xun'er sat next to Kuang San, her small body clinging to her sister, seeing this interesting scene, her big eyes narrowed with laughter.

Xun'er has been immune to the word 'saint' since she was a child on various important occasions with Kuang San!

In the eyes of the little girl, no matter how powerful the so-called saint is, wouldn't he be pointed at by his father and scolded?

What's more, she had seen this guy in the clan's meeting hall before, sitting on the second-to-last chair, and could only watch the other big bosses speak, which made Xun'er pay more attention...

The three people behind Xun'er didn't know how to express their feelings at the moment, Lin Pu no longer closed his eyes tightly, and the two fighting emperors watched all this eagerly.

Kuang San looked at this guy Xiao Yan differently. Aren't the other protagonists all like "my fate is up to me"?

Kneeling to a stranger is even more taboo for the protagonist! But Xiao Yan's decisiveness... really amazing!

Kuang San narrowed his eyes slightly, guessing that Xiao Yan's own luck played a role. If he was really accepted as an apprentice by this clan fighting saint, he would definitely return to the clan to accept systematic cultivation.

And Yao Lao will be exposed in an instant, but at that time, relying on the face of the same ancient race, he might be pulled back from the danger line, and he will no longer be threatened by the Soul Palace.

Assuming that Xiao Yan can live happily in the ancient clan, then the luck is very likely to be grafted to the ancient clan.

But as beings of different surnames, can the direct descendants of those saints hook up with Xiao Yan?

This creates contradictions, and if there are contradictions, there will be conflicts. With Xiao Yan's luck... maybe the ancient clan may be wiped out in the end!

After a while of silence in the hall, Xiao Yan knelt there with a small body, his upper body straightened, neither humble nor overbearing. The eyes were piercing, and there happened to be a ray of light shining in from outside, pushing the spirit of this young child to the top!

Kuang San clearly saw the change in the expression on the face of the saint in the clan, and complained wildly in his heart.

‘Is the luck of the protagonist in the fantasy world so invincible? ! '