Chapter 42 Angry Xiao Yan!

Xiao's backyard.

Warm sunlight penetrates through the gaps in the windows, and the tiny spots of light adorn the tidy room.

On the bed, Xiao Yan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his hands making strange handprints in front of him, and his chest rising and falling slightly.

Between exhalation and inhalation, a perfect cycle is formed, and between breath circulation.

In the void, there is a faint white air flow along the mouth and nose, entering the body, warming the bones and flesh.

And while the young man was practicing with his eyes closed, he didn't notice that the simple black ring on his finger suddenly shone strangely and slightly.

This ray of light was extremely weak, fleeting, and then immediately fell silent.

As the light flashed, a wisp of white gas slowly penetrated into the black ring.

"call…"

After a moment, Xiao Yan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes suddenly opened, and a faint white light flashed in his dark eyes.

That is the fighting spirit that has just been absorbed but has not been completely refined.

Chen Shen sensed something inside his body, and Xiao Yan's expression suddenly changed.

The fighting spirit that he had worked so hard to cultivate just now disappeared again.

Thinking of the looks and ridicule he had received in the past few years, and the tired look on his father's face, Xiao Yan suddenly became angry.

"The fighting spirit that was finally cultivated is disappearing again... I, I am stupid!" Xiao Yan's face was full of anger and he let out a sharp curse.

boom!
Xiao Yan punched the bed hard and clenched his fists tightly.

"God, how long are you going to torture me?"

After a while, Xiao Yan shook his head in frustration.

He got out of bed a little tired, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.

Over the years, although the fighting spirit in his body has always disappeared, Xiao Yan is lucky that one day the disappeared fighting spirit will come back.

Therefore, even if the practice is boring, he always insists on practicing every day.

In the room, Xiao Yan stretched his numb ankles and thighs. He only possessed the third level of Dou Qi, but he was unable to ignore all kinds of fatigue.

After resting for a while, Xiao Yan suddenly thought of the Foundation Building Pill his father had given him before retreating into seclusion.

Over the years, his father had given him many pills without telling the family elders, but his condition still showed no improvement.

Therefore, after getting the Foundation Building Pill, Xiao Yan didn't take it too seriously.

But thinking that this was his father's hard work, he was reluctant to waste it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan slowly took out the jade bottle containing the Foundation Establishment Pill.

"This Foundation Establishment Pill is a second-grade elixir. It may be able to take effect..."

With this thought, Xiao Yan opened the bottle cap directly, and a strong fragrance of elixir suddenly filled the room.

It is indeed a second-grade elixir!
Smelling the fragrance of elixir, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Perhaps, this Foundation Establishment Pill can really help him.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan returned to the bed and sat up cross-legged.

Pouring the jade bottle, Xiao Yan slowly poured out the Foundation Establishment Pill, slowly and gently picked it up and put it into his mouth.

The elixir melted in his mouth, and a strong and gentle medicinal power instantly entered Xiao Yan's body.

After the medicine entered the body, Xiao Yan's young face suddenly glowed like jade.

Under the influence of the powerful medicine, wisps of rich white air slowly poured into Xiao Yan's body in the void.

Feeling the fighting spirit constantly filling his body, Xiao Yan suddenly showed a look of excitement on his face.

According to this progress, he should soon be able to step into the fourth stage of fighting spirit.

Having tasted the sweetness, Xiao Yan was filled with motivation. His eyes were still closed tightly, and the handprints on his fingertips remained motionless. He concentrated and maintained the best cultivation state, and continued to greedily absorb the gentle energy in the Foundation Establishment Pill.

The medicinal power transformed from the Foundation Establishment Pill flows through Xiao Yan's limbs and bones, warming the bones and washing the veins.Cultivation was spent slowly in Xiao Yan's hard work, forgetting sleep and food.

Soon, two hours had passed.

At this moment, Xiao Yan's eyelashes blinked slightly, and after a moment, his dark eyes suddenly opened.

In a pair of black pupils, the white light flashed as usual, but this time it was slightly light blue.

Feeling the cultivation within his body, Xiao Yan showed a look of excitement on his face.

Four stages of fighting spirit!
At this moment, his cultivation has reached the fourth level of Dou Qi.

After such a long time, I finally entered this realm again.

Just when Xiao Yan was extremely excited, he didn't see that the black ring in his hand emitted a strange ray of light again.

Just as the light flashed away, Xiao Yan's expression suddenly changed.

"My fighting spirit!"

The next moment, he concentrated on sensing, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Hold!"

"It's gone again!"

He saw that the fighting spirit he had cultivated so hard just disappeared out of thin air, and his cultivation level dropped to the third stage of fighting spirit again.

"What on earth is going on?" Xiao Yan's face was gloomy, and his chest was rising and falling, as if there was a fire burning in his belly.

He couldn't figure out why the fighting spirit he had worked so hard to cultivate disappeared for no reason.

This problem has also troubled him for several years, and he has never been able to find the reason.

"It seems that we have no choice but to find him!"

Liu Yun's confident look flashed through his mind. Xiao Yan slowly stood up, washed his face with water and left the Xiao family.

……

"Please let me know, I have something to discuss with Young Master Liuyun."

A moment later, in front of the Miter auction house, Xiao Yan said politely to the guard at the door of the auction house.

"Who are you?" The guard looked at Xiao Yan with some confusion.

"Xiao Yan of the Xiao family." Xiao Yan said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Xiao Yan?"

The third young master of the Xiao family, that loser?

Hearing this, a trace of doubt flashed across the guard's face.

"You wait here, I'll go and report first." Without saying a word, the guard slowly entered the auction house.

"Without strength, even a guard looks down on me." Although the disdain on the guard's face flashed away, Xiao Yan caught it keenly, and he suddenly laughed at himself.

"Liu Yun, I hope you can really help me restore my talent."

"If I regain my talent, I must get back all the humiliation I have suffered!" Xiao Yan murmured to himself with a trace of determination in his eyes.

…………

"Xiao Yan of the Xiao family?"

"Did he come to see the young master?"

In the auction house, after listening to the guard's report, a trace of doubt flashed across Yafei's beautiful face.

Suddenly, Yafei remembered that Liu Yun had gone to the Xiao family to observe the ceremony when the annual test was held at the Xiao family.

Could it be that this third young master of the Xiao family is an old acquaintance of the young master?
With such thoughts flashing through her mind, Yafei immediately said to the guard in front of her: "Go and invite him in."

"Yes." After hearing this, the guard bowed and responded. He went directly to the door of the auction house and said to Xiao Yan, "You can go in."

PS: I just came back from another New Year celebration. These two chapters are a bit watery. I will definitely update them after the New Year. Readers, dads, don’t blame me!
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