Chapter 10      Doom Ring, Goodbye Lao Yao

Now that I have the Burning Jue, I will get the Bone Spirit Lenghuo, and Xiao Lang's strength will be improved by a big step!

However, the task now is indeed a bit difficult, after all, this ring is in Xiao Yan's hands.

And the most important thing is that Xiao Lang also knew that the ring was a relic of Xiao Yan's mother.

Xiao Lang pondered for a moment in his mind, then came to Xiao Yan's door, knocked on the door, Xiao Yan asked, "Who?"

Xiao Lang said lightly: "Little Yanzi, I am your brother Xiao Lang!"

When he heard that it was Xiao Lang, Xiao Yan hurriedly came over excitedly and opened the door, greeted Xiao Lang in, and said, "Congratulations, Brother Xiao Lang heard that you are fighting."

Xiao Yan's words were full of envy, but there was a bit of melancholy.

After all, three years ago, he had already condensed a cyclone and reached the Douzhe, becoming the most shining person in the family. It was really a turn of feng shui.

Xiao Lang, who was once the most thought of being careless in the family, secretly cultivated to the ninth stage of the fighting spirit, and broke through in one fell swoop in the family meeting hall, condensed the cyclone, and became the number one fighter in the younger generation in the family.

"By the way, Brother Xiao Lang, I haven't thanked you yet. Thanks to you, I saved my face for me. My father would rather let me learn from you more." Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Lang and said with some gratitude.

He didn't expect that Xiao Lang had such courage to take on the engagement for him.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, we should help each other, and you call me Brother Xiao Lang, I will protect you!" Xiao Lang smiled and patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder. In fact, he was just trying to sign in, pretending to be a pussy by the way.

"By the way, how did you get the five Qi gatherings and dispersions of Brother Xiao Lang? This Qi gathering and dispersion is not an ordinary pill!" Xiao Yan looked at Xiao Lang curiously.

The people of the Xiao family don’t care why Xiao Lang practices so fast now. What they care most about is where Xiao Lang got the five Qi Dispersion from.

Xiao Lang explained lightly: "The back mountain, the back mountain is a Feng Shui treasure land, I picked it up in a small cave there..."

Xiao Yan's eyes turned, he looked at Xiao Lang and said, "Really?"

"Really, why don't you believe me?" Xiao Lang asked deliberately, but he had already made up his mind to practice this medicine as soon as possible, otherwise he would be unable to contain the fire.

"I believe, of course I believe you, Brother Xiao Lang, but I don't know when I can cultivate the Dou Qi as soon as possible like you... the Ninth Stage, and then use the Gathering Qi Dispersion to break through the Dou Ji?" Xiao Yan's mouth suddenly felt a little bitter.

"Xiao Yan, do you want to practice into a fighter? Do you want your strength to go backwards?" Xiao Lang suddenly stared at Xiao Yan and asked a very strange and abrupt question.

When Xiao Yan heard the loud words, he was suddenly stunned, then nodded and said, "Of course!"

He needs to practice more urgently than anyone else and needs to improve his realm, because he has suffered too much shame and too much indifference over the years.

All of this is because he is a weak person. In this world full of fighting spirit, the strong are kings, and only the strong can be respected.

"I think about it, but I'm afraid this life will be impossible!" Xiao Yan said, suddenly turning his mind, his eyes were extremely lonely and melancholy.

"Whoever said it, I have a way!" Xiao Lang suddenly looked at Xiao Yan and showed a strange smile.

Xiao Yan was stunned and then asked, "What's the solution?"

However, Xiao Lang did not answer him immediately, but continued to ask: "Little Yanzi, do you believe me?"

Brother Xiao Yan was stunned: "Of course I believe you!" Xiao Yan was like catching a life-saving straw.

"As we all know, the time when you cannot practice Dou Qi happened three years ago!" Xiao Lang looked at Xiao Yan and asked, and Xiao Yan nodded after this.

"So what special happened three years ago?"

"Your mother passed away. After your mother passed away, you have one more thing on your hand, that is this ring." Xiao Lang pointed to the ancient ring on Xiao Yan's hand and said.

"So the reason why you can't practice fighting spirit is because of this ring!"

Xiao Yan was stunned.

"Ring? How is this ring possible? How can this ring affect my absorption of the fighting spirit?"

Xiao Lang naturally knew the reason. There was an old guy hidden in the ring, sucking away your fighting spirit every day.

But he wouldn't tell Xiao Yan.

"Maybe this is a curse. Do you know the formation? Maybe there is something in this matter that can prevent you from absorbing the fighting energy..."

Xiao Yan still didn't believe it. After all, this was a relic left by his mother to her. How could it be something cursed?

"In this way, you take off the ring and start absorbing the fighting spirit around you!" Xiao Lang directed.

Xiao Yan took off his ring half-believingly, but saw that his fingers wearing the ring left a white mark because he had not taken it for many years.

The moment the ring was taken off, the fighting spirit around seemed to have increased and filled.

Xiao Yan's eyes were closed, he sat cross-legged and began to practice. After almost a minute or two, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Lang with some surprise: "Brother Xiao Lang, I can absorb the fighting spirit! And the most important thing is that they will not disappear again!"

"How is it? Do you believe me now?" Xiao Lang showed a smug smile.

"I believe you, Brother Xiao Lang, you are really my destined benefactor!" Xiao Yan was very excited.

"But what should I do with this ring?"

"Destroy him!" Xiao Lang said firmly.

"But... this is the relic left to me by my mother..." Xiao Yan said lightly, a hint of loneliness flashing in his eyes.

He was also very vague about the so-called mother's memory, but the ring was at least a thought.

"Absolutely, but your mother didn't expect it to have such a big impact on you at that time. Her original intention must be to hope you can get better." Xiao Lang sighed.

"Maybe your mother left because of this ring, it was an ominous thing!"

Finally, after Xiao Lang's persuasion, Xiao Yan finally handed the ring down and asked Xiao Lang to destroy it.

When she stroked the ancient and cold black ring, Xiao Lang was full of thoughts. There was a soul body hidden in it, a Medicine Venerable who was also famous back then.

Xiao Lang felt that the reason Yao Lao helped Xiao Yan was because he wanted Xiao Yan to regain his life, and the most important thing was that he had absorbed a lot of Xiao Yan's fighting spirit in the past three years.

And I have no strong relationship with this Yao Lao, so Yao Lao may not necessarily help me at that time.

If I release this medicine at that time, and I am afraid of a backlash from myself, it will be more than worth the effort.

If you have reached the strength of not being afraid of Yao Lao, then the meaning of seeking Yao Lao will be even more slim.

So after thinking about it, Xiao Lang decided to destroy the ring. He already had this system, and the opportunity he would get would not be less than that of the old medicine guided him.

And the most important thing about Lao Yao is that he has the Burning Fate, but the system naturally rewards himself, and he feels that there is no need for him.

Xiao Lang directly set up a fire and started roasting the ring. After a day, the ring was naturally intact, with only some traces of being blackened by the fire. Xiao Lang was also a little helpless. After all, this was a high-end ring, which was too strong.

So Xiao Lang had to throw the ring into the bottomless pool behind the mountain. Looking at the slowly sinking ring, Xiao Lang said helplessly.

"Old Yao...goodbye!"
Chapter completed!