The movement of Xiao Yun's practice was so loud that the Snow Mountain King also sensed it and hurriedly put down the memorial in his hand and rushed towards the main hall.
I saw Grandpa Huang standing outside with several granddaughters, looking at the main hall in stunned silence.
The Snow Mountain King was a little curious and couldn't help but come over and ask: "Father, is today's practice over? How is Yun'er doing?"
He still cares very much about his only son.
"I can't teach him!" Grandpa Huang heard this and looked at the Snow Mountain King with complicated eyes. They are both of his bloodline. How come his grandson is a super genius, but his son is a waste. He has been practicing for almost a hundred years, and he is still just a pill-former.
Early days.
The Snow Mountain King did not sense the disdainful look in Grandpa Huang's eyes. He looked at Xiao Yun who was sitting cross-legged in the hall. At this moment, the vision training had ended.
"Yun'er is still very serious about his cultivation. With his talent, he should be able to reach the first level of Qi refining stage in three months.
"
"Father, I know that he is very talented, but you don't have to be too humble. You are always a master at the Nascent Soul stage, so how can you not teach him?"
The Snow Mountain King said with a smile.
Grandpa Huang said calmly: "He has already entered the Nascent Soul stage, no, it is the Great Consummation of the Nascent Soul stage. If it were not for the subsequent exercises, he would soon break through the Nascent Soul stage.
"
The air became silent.
"..."
The King of Snow Mountain stared at Grandpa Huang with his mouth open. He stammered a little: "Father...Father, you...stop joking, Nascent Soul Stage? How is this possible?"
At this moment, Xiao Yun opened his eyes, walked out of the palace, looked at Grandpa Huang, and asked quickly: "Grandpa Huang, why don't you have the skills behind the Nascent Soul stage?"
The Snow Mountain King was stunned when he heard this.
Have you really broken through the Nascent Soul stage?
It’s only been a day, no, half a day has not come yet.
Grandpa Huang's heart was also filled with turmoil. He suppressed the horror in his heart and smiled bitterly at Xiao Yun: "Back then, our ancestors had limited cultivation and were only in the Nascent Soul stage, so the only techniques that have been passed down are those in the Nascent Soul stage.
Only the Tang Empire of Dongsheng Shenzhou had the follow-up techniques.
"
"Ah?" Xiao Yun was stunned.
Grandpa Huang said hurriedly: "Don't worry, with your current strength, as long as you are careful, you can cross the vast ocean and go to Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Of course, it's best to wait until you are older. Now that you are still young, just lay more foundations.
"
"Yeah!" Xiao Yun nodded. In fact, he didn't care. With his ability, he could deduce the following techniques.
Moreover, he killed many ancient cultivators in the ancient times and picked up many corpses. He sacrificed them to the 'human sect', which also allowed him to obtain many immortal cultivation techniques.
It's just that Xiao Yun didn't dare to practice these immortal cultivation techniques, for fear that the saints would figure out his origin in the future.
Xiao Yun was still very afraid of the calculation abilities of these saints.
So he planned to deduce the exercises himself, or search for them in the world.
Anyway, he can continue to improve his physical body. Even if his cultivation level does not increase, just his physical body becoming stronger will already allow him to live in the earthly immortal world. After all, those immortals are in the heavenly realm and the blessed land of cave heaven, and will not come to the mortal world if they have nothing to do.
"Yun'er, in fact, Grandpa Huang, I have been deducing the techniques after the Nascent Soul stage. I feel that they are almost finished, and I will pass them on to you when the time comes.
"Grandpa Huang seemed to feel some pressure. After telling Xiao Yun, he immediately announced that he would go into seclusion again.
It was not until Grandpa Huang left that the Snow Mountain King came back to his senses.
"Yun'er, have you really broken through to the Nascent Soul stage?" The Snow Mountain King looked at Xiao Yun in disbelief.
Xiao Yun nodded, and then slightly released some of the pressure of the Nascent Soul stage, causing the Snow Mountain King to sink and feel tremendous pressure.
"It's really the Nascent Soul stage, and this pressure is stronger than my father's.
"The Snow Mountain King looked at his nine-year-old son in front of him with shock.
Damn it, what kind of monster is this? This talent for cultivating immortals is so abnormal, it is simply unheard of.
…
Jiuxiao Continent, the forbidden area of Chaos Holy Land.
In a palace, Dugu Baitian was studying the art of swordsmanship. Suddenly he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale.
"What's going on? Why did my soul suddenly suffer heavy damage?" Dugu Baitian's face turned pale, and his soul and soul suffered severe pain like tearing apart.
"Could it be..."
Dugu Baitian seemed to have thought of something, and immediately flashed his figure and arrived at Emperor Peak.
"Huh? Nephew, what are you doing here?" Xiao Yun was studying the laws of chaos in the Heavenly Palace. When he saw Dugu Baitian arriving, he couldn't help but show doubts.
But immediately after, Xiao Yun felt the injury of Dugu Baitian, and it was a particularly serious injury.
"Whoa!"
Xiao Yun almost teleported to Dugu Baitian's side and activated his divine life body to help him recover from his injuries, but it was of no use. Dugu Baitian injured his soul and his origin.
"Uncle, my fragmented soul may have been killed by someone in the prehistoric world.
"Dugu Baitian said with a grimace.
Xiao Yun said silently. After learning about Dugu Baitian's injury, he guessed the reason.
After all, Dugu Baitian has been staying in the forbidden area to study the swordsmanship of life and death and has not gone out. How could he be injured?
Only when the split soul that went to the prehistoric world dies will Dugu Baitian suffer heavy losses.
You know, that is one-tenth of Dugu Baitian's soul.
"It shouldn't be. There have been no disasters in the Snow Mountain Kingdom recently. Everyone else is fine. Why are you the only one who died?" Xiao Yun frowned.
Dugu Baitian looked depressed. He didn't know what was going on inside. This soul's death was so unjust.
"You go back and cultivate yourself well. When you have time, go to the Three Emperors Realm to create a technique, or challenge your peers to see if you can get rewards from the Three Emperors Realm.
As for the death of your split soul, I'll go investigate.
"Xiao Yun said to Dugu Baitian.
After sending Dugu Baitian away, Xiao Yun immediately communicated with Tianmen and passed the news to his clone.
Although he can contact his clone, it is also very troublesome. He can only send messages and cannot contact him all the time. After all, he is separated by a world.
…
Snow Mountain Kingdom, somewhere in the slums.
Zhao Wuji, Zhou Yuan, and Wu Hao came together to the place where Dugu Baitian was reincarnated.
In front of them was a dilapidated old building. Although it was dilapidated, it was considered a good place in the slums.
"Tsk, tsk, I really can't tell. This kid Baitian usually looks stupid, but at a critical moment he actually knows how to reincarnate into a wealthy family. How different than you two stupid guys who were deceived by that old thief Ditian.
"
Zhao Wuji looked at the 'building' in front of him and said with admiration.
Although the building in front of me is dilapidated, in this slum, those who can live in the building are at least richer than other civilians.
However, after Zhao Wuji finished speaking, no response was heard from Zhou Yuan and Wu Hao.
"Why don't you speak?" Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, then turned back to look at the two of them, only to see Wu Hao and Zhou Yuan suppressing their blushes.
"What's the meaning?"
Zhao Wuji glared at them and snorted coldly: "You don't dare to laugh if you want to. Don't you think what Zhao said is wrong?"
"Senior Brother Zhao, you will know after you go in and take a look yourself.
"Zhou Yuan said sarcastically.
Zhao Wuji glanced at them, then snorted and walked towards the building in front of him.
As he walked, Zhao Wuji suddenly looked a little strange.
It seemed, maybe, that there were some strange and familiar sounds coming from the building in front of me.
"grass!"
Zhao Wuji immediately thought of something, his face turned red, and he immediately stepped back.
He was very familiar with the sounds coming from the building. When he was exercising with his dozens of wives, there were those sounds. The key was that there were a lot of people inside.
This is a place that harbors filth and evil. There are more singles among the common people who want to vent their anger. Mad, that stupid boy Baitian didn’t even look at where this place was before he got in. Too special a girl.
Already.
"Let's go, this thing is probably dead.
"Zhao Wuji sighed and left with Wu Hao and Zhou Yuan.
It is impossible for a woman in a place like this to stay after giving birth to a child. If it were a brothel woman in the city, there would still be some hope of survival, but this is a slum. It is difficult for ordinary people to feed their children, let alone them.
Zhao Wuji suddenly felt that his birth was not bad, and it would be sad for Dugu to lose.
Ditian, that old thief is so heartless.
…
Snow Mountain City, Yang Family.
After a heroic young man finished boxing, a dozen maids came next to him. Some of them wiped his sweat, some fed him fruits, and some of them massaged his body. It was so happy.
"I thought it was right. This old man from the Yang family has always had a son, and he must treat it as a treasure. It's great to see how we live our little life!"
Yang Xietian chuckled.
He is the only son of Mr. Yang, the richest man in Xueshan City. Because he came to have a son when he was old, Mr. Yang named him "Xie Tian" to thank God for his gift.
Of course, no one knows that he also has another name - Ditian.
…
Snow Mountain City, a majestic and majestic mansion.
In the courtyard, there stood a burly middle-aged man, who was instructing a young man to practice martial arts.
"Haier, the three generations of our Lan family are all generals of the Snow Mountain Kingdom, but the position of this general is not passed down from generation to generation, but through the swords and kills of our grandfather and grandson.
"
General Lan looked at his young son in front of him with a very serious expression and his eyes as sharp as a knife: "You will become a master only if you endure hardships, so don't blame your father for forcing you to practice martial arts.
"
"Father, don't worry, I won't let you down.
"Lan Hai said with a firm voice.
He also has another name - Nanhai Yun.
…
Royal Palace.
Xiao Yun was eye-to-eye with a young boy about the same size as him.
There were two middle-aged men standing next to them, both dressed in fine clothes and looking very handsome.
One of them is the Snow Mountain King, and the other is his younger brother Ning King.
"Yun'er, let me introduce to you, this is your Uncle Ning, and this is your Uncle Ning's youngest son, named Li Dalei.
"The Snow Mountain Kingdom introduced the two people in front of Xiao Yun with a smile.
Xiao Yun couldn't help but smile in his heart.
The young man opposite him also looked embarrassed.