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"Ha..." Yao Lao let out a chuckle. Through brainstorming, he understood why Xiao Yan discovered that the ring could absorb his fighting spirit and continued to practice wearing the ring. He also understood where Xiao Yan had the confidence to ask the family The elders here are talking nonsense.

It can only be said that the imagination of young people is unlimited.

"That's right, I am the spirit of the ring. You passed my test. Now I can give you a chance to become your teacher and fulfill your white lie." Yao Lao said with a smile.

"Teacher!" Xiao Yan was excited. His grandma's old man finally ran out. He has been sucked for nothing in the past three years.

Yao Lao responded with a smile. Looking at the excited child in front of him, he seemed to be much younger.

"Teacher, do you have any unnecessary Xuan-level exercises or fighting skills, inferior third- or fourth-grade elixirs, or unused magical weapons that take up space?"

Before Yao Lao could sigh, Xiao Yan's mean voice reached his ears, and his face suddenly darkened.

"What are you thinking about?" Yao Lao slapped Xiao Yan over with his palm, and then he thought of something and threw down a pile of "garbage" that looked like scrolls.

"Hey, Master, you are so handsome!" Xiao Yan found a package, packed all these things, and ran off to find his father.

"Alas..." Seeing Xiao Yan's happy look, Yao Lao sighed and returned to the ring, thinking of his blind life in the past.

"Dad!"

Xiao Yan kicked open the door of the conference room, ignored the guards who wanted to stop him, and threw the package directly into Xiao Zhan's arms.

"I asked the teacher for a bunch of treasures for the family."

Xiao Zhan looked at Xiao Yan, who had his hands on his hips and a big toothy smile, and opened the package with complicated emotions.

"Baby? That's not what you said when you begged me." The Yao Lao in the ring couldn't help but taunt Xiao Yan in his heart.

"Master, you are so strong. If something leaks between your fingers, isn't it a treasure to me?" Xiao Yan paid no attention to Yao Lao's ridicule and continued to flatter him.

"The Xuan-level advanced skill Earth Fire Technique and the supporting fighting skill Earth-shattering Sky Strike..."

"The Xuan-level advanced skill Qian Gang Jue and the supporting fighting skill Gang Feng Po..."

Xiao Zhan just glanced twice and saw two volumes of Xuan-level advanced skills and supporting tools. The intense excitement made Xiao Zhan's brain feel dizzy.

"Xuan level advanced skills and fighting skills?!" The three elders couldn't sit still and rushed forward one by one to take a closer look.

Xiao Zhan put away the package, pushed the three elders away with trembling hands, and walked to Xiao Yan.

"Yan'er, are these exercises and fighting skills for our Xiao family? Will they displease your teacher?"

"Don't worry, Dad! I can't pass on the secret method of improving soul perception to you. These Xuan-level skills and fighting skills teachers don't care about." Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood Xiao Zhan's concerns.

"Hahaha!" Xiao Zhan could no longer hold back the joy in his heart and laughed wildly.

The other three elders also snatched the package from Xiao Zhan's hand and laughed wildly along with them.

Xiao Yan looked at the four laughing heroes of the Xiao family in front of him and felt that his ears were about to become pregnant. He wanted to slip away, but was caught by Xiao Zhan.

"From today on, my son is the young patriarch! Do you have any objections?"

Xiao Zhan's sharp gaze passed over the three elders. Naturally, they had no reason to refuse and all expressed their agreement.

"The young patriarch is simply a blessing to my Xiao family!"

"Fuck you, you just said you wanted to allocate some resources to your precious grandson Xiao Ning."

"You know what the heck, the young patriarch is extremely talented, and my grandson can use even the things he doesn't need!"

"Bah! Go away and don't taint my son's eyes with your ugly face!"

"Your son or my grandson, Yan'er is the hope of our entire Xiao family!"

Xiao Yan's ears were finally broken. When Xiao Yan returned to the den, there was a "buzzing" sound in his ears and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

After lying on the bed and resting for a while, Xiao Yan finally struggled to get up, took out the medicinal powder, soaked it in water, drank it all, and continued practicing.

"Neither arrogant nor impetuous, with such a character, coupled with such talent, coupled with such a father to support you, your life will be extremely shining even without me."

Yao Lao sighed and felt deeply for this young man who had realized and cultivated his soul on his own -

Even if he doesn't show up, he will go to Canaan College, go to Zhongzhou, find the Danta, and grow into a senior alchemist step by step.

"How should I persuade such a person to practice Burning Jue? Can Burning Jue really evolve? If it cannot evolve, wouldn't it be a waste of his original talent to persuade him to learn Burning Jue?"

Yao Lao was dejected in the ring, with many thoughts and he was wavering.

"That's all, let's make it clear to him when the time comes and let him make his own choice!"

The next day, Xiao Zhan walked into Xiao Yan's room with a low-level Na ring, and solemnly put the Na ring into Xiao Yan's hand with Xiao Yan's confused expression.

"???"

"Take it, I put a few prescriptions that you can use in the pile of garbage yesterday." Yao Lao's voice came from the bottom of his heart, and Xiao Yan finally understood what happened.

After Xiao Zhan left, Yao Lao floated out of the ring.

The soul power slightly swept over the Najie, and when he saw clearly the number of medicinal materials prepared inside, the Yao Lao couldn't help but chuckle.

"The quantity of these medicinal materials is calculated as three times the quantity of elixirs. It is just enough for you. It seems that your father has no intention of benefiting the family at all." Yao Lao said with a smile.

"Those Xuan-level exercises and fighting skills have been enough for my family for a long time. The elixirs that can be used by people of my level will be fine if the family lacks them, so my father doesn't need to be greedy for this small gain - he just needs It's enough to train me wholeheartedly." Xiao Yan replied.

"But this matter is limited by his cultivation. With this low-level elixir, my success rate is 100% - you can just continue to use the extra elixir."

"Today I'm here to show you my skills and see if you can directly learn some of my medicine refining techniques."

In the quiet room, Yao Lao was suspended in mid-air. Without taking out the medicine cauldron, he directly summoned a ball of white flame and used the flame as the cauldron to refine the elixir.

"This is Bone Spirit Cold Fire, ranked eleventh on the list of strange fires. Even I spent a lot of effort to refine it back then."

After Yao Lao finished speaking, he grabbed a purple-leaf orchid and threw it into the flames.

"But teacher, aren't you a weapon spirit?" Xiao Yan suddenly asked.

Yao Lao's hand shook and he almost burned the purple leaf orchid grass to ashes. He glanced at Xiao Yan and found that Xiao Yan was snickering. He was even more sure that this kid had heard him brag about his 100% success rate and wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

"I'm just teasing you. In fact, I am a fallen strong man. I have a lot of enemies, all waiting in line to hack you to death." Yao Lao blew his beard and glared.

In fact, Yao Lao enjoyed this feeling very much. The long darkness in the ring made Yao Lao feel that this kind of conversation was very "human".