Chapter 3: Nourishing the tendons and veins
Walking to the door of Xiao Xun'er's room, Xiao Ling gently pushed the door open and entered. Finding that no one noticed him, he quietly approached the bed. Looking in the moonlight, he saw Xiao Xun'er's lovely face, but compared to the rosy face in the morning, it was now a little paler, and her eyebrows were wrinkled together, as if she was suffering from some torture.
Xiao Ling had almost guessed it. It was probably because the Golden Emperor's Burning Sky Flame was sealed directly in a young child's body. The child was not yet fully adapted to the disease. There was no time to check the child in the Ancient Clan and he was brought directly to the Xiao family. It was indeed a bit difficult. After the child grows up and his body is fully developed, this situation will be alleviated.
He slowly walked to the bedside and saw that there was some sweat on Xiao Xun'er's forehead. Without thinking about anything else, he put his hand on Xiao Xun'er's wrist and began to help her nourish her tendons and veins.
He injected a trace of fighting spirit and felt some warmth in his body being transmitted into Xiao Xun'er's body through his fingers. Xiao Xun'er, who was a little tense at the beginning, now relaxed a little and her eyebrows relaxed.
Looking at Xiao Xun'er's current state, her breathing is steady, like a sleeping beauty. Her slightly immature face already shows the outline of a beauty.
A few minutes later, Xiao Ling was already pale and sweating profusely. The fighting spirit in his body was so thin that he could hardly feel it. He thought to himself, "The fighting spirit at the first level is still not enough. It was used up all at once." After taking away his hand that was on Xiao Xun'er's wrist, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled, and seeing that Xiao Xun'er was already asleep, he got up and left. He tiptoed to open and close the door, flipped out of the yard, and returned to his cabin in a flash.
What Xiao Ling didn't know was that when he walked out of the room, Xiao Xun'er opened her eyes and stared in the direction Xiao Ling left, with a complicated look in her eyes.
In the cabin, Xiao Ling was lying on the bed, still feeling frightened.
Because when he came out of Xun'er's room, he felt that someone was staring at him, and he was scared and broke out in a cold sweat. Because Xiao Ling was born with a very strong soul power, he was very sensitive to sight.
"Did Ling Ying return to the yard, or did he not leave at all?"
"After all, Xiao Xun'er's safety should be more important than the fragments of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade. Maybe he will stay with Xiao Xun'er forever."
Touching his chin, Xiao Ling thought.
"But today it went pretty smoothly. I hope everything can be completed smoothly tomorrow."
"Oh, I really don't understand."
Feeling tired, Xiao Ling didn't think much about it. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The next morning, after Xiao Ling got up, he tidied the room for a while, washed his face, opened the door and went out to have breakfast.
While walking on the way to the cafeteria, he noticed someone was staring at him from behind. He turned around and found it was Xiao Xun'er, staring at him with complicated eyes. Xiao Ling felt a little unsure, so he ran into the cafeteria.
After finishing breakfast, Xiao Ling came out of the cafeteria and walked towards the cabin, intending to start a new day of practice.
He returned to the cabin, sat on the bed, formed a practice hand seal, and began to meditate and practice fighting spirit.
The moon is dim and the night is coming
After the hustle and bustle of the day, the Xiao family fell into silence.
In the Xiao family's courtyard, a dark figure nimbly shuttled through it, and in a moment it had already arrived outside Xiao Yan's courtyard. Xiao Ling looked into the room, and Xiao Yan was already fast asleep on the bed.
Xiao Ling breathed a sigh of relief. "It seems that after what happened yesterday, Xiao Yan has given up the idea of experimenting with Dou Qi." So he turned and left, running towards Xiao Xun'er's yard.
Once is new, twice is familiar. This time, Xiao Ling easily reached Xun'er's room. After making sure that Xiao Xun'er was already fast asleep in the room, he walked in, activated the fighting spirit in his body, and nourished Xiao Xun'er's tendons and veins.
After using up all the fighting spirit in his body, Xiao Ling turned around and left, returned to his wooden house, and fell asleep.
Time flies like a white horse, and it has passed by inadvertently. Four years have passed in cultivation.
In a courtyard at the backyard of the Xiao family, Xiao Ling made a hand seal to end his practice, woke up from his practice, exhaled a long breath, and with a thought, called the system panel.
"System, open my personal panel."
"Ding, the host's personal panel is automatically opening."
Host: Xiao Ling
Sex: Male
Cultivation: Fighting Qi Level 9
Age: 8 years old
Skills: None
Fighting skills: Claw Strike (Yellow Rank Intermediate), Mountain Splitting Palm (Yellow Rank Intermediate), Stone Crushing Palm (Yellow Rank Intermediate)
Item: Twenty-four Bridges Moonlit Night Gathering Qi Powder
Number of draws: 8
Getting up from the training mat and brushing off the dust on his body, Xiao Ling opened the door, walked to the pavilion in the courtyard, sat down to rest, and recalled his experiences over the past four years.
Because he had no intention of hiding his talent in cultivation from the beginning, Xiao Ling had taken part in the annual fighting spirit test since he began practicing.
He still remembered the scene when the younger generation of the family took the test when he was five years old. On the test magic stone tablet, other younger generations of the family were all at the first stage of Dou Qi, and some had not yet cultivated Dou Qi. Even Xiao Yan, the number one genius of the Xiao family at that time, was only at the second stage of Dou Qi. When it was his turn to step onto the magic stone tablet, the test result was directly the third stage of Dou Qi, which stunned Xiao Yan who had just stepped down from the stage. Even the middle-aged elder who was testing next to him was so surprised that he was speechless.
At first I thought the test magic stone tablet was broken, but after three consecutive tests, I got the third level of fighting spirit every time, proving that the test magic stone tablet was normal.
The younger generations of the family around them were all doubting their lives and their jaws dropped, while the family elders all took a deep breath and exclaimed, "This kid is so terrifying.
Xiao Ling was actually a little secretly happy, and he could understand the surprise of these people. A five-year-old with the third stage of fighting spirit was unheard of in the Jiama Empire, not to mention the small city of Wutan. With this kind of training speed, he would definitely become a fighter before the age of 10. Just imagine a fighter under the age of ten. His future achievements would definitely be limitless, and the family might rise again.
Xiao Yan had just secured his position as the Xiao family's number one genius, but after just one year, he was replaced. Xiao Ling was increasingly valued in the family, and his treatment became better and better. Even his accommodation was changed from a small wooden house to an independent courtyard, and two maids were arranged to take care of his daily life.
After Xiao Ling's talent was recognized by his family, although the benefits were obvious and there were more people flattering him, Xiao Ling did not become arrogant and domineering. He was very gentle to others and often guided some of his peers who came to ask for advice. Although this kind of talent can be said to be very strong in the small Wutan City, it is nothing in front of those ancient races, special physiques, and divine bloodlines. It can only be compared with the talents of Zhongzhou. Even in the Jiama Empire, there are several people with stronger talents than him.
Because the throne of the family's first genius was taken away by Xiao Ling, and Xiao Xun'er and Xiao Ling's relationship was getting better and better, Xiao Yan was very dissatisfied and often came to compete with Xiao Ling. Although he basically lost every time he competed with Xiao Ling,
Instead, Xiao Yan vented his anger on some of the younger members of the clan, especially the one named Xiao Ning, who often got beaten. Xiao Yan's personality became more and more domineering, but due to his extraordinary talent, Xiao Ling would not actively challenge him to a competition, and with the clan patriarch as his father, no one dared to say no to him.
Xiao Ling saw all of this and could only say that it was inevitable that he would be laughed at during his subsequent low period. If Xiao Yan wasn't so high-profile, perhaps people in the family wouldn't just think about laughing at him, but would feel more sorry for him.
(End of this chapter)