Chapter 190 Yao Lao appears and Xiao Yan becomes his disciple "Someone else?"
Xiao Yan suddenly became vigilant. Except for Wang Lin and him, he didn't see anyone here.
He stood up immediately and looked around. There was nothing but flowers, plants and trees.
Wang Lin couldn't help but feel funny when he saw Xiao Yan's he looks like an ordinary person now, he is essentially in a state of soul.
It's just an illusion created by powerful soul power.
"Come out."
Wang Lin used his mental power to slowly lift Xiao Yan's right hand, and a black, simple ring appeared in front of the two of them.
"Brother Wang, what does this mean?"
Xiao Yan's expression changed. This was a ring given to him by his mother. Is there something else he didn't know about?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan immediately took off the ring on his finger.
The moment Xiao Yan took it off, a breeze suddenly blew by.
An old voice came from the ring.
"Hey, little doll, why are you so anxious?"
Then an old man appeared in front of Xiao Yan. He was wearing a white robe with fluttering sleeves. His face was old and he looked unusually kind.
The deep eyes, exuding the wisdom of being old and hard to hide, seem to have gone through vicissitudes.
Xiao Yan was startled, took a few steps back, and walked to Wang Lin's side.
"Who are you!"
Xiao Yan asked loudly, this is something he has been wearing on his hand, but there are people living in it? Then he doesn’t know everything I do! ?
Xiao Yan's face was gloomy, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
Yao Lao noticed Xiao Yan's change of expression and quickly explained.
"Little baby, I just woke up, but I don't know anything."
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yan softened his expression, but he still had some doubts.
"You old thing, have you been the one responsible for me all these years?"
Yao Lao also spoke after hearing this: "I just absorbed your fighting spirit for three years. It's not a big deal."
Xiao Yan's heart was filled with rage, he clenched his fists and his body was trembling slightly.
Xiao Yan raised his arms in anger, and a fighting spirit condensed on his fists. He seemed to be turning this anger into endless power.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white, as if he wanted to vent all his anger in one blow.
But he still loosened his fist at the next moment. The old guy in front of him was not easy to mess with at first glance.
Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan who had calmed down and nodded.
In three years, I still developed a good character.
"Old man, what should I call you?"
"The old man is..."
Before the words were spoken, Yao Lao paused.
"You can call me Yaolao."
"Old Yao?"
Xiao Yan was mumbling, while Yao Lao turned sideways and looked at Wang Lin, who had been watching the show.
Yao Lao's eyes were a little solemn, and the person in front of him turned out to be a soul body like him.
Although it was concealed by some kind of skill, Yao Lao could still see the difference in Wang Lin.
"who are you?"
"Didn't you all hear this, sir? My name is Wang Lin, and I am a casual cultivator."
Wang Lin's words did not make Yao Lao relax his vigilance. He could not see Wang Lin's realm and cultivation level.
If the other party knew that he had just listened to their conversation, his mental power would be stronger than his own.
You must know that you can be a fighting master during your lifetime, and your mental power is even stronger than ordinary people.
In this way, Wang Lin's identity becomes even more mysterious.
"Old guy, Brother Wang is my fellow countryman, so don't worry about it."
Xiao Yan's voice came from the side, making Yao Lao's head full of black is this guy talking about? Fellow?Xiao Yan has never been out of Wutan City, how could a fellow countryman suddenly appear?
The previous conversation between the two also left Yao Lao confused. What was it all about? "Xiao Yan, I am doing this for your own good."
Yao Lao said sincerely, Xiao Yan felt contempt for him.
"What you say is nice. If you don't absorb my fighting spirit in the past three years, I'm afraid I'll be a fighter already!"
Yao Lao suddenly felt a little embarrassed. There was nothing he could do about it. He needed energy to wake up, and he could only rely on Xiao Yan's fighting spirit to provide it.
"Then your character has been greatly improved in the past three years? As for your fighting spirit, do you feel that your talent is back now?"
After listening to Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan couldn't help but think, and it was indeed true. His temperament was no longer as arrogant as it used to be.
"Then... you are right, but how are you going to compensate me!"
"How about being my apprentice?"
Yao Lao spoke with great pride, as if it was a very proud thing to have him as his teacher.
In Yaolao's opinion, Xiao Yan is a natural fighter, possessing strong fighting spirit and fighting talent.
Moreover, he is an eighth-grade peak alchemist and a powerful Dou Zun. There are countless people who want to worship him as their teacher. If not...
"just you?"
Xiao Yan looked at Yao Lao with suspicion.
"Boy, what do you mean by looking at me like this?"
"You must know that I am an eighth-grade alchemist!"
Yao Lao's soul body suspended in the air looked down at Xiao Yan.
"Eight-Rank Alchemist?!"
Xiao Yan was stunned. The alchemist was a person with the highest status.
A pharmacist can refine all kinds of miraculous pills, and his status is extremely prominent in the fighting spirit continent.
Alchemists have an extremely powerful appeal, because no matter who they are, they hope that the alchemists can owe them a favor.
The requirements to become an alchemist are extremely demanding. Normal people only have one attribute, but an alchemist must have two attributes, and his attribute must be fire. The fire must be mixed with a trace of wood gas for catalysis. To be effective, you must have excellent soul perception.
In the entire Jia Ma Empire, the highest-level alchemist, Dan Wang Furukawa, is only a sixth-level alchemist.
The Yao Lao in front of him now said that he was an eighth-grade alchemist!
"Really?"
"If it's a fake replacement."
Then an extremely cold aura emerged from Yaolao's body.
Then a pure white flame appeared in Yao Lao's hand.
"Bone spirit cold fire."
Wang Lin on the side interrupted, causing Yao Lao to look at Wang Lin.
"The unique flame that combines extreme cold and extreme heat can only be encountered in places of extreme cold and extreme darkness every hundred years, when the sun and moon alternate."
"I didn't expect you, Mr. Yao, to have strange fire."
Yao Lao nodded slightly, what Wang Lin said was correct.
Although Xiao Yan didn't know what the strange fire was, after hearing Wang Lin's description, he also knew that Yao Lao was extraordinary.
Then Xiao Yan wanted to become a disciple.
"Master! Please accept my apprentice's bow!"
boom! Before Yao Lao could react, he had already kowtowed three times on the ground.
Then he stood up and looked at Yao Lao with a wicked smile.
"Master, you see, I am now your disciple. Why don't you give me some eighth- or ninth-grade elixirs?"
Yao Lao said calmly: "No."
"The best treasure? Heavenly level skills?"
"nor."
(End of this chapter)