Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses into Tang San

Chapter 226 Good Sister, Ning Rongrong

"Sister Yiran also wants to warm up the meridian?" Stepping on the marble of the bath, Ning Rongrong walked slowly in front of Meng Yiran.

Being watched by Ning Rongrong so straightforwardly, Meng Yiran rubbed his fingers a little nervously: "After all, you can increase three levels at a time, which can greatly increase your soul power and give yourself time to break through to a higher level."

"It is indeed a powerful ability. If other people know about it, how many people will line up begging Xiao Yan to nourish his body."

Thinking that Xiao Yan might be surrounded by countless girls, Ning Rongrong felt a bit like a snack in his heart.

It's too cheap for the wretch!
What Ning Rongrong said is not bad at all, he can quickly increase the soul power of three levels, Xiao Yan's ability, in the eyes of Douluo Dalu soul masters, is very close to Tang Seng's flesh.

"Is it really as painful as Xiao Yan said?" Meng Yiran asked again.

Ning Rongrong shook his head with a smile: "What's the matter, I did feel some pain, but it didn't feel like I was going to die like what Xiao Yan said. Xiao Yan's rhetoric was purely made up by himself to deceive people."

The pitch-black eyes blinked, and Zhu Zhuqing asked: "Rongrong, do you feel this way? Why did I feel similar to what Xiao Yan said at the beginning, both pain and comfort, two complicated feelings, but I suffered a lot."

Hearing two completely different feelings, Meng was still a little confused, and she didn't know whose words to believe for a while.

"It should be because Xiao Yan's strength has improved a lot recently, which led to different feelings and effects." Ning Rongrong speculated, pursing her red lips.

Straightening her back, Ning Rongrong smiled and said to several people: "Didn't you all see a clear change from me?"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong suddenly grew up with a lot of soul tools, the girls felt that what she said was quite convincing.

Facts speak louder than words.

Holding Meng Yiran's hands, Ning Rongrong looked at her sincerely: "Sister Yiran, for the sake of strength, although there were some pains in the process, but the enduring passed. The third level has more soul power! Xiao Yan told me that my promotion is much higher than that of sister Zhuqing."

Meng still nodded very excitedly.

Xiao Yan told her that as long as she still wants to warm and nourish the meridian, he can use it for her.

"That's right!" Ning Rongrong was overjoyed.

Good sister, don't be angry with me, I'm doing this to help you improve your strength.

Xiao Yan, who was cultivating, didn't know that Ning Rongrong had dug a big hole for himself.

For the next time, Xiao Yan was silently cultivating.

In addition to the normal cooking for a few people, guiding, and making medicine, more time is spent in cross-legged meditation.

Although Meng Yiran wanted to let him warm and nourish his meridians, he never had the right opportunity to propose it.

The successful practice of distraction control made Xiao Yan think about many things, and he also had some different views on many things.

Time passed bit by bit, and before I knew it, it was already two months later.

The sun at noon is so warm.

The continuous autumn rain staggers away, the long-lost sunshine shines on the earth again, and there is a warm feeling everywhere. The sunshine infiltrates the heart that has been hazy for many days like a long-lost friend, and shines warmly on a moist heart like this. Heart.

"Now, it seems to be my prescribed rest time, right?" Seeing Zhu Zhuqing who was hard at work cultivating the Destroyer God Claw on the grass, Xiao Yan, who had finished his training, slowly walked to his side.

Stopping the movements of his hands, Zhu Zhuqing turned around and looked at Xiao Yan with his hands behind his back, as if he was a child who had done something wrong.

"I just want to develop a stronger usage of the Destructive Claw as soon as possible. Rongrong's sword move is really too powerful..."

Xiao Yan was also helpless about the disparity in martial arts power.

indeed.

It's not impossible to let Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran all practice the Misty Sword Art.

But this completely violates the purpose of his establishment of Soul Palace.

If you abandon the Martial Soul, to be serious, it is basically equivalent to denying everyone in Douluo Dalu.

The establishment of the Soul Palace requires one's own soul power as the core, combined with one's own martial arts to choose martial arts, and to exert a stronger strength than traditional soul masters.

And seeing Chen Xin, the Titled Douluo's soul skill with his own eyes, Xiao Yan clearly guided him, and the soul skill also possessed extremely powerful power.

It is very wrong to deny the strength of the entire soul master and the entire soul master cultivation system simply because the cultivation method of the soul master is backward.

Xiao Yan never thought so.

Although he has mastered fairly powerful strength since he was a child, he has always felt that after the soul saint, Contra or Title Douluo possesses more powerful power.

And the fact is almost the same as he thought, Titled Douluo is a very powerful soul master.

Even though he is not weaker than Title Douluo now, he still doesn't feel that he is invincible.

In the faint perception, in the long time, there must be absolutely talented soul masters who have broken through the ninetieth level and stepped into the hundredth level, both in terms of strength and lifespan. Great changes have taken place.

Holding Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist, Xiao Yan comforted him: "I have told you before that there are differences in the power of your martial arts. If you want to improve the power of martial arts, you can't just rely on hard work."

"Then what else to do?" Zhu Zhuqing raised his head and asked.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's haggard face, Xiao Yan raised his hand and pinched her small face: "I think you should sleep now, maybe you will know after you wake up."

"How can anyone understand martial arts so well!" Zhu Zhuqing pouted and said, this guy is about to play tricks again.

After getting along with Xiaoxue and the others during this period, she also understood many things.

Back then Xiao Yan was never bitten by a mosquito, he was obviously lying to himself to do such a shameful thing.

"I figured out martial arts many times." Tightening his arms around Zhu Zhuqing's waist, Xiao Yan leaned in front of Zhu Zhuqing, "I want to sleep too, so why don't you just accompany me?"

Unable to withstand Xiao Yan's pleading, Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly: "Let's go back to the room."

A rattan bed was condensed on the ground, and Xiao Yan rolled onto it with Zhu Zhuqing in his arms.

"What are you going back for? The sun is just right here, so it's the best place to take a nap here." Letting Zhu Zhuqing lie on his arms, Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes.

The sun is shining brightly and the breeze is blowing. It is really a weather that makes people not want to move too much.

Zhu Zhuqing whispered: "Then you are not allowed to mess around, you must get up before Rongrong and the others come."

At this time, Xiao Yan had already fallen asleep.

He felt that he was about to figure out a lot of things, but he needed an opportunity.

Wanting to obtain such an opportunity cannot be obtained through hard thinking and meditation.

(End of this chapter)