Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1791 Prince of the White Horse Country
"I see."

After listening to Hongyue's statement about the final selection of candidate warriors, Ling Xiao nodded.

It seemed that during his absence, a lot of things happened in Tianhai City.

It is estimated that he has become one of the missing or dead people.

"Hongyue, what's the point of you telling him these things, it's impossible for him to attend the White Tiger Wind and Cloud Meeting."

Lan Xue said coldly.

"Oh, tell me what's wrong, big brother, let's go to dinner, after dinner, let's go play together, I guess after I leave, I won't have much time to play with you."

Hongyue took Ling Xiao's hand and walked to the dining room.

That night, the night was like water, and everything entered a state of silence.

Ling Xiao stayed in a simple thatched house, and a text was flying past in his mind.

This text is a memory deep in his mind.

This memory didn't belong to him, but he obtained it by accident.

Ling Xiao doesn't care much about other memories, what he cares most about now is how to restore his internal strength.

Obviously, his internal power didn't disappear, but was hidden in the depths of his cells.

This is probably because after the first day of the battle with the demon king Yuanshen, these internal forces automatically produced defensive measures to protect his body from being destroyed.

But these internal forces are now hidden deep in the cells and cannot be used, which is simply a waste.

In the memory of the other world, there is a special cultivation method that can extract the power of cells and then fight.

In Ling Xiao's view, since energy can be extracted from the cells, there shouldn't be any problem in recovering internal strength by himself.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and began to practice according to the cultivation method in memory.

Gradually, he entered a strange state.

He could feel that the power hidden in the cells was flying out one by one, and then re-entering his meridian, entering the place where it should have been.

At this moment, he was ecstatic.

These days, he has been trying the same cultivation method, but with little success. He did not expect that on the seventh day, he finally had a remarkable achievement.

This shows that my hard work these days has not been in vain.

He closed his eyes again and entered the cultivation state again.

Under the current circumstances, recovery is the most important thing.

Martial Artifact Realm!
Transcendent realm!
Heavenly realm!
Cave Heaven Realm!
Yin-Yang Realm Level [-]!
Yin-Yang Realm Double!
Yin-Yang Realm Triple Level!
In just one night, Ling Xiao finally restored his cultivation to the third level of the Yin-Yang realm, which was really fast.

"According to this speed, give me another two days, and I should be able to fully recover. By then, it will be just in time for the final selection of the White Tiger Storm Club."

Ling Xiao opened his eyes and looked at the sunlight shining in from the window, feeling very good.

A night of practice made him feel very tired mentally, and he had to rest.

His primordial spirit was also severely damaged in the battle with the demon king on the first day. It is estimated that he will not be able to use his soul power to fight for a period of time.

Only Tai Chi Eye should still work.

If he had been in his heyday, he wouldn't have been so tired overnight.

"A Ling, get up and go to work, don't think that you can be lazy because Miss Hongyue is protecting you."

A thick voice came from outside the door, it was the tiger-headed man who rescued Ling Xiao that day.

His name is "Qin Hu", and his cultivation has reached the twelfth level of the Yin-Yang Realm.

Of course, he was already in his 40s, so his cultivation was not high.

But compared to many warriors, that is really an absolute powerhouse.

Qin Hu is a good person, in order not to make Ling Xiao look down upon in this small family, he specially found him a job.

This small family has a restaurant in the small town, and the warriors and guests in the past like to come to have a rest and have something to eat.

Business is still pretty good.

Ling Xiao's job is to serve tea, water and food to people. To put it bluntly, he is just a little guy.

But Ling Xiao doesn't hate this kind of work.

Relying on your own efforts to make money and earn dignity is also a good choice. If others save you, you can't eat and drink for free.

I don't know if it's because the final selection of candidates for the White Tiger Wind and Cloud Association is about to start, and there are a lot of guests in the tavern today.

Ling Xiao was so busy that he couldn't wait to treat one person as ten.

In the process of busy work, he continued to hone his body and internal strength.

It's a real pleasure.

Until the afternoon, there were fewer talents.

At this moment, a person walked in from the door.

This person, just standing there, attracted almost everyone's attention.

He is obviously a man, but he has a face that makes women jealous.

Fluttering in white clothes, Yushu facing the wind.

Absolutely called the best son.

"Little Er, serve wine, serve good wine!"

The young man in white entered the tavern without even looking at other people. It is actually appropriate to say that his eyes are above the top, or that he has no one in his eyes.

Ling Xiao hurriedly took a jug of wine and put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, this is the best willow leaf wine in our store. Use it slowly, do you want anything else?"

"Fuck off!"

The young man in white waved his hand to let Ling Xiao leave, but what he said was very ugly.

Ling Xiao frowned, thinking that although this person's cultivation base is tyrannical and more terrifying than Qin Hu, his virtue is really unflattering.

"Who are you letting go?"

Although his cultivation had not fully recovered, Ling Xiao's temper made it impossible for him to swallow this bad breath: "Apologize immediately!"

The young man in white glanced at Ling Xiao, and couldn't help laughing: "Apologize to you trash? Listen, I am Prince Charming, from the Kingdom of White Horse, a subsidiary state of the Sky Sea Empire. I have been here in the early years and had a marriage contract with Miss Lan Xue." .

If you serve as a slave to their family, then I can be regarded as your half-master, what's wrong with telling you to get out?
That's for your face, let Lan Xue come over. "

"I don't care if you are Prince Charming or Prince Charming, if you say something wrong, you have to apologize."

Ling Xiao said coldly.

"You dog slave who can't understand human language, get out!"

Prince Charming suddenly slapped Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes, and suddenly shifted his body an inch or so, avoiding the slap.

Although his cultivation base has only recovered to the third level of Yin-Yang Realm, his Tai Chi Eye is still very powerful. He predicted the opponent's attack in advance, so he was able to avoid this slap.

Unfortunately, the slap escaped.

But he couldn't avoid the next kick of Prince Charming.

Seeing that the slap failed to slap Fei Lingxiao, Prince Charming was obviously a little furious. He felt that his face was dull and shameless, and this kick was very hard.

Changed to a martial artist with a third-level cultivation base of the general Yin-Yang realm, he was kicked to death on the spot.

But Ling Xiao just wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.

Although his cultivation base has not recovered, his body is extremely strong, plus there is still a lot of internal energy in the cells at this time, I am afraid that it is really not easy for the opponent to kill him.

(End of this chapter)