Douluo's rebirth An Lan

"Well, the Holy Son has recognized his family. This is also a good thing and a great joy. Today we in Barak City are blessed with double happiness!"

Sadine Fen laughed, showing no hint of fear in his heart.

"Come on, have a drink!"

Sadinfen personally raised the wine bottle and filled both An Lan and Anthony's glasses with wine.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the wine!"

Anthony bowed slightly and drank the full glass of wine in one gulp.

An Lan just raised his glass in greeting and drank a glass of wine.

"Your Highness, this is not etiquette!"

Earl Kland finally couldn't bear it anymore and reprimanded.

Sa Dinfen smiled, shook his hand, and said: "King Gu has promised Anlan the position of protector, and his status is higher than that of the kingdom. Even if you meet Gu, there is no need to be polite."

Kelland's face became even more ugly, but An Lan's eyes were calm and he accepted it calmly.The people worshiped by the Kingdom of Balak only have the strength of six or seven rings at most, and may not even have a Contra.With An Lan's current strength being enough to rival a Titled Douluo, regardless of his prospects, he deserves to be the Protector of the Law.

"Father, is he the elder brother of the Holy Son?"

At this time, a pretty girl wearing a black and white dancer's skirt ran over, looked at An Lan, and asked curiously.

"Haha, this is my little girl Elsa. She is about the same age as you. It will be much more interesting for you to communicate well than to talk to an old man like He Gu."

Sadine Finn laughed and introduced enthusiastically.

"Oh, dear Miss Elsa, you are getting more and more beautiful day by day. You look like an angel. Are you going to dance a peacock dance?"

At this moment, the orange-haired young man Kland came up to him with an exaggerated expression.

"Oh, come on, I didn't jump to show you."

Elsa turned her face away with a look of disgust.

"Oh, I'm so sad when you say that. A young and handsome man like me is not worthy of your graceful dancing."

Klande said dejectedly.

Elsa glanced sideways at Klande and sneered: "Haven't you heard of 'A good dance gives a hero'? A wretched person like you who ran back in despair can only be worthy of a 'little dance'!" "

"Elsa! Why are you talking to Brother Klande?"

Sardine Fen glared at her daughter and scolded her slightly harshly.

"Humph!"

Elsa glared at Klande, turned her head to the side as if she was angry, and ignored this guy.

"Okay, the dance is about to begin, and uncle is looking forward to it."

Old Count Clande said with a kind face.

Elsa curtsied to Old Klande, then turned and left, seemingly to prepare.

"My daughter, I heard that you defeated the entire Young Soul Master Competition by yourself, but I admire you so much! If you don't dislike it, you can also teach my incompetent daughter some tricks, so as not to embarrass us in the next competition!"

Sardine Fen said with a smile.

An Lan was noncommittal.Asking him to give guidance depends on the person. Most people are not qualified to do so.

The melodious palace dance music sounded, and the finely dressed dancers walked to the banquet one after another, dancing gracefully, kicking off the banquet.

Platefuls of dishes were served by maids in elegant veils. The dishes were extremely luxurious, either rare mountain delicacies or various soul beast meats, such as steamed dragon claws, tiger tendon soup, dragon fish dumplings, and fried pork belly. Bones, Wang Zhiqiu, who followed An Lan and sneaked in, scolded these humans for poisoning the soul beasts in his heart, and drooled at the same time.

"Xiaolan, how is your life in the Star Luo Empire? Are they treating you badly?"

Anthony asked with concern on his face.

"Fortunately, Mr. Earl Buer is worried."

An Lan twirled the wine glass and said it was neither salty nor bland.

Anthony's face stiffened, a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and he forced a smile and said: "No matter what, it's okay, the family will be reunited after all. My uncle is also very happy that you have the ability you have now."

Seeing that An Lan was silent, Anthony said in a persuasive way: "Xiao Lan, you said you... well, how could you become a saint when you were accompanied by Prince Xing Luo? Have you ever entered any historic sites alone? Secret realm? My uncle told you that those mysterious waters are very deep, I’m afraid you’re too young to be able to grasp them!”

At this time, Sardinfen also stopped chewing the fried bones, raised his ears and waited.

An Lan put down the wine glass, looked at Anthony, and said with a half-smile: "Mr. Earl, do you want to say that I can't control it, and you have to let Anjia control it?"

"Well, you can't say that..."

Anthony sneered.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, let's watch our little princess dance!"

Seeing that the situation was a bit tense, Sadine Fen quickly jumped out to smooth things over, and everyone looked away.

The little princess Elsa stepped into the dance floor. Her dance steps were slow and dignified. Together with the majestic music, the entire banquet was filled with a sublime atmosphere, as if the sun was falling from a high dome.

In the following time, Sardin Fen and several earls tacitly agreed not to talk about where An Lan got his abilities. They either talked about the customs of the Balak Kingdom, or talked about interesting things in the palace, and the guests and hosts chatted. Very happy.

It was well into the early hours of the morning before the banquet came to an end. The drunken king and his ministers all left with the support of their maids.

"Your Highness the Protector, please follow me."

A dignified maid came forward, bowed, and then led An Lan out of the palace to a nearby manor.

According to the introduction of the maid, this manor is called "Puyue Garden". It was built 600 years ago during the era of King Henry. It has always been used to entertain distinguished guests from the kingdom. Envoys from the two empires and the Wuhun Palace have all been here. The residence was now given to An Lan by His Majesty Sardinfen.

After sending the maid away, An Lan walked into a quiet room and sat down cross-legged, feeling quite satisfied.This manor is very vast, covering an area of ​​dozens of acres. With such a spacious private space, it is much easier for An Lan to do many things.

As for Anjia, he still had to go there.It's not that he has any feelings for this family, but that the original owner of this body has always hidden his biggest wish, which is to meet his biological parents. An Lan wants to help him complete this relationship.

"You gave me a body, and I will fulfill your wish."

An Lan's eyes were dull and his heart was clear and empty.If the An family wants to rely on this blood connection to make any plans of their own, it would be a big mistake...

"Participating in the Soul Master Competition this time, although it was boring, the harvest was quite good."

An Lan flicked his fingers, and three treasures appeared in front of him. They were a soul bone, half a root, and an iron sword, trophies obtained from the Spirit Hall.

An Lan grabbed the soul bone and began to close his eyes, silently absorbing it.The age of this soul bone is actually not too high. The top geniuses in the world may not look down on it. After all, the position of the soul bone is limited. In addition to the external soul bone, a person can only equip six pieces in total. , and almost irreplaceable.

But An Lan didn't care about this. For him, this soul bone only served to temporarily increase his combat power and deepen his understanding of the world, and would not be needed in the future.Whether it is a soul ring or a soul bone, they are just temporary props for him. Only the "Colorless Sutra" and various ancestral magical powers are his supreme foundation.

After fusing the soul bones, An Lan felt that his body was filled with a sense of fire. He held his left hand and a tail of fire swept across, leaving a black mark on the granite floor.

An Lan grabbed the iron sword, fiddled with it a few times, and then stabbed it on the wall until it reached the hilt.

"Good material!"

An Lan admired silently.The technology of soul guide has long been lost on the mainland. This dagger has no sacrifice or inscription. It is just a common weapon, which is perfect for An Lan to use.

An Lan's fingertips ignited a simulated purple fire from the heavens, and began to refine the dagger, and from time to time he would drop blood on it to carve runes.

Three days later, the black dagger had turned into dark gold, with a hint of blood in the heart of the sword. The dagger became a bit narrower, looked sharper and more dangerous, and there were faint lines on the surface. The strange lines have truly turned into a magic weapon.

In the terminology of this world, this should be called a "soul guide". Of course, An Lan's inscription technology and the soul guides of this world are two completely different systems, and they are hundreds of times more advanced and capable of being built. A mythical technology that creates a magic ship that spans the universe and a city that connects two worlds.

"Finally, this is the root..."

An Lan waved his hand and released the Silver Soul Fruit that he had previously bought at the auction, as well as several old medicines that he had picked up at the Ziyue Merchant Guild.

"There's still something missing."

An Lan shook his head, called the servant in charge of the manor, and asked him to borrow some old medicine from the palace.

"If there is nothing in the palace, help me pick it up at the medicine store outside and try to get it together for me."

An Lan handed over a gold card from the Ziyue Chamber of Commerce and said calmly.

"Old slave understands."

The servant nodded respectfully, turned and left.

More than an hour later, the old servant rushed back and handed over all the medicinal materials An Lan asked for.

"Everything the young master wants is available in the palace. Your Majesty said you can take it. The practice of the Dharma Protector is the top priority of our kingdom."

The old servant lowered his head and said.

"Well, thank you, Your Majesty."

An Lan nodded, asked the old servant to step back, and returned to the quiet room.

"It's a pity that we can't even find a medicine refining furnace in this world, so we can only use this instead..."

An Lan looked at the cauldron in front of him and said helplessly.This big pot was something he just found from the kitchen...

In this way, relying on this unreliable iron pot, An Lan began to refine medicine for the first time after coming to this world.

The elixir An Lan wants to make is called "Shen Yang Dan", which is one of the most basic elixirs for low-level monks in the world of cultivation.The main ingredient of this potion of elixir is naturally the Silver Soul Fruit that he bought at the auction for several thousand gold soul coins.

With this furnace of elixir, An Lan can raise his consciousness to a higher level. More importantly, he plans to use the power of the elixir to practice an ancestral technique.

In the world of An Lan's previous life, each race had one or more "ancestral arts" that were passed down from generation to generation. They were self-taught without a teacher. They were engraved deep in their blood and could be activated by thinking.

However, through some heretical methods and with the cooperation of specific materials, the ancestral skills can also be truly refined. They can be cast as quickly as soul skills, and are far more powerful than ordinary magic skills.

In comparison, An Lan's previous use of the "Puyou Sword" relied solely on his own understanding to activate it, and its power was inferior to the ancestral skills innately engraved in his blood.

"Whoosh..."

Gloomy flames ignited under the pot, and the Silver Soul Fruit began to melt and turned into silver pulp.

An Lan had an expressionless face, changing his technique from time to time, or tilting the angle of the iron pot.Using such an ordinary iron pot to make medicine is undoubtedly a nightmare level of difficulty. If the heat is not controlled even slightly, the iron pot will deform and melt in an instant; but An Lan's alchemy technique is so powerful. If it were not for his current lack of cultivation, Void Refining alchemy is just a matter of leisure, so how can you be stumped by such a predicament?

Gradually, a quiet fragrance began to fill the quiet room.

"It's done!"

An Lan opened the lid of the pot, and there were three pills like pearls lying inside. They were round and shiny, with a somewhat complete and comfortable aura.

"Not bad, I actually made three of them."

An Lan twisted a pill and said to himself.

Although more than half of the current family wealth has been consumed at once, being able to refine these three pills is definitely worth it.Although the Nourishing Pill is one of the most basic pills in the world of cultivation, it is also divided into grades.Generally, the nourishing pill is light yellow, the middle grade is blue, and the top grade is purple; while the flawless and unstained crystal white color is the super grade, the best grade, which can be auctioned for sky-high prices in the world of cultivation, and is the supreme quality for building the foundation of the soul!

Without hesitation, An Lan swallowed the elixir in his hand and began to refine it while sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

"Boom, boom..."

An Lan's sea of ​​consciousness began to roll violently, expanding every moment.The first three realms of cultivation are Ningzhen, Zangxu, and Zifu. Although the master of the Ningzhen stage is condensing the true essence and building a foundation, if he wants to hide the void or even open a Zifu in the sea of ​​consciousness, all of this will It involves the journey of refining the gods.The stronger the spiritual consciousness is cultivated, the more stable the void of the divine sea will be, and the more grand the purple mansion that can be opened.

Two or three hours later, An Lan opened his eyes again, with a faint golden light flashing under his eyes.

Silently, two sword-like golden lights shot out of his eyes, and then retracted instantly.

An Lan knew that at this moment, his spiritual consciousness had truly begun.If he faced an ant like Viscount Xueluo again, he wouldn't even have to use his hands to crush him directly with his spiritual consciousness.Not even the titled Douluo in this world has such ability!