Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

In the underground palace.

Xiao Zian fell to the ground as if he was dying, with a large amount of blood on his chest and a dark 'hole'.

Next to him, the third elder carefully put a group of 'light balls' emitting green light into a special storage container with both hands. He turned to look at Xiao Ziyan: "Follow me to the side room. The spiritual root transplantation will be done ten days after the removal." Transplantation within two hours has the best effect and is less likely to cause rejection."

"Xiao Zian, I accept your spiritual roots." Xiao Ziyan lowered his head and glanced at Xiao Zian, who was still unconscious, and mocked: "Oh, you probably don't know that your junior sister is here to find you. What a pity... the person was outside and was stopped."

"A mere golden elixir dares to challenge the entire Xiao family. I'll ask the guardian elder to teach you a lesson. Isn't that too much?"

"Just a little bit, you might not have to lose your spiritual roots."

Xiao Zian's fingertips moved slightly, he tilted his head with difficulty, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "...don't dare to touch her."

It turns out that the junior sister is here...

Xiao Zian closed his eyes again. If it weren't for the weak rise and fall of his chest, it would be no different from a corpse.

At this time, another male voice sounded in the underground palace, his tone full of impatience: "Why are you telling him so much? Ziyan, go and fuse your spiritual roots as soon as possible."

When he heard this voice, Xiao Zian opened his eyes with a swish, and a trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.

Xiao Ziyan restrained his arrogance and bowed his hands to the visitor respectfully: "Yes, father."

After that, Xiao Ziyan left with the third elder.

Only Xiao Zian and the middle-aged man who had just appeared were left in the underground palace. Just looking at their facial features, Xiao Zian was somewhat similar to the latter.

"What I said..."

Xiao Zian smiled lowly, and when he looked up at the middle-aged man, his eyes were cold and indifferent: "Although the third elder has always disliked me, he thinks that I act boldly and radically, and I don't have the composure of a young master, but I won't be direct either. Kill me."

"The Eighth Elder is your confidant. Logically speaking, between me and Xiao Ziyan, even if we don't support my eldest son, who has an absolute advantage, we can still stand on the sidelines and remain invincible without helping each other."

"Except for the Ninth Elder, he is greedy for money and lustful. He is a complete loser. He can be bribed with a little profit."

"No matter how ambitious Xiao Ziyan is, with his own strength, he can at most buy a Ninth Elder who has little loyalty, let alone the Seventh, Sixth and Seventh Elders who can persuade him to be neutral, and set up a trap to get rid of them. I."

"It turns out that it's really you who is behind this, my good father Xiao Changyong..."

A trace of anger flashed across Xiao Changyong's face when he was named: "You wantonly! You evildoer! The head of this family is your father!"

Xiao Zian didn't care much about the attitude of the nominal father in front of him, and slowly sat up from the ground: "In order to support that bitch, you really took great pains, not only helped him forge his identity and bloodline, but you also didn't hesitate to put your own What little reputation I have left is in vain again!”

Stealing the blood of the eldest son and the wife of a foreign wife for so many years?

Fortunately, his stupid father could figure it out.

Xiao Changyong snorted coldly: "Huh! Have you thought about it clearly? If you think about it clearly, you can go down and complain to the King of Hell! The Xiao family will prosper under the leadership of Ziyan in the future."

"Hahahahahaha...naive! So naive!"

Xiao Zian laughed loudly, with deep mockery in his eyes: "Old dog Xiao, how come you are still so naive after living for so long? Do you really think Xiao Ziyan can replace me?"

"Asshole! What did you say?!" Xiao Changyong's face was livid, and he glared at Xiao Zian with hatred in his eyes, as if this was not his biological son, but more like the enemy who killed his father.

Everyone said: He, Xiao Changyong, had mediocre qualifications. He only became the head of the Xiao family because of the accidental death of his brother. However, he gave birth to a more talented eldest son, Xiao Zian, and firmly established his position as the head of the family, which was not yet so stable. Yes, you are really lucky.

But Xiao Changyong was resentful of Xiao Zian, a son who was not like a son!

Why was it that when he, Xiao Changyong, was the head of the family, he was suppressed by the ancestor of the Xiao family and could not even touch the inherited items of the Xiao family that were in charge of the family head, and at the same time, Xiao Zian, a rebellious son, kept an eye on his position as the head of the family every day, and could be replaced at any time? !

Xiao Zian is such an obstacle! There is no trace of being a son of man!

As for the second half of what Xiao Zian said, Xiao Changyong didn't take it to heart at all.

In the current situation, Xiao Zian doesn't even have his spiritual roots, so why should he fight with him!

"My stupid brother should have started to fuse with my spiritual roots, right?" Xiao Zian turned his head and glanced in the direction of the side room, with a faint smile of unknown meaning at the corner of his mouth.

Click~click~

Suddenly, all the chains that locked Xiao Zian fell off without any warning.

At Xiao Zian's heart, a warm white light was like a firefly at night. Although it was weak, it could not be ignored. The blood flowing out of Xiao Zian's body was quickly stopped. The part where the spiritual root was dug out should have been empty. , but there was a glimmer of green light.

"What did you do?!" Xiao Changyong stared at Xiao Zian in shock: "How could it be... why are your spiritual roots still there?!"

Xiao Changyong was a little confused.

Wasn't Xiao Zian's spiritual root just dug out by the third elder? Where did the trace of wood spirit root that appeared in his body come from?

"So it turns out that senior brother had expected it a long time ago..." Xiao Zian raised his hand and touched his heart.

Originally, there was a peace charm placed here.

The Talisman of Peace was the one that Leng Mingjing gave Xiao Zian to him when he left Mingzhan Mountain.

Senior brother is good at everything, but he always likes to be so mysterious. He leaves half of what he says and lets the other person understand and understand the rest on his own.

When Xiao Zian was attacked by a sneak attack, the Peace Talisman disappeared. In fact, it melted into his body and secretly protected his heart.

This formation has no offensive means, and it has just been used by Xiao Zian to break free from the chains.

Without the restraints of the chains, Xiao Zian was able to use his spiritual energy again. Under Xiao Changyong's shocked eyes, he 'pinched' a pill with his bare hands and threw it into his mouth.

"Making elixirs out of thin air...this is impossible!"

Xiao Changyong looked shocked: "This is the magical power of heaven and earth that can only be mastered by a ninth-grade alchemist. Haven't you been at the seventh-grade for a long time?"

In my mind, some kind of answer seemed to be ready to come out.

Use heaven and earth as the furnace.

Use the spiritual energy of all things as medicine.

Smelting with the fire of heart.

As -

A ninth-grade alchemist.

The effect of the elixir took effect immediately, and the wounds on Xiao Zian's body began to scab and heal.

Soon, except for the fact that his face was a little weak and pale, and the clothes on his body were stained with blood, it was impossible to tell that Xiao Zian was a useless person who had just had his spiritual roots taken away.

"You only know that my wood spirit root is the best heavenly spirit root that is unique in ten thousand, but you don't know that my wood spirit root is more special than ordinary heavenly spirit roots. It can live forever, even if the spiritual root is dug out. If it falls off, new spiritual roots will grow again, and they will be stronger than the original spiritual roots, while the spiritual roots that have been dug away are like rootless duckweeds and will soon lose their aura."

Xiao Zian was in a happy mood and blinked his peach blossom eyes with malice: "Also~ I added poison to the spiritual roots you dug up. If someone wants to forcibly fuse the spiritual roots, then their own spiritual roots will be destroyed. Will be infected by toxins, thus..."

"Oh haha~ destroy them all~"

Xiao Zian closed his hands together and then simulated exploding like fireworks, accompanied by a slightly exaggerated dubbing.

Xiao Changyong's expression finally showed a trace of panic, and he gritted his teeth: "What did you say?!"

At this moment, as if to confirm what Xiao Zian said, Xiao Ziyan's screams rang out from the side room next door: "...Third Elder! Father! My Dantian hurts so much! My spiritual roots...ahhhhhhhh ! The spiritual root is burning! It seems... it seems to be torn..."