I have a hundred clones.

Chapter 365 The Resuscitated Drug Dust

"As a time traveler, your grandfather hasn't appeared yet," Cao Ya said.

"Do you know what the time traveler means?" Xiao Yan rolled his eyes.

"Otherwise?" Cao Ya raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile, "This world is much bigger than what you know."

Xiao Yan nodded again and again. He thought that what Cao Ya was talking about was the Dou Qi Continent, maybe something like a different world.

In fact, what Cao Ya was referring to was this infinite plane, including the Great Thousand World at the center of many planes. All the Dou Emperors of all dynasties had ascended to the Great Thousand World.

As for the earth before Xiao Yan traveled, Cao Ya didn't know which earth it was.

After all, there are too many heavens and worlds, and there are too many earths.

"Dare to ask senior's name?" Xiao Yan bowed.

"Cao Ya." Cao Ya pointed a finger, and the simple black ring on Xiao Yan's hand immediately rolled down from Xiao Yan's hand and floated in the air.

"What are you doing? Give it back to me?" Xiao Yan's eyes turned red all of a sudden. It was a relic left by his mother and was always regarded as a treasure.

After all, Xiao Yan said he was a time traveler, but in fact it was more like a reincarnation. He was brought up by his parents with feces and piss from a baby, but his mother died young, which made Xiao Yan very sad, and wanted to raise his son And I don't wait for you.

When Cao Ya thought about it, Dou Qi rolled in, drowning the ring, and Xiao Yan's three-stage fighting power cultivation base was simply inaccessible.

"Don't worry, I don't want your stuff, just let the people inside come out." Cao Ya said.

Looking at Xiao Yan, he smiled and said:

"I think, and you don't want to. I've always been a good-for-nothing, right? Especially when I was a genius who cultivated fighting qi."

Xiao Yan was startled.

"Senior, what do you mean, the regression of my cultivation has something to do with this ring?" Xiao Yan said in shock, then shook his head again and again, with a look of disbelief, and said, "Impossible! This is something my mother left me. It will kill me!"

In Xiao Yan's eyes, no matter what the culprit that caused him to regress in cultivation and suffered so much ridicule and staring at him in the past three years, it is absolutely impossible to have anything to do with his dead mother.

"Who told you that this is something that hurt you?" Cao Ya asked back.

"Let me go backwards in cultivation and suffer all kinds of stares. Isn't that harming me? Could it be that you can't help me?" Xiao Yan's face was full of disbelief.

"Little baby, I am also helpless, but your endurance and mentality have greatly improved compared to three years ago, right?"

Suddenly, an old voice came out from the ring, and then the energy between heaven and earth dissipated, and in Xiao Yan's shocking eyes, a transparent old man's figure floated out from the ring.

"This..." Xiao Yan was shocked for a moment, and then suddenly became furious, "Crap! The mockery that labor and management have been subjected to for three years is all caused by you, an old man?! Damn!"

Xiao Yan almost jumped and was about to punch him, but seeing that it was an old man, he finally stopped his hand, but the anger in his eyes seemed to burn this man to ashes.

"I've been forced to do nothing, little baby, but I've absorbed your Dou Qi for three years, and I'll make it up to you." The old man sighed.

Then he looked at Cao Ya beside him, with a solemn face, cupped his hands and said:
"Yaochen has met senior, thank you Senior Cao for saving me."

Although Yao Chen only had a wisp of remnant soul left, as a pharmacist, his soul power was very powerful, even if [-]% of it was lost, the remaining trace was enough for him to sense the strength of others.

But in Cao Ya's body, he was like Xiao Yan with a third-level fighting strength, he didn't feel anything, it was nothingness, if he didn't see it with his eyes, he would think that there was nothing in that place.

In fact, Cao Yaan stood steadily.

This point is enough to prove that Cao Ya is terrible. In Yaochen's mind, this senior in green shirt who calls himself Cao Ya is probably not a strong man of the fighting saint level?
You know, during Yaochen's peak period, Dou Zun was at his peak, and he was almost on the verge of becoming a semi-holy existence.

Even though the tiger has fallen to Pingyang now, there is only a remnant soul, but its vision and perception have not changed.

What's more, he was able to come out of the ring a period of time earlier because this senior condensed the energy of heaven and earth to help him stabilize his soul. Otherwise, he would have to stay in the ring and absorb Xiao Yan, a little guy who was lucky enough to practice so hard. grudge.

That's why Yao Chen said he was helpless, there was indeed no other way, otherwise, he would have to stay in the ring until he died.

"You're welcome, I'll help you, and I have a request." Cao Ya waved his hand.

"Make up for the hammer..." Xiao Yan said angrily beside him.

"Little guy, don't worry, I have absorbed your fighting spirit for three years, and you have suffered enough and been ridiculed. Hehe, the old man will definitely give you an unexpected return!" Yaochen smiled vaguely.

But when he looked at Cao Ya, he didn't dare to have any ambiguity, and said seriously:

"Senior, please tell me, as long as Yaochen can do it, I will definitely not refuse. Back then, old man..."

He got stuck while talking, and he smiled wryly, with a rather sour expression on his face. What else is there to brag about when he has fallen to where he is today?

"I want that exercise, and there is still a trace of cold fire." Cao Ya said concisely, this is his goal.

Xiao Yan listened, blinked, and felt a sudden movement in his heart.

What is the level of kung fu that senior Cao Ya longs for?Anyway, it definitely can't be Huang Jie... Xuan Jie?Or ground level...

The highest Xiao Yan only dared to think about the ground level, and he dared not think about the sky level. For the current Xiao Yan, it was beyond the limit of his imagination.

The grades of Dou Qi Continental Kung Fu are Tiandi Xuanhuang, the lowest Huang rank, and the highest Tian rank.

In a small place like Wutan City, there are basically fighting skills of the yellow rank, and there are some fighting skills of the mysterious rank, which are all treasures of one side's power.

No matter if it is a mysterious rank or an earth rank...if I can get it...

Xiao Yan licked his lips, with a burning look in his eyes.

He was originally a genius in fighting qi cultivation, but his cultivation has regressed in the past three years without any reason. Now he understands that it was this old man named Yaochen who caused trouble. Stronger before!

And if you can get that at least mysterious level or above kung fu...

Xiao Yan felt that he dared to hope for the King of Fighting.

Da Dou Shi and Dou Ling are definitely not my limit!

Xiao Yan was still quite conservative, he didn't even think about it until he reached the level of Dou Wang.

"Are you talking about "Fen Jue"?" Yao Chen hesitated for a while, and finally determined what the exercise Cao Ya was referring to.

Fighting saint level powerhouses probably don't look down on mediocre martial arts and fighting skills.

And among all the martial arts and fighting skills possessed by Yao Chen, the most special one is without a doubt the "Fen Jue".

"En." Cao Ya nodded, "Fenjue" was his biggest goal, followed by Bone Spirit.

"Senior's great kindness, Yao Chen should have reciprocated, "Fenjue" should be offered with both hands, for senior to take a look at, it's just that bone spirit is cold..." Yao Chen gritted his teeth, "Since senior needs it, I have nothing to say , will definitely offer it!"

Xiao Yan was a little dazed. From the looks of it, what kind of cold fire is more precious than the exercise called "Fen Jue"?

However, Xiao Yan also knows that it is very possible to obtain the "Fenjue" even if it is unconsciously based on three years of hard work. After all, martial arts and fighting skills are different from others. Practicing.

And that bone spirit Leng Huo, since he was valued by this senior Cao Ya, probably no matter what Yao Chen thought, he had to hand it over.

Xiao Yan could tell that this senior Cao Ya was an extremely terrifying person, which made the old man Yaochen in the ring stand in awe.

"I said, as long as there is a trace of coldness." Cao Ya said flatly, correcting the mistakes in Yao Chen's words.

(End of this chapter)