In the past, the wind god Nie Feng used the supreme wind god legs to shock the rivers and lakes and achieve a generation of myths.

Now that Ling Xiao has already penetrated the essence of the Wind God's legs, as long as he improves his Xuan power, he will reproduce the divine power of the Wind God in the past.

His feet were infused with the mystical power of his whole body, and he trampled the two guards who couldn't react head-on.

The two guards were not well defended, and their noses were broken on the spot, blood vomited, and they fell far away.

Ling Xiao landed in a chic manner, his face was slightly pale, he took a deep breath, and said to Ling Tao lightly, "Third Uncle let's go, these two dogs don't dare to bite people anymore."

Ling Tao looked at the guards who fell to the ground on both sides, took a look, glanced at Ling Xiao complicatedly, and then walked into the inner courtyard side by side with Ling Xiao.

As soon as he walked into it, Ling Xiao couldn't help but suddenly brighten up. This was the first time he had set foot in the inner courtyard of the Ling family.

A straight avenue leads straight to the front, the surrounding flowers are blooming, blooming with a refreshing fragrance, the rockery is strange, like a spirit animal galloping, the small bridge is flowing with water, sending out a trickling crisp sound, and then there are pavilions dotted among them, this collocation is like the inner courtyard of the palace, it seems extremely beautiful, quiet.

Walking through the end of the avenue, there is a large martial arts training ground with nearly 1,000 square meters, and there is a high platform in the middle of the martial arts training field, which is obviously the Ling family's martial arts ring, and it is also the place where the family tests every year.

And in front of the avenue is a majestic attic, this attic is as high as the seventh floor, made of thousand-year-old sequoia trees, the wooden wall is carved with spiritual patterns, it looks extremely mysterious, faintly exudes a faint light, and looks magnificent.

If there is a formation master here, you must be able to see that there are formations arranged around this attic.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart, "The Ling family is worthy of being the head of the three major families, and the inner courtyard is actually built so chic and majestic."

In the martial arts training field, there are many teenagers between the ages of 10 and 16 who are practicing martial arts under the guidance of the deacons.

There are many older teenagers who recognize Ling Xiao, because two years ago Ling Xiao was the idol they chased, but now the dream of idols is shattered, and some are just ridiculous wasted talents.

"Isn't that a shameful laugh for our family?".

"Yes, how can he enter the inner courtyard? This kind of waste talent is not qualified to set foot in the inner courtyard for half a step."

"Isn't it? This simply tarnishes our family's reputation, and our family doesn't need this kind of waste."

"Don't say that about Brother Ling Xiao, he is my idol, although he can't cultivate Xuan Li, but I believe he will stand up again."

"Joke, Elder Taishang has already concluded that he can no longer cultivate Xuan Li, and he is destined to be a waste talent for the rest of his life."

On the martial arts training platform, most of the teenagers pointed at Ling Xiao, and many of them even ridiculed each other, only a little girl in pink was supporting Ling Xiao.

This little girl is Ling Xiao's cousin Ling Ling, the youngest daughter of his eldest uncle, only eight years old, with a tender little face that is extremely cute.

The tall and sturdy young man next to Ling Ling was Ling Zhi, one of the grandsons of the second elder Ling Mo, who was already at the peak of a low-level Xuanzhi at the age of fifteen, and in another half a year, he could break through a small rank to become a middle-level Xuanzhi, this kind of talent was also considered a first-class talent in Meteorite City, much stronger than Ling Rui, who was already eighteen years old and still a low-level Xuan.

"I don't allow you to say Brother Ling Xiao, he is better than all of you," Ling Ling raised his small fist and shouted with a look of displeasure. She is now a third-level martial artist, and the small fist she clenches is also a bit powerful.

"Hmph, little girl, look at it, see how I teach your brother Ling Xiao" Ling Zhi glanced at Ling Ling with disdain on his bare shoulders, and then strode towards Ling Xiao.

Although he is Ling Mo's grandson, he is still young, and the affairs of the Ling family will not let him know everything, he only knows that Ling Xiao was seriously injured yesterday, and he doesn't know that Ling Xiao can already rebuild his Xuan power, and his strength has increased by one point compared to yesterday, if he knows this, I am afraid that he will not come out to find it.

"Hey, waste talent, you are not qualified to enter our family's inner courtyard, get out of the house quickly, otherwise the master will make you look good" Ling Zhi's personality was flying and domineering, and he didn't look at Ling Tao at all, and shouted directly at Ling Xiao.

Because there is an unwritten rule in the family, the same generation can know and learn from each other, as long as there is no killer, the previous generation is not allowed to interfere. Therefore, Ling Zhi dared to be disrespectful to Ling Xiao in front of Ling Tao, just like Ling Rui, and directly ignored Ling Tao.

Ling Tao had already seen Ling Xiao's strength, and he didn't say much about Ling Zhi's provocation, he just wanted to watch the play from the sidelines.

Ling Xiao looked at him playfully and said, "Are you talking about me?"

Ling Zhi put his hands on his waist and said, "Who else in our Ling family is a waste talent except for you, your father is a waste talent like you, it is really a shame for our Ling family, if you hit the wall and die."

Ling Zhi's words were harsh, Ling Tao frowned when he heard it, and the generation of teenagers from the family not far away gathered around to watch the play, as if they had seen Ling Xiao being taught a lesson by Ling Zhi.

Only Ling Ling clenched his little fists tightly and shouted, "Brother Ling Xiao is not a waste, Brother Ling Xiao, you beat Ling Zhi, he is so annoying."

Ling Xiao smiled at Ling Ling, "Xiao Ling'er, you're right, it's really annoying to see him look as stupid as a cow."

"Hehe, Ling Zhi is a cow" Ling Ling was innocent and cute, and immediately smiled at Ling Xiao's words.

"You dare to insult me, I will make you look good" Ling Zhi shouted, his body rushed towards Ling Xiao, his fists condensed with eight points of strength, and smashed towards Ling Xiao.

"Saying that you are a cow is a cow, I didn't specify my surname, and I actually sat down in the right seat, it's really stupid" Ling Xiao looked at Ling Zhi's two punches with disdain, with strength to strength Ling Xiao is definitely not comparable to a mystery, but his speed is incomparable to that of high-level mysteries, and only a mystic can threaten him.

Ling smiled and said, his footsteps were staggered, and only one ruin remained in place.

Ling Zhi slammed his fists in, instantly shattering the destruction, and he yelled "Not good!".

It's a pity that it's too late, and Ling Xiao is already clapping behind his back.

"Flowing Clouds"

"Smack"

Ling Xiao slapped Ling Zhi directly on the back of the head, slapping him a few meters away, and he was directly stunned.

Suddenly, all the teenagers in the martial arts training ground looked at Ling Xiao in disbelief, they didn't know what was going on, they saw that Ling Zhi was shot away, and Ling Zhi didn't seem to be able to get up again.

This, is this really a waste talent who can't be cultivated?

They all had doubts in their minds. The final answer is no, Ling Xiao is not only not a wasted talent, but also stronger than them, Ling Zhi of the low-level peak Xuanzhi was defeated with one palm, even if he is a beginner to the middle level, he may not be able to have this strength!

Only the deacon and Ling Tao who taught the children to practice martial arts were present and saw some suspicions, and both of them were puzzled, "This son's footwork is very weird!"

"Wow, Brother Ling Xiao, you're so good!" Ling Ling jumped up happily on the spot and shouted.

Ling Xiao stepped forward in two steps, hugged this cute little girl in his arms, kissed Ling Ling's forehead and said, "Without my little Ling'er, he is already a third-level martial artist at a young age, and if he works hard, he will soon become a mystery."

Ling Ling's little face blushed and said, "Brother Ling Xiao, you are so bad! You actually took someone's first kiss, what if I can't marry in the future?"

Xiao Ling Ling's words immediately made Ling Xiao and Ling Tao laugh, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that this little girl was really precocious.

"Okay, let's go, don't let the clan wait for a long time" Ling Tao touched the head of the little Ling Ling and smiled at Ling.

Putting down Xiao Ling Ling, Ling Xiao and Ling Tao finally stepped into the attic of the inner courtyard.

In the attic, nine old men seemed to be waiting for a long time.

Sitting at the top was Ling Xiao's grandfather, who was also the patriarch of the Ling family, Ling Cang, who was wearing a set of dark golden robes and long hair, which was mixed with wisps of white, and the shallow wrinkles on his thin old face looked very kind, but there was an inexplicable prestige between those old eyes, which made people dare not look directly.

At the bottom of his right was the second elder Ling Mo, whose expression was very rigid, with one hand on the armrest, and his fingers kept tapping on the wooden chair, making a "da...... ...... click".

At the bottom left is the third elder Ling Yuan, who is as fat as a ball, his whole face is squeezed so that it is difficult to see his facial features, only the two sharp eyes are looking at Ling Xiao.

Under Ling Mo and Ling Yuan, there were four elders and five elders respectively......

Ling Tao saluted to Ling Cang, who was sitting on a high seat, and said, "Patriarch, Ling Xiao has been brought." With that, he retreated to the bottom corner and stood expressionless.

Although Ling Tao was the son of Ling Cang, the Ling family had a deep and strict rank, and before he became an elder, there would never be a place for him to sit in the attic of this inner courtyard.

Ling Xiao also saluted like Ling Tao and said, "I've seen the patriarch and the elders."

"Hmph" At this time, Fifth Elder Ling Yan snorted coldly unrealistically, and a great coercion pressed towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Cang, who was sitting up, frowned, and then stretched out again, not stopping Ling Yan's actions.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao only felt an inexplicable force pressing from all directions, making his breathing become rapid and difficult, his body seemed to be pressed by a boulder, as long as he loosened it slightly, he was about to kneel on the ground.

A wave of anger rose in Ling Xiao's heart, damn, from the outside all the way to the present, he has been repeatedly rejected and provoked inexplicably, which is really unbearable.

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth, his eyes were red with anger, his mouth had been bitten through, a trace of blood flowed out, and his body was bent up, but he still insisted, and his hand was already on the dragon sword behind him, as if he was ready to pull the sword and fight to the death.

"Enough" Second Elder Ling Mo, who was above the Five Elders, shook the coercion of the Fifth Elder Ling Yan with a wave of one hand.

When the coercion was exhausted, Ling Xiao only felt that his body and mind were relieved, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his abdomen, but he was directly suppressed by his stubborn heart.

Ling Xiao sneered at the five elders and said, "Hit the small one, come the old one, the fifth elder, do you want to bully the small one?"

Ling Yan didn't know that Ling Rui was humiliated by Ling Xiao's cultivation, and immediately said unhappily, "What do you mean by this, I'm just following the wishes of the major elders and trying to see if you can really cultivate Xuan Li."

"Oh, I see, I'm wrong to blame the Fifth Elder," Ling Xiao bowed slightly, and then he said, "I thought it was the Fifth Elder who came out for your grandson, but I think the Fifth Elder's husband is very private, and I believe that he will not calmly shield anyone who is disrespectful to the patriarch, right?"

Ling Yan didn't listen carefully, and immediately nodded and said, "That's nature."

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "That's good", then he raised his head and said aloud to the elders who were seated, "Someone insulted me in public at the door just now, it was not a big deal, in the past two years, I, Ling Xiao, have become numb, and I won't care about anything with others, but I have the courage to ask the elders, if the children of the Ling family are disrespectful to the patriarch, what should they be guilty of?"

Ling Xiao said solemnly, causing all the elders present to cast inexplicable glances.

Finally, Ling Wei, the fourth elder in charge of punishment, said, "If the children of the Ling family are disrespectful to the patriarch, they should abolish Xuanli and expel them from the Ling family."