Although this thousand-pound cauldron is only the size of a palm, its weight is more than ten thousand pounds.

Among the disciples of the Sect of Rebirth, only Yu Haoyuan can easily pick up the Thousand-Kiln Cauldron.

Yu Haoyuan threw the thousand-pound cauldron in his hand into the air.

A thousand pounds of tripod flew in the void.

"Xiao Yang, if you have the ability to keep this thousand-pound cauldron in your hand for one minute, I can let you go up the mountain!"

A sly smile appeared on Yu Haoyuan's face.

The strength of many disciples in the rebirth sect is far above Xiao Yang, and they cannot pick up this thousand-pound cauldron, let alone Xiao Yang? Moreover, the amount of time it takes to be in the palm of the palm is already Yu Haoyuan's limit, and he believes that Xiao Yang will never be able to do it.

Xiao Yang knew that there was a fraud in this, so Yu Haoyuan had been waiting here early in the morning and must have been prepared early in the morning and would never have had such a low-level test.

He looked at the thousand-pound cauldron that was flying in front of him. After hesitating for a moment, he jumped up. Only when his hand picked up the thousand-pound cauldron, his body was pressed down by a force of gravity and fell down sharply.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he hurriedly pulled out his hand.

Bang--

The thousand-jin tripod fell on the stone steps, and with a loud bang, smashing the stone slabs on the stone steps into powder.

"Haha, I can't even take this thousand-pound cauldron. I think you'd better leave as soon as possible!"

Yu Haoyuan laughed loudly, his laughter was joking and ferocious, without any concealment and sarcasm.

How could Xiao Yang have thought that such a small-looking bronze tripod would have such a weight?

He walked forward and tried to pick up the Thousand-Kiln Cauldron again, but he tried his best. The Thousand-Kiln Cauldron did not move at all on the stone steps, as if it had grown a root.

"You'd better not waste your energy! Not everyone can pick up this thousand-pound cauldron!"

Yu Haoyuan said proudly.

Xiao Yang clenched his fists slightly, but he didn't expect that he would be stumped by such a small bronze cauldron!

At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded in Xiao Yang's ears, and as the sound sounded, Xiao Yang's heart couldn't help but tremble.

This sound was so familiar to him, but it was the consciousness that he was most worried about before that the source of spiritual power had poured out after it entered his body.

"Let me try it!"

As soon as this voice came out, Yu Haoyuan and Luoshan were also full of doubts.

I saw a sudden light from Xiao Yang's body, and in a flash, a figure appeared.

And this person looks exactly the same as Xiao Yang, and is not bad at all.

"This...how is this possible?"

Yu Haoyuan's eyes were wide like copper bells, and his pupils were filled with shock.

Xiao Yang's cultivation level is not even at the edge of the way of cultivating the gods, so how could he use the soul to leave his body? Moreover, there is still one soul and two souls remaining in Xiao Yang's body... I'm afraid it is difficult to achieve even the realm of a saint.

"I don't need your help!"

Xiao Yang looked at the infused consciousness with hostility.

He didn't expect that the consciousness had never appeared in his body for this period of time. He thought it was hiding, but he didn't expect that it would become stronger and stronger. Now he could transform into a complete true body.

"Haha, don't be so heartless! I have saved your life at least. Not only do you not thank me, but you also treat me with this attitude, which is really disappointing!"

The consciousness wrapped his arms around his chest and said quietly.
Chapter completed!