On a certain section of the road, a black extended version of the luxury car was in.

Mu Qingshan's left hand slowly spread out, and he frowned at the broken sunstone in his left hand, which had broken into powder.

He took out a tissue and put the powder of the sunstone inside and picked it up. The palm of his left hand began to appear. At this time, his palm had become burnt, and a piercing pain came from his palm.

"This kid's true energy is so lethal. As expected, the guys with spiritual appearance are all monsters." Mu Qingshan's old eyes did not tremble.

Mu Qingshan is a master in the middle stage of Yingyue Realm, while Fang Renran is just a young cultivator who has just possessed spiritual roots. He has not even made breakthroughs in the early stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, but he can cause damage to him. This is incredible.

Even though he did not use true qi to protect his body at that time, his strength as a master in Yingyue Realm was real. Even the monks in Ruoshui Realm could not scratch him when he was not circulating his true qi. This side of the qi was still...

You should know that the gap between the Qi Gathering Realm and the Moon Realm is seven major realms! What kind of true qi can go against the sky?

In fact, when Fang Renran broke the sunstone in his hand at that time, he had already made the plan to give him two more years, but he held back.

Young people, how can you do not give some pressure? Moreover, Fang Renran is already twenty-two years old. If he doesn't work hard, how can he catch up with geniuses like Song Mobei? If he had exposed his palm at that time, he probably would have been so excited that Fang Renran might have been overwhelmed by his excitement and forget about his own pressure.

Doesn’t Mu Qingshan love his granddaughter? Surely not. Could he bear to see his granddaughter crying sadly because of marriage? Surely not.

On the contrary, he really wanted to see his granddaughter live happily with the man he liked.

But the current situation is not optimistic. The void hole is gradually expanding, and the void monsters inside are becoming stronger and stronger. Humans really need stronger monks.

"Will the pressure on this kid be crushed? What if I get discouraged?"

Mu Qingshan suddenly felt a little regretful again, feeling that he should have extended the two-year deadline to four years at that time.

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Fang Renran stood in front of the windowsill, the tears falling on his face and the flowing light in the distant sky were the farewell she left to him today.

A very lonely feeling suddenly rose in his heart, but within a few minutes, he turned this lonely feeling into motivation.

She will definitely work hard to achieve what Mu Yaqing said, and she must work hard to approach him.

Be strong, so strong that everyone's opinions on Mu Yaqing will be crushed.

Although Mu Huaqing never thought about how strong he would become, and she even wanted to take everything alone, he was a man no matter how he said that, and he must not let such a woman who is deepest to bear the responsibilities that belong to two people alone.

Just thinking about this, he immediately sat beside him and started practicing. The true energy in his body began to flow rapidly through the meridians, and his whole spirit also entered into meditation.

After a while, Lin Bozhong took Xiao Qianye back to the second floor of the villa. Looking at Fang Renran, who was already in the state of cultivation, Lin Bozhong shook his head with helpless expression on his face.

It is not easy to reach Chongshan Realm within two years. Even if the Nine Heavens Xuannv's cultivation talent tripled, it would be impossible, let alone the eldest young master, a young monk who started very late.

"Hey ha!"

Suddenly, the little Qianye in Lin Bozhong's hand jumped down from his hand, ran to Fang Renran's side, and then climbed directly to Fang Renran's head.

Bar-

Xiao Qianye sat on Fang Renran's head, his two ball arms touched each other, and when his eyes closed, the gray halo on his head began to rotate.

Lin Bozhong originally wanted to pull this little guy off Fang Renran's head, but suddenly he thought that this little guy was a spiritual figure no matter how he said it was. Everything it did must be helpful to its owner. He decided not to disturb him.

Lin Bozhong gently walked to the chair beside him, released the true energy on it, wrapped Fang Renran up, protecting Fang Renran from being disturbed by the outside world.

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During the process of cultivation, Fang Renran still mobilizes and activates the true energy according to the most common method, and finally breathes in the true energy that exists in the world.

His spiritual form did not give him special skills, so the way he could practice was naturally only from ordinary monks. This method must be much slower than those geniuses, but he only knows this method at present and can only keep fighting to the death.

Although he has a very outstanding talent for elixirs and refining weapons, since he has had spiritual roots, he feels that he is really a bit like everyone else and has no talent for cultivation.

A few hours passed quickly. It was already evening. Fang Renran, who was sitting on it, opened his eyes with a tired face. His eyes were covered with blood, and his meridians were full of numbness. This was obviously a manifestation of the forced excessive practice of the primary monk.

Xiao Qianye, who was sitting above his head, also learned from his movements to open his eyes and put down his two round arms that touched each other. However, unlike Fang Renran, the face was very happy.

Wow—

Lin Bozhong withdrew his breath from his side, looked at his over-cultivation look, walked forward, frowned and said, "Young Master, cultivation is not a single skill, and you have just had the ability to cultivate. It is normal that there is no progress in this regard. Do not practice too much like this, and there will be problems with your meridians."

Fang Renran shook his head exhausted as Lin Bozhong said. It was true that Lin Bozhong cared about him, but it was normal for him to say that his cultivation had not progressed. This was obviously a comforting thing.

This early stage of Qi Gathering Realm is the beginning of the cultivator. Some geniuses can break through the second and third level of small realms in just a few seconds and reach the early stage of the concentration realm.

He has been in contact for six or seven days, but he has not even made any breakthroughs or even a small realm. Is it really that big difference between him and those geniuses of cultivation?

"Young Master, don't be impatient for this matter. The more anxious you are, the easier it is to mess up your foundation. In the end, you have to do it again." Lin Bozhong said.

"I see."

Fang Renran said as he walked straight downstairs. The roof of the second floor had been blown away and could not be occupied at all.

He had no intention of having dinner tonight. After saying a few more words to Lin Bozhong, he turned to the room where Shang Han had slept before, and lay tiredly on him with unwilling expression on his face.

He had the determination to suffer no matter how much hardship he suffered with Mu Yaqing, but the problem now is that he was powerless. He wished that all his talents in alchemy and weapon refining could be born in cultivation.

Seeing that he was like this, Lin Bo left the villa directly and began to patrol around the community.

A group of reporters who fainted outside the villa during the day had been thrown away by him. Now they should have gone home. After all, the news of Jiutian Xuannv returning to the battlefield has been released, and these reporters did not dare to follow the other party any more. After all, the rumored boyfriend of Jiutian Xuannv was suppressed by the Mu family.

Reporting randomly at such times is a trivial matter.

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Inside the room.

Fang Renran's heart was very confused. He reached out and grabbed the young master above his head in the palm of his hand. He looked at it tiredly with his eyes, sighed, and said with some complaints: "There are all accompanying skills in other people's spiritual appearances. You are a weird one. You can move and you can do nothing but cure diseases."

“Hey…”

Xiao Qianye stood in his palm and looked at him, his eyes blinking constantly, as if he was incomprehensible about what he said.

"Also see, have you heard what you said in the afternoon? My marriage is blocked, and my wife's enemy is still at large. There is still someone in the Fang family who wants to kill me. I must become stronger soon." Fang Renran said sadly.

“Hey…”

Qianye was still staring at him blankly.

Suddenly Fang Renran slapped his forehead with one hand and said to himself: "I'm also sick, why are you talking nonsense with a tree?"

As he said that, he closed his eyes, and a feeling of exhaustion came, and his brain began to fall asleep.

Xiao Qianye stood on him, and the watch on his face suddenly became melancholy. A ball of arms was placed on his chin, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Xiao Qianye suddenly felt happy, as if he had thought of something.

Then it jumped to the table next to it in two or three steps. In the gray aperture above its head, a small branch began to stretch out out of thin air. The head of the branch was very sharp and reached onto the table and began to carve it.

The harsh sound made by the branches carved on the table made Fang Renran, who was confused, very annoyed. He opened his eyes and frowned and looked at the table next to him. Little Qianye, who was depicting things happily, got up and wanted to catch the annoying little guy back.

Just as he got up and walked to the table, the branches above Xiao Qianye's head suddenly retracted, and two ball calves jumped on the table, looking at Fang Renran with a happy look, and a ball arm pointed at the thing he had carved.

"Hey Ha! Hey Ha!"

Fang Renran saw it continue to make noise and reached out to grab it. As a result, when his eyes touched the table, he stopped his arm movement.

I saw three large and crooked characters carved on the table. Although the font is ugly, it was written on a tree after all, and it was acceptable, so Fang Renran could understand it.

"Shu... Luo... Tao?"
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